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Axel Stuart. 23. i'm just excited to be here.

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     jacob laughs good-naturedly, a twinge of guilt curdling in his stomach as observant eyes pick up the FLUSH that hasn’t faded ( DARKENED if anything ). smile softens, gaze dropping to his beloved camera. “ don’t worry about it ; they’re more for ME than any public consumption and — ” another small laugh, graze rising and camera dropping down once more, “ — there’s a certainly beauty in falling, y’know. i DON’T take bad photos. ” that last bit’s a joke; jacob’s taken plenty of shitty photos in his life. most of photography is just being in the right place at the right time and having a camera in your hand to capture the beauty that passes you. there is a beauty in falling though, and with the sun setting and darkening the other to a blank silhouette, he’s not so sure that the photo’s going to be the embarrassing disaster he obviously thinks it is. the dog rubs up against his leg again, and jacob gives the dog another thoughtful pat. “ consider it a BLESSING. everything happens for a reason and it’s good to have something to keep you on your toes a bit. they’re cute, by any means. good conversation starter. ”

“Do you just do that for fun, then? The camera, I mean. I mean- Taking pictures. Obviously. Wow, I’m really on it today, aren’t I?” He laughed for the umpteenth time, wondering when the stranger was going to just shoo him away at this point. Axel talked to people constantly--he had to for work, he had to for school, and he had roommates. It wasn’t like he was socially awkward by any means. It just seemed that in some situations he just couldn’t a grip on how to communicate. Could have to do with the fact he’d just faceplanted, and this guy just happened to catch the whole scene on camera. Axel smiled at his dog--despite his last confession, he really did love the guy. “You’re right, you’re right. I just sometimes wonder if he’s doing things on purpose to keep me guessing and wondering if I’m fit to be a dog dad. He’s well taken care of, don’t get me wrong, but he’s only a year old and it’s like he’s in his rebellious teenage phase where I just don’t know what’s gonna happen next. But! A lot of people talk to me about him and I love that because I love people. People are great. Dogs might be better, though.” He looked off as if he were actually thinking pretty deeply about the topic before shaking his head and clearing his throat, “Anyway-- I think it’d be pretty interesting to see that picture if you ever decide to do anything about it. I’m always up for making fun of myself. I kind of have to if I plan on surviving with the luck I have.”

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     it’s a bit CLICHE to do evening photography but jacob embraces the challenge of finding something NEW to catch on film in the low-lights of another summer setting sun. he’s just quickly framed the perfect shot in his head when he lifts lens to his eye and too many things happen at once. the faceless runner in his photo becomes a bit more dynamic than expected, limbs coming to an unfortunate collision with the ground as jacob’s finger presses the shutter. camera lowers from eye-level, one hand gripping the casing gently with the worn leather strap wrapped around his wrist for assurance, the other reaching down to pat the dog obviously quite PROUD of its participation in its master’s impromptu photoshoot. “ you’re fine. ” says jacob, straightening as the other pulls the dog away. “ but i gotta say, i am CURIOUS to see how that one will develop— ” he lifts the camera in way of explanation, fingers tapping the plastic shell of the lens. mouth quirks in a friendly, albeit amused smile. “ right place, right time —suppose more like wrong place, wrong time for you though. ”

Axel cocked an eyebrow at the man, then quickly realized what he meant by ‘develop’ when he noticed the camera in his hand. He was embarrassed to see it took him a few minutes to really understand what he meant: that he had gotten a picture of the fall, and this only made him go redder. “Well-- I can’t say I want a copy, but if it ends up making a billion people laugh on Facebook or some other photo site that people share things that make them laugh, then I’ll definitely own up as the muse for it.” He laughed nervously and scratched at the back of his neck, wondering if he was covered in scrapes on his legs but he was much too embarrassed to even look. However, when he mentioned wrong place, wrong time, he couldn’t help but laugh. “That’s kind of the story of my life, but you know. I still like to look at the brighter side of things. It would help me out a lot if my dog wasn’t absolutely out to get me everyday, all the time, always.” 

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moments like these were peaceful for the young artist – sat up against a tree, sketching the park to give himself something to work with. it had reminded him a lot of A Sunday Afternoon on the Island of La Grande Jatte, and he was curious if he could ever pull off a pointillist technique. perhaps he’d talk to noah about that, considering he was his biggest inspiration. he had been lost in his thoughts until a wet nose had taken interested in the bag of pretzels he had next to him. it was pretty quick that the owner followed, and angel easily waved off the inconvenience. he hadn’t even noticed the fall, and the dog was just an added bonus to his being in the park. “i think you look plenty a like. it’s in the eyes. and his fur softness clearly comes from you too.” he jokes in response. “but really, it’s no big deal. i love dogs and he was hardly a bother. though i’m upset i don’t have any treats for him. just pretzels. can dogs eat pretzels ? i’m willing to share if they can but i don’t have a dog so i don’t know anything about … what dogs can eat. maybe i should know because what if he can’t have them and accidentally ate them ? that’d be awful.” he realizes he’s rambling, clearing his throat. “anyway, no worries, i promise. it was nice to say hi and i needed a break anyway.”

Axel’s face was burning red from the fall, but after frantically looking around himself, he couldn’t see anyone that may have noticed. Or maybe they had and they were just being nice enough not to laugh at his misfortune. He wouldn’t have minded the laughing, because he probably would have laughed as well, but it definitely only would have worsened the redness that flaked his cheeks. The boy stared at other on the bench in pure disbelief when he actually went along with his pathetic attempt at a joke, and soon enough that look of disbelief turned into one of excitement as he let out a laugh. Axel motioned up to his hair, “This isn’t natural, though. I go through a bottle of conditioner a week. So does he, he’s a lot more vain than he seems.” He shook his head at the dog as if he were disappointed in him. He beamed at the stranger, finding comfort in the fact he wasn’t the only one rambling. “Oh, Jesus- No, yeah. I mean- He can eat most everything, he’d love a pretzel. If you wanted to give him one, anyway. He’d eat a soup can if you left it out long enough. Not that I’ve tried to do that to the poor little guy, but he’s a pig. Also like me.” He laughed through his last sentence, knowing very well it was true. “What are you doing, anyway? Are you drawing?” He shook his head at himself, “You don’t even know me, you don’t have to answer that.” He put his hand on his chest, then motioned to his dog immediately after, “I’m Axel, this is Ralphie the rude canine.”

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The air was turning a bit cooler and the sun was beginning to set as Axel made his way through downtown Marble with his running shoes tied tight and his feet hitting the side walk with little noise as he jogged next to Main Street. He had his usual running partner, his golden retriever Ralphie, sprinting by his side with a grin-like expression on his face. Suddenly, however, Ralphie turned a sharp left, right in front of Axel’s feet. The dog’s bright red leash wrapped around the lanky boy’s feet and he was immediately eye-level with the ground. With a groan, Axel lifted himself up to see where his dog had run off to, sighing loudly when he saw the yellow-haired heathen sitting at the feet of someone, clearly wanting whatever was in their hand. The brunet ran over and grabbed the dog’s leash and gently tugged him away from the individual, “Jesus- I’m so sorry. He’s just a curious guy.” Axel’s cheeks were bright red from embarrassment--both from falling and from his mischievous dog. “A lot like his dad. By dad I mean me. I mean, I didn’t birth him-- You knew that.” He laughed awkwardly, “I mean, we don’t even look anything alike!” It was obvious he was just nervously yammering on at this point. 

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was that DYLAN O'BRIEN walking around town ? oh, no ! that was just AXEL STUART, a TWENTY-THREE year old LIBRA. i heard he is currently A STUDENT/GROCERY CLERK and has lived in marble for ONE YEAR. something i noticed is that he can be ANXIOUS but also FRIENDLY and PUPPIES, SUNSHINE, AND BRIGHT SMILES always remind(s) me of him.

hi hi it’s amelia again! there’s a little more about axel here and i’ll have a bio up for him soon!!

for the mean time, here’s a lil about him so we can plot!

Axel is from New Jersey so he’s got a lil bit of an accent but not too noticeable considering he left there when he was 17

He left home at 17 because of his abusive father. he had a girlfriend who had family in VT so he came here to stay with them, but she eventually wanted to leave for college and he just couldn’t afford to go the same place she wanted so they split.

he’s found his peace in hopping around different places on the east coast, camping and backpacking and living life as best he could on the very small budget he had.

axel came to Marble because he found a cheap enough apartment and a simply job that he could hold down while starting with his basic requirements at the community college. he decided that he’d had enough roaming around and wants to start a more permanent life. whether that’s in marble, who knows.

he’s extremely friendly and will talk anyone’s ear off who will listen to him. however, he’s still a very anxious and paranoid person because of his father and the way he left things with him, so that’ll be coming out from time to time. 

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“And I know, oh no, You’ve fallen from the sun, Crashing through the clouds. I see you burning out. And I know, oh no, that I put up a front But maybe just this once, let me keep this one. Yeah, it’s all alright. I guess it’s all alright. I got nothing left inside of my chest”

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