His full name is Asher Dwight Price, his middle name coming from his grandpa on his mother's side, but will never reveal what the d. actually stands for, thinking it sounds too geeky.
Is 28 years of age, even though basically, he's eternally a 13 years old boy.
Has lived in Brooklyn all of his life, barely ever traveling (and definitely never out of the country).
Likes to dish out and say exactly what he thinks, but usually can't take it in return.
Has not been able to hold a lasting relationship for more than weeks at a time since he's too immature and unfaithful. In fact, he knows he's never had a stable girlfriend, but likes to blame it on his rockstar lifestyle.
Considers himself straight, but has been known to make out with random guys when intoxicated enough. He's even exchanged handjobs in bathroom stalls with faceless guys he would never ask the name of, but will never ever discuss that in the open.
Has worked at all of the fast food places possible and a handful of stores, but his favorite jobs to date have been in a record store (obviously) and in a punk clothing store.
Thinks he's hot shit at this music thing, mostly because he knows that deep down, there is nothing else he is good at.
Rock is almost all he listens too, although all types (from classic rock, alternative, heavy, to punk rock), and not because of his parents' influences, but again as his way to rebel against their classical tastes.
Immediately thinks less of people who like rap music, but will incorporate rap bits into his covers like a big hypocrite, just for shits and giggles and because he can. The Linkin Park mash ups and the punk goes crunk albums are his secret guilty pleasure.
Has piercings in places no one wants to know (10 so far; both ears, both nipples, ring in left nostril, stud in right nostril, frenulum, ear cartilage, and two in left eyebrow) and a few tattoos (on his
back with the title line from "
Pour Some Sugar On Me" above it, "JERK" on the small of his back like a tramp stamp, on his left
shoulder and right
shoulder) with no decipherable meaning behind them, but the most important one to him is of his mother's name on his chest, on the left side.
Resents his dad for being so into his job all the time, and his sister for leaving so far away for school, but his mother was a little bit more available, therefore she is like the only family he has left to him. Still doesn't treat any of them with respect, though.
Has no problem with nudity, and is often found with his shirt off out and about, and with nothing at all in his own apartment, but usually he will have some respect for his roommate and put on some boxers. Usually being the key word.
Ever since his sister has found domestic bliss with a loving husband, a stable job, and a son not even a full year ago, she has been more involved in her brother's life, befriending the people that he swore not to care about and supporting them through Asher's emotional and mental abuse.
Asher D. Price is living in perpetual teenage rebellion, stuck in his hometown of Brooklyn, NY. Smoking, getting tattoos and piercings, sleeping around, drinking, kissing boys, he's done it all to try and get a negative reaction. He hasn't always been this way, thankfully for his parents. He was born the second and last child of Howard and Marie Price, on July 6th, 1983 and he was actually a well behaved kid until he turned about 12. His father was a successful businessman, and for the most part his mother was a stay at home mom, although she did have a nursing degree that she put to good use for the 10 years or so before her children were born. The Prices instilled strong values in their children, letting them know that education was the most important experience someone could put themselves through. Asher's sister Julia, older by 4 years, has followed those guidelines impeccably, embarking on the long journey a few states over to become a psychologist right after she finished high school.
