Jonothon Evan Starsmore

Face-up artist(s):

Me

Body blushing artist(s):

Me

Modifications artist(s):

Me

Date of acquisition:

2016

Provenance:

Head was purchased directly from Ringdoll and the body was purchased on the MP from another DoA member.

Reason for choice:

This is actually the 2nd version of Jonothon- K's forlorn expression and magnificent nose grabbed me. And I knew I already loved Dollshe bodies so that was an easy sell.

Best Points:

Great head sculpt. I'm a big fan of the old Hound body. I know some people get annoyed with the belly joint but he's so flexible I feel like that makes up for it.

Worst Points:

I guess the resin matching. I just blushed it to fix it. You can't even tell they originally didn't match.

Eyes:

Pabol Brown

Wig:

Crobidoll

Favourite colours:

Black, black, oh, and black.

Fashion style(s):

Jono's a sort of goth/punk hybrid. The sort that wears lots of spiked things and leather.

Key fashion accessory:

His leather jacket- which I'm still searching for, actually.

Name story:

Jono's a Marvel comics character so the name was already baked in.

Character age:

23

Character gender:

Male

Offsite roleplay:

This doll's character is not available for offsite roleplay.

Of all the houses in Leyton, the Starsmore’s residence had been, by far, the largest. They’d had all the trappings of the well-to-do despite the fact that Jono’s father had pissed away their fortune long ago. Still, the Starsmore’s managed to keep a tenuous hold on their estate and, if anyone asked father, they were doing quite well, thank you very much.

Jono had spent the better half of his young life being ignored. As a child he was a gangly looking sullen thing, with a large beaky nose and an unruly mop of auburn hair that obscured the better half of his face. He’d been quiet, thoughtful, musically gifted- nothing like the rest of the family. As a rule, the Starsmore’s had been entitled, ostentatious little shits. He’d been uncomfortable at parties, terrible at mingling and small talk, and completely uninterested in the upper society his parents so loved. He hadn’t fit their expectations and thus, had been dismissed early on.

When the Starsmore’s went on family vacations, Jono stayed home. He preferred the solitude of the large empty estate to the company of those whose only commonality was bloodline. At least when he was alone he could play his music.