Name: Alek
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Appearence: His hair is short & poofy, but is cut razor-blade style {
[link] like so, but it goes a lil pass his shoulder. It's all white with pale streaks of black near the ends. His skin is pale & cold as his eyes are a light grey with bits of purple around his pupil. His eyelashes are kind of long, making his eyes seem like they have makeup around them. He's 6'7, & he's skinny. He has his lip pierced on both sides, a septum [nose ring], he has a 3/4" gauge in one ear, & an industrial in the other.
His shirt is short-sleeve that is striped black & white. He wears black skinny jeans with black boots.
Monster: Vampire
Powers: Mind reading; Able to go through objects, & people.
Abilitys: Strength - 5
Speed- 5
Wisdom- 5
Recovery- 5
Healing - 4
Endurance- 4
Fighting Skill- 7
Agility- 5
History: Everyday of Alek's life, is like living through his childhood again. Loneliness & Depression. Even though he has a mother to go home to, he'd rather be in America, believing in what he never did. His father died in a tragic accident at his job working as a pilot. Alek ran away from home when he was 13 & has traveled places all over. He stays in America, only because he knows more will become of him there than his abusive home with his mother in Liverpool, England. Alek lives a lone in a fairly bad neighborhood in an apartment building with horriable walls, no furniture, & no electricity, but a lone piano in the corner that was there when he got there. He plays that about every chance he gets. He is usually mostly out in the town doing whatever he needed...or wanted. He fed off of helpless people on the street as the moronic ones would roam the ally ways. He'd trash the bodies as he went on living as he did. Everyday, he cuts himself on his arms, just so he can still feel like he's apart of the world, knowing he's somewhat human as he wanted to be a while back. His arms are always bandaged up as he walks the street acting as normal as he can.
Sample of an rp post: The moonlit sky distracted the lone teenager boy from his piano playing, lighting up the dark room he sat in, as he stared breathlessly into the cracked, ruined window that revealed the night sky. His fingers slowly slid off the piano keys as he got up, strolling over to the window to sit upon the wooden sill that cracked with age. He sat down & sighed, "If only I were there" he said silently to himself. He blinked & looked down as he scratched at the paint, peeling off the seat below him. He got up & waltz out of the apartment room, through the hall, down the stairs & out of the large door that he came in earlier this morning. He jogged across the street & jumped over a gate, as he landed on soft grass with sunflowers, scattered around him in every angle. He slowly made his way through the feild, reaching a tree that stood above all the rest, wilting over the feild as faded pink & purple flowers hung tightly to it's branches. Alek sat down beside the tree, & began gazing at the sky again, pondering over every single thought that came to mind
Classes taking:
-Art
-Science
-Creatures
-Culinary
-Lessons Of War
-English
--
The Sinful Dreamer
"You should never go to war... especially with yourself..."
Don't be afraid to check this out: [link]
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I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
if I'm just bad news then you're a liar
--
I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
if I'm just bad news then you're a liar
Monster is radd
yeah =]
--
I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
if I'm just bad news then you're a liar
--
I'd never lie to you
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to
Unless I had to
I'll do what I got to, the truth
is you could slit my throat
And with my one last gasping breath
I'd apologize for bleeding on your shirt
if I'm just bad news then you're a liar
--
-Bite me.
-Really?
-Yes.
-Okay. You asked for it.
I am a novelist. I had a very strict English teacher. USE SPELL CHECK. Better yet, LEARN TO SPELL IN THE FIRST PLACE.
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