Private! No entering in this domain!

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----------------------------------------------------------------------------AlexeiReinerDarkmoore
YOU TEND TO LEAD ME DOWN THE WRONG PATH

&& - 【 ☆★ comeCOME Alexei !! don't - - beshy 】
____________ we'll be together ♥( forever )
_______________ hold my＊HAND for * an eτerniτy

&& - -【 ☆★ how FUN!! is »» to { play }; with girls 】
____________ though boys are irresistible
_______________ both are suchSUCH ( amuse✿ment )

&& - - -【 ☆★ the Seventeenth StarryNight of ❧ a ( cruel ) December evening 】
____________ shining in*the [ STARRY ]★sky as Sagittarius
_______________ already twenty ▪ ▫ one years havepassed

&& - - - -【 ☆★ clapCLAPloudly&rejoice 】
____________ undeniably a Traitor at heart♥
_______________ noone but ( Alexei ) !! ━═★

i dub thee king of the ( Trecherous Deeds )

» s p e c i a l p o w e r s ✖

( ✭ ) special - - POWERS » [ illusions | deception | nightmares ]

Though his powers are not quite as special as others, it is quite special in and of itself. He can take any memory or anything he can think of and produce it in real life. They are mainly illusions to scare people away or simply to mess around. But he can also focus it into a physical being that obeys his every command. But there are exceptions. He cannot bring people back from the dead just because he can imagine it. But he can create an exact duplicate of the person if he so wished it. Weapons are yet another exception. Unless it is just something regular with nothing special, he can but otherwise he cannot. So even with a great power like this, he rarely uses it. This ability drains his energy greatly and he will normally collapse from overuse should it ever happen to him. So he limits himself to three uses a day if even that much. It is for the safety of the people around him and himself.

» w e a p o n s ✖

Haha... Funny really. He really doesn't need a weapon but he has one. He can fight with his hands alone and most of the time, he doesn't even have to due to his abilities. But he has a scythe Sol. It is black with a black glass blade. The blade can split into three seperate ones, the head detachable to be used as a boomerang effect and the but seems to be that of a crystal dagger. but besides those two things, he does have a back-up weapon for emergencies. There is the fact the he carries dangerous poisons with him to kill people and monsters. It may seem shady but he would never hurt anyone with it without a good reason to do so. Most people give him a reason to kill them though... Sucks to be them right?

» g e n d e r ✖



( ✭ ) obvious - - MALE » [ your | twisted | protector ]


» e x t r a f u n ✖


The only tattoo Alexei has is that of a large royal blue chinese dragon with silver and gold embroidered into it. He does have some scars that are hiden under his clothes and his ears peirced. Other than that, he is also blind in his left eye, has a fetish for cute things and can't stand corruption.

love? well I love ( silence )

» l o v e s✖

( ✭ ) blood - - SHED » [ death | torture | gore ]

❝ Who isn't a fan of such amusing entertainment? Anyone who doesn't enjoy the blood is indeed strange, I is a demon after all. As much as I love this, I usually don't scream my passion for blood out loud, so you keep quiet too. ❞

( ✭ ) boom - - POWER » [ force | commands | authority ]

❝ I enjoy this game so much. It's better then anything else I've ever done, I mean we've killed, tortured, played endless games like that. Being a demon is wonderful...❞

( ✭ ) shush - - SILENCE » [ peace | quiet | noiseless ]

❝ Don't be mistaken, peace is not the peace your thinking about. I simply prefers some peace and quite where no one disturbs him. Sleep is also very important, so don't interrupt my rest. As much as I loves parties and games, there are times where I needs to sit down and think. To do work I needs concentration, and to have concentration I needs quiet - so zip it.❞

( ✭ ) delicious - - SWEETS » [ sugar | desserts | chocolate ]

❝ No, no I doesn't want a lollipop, what? Fina, maybe just a bit. I have nothing to hide, all the chefs know that I like my desserts - well as much as I can like anything. However it's just a craving, nothing big - don't think of tempting me with sugar, it won't work. Really. ❞

( ✭ ) sweet - - COMPLIMENTS » [ praise | worshiped | devotion ]

❝ I love being told just how great I am, or powerful I am. Usually I'll have the I kill say this, I'll have them fawn over me and then kill. No I am not a narcissist, well - maybe. ❞

( ✭ ) deathly - - POISON » [ venom | kills | swift ]

❝ There are a lot of types aren't there, I'm sure you could find a few of the rarer ones stored in my room. Don't worry - I usually don't use them in public. If I do use it then just consider yourself lucky, okay? You don't want to see the corpses of the other unlucky guys that got in Aik's and mine's ways. ❞

( ✭ ) gentle - - MUSIC » [ a capella | jazz | classical ]

❝ Just a personal liking, I've developed over the years. When it's quite music soothes the soul quite well, you don't even need to think when listening to it. None of those screaming songs though, there is enough madness here, I created it. Some soft and gentle songs can really calm you. ❞

» h a t e s✖

( ✭ ) blood - - MISTAKES » [ falter | error | slip ]

❝ Don't, don't make mistakes. I don't take failures so be prepared of the consequences. ❞

( ✭ ) huh - - WHY » [ questions | objection | pry ]

❝ Don't ask any questions. I get so easily annoyed by them. If you don't understand, ask someone else! I don't want to hear it!!❞

( ✭ ) simple - - DRUNKS » [ mellow | tipsy | alcoholic ]

❝ They're really annoying and hard to communicate with. You can't get anything done with them, they're simply a waste of my time.❞

( ✭ ) partner - - AIK » [ thrown-pianos | problems | jokes ]

❝ Oooh, maybe not hate. Dislike is the word. How he comes to me with his problems - EVERY single day and then he's fine the next hour. Oh did I mention pianos? Yes, when they are playing it's beautiful - not when they are thrown at you, unpleasant. He seems to enjoy grating on my nerves and all the woman he brings every single day. Let's just say Aik causes problems, that tend to need solving.❞

( ✭ ) ugh - - BITTER » [ coffee | smoking | walnuts ]

❝ Bitter things are just gross. I don't get how Aik can be so obsessed with Cigarettes. I tried them once, maybe because it was shoved into my mouth by a certain someone, and the taste was horrid. How can people stand coffee either? Oh the taste will definitely keep you awake - the gross bitter taste. yuck.❞

( ✭ ) the - - MONSTERS » [ traitors | revolt | disobey ]

❝ They are so disgusting. I can't beleive we both originated from the same species... But I live to kill them apparently... Kinda have to feel for them. ❞

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( ✭ ) twisted - - DOLL » [ sadistic | ruthless | cruel ]

Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. But no amount of it would ever reach a leviathan. Thank the gods for that. But he does like to partake in torturing his victims. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. Seeing them writhe in pain and begging for death is what he lives for on the battlefield. The sadistic part of Alexei feeds off of their eternal torment. Or rather, he makes it seem like eternity. It was too bad in some ways that he couldn’t be as bad as a jester. Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions in travel. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is.

( ✭ ) confidence - - intelligent » [ kind | loyal | cocky ]

Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Alexei will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Alexei, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for besides his fighting abilities. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Alexei himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.

( ✭ ) lonely - - COCOPHONIC » [ cold | apathetic | blunt ]

The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Alexei certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes killing people so easy for him. Watching other die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. So people know better than to upset him. Such is the obvious of this particular knight. But is that really all?

( ✭ ) confusing - - TRUSTWORTHY » [ bored | detached | concerned ]

Now here's something hypocritical about him...The two most contradictory emotions Alexei possesses. It is rather funny really how he can be both. Yes. He is obedient to the core. To his one master that has earned his complete trust and loyalty, he will do anything. And he’d do anything for what he wanted as well. The person that has earned his trust to this particular point of obedience is none other than Nils. Though Alexei refuses to let that be known. Or he just hasn’t had the time to let it be known since he’s always somewhere else. Suppose that’s the rebellious part of him. He doesn’t want to be some kind or obedient dog yet he knew he was one. With futile attempts, he has tried to do his best to live his life the way he wishes. But always returning to the side of his master with reports that are mandatory for someone whom always has something to hide. That’s right. He never reveals anything about himself unless he thinks it to be absolutely necessary or ordered to by one of the two masters. But why would they even bother right? He just had to worry about to other people in the world. Remaining in the shadows and as uncharted territory is something he has been working to keep for many years. Therefore he appears to be untrustworthy in many ways and other find it even harder to see him as someone they could trust to do anything for them. Even if he has taken a role he never expected to have once before. But despite everything, he is willing to do whatever it takes to do what's right. He hates corruption and refuses to folow leaders like that. He will take matters into his own hands and already has several time. A well known vigilante, he can't stand t see injustice.


» b i o g r a p h y✖


A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a humble cottage, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on family secrets before passing away. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that no one knew the father had. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Alexei. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.

But she did.



Alexei Darkmoore was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, they weren’t royalty or some rich bunch of people. They were normal people living somewhat normal lives. His father was a scholar so he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he and to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible. It was second nature to Ryota though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Alexei. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial.

The year before he was fifteen, his father finally died.

He did follow in his old man's footsteps at first. But nothing like that lasted forever right? He was confronted by the demons that were protecting the city. He did not know he had been born one of them and when they told him, they thought the demons were merely playing a cruel joke on him. But he soon began to feel the differences and joined up with them. He was trained on the many rules and regulations he would have to follow in order to protect the city effectively. But since he was from the slums of the city, he was looked down upon by his many superiors. AT first he dealed with it but he eventually grew tired of it all and attempted to quit.

Little did he know that the society he had been living in was corrupted beyond repair. So he stayed on to try and change everything from the inside. He had the goal of rebuilding the civilation from the government that had taken over. He no longer thought that they need a monarchy if the leaders were going to be unjust and hold favor only for those with money. It was wrong and so many knew that. Unlike his fellows, he would also take the assassination of the corrupted into his own hands. He killed many people in the years he served as a guardian for the city and he was never caught.

Never caught until he was twenty...

The of his group was Nils. The man had caught him murdering a council member in the middle of the night. Alexei was arrested without hesitation and thrown into jail. He spent a good year there before he was released under the pretense that he would never do such things again and the fact that they needed more guardians. He is still kept under a watchful eye but he also still gets away with murder. This is the path he has chosen and he will not let anyone stop him from fulfilling his gaols.

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» s i n g t o m e✖

( ✭ ) - - BE MY » [ | ESCAPE | ]

» r e p e a t t h i s a l w a y s ✖

This one LAST bullet you mention
It my one last shot at Redemption
'Cause i know to LIVE,
You must GIVE your life away.

» c o l o r m y r a i n b o w ✖


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» o h m y ! ✖


it's Reaping_Chaos137 !!

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~Just s i t and l i s t e n~

"Vision without action is a dream, action without vision is a nightmare."

Oh! So you're a Servent, huh?

Why don't you begin with your name. Alexei Reiner Darkmoore...

It seems a little long...Why don't we call you Alexei or possibly Alex.

~P u l l up a c h a i r~

You have me interested. What's your story? I was born on a cold winter's night. My parents were part of a small family that owned one of those really old-fashioned japanese dojos. So that was where I grew up. Of course I grew up learning martial artes. But I never found any real use for them. My father worked hard to support us and spoil me but he never seemed to have enough money. My mother raised me with the help of her sister. She tried to make money too. But despite ll of that, I was part of a loving family and though they could not give me everything, I was happy. They were happy and I knew they had an inferiority complex. A very bad one. So i got to see it everyday. How that didn't effect my selfesteem, no one would ever know. Heck, I didn't even know.

When I was older, they sent me to a school they had saved money for. They wanted me to have a good education and not be trapped in their world. I really appreciated it but they were idiots to waste so much on me. It wasn't even somethig I could thank them for. I didn't either. I was a horrible child that caused quite a bit of trouble. Because of where I was from, the other students tended to pick on me a lot and I would get in fights. But this was not what made me hate humanity. I was just born that way I suppose. I had never been one to talk much or show many emotions. In the end, that caused me to excell in my classes and eventually make my parents proud. I was still causes trouble, but with excellent grades.

I graduated at the age of sixteen. Only a little earlier than most but still early. Not that it really mattered to me. I began to go to college and hold down a part-time job. I gave half of my check to my parents for all they had done for me. But I moved out and haven'tseen them since. I guess the fact that I had been taken off the streets and put into a cage would be a main cause. I have no idea how I ended up here, when I ended up here or a real reason why. Sure I had heard of the whold worthless slave trade but since I never thought it could happen to me, I paid little mind to it. Now look where it got me. I'll probably kill whoever did this if I ever find myself face to face with them.

So, what're you interested in? Do I really have much of a choice in the matter?

What's that? You're a If you can't see I'm male, you're obviously blind.

What're you like around friends? Since I'm not a very conceited person, forgive me if my perspective of myself is not very accurate. I rarely think about myself at all, I'm just me. I don't really talk all too much unless I really need to or if I'm angered. It's not hard to piss me off but at times I just won't care. I take situtions rather calmly without any real emotion showing. I feel that it is better to keep one's problems to themselves unless the only way to resolve it is to mention it to others. I'm fairly laid back and won't just let someone walk all over me. I can be the rudest person on the planet or one of the most polite. It depends whom I'm speaking with and about what matter. I take most things seriously since I don't seem to have a sense of humour. Don't think that I'm one of those people with a bad past or am just anti-social. That's so stereo-typical. I enjoy hanging with friends and my individuality. I suppose I can be seen as a rebellious person too, but not always. Without a really good reason, I won't try anything that would endanger my life. Though, if it costs someone else their life, that's fair game to me. I can be just as kind as I can be cruel. Yes, cruelty can course through my veins often. I like to see people in pain. My blunt and harsh words can hurt people's feelings and have in the past. I don't agree with prettying up words to spare someone the full impact of the truth. If it hurts, that's their fault for being so weak. Oh, and before I forget, I'm like a dog. If you gain my trust and friendship, I can be one of the most loyal people in existence. Just don't be the one to stab me in the back. I tend to hold grudges.

I see. Do you like...Any kind of sweets, dogs, snakes, all types of curry, soft comfortable beds, books, the violin and watching the stars.

Well, now that we know that, what disgusts you? Bitter foods, idiots, incompetent fools, people in general, cats, cages, having his freedom taken away from him, summer heat, loud noises, cement, large cities, the fact that his dislike list is longer than his likes list and narcicists.

My, your hair is soft! Long and silver

What lovely eyes! Crimson

You make trees looks small. Six foot one.

Surely you're not that old!19

What kind of cake do you want? December 17th

Alright, spill the beans! Love is for the misguided.

What's on that iPod? ( ✭ ) - - BE MY » [ | ESCAPE | ]

There's this cool person I want you to meet! Reaping_Chaos137

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~Just s i t and l i s t e n~

"To speak of the dead, is to make them live again."

Oh! So you're a Master, huh?

Why don't you begin with your name. Croix Leglius Bartel.

It seems a little long...Why don't we call you Croix {croy} or leglius is fine.

~P u l l up a c h a i r~

You have me interested. What's your story? Ah... my childhood... wait, you don't even know when I was born. Well it was a particularly hot summer day. My mother was out shopping since she had been expecting me any day now. Anyways, her water broke in the middle of the street and she collapsed there. My father who was with her at the time was panicing and calling for a cab. I never made it to the hospital until after I was born. In fact, it took too long for a cab to even stop and my mother popped me out right there on the streets. Now when I say I was born on the streets, I mean it in a literal term. How's that for you? Lucky for my parents and for myself, a doctor was having his day off and was nearby at the time.

Anyway, I was born with weak lungs. So as I grew up, I was well protected from the outside world. Yea, I was wealthy and I was spoiled. I loved being spoiled to death. Ha ha... The people I grew up with were my parents, my older sister and the family slave. Being from such a high upbringing, I was well educated and taught about society from the comfort of my own home. Being homeschooled wasn't too bad when you never knew what friends were. My parents didn't have friends. They didn't seem to trust anyone anywhere that was outside of the family. Well, they trusted the family slave. But that was only because he was taught to mind his place. Forgive me for the bad language but, that poor boy was treated like a peice of s**t. I felt sorry for him... But what could I do to change that? The guy wouldn't even look me in the eyes out of fear.

I really didn't want to ever have a slave... As I grew older, I moved out of my home and started to make it on my own. I still get a monthly allowence but I don't rely on my parents much. Never really had the time to. Been making too many interesting friends that wanted to cut my head off. Funny really considering the fact that I'm actually quite friendly. Anywho, I need a servant myself. Someone that could be a good companion but perhaps not. That's why I'm walking in town looking for something. My feet seem to have a mind of their own anyway. What's in store for the future... Hmmm... I wonder.

So, what're you interested in? Playing with girls is fun, but boys are just as irresistable.

What's that? You're a male all the way. You can check if you wish.

What're you like around friends? Well... to put it simply, I'm very laid back. I hate to do work and tend to sleep in random places. I don't care what people say to or about me. I just zone out and I guess you could possibly call that ADD. Though it's only so for some situations. I can be focused if I really want to but that seldom happens for anyone to see. Most people see me as a very perverted person. That hurts really. It's not like I have a dirty mind or anything. I just comment on people's strong points. Look-wise of course. It's just something completely natural for me. Not much for me to say about that. But I do like to joke around. My sense of humor is horrible though. Most people don't find my jokes funny but I do. Sarcasm runs around me too. I will say mean things from time to time but probably will apologize if it makes you cry. I just can't stand seeing someone cry. It just bothers me more thn anything. Oh and I'm extremely fickle. I take the things I do seriously but anything else... let's just say, I've been around the block more than once. Maybe that's why i can't seem to keep a girlfriend. Ah well... Enough about that, let's get to the part I don't show people. I am emotional in public and polite abut in truth, I have issues. Who doesn't right? Well, I tend to be the kind to not forgive and forget. More or less, I don't care much for my pathetic existence.

I see. Do you like...Flowers, cute kids, smoking, helping people, sleeping, bitter foods and cats.

Well, now that we know that, what disgusts you? Incorent people, wastelands, winter, water, staying fit, being active and cake.

My, your hair is soft! Long and black.

What lovely eyes! A sweet saphire blue.

You make trees looks small. A whopping six foot two.

Surely you're not that old!Let's just say I'm 21, 'kay?

What kind of cake do you want? the beautiful summer month of June on the wonderful day known as the 4th.

Alright, spill the beans! Wouldn't you like to know?

What's on that iPod?

( ✭ ) - - ALUMINA » [ | nightmare | ]

There's this cool person I want you to meet! Reaping_Chaos137

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that's because this is my test thread.

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FIRST ¤ MIDDLE ¤ LAST

The Basics XXXXX

You rang? → NICKNAME

I just might be → TITLE

I'm this many → AGE

The date → BIRTHDATE

Give it to me baby → ORIENTATION


Complications XXXXX


Make way → BREIF. ONE PARAGRAPH.


Once upon a time... → PERSONALITY. AT LEAST TWO PARAGRAPHS. ONE PARAGRAPH IS FIVE TO SEVEN SENTENCES.


A Way of Life XXXXX

By pain of death → A SECRET YOUR CHARACTER WOULD NEVER TELL

I want it. I need it → LIKES

Put that away. Not in public → DISLIKES

If you must know → EXTRA

Master of the plan → USERNAME

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Alexei ¤ Reiner ¤ Darkmoore

The Basics XXXXX

You rang? → Alex for some.

I just might be → The FLAME

I'm this many → 21

The date → December 17th

Give it to me baby → Women are all fine and good but men are just as fun to play with.


Complications XXXXX


Make way → Simple. I'm of an austere nature and ennui for me is easily attained. I don't like to deal with nebulus or voluble people very much. They tend to rub me the wrong way. I suppose my blasé nature can also appear out of nowhere, and shows in the way I treat others. I am not pusillanimous . If anyone dares to call me such, I will kill them and feed them to some ravenous animal somewhere. I assure you that I am not one to trifle with. But I can also be kind, brazen and have some form of amity towards others. Though be it not often, I may be warm and welcoming to some. But don't get your hopes up. I hide behind my facade to keep from getting hurt. It is my defense mechanism. Please try to understand my lonliness at least. And my desire not to be hurt by those I trust. If one trusts no one, they can never be betrayed. Am I wrong?


Once upon a time... → Must you pry?! Damn it... Fine. I was born on December 17th in the middle of a blizzard. And no, not litterally. I was born in a hospital. But unlike many children, I was not able to meet my parents. You see, I was born premature through an emergency c-section. How fun for my mother. She must have felt so afraid that her child would die. Not that I would ever know. Apparently I was told to be stillborn. Dead. But I wasn't. I was taken and raised somewhere completely foreign of course. Apparently I was bred for this. What evil men these people were to trick a woman to have a baby for them. They are my 'parents'. What a joke.

Raised in this strange facility, I was experimented on since I was but a newborn. I grew up knowing nothing but pain and suffering. No wonder I was such a crybaby back then. I had to rid myself of such an infirmity. I soon became propitious to them. My tolerence was amazing so far. I grew up alone. But eventually, the tests failed. They through me away. I was feckless. Nothing. Expendable. But what they didn't know, I did. I was not a failure like they assumed. I had a power. I gained something they had never seen. The ability to control flames. Fire... what a destructive thing it is too. Can you imagine what I could do to them if I could control it completely? Revenge I suppose. But it can't be made from nothing... What a shame. It takes so much energy to produce even a small flame. But I have been working on endurence. I can do quite a bit of damage now. So beware...


A Way of Life XXXXX

By pain of death → I secretly collect stuffed animals. If you tell anyone, you are dead.

I want it. I need it →
✖ Animals
✖ Curry
✖ All kinds of sweets
✖ Blood
✖ The snow

Put that away. Not in public →
✖ Idiots
✖ People in general
✖ Spiders
✖ Bitter foods
✖ Sand

If you must know → I'm blind in my left eye but it hinders me not.

Master of the plan → Reaping_Chaos137

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i've always been Azier • Vladimir • Darkmoore

petit details

✖✖i'm known as The Mischievous Healer
but you can call me Azier or Vlad
✖✖i'm the most sadistic male in town!
✖✖on December 17th , i turned 21!
✖✖can i tell you a secret? you know i fancy boys and girls, but i have a bit of a thing for someone I would never tell.

digging deeper, i'm....

✖✖✖✖✖✖Manipulative
Ahah... yea... I can put up such a pretty smile and act like the perfect gentleman. But really... I hate humanity underneath. As a healer, I'm not sure how to display my distaste for this ability. Though I must admit that it was very useful for me to be able to resurrect the dead. That was interesting to find out later. But I can also be pretty cruel. My dark humor has always caused me problems but I use others to my own amusement. I'm nowhere near being like the calculating puppeteer, but I can certainly fool most others. I guess I have few redeeming qualities. The motherly titan hates me and seems to be the only one I can't fool as thoroughly as the others. Too bad too. She would have caused so much damage if I could just fool her into attacking and innocent city or something.

✖✖✖✖✖✖Mischevious
I can't sit still. I always have to cause trouble somewhere at some time. It's like I'll explode if I don't but there are problems to this as well. I tend to take things a little far sometimes. I find it pretty damn funny but really, I get repremanded by some of the others thanks to my pranks. People do tend to get hurt when I get bored. I guess I'm just a little more sadistic than mischevious. Unless you can consider under the same concept. So why don't you take a walk with me? I'd like to find a snake pit or two for tonight. Who knows what kind of venom i could extract from them right? Hmm... but that's probably going to cause me harm too...

✖✖✖✖✖✖Loyal
Ha ha. Well, I guess I am loyal. Don't use that stupid truth that I betrayed Zues. He was a b*****d anyway. I mean really? Did he have to be like a morman and have so many wives. Geez... he even went for his sisters. That's just wrong. Oh... I'm not supposed to be bagging him am I? Well, I am loyal to a select few. But that loyalty is hard to establish. i don't really trust that many people. If I so happen to take a liking to someone and decide I would not wish to betray them then yea... I could be the most loyal thing on this feckless world. Ah well... I'm getting bored now. I wonder if anyone is willing to be my next victim...? But then again, I'm no masochist... There's a limit to what I can do these days...

back in the day

Let me tell you a story about someone named Azier... >>

A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a humble cottage, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on family secrets before passing away. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that no one knew the father had. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Azier. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.

But she did.

Azier Vladimir Darkmoore was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, they weren’t royalty or some rich bunch of people. They were normal people living somewhat normal lives. His father was a scholar so he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he had to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible. It was second nature to Azier though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Azier. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial. He found it as his nature to find death an amusing subject.

Unlike what his father had wanted, once tha man died, Azier did not follow in his father's footsteps. Instead, he took to his desires at full force and caused trouble everywhere he went. It was amusing to him and he abused the secrets his father had entrusted to him. What would anyone expect? He was fourteen and alone in the world. That was when he met Zeus. The god gave him something. Was that god a fool? Azier assumed so considering the power had been put in his hands. Ressurecting the dead? It did not take long for him to find a way to entertain himself with that ability. he met the other eight in that same year and could not stop playing pranks on most of them. He especially loved messing with the motherlu titan. He couldn't help but make her hate him more and more. It was amusing how she had all that strength but could not stand to harm a living creature. The complete opposite of himself. Living creatures were his play thing. Hades was most likely the only one more sadistic than he. But that too could be an exaggeration. That didn't change the facts however. The truth of the matter was, he was selfish and only did things to amuse himself and some of the others around him.

He spent years with the others and his fun. That was when Hades appeared before him with an offer. It wasn't all that great but it offered entertainment. Easily pleased with the pain of others or any other prank, he joined in without needing anything more than a few words. It wasn't like he cared much for the foolish Zeus to begin with. He had never liked the god and felt little to no guilt in betraying the man that had given him his powers. Unfortunately, the plan had not succeeded. He was sent back to earth with a dreadful curse to feel other's pain. That alone made him not wish to be near humans ever again. But of course, he grew bored and could not keep from his violent jokes. Though they all had a price he paid them. Killing people had fallen off his list however. It was just a little too much to bare. Now he sits on an island with the others wondering whom had betrayed them to Zeus. there were so few that would but he highly suspected a certain goody tooshoes of doing it. But of course, he refrained from saying anything and did what he did best. He lied.

So how did you like my little story...?

to be gifted, to be cursed

✖✖✖✖✖✖zeus giveth
Healing - It really is quite useful. I can even bring back the dead! But I'm actually required to help people. What a pain in the a**.

✖✖✖✖✖✖and he taketh away
Empathy - This is certainly something I could do without. Why would I want to feel other's pain? Ugh... but I have to hand it to Zeus. He certainly knows how to make a curse effective against someone...

pull my strings, Reaping_Chaos137

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The beautiful sound of nature reached Azier's ears. He yawned and sat up. It was not confusing in the least for him. He had just been exiled from the realm of the gods... it was hard to forget. His hand subconsciously moved to his wrists where chains once shackled him. It had not been very amusing to sit there in the hall and have all the gods and goddesses stare at them. Sighing to himself, he wiped the memory of the smirk on Zeus' face from his memory. He had been smirking back of course. They had exchanged some nasty dialogue with the other. But that was all he cared to remember. All he really needed to care about was the curse the good for nothing chaif of the heavens gave to him. This was going to be annoying. His body was aching but he knew he was not hurt. It had to be one of the others nearby. But the question was, which one?

No longer needing the trouble of pondering, he looked around as he stood up. he was not that far from the shoreline of a lake. He was hidden in the trees however and did not see fit to leave the area just yet. If I ever meet Zeus again... I'm going to kil him, bring him back and kill him again. he vowed as he took a step towards the treeline. There was a distant sound. His head snapped towards it and tried to make out what was being said. But of course, he did not have animal instincts... he wouldn't be able to without getting closer. But it hurt to move and walk. Damn the person that had gotten themself hurt for him to feel the same pain. He was a sadist, not a masochist! Though he had to hand it to Zeus... this was a very fitting punishment... Sighing once more to himself, he forced himself towards the sounds of speech. He was pretty sure no animal on earth could speak like a mortal.

It wasn't long before he spotted two silhoulttes in the distance. They were both petit and beautiful. That did it. It had to be Dyn and Chris. He walked over to them without a sound. Man... he really hated sand. This was one of the things he had not missed in the least when he was taken from Earth. He reached them just in time for Chris to ask if Dyn was hurt. Chris herself didn't seem hurt at all. He plopped down next to his friend, Dyn and let out a pained exasperated huff. "Seriously... which one of you two have the aches and pains...?" he asked with a tired smile. He was never one to make the traditional greetings, or greet at all really. It was nice to find them though. He especially liked to be around Dyn and Chris. They were such interesting people. Though he had never once been attracted to Chris in the lustful way that most had been before. It was strange. Perhaps it was just the fact that he never much liked the shy type. But of course, Chris was a good friend. One of the few he had never pranked. Dyn was the other. There was a good reason not to mess with her though... She was violent! The last thing he would ever want to do is be zapped by her. Yet she was quite alluring in that sense too.

Now that he had the chance, he took a good look at the two. For some reason, Chris had new clothes. Dyn didn't seem to have changed. His eyes wandered down to himself and saw that his clothing had changed too. He was wearing a wifebeater under a jacket and some denim jeans. It was too hot to be wearing sleeves so he took it off. So where were the others? He looked around quickly and saw no one else. Great... Were they even in the area? The odds were with them considering that the three of them were here as well. But that didn't mean Zeus didn't decide to drop three per area... "Ugh... I hope Lynne isn't around..." He commented. He was probably one of the least bothered about being exiled to a random part of the planet. He wasn't even sure if they were even in the time period they knew best. How troublesome. Though he did have a matter he was confused about now that he thought of it. Why had they been allowed to live? If he had been Zeus, he would have killed them all. Not that he wasn't grateful for still being alive... He just didn't like the fact that there could be some strange motive behind it all.

He looked away from the other two and closed his eyes. He, for some strange reason, did not feel like finding something amusing to do. For now, he was content. But that would change once they got into a more populated area. so for now, he would just plan some kind of prank he could play on someone. Maybe Lynne... he would welcome her anger at present.



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[ Azier ] [ Vladimir ] [ Sohma ]

All about Muah!

My curse is as I bear it The Dragon
They call me Az or Vlad
If it isn't obvious, I am a Male
Who happens to think the Boys are sexy.
So what if I am a Homosexual?
My favorite color is Royal Blue
Picture credit Product from Model Mayhem.

What the pictures don't show you

My hair is naturally the color Black
My eyes are the color Blue
I stand Six feet one inch. tall
I weigh 143 lbs
My left ear
My Upper left corner of my back.
Don't forget about my 'X' shaped scar on the back of my right hand

Things you might need to know

I am getting older, can you believe I am Twenty one?
I was born on December, Seventeenth, 1988
Shh, I have a crush on Umm... I really couldn't tell anyone just yet.
I am afraid of Being forced into things, Breaking my own rules, Drowning, Owls, Being buried alive
I have my dirty little secrets I tried to kill God once when I was younger. A rash and stupid decision. But i still wonder if he knows about it or not...
I enjoy Hard Candy | Video Games | Late night walks | Hanging with friends | All kinds of cakes | Fighting with idiots | Reading | Painting | Listening to music | Playing the violin
I could live without Bitter Foods | Idiots | People in general | Hot weather | Crabs | Fakes |Most types of birds | Tradition
I rock out to Diary, from Hollywood Undead

Personal information

Check out my kicks Shoes
I drive a Black SUV
Dear diary Once upon a time on...

A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a humble hospital room, the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy large family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child before passing away. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that no one knew the father had, not even the mother herself. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Azier. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious from shock when he transformed into something unthinkable. A sea horse. But no worries. The father had expected the reaction and had a good explanation for her when she woke up. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.

And she didn't, even after learning the true secret.

At first, she distanced herself from her son. She didn't want to beleive that she had married into such a strange and secretive family. Why had he not told him about this in the beginning? Meanwhile, his father doted over him in her place. But that wouldn't last too much longer considering... Azier always knew that his father was dying of cancer but never really had much to say about it. As a child, he was not meant to know what that meant. So he just lived his life normally. His fater died when he turned eight. Only a few weaks after his birthday, his father collapsed, hospitalized and died as they tried to save him. That was when he had no family that was close enough to him except for his mother. She at first continued to reject him as her son. But as time passed, she came to accept and over-all, love her dear cursed son. She transformed from a cold distant parent in her child's memory to an over-protective and loving mother that wanted nothing more than the best for him.

But the days were not always pleasant. Azier was subject to many things in his own houseold and it hurt him either physically or emotionally. For a child, scarring was easy. But instead of fearing what was going on, he stood up against it defying the odds. Unlike his cousins whom feared the head of the family, he refused to submit to such a cruel person. He himself became a colder and much more bitter person at heart. Yet he still cared in some ways. He became more and more defiant as he grew older all the way until he finished school. As much as he wanted to leave te household, he couldn't just let his mother stay there by herself. In some ways, he had grown attached to her and she thought it safer for tem to stay where they were than in the outside where anyone could find out the secrets from a mere embrace. She didn't want to subject him to such a way and made sure to keep him out of the head's way as much as she could.

And the story continues to this day...

I can be very bored. Since I'm not a very conceited person, forgive me if my perspective of myself is not very accurate. I rarely think about myself at all, I'm just me. I don't really talk all too much unless I really need to or if I'm angered. I can go days on end without saying a word. But that probably isn't a good thing. Especially when people are trying to have a pleasant conversation with me. Poor them. It's not hard to piss me off but at times I just won't care. That would be when I'm tired or just plain bored out of my mind. Though, starting fights was always a sure fire way to entertain myself. I take situtions rather calmly without any real emotion showing. It's just how I was taught to handle chaos. I feel that it is better to keep one's problems to themselves unless the only way to resolve it is to mention it to others. I've never asked for help. Not that anyone could help me with what was going on at the time anyway. You can't run far from family apparently... Which is a downer when you are a Sohma and are experiencing the problem personally.

There's more... I think. I'm fairly laid back and won't just let someone walk all over me. Though I do know a lot of people that aren't like that. Most of my cousins tend to let the head trample all over them. But I understand why. It's difficult to defy someone like him. Also I can be the rudest person on the planet or one of the most polite. It depends whom I'm speaking with and about what matter. If it's something stupid, then I most likely won't bother being nice to that person for the sake of my own sanity. I take most things seriously since I don't seem to have a sense of humour. Don't think that I'm one of those people with a bad past or am just anti-social. That's so stereo-typical. Though I am a little bit anti-social when it comes to my own family. I enjoy hanging with friends and having my individuality to myself. I suppose I can be seen as a rebellious person too, but not always. Without a really good reason, I won't try anything that would endanger my life. Though, if it costs someone else their life, that's fair game to me.

Let's wrap this up quickly then... I can be just as kind as I can be cruel. Yes, cruelty can course through my veins often. I like to see people in pain. My blunt and harsh words can hurt people's feelings and have in the past. I don't agree with prettying up words to spare someone the full impact of the truth. If it hurts, that's their fault for being so weak. Oh, and before I forget, I'm like a dog. If you gain my trust and friendship, I can be one of the most loyal people in existence. Just don't be the one to stab me in the back. I tend to hold grudges. It's what I've been doing against the head. I suppose this would conclude my contradictive personality in a way. So stop prying and be on your way.

Oh! I almost forgot I participate in street/gang fights every week or so. Or at least, I used to.

Reaping_Chaos137

totally rocks!

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⊱ ALEXANDER VLADIMIR WHIMSER (capitalized) ⊰

" If the world doesn't work out,
change it. "

this is much easier to remember;

Alex or Vlad


my favorite day of the year;

December seventeenth, Sagittarius


i told them not to bake me a cake;

Seventeen


lighter than air, larger than life;

6'1 and 132 lbs


just look at the family tree;

Germany and England


the tree's roots are just as important;

Pureblood


what pleases me most;

Bisexual


i pledge my unwavering allegiance;

Slytherin


it's more of a flick motion;

Ebony wand with crystal at end. 15 1/4 inches; essence of serpent venom and scale


my sympathies go to our rival;

Currently, Scorpious.


it's always running through my head;

None.


want to impress me?;

✚H A R D C A N D Y
✚A N I M A L S
✚Q U I E T N I G H T S
✚W O R K I N G O N N E W S P E L L S


well, you failed;

✖P E O P L E I N G E N E R A L
✖B I T T E R F O O D S
✖I D I O T S
✖N O I S E


there is no definition for who i am;


S E R I O U S ::

He doesn't like to smile in public or in private. There never seemes to be any trace of joy on his face or any trace of emotion period. Jokes don't humour him and light-hearted people pisshim off. He doesn't like it when people goof off and is always found with a book. Studying is his main passtime instead of out hanging with friends. thouh he does have time for those people as well, no matter how little it may be. He himself does not know how to tell the difference between a serious situation or a prank. He thinks it all serious.

C O L D ::

As an emotionless person, he always has this unfriendly attitude and atmosphere around im at all times. Most people don't appraoch him without first being his friend or are truly persistent. He normally ignores people anyway. Teachers even let him be. In some ways, he is the perfect soldier in Scorpious's army, metaphorically speaking of course. Along with his coldness, he is rather blunt. If it's the full truth of his opinion needed, he wouldn't fail to tell yu. He won't hold his punches or flower up words to keep others from getting hurt by his words. He just doesn't care for others all that much. It goes along with the fact that he hates people in general.

Q U I E T ::

Probably mute in his own way. Unless he really needs to, he won't say a word to anyone. Though there is plenty running through his brain. the only time people actually see him opening his mouth to say anything is when he's casting a spell or speaking business with others. He'll shout or rant when he gets pissed but speak no more once calmed.

K I N D ::

His other traits are nothing compared to his kindeness. Everything else is at a glance and his real self that hides his weakness. He loves his friends dearly and only seems to be polite and heartwarming to them. Loyal to the end, he would never betray anyone that he truly cared for. his kindness is only rivaled by his cruelty. Despite all of his bad traits and facades, he would trade his life for his sister.

M A N I P U L A T I V E::

Back to the bad. Just because he's a Slytherin doesn't mean he's a manipulative b*****d. He's one because he likes using others to do his work for him. As a contradiction, he will choose those with weaker resolutions and constitution of mind to mess around with. He has turned many to Scorpious's side and just uses them for his own personal gain. He couldn't even count how many he had already gotten expelled and frankly, he doesn't even care. It's just another twisted interest he has.


everyone has a few skeletons in their closet;

Alexander was born in Germany on December seventeenth. It was a cold and snowy night to be sure but his family was happy. His father had gone to Germany on business and met his mother. they had hit it off right away and ten months later, he arrived. His father decided to live in Germany for good with his mother. So he too carries a German passport. As a pureblood, his father never let him forget that he would grow into great things. His mother pampered him but not enough to spoil him rotten. In some ways, that was probably a good thing. But as time passed, Alex grew to realize something. his mother was dying. His father spent more time outside of the house and he was beginning to become more ignored. At least by the loving father he once had. His mother, when not bed ridden, was always there to play with him. But that all ended when he was eight. He was surprised that his father even showed up for the funeral. But his father showed up with a woman and a child he did not know. He was sure he had already met all of his mother's friends.

When they went home on the night of his mother's funeral, he learned that his father had been cheating on his mother. The woman and her child had come home with them that day and his father explained everything. The child was his younger half sister. And the worst part of it all, she was a halfblood. He was raised to think that purebloods were the ultimate witches and wizards and to look down on the impure. Now his father was being a hypocrite and had a child with the muggle. Tey married only three weeks later. Now what kind of effect would that have on a child's mind? Not a very good one. He became distant and cold, to his sister especially. He beleived the outsiders to be the main cause of all of his troubles. His mother must have known that his father was not being faithful and died because of it. But he had no proof. It was just his opinion.

They eventually moved to England at the request of the muggle, his new mother and he was invited to Hogwarts. His father was delighted that he wasn't a squab and rejoiced. It was also the time that he told his wife that they were wizards. She didn't beleive at first but eventually got the picture. What a stupid woman. Alex came to consider Hogwarts his second home and was easily swayed to Scorpious's side from the very beginning. He did many horrible things within the walls of the school and has yet to get caught. Now in his graduation year, he plans to pull off something brilliant. There might even be a few deaths invovled.





⊱ username. ⊰

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First Last

This is me:

My name is
[Name]
I am this many years
[Age]
I am the year of the
[What Zodiac]
I am a
[gender]
This is my personality
[I want at least three sentences about how they act]
This is my life
[I want at least two paragraphs on their life but it can be longer]
This is what I like
[likes]
This is what I hate
[Dislikes]
My pet peeve
[What really Iriates me]
God is...
[their opinion on the 'god']
Hear that music
[Theme song, it can be more than one]
Other
[Anything else there is to know about the character]
I am controlled by

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Alexander ¤ Vladimir ¤ Whimser

The Basics XXXXX

You rang? → Alex or Vlad

I just might be → Pureblood Slytherin

I'm this many → Seventeen

The date → December seventeenth, Sagittarius

Give it to me baby → Obviously gay. What are you, an idiot? I'm straight.


Complications XXXXX


Make way → There is no definition to what I'm like. But I can try to explain my complicated personality to you. I'm apathetic and rarely venture out of my circle of friends, status or house. I can be considered as a selfish person and blunt to the point of cruelty. No, I'm not the nicest guy around and i get a kick from making people cry. My language can be crude but I can also be polite. Though, if I'm rue to you, you know you're close to me. But you need to be able to tell the difference between hate rue and love rude. I'm impatient, Intolerant and Audere. My loyalty runs deep as does my recklessness and intelligence. Yes, I'm very contradictive and somewhat silent at times. Smiles are rare so you'd be lucky to see one. Last but not least, i Have a fiery temper that shouldn't be messed with.


Once upon a time... → Alexander was born in Germany on December seventeenth. His father had gone to Germany on business and met his mother. they had hit it off right away and ten months later, he arrived. His father decided to live in Germany for good with his mother. So he too carries a German passport. As a pureblood, his father never let him forget that he would grow into great things. His mother pampered him but not enough to spoil him rotten. In some ways, that was probably a good thing. But as time passed, Alex grew to realize something. his mother was dying. His father spent more time outside of the house and he was beginning to become more ignored. At least by the loving father he once had. His mother, when not bed ridden, was always there to play with him. But that all ended when he was eight. They eventually moved to England and he was invited to Hogwarts. His father was delighted that he wasn't a squab and rejoiced. Alex came to consider Hogwarts his second home where he spent the past sixe years of his life...


A Way of Life XXXXX

By pain of death → I fell in love with a hufflepuff for a short time. Ugh... //Cringe//

Love it. Fear it. → Ebony wand with crystal at end. 15 1/4 inches; essence of serpent venom and scale

Respect the best → The cunning Slytherin

If you must know → I'm an unregistered animagus. I turn into a grey wolf.

Master of the plan → Reaping_Chaos137

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FIRST ¤ MIDDLE ¤ LAST

The Basics XXXXX

You rang? → NICKNAME

I just might be → TITLE

I'm this many → AGE

The date → BIRTHDATE

Give it to me baby → ORIENTATION


Complications XXXXX


Make way → BREIF. ONE PARAGRAPH. PERSONALITY


Once upon a time... → BIOGRAPHY. BREIF. ONE PARAGRAPH.


A Way of Life XXXXX

By pain of death → A SECRET YOUR CHARACTER WOULD NEVER TELL

Love it. Fear it. → WAND

Respect the best → HOUSE

If you must know → EXTRA

Master of the plan → USERNAME

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Alexei Darkmoore

Appearence:
Other appearences: ONE, TWO, THREE, FOUR, FIVE, SIX
Eye color: Crimson
Hair color: Chestnut brown
Age: 23
Race: Shinigami
Gender: Male
Special talents/skills: Problem solving and anything that has to do with a computer. A natural inventor.
Personality: Not the most simple of the bunch. He likes his peace and quiet and is good at ignoring people even if their yelling in his face. He can litterally block their voice from his mind. He rather dislikes speaking with the unintelligible and keeps to himself a lot. Quiet and mysterious, if he has a secret, by pain of death he would never tell anyone about it. He knows how to keep his mouth shut when it shouldn't be open and respects those he was raised by. Generally a clam person, it takes a lot to make him angry, but it isn't impossible. He tends to glare at people with a death gaze and that was normally enough. He can be just as polite as he can be rude. The bluntness of his answers sometimes tend to cause people to become angry at him or offended and he will never apologize about the truth. Hurting people's feelings don't really bother him he flaunts his knowledge when he feels like it. Smiles aren't common unless he's with a circle of friends or his brothers. Sarcasm normally flows from his mouth when he is with his brothers.
Likes: Reading books, all kinds of curry [he cooks too] and all kinds of sweets [it's a wonder how his teeth aren't rotten yet...].
Dislikes: Brats, idiots, and fail at cooking a recipe for the first time.
Native country/homeland: He was born in Russia and moved to America then moved to Japan.
Background/history:
Alexei was born in Russia in a remote area. His parents were both Shinigami. Now that there was crossbreeding among the races, it was becoming a bit more difficult to see a full breed of anything in the world. He was raised surrounded by books and constant upgrades in technology. Though he never went to school like a normal child, he was homeschooled. They moved to America when he was seven and that was when everything in his life went wrong. The people there eventually found out he and his family were demons and they were attacked by demon hunters. His father stalled as he and his mother escaped. Needless to say, they fled to Japan and his father was never seen again. His mother was sad and so was he.

He began school in Japan and his mother died in a plane crash coming home from America. She had gone to vist his father's grave for his birthday but he had refused top go. It was sad how quickly he got over the deaths of his parents. He was taken in by a rich family and continued his education. Though he secretly still mourns the loss of his loving families, he won't let it interfere weith his future. That was what his parents wanted. Or so he beleived. Though he never let money go to his head, he did flaunt it on some occasions. Now though he was entering his final year in college and his adopted father decided it would be nice to arrange a marriage with a human for him. He, whom had a grudge against the human race was less than pleased. But he owed his adpted father so he agreed to the situatuion without protest.
A theme song fit for them: Dark classic
Their love song: Sad love story
Their special powers: He can breed life into puppets he makes so that they can fight for him cuz he's lazy to do it himself. Sorta like necromancy, but he has to use the years of his own life or the life of another so he only made two puppets, Anise and Ion.
Anything else: He has a fetish for cute things.