Zen's Testing Thread.

[ZenAlexandros]

>> {Vice} President and acting Turk
Rufus Shinra

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>> The nightmare has just begun.

[ZenAlexandros]

"Ah, the peons have arrived."

_____my l a b e l reads;; Airell Hythe, that's pronounced I-rel Hi-th, make sure to get it right.
_____i've blown out this many c a n d l e s Twenty
_____my c a k e day;; April thirteenth.
_____check the s h i r t or the p a n t s A God in a man's body.
_____i'm a p r e t t y Prince and you will love me for it.



_____my r e f l e c t i o n Airell has soft blond hair that falls in shaggy spikes to just below his shoulders at the longest point. Most of the hair rests just below his eyes and ears with bright highlights of golden blond with a base of honey brown. Each spike looks as if it was sculpted by hand; but much to his liking, Airell's hair falls naturally into place with the perfect symmetry and alignment that allows for no discomfort, or need to push his bangs back out of the way. His sharp eye brows are the same colour as the darkest of his hair, which are trimmed to perfection so that not one hair is out of line. Every morning the man checks to make sure nothing is different with his hair and if it is, the barber is called immediately to rectify the issue. Two piercings decorate his ears, one on each side level with his eyes, they are sometimes seen if his hair is pushed back. A pointed nose slopes down from the brow giving Airell a somewhat arrogant look that he loves and doesn't want to admit to anyone. Thin lips are drawn across the bottom of his face placed just above a pointed chin that would make quite a lovely pout, if Airell would allow himself to pout that is.

His most favoured feature of all would be his eyes. As a young boy Airell had two pale green eyes that would change from jade to emerald depending on his mood. Still now his left one is the same green from his childhood; his right eye however, is an amethyst purple that will change to a violet, again depending on his mood. This change had came about when the young man went on his trip to the other kingdoms. One of the most interesting things he had learned was that some people would make body art in order to display status and rank. Of course the change of eye colour was regarded as witch craft by his own people and the blond made no attempt to explain that it was a marking colour and not witch craft, as it was too amusing to watch. The second feature that came with that particular trip was the tattoo that covers the left side of his face. What most don't see is that said tattoo goes down his back and ends just above the buttocks. It also spreads to wrap about his left arm in a jagged spiral that stops upon the back of his hand. It had improved his relations with that kingdom and made a number of people happy as well, but it did make his disguise hard to pull off. Airell picked up a powder that could conceal the tattoo but his eyes were something that he couldn't hide well. If anyone asked, he told them that he had it done on a trip, more honest than he had been with the palace and his parents, but it lead to people mistaking him for a foreigner. For his disguise as well, Airell had a wig made of red hair from an actual human in the same style as his of his own hair.

The blond's body is slim but not lanky by any means. There is more muscle than anyone would guess from the clothes he wears but once the material is dropped, one can trace most of the lines of his body with their eyes alone. His skin is pale yet tanned from his time spent outside. It was almost as if when he had gone away there had been a tan tattooed upon his skin as well, for the tan wouldn't fade, but it wasn't dark to begin with either. His mother often made comments about his skin tone, how it was very unlike the rest of the family and even most of the people below them, but Airell merely laughed. Upon his right shoulder blade the blond has a large pale scar from where a sword had hit him when he was eighteen. A training accident gone wrong had landed the male in bed with the doctor at his side constantly. It was a pain to sleep on his stomach for the weeks until it healed, but it had to be done.

Clothes wise, Airell tends to stay with form fitting shirts and pants that are green, blue or purple in colour. Anything else and he feels that it take away interesting on himself, where it should be. A variety of gold trimmed vests align the inside of his closet along with a few dark capes, some of which only go over one shoulder. Things out side of his royal attire are usually kept in a separate area of his closet, well hidden from other's prying eyes. They tend to be greens and blues mostly, something that works well with the red wig. All things about him scream out 'I'm better than you' with they way his eyes can pierce seemingly into your soul to the clothes he wears. As Airell take great pride in how he looks, it is very important that everything is looking the best it can.

_____i should take up a c t i n g How would one describe Airell's personality? He's quite a few characters all wrapped up in one body and a convenient one at that. If you have the luck to see this man without his shirt on there is an almost envious look to his eyes. If there was someone as beautiful as he was to look at, well Airell is pretty sure it wouldn't matter if that person was male or female as said person would either be dead or chained to his bed. The blond will literally spend as much time as he thinks he can afford in front of his mirror every morning just staring at himself, not to criticize or scrutinize but just merely to look. He is in love with his body, from the way each muscle will quiver to the way light hits his hair in the early morning. It all started innocently enough, the grooming of the young prince to look as if he was what he is, then as the years gone by, it turned into something more delightful. His fascination of himself tends to explain many things and the reasons behind why he does what he does, but only half of the time.

For the most part Airell will ignores the existence of anyone if he doesn't want to see you and you don't serve some purpose to him. He's been known to send servants to their death because they have crossed him. There is even a rumour that he once sent a fifteen year old girl to die because he tripped over a piece of dust she failed to clean. Of course that particular rumour had been skewed and no longer told the truth of her stealing his clothes. No one laid a hand on his precious clothes and got away with it. If he's feeling particularly cranky for any reason at all he will nearly go as far as kicking someone, but that has yet to be brought to light by any servant or other wise to prove that he is actually the hard a** that many think he is. Of course with that being said, he has been seen kicking the dogs in the courtyard because they try to trip them. But who cares about dogs, after all they're dirty and get in the way.

If you manage to catch Airell in a good mood then be prepared to see a different version of the man. On a good day and if he likes you, the blond will actually be nice. He does have a kinder side then the one that usually shows, but that rarely comes out and usually only toward his mother. For some reason the woman was the only one in his life that he felt the need to be kind to. He's been known to give small gifts without letting anyone know that it's really from him; though this, like the girl put to death, is also just a rumour. But then when he wants something he will pursue it until it ends up in his arms and completely owned by him, even if that means lavishing gifts upon someone. His favourite means of getting someone to love him is to lure them in with anything that they want and then snatch them up in a whirl wind and spit them back out. It's all about having a good time and not messing up the make-up covering his tattoos, as not just anyone can know they had a night on the city with the prince.

Probably the most interesting part of Airell's personality is that he has certain fixations on a few objects that kicks in his perfectionism. Some people look at this as him being obsessive-compulsive but that's not the case. His fears about these certain objects being out of place are formed from reality, thus are not made completely up of the mind. These objects are rugs, doors, and wall hangings. All of these objects have in one way or another made Airell kick into kluts-mode and have caused him great pain in the past. As a result he will routinely check the rugs or mats in a room before he goes very far and if he finds any wrinkles or mounds he'll walk over and flatten them out to his satisfaction. No one likes to fall on their face while walking, least of all a prince who has a reputation to uphold. Doors also have a way of hurting him as well. It seems that if he trips and reaches out to catch himself, if it is a door it will always be open enough to swing close and cause him to land face first on the rug that tripped him up in the first place. Wall hangings seem to fall on him for no reason at all, it's almost as if something was following him around and purposely loosening the wall hangings or even just throwing random blankets at him. This of course leads to a strange sense of paranoia that makes the blond assume someone really is following him around just to do these things to him.

Formal occasions bring out the strangest side of all in Airell. The regal prince in him comes out and that is when you can see his true egotistical side. With his nose stuck in the air the blond will waltz into a room as if he owned it, whether his mother or father are present or not. This is the time the servants run in fear, for it is then that he would put them to death for seemingly no reason. If he seemed bad before this was even worse. At these outings there is always a servant that checked all of his annoyances for him to make sure that the prince doesn't fall and ruin his precious reputation as that would mean death for someone of his status. Over all Airell is what most would consider a p***k and those people would be right, the prince himself admits to this fact on a daily basis and is quite proud of it. If he can get away with making your life miserable, he probably will.

_____read me like a b o o k From the very beginning there was always something different about this young boy. Perhaps it was the way that his white blond hair would light up as he entered a room, or the way his green eyes would scan a crowd with intense curiosity, but he was without a doubt a rarity. His mother was the ever loving type that babied her child when ever she could and as he was an only child as well as a prince, no one could really say anything about it. As a young child Airell loved his mother's hair, the way it curled about itself and fell over her shoulders, framing her face, causing something beautiful to shine through her blue eyes. He had always wanted to keep her happy, just to see her eyes smile. Life then was all about tutors, those arrogant men that thought just because they knew more than you that they were better. It was three years after his studies started that he wanted to be rid of those men. It was a good thing no one told him of beheading until he was sixteen. It was only the first seed of bitterness that would be engraved into him.

His father had always pushed the boy into the more manly areas that one should be brought up in. From hunting to politics and how to treat the ladies, his old man made sure that the blond knew it all. If there was one thing the man couldn't stand it was ignorance. It was a wonder that he had ever loved his wife with that attitude; she was somewhat airhead-ish when they first met. Horse back riding was Airell's favourite thing out of all the things that he did with his father. The way the wind shifted his hair and clothes made the young boy feel most alive, unlike sitting in a boring classroom. Around his thirteenth birthday there was a new addition to the family, a new baby boy with black hair like their father and blue eyes like their mother. Airell couldn't help feeling that he was being ignored by everyone over the new arrival. Simple sibling rivalry, or so everyone kept saying; he'll grow out of it, it will only take time. The blond still felt ignored when after two years he still had no attention and even when his studies started to slide no one berated him for it. Apparently the new child was supposed to be the successor so he was no longer important; after all, it was much better to have a child that looks like the king take over than the one that looks like the queen.

Those two years were spent alone to a certain extent, his only true company was the servant that was assigned to him since birth. It was strange how those two years had changed him. Airell became more bitter to the world, he had seen many things a child his age shouldn't have, but without supervision to make sure he was in bed at night he was able to wander the halls. Women became toys that men played with; that lesson he learned the second year after his brother's birth. Truly he should have had someone put him back to bed, but as he wandered about at night he found the woman that were supposed to be higher class were nothing more than whores flitting about with mere soldiers in dark corners. The night one woman was so drunk that she came onto him was the one that sealed his young mind into its track. Her eyes were dark blue and her hair a fine brown with man tinted blonde; her smile was alluring to the young teenager and as such he had given in with little complaint, he didn't know much about the ways of adults after all. The woman had bragged for a few days after it had happened and yet no one paid any heed to those words with the exception of that one servant who was like a mother to him. It was then that the boy learned that people who slander the royals die.

At the age of sixteen Airell was sent out to visit other kingdoms in the area. The trip had been uneventful and took well over a year to complete. He couldn't quite remember all the people he had meet on the journey, but the memory of how tired he was when he arrived home, that he remembered. Unfortunately upon arrival where there should have been a large banquet set out, there was a mourning party. It seemed that while he was away, only a half a month before his return, that his little brother had caught an illness and died. It wasn't as if he cared at all, the only thing that bothered him was that no one was over joyed at seeing him. The remainder of that year was spend watching his mother and father mourn over something that they had created. Soon after he had managed to learn how to bring about a servants death by ordering it so. It was strange the amount of power that he found he had. Airell became more dangerous that way. He also managed to pick up the ability to disguise himself in a way that he was still the same beautiful self yet different enough that people wouldn't know it was him. The skill allowed him to walk the streets at night picking up any woman he wanted and dropping them an hour later without so much as treating them to dinner.

Three more years of tutored torture passed, waning one into the next with uneventfulness aplenty. If Airell had seemed cruel before those last years were just the icing on the cake. At one point in time one of the servants had been killed because the floor wasn't clean enough, or so the rumour state. The once white blond hair had turned with age to a nice golden colour to complete the appearance of a god he had been looking for. With the looks came the desire to make sure everything was in its place and nothing was out of the perfect position it was supposed to be in. The last important thing that had happened was his mother paying attention to him again. At twenty years of age Airell was finally back in his mother's eyes, but now she was looking forward to his marriage. The idea in itself didn't disturb him overly much, but she wanted grand children and that was one thing that Airell wasn't sure he could handle.



_____these are a few of my f a v o r i t e things;;
>Good food
>Rich desserts
>Deep colours of green, blue and purple
>Being the center of attention
>Anyone that can flatter him without sounding fake
>His mother, oddly enough
>Horses
>Strong winds
>His mirror
>Thunder and lightning

_____these i would g l a d l y do without;;
>Stupid people, or those that get in his way
>Children
>Pink things, not because it's girly but because it looks good on him
>People prettier than him
>Jugglers
>Weak wine
>Birds, including food
>Leaving a door slightly ajar
>Wrinkles in rugs
>The cold



_____i h e a r t you;; Himself, as if there was anyone else.
_____i could l i s t e n to this forever;; Ich Will - Rammstein



_____the one pulling my s t r i n g s ZenAlexandros
_____how i love f i n g e r p a i n t i n g #006600 & #660066

[ZenAlexandros]

» i want to C Ø N † R Ø L • E V E R Y • H E ª R † B E ª †
» ------- ;; i want to ✖ FEEL ✖ your eyes

i want to hear your voices
i want to disturb the peace
i want you to see me well
i want you to understand me

i want your fantasy
i want your energy
i want to see your hands
i want to go down in applause



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[ZenAlexandros]

What we did, I won't regret.
In his name I kill.
By his will I die.
What does my name matter?
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"One, two, one two. Higher on the left." It was a well known fact that they viewed him as strict, but that suited the dark haired man very well. He didn't mind running drills and making sure his Turks were in tip-top shape at all times. In fact the idea of pitting them against each other in a fight with a prize at the end, of a week's paid vacation, had crossed his mind several times in the last few weeks. Lately everyone had been getting sloppy, or at least to Tseng's standards they were. In truth the Turks were at the top of their game, ready for anything and everything that could possibly come their way. "Fire, spin, dive."

Things had been going along fine. The few new recruit possibilities that he was drilling right at the moment were looking promising. However, there had been one casualty for the morning already, leaving the Turk leader with a slight frown on his face. The blond had even looked most promising out of the four and he had made one of the most idiotic mistakes of the bunch. How exactly did one manage to shoot oneself in the foot while aiming up? The recruit had been rushed off to the infirmary, leaving the three recruits and Reno in the training facility.

A mere ten minutes had passed since the blond recruit left before Tseng's PHS went off. Flipping it open with a practiced ease and leaving Reno to bark orders, the man answered it in a quiet voice. Much to his surprise, the President's secretary was on the other line explaining that Rufus wanted to see himself and the other Turks in his office. With nothing more than a "very well," muttered, the Turk disconnected the phone and turned to his recruits. Rude and Elena would be unable to join them due to being out on mission, trying to figure out what was going on with the rumours they had received on a small town near Junon. However, Reno and himself would have no problems fulfilling the orders.

Clapping his hands together, the brunet made his way over to the troops. "Good work everyone. You're dismissed for the day. You'll return here bright and early tomorrow morning. Don't be late. Dismissed." Dark eyes watched as the recruits snapped to attention, saluted and headed off toward the showers. After they had left, Tseng turned to the redhead still in the room with him and fixed the man with a steady gaze. "The President has called us in for a meeting. Be on your best behaviour."

He didn't wait for a response from Reno, instead Tseng turned and practically marched to the exit. It wasn't rare that he was called to Rufus' office, but it was when all the Turk's were required and if he hadn't been mistaken the woman also mentioned Reeve. Something bad was going to happen, or already had. Ignoring the feeling that Reno had just made some sort of face or gesture at his back, the brunet made his way toward the President's office, a route that he could do with his eyes closed within the first few days of relocating. It wasn't until they were outside the office that Tseng looked back to make sure Reno was following him. After the visual confirmation, the dark haired Turk knocked lightly on the door and entered upon hearing a voice from within.

"You wanted to see us, Sir?" Tseng could only hope that it wasn't going to be anything too bad, but judging from the almost confused look in the blond's eyes and the tightness around his mouth, it was more than just a little serious.

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XxX Tseng XxX

[ZenAlexandros]

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Cael, at your service.

Master please, Master please, Master please...

[ZenAlexandros]

The Inked Quill

( ωяιттen on my ғace ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - call it out ;
XxXxX Kaiser
( ☆ ) - - - shorten the name ;
XxXxX No.
( ☆ ) - - - Male or Female ;
XxXxX Male
( ☆ ) - - - count the candles ;
XxXxX Twenty-four
( ☆ ) - - - gonna get em ;
XxXxX Pansexual
( ☆ ) - - - born to be ;
XxXxX Condui

( נusт aт ғιяsт glance ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - open your eyes ;
XxXxX Purple
( ☆ ) - - - in the breeze ;
XxXxX Mocha Brown
( ☆ ) - - - take a picture ;
XxXxX And try not to stare.
( ☆ ) - - - stare me down ;
XxXxXBlack and white, life and death, those are the colours of my clothes. Perhaps the barest touch of colour, but only a single flash of green will adorn my body. As you can plainly see I have purple, rather, violet eyes that I've been told sparkle when my mind is set to work. Unlike many others with my line of thoughts there are no marks nor scars on my body. I hide behind no mask and bare myself truly to the world, not caring if they don't see who I really am. My height I would say is average, but I know that's not true at all. I stand at five feet four inches. My build is rather thin, though I like to think it's suiting of someone with my mind. Not quite pale, but not quite tan I would say I am almost a cream colour on the outside, though my insides are quite beautifully red. Soft brown hair tops off my looks, making me a very well rounded, but unusual man.

( нeaят on my sleeve ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - full of feeling ;
XxXxXPer... son... al... i... ty? You mean such a thing exists in all people? I suppose I shouldn't be surprised, but when all you see is people acting the same as everyone else, perhaps I just let my assumptions get the better of me. Oh yes, you were looking for mine, correct? Well, how I am and how I would describe myself may be completely different. Surely you know that everyone lies about their faults and accents their virtues. For myself I am intelligent and have a strong mind. I tend to question a lot of things, especially if they don't make sense. I am appalled by idiocy and aghast upon finding someone that will jump out without so much as a thought to their partner safety. My strong points also happen to be my faults. Though I think about how everything can be turned to my advantage, perhaps I think a little too long sometimes.

Ah, hmm. I suppose you could say I have a slight temper. Though I tend to keep it to myself, letting the feeling seethe inside of me before I snap at the idiot that invoked it in the first place. Or sometimes I will just keep it inside until I am able to release it. My rantings do sometimes get the better of me and I do understand that not everyone wants to know what is going on inside this head of mine. I may be classified as a sadist, if under the correct circumstance. I tend to imagine what it would be like to hold someone's dead body in my arms if they anger me. On the plus side, I do know how to preserve a man's blood and use it for my own biddings. Ah father, the things you taught me are fun tricks. I'm loathed to admit that I do have a softer side; however, this is only brought out toward one individual now, the only one that seems to understand my obsession with the dead. Though I am no killer, I would gladly dispose of anything that so much as tries to bother her. Perhaps we will be able to bathe together again soon; our ice stock is almost complete.
( ☆ ) - - - back in history ;
XxXxXThere isn't much to tell about my history and my past. I was the mortician's son; you know the man that took the dead bodies from the wake and buried them for you? Yes, that man. I'm sure you didn't know that he also drained the bodies of their fluids as well, so they could not pop back up to life after placed into the ground. My childhood was filled with watching the bodies come in and out to be laid upon the dinner table, pale faces staring up at the ceiling as if begging to be alive again; praying to be accepted with open arms. Though my father knew little about what Condui were or how they were trained, he understood that it took a strong mind as well as talent to get through the Basic Training. Perhaps that's why he made me question why the bodies came in and if there was such thing as a soul. He was an odd man, but he was my father and he loved his job. Not having to speak with other people as they feared the death you worked with would rub off onto themselves and curse them to early graves.

I spent the majority of my younger years following him around, just watching people as they dealt with death. Surely there had to be some way for these being to accept the fact that their loved one was never going to return to them. But that did not matter to me after a while, their faces blurred into that which I call humanity, it's filth showing through everyday on the way they act. Observation was quickly taught to me when one of the grieving party had swung at my father, openly accusing him of being the cause of the deceased party's death. They had been friends, drinking together and reminiscing about old times and even my poor unfortunate mother. It was for this moment that my father brought me along, so that I could see that I was better than them, that I was going to do things in a different way. All creatures die, what was the sense of placing blame? My father suffered a head injury that day, but thankfully it was not enough to harm his career or our income.

As I said I spent my life following him around, just observing. That is, until the Cult came and recruited me. I had been unaware of what I was until my birthday and then suddenly I found myself surrounded by these people that could do unusual things. Of course I had heard about them, it was part of my training. After all, we would treat people differently if they were a Condui or Terre. We didn't touch them at all, but rather sent them back to the Cult to be processed; we only served the common folk. The Cult however, now there was something of interest in my life. I had felt out of place, as is natural for the son of a mortician, however in the Cult it was different; yet very much the same as before. Everyone I spoke to did not understand they way I thought, that was until I met her. Though that wasn't until a few years later when she herself was recruited into the ranks. I spent years studying how to control the power that was given to me from a Terre, but they didn't pair me up with anyone. At first I didn't understand, I was just as capable as the others, but perhaps they had just been waiting for her all along.

( all тнe тιny deтaιls ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - bring me joy ;
XxXxX+ Hot blackberry tea
XxXxX+ Books on anatomy
XxXxX+ The colour green
XxXxX+ Puzzles with no defined endings
XxXxX+ The cold
XxXxX+ Death and the afterlife, if such a thing exists
XxXxX+ Ice baths and hypothermia
XxXxX+ The sound of the ocean's waves lapping over rocks
XxXxX+ Cold moonlit nights in the graveyard
XxXxX+ The trembling of muscles caused by fear in other people
( ☆ ) - - - Make me cry ;
XxXxX- People in general or as a whole
XxXxX- Rosy cheeks
XxXxX- Live animals, puppies in particular
XxXxX- People
XxXxX- Simple problems
XxXxX- Furr clothes or blankets
XxXxX- Children
XxXxX- Fire
XxXxX- The sound of a yelling voice
XxXxX- The sun
( ☆ ) - - - in my closet ;
XxXxXFears, secrets and weaknesses... who needs such things? My secrets are shared with Rue, who knows of my two dead parents and how they both died in rather tragic ways. She alone knows of my fondness of cats, though I am loathe to admit such a thing. There is only one thing I truly fear, as death itself provides with no troubling thoughts, to lose my precious Rue, I have no idea what I would do.
( ☆ ) - - - still looking up ;
XxXxXDreams are for the weak, those that cannot achieve what they desire. I desire Ascendancy for my partner and I. I desire to see people bow down to my intellect. I desire to walk over all the broken people that stand in my way to the top. I love my desires, they are goals, not just dreams.
( ☆ ) - - - my true love ;
XxXxXMy deathly gorgeous Rue.

( вeнιnd тнe cuятaιn ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - sing me to sleep ;
XxXxX30 Seconds to Mars - "Fallen"
( ☆ ) - - - paint my world ;
XxXxXPurple(#5400A2), green(#21EA00), and brown(#542000).
( ☆ ) - - - holds my strings ;
XxXxXZenAlexandros

[ZenAlexandros]

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[ZenAlexandros]

The Bemused Detective

( ωяιттen on my ғace ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - call it out ;
XxXxX Kristof Rasmussen
( ☆ ) - - - show me yours ;
XxXxX Pants not a skirt.
( ☆ ) - - - count the candles ;
XxXxX Twenty-nine
( ☆ ) - - - gonna get em ;
XxXxX Two ways to go, does it really matter which?
( ☆ ) - - - born to be ;
XxXxX Reluctant Owner

( נusт aт ғιяsт glance ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - open your eyes ;
XxXxX Dull green, appearing brown.
( ☆ ) - - - in the breeze ;
XxXxX Ebony brown
( ☆ ) - - - take a picture ;
XxXxX Ladies, ladies. There is enough for everyone.

( нeaят on my sleeve ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - hear me speak ;
XxXxXThe blood splatter indicated that the victim had been hit in the back of the head in a downward motion. Kristof let his eyes roam over the room, almost expecting to find the murder weapon in plain sight. Some of these criminals weren't the brightest match in the book, but it seemed this one was a bit smarter than the rest. The fact that the victim's face was covered suggested remorse or that the attacker knew the victim. Whether it was a crime of passion by the wife or even a lover would be told in time. Exiting the scene to let the others do their part, the brunet light up a cigarette and inhaled deeply of the nicotine tainted death trap.

Only one thought was on his mind as the body was being transported out of the building; he would have made a great ********. Smoke passed between the man's lips as he flicked the butt to the ground and stamped it out. The victim was a Caucasian male around twenty-three. He had been dead only an hour before they arrived, or at least that was what the corner said for his estimate. There were perks to the Criminal Reformation Act but there were downsides as well. The crime rate had dropped but there were those people out there that craved to be told what to do. Out of some sick sort of desperation those individuals sought out ways of getting put into jail. Most of them found that murder was the easiest way. Confession rates had gone up for this reason only.

As Kristof made his way back into the house, he wandered a bit. There was a blood trail that lead from the sitting room to the library, but there had been no sign that there was any weapon there. That meant that either the killer took it with him, or had disposed of it in another part of the house. Finding himself in the kitchen, he opened the fridge door. They had already been through this part of the house, everything printed and photographed, but something didn't seem quite right. Following instinct as he often did, the detective found himself pushing the refrigerator aside and turning his flash light on to peer behind it. Sure enough there was a golf club that seemed oddly out of place. A gloved hand reached forward and pulled it out.

Blood. Kristof bit his lip, quelling the urge that rose up in him at the sight. The murder weapon suggested that it was a crime of passion and if he looked it would likely match one of the two sets in the sitting room. Calling the lackeys, he passed it off. The rest of the evidence he wouldn't need to personally over see. When he went in later that day he would be briefed on everything. For now he had to make sure the lower staff members had been sure to question everyone on the block about what they had seen and where they were this evening.

The cute blonde neighbour was more than willing to help the investigation. Flirty and submissive, just how he liked them. She insisted to talk to Kristof personally, not wanting to deal with the 'pigs' as she labeled them. Well, he couldn't disagree. Most of the men on the force were out of shape and couldn't land a date if their lives depended on it. Lauren's most prominent feature had to be her enthusiasm. Large, round and perky. Unfortunately she was a person of interest in the case and that meant she was hands off. He would have to go to a bar tonight and pick up a woman or three; that would satisfy his urges and quell his random desires for a while. Kristof was good at his job, it was just very hard to concentrate when all of these cute little women were around that he would like to pin up against a wall and turn senseless with passion.

Unfortunately he wouldn't be able to take them home either. No woman wanted to go to a hotel room these days either, something about one night stands and never calling again. If he could find someone that would be able to fully satisfy him then he might settle down, but so far Kristof was very disappointed with any of the relationship he tried. Too many 'you cheated on me again's for his liking. It was easier to pick them up and dump them. Now he couldn't even do that. The brunet nodded at Lauren, watching as her chest bounced off as she left. This was going to be a very long day. He light up another cigarette, a pale replacement for sex.

( all тнe тιny deтaιls ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - bring me joy ;
XxXxX☆ Sex
XxXxX☆ Cigarettes
XxXxX☆ Blondes
XxXxX☆ Brunets
XxXxX☆ Caramel
( ☆ ) - - - Make me cry ;
XxXxX☆ Murderers
XxXxX☆ Drugs
XxXxX☆ Marriage
XxXxX☆ Children
XxXxX☆ Cheap wine

( вeнιnd тнe cuятaιn ) ☆

( ☆ ) - - - sing me to sleep ;
XxXxXJC Chasez - All Day Long
( ☆ ) - - - paint my world ;
XxXxXHow many I've slept with #667137.
( ☆ ) - - - holds my strings ;
XxXxXZenAlexandros

[ZenAlexandros]

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[ZenAlexandros]

CINNAMON

XIOMAR ✬ KAISER

PUNCH YOUR LIGHTS OUT
xxxPUNCH YOUR LIGHTS OUT
xxxxxxPUNCH YOUR LIGHTS OUT



THE ✬ BASICS

Hello my name is Xiomar Kaiser, Xi for short.
I'm at the age of Nine-teen.
So at school my standing is a Senior.
In fact, people call me Secretary at school.
I stand 6'3" tall.
On the scale I'm 193 lbs.
Hear that jam? It's Lights Out!


OH AND I HATE NOISE ⊕ ANIMALS ⊕ SHOES ⊕ YOUR FACE

BUT I LOVE WIND ♡ BOOKS ♡ MUSIC ♡ FOOD

IN ✬ DEPTH

Oh you'll know me when you see me. I have that outstanding personality, so just shut up and listen why! Hn, get out of my face and I won't punch you. How does that suit for what my personality is? I am a solitary person, I don't enjoy people and tend to think anyone that approaches me has some kind of death wish; one I could quite easily fulfill if the need was ever brought up. Of course, none of this would have happened if I merely kept my mouth shut, as mother always says, it's best to keep everything inside than be in another fight. ******** b***h has no idea what she's talking about. None the less, I am a very quiet person, I rarely express my opinion on things due to the fact that people tend to dislike what I have to say. I suppose that means I have a controversial nature. Not that it matters anyway, I am right with the things I say. Oh, that means I'm egotistical, doesn't it?

I tend to analyze things, everything and anything. I like to watch and pick up when you falter over your own words. I have a small habit of pointing this out as well. Maybe that's why I'm in so many fights. Personally I think it's just because I'm so damn pretty, but others disagree with that. I can't imagine why though. It doesn't really matter, as long as you're not louder than my music then I'm happy enough to let you follow me around and drool at my feet. However, the moment you make a noise to interrupt the beat, there's a good chance you'll either end up with a verbal berating or a physical beating. I don't discriminate between the two, so maybe you shouldn't stand right beside me when you push me just a little too far.

My past? Well, Past, present or future, they'll all just be the same thing. As a child I was raised in a traditional family. Or at least I'll assume it was traditional. I have a father that worked his a** off to make ends meet and a mother that never left the kitchen. I have no siblings but not for a lack of my parents trying. I believe they had a miscarriage before myself, giving me one older brother that didn't make it to the world and they've tried years after myself to have another; but sadly my mother never was quite fertile enough to have another. Naturally I did inform both that one is good enough, especially when it is one like myself, but they never looked convinced on this fact. I didn't have nice clothes, all were handed down from older relatives of the large extended family that I don't get along with and loathe seeing on a regular basis, but I was always warm in the winter; even if I had to bury myself under ten blankets just to keep myself from freezing.

I was sent to a public school at the beginning of my education. Strange how it is, but I still remember my first fight at the age of seven. The other boy had insulted my father, saying we were the lowest class and thus worthless in the eyes of society. Of course, he didn't say those words exactly, but in a more adult sense, that was exactly what was said. My natural response was to leave him alone, forget it had happened. However, when hands flew into my back and my face met the gravel littering the playground, I was not about to let some runt walk over me. I stood up and just as my father had taught me, I stood my ground. One sharp upper cut to the jaw and the boy went flying. I wasn't expelled from my first fight, but after five I was sent out and had to shift schools. This meant we moved around a bit. School after school put me out because someone said something off to me and decided to test the reputation I had gathered from previous schools. By the time I reached my eleventh year no school would take me.

My parents were distressed, naturally wailing about what a horrible child I was, oblivious to the fact that I wasn't listening to them due to the music in my ears. Eventually, after a month of debate, thankfully through summer break, they decided to enrol me into this strange little private school. Surprisingly the students tended to stay away from me, I finally had peace. That was until I suddenly found myself in this awkward situation of being some secretary in some kind of farce of a student council. But this too, like everything else will be a challenge. I swear, if that runt brings his a** over to me one more time and yells my name I will not only punch that pretty little face, I will knock at least three teeth out and make sure to break that damn nose of his. I can't stand people like that, but that has nothing to do with my past, more my present.



MY ✬ ISSUES

You tell NO one about this. . . I don't do relationships. You are either there and alright or there and an annoyance. If I had to think about it I could probably call Caramel my friend, but only because he wouldn't dare interrupt my music; he's too laid back for that. I'm just waiting for the day when Strawberry pops up, with that excited little grin and I pop him in the face for it. Something about that guy pisses me off more than it should. For the most part I just ignore everyone as best I can. Then there's that White Chocolate guy, he's... following me around. So far anything I do won't scare him away so for now I'm willing to put up with it. He just better watch out, I don't like hurting people when words will normally drive them away.

SHHH . . .

The voice in my head, ZenAlexandros , tells me to do everything. I have no control!

[ZenAlexandros]

xx♫♬ PUNCHYOURLIGHTSOUTxxxxxxxx☆☆☆

HIT THE PAVEMENT THATS WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT ┇ CAUSIN PROBLEMS MAKES YOU FAMOUS ALL THE VIOLENCE MAKES A STATEMENT
HIT THE PAVEMENT THATS WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT ┇ CAUSIN PROBLEMS MAKES YOU FAMOUS ALL THE VIOLENCE MAKES A STATEMENT
HIT THE PAVEMENT THATS WHAT I CALL ENTERTAINMENT ┇ CAUSIN PROBLEMS MAKES YOU FAMOUS ALL THE VIOLENCE MAKES A STATEMENT


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● ● 『 AND NOTHIN YOU CAN DO COULD MAKE ME EVER GO AWAY 』 ● ●
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[ZenAlexandros]

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