"You don't know the real me, only I do."
- has blonde hair in the beginning of the roleplay -
【 Elijah Ray Cipriano 】
Sixteen - Aquarius [♒]
██████████People call me...
███████████████♦ Crypt [not until later]
███████████████♦ Elijah Cryptic [not until later]
██████████People think I am...
███████████████☑ the moon
███████████████☑ my sister
███████████████☒ my facade
███████████████☒ my parents
███████████████☒ Mexican food
If the past makes you who you are, then this is what made me into this...
I was the middle child of three kids, born into a fairly rich home. I got everything I wanted and had amazing grades and semi-cool friends. Was I happy though? No, I wasn't. Really. My mother expected me to be like my brother who is now 21 in college and my father expected me to be an honorable man and protect my sister who is currently 15 and a freshman in high school. I could do the sister part because I absolutely love her; she's the only one who is closest to me in this house. The thing I couldn't handle though is being the perfect image of my brother and watch my sister 24/7. I would get yelled by my mother at when I got a B and beaten by my father when my sister got bullied and I wasn't there to stand up for her even though in most cases I wasn't even able to be there. I can't be perfect for them.
That's why I've slowly grown depressed from all the pressure and hatred I feel towards me by my parents. I hated it. I just wanted to be loved by them for who I was, but then I turned into a sad pathetic sight. At least, when I'm alone, I'm that way. In front of everyone, I'm this happy-go-lucky young man with a future. I don't believe I have a future. I'm not happy with my life. I just wanted to be me.
Who is the real Elijah Cipriano you ask? A guy who loves music and wants to have a good time. He loves anime and video games and he enjoys dressing up like character from those things. He enjoys music that "normal" people would find satanic and is a pyromaniac. He's contemplated suicide a few times and has cuts and scars hidden on his body from the hatred and sadness he feels. He just wants someone to love and by loved by for who he is. He'd never want to do anything bad unless he decided he needed to for his gain. You want an even more depth description, befriend me and make me feel like I can be me around you. You'll find out then.
Two years ago, I saw this girl in freshman year of high school. She was getting hit on by this jock, but she declined his attempts to get with her. He kept at it even so. I was about to step in and help her out, but then she beat the guy's a**! I thought that was the coolest thing ever! Ever since then, I've kinda been keeping an eye on her and getting a little crush on her. Don't tell anyone though! We're on opposite sides of the social spectrum; I'm "popular" and she's with the outcasts. I wish I wasn't "popular" though. I feel more like a lone wolf in my end. Maybe there's just some way to get her to notice me... Then, I could probably be myself around actual people... I dunno... It's a theory; her and her friends seem to be themselves all the time, so I thought... Who knows? I gotta make her notice though first...