Post by blackrose on Feb 6, 2010 14:57:24 GMT -7
† Alexandria - Lois - Constintean †
†Ale, Koko, Flicker†
[/center]† General Information †
Full Name:Alexandria Constintean
Nicknames:Ale, Koko, Flicker
Gender:Female
Race:werewolf
Age:25
Age they appear:Early 20's
Occupation:Bar Tender
Orientation:Heterosexual
Health Problems:Pyromania, Anger Issues
† Personality †
Basic Personality: Alexandria, or Alex, is open with her opinions on most things. She's not afraid to too tell you flat out how she feels. Werther it's mean or not. But Alex isn't stupid. She knows when to keep her mouth shut. Especially if her job or life is on the line.
That was just Alex's honesty code. Another defining feature too Alex's personality is her curiosity. If it's of any interest to her she'll more then likely stick her feet in for a dip and if it's real good she'll go in completely. This has earned Alex quite a good deal of information. But with all this info gathering Alex has to be careful. She doesn't leak out to much news, but just gives you sample. If you want more you usually have to work for it.
But under that playful curiosity is a darker side. Kay maybe not dark, but it's not a good side. Alex has anger issues. Even the tiniest thing that makes her agitated turns her angry. But it's the major stuff people have to watch out for. Merely stating something about her past, like trying to get her to spill, will cause her to explode. When this occurs Alex usually burns a drink. Her pyromania can be used as an anger meter for those who know her well.
Other then that Alex is pretty basic if you'll call it that.
Likes:
†Fire
†Chocolate
†Clubbing
†Walks through the forest
†Dogs
†Art
Hates:
†Cats
†Stuck ups
†Sluts
†Beer
†Humans
Talents:
†Drawing/Sketching
†Dancing
†Painting
†Singing
†Sculpting
Habits:
†Staring
†Burning Matches(for no apparent reason)
†Flinching
†Getting into fights(usually with females)
†Thumb Sucking
† Appearance †
Skin Color:Caramel
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color:Dark Brown
Build:Slender and fit.
Piercings/Scars/Tattoos:
Choice of Clothing:
Wolf Appearance:
Other:
† History †
History: Alex was born to werewolf parents, who were originally bitten. As a child Alex never knew her human relatives. In fact she was kept away from them. Apparently they were heavily religious and thus casted Alex's parents out when they had became werewolves. It was when she was at age twelve that Alex got the chance to see the rest of the family for the first time. However, their reaction to her wasn't what she expected. The family kids treated her like an outsider. The classic Rudolph can't play any reindeer games treatment. Alex even met the harsh tongues of the adults. They'd make demeaning remarks about werewolves behind her back. Alex began to realize that she wasn't welcome here, even among the adults. From that day forward Alex and her parents never made contact with them again.
Five years later, Alex was in high school and the treatment went from not so bad to horrible. Sure Alex hung out with the werewolf kids. But that couldn't stop the jeering attacks. Everyday Alex and her friends were verbally and psychical harassed. Psychical because the bullies knew the werewolves couldn't fight back due to consequences. These barrage of treatments began to take their toll and gave birth to Alex's anger issues. This linked with Alex's pyromania. She used lighters to vent her anger which soon got her addicted to fire. Fire and anger would also play a role in a big move that would cause th endangerment of her werewolf friends and other werewolf families.
It was on the day of graduation. Alex had endured the stabbing comments from the humans and would finally take her revenge. She had lite the locker of one of the girls, who started all of her pain, on fire! Every thong inside was burned, school books, folder, etc. The girl was in tears, but that wasn't enough for Alex. She had to make the final move. Alex ended up killing the girl, in wolf form, starting a riot. Alex hadn't realized what she done and the consequences of it until one of her friend's family was questioned. Even the local churches took it upon themselves to due something. Though their's was a rather bloody course of action. Alex's parents had no choice but to move and relocated to London. Hoping Alex's past would be erased there.
Alex's parents plan worked for a while, but Alex got occasional flashback tigers. Therapy helped with that and Alex lived a normal life again. Her parents died of a car accident that broke their necks. Till this day Alex still has a flashback, but it's rare.
Mother/Father:Janet Falt / Hedin Constintean
Siblings:none
Offspring:none
Other:none
† RP example †
The booming music of the club vibrated off the walls and the lights moved in timed sync with the music. Honestly the loud noise didn't bother me a bit. Working here I developed a tolerance to the pounding songs.
I quickly polished the shot glass I was holding, realizing I had polished the thing for the fourth time. Was I that bored? I looked around at the dancing crowd that seemed to get bigger and bigger by the minute. It was still a mystery to me how they moved in the highly limited space that was available. But they were having fun so I guess the amount of space didn't matter.
" Excuse me? " came a breathy voice.
A tall, well built, man had settled himself at the bar. His skin looked pale, but that could've been from the lights in here. His hair was styled in spikes that stood up all over his head. Talk about extreme.
" What would you like? " I smiled my happy-to-serve-you smile.
The man thought for a moment. Then he pulled out a twenty from his pocket. " White Russian. Keep the change. " he grinned and added a wink in.
I kept my smile and nodded. " Sure thing. " Another good tip to night. As I dipped under the counter to fetch a glass, I could feel his eyes watching me. It was normal of course. Guys watched me all the time. Some had even dared to flirt with me only to have their jealous girlfriends, who happened to be watching, pull them away. So when I poured the vodka, cream, and tia maria into the glass, after filling it with ice, I waited for his opener.
" So, how many before me? " he asked coolly. He must have been referring to how many guys had talked to me before he came. He stirred his drink and took the whole thing.
" Four, before their girlfriends dragged them away. " I replied. It was true. Four guys had attempted to start a conversation with me. Their girlfriends grabbed them before I could reply. Of course if I wanted to I could take them. Getting the girl away would be easy.
The guy leaned in. " So am I lucky number five? " I could smell vodka strongest out of all the smells in his breath. " Don't know. Is your girlfriend here? " I lured him in deeper. And as if on cue a leggy girl with long, blond hair marched up the bar. She put sway in her hips. Like I'd be jealous of you bitch.
" Hi, you didn't get me one? " her perky, yet pissed voice, was aimed at both her boyfriend and I.
He tried to explain, but she only stopped him mid sentence. Her eyes locked on me. I glared back, raising a challenge. Bring it bitch. I could swipe your face off if we weren't in such a public area. She put her hand on her hips. " He's taken. Is it so hard to actually find a man then to take one ? " she sneered.
I balled my fist into the cloth in my hands. So she wanted to play hard ball. The trick was a human I could smell it, which made me sad a little. This would be to easy.
A silky smile graced my lips. " No, It's just hard when sluts like you can't keep a firm hold on your man. " I grew out my nails on the hand wrapped in cloth.
The girl was going to say something back when her boyfriend stepped in. " Okay, okay. Hallee lets go! " he demanded and pushed her back toward the dancing crowd, not before throwing me an apologetic look.
I laughed silently to myself and grabbed the glass. The arguments may be useless, but the adrenaline rush I get is priceless.
† Let's talk about you †
Name: Koko
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