Post by ALEXANDER MALBEC on Jul 17, 2011 20:00:00 GMT -5
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Alexander "Alex" Malbec,
twnty-four, angelli, male, charismatic, lustful, manipulative,
GREY || Andrew Stetson
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Answer to the best of your ability...but no one word answers!
[/color][/b]If you could kill anybody in the world and get away with it, who would they be?
A very hard question, indeed, though I must say the one responsible for my brother's death. Loss is a terrible thing, and for that, the one responsible deserves to suffer with as much severity as possible. On the off chance I decided to change my mind, however, I would probably choose someone who posed a threat to myself. Selfish, possibly, though not many understand my logic.
If you had the choice to save a person's life, but in return yours ends; would you do it?[/color][/b]
Absolutely not. Quite frankly, I don't care about many, and those that do hold my interest are never more then an enjoyable fuck. Should I care about someone to the extent that I would risk my life for them, dear lord, it would be a miracle.
What did you get up to last night?[/color][/b]
Well, my evening was considerably normal, consisting of me heading off to a club of sorts, and being content enough to stay quite late. I found a woman worth my attention and charmed her, quite the easy feat, and we had quite the good time. As she fell into a deep sleep I left her room with ease and headed back to my own residence, before falling into a sleep myself. So, I suppose I awoke to an empty bed.
Have you ever been in love? If not, do you want to be?
No, and god no. I thought, at one point, that I was in love, but obviously that didn't turn out well for me. If I had really been head-over-heels for the girl, I wouldn't have been unfaithful, and aimed to hurt her so severely. As to wanting to fall in love, well, I believe love is something I may be incapable of. It is nothing but a nuisance, something that will hold me down with shackles, and thus I will steer clear of it with the best of my abilities.
I hear you have quite a history. Care to share?
So, I hear you wish to hear about my past? I suppose I could enlighten you, should you be intent on listening.
I was raised into quite the wealthy little family of four, consisting of my mother, father, brother, and myself. Both my mother and father are angelli, which I suppose is obvious due to my appearance, and they were truly kind, compassionate parents. I was raised with good morals and rules, and as odd as it may seem to some, I grew up to be quite the little golden boy. I realize I've changed since then, thank you.
So, as you most-likely expected, should you hold any intelligence whatsoever, things slowly started "going downhill." My brother, who I cared about despite our differences, was brutally killed in a car accident when he had just turned fifteen. I was seventeen at the time, and I must say, the event slowly started to change me. I went from a happy little boy to a suddenly hardened man. I grew drastically mature, pulling from my parents like never before, and started venturing past most boundaries. My parents believed the stage would pass, and although I'm still, in a way, the same, my brother's death wasn't what really caused my personality to change.
When I was nineteen, going to a high-class school and finally preparing to move out, my behavior had stooped to an obvious low, and my parents had practically turned their backs on me. I hadn't bothered to care, nor do I now, though it made my change all the easier. Now, I had a girl at the time, which I happily called my own, because yes, at one point I could be faithfully committed. She and I were very close, and in a night of passion and what seemed to be love, my life took a complete change. I'd never experienced something so utterly wonderful as the company of a woman, and immediately lost most control of myself. I strayed from her when she went off for schooling, being unfaithful without a second thought every time the chance was brought to me, only to return home in the morning, and send my "love" an email about how much I missed her. I learned to love the fire, the manipulating. I had a perfectly beautiful woman in the palm of my hand, and yet, I could still get everything I wanted from most others.
I suppose I was just born lucky.
Now, because of this realization, my ego soared through the metaphorical roof. I lost myself in the absolute pleasure of women and manipulating, loving the power that their broken hearts brought me. It's a beautiful thing, to feel so, utterly empowered. I would go through women like they had no feelings whatsoever, without remorse, all until my twenty-third birthday. My habits still haven't changed, that much is true, although my life took a great turn.
I had finished school and was at a club of sorts, when one of the drunken women pointed out the bold tattoo wrapping about the bicep in my left arm. I was stunned, though soon learned what it meant. I was pulled to be a member of council, and took advantage of my ability to influence others. I, to this day, use the ability to my advantage. But, is that such a problem?
After all, no one is perfect.
Geez, i hear the Council are being bitches these days. Your view on them?[/color][/b]
Oh, are they now? I'm certainly glad to know what the public thinks of us. Though I haven't truly spoken with many of the fellow council members, I will admit some of the women are quite ravishing. How one could speak offensively to them, I will never comprehend.
Idea of a perfect date?
Should I actually bother to go on such a thing, I suppose--I'm terrible sorry, but I simply cannot decide. Getting romantically involved with another is far too difficult for me to imagine.
If your life had a slogan, what would it be?
I don't rightly like stereotypes, though I may have to, for the time being, say that "keep your friends close, but your enemies closer." I believe that this slogan is quite... intriguing, as if you keep someone close, then they will surely gain trust in you. Then is the best time to rip that relationship apart with savagery, in turn destroying your enemy from the inside.
Your favorite meal?
I don't have one, to be entirely honest, as long as it's not absolutely horrific-looking.
Wow, you have quite a reputation around here. How'd you get it?[/color][/b]
I have my ways. Oh, you wish to hear them? Ruin my fun, why don't you. I suppose my habits with women tend to come up in conversation, as well as my aggressive attitude. I blame myself entirely for such reputations, and inf fact, revel in them.
Do you like your family?
Hardly, though should I be forced into contact with them, I will treat them with respect and false caring.
Good or evil? Which do you choose?[/color][/b]
I believe both titles are rather dramatic, though "evil" is certainly where my calling lies. I am an angelli, that surprises most, though sides in myself have been brought to life that I could never have imagined. I flourish in terrible situations, and will do practically anything for a form of entertainment, be it a quarrel or the company of anyother.
So are your sheets being tousled or what?[/color][/b]
Certainly, did you fail to hear me speaking about my past? Life would be rather bland without sex, that much is obvious to me.
If you had to chose, what is your least favorite thing about yourself?[/font][/color]
My temper. Although I seem calm and collected to others, when I get angered, I go into overdrive. I will act out violently without another thought, and even though my maturity level is above most, I will cuss and act aggressively, like some sort of animal. Quite the charming trait, I'm aware.
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holy shit, GREY is that you? we haven't talked for 7489343942674782432.98 years! that is just ridiculous.
we should meet up sometime; PM ME UP, DAWG ok?
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[/b][/i][/size][/color]Actually rightnow? Omg. I'll add one soon, I promise. You guys know me, right?D:
