Post by BLYTHE LAZZON on Oct 31, 2011 16:40:11 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, border-left: #373e46 45px solid; border-right: #515c69 4px dashed; background: #d8d8d8; padding-top: 16px; padding-right: 16px; padding-left: 16px; padding-bottom: 12px; -moz-border-radius: 10px; width: 368px;] BLYTHE ELIZABETH LAZZON ----- selfish, outspoken, lustful ----- twenty-four, halfbreed, female,  sammie || audrina patridge { make yourself shine } If you could kill anybody in the world and get away with it, who would they be? |
If I could kill anyone and get away with it...would I? To be rather frank, I would have no one I hate enough to kill? Killing is a....bad bad thing. Something I fear I do not think myself capable. That is not to say that if the time were to come and I had good enough motive to do so, that I could not find it end me to end another's life, but at this particular moment in time, I have no one that I think deserves to die?
If you had the choice to save a person's life, but in return yours ends; would you do it?[/color][/b]
End my life to save another? How in any way, shape, or form do I benefit from this? Let me tell you something; I don't. The only place this gets me is six feet under the ground. Why is this persons life more valuable than my own? Why should I give up my life to save theirs? That just seems pointless. I can not phantom any reason why anyone would even CONSIDER this.
What did you get up to last night?[/color][/b]
Last night? I was working. To be honest with you, it is what I do most nights. Have to make a living somehow, do you not? However, on nights that I find myself free from work, I can usually be found at Silver Kisses. I can not resist a good party, and when you live in a town such as Nox you never have to worry about finding a good time. There is always one to be found. Silver Kisses is generally the best party though. Killer DJs, the best drinks, and fine boys. How on earth could one pass it up?
Have you ever been in love? If not, do you want to be?
I can honestly say that never once in my entire twenty-four years of existence have I ever even had the smallest feeling of love for anyone other than my parents. Definitely never been in love the way you are referring to it. It is not to say that I am one of those people who believes that love died with the humans, or that it simply has never and still does not exist. It just... well it holds no place in my life right now? I prefer to sleep with whom I please and have no worries or fussing that seem to come attached to that word. Other people are in love? Well that is great. I just do not see it in my future. Granted I have never had a good example of love to go by either. My parents were matched, and they absolutely loathed each other. The only reason I am here is because of that guilty little sin of lust. I mean, how can two attractive people resist each other?
I hear you have quite a history. Care to share?
Oh really? Now who have you been talking to? Oh never mind. So you want to hear my history. huh? I do not believe it is any thing of great importance, but I do adore talking about myself, so I will bore you with all of the fabulous details. My father was...is... an Angelli, and my mother a Shade. They personally never have, and never will, get along, but unfortunately for them, they were matched when they were eighteen years old. Stuck with each other as my father often said. He tried hard to make things work, but she would have nothing of it. But as her sin was lust, things happened and well, as you know, here I sit. It seems a waste that I was an only child. Maybe if I had had siblings, my life would have been more interesting? In fact, maybe I would have turned out to be a whole other person than I am, you know? Do siblings not do that to you? Almost define who you are? Maybe I am making that up. At any rate, I was, am and will always be an only child.
Nothing really drastic ever happened in my past. I went back and forth between my mother and my father. Both spoiling me to convince me that they were in fact the superior parent over the other, and naturally I told each of them exactly what they wanted to hear so that this ritual would continue every time that I visited. I was rather well off on both ends. Both of my parents came from rather well off families, so I was never really in want for anything... accept attention occasionally, but I normally found my own way of getting it. I attended school like you would expect some one my age to. I didnt have a horrible experience or anything? Sure, some people were not the kindest to me, considering I was not fully a Shade or an Angelli, but who the fuck cares you know? I had my circle of friends, and I think I did just fine for myself.
When I graduated I decided I wanted to make a name for myself. I had no desire to accept the help from my parents, though I loved them both dearly. I felt it was something I needed to set out to do for myself. So with just a little bit of money I left the town of Pandora and found myself in Nox. I rented a small grungy place to stay, and set out to find a job, and that is exactly what I found. Sure, so people might think that being a dancer for Luxuria is a disgrace, but fuck them. It is how I make a living and it seems to be working out just fine for me. In fact, I find that I can make connections to certain people through my job. If you happen to know how to move it the right way, you never know whose eye you will catch. You might be surprised at the people that come into Luxuria... then again, maybe you would not.
Geez, i hear the Council are being bitches these days. Your view on them?[/color][/b]
Well I can not say that I am surprised to hear that people are talking bad about the Council. I find it a little ridiculous that people think such bad things about them. I get it... some people think that the Council is 'unneeded' and that they 'nose into thing', but honestly? I think our world would be mass chaos otherwise. Is that not what happened to the humans? I think that if our Gods believe that a Council is needed, then who are we to judge otherwise?
Idea of a perfect date?
A perfect date? Do such things exist? haha. Hmmm, I guess that if a guy wanted to give me a perfect date, he'd better start by showing up with flowers. Of course a lot of girls say flowers are a waste because they die, but I promise you all girls love to receive flowers. So a nice bouquet of my favorite flowers, which are pink roses in case you were curious, and a nice dinner would be the perfect start. Bonus points if you actually cooked for me. I'm just saying. Then of course, I would adore going to Silver Kisses for some dancing and drinks. The atmosphere would make any date ten times better. Plus I could show you what I can do...if you get what I am saying. Then, if you've behaved yourself...or rather...have not, we would end at my place, with you getting very lucky... and not in a lottery winning kind of way.
If your life had a slogan, what would it be?
"If I don't benefit, why should I care?" And can you really argue with that? I did not think so.
Your favorite meal?
Oh food...gracious. I am not much of a breakfast eater.... though to be fair that can be from the mere fact that I usually sleep right through breakfast. You can win me over with a very nice turkey and cheese sandwich though, put together just right with tomato, bacon, miracle whip and lettuce. A side from that, I do not take the time to cook. I simply just can not do it. So anything I eat comes out of a can. Spaghetti O's, soup, ravioli. I just take what I can get.
So times are hard, aren't they? What can you do to protect yourself?[/color][/b]
Times are hard. I have an amazing sense of self survival. I think I would have what it takes to keep myself alive. I also seem to be pretty good at worming my way out of sticky situations. I honestly have no clue how the hell I do it... I just... I guess I'm a smooth talker when I need to be? haha. I kind of have a bit of the shades power? Unfortunately no where near as much as an actual shade does, but I can sort of fade into the background? I've worked on it...a lot. I do not exactly blend, and you can tell that something isn't right in the room, but hey, I can complain too much can I? I hear some half-breeds can't do anything at all.
Wow, you have quite a reputation around here. How'd you get it?[/color][/b]
I am really quite curious as to who you are getting your information from! Honestly! I find it funny that you would call it a 'reputation'. But I guess if you tend to have an opinion, and are not afraid to share it, people might consider that a bad thing. So what, I'm opinionated. I never thought that was a bad thing before? If I have something to say about something...or someone for that matter, I never hesitate to say it. What good comes from keeping stuff in? Let me answer that for you... none. You might have been able to gather by now that I tend to be a little selfish... well it is true. It is called 'survival of the fittest' so you can be damn sure that I am going to look out for number one. I'd be willing to bet you are a damned liar if you tell me in the end you would not do the same.Everyone has that instinct of self preservation.
I suppose I can be a charmer when I want to be. If there is something I need out of you, I can find the right words...or moves to get what I want. With saying that though, I am also one of the most stubborn and bullheaded people I know. If I set out to do something, I am going to do it my way, and most likely without any help from you. I do not take directions well...at all. In fact, I guess it would be safe to say that I can become a bitch if you keep offering help or advice after I have told you I do not require it. So sue me. I also tend to be a little lustful. I enjoy having a good time with the opposite sex. I like being viewed as sexy. Is that so wrong?
Do you like your family?
Oddly, I love my family. I mean, if it were not for my parents, I would not even be here, am I right? Of course I am right. I may not make them so proud right now, but despite everything I do believe that they love me. I guess I'm the glue that really does keep that family together.
Good or evil? Which do you choose?[/color][/b]
Well if this is not the most loaded question I have ever been asked... I can not phantom what would be. Is it really that black and white? I do not think there is. Sure, I guess some people are simply good, or simply evil. But I full heartedly believe that there is this nice gray shade that falls between there, and I think that is where I would be. I do not set out to do intentional evil, but usually I do not set out to do intentional good. Generally, anything I do would have a positive impact on my own life. As I have said before, and will continue to say, why on Earth would I set out to do something that is not going to benefit myself? I guess I suffer from pride...greed....and lust though, so I tilt more towards the evil side than the good, but do not get the wrong impression of me and declare me a dark lord or anything, ha.
So are your sheets being tousled or what?[/color][/b]
Haha, I'm sorry, what was that? Are my 'sheets being tousled'? What a peculiar way to word such a thing! But between you and me, it is very safe to say that they are, and quite often at that. If there is fun to be had, why on earth would I not have it? As I said, love is something that just does not seem to have room in my life right now, so until...if ever... that day comes, I plan on having fun.
If you had to chose, what is your least favorite thing about yourself?[/font][/color]
If I had to chose my least favorite thing about myself... it would be..... oh wow, this is harder than I thought. A real thinker, mind you. I guess thing I like least about myself would be how stubborn I can be some times. Even if I KNOW you're right, if I do not like you, I will still argue with you just because I do not want to back down and let you win. Or if you tell me I can not do something, how I will do whatever I can to prove to you that I can in fact do that. I guess I get annoyed at myself for it sometimes. But hey, what can I do? I'm not going to change who I am. Deal with it.
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{ introduce yourself }
holy shit, sammie is that you? we haven't talked for seven years! that is just ridiculous.
we should meet up sometime; oppositesdistract on aim ok?
{ show off those skills, baby }
The place was more crowded than Charlotte had imagined it would be. To be honest though, she really wasn't entirely sure what to expect. Carter and Charlotte didn't really go out to eat a lot. Occasionally, for a treat for Carter, Charlotte would let them go to a diner in town for dinner. Then of course when they went to see Charlotte's parents, they would usually take the two out. Charlotte just wasn't all that big on eating out. She preferred to cook, and it was a heck of a lot healthier for Carter than going out all the time was. She liked to save that for special treats... like today for instance. Carter had no clue who Josh was, and to be honest, he really didn't care. He was just excited to be meeting one of 'mommy's friendboys(Carter refused to say boy friend, because he couldn't decipher the difference between boyfriend, and boy friend. Carter though Charlotte dating guys was 'gross'. Kids.) and to be going out to eat to do it. Charlotte was blessed with a social kid. Granted it could also be a curse, for instance when Carter would walk up to strangers in the store and strike up a conversation with them. The six year old was absolutely fearless. Well, except when it came to sleeping at night. The one thing the boy couldn't stand was the dark. He'd often tell Charlotte that 'It wasn't the dark, Its whats IN the dark' that he was scared of, and that he really just wanted to protect her, and he could only do that if he slept in her bed. It was adorable, and slightly irking all in the same time. But the boy had a way of making her worst days better, so she took the good with the bad with a smile on her face.
When they had first gotten there, she had half a mind to turn around and walk out before Josh spotted them. It suddenly hadn't seemed like such a good idea. Part of her wondered if Josh would be able to sense it. She wondered if he'd be able to just look at Carter and <i>know</i>. She wondered the same about Carter too. Would he be able to look at Josh, and know that he was his father? God Charlotte hoped not. It was a secret that she had kept hidden for six, almost seven counting her pregnancy, years now. Its not that she was ashamed, not at all. Carter was conceived out of love, there was no doubt about it. But Josh had such big plans, big dreams, and hell, he was gone and they were broken up when she had learned of her pregnancy. There was no way that she was going to call him up and drag him back from his dreams and force him into a harsh reality. It wasn't all selfless though. Charlotte was stubborn, and if she'd admit it, just a little hurt that he didn't want to stay, that he was willing to give them up to chase his dreams. So her stubbornness played a part in it as well, though the major reason for trashing her own reputation and making Carter's father sound like it was a just a one night thing with a guy from school (something SO out of character for Charlotte, it was almost UNbelievable really.) She's the one who got pregnant, she'd be the one to deal with it. Carter was the best thing that had ever happened to her though, and she never regretted that last night with Josh, not even once. Though, there were times that she almost called Josh up, almost called to say "Hey by the way, we have a two year old son together." "Hey, today is your sons forth birthday party, if you have time" or even "hey, your son started his first day of school..and I bawled like a baby." There was no easy way to do things now. Six years.... She hated that Josh missed out on those six years. But he couldn't miss what he never had, now could he? As long as she played it cool, Josh never had to feel that pain of loss.
<b>Carter, please sit in your seat correctly babe. It is incredibly rude to stand in a chair, no matter how bad you want some ones attention.</b> She said in a very motherly voice, but with a fond smile on her face directed at the blonde headed boy. She couldn't look at him every other way. Discipline was always hard for Charlotte, because Carter knew how to tug at her heartstrings. Luckily, the boy rarely needed discipline, she truly was blessed with the best kid ever. <b>He really likes you, you know. He's a very friendly boy, but it truly is shocking how quick he took to you.</b> She said, sending a smile towards Josh as Carter started eating some of his chicken again. Man it was amazing how much Carter looked like Josh. It was even more amazing how fast Carter DID take a liking to Josh. Carter had only known the man for fifteen minutes, and he had already given up sitting by Charlotte because he wanted to sit by 'Mommy's cool friendboy.' The first time he had really rejected Charlotte for anyone. It would almost hurt, if it wasn't so darn cute. <b> Really, I don't know what to tell you. I haven't been up to a whole lot in the last six, seven years. I was set to go study abroad in Paris, and then I found out I was pregnant. So things didn't work out there, but I'm glad they worked out the way that they did.</b> she said, sending another fond smile at the boy, who was now coloring a page that the waitress had brought him. <b>So I took a few years off with Carter, got my Associates Degree in Art, and am working on my Bachelors in Interior Design. Working a waitressing job at a restaurant not far from the apartment and raising a perfect child.</b> she said with a slight laugh. True, the girl had had plans. Before Josh had planned to leave, Charlottes plans had been to study art there in LA, maybe open her own business, take the world by storm with her art as well. Then once he had announced he was leaving, she decided fine, what was keeping her from her dreams then? She was going to go abroad, study from the best. Hell, maybe she'd never even come back to America.... and then her plans all changed with the pregnancy. Charlotte, the Valedictorian of her class, didn't even go to community college until she was twenty one. Sad really, it was.
Reaching across the table, she placed her hand on top of his for a moment, <b>It is really good to see you again Josh, you've no idea.</b> she said giving him a warm, sincere smile. Taking her hand off his, she glanced at Carter to make sure he was still wrapped up in his coloring, he was quite the little artist as well it turned out, before looking back to Josh. <b> So tell me about what the last seven years has held for you! I've heard you really made something of yourself. I am very proud of you! One of the biggest management companies in Los Angeles at the mere age of twenty five. That is quite impressive. You've got the world at your feet it seems.</b> It was hard not to know how successful Josh had become over the years. It seemed that he had accomplished all of his hopes and dreams and she couldn't have been prouder of him! Though it did just make her think that what she had done was right. He couldn't have possibly have gotten this far with Carter and her weighing him down.It was good to see him happy, it was all she had ever wanted for him.
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