Post by reece orson zephyr on Dec 6, 2009 18:37:04 GMT -5
I CAN’T HELP MYSELF
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SAY HELLO TO REECE ORSON ZEPHYR[/font]
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IT’S SOME KIND OF JOKE
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THE BASICS THE BASICS THE BASICS[/font][/center]
SO, WHAT'S YOUR NAME?[/B]
I'M REECE ORSON ZEPHYR. REECE MEANS ARDENT AND I WAS NAMED THAT AFTER MY GRANDFATHER. MY MOTHER ALWAYS WAS FOND OF ORSON WELLES AND HIS FILMS SO I SUPPOSE THAT'S WHERE MY MIDDLE NAME COMES FROM. AS FAR AS I KNOW IT MEANS BEAR OR SOMETHING LIKE THAT. ZEPHYR IS AN UNUSUALLY LAST NAME, AND DOESN'T HALF GIVE PEOPLE A HARD TIME WHEN TRYING TO SPELL IT. IT MEANS WEST WIND, AFTER ZEPHYRUS THE GREEK GOD OF THE WEST WIND. I HAVEN'T REALLY GOT MANY NICKNAMES, REECE ISN'T ALL THAT EASY TO SHORTEN OR WHAT NOT. NOT UNLESS I WANT TO BECOME REE OR SOMETHING...
AND JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?
I'M TWENTY-FOUR, AND I WAS BORN ON THE FIFTEENTH OF JULY NINETEEN EIGHTY FIVE.
WHAT RUNS THROUGH YOUR BLOOD?
I'M A MOON WEREWOLF, WHICH IS OFTEN DIFFICLT TO HANDLE. DIFFICULT TO HANDLE BIG TIME.
JUST TO MAKE SURE - MALE OR FEMALE?
I'M MALE. UNLESS MY PARENTS HAVE BEEN PLAYING SOME BIG ELABORATE HOAX ON ME.
WHICH WAY DO YOU SWING?
I'M ACTUALLY HETEROSEXUAL, ALL ABOUT THE GIRLS.
HOW DID YOU GET YOURSELF HERE?
I'M THE PHYSICAL EDUCATION TEACHER, AND I'VE BEEN HERE FOR A WHILE. COMING UP TO FOUR YEARS NOW I THINK.
WHO DO YOU MOST LOOK LIKE, AND WHY?
MY FRIENDS ARE ALWAYS JOKING ABOUT HOW MUCH I LOOK LIKE KELLAN LUTZ. I DON'T REALLY SEE IT BUT I GUESS PEOPLE SEE ME IN A DIFFERENT WAY TO HOW I SEE MYSELF. I'M ABOUT SIX THREE, WITH A MUSCULAR BODY. MY HAIR'S ALWAYS CUT QUITE SHORT - THOUGH SOMETIMES WHEN I LET IT GROW IT CAN BECOME EMBARRASSINGLY CURLY - AND A DARK BLONDE COLOUR. I'VE ALSO GOT THE ZEPHYR PATENTED BLUE EYES THAT ALL MY FAMILY HAVE. THE ONE THING WE'VE ALL GOT IN COMMON.
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ALL WE CARE ABOUT IS
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THE PERSON THE PERSON THE PERSON[/font][/center]
WHAT ARE YOU INTO?[/B]
OF COURSE I'VE ALWAYS GOT A CRAVING FOR RAW MEAT AND STEAK, SPORTS IN GENERAL, TEACHING - THOUGH THEY DO TEST MY PATIENCE, BEING ABLE TO RELAX, LISTENING TO MUSIC AFTER A LONG DAY, GIVING OUT PUNISHMENT LAPS (IS THAT TOO SADISTIC?), BEING ABLE TO ACT LIKE A NORMAL PERSON WHENEVER I WANT, MID-AFTERNOON SNOOZES (ALL THAT PHYSICAL ED TEACHING TAKES IT OUT OF YOU, HORROR FILMS - ONLY TO LAUGH AT. IT'S FUNNY TO SEE WHAT KIND OF HORRIBLE MONSTERS THEY HAVE WEREWOLVES PINNED DOWN AS. NOT HAVING TO PRESS THE BUTTON ON MY ALARM CLOCK ON SATURDAYS, BRILLIANT.
AND WHAT AREN’T YOU INTO?
SURPRISINGLY I'M NOT A BIG FAN OF HAVING TO CHANGE EVERY FULL MOON, WAKING UP NAKED OR WITH MUD EVERYWHERE, HAVING TO DEAL WITH UNRULY STUDENTS, THE STEREOTYPE THAT FALLS ON MOON WEREWOLVES, THE STUDENTS THAT PULL PRANKS TO IMPRESS THEIR FRIENDS, TYPICAL HIGH SCHOOL CLIQUES, BEING STUCK IN DOORS ON A SUNNY DAY, THE FACT THAT I COULD HURT SOMEONE (OR KILL), THE PAIN OF PHASING (IT'S NOT EXACTLY A BRIEF WALK IN THE PARK), COTTON CANDY - I MEAN WHAT'S THE POINT OF IT? DANCING, SERIOUSLY WHEN IT COMES TO THE DANCE FLOOR I HAVE THE COORDINATION OF A DRUNK ELEPHANT. OH, AND PEARS. REALLY HATE PEARS. ODD ONE THAT.
WHAT ARE YOU GOOD AT?
I'D LIKE TO SAY I'M GOOD AT A LOT OF THINGS, BUT THEN YOU JUST KNOW SOMEONE'S GONNA POP OUT AND DISAGREE. AS FOR THE THINGS I AM GOOD AT... SPORTS. EVER SINCE I WAS YOUNGER SPORTS HAS BEEN ONE OF THE BIGGEST FACTORS IN MY LIFE. I'M ALSO QUITE GOOD WITH PEOPLE, I DID BECOME SLIGHTLY SOLITARY FOR A WHILE BUT I'VE STARTED TO OPEN UP MORE... OR SO I THINK. OH... AND I GUESS I'M GOOD AT TEACHING. CONNECTING WITH A GROUP OF USUALLY FRIGHTENED KIDS IS ODDLY SOMETHING I RELISH. IT PUTS MY GUILTY CONSCIENCE AT EASE MORE.
AND WHAT ARE YOU NOT SO GOOD AT?
I GUESS YOU COULD CALL MY LACK OF KNOWLEDGE TECHNOLOGY A WEAKNESS. I'M FOREVER BREAKING THINGS - CLUMSINESS SOME MIGHT SAY - AND HAVE COME TO THE CONCLUSION THAT I'M SLIGHTLY MAGNETIC. COMPUTERS, TVS, DVD PLAYERS THEY JUST KEEP ON SUDDENLY BREAKING AROUND ME. IT'S STRANGE. I'M ALSO CERTAINLY NOT WHAT ONE MIGHT CALL AN OPTIMISTIC KINDA GUY. I'M NOT ALL DOOM AND GLOOM BUT THE GRASS IS DEFINITELY NOT GREENER ON THE OTHER SIDE. AND I DOUBT IT EVER WILL BE. ALSO I'VE GOT THIS TEMPER AND SOMETIMES IT LEAKS OUT, NORMALLY AS IT GETS CLOSER TO THE FULL MOON. LIKE I'M BECOMING MORE OF A WILD ANIMAL.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SECRETS?
-- I ENJOY VIOLENT, SADOMASOCHISTIC SEX.
I DIDN'T USE TO. I USE TO BE NORMALLY. NOW APPARENTLY AFTER BEING BITTEN I HAVEN'T ONLY GOT A CRAVING FOR RAW MEAT. IT SCARES ME HOW VIOLENT I CAN BE... I BLAME THE WEREWOLF PART.
-- I RAPED MY BEST FRIEND WHEN SHE WAS DRUNK.
IT WAS SHORTLY AFTER I'D BEEN BITTEN, AND THE NIGHT BEFORE THE FULL MOON. MY BEST FRIEND WAS DRUNK... AND... I WAS SO ANGRY WITH HER. FOR EVERYTHING. WE'D BE ARGUING AND SHE'D LAUGHED AT ME, THAT'S ALL IT TOOK. SHE DOESN'T REMEMBER A THING.
WHAT ARE YOU SCARED OF MOST?
I ACTUALLY THINK I MIGHT KILL SOMEONE ONE DAY. OR WORSE. CHANGE THEM INTO SOMETHING LIKE ME, AND NO ONE DESERVES THIS. IT'S ACTUALLY RUINED MY LIFE... I WAS ON TRACK FOR A SPORTS SCHOLARSHIP TO ONE OF THE BEST UNIVERSITIES IN THE WORLD, AND SUDDENLY THIS ALL HAPPENED. I'M ALSO AFRAID OF GETTING CLOSE TO SOMEONE AND LOVING THEM IN CASE THEY FIND OUT HOW MUCH OF A COLDHEARTED KILLER I CAN BE.
IF YOU HAD TO DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN FIFTEEN WORDS, WHAT WOULD THEY BE?
I'M A NORMAL GUY WHO'S HAD BAD THINGS HAPPEN TO HIM. OVER AND OVER AGAIN.
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BOTTLES GIVE ME SOMETHING
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THE HISTORY THE HISTORY THE HISTORY[/font][/center]
WHO ARE YOUR PARENTS?[/font][/blockquote]
ELIZABETH ZEPHYR (NEE MCKENZIE), FORTY NINE, HOUSEWIFE - HUMAN.
DARREN ZEPHYR, FIFTY TWO, TEACHER - HUMAN.
DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?
NONE.
ANY FAMILY PETS?
NONE
ANY OTHER IMPORTANT RELATIVES?
NONE.
GIVE ME A BRIEF OUTLINE OF YOUR PAST.
I WAS BORN IN THE GREATER LONDON AREA TO DARREN AND ELIZABETH ZEPHYR ON THE FIFTEENTH OF JULY. MY PARENTS WERE PRETTY RELAXED IN MY UPBRINING DESPITE MY DAD BEING A TEACHER. THEY WEREN'T HIPPIES OR ANYTHING BUT SINCE I WAS THEIR ONLY CHILD I GUESS YOU COULD SAY I ENDED UP BEING SPOILED. OF COURSE I WASN'T THE 'LIFE REVOLVES AROUND ME KIND' BUT I WAS CERTAINLY NO ANGEL EITHER.
THEN THE NIGHT WERE MY LIFE WAS OFFICIALLY RUINED. IT WAS SOME PARTY, AND I WAS WALKING BACK TO MY HOUSE. UNFORTUNATELY I'D DECIDED THE QUICKEST ROUTE WAS THROUGH THE WOODS. IT ALL HAPPENED SO FAST AND I REALLY REMEMBER WAS THAT IT WAS A FULL MOON, I WAS ATTACKED AND WOKE UP IN THE HOSPITAL TWO DAYS LATER. APPARENTLY I'D BEEN MAULED BY SOME WILD ANIMAL BUT IT HAD BEEN FRIGHTENED OFF BY SOMETHING. I WAS OUT OF HOSPITAL A WEEK LATER, AND ALREADY STARTING TO FORGET ABOUT THE DETAILS. ANIMALS LIVED IN FORESTS. AND I'D PROBABLY JUST FRIGHTENED IT INTO DEFENDING ITSELF OR SOMETHING.
TWENTY SEVEN DAYS LATER I WAS AT ANOTHER PARTY BUT THIS TIME I WAS BEING RESPONSIBLE AND NOT DRINKING. I DIDN'T WANT TO BE THERE BUT MY BEST FRIEND HAD ALWAYS BEEN A LITTLE RECKLESS AND I WANTED TO PROTECT HER. WHAT I DIDN'T BANK ON WAS BEING PERMANENTLY ON EDGE THE WHOLE NIGHT. THEN WHEN I INSISTED ON GETTING HER HOME WERE ENDED UP FIGHTING. SHE WAS PRETTY MUCH DRUNK WHILST I WAS SOBER, AND THEN SHE YELLED AT ME. SOMETHING STUPID AND CHILDLESS. ABOUT HOW I WASN'T HER FATHER, AND SHOULD LEAVE HER ALONE TO HAVE FUN. HOW I WAS SUCH A BORE. IT SHOULDN'T HAVE GOT ME. NORMALLY I'D HAVE IGNORED IT AND GENTLY COAXED HER INTO GETTING HER COAT AND GOING. BUT THIS TIME... I WAS SO WIRED. SO OUT OF MY MIND...
I RAPED HER. I CAN'T GET HER SOBBING OUT OF MY MIND... THE ENDLESS SOBBING. I COULDN'T SLEEP THE NEXT NIGHT, THE NIGHT I BECAME WHAT I AM. EVEN THEN DURING THE PAIN OF PHASING FOR THE FIRST TIME ALL I COULD HEAR WHERE HER SOBS. I LEFT HOME AS SOON AS I COULD WHEN I PHASED BACK. AFTER THAT I TRIED TO SEE IF THERE WERE OTHERS LIKE ME, AND STUMBLED ON DARTMOUTH. THEY WERE LOOKING FOR A PHYSICAL ED TEACHER. I WAS TWENTY, A WEREWOLF AND A DANGER TO MYSELF AND EVERYONE AROUND ME. ODDLY ENOUGH THEY HIRED ME AND I'VE BEEN HERE EVER SINCE.
EVER SINCE THAT NIGHT, WHEN I WAS BITTEN. I'VE NEVER BEEN THE SAME. I NEVER WILL BE.
YES WE LIVE FOR THE FAME
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THE ROLEPLAYER THE ROLEPLAYER THE R[/font][/center]
WHAT’S YOUR NAME?[/FONT][/BLOCKQUOTE]
BRYCE.
AND YOUR AGE?
SIXTEEN.
TELL ME SOMETHING.
I HAVE A BEAGLE PUPPY CALLED ROCCO WHO I LOVE MORE THEN MY BROTHER. XD ROCCO IS MY BABY.
CONTACT INFORMATION?
PM MAINLY, THOUGH IF YOU WANT YOU CAN JUST SEND ME A MESSAGE IF YOU WANT TO TALK VIA EMAILS. NO AIM, OR MSN I'M AFRAID THOUGH.
DID YOU READ THE LAWS?
ORANGE JUICE.
AND A ROLEPLAY SAMPLE.COMPARED TO some of the other students he'd seen at the school this boy was... different. The demonic part to Zach was intrigued by it, but there was still a part of him that was warning that caution would be the best. Even by demonic standards - and we all know how those are - this kid was peculiar. They'd want to hear about this - as soon as he got back. Resisting the urge to shimmer back somewhere were he wouldn't need to fight his flight relex tilted his head to one side, the smile slipping off his lips as he considered the boy. His hands slid into his pockets, in a bid to keep himself looking relaxed and indifferent. If you were tensed up it meant you were up to something. Most likely, and besides... it wasn't too hard to keep your body untensed and still be prepared. And the uneasiness he felt around this kid Zach was almost positive he wasn't imagining. Talk about gut feelings. Witches didn't normally edgy, but pushed the thoughts to the back of his mind anyway. He was being stupid, he was a sodding demon for hells sake.
AN UNBIDDEN smirk crept onto his lips. The corner of his mouth curling in a rather unpleasant way. A way he was all to used to, and it took him a moment to cover it. Cursing mentally at his slip up, he sighed, pushing the white baseball cap backwards slightly. "Kids of today," He muttered under his breath, the edge of his mouth tilting upwards slightly in an entirely amused way. Maybe a different tack? So he could finally drop this stupid student persona - honestly who was he convincing, and worse came to the worse? Well, he always had shimmering. He was a big guy anyway, not some wimpy lower level demon. And anyway, he didn't actually mean anyone harm - at the moment, but he was well aware that whoever this kid was he'd no doubt have a whitelighter trailing around somewhere. Not that the whitelighter could do anything, passiveness was a real bitch sometimes. "Little early isn't it?" He commented, losing his pretense of being a student, dropping the backpack onto the floor beside him.
ZACH LOOKED around the courtyard, still as empty as ever. "Most of the students are normally still snoozing by now. Or so I've been told," He noted, moving his gaze back to the boy. He had limited knowledge on teenager activities when it came to school - since he'd rather little experience on that as well - but he'd witnessed Eliza's two sons having trouble actually getting up in the mornings. Whenever he'd gone for a quick, sneaky visit. Zach gave an overexaggerated sigh, sometimes he wondered why he even volunteered for these things. It was one thing attempting to override good, but completely another to stick yourself in the middle of one of the most magically good places known to the magic world. Still, in his cocky over confident way, there was nothing of worth at the academy. Even if the higher ups thought so. It was a shame he seemed to have the most unconventional job in the world.
PULLING HIS hands from his pockets he looked upwards, he glanced towards the sun - still quite low in the sky - the early morning light casting small shadows around the quiet courtyard. He could understand the humans and witches in one way, their world really was quite attractive. The perfect kingdom, and much better then the darkness of the underworld. Zach turned his attention back to the boy, tilting his head slightly to the side again. "Ironic. The witches, the humans end up with all this," He gaze moved around the courtyard again, before he trained a cold gaze back on the stranger. "But I've got a gut feeling you're not a witch. Or if you are, you're powerful. And the... bosses I'd work for would know all about you," He narrowed his gaze. It was amazing how chatty he was, for a demon. He reckoned that was his mother's input. Installing her general gossiping ways on him.
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