Post by damon on Jun 7, 2011 0:27:42 GMT
DAMON LUCAS ELLIS !?
'lets start a riot'
'lets start a riot'
hey there! so, tell us all about you... let's start off with the basics. what do we need to know?
"Me? Who doesn't know me, Damon Lucas Ellis, named after some great name that my parents decided for me. I'm a twenty-one firetamer (wicked right?). Yeah, I bet you want to know about my sexuality. I can easily say I am a COMPLETELY straight guy! Couldn't be straighter! I love women! Sure, I've got women friends, but the only one I want to be having sex with is the one of the female kind. The war? I guess you could say that I'm apart of the 'darkside' because of my dark pranks, but I could care less. I'm not neutral though... hate the humans and believe they should all die for their stupidity. But we'll get to that later. "
so, a little birdy told me that you're pretty gorgeous... describe yourself.
"A little birdie? How about a thousand little birdies who have ran into the wall after being distracted by how hot I am. I'm six foot one, one hundred seventy-five pounds and all muscle. The only flaws that I can really think of is I've got a couple of scars here or there on some fights I've been through, but you can't see most of those with all my clothes on. I tend to keep my shirt on unless I'm doing some hard work. My clothes are pretty baggy, even for my size, but it's not like I care about what I wear. One of the big things about me is my crazy wild blonde hair up and everywhere with piercing greenish blue eyes. Cute huh? By my style, you wouldn't call me cute though. I usually wear a big dark coat around... and just.. regular style. Sometimes I get a little scruff after I forget to shave, but I always take it all off when I start itching. Um... oh, and I usually get really pissed when people tell me I look like Garrett Hedlund. That fucking gay cowboy? Man, he ain't got nothing on me!"
i'm sure that your personality is something else completely, tell me all about your self, can't wait to hear it!
"Well, you've started seeing how I am just by your previous two questions, but I guess now I have to go into detail. The one thing I love more than troublemaking is a good laugh. I hate seriousness, and quite honestly, love goofing off and messing with people! I'm not totally social, but I do chat here and there. Most of the time, I only have a hand full of friends, as too many might rat me out with my schemes. I like my family. I mean, sometimes they can be really annoying the way certain family members lecture me, but I still love them. It can easily be a love hate, depending who I talk to. I think people are intimdated by what I like; doing what I want, pranks, comedy, hot girls, drinking, smoking, sex, getting away with something, burning things, and the obvious, fire. Though I really dislike humans, authority, police, bookworms, books, failed attempts, boredom, tradition, enclosed spaces, seriousness, and stupidity (who likes being stupid?) Strengths you ask? Well, damn, what don't I have? I'm quick witted, as after so many times to come up with a story on a whim, you sort of devolop the skill over time. I'm extremely good-looking, as much as many may not like to admit it. Despite what most people think, I actually enjoy a challenge (on something I care about, like women and pranks), I don't care what other people thinks about me, awesome at covering lies, and and very charming. Weaknesses? I only lists these because I'm required to, even though truely I nothing wrong with me. This is just what people tell me... I'm overconfident (psh, where do they get that?!), I'm a cheater, I'm a thief, and I'm a liar (okay, maybe those three were a little true) rebellious, poor grades, and stuff that doesn't matter, I don't give my best. Um... I think- wait, how could I forget to mention my love life! I don't get into relationships. I know I can't commit, so why bother wasting my time when I can have druken sex instead? I've never been in one.. except the one in high school. Yeah, yeah, big bad Damon had his heart broken. It was stupid and I was a fucking idiot. And If you tell anyone, I will light you on fire. Now, my desire is to live life to the fullest... and do whatever I want and still get away with it. "
i would love to hear about your past, i'm sure it's oh so interesting...
"Oh god, I have to name my entire family?! You fucking suck. I hope you have a pen and paper. Out of the Ellises, my parents and siblings are the bottom the fifth highest. My mom is Alastrina, dad Florentine had the four of us. I'm the eldest son, but I still have an older miss perfect sister named Aphrodite (yeah, as in the Greek goddess) and two younger siblings, Riley and Rowan. My aunt Albany is my mom's twin, and she is married to Galvin with kids Fletcher and Evelyn. My uncle amery is married to scotia with kids roman, finn, and calan. My mom's cousin is actually the big head honcho conley, married to serafina (dizzy with confusion yet? I'm not done) with kids aiden, calida, and asher. Finally, Conley's brother, my mom's other cousin, is Bidelia, married to Jackson and has kids, Calla, ashlin, tullia, and darby. No, I'm not doing ages. They all kind of murge. I just know who is older and who is younger. Thats all thats important. Alright, now my little history.
Uh... my childhood was great. My parents were high school sweethearts, both firetamers, and everything was great. First came my sister just as spoiled and beauitful as she is today, then there was me, as beautiful and clever as I am today. I was a troublemaker from the start. I liked to experiment my small pranks with my older sister (I wasn't allowed near the younger ones) and it was great and stuff... then I went into school. My parents told me I had to blend in with the humans. God, I was so frustration. I also knew that there was other dark forces that I didn't want to mess with, so I obeyed that rule. Sure, I aced kindergarten, but after you actually had to do something useful, I was stupid. Yes, when it comes to actual knowledge, I'm a big dumbass who had no way of learning. Things started to get worst when I started hanging with a wrong crowd in my freshman year. They started me drinking and smoking, but they also told me the important things in life, like careful who you trust. They were pretty cool for a bunch of humans. I was a lone wolf. Except for the hot chic that ended up causing me big trouble. I watched her from afar for a while until the rumor came around that she had her eyes on me too. I went over to her house drunk one night and for reasons I can't remember, we started to date. We dated for four years and I had the thought we were going to be like my parents, high school sweethearts. There was one problem. I had no idea if she was human or not. I certainly was, and if she was, she probably wouldn't have told me. So, I decided to tell her. She. Freaked. Out. She got up and started calling me all these bad names and curses at me and threats. I didn't mean to but... I kind of... sort of... set her house on fire. Don't worry, no one was hurt. She tried to frame it on me, but it's pretty hard to believe I started a fire like that, so no one believed her. Eventually, the woman that broke my heart in two moved away. I haven't even tried committing since. Why bother? I'll find some firetamer and fucking breed just so that I can pass down the Ellis line. And again, if you tell anyone, I'll light your ass on fire. Don't think I won't. "
who is the amazing mastermind behind the likes of you?
"Who, Emily? Oh yeah, she's a pretty cool chica. Sometimes she's known as Emilyness if someone else was cool enough to take her name from her. She's sixteen and has been doing this for three years, but she recontly took a break. Yeah, I was kept locked up tight in her mind for almost six months. It was hell. I never got to do anything. I managed to talk her into rping again, and I'm stoked! You know, I'm nothing without her. I actually have grown to like her... sadly enough. Her work is below, if your interested."He supposed that in the end running into Tori at this time of the day was a good thing. As if it would have been any other time during that day, it was probably her demanding about the rumors. There probably was still rumors, but after a while, she might have gotten the hint. Micheal could have easily lied, but sometimes it was nice not having to lie all the time. Honestly he had to lie more then he told the truth. To get in the end all he wanted. It was nice to hang like himself once in a while, which was the reason he liked to hang out with Trent and Matt so much. Others might have called them the biggest not a very nice persons that ever lived, but all they did was the one thing society failed to do: live life the way it should have been lived. Drinking, f**king, and partying until you died. Thats what animals did, wasn't it?
He still contiuned to put his poker face on, ignoring the bright light that came from his phone. It probably wasn't important from whoever it was. Ah, sunnys. Honestly the only reason so many people were in the music, choir, band, all that jazz in it was because Sunny was f**king hot for her age. Micheal couldn't lie. He had his fantasys. Until he found out she was bisexual, in which all of them disappeared. He learned to hate just about any type of weird gay or half gay people. Mostly because that was just the way that he grew up, but he felt it was his own personal opinion. Obviously there was something wrong when two guys or two girls got together. Reason there are two different species. He shunned them, so of course he avoided music with all his might. Not that he didn't have any strange talents with music anyway.
All his talents included looking good and playing sports. He had beautiful hand-eye cordination, the quick ability to think right on the spot, and the strength to use when he needed it. The sex he got probably helped. His muscles flexed just thinking about it, still swinging the keys from his fingers, making himself feeling like an important person when he did so. There was actually a lot of signatures on his key thing. Mostly of previous girls with random numbers. He told Tori the half truth on this story. As he had been collecting names and numbers on it for years, which was the thing he told Tori. What Tori seemed to rather look over or didn't notice was the fact that the list began to grow.
He contiuned to swing the keys as he made a soft laugh at her, with a simple soft shake of his head, "Oh, cherie, you do people too many favors." He teased, using a small French accent along with it. His father taught him from a young age how to roll his tounge the right way to where he could do the accent like a pro. For the fun of it, he would go into a bar, make up this huge story about coming to the Americas, then before leaving, making sure he spoke right and proper English, leaving the restruant with a laugh of his own. The only problem with doing this at the local bar was that his dad owned it. Which meant that his dad was working the shift. Micheal could never get away with any drinking of any sort because of it. He always had to send others instead.
Micheal payed attention to the 'didn't want to go home'. That was easy. All he would have to do is invite her over. Wouldn't have to try to imply anything, because it always seemed that a girl took it way too personal when a guy said it. Micheal was probably one of the ones that actually meant it, but all the same. "How about my house?" He asked very causually. He didn't expect her to freak out, especially since they had been together for about two years now. Which was really frightning to think about. No one thought he would ever commit for that long. How funny that they were right.
Micheal thought very quickly about his response. Of course he wasn't going to say try to contact a girl who he needed to talk to. That was out of the question. So instead, he just made a very easy shrug, "Nothing much. Not going to football practice today." He annouced, answering the question before it was even asked, as she probably would have known about that. Micheal was in sports just about all the time, but football had to be his favorite. Also interestingly enough that Matt was the big captain star person. With a crooked smile, he added with a quick look over her "Your not allowed to grow anymore." He kept the annoyance out of his voice very well, as he had much practice over it.
