Post by alaric nicolas keznov on Dec 20, 2010 22:31:02 GMT -5
AlaricNicolasKeznov.
what's up, mille-feuille? i'm Alaric,
and i'm applying to your FANTASTIC
little site. i'm 18 years young.
i've only been roleplaying for 1 year
long, but you can still count on me to be
the interesting one.
thissong'sfortheemokids.
( withthepunkrock,rockabillyscreamolids )
name , Alaric Nicolas Keznov[/size]
nicknames , Al, Nic.
age and year , Twenty one. Teacher
sexual preference , Women.
birthday , April fourteeth, 1989.
style , Artistocrat and Dandy.
occupation ,Teacher
butdamnyoulookgood.
( andi'mdrunk )
( andi'mdrunk )
height ,Five foot 10.5weight , 167
tattoos and piercings , Bird tattoo on his shoulder.
best feature , Dark blonde hair, intense eyes, strong jawline.
general ,Alaric has longish hair that hangs in his eyes is not brushed back. He has a strong jawline and classically handsome features. He also has a strong, well built body, as per thanks to the 6 years he spent swimming competitively. His style is a more relaxed artisocrat with a touch of dandy. On days that he doesn't feel like taking the time for his appearance he will usually throw on a black turtleneck and one of his favourite jackets.
He has a strong fondness for scarves and from fall to spring you can see him wearing one. His favourite one is a pale blue knit one that he got from his mother. His shoes are always polished and shiny, he thinks it's unprofessional if they aren't.
playby , Some man.
littledeathsinmusicalbeds.
( soitseemsi'msomeonei'venevermet! )
( soitseemsi'msomeonei'venevermet! )
likes , Reading, writing, studying, dogs (he had three), science, swimming, birds, the color red, silver, daisies.
dislikes , People who are late, summer, lizards and the color pink.
strengths , Strong body, intellectual, logical.
weaknesses , impatient, has a temper, doesn't deal well with stress, red hair, reckless when pushed.
fears , Lizards, reptiles in general, being alone.
quirks , Must polish his shoes before going to bed, keeps a plant in his room named Matvey (Matthew).
secrets , Saw his mother being murdered from inside the closet when he was little. They still can't find the killer.
how , He was looking for something different to wear all the time. He was living in England and his roomate was the one who showed him his current style and took him shopping for clothes.
general , Alaric has a couple of screws loose. From traumatic events in his past he has a hard time with women. He is at a loss of how to treat them. Therefore he treats everyone like a an equal. He is somewhat cold and distant and keeps a very professional level in the classroom and in social situations. He has always been a polite boy and that trait carried through as he grew up.
He is scared of forming any sort of relationship with anyone because he is scared that they will be killed or that they will hate him. He is protective of what he believes is precious and wouldn't mind terribly putting his life on the line. He is only professional and cold until something becomes important to him and only then will he warm up to them. He has a faint russian accent.
wordsofwisdomfortheweary.
( seewhogetsitintheend )
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hometown , Saint Petersburg, Russia.
family , Mother (deceased, named Maria), Father (Luka).
pets , 3 dogs (Vadim, Kirill, Pyotr) and his plant, Matvey.
best memory , His mother singing in the kitchen.
worst memory , Seeing his mother get murdered and his father cry at the funeral.
history , After his mother's death, his father went straight back to works as a scientist for the government of Russia. Alaric was left at home all alone. For a while he would sit in his bed, depressed until an aunt or someone would check on him. His father got him the dogs one day when he was eleven so the house wouldn't feel so alone and his son would stop pestering him to play with him.
One day when he was about thirteen he found his father's shelve of psychology book and instantly became absorbed. He even forgot to eat sometimes, which led to his aunts scolding him. He began to do some small harmless classical conditioning experiments on his dogs out of curiousity. He began to study at a ferocious pace and graduated from school at sixteen.This was one of the only times he felt that his father was proud of him. He wanted to study abroad and easily won a fully paid scholarship to Cambridge University. He achieved his Bachelor's degree with ease and moved on to complete a master's degree in Psychology.
He was discouraged after achieving his master's degree and didn't know what he wanted to do with his life. His roomate suggested teaching, making jokes about improper student-teacher relationships., which resulted in the roomate getting a smack across the head. He searched around online and found Mille-feuille. He decided to apply and thought that the worst they could do was reject him.
we'rethepartyyou'rethepeople.
( let'smakethisnightaclassic! )
( let'smakethisnightaclassic! )
password? ,here comes the sun, doo da doo doo
sample post , The young man gently raked his dark blonde blonde hair from his eyes as he stared at the blank teacher's book infront of him. He was preparing to teach his first class tomorrow and he wasn't quite sure on what to teach. It was his first lesson after all, he should make it exciting or at least thought provoking. Groaning, he leaned back in his practical office chair and stared at the cieling. It wasn't much use now. He was too tired and it was too late in the night and he knew if he spent more effort on this he would just wake up grumpy in the morning.
He walked over to his beloved plant that lived on his window sill, gently, he touched one of the little buds and spoke to it. "Good night Matvey, I will vater you in morning, da?" he whispered to it quietly. Ever so gently, he gave the little bud a butterfly kiss, wishing it good health in the following days to come. The plant was special to him, it was one of the first things he bought when he moved over to England and it had kept him company through the five years he had been here. Smliling slightly the young man made his way over to his bed and quickly fell alseep. Tomorrow was the start of something new he told himself.
andthat'swhatmakesmylifesofuckingfantastic.
okay, so this application
is a fusion of our old one and an
application made by AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !?
of blank pages. don't steal, cause
that's RUDE. lyrics go
to A BUNCH OF PEOPLE,
but they're not ours. and, lastly,
don't stretch the board.
it's NOT COOL.
okay, so this application
is a fusion of our old one and an
application made by AMANDA IN WONDERLAND !?
of blank pages. don't steal, cause
that's RUDE. lyrics go
to A BUNCH OF PEOPLE,
but they're not ours. and, lastly,
don't stretch the board.
it's NOT COOL.
