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[Captain.]

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[Captain.]

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[elfish]

My hands tremble more
I’ll lose my focus shortly
Why my broken legs standing here
I can’t even remember, I become scared
Where are you, who has laughing until just now

Why have fun noises left me? You’re far away
Why is it getting dim? These scars are like shackles

Curse me, curse me for letting go
Don’t leave me, my collapsed heart
Don’t leave me alone, I’m screaming
Want you, I want you like crazy
Your lips that left me shouldn’t love
Don’t love me, I threw you away

All I wanted was simply to give you an endless love
I had no idea that more excessive love would strangle you
Those days when I was torn from my wounded heart
A love that lost its way, I fill up with tears

Why is it that I still only bring out sad hellos
Why just until today, don’t push me away

Curse me, curse me for letting go
Don’t leave me, my collapsed heart
Don’t leave me alone, I’m screaming
Want you, I want you like crazy
Your lips that left me shouldn’t love
Don’t love me, I threw you away

I hope that you’ll catch on
That I’m a different you
I even embrace your
Nightmare from last night
Don’t let go of my hand

Curse me, curse me for letting go
Don’t leave me, my collapsed heart
Don’t leave me alone, I’m screaming
Want you, I want you like crazy
Your lips that left me shouldn’t love
Don’t love me, I threw you away

Your side, your side that has become cold
Don’t leave me, my torn heart
Don’t become even further away
Although I’m holding your hand
Remember, end it, I can’t forget you
I won’t forget my pain of being thrown away
I can’t forget it, you gave it to me

Even the reason I love became a sin
The deep wounds slowly
Burnt up and turned to ash
But to forget will be more painful than to lose it
As I kill my breath, I’m going to die
From the agony of goodbye
Bring it back to that moment

Don’t throw me away

{Walking Away} {Save Me} {Starting Anew} {Try Me}

Name;; "Polite, you are, to ask for my name before I begin introducing and divulging my private information. My name is Alcon Graye, no middle name. If you're question question is, 'why is your name 'Alcon,' then I will just tell you that my mother picked a random name from a book full of male baby names. Therefore, my first name has no importance. Obviously, 'Graye' was my father's last name. Even after my mother and father split ways, my last name never changed."
Name Meaning;; "Oh, you're actually interested in the meaning of my name? After some research as a child, I discovered that my first name means 'powerful and complete.' It's a bit ironic, because I'm nothing like those two words. And Graye? Well, it's safe to assume that it refers to the color."
Nickname(s);; "Tell me, what is there you can do with a name like mine? None? Good. Don't give me any nicknames; I guarantee that I won't respond to anything else other than my given name."
Gender;; "Ah, if I must tell you, I am of the XY chromosome."
Age;; "Seventeen years of age, but I've been told that I look and sound much older than that."
Birthdate;; "December thirty-first. I pity my mother, who was spending Christmas day in the hospital giving birth to me."
Zodiac Symbol;; "Capricorn, last time I checked."
Birthplace;; "The state of New York, city of Albany."
Locations of Residence;; "Within these seventeen years, I've lived in Albany, Tokyo, Europe, Seoul, and then California. I guess I've seen a majority of the world, huh?"
Nationality;; "...Can you not look? Your questions humor me, honestly. I am half Asian by my father's side and half Caucasian by my mother's."

Height;; "I stand a bit taller than the average, I think, at around 6'2"."
Weight;; "Do you know that this question is extremely rude to ask women? Luckily, I am not a female. My weight would be around 152 pounds, give or take several pounds. It tends to play around that number, so it's not exact."
Body Type;; "Are you asking if I'm fat or something? Hmph, you're quite shallow." Alcon has a slender, lean body type. In fact, some people would call him 'scrawny.' No muscles at all, but doesn't have significant fat. Just no abs, biceps, or triceps for this fellow.
Eye color;; "Kind of a stupid question, don't you think? To save us both the embarrassment, I will just give you a straight forward answer. I have dark brown eyes. Impressive, is it not? Note the sarcasm, please."
Hair color;; "Let it be known that I've never colored my hair before. Never ever thought about it because, why? Why would I want harmful chemicals in my hair that may or may not improve something as trivial as my appearance? My hair is light black, if that shade is even possible. You see, it is indeed black, but has a lighter color than pitch black. A brownish kind of tint, perhaps?"
Skin color;; "Yet another retarded question. If you are a blind mouse, then I will tell you that I have pale skin. If you are not blind, then I will tell you that I am a deep orange."
Tattoos;; "Why would I be interested permanently etching ink into my skin? How would it look in about thirty years? Yeah, that's what I thought, so this is a 'no.'"
Piercings;; "Again, not interested in poking holes into my body. If it was meant to be there, then my body would have holes for that very purpose."
Scar(s);; "This is overly rude." There are scars littering his abdomen, all a shade darker than his natural pallor. There are some on his back, right on the shoulder blade, but those are very few. There is one scar on his head, though. If you ever run your fingers through his hair, your fingers would be able to feel this very slight dent a bit behind his right ear."
Birthmark(s);; "No."

Personality;; Alcon is an average man, I guess. He cares for each and every soul, even if they are shunned by society. Yes, the three words of love frighten him, but he will never stop caring for each human being. If there’s a homeless man begging out by the streets, Alcon would offer food and perhaps even shelter for him. In his opinion, no one should suffer because of their mistakes, because they probably already get it. Whenever there is an argument, Alcon prefers to stay out of it unless he personally knows one of the people. Even if his friend is wrong, Alcon would defend him hopelessly until the end. But once in private, you can bet the young man would scold his companion. He goes out of his way to do little things such as helping a child retrieve his rubber ball, assisting the elderly across the street, or helping a lost being. Really, he has no trouble helping people. You can easily describe Alcon as a kindhearted soul. He used to tutor the little kids, you know. The young man used to teach the kids about his massive knowledge during his spare time, earning money while he was at it. Another two words to describe Alcon are brave and loyal. He never backs down from a challenge, even if it seems impossible. I guess you could also call him determined then. Anyway, he is immensely brave – almost to the point of being an idiot. He’s not scared of anything and tends to keep a poker face nowadays, save for the two things he is extremely frightened of. You can even call him stone-faced. Although he does his ways of caring for others, his face is always wearing its cold mask. His lips are unmoving and his chocolate brown eyes show little to no emotion. Even if you randomly pop out at him in the middle of a dark forest, he wouldn’t be frightened at the least. If anything, he’ll call you immature and be on his way out. Maybe it’s because of the way he grew up; his parents barely allowed any emotion. From the age of four or six he was slapped for crying. So he eventually grew accustomed to having a straight face. Even if he seems like a harsh person, Alcon has a really kind heart. THe is loyal to the end; once he makes a pledge to you, you can bet that he will do his best to accomplish it. He will never waver to anyone else; after all, the pledge was made to /you/ and only you. Why would he waver to someone else? Another thing: his trust is not easily earned. It’s not something his parents molded him into; it’s just something he naturally had. His trust is something you have to actually earn, and it won’t be easy. But once you have it, Alcon will be loyal and kind to only you. If you break it, he will never forgive you. He’s the kind of person who holds grudges, you know? He will suddenly become as cold as ice towards you. A damaged trust? That’s nothing; it can always be rebuilt. But he will never forget the time the trust was damaged, mind you. The young man’s memory is comparable to those of an elephant, if I had to tell the truth.
There is little that could seriously anger Alcon, but that doesn’t mean there aren’t any. For example: liars, scammers, disloyal people, and violent beings tend to get on Alcon's bad side. Oh, let’s not forget the immature and “godly” people! He absolutely /hates/ the people who believe they are deities and the ground they walk upon should be kissed in honor. It’s just those people he has a problem with. If he doesn’t like you, Alcon won’t even look at you. It’ll look as if he’s staring right past you at an unseen person behind you. You can call this immature and snobby, but Alcon is the type of person who heavily depends of first impressions. If your first impression on him is someone unlikable, he probably won’t adjust to you well. He isn’t the one to argue and fight, but that doesn’t mean he won’t. All humans have a limit, don’t they? Alcon just has the ability to contain it; he tends to bottle up his emotions until he literally explodes one day and goes on a rampage. When arguing, Alcon tends to keep his head and refrains of shooting insults left and right, but his tongue does occasionally slip up and an insult comes out. If you push him too far, he will start throwing things around; books, sticks, bricks…anything he has in his hands. And all the while he’ll be shouting and arguing. His fights rarely get physical though, because he tends to avoid physical fights. If he thinks you deserve an apology, he will gladly comply and apologize. But keep in mind that he has pride too much for his own good; it’s rare that he will apologize. But if he does, cherish it.
Likes;; "There aren't a lot of things I like. If you're talking about academically, then I like to study. In particular, I like Chemistry, arithmetic, history, and English. Easy subjects, right? At least, I find it easy. Other than that, I can't really think about what else I like. Does solitude count? I like being alone; hate being surrounded be people. Person space. I like having my personal space and hate it when people intrude upon it. As for hobbies, there aren't a lot either. Reading, sleeping, playing the occasional board game. Hm, I don't really seem like an interesting person."
Dislikes;; "There are a lot of things I dislike. Loud, whiny, bratty, rude, inconsiderate, flirtatious, stupid, clingy, and touchy-feely people. Cheaters, push-overs, and liars. That's just people-wise. Due to my stupid father, I dislike the dark, but not to an extent where I rock myself in a corner whilst sobbing violently. It's just somewhere that I'd rather not be in. When guys try to get my sister interested in them, it amuses me, but also angers me. I'm quite protective of my sister, can you tell? Little, petty things that I dislike are cats, birds, and insects. Although I can ignore stress (I pride myself in being disdainful, therefore nearly stress-free) I tend to go crazy when the stress starts to pile on and take its toll on me."
Fear(s);; "Why would I confide in you with my private thoughts?" His number one fear is losing what is left of his broken family -- Felicia and Sandy. That's why he defends them so fiercely and will give up everything he has for them to be safe. His love for them is very strong, even though the family is not a typical family. Another fear he has is of his father, Chunhwa. Sure, the man is safely behind bars, but what happens if he gets out? Alcon fears that the man will come after his family.
Talent(s);; "How about everything academic-wise? I'm intelligent and clever, to be brutally honest. While the rest of you bumbling fools are still stumped over something, you can bet that I will have finished by then. In most of my classes, I have the reputation of being the 'walking dictionary.' A label I don't really care for."
Dream(s);; "My dream? What is this, some psychological evaluation?" Alcon dreams to get his family (minus his father) back together. To see them happy and safe again. But other than that, Alcon also dreams to land himself in a good-paying job.

Family;; "A funny question, because mine is not a typical American one. My parents are named Felicia and Chunhwa (I'll let you guess which is which) and my sister is Sandy. Chunhwa's in jail, Felicia in a mental institution, and Sandy hanging out with a bunch of egoistical, drunken fools."
Pet(s);; "I don't have the time to deal with such trivial matters."
History;; "Well, I would tell you, but then you wouldn't be very happy."
Alcon had a difficult past, but not an overtly dramatic one. You know, where someone is murdered or dies. No, not that. Just stupid decisions made by his father. You see, his father was prone to violence. He was an alright father, but was always busy and swamped with work. Therefore, he often drank alcohol to drown his problems. Alcohol left him groggy and violence-prone, which was why Felicia often ordered the children to stay locked in their rooms whilst he sat downstairs in the kitchen, washing his problems away. Temporarily, anyway.

Alcon was always a smart child. He received the highest marks in class and was ranked in the top three, and so did Sandy. Why? Their father was terribly strict on grades. If one should receive something lower than an "A," said child would be locked in a closet with a lamp, pencil, eraser, and a stack of papers and workbooks relating to the subject. Only when the child completed the stack of work correctly would he or she be let out. Alcon was already terrified of being locked in that enclosed space with only a lamp to keep him company, so that alone was motivation for him to keep studying. Sandy, though, was the child whose grades danced between "A's" and "B's." As you can imagine, she was punished the most by Chunhwa. Felicia was always a quite, submissive women. The mother was too frightened to defend her children against his strict ways. But, hey, what he was doing was legal, right? He was providing them food, a roof, and clothes. They weren't harmed in any way, save for the occasional spanking.

Chunhwa was transferred overseas to Tokyo, Japan, when Alcon was eight. So the whole family moved, packing what little items they had and sitting on a terrible plane ride all the way across the world. Alcon attended school there, where he found it extremely difficult to keep up in class. The language. He didn't understand. Their teaching techniques. Once again, he didn't understand. A test marked with a particular low grade sent Alcon into a locked closet for the rest of the night, one day, so he forced himself to learn the language more fluently. He would ask classmates to teach him simple sentences, at first, and then would take online lessons at home. And Sandy? With her grades already tip-toeing the line back at home, where she knew English, she did much worse in Japan. She failed tests and subjects so badly that Chunhwa took to spanking her. He fell drunk one night after a particularly long, harsh day at work and heard of Sandy's terrible grades. Angry and drunk, he yanked her out of the children's room and started to beat her with his belt. Alcon could hear her shrill shrieks that ripped throughout the household. He also heard Felicia's helpless, muffled sobs somewhere in the background. He ran down the stairs, where he yelled at his father with fear in his eyes. The father turned on Alcon and started to lash the belt at him, too, aiming for his soft, fleshy torso. Chunhwa laughed and snapped his wrist once more, where the metal buckle slammed Alcon right at the side of the head. All went black after.

When he woke, he discovered that Chunhwa was in jail for the time being for child abuse. The doctor told him that he wouldn't suffer any long-term damage for his head injury and that he was very brave for defending his sister. The belt marks on his abdomen, though, would scar. Sandy was left with bruises that would heal and little cuts. Weeks after he returned home, they moved back to America. His age? Thirteen, at the time. He grew up in America for the rest of the time. The marks his father left in his family is still there. Sandy still flinches whenever she receives a grade that would be deemed 'average' by everyday people. Felicia still breaks out into sobs at random moments. Alcon is probably the most stable of the family, and the others hold onto him as if he were a beacon. It stresses him, you know. So what does he do to release his stress? Simple, he studies. Studying is like his escape from reality, which is why he excels in school.

Sexual Orientation;; "I identify myself as heterosexual, and have no thoughts otherwise."
Crush;; "I've never been interested in 'love.' Actually, let's not even call it that. Idiots these days take love for granted. It takes a lot to impress me, as I'm one of those few guys who aren't social butterflies and flirtatious. But it's better that way; at least I know that whatever relationship I form isn't a casual one."
Girlfriend;; "Impress me."
Exes;; "None; I've never been in a relationship."
Type;; "This is a question strictly reserved for friends. We are not friends." Obviously, the girl that wants to catch Alcon's eye must be somewhat intelligent. You cannot be some dimwit and expect to impress him so. No, he's attracted to girls with a mind of her own and isn't an idiot. Now, after that, Alcon seeks honesty. He absolutely cannot stand liars and your chance of being with him will reduce to a negative number if you are caught lying. Looks do not matter for Alcon because he is not shallow, only seeking for the girl's personality. In short, he likes intelligent, honest, lightly humorous, and mature girls.
Turn-offs;; "Well, let me warn you that this list can, and will, be fairly long. I'm a pessimistic, I suppose. Anyway, in a girl, I hate seeing laziness. Sure, I understand getting tired and all that, but I cannot stand it when a girl is just...lazy. Much less when she's asking me to do something. Like holding her bag the entire day? H*ll no; she can do that herself, unless she was handicapped for some reason. Needy, spoiled girls who think that she is 'cute' make me want to strangle a puppy, so don't expect to win my favor if you pout constantly and whine like a little baby. She cannot expect me to be Superman, because I am not. Lack of hygiene, admittedly, turns me off, too. I don't mind oiliness or acne, as those are natural things caused by the body. One cannot control hormones, right? But brush your hair, take a shower, and wash your clothes. The basics. If I must summarize, I dislike needy, spoiled, 'cute', air-headed, immature, and unhygienic girls."

Cellphone;; "I really don't need one, but just in case of emergencies, I have an Alcatel OneTouch."
Car;; "I don't own one. How do I get around, you ask? There are things that exist. They are called buses and bikes."
Job;; "I work unhappily as a waiter at a cafe."
Room;; "I guess I could tell you. My bedroom is strictly average with no creative designs whatsoever."
Other;; Hello, Captain c:

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[Make_a__Scene]

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;
The ship has weathered every rack, the prize we sought is won;
The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all exulting,
While follow eyes the steady keel, the vessel grim and daring:
But O heart! heart! heart!
O the bleeding drops of red,
Where on the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

O Captain! my Captain! rise up and hear the bells;
Rise up—for you the flag is flung—for you the bugle trills;
For you bouquets and ribboned wreaths—for you the shores a-crowding;
For you they call, the swaying mass, their eager faces turning;
Here Captain! dear father!
This arm beneath your head;
It is some dream that on the deck,
You've fallen cold and dead.

My Captain does not answer, his lips are pale and still;
My father does not feel my arm, he has no pulse nor will;
The ship is anchored safe and sound, its voyage closed and done;
From fearful trip, the victor ship, comes in with object won;
Exult, O shores, and ring, O bells!
But I, with mournful tread,
Walk the deck my Captain lies,
Fallen cold and dead.

The Basics ;

Full Name --
James Adrian Ramsey

Nicknames --
None. He detests being called Jimmy

Gender --
Male

Age --
19

Birthday --
December 30th

Birthplace --
Forks, Washington

In The Mirror ;

Eye Color --
Dark, dark brown

Hair Color --
Auburn

Height --
5'10.5

Weight --
143 lbs

Body Modifications --
-A tattoo down his forearm, which reads, "It's a frightening world to be alone in".
-Lip ring

Digging Deeper ;

Personality --
James is a loner, a true loner. Although he comes from a large family, he spends all his time in his room, writing. When he's not at work, he's in his room. When he was at school, he sat in the back corners of the class. During lunch he found empty classrooms to eat in, completely shutting himself off from his peer group. He went to the same high school for all four years, and very few people knew much more than his name.
He suffers from slight ochlophobia, but only in the sense that he becomes uncomfortable in crowds. He is easily annoyed by human interaction and finds himself sweating or trembling if more than two people are gathered around him. He is perfectly comfortable, however, observing people from what he determines to be a safe distance.

Theme Song --
Iris - Goo Goo Dolls

History --
James is the most extreme stereotype of a middle child. He has always felt ignored, and had felt as though his accomplishments have been simply looked over compared to that of his siblings'. James practically lives inside his head; is days are spent inside of books or absorbed within his own words. He's never really understood how to properly interact with people, despite his large family and his keen observations of the human race itself. Having watched his life go by from the outside for so long, he perceives everything in the world to be plastic, even himself at times. He has to make himself bleed in order to remind himself that he is in fact still alive, still human; that's what humans do, after all, they bleed. James has never been ashamed of his self-harm. In fact, he didn't know why his older sister got so worried when she saw the thin red line across his wrist. He did end up getting in trouble for it, though. What he perceived as trouble anyway. His parents scolded him, and then they both sat down and talked with him, sending all of his other siblings out of the house. He didn't enjoy that talk at all; they had suggested him seeing a psychiatrist, which he adamantly refused, convincing them that he had only wanted to try it once and wouldn't do it again. He did it many more times after that, though was more careful about anyone in his family - or any adult figures - seeing the silver hashmark scars.
He used to run away fairly often, usually going to stay with a boy named Guilherme. The most recent and final time, after he returned home his family - parents and older siblings - were waiting for him in the living room in an eerily movie-esque set up. Apparently he hadn't been as careful hiding his scars as he had thought. His parents, worried about his continued self-harm as well as the fact that he seemed to be a shut-in, shipped him off to New York; and that pretty much only served to worsen James' idea that he was merely overlooked. The only positive aspect about this situation is that he will be able to gather some new, interesting plot devices and character personalities for his writings.
James has only ever had one boyfriend and only been on one date with a girl. Neither ended well.

Family --
Siblings (in birth order) :
Aiden, Emily, Gabrielle, Gavin, Ella, and London

Likes --
-Writing
-Candy
-Being alone
-Girls
-Boys
-Pain
-The moon
-Music

Dislikes --
-Coffee
-People
-Dark chocolate
-Cough syrup, or medicine in general

Sexual Orientation --
Bisexual

Crush --
---

Boyfriend/Girlfriend --
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[Captain.]

{ @Elfish - I'm actually not too sure if you put the password anywhere in your form or not. I can't find it anywhere, but your form is pretty big. I'm not going to accept you until you PM me, because I'm not all too sure right not, ahaha. :3

@Make_a__Scene - Remember to add the password when you finish your form. c; }

[Make_a__Scene]

|My skeleton is a huge wip.
But it will be done by tomorrow.||

[Captain.]

{ Alright, no problem. c: Just remember to finish it as soon as you can. x }

[skye.]

- Posted my form, but it's still a work in progress ^-^ I just decided to post it since I won't be having a chance to post it other than tomorrow night -

[MsEnchanted]

{Can i join? sounds like an interesting rp}

[Captain.]

{ @S k y e. Your form looks amazing already. :3 And you don't have to worry about the twenty four hour deadline for reservations since that basically is your form. Just post again or PM me when its completely finished. c:

@MsEnchanted As long as you're literate enough and read the rules. :3 }