To avoid wasting time, I'll skip any introductions and sugar talk.
I'm Alistair Bain, yeah I know, my mom was a hippy when I was birthed and so I ended up with the weirdest name imaginable, point it out and I will not hesitate to stomp a mudhole thr- Nevermind, I am not even going to submit myself to violence.
I obviously have a short fuse, take advantage of it and it just burns quicker.
I know I keep talking about my temper, but I do try to control it and strive to be a nice guy, even though I really am probably the most anti-social person you'll ever meet.
I get bullied a lot, yeah, I have been bullied all throughout elementary school and middle school, now here, it's made me into who I am today, anti-social, constantly paranoid of walking out my front door and judgmental against everyone else.
A bit on my history;
When my mother was carrying me, my father wasn't eager to have a child, so he left her for an old flame of his. Not giving up, my mother raised me, we had a lovely home in the country, growing our own food..When I was seven, she was killed by a drunk driver, he t-boned her after running a red light, flinging her car into a guard rail and crushing her, killing her instantly.
I was taken unwillingly from my home without much time to pack, I ran through the corn but they still caught me! Taking me to a foster home without telling me what happened to my dear mother...When I finally did find out after a month, I ran away, only to be caught again...So I trudged, home to home, foster families to foster families that all just didn't want me, so they passed me on, most just taking me for the money they would receive and to have another punching bag for their rambunctious children.
My looks are simple, I have lean muscles that line my body but I'm not nearly as big as some, don't care to be, either.
My hair is cropped right now and is usually ruffled from sleep, I don't care for shirts as they restrict my movements and are hard to keep up with.
I have a few tattoos adorning my body, one on my back is of a Phoenix spreading it's wings, the wings run along my arms in fiery feathers, another is an cross on my left bicep and the last are three words in cursive on my stomach that reads; "Born to die"
My eyes are black, giving it an eery look, and my pupils are weird, they are always dilated, they stay the same large size, once again, eery, so the sun hurts my eyes, which requires I wear dark sunglasses constantly.
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The name is Alea, don't need to explain the origin because you should already figure out that my parents decided to name me an odd name, why question it further?
I'm eighteen years old and I act far older than I truly am.
I'm not a girl that's easy to get along with, while I may seem like a feminine girl at a distance, I'm usually the one hanging out with guys or handing their arse to them, I'm a heavy drinker, I admit that, I'm a decent height and weight, I'm far more muscular than most girls, lean muscles, anyway.
Reaching 6'0 and weighing 125 lbs. I'm pretty in shape and healthy.
I'm pretty much covered head to toe in tattoos, most of them are designs or symbols from my past that I keep to remember, a memory engraved upon my flesh.
Piercings? No, just my earlobes which are stretched at 1" , now I don't really like to admit this, but I'm severely OCD when it comes to organization, I will obsess over every single thing, no matter how minuscule the detail until it is in perfect organization, it does not matter if it's when people walking... There HAS to be a formation going on, like a flock of birds.
I'm done speaking of that, it's a bit hard to admit.
Talents, I'm nothing special, I can play Cello, though haven't played since I was a teenager in my sixteen's.
But other than that, I'm pretty talentless, unless you count a high pain tolerance as talent...
No? Okay, well then that's it.
Hm, history... Nothing much, parents let me do what I want as long as I stayed out of their way, so that's what we did, we left each other alone, I left the house everyday if they gave me an ample amount of money, which they did.
I still have a distant yet good relationship with them I suppose. Haven't seen them in a few years, though... Wonder if they're alive...
I don't take well to authority, you either ask me nicely and give me a say in the matter and I'll most likely go do it, or you can order me to do something and you will end up livid when you see me blow you off and leave. Don't say I didn't warn you...
I do have a scar that runs from my jawline across my nose to my right eyebrow...
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Welcome to Green-Rose.Green-Rose High is also included as a boarding school in the East Courtyard. We take ages 13-16 Years of age and all the classes are mixed, weather its Levels or Grades, Or Popular and Unpopular. There is always a place for you here!Green-Rose High is also the first High Tech System School in the whole of Fetre, which of course is your home town. The school also includes a 6th Form, which you can go to if you don't ewant to leave the environment you are used to, 6th Formers are from the age of 17-18 and will do studies like Jobs and Business, maybe even get ready to start they're work! There are also a lot of clubs you can join, pretty much 1 for everyone!
