Post by Castanea on May 26, 2011 21:16:47 GMT -6
Alexandra Popa
"You play games, I play tricks…like a game of pick-up-sticks, played by f*cking lunatics." - "Show Me Love" by t.A.T.u.
[/i][/center][/color]~What have you done? Is this what you wanted?~
Hey, you new ‘round here? Ah, well then, I’m more or less the dean around here. Pleased to meet’cha. Can I get your name?
“It's Alexandra. Alexandra Popa - and not anything else. Not Alex and definitely not Lexi.”
I’ll have a hard time forgetting that one. Tough on the speaker, eh? Haha. You don’t sound too old, what’s your age?
“Just because you're too lazy to say my entire name without shortcuts doesn't mean it's "tough on the speaker". As for my age, do you want actual or physical? I was exactly twenty years, four months, and three days old when I died. Currently, I'm twenty-seven years, two months, one week, and five days old. Seven years isn't an incredibly long age gap, but I've been counting...”
Sorry, I hate being blind sometimes. What’s your gender (please don’t hit me!)?"
God, are you blind. I'm female. ”
~What have you become? Your soul's not forsaken.~
I think I’m starting to get you a little better. Alright, what’s your physique and general appearance?
“Medium brown hair, pretty long and often in a ponytail, and I'm a damn proud six foot two. Grey-green eyes, and my feet are a little on the large size… I'm not really muscular but definitely fit. Or at least I was - you can't do any-f*cking-thing in this damn specter form! And I was the best damn fencer in Romania too! But then, of course, that damn b*tch came along and ruined my Whole. F*cking. Life.”
Cool. Any scars or tattoos? I’ve wanted one of a sparrow on my neck, but…
“…No tattoos, but one scar. A single ragged scar at the base of my neck; that's where a bit of my shattered vertebrae stuck out when I died.”
What kind of clothes do you like wearing?
“Well, 's not like I really have much of a choice, now do I? I typically, meaning always now, wear a white t-shirt, black jeans, and a red hoodie. 'Course it doesn't really matter to you now does it? I am in grayscale after all. Thank god I wasn't wearing anything floral when I died. Or a dress. Or anything green. God, if I looked anything like that b*tch when I died I think I'd commit suicide. I don't care that I'm already dead - I'd find a way.”
~You're walking alone from Heaven into Hell...~
I see, as it were. You seem fairly okay, what’s your personality like?
“Bitter? P*ssed? Strong, definitely, and fiery…passionate.”
How’d you get here, anyway?
“I died. Think you'd've gathered that already. And I want to get back. I'll get back if I have to damn well claw my way out of my f*cking grave.”
Do you have any family?
“Mum's dead. So's Dad. I do have a brother, though - he's still alive. There was a romantic…attachment once, too, not that it matters anymore...”
~When the shadows remain in the light of day~
[i]Alright, onto the important stuff. What’s your species?[/i]
“Ghost. You blind?”
Wow… How’d you die?
“There was a girl I knew. A rival, really. We argued a lot, but one day…well, it ended in me being pushed down a rather long flight of stairs. Completely snapped my spine, little bits sticking out of my neck and all. Blood, too, lots of blood. And Liza - Elizabeth - she just stood there with this shocked look on her face. And do you know the best part? When the authorities questioned her she denied the whole thing. That f*cking b*tch said I'd tripped. F*cking tripped. And sweet, distraught, kind little Liza - they believed Every. F*cking. Word.”[/color]
~On the wings of darkness he'll retaliate~
Now that we’ve gotten that cleared up, do you belong to a tribe of some sort?
“No one else. Not right now, at least. Once upon a time there was…someone. However, our paths separated a few years back.”
What is your fixed power element?
"None, really. Does the occasional spooky wind count?"
Final questions before you run off; where do your loyalties lie?
“Fleur de Lis’, 'cause they're the only damn people around here who are doing something right. I had my who life ahead of me, and I intend to get it back. As I said before, I don't care if I have to crawl out of my f*cking grave to get back.”
Anything else I should know?
“In areas of high magical density I can become a little more solid than normal and it scares the shit out of people if you walk through them at that specific density.”
~He'll be falling from grace til the end of all his days...~
This application was made by Castanea. Question and answer set-up credit to the admin of Isla Hermosa. Red lyrics belong to Within Temptation's song "Demon's Fate". Picture belongs to Aokidanza on photobucket.