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Name: Kristin
Age: 20
Email: Badfairy@gmail.com
AIM/YIM/MSN etc.: Winsome Wizard
Time Zone: EST
RP Experience: Several years
Where Did You Hear About Us?: I’m in the game! ^_^

Character Journal: themostdashing
PB: Isaiah Garnica

Character Information (Please answer all questions IN CHARACTER)

Name: Damien Cole Alado
Reincarnation: Paviche Largo, from Repo! The Genetic Opera
Age/Birthday: 23
Sexuality: Heterosexual..although Paviche tends to flirt with just about anyone, if they're good looking. It's embarassing.
Occupation: Bank clerk.

Appearance: Uh…there’s nothing really special about the way I look, as far as I’m concerned. I’m pretty tall, standing at about 6'1”…but I’m really thin. I blame genetics. I try to eat as much as I can, or…I did, before Pavi came along. He tends to enjoy being disgustingly thin. People always figure I’m unhealthy when they look at me, because along with being thin, I’m also pale, but…I’m not. Like I said, it’s just genetics. Or, it was. I can’t be too sure now, since my reincarnate is way too concerned about his weight and appearance to allow me to actually enjoy a burger or something that has more than 2 calories.

Well, there’s not really much more to say about that, so…

I have brown hair, ‘hazel’ eyes according to Pavi…and my nose is apparently bigger than it should be. It pisses him off whenever I look in the mirror, but I’m used to it. I don't really care.
Usual Clothing: I’m pretty basic, when it comes to what I wear. I don’t like anything too flashy…but the guy in my head likes his things to be a bit more lavish. I find myself spending more money on a shirt or a pair of jeans than I do on my car insurance, lately. I’m usually found in a button down shirt and a pair of jeans, but if I’m feeling lazy I’ll just throw on a t-shirt…when he lets me.


Abilities/Talents: I’d really rather not get into what I’m able to do…or, what he’s able to do, but he won’t shut up and insists I share his ‘talents’ with the rest of the world.

We’re very proficient with a scalpel. Not that we ever have one laying around, available to be used, but it’s just a well known fact, even to anyone who’s seen the movie, that Pavi knows how to carve.

I myself don’t have too many talents or abilities. I can draw pretty well, and we both know how to play the piano, so there’s that…but I’m drawing a blank trying to think of anything else, which is pretty sad. I’m pretty average; nothing special…another thing that pisses off my reincarnate. I’m apparently very disappointing.

Allegiance: I don't really have one.

Personality: Well, I used to be pretty calm. I still am, but Paviche is more the outgoing party all the time type. I’ve had days where I’ve wanted nothing more than to sleep, but then I suddenly get inspired to go to the club down the street. Before my reincarnate emerged, I never even step foot inside a club…and that would be because I’m not too fond of dancing, but yet again Pavi and I have different opinions on that. Thankfully, he’s loudest at night, so I’m able to get my work done without any difficulties.

I’m a pretty devoted guy, when it comes to friends and family. I’ve had girlfriends before, but not many since they’ve lasted for a long time. I commit to relationships, but it’s kind of hard to do that with a sex-crazed lunatic living in my head. He’s definitely a smooth talker, and knows how to get any girl he wants. Not that I’m complaining about that, but it’s just not pleasant when he doesn’t, since-…

No. Let’s not get into that.

I have a lot of patience, but I tend to keep things to myself. It’s not hard to tell when I’m in a bad mood, but just don’t expect me to talk about it. I also have a pretty good sense of humor, which is one of the few things I have in common with Pavi. We obviously find different things funny, though…and it’s hard to explain whenever I laugh at completely inappropriate things.

Home(s): Cambridge, England

History:
There isn’t much to say about my childhood. I was born, grew up with my parents, went to school, received good grades; the whole nine yards. It wasn’t anything special. I wasn’t involved in many extra-curricular activities, except for art club. I didn’t even want to do that, but got talked into it by my best friend, Chloe, after she noticed the stupid doodles I’d create during class.

My early-teenage years are just as exciting. I got my first girlfriend in 9th grade, continued to get good grades, got my first job at the local grocery store in 10th grade, and I kept up with art club. At first, I stayed because I felt obligated, but then it just became an excuse to stay at school, so I wouldn’t have to go home to my parent’s constant fighting; something that started shortly after my Dad caught my Mum cheating on him in their bedroom back when I was in 7th grade. That tends to throw a wrench into any relationship, but they wanted to try and work things out ‘for Damien’s sake’. Them trying to ‘work things out’ was them screaming at each other about just about every flaw the other had. It’d always bothered me…up until the day I woke up and part of me just didn’t care at all anymore. In fact…part of me thought it was funny.

I went months, trying to figure out why I was starting to feel the way I was feeling, and why I was thinking what I was thinking, and remembering what I know had never happened to me before. They were starting to affect my school work, and I couldn’t concentrate because of what I was thinking about. How was I supposed to explain, though? Who would understand me without thinking I was insane? I started thinking that maybe I was, that all of this was just a psychotic episode…but that was when someone showed up on my doorstep, finally filling me in on what had been going on in my head for so long.

I didn’t know how to take the news…but the first thing I did was rent the movie Repo! The Genetic Opera, as soon as I possibly could. I popped it into my DVD player and just…watched. I watched, and felt sick, and at the same time pleased…which made me feel even more disgusted with myself.

But, there wasn’t anything I could do. I had to just…deal with this. I still do. I’ve been living with the narcissistic sociopathic nymphomaniac for nearly 6 years, and although he hasn’t been quiet, and I can recall all of his deepest, darkest memories, I’ve been able to keep control of things…but I’ve also had to distance myself from everyone I’ve ever cared about, fearing that if I get too close, my reincarnate will take over, and do something I won’t ever be able to take back; something he won’t even regret.




I just want this all to go away.

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