Post by jet on Aug 6, 2008 12:44:31 GMT -5
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[/size]Cause I'm comin' home,
I'm comin' home,
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hello, the name's, jet revlin evrett
but people tend to call me, just jet
I turned , twenty two
on , april second
so that means I've been ( attending / living ), fidm
when the days over i like me some , girls
[/color][/font][/size]I've seen a palace in London,
I've seen a castle in Wales,
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well, my hair is, brown
and I love my eyes, they're, brown
and my skin colors this really cool, tan
mainly because I'm , french / english
I measure up to , 6 '4
no Seattle Sutton's for me ! the scale says , 197
but it's kind of cool that I have , one long scar going diagonal across my back
and my style blows yours away , very laid back, but also sport coats thrown in over tee shirts
so over - all ,
Let’s start with Constatine’s face. Number one Constatine does not smile, there has never actually been a record of Thaddeus smile, it’s always that smirk that is in place on his face. His smirk is always in place, whether he is happy or not. If he does smile, he's always thinking something that shouldn't be thought. It makes him very hard to read. His eyes are coal black, or so they would seem. Really they are only deep brown but he narrows them so much that you can’t tell the difference. His eyes are deep set and spaced perfectly apart. He has the English nose, meaning slightly large but just as graceful as any other nose. His lips are ruby red, always looking like he has just been eating a cherry blow pop.
His shaggy mop of brown hair would appear not to have been cut in months, but really it gets cut routinely. It just so happens that Constatine knows his style so well that it just looks in perfect disaccord. He inherited his dark complexion from both his mother and his father, who were both very dark looking themselves. His skin is tan most of the time, which doesn't exactly explain itself because of the English weather that he knows. Most of the time you would think that he should be as pale as a vampire but really he's always quite tan. He has a very Greek complexion really or maybe he gets it from his mother's French side. Either way you wouldn't guess by looking at him that he is English born and bred all the way.
Body type, Constatine is very slim, he doesn’t have a lot of muscle because he never got into sports as a kid, but he is by no means a weakling. He’s extremely skinny, probably from the cocaine but his parents don’t know about that little habit just yet. When he was a kid he would play futbol like every other boy, except he had no real talent. After that he quit sports all together thinking that it was just a waste of his time for the most part. He’s not particularly tall, but he isn’t short. He’s the nice medium height that mostly every other average American boy is. Some days he does wish he was taller than most folks because he likes to have that imposing presence, what he doesn't realize is that he already has that type of appearance. That his presence imposes a lot already.
Constatine's favorite part of his body are his hands. It might just be from all the time he has spent playing the piano, but his fingers are extra long. They are nicely shaped to, not to bony long and soft as if he hadn’t seen a hard days work in his entire life. Most of the time he wears one of the silver rings of the estate on his finger that his father gave him. Other than that his hands are completely free of jewelry and completely smooth. Which he hasn’t but he doesn’t like to admit that. Just because most people address him as Earl Percy doesn’t mean he has to act completely stuck up. Although most people assume that he’s stuck up without talking to him.
but people say I look like , ben barnes
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[/size]but I'd rather wake up beside you
and breathe that ol' familiar smell,
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[/i][/size][/color] because, ever since he's quit all that hanky panky he's a really good people person
I love, life , school , training to be a doctor , los angeles , the ocean , living life , music , jam bands , his name ,
but I really despise, a list of things that they generally don't like
I personally think I'm pretty good at, some of your character strenghts
though I should really work on , some of their weaknesses here
people tend to tell me I'm ,
independent[/font] because, he insists on doing everything by himself
changed[/font] because, from who he use to be he is a changed man [/ul][/font]
but basically, I'm ,
Anyone you meet who has known Constantine will tell you that he is one of the most independent people. He has never wanted help from anyone in his entire life. You could sort of describe him as superman, not needing help from anyone but unlike superman he doesn't want to help anyone else but himself. It isn't exactly snobbery but it's selfishness and spite at the world. He doesn't feel like the world deserves the chance to change because they've been this way for so long, they have been so horrible for so long that Constantine doesn't think that they deserve him. If he had it his way he wouldn't even live in the United States because he thinks that they are the worst of all. Most of all he doesn't want help from any of his family members, he thinks that they've caused enough hurt and destruction as it is and he just wants to be left alone. Normally he would have never taken up Jonathan's offer, but he felt that he had found some goodness in the world he might as well use it for a short time.
Constantine hasn't always been a nomad, for the most part he lived in New York for all his life. It wasn't until he ran away that he really considered himself a nomad. Not that he really liked his home in the first place, he never thought of it as a home he thought of it more as a prison, now he just considers the earth to be his home. When Jonathan asked to adopt him, the first thing that Easy thought about was the fact that he's going to have to live somewhere, that he's going to have to be stuck in a city until he finishes high school. It scared the shit out of him to tell the truth the reason that he left New York was so that he wasn't tied down always, he didn't have obligations, sure he didn't think much about his junior year of high school but he figured that he was smarter than all of the other people in his grade and the grade above him by a long shot.
When people say that Constantine is a genius, they aren't kidding. Normally people use the term genius too liberally, they think that someone with just a slightly more active mind is a genius but Constantine is something more than that. He's got a photographic memory for one, he can remember anything he's read word for word, or if he can't he can at least give you a detailed summary. He's also a whiz at math, he loves it, when he was in the sixth grade he would ask the teacher for more work because apparently he thought that math was fun. Most of all he likes reading, it isn't just books that his school assigned him it was anything that he could get his hands on. He liked all the philosophers, he liked for the books to make him think a lot afterwards. He wanted to be baffled by what they said and then figure it out on his own, interpret it in his own way.
From the people that knew him a long time ago Constantine is a changed person. From the drugs and the girls and the failed marriage, Constantine has really shaped up. He didn't exactly finish his school year with flying colors but he wrote a beautiful admissions essay about his life and UCLA made an exception and admitted him late into their pre med, and from there on he was pretty much a completely different person. He doesn't drink anymore and he doesn't talk to his father, although his father still thinks that he's moving drugs through California and on to Las Vegas. From then on he enlisted help from all the right people. Some of them not exactly the most reputable of people, but still to him it's a lot better than him running a business that he wants nothing to do with. He figures that he can finish hi school and then just run get away clean, there is always the chance that his father will find him but that is the least of his worries. The biggest fear is relapsing.
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[/size]I never thought you could leave me,
I figured I was the one ,
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I came from, hometown here
well my father .. ,
coming in at , forty five
he supported us by , drug lord
all in all, he's pretty , much a complete and utter failure in my eyes[/ul]
onto my mother ,
coming in at , deceased
she helped too, by , deceased
in the end she's quite , someone who i never knew[/ul]
and then they had kids ,
then it was time for my own ,
and my one and only pet(s) , any n / a
the love life , georgiana duchense who he married when he was eighteen years old while on a trip to vegas, they remained married for a little over four months until gee was in a car accident and she miscarried the child. constantine then divorced her.
& the good and the bad,
Constantine's childhood isn't a good one. His parents was to put more frankly arranged. His mother had no interest in marrying his father it was all arranged by their fathers. For the most part Constantine the elder was indifferent to who he was marrying, he was just like his father when it came down to it. Their wedding was a big affair in cuba even being attended by Castro. Brigida was ultimately disappointed in herself, she had been a smart girl but her sparts were always over looked because of her beauty because Brigida's beauty was well known and Constantine should have felt wonderful for marrying her but he didn't he saw it as an obligation. It wasn't long before Constantine XIII died leaving his drug empire to his son who had been trained before he could walk the ways of the world, or at least the ways of the drug world, the change went unnoticed for the most part and Constantine settled into his seat of power. Then Brigida got pregnant. At first she thought that it would have been a better idea not to bear any children but she thought better of it, and nine months later Constantine Chancellor Warwick X was welcomed into the world.
It was a better time for Brigida, she was happy with her baby and since she had produced a son on the first try there was no need for her to be close with her husband for any longer. She tried to shield Constantine from everything, and for the first ten years of his life it worked. His father didn't want to have anything to do with him then but at the age of ten his father started taking a special interest in his son, since it was obvious that he was going to be the heir. Brigida tried to do everything in her power to keep this from happening and so she did the only thing she thought was possible she secured a false american visa booked a flight to new york city. Then in the dead of night she took Constantine from his bed and they boarded the plane. Brigida's heart was racing so fast as she made it onto the plane undetected. Then finally the next day she set foot on American soil. But it didn't last long less than a week later while she and Constantine were living in the cheapest most inconspicuous apartment in New York Constantine found them, and then it was all over. Constantine never saw his mother after that day, and he never asked any more questions.
Instead of being taken back to Cuba where his family belonged his father had a taste for New York city since getting into it seemed much easier than anyone could have ever thought, especially with a record like his. So he bought the most expensive most flashy town house that was on the market and step up shop there, and he started to raise his son in the way that nine other Constantine Warwick's had been raised before him. He was enrolled in St. Jude's school for boys, and he grew up fast. It wasn't long before he was snorting cocaine with his father right beside him. He learned the tricks of the trade easily and he found that his school friends were his father's best customers, since it seemed that the easily bored rich kids would always use drugs for entertainment. But by the age of eighteen lots of things in Constantine's life had started to hit the fan, at the start of his senior year, one of his oldest school friends came back and started creating havoc where ever he went. It wasn't until he passed out at a party and one of his father's body guards who were kept around for this very purpose took him to the hospital, he was x rayed and it was determined that he had a growth on the frontal lobe. Constantine Warwick had developed a brain tumor at the age of eighteen.
Then things really started to get out of control. It was a wild weekend in Vegas and Constantine and his best friend at the time Georgiana got a bit out of control and ended up signing wedding contracts at the Little White Chapel. It wasn't until the next morning when they had flown back to New York that they remembered the blurry events of the past weekend. They pointedly ignored it after having a screaming match about it. They ignored it for four months while continuing to sleep with each other. Then after that short time Gee was in a car accident where she lost the baby that she was carrying, she had been pregnant for a little over two months at that point. It was then that Constantine divorced her a transferred schools. He moved to an upstate boarding school with great prestige and although he tried to save his struggling grades he hadn't even applied to colleges. But it was his hear felt essay after his first surgery that got him into UCLA introductory to medical school.
Although he had told no one but a few close friends about his brain tumor he insisted that they keep it that way. His father agreed to let Constantine go out to college there just because Constantine told him how good it would be for business. But Constantine had no intention of carrying on the business what so ever. It was then that he enlisted the help of his childhood friend Enzo Silva, he told Enzo that he could run the West coast side of the operations no strings attached just as long as no one knew it, and that he would take fifty percent of the earning that went to Constantine. Constantine really would have given one hundred percent of his earnings, but he knew that his father kept an eye on his bank account and would realize if no more money went in their monthly or weekly. Constantine found it much easier to work that way, and with that he emerged himself into his school work finally finding a way to make himself useful with drugs involved, or sleeping with girls.
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[/size]but I understand your sadness so
I guess I should just hold my tongue ,
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[/size] hello, I'm amber[/color]. I play jet[/color] and his/her playmates, allie, ares & augustana[/color]. I myself have seen fifteen [/color]summers and I plan to see a lot more, living the good life up in est[/color]. I've been in this part of town for three years[/color], so I know the area pretty well. oh! and did I mention that alexaa[/color] told me about this island resort? he/she's a gorgeous thing. stalk me? well, my aim is ask[/color], my msn's ask[/color], and my email's ask[/color], . but, of course, you can always PM me. au revior !"[/size]
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sgsfsfsdf no thank you
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