Post by Oliveras Basille on May 4, 2016 1:59:35 GMT
Oliveras Helios Basille
FACE CLAIM: Dylan O'Brien
♦ THE BASICS ♦AGE: Eighteen
GENDER: Male
ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
POSITION: Local - High school student♦ THE FREEFORM ♦
Er. Hi! Heard any good jokes lately? Alright, alright. Here's one for ya; I'm so rich...I have enough money to live comfortably for the rest of my life.
If I die next Tuesday. *slaps knee and laughs like a moron.*
That's a lie, I really don't mind people too much, but sarcasm as it were is my only defense. I'm not the best fighter, I lack agility, durability, upper strength...and lower strength. I'm kind of a klutz, too. But I'm fast! So if my smart mouth ever gets me into trouble, well I'll haul ass right up outta there.
^ Me running from my enemies.
Anyway! Hi! I'm Oliveras, Oliver or just Ollie (don't fucking call me Olliekinz), I swurr. I'll cut you. My joke up there is funny if you know where I hail from. Greece, btw, in case the name didn't ya know give it away and whatever. Why does that make my joke funny? It doesn't, the fact that I live in the same vicinity as that preppy school for Richy Rich kids, does. I don't go to Edenbourg home of the Gold Bricks, seriously, I wouldn't be shocked if that was their mascot. My family doesn't come from a long line of royalty from a distant far away country...or a bunch of toupee-wearing, Zodiac-killing, Drag queen politicians. I'm just me, my dad owns a restaurant, my mom decided to stay home and take care of my twin and I, and I go to school like a normal human being.
Sorry, sorry. I joke to hide my inner demons. *SNORTS*
I'm eighteen years old. Born to a happy set of parents, with a fraternal twin named Nyx. She's a little...er...out there, but ya know, I love her. I'm still working on the whole high school dealio, trying to get my shit together before taking the plunge into university life. I am your typical stud muffin, Greek God, looking motherfucker!...Ha, yeah no I'm not. I'm lanky and tall, with dark hair and dark eyes. Ain't no meat on these bones, yo. *slaps stomach and pretends to flex* I play lacrosse, but I can't say that I do it well. I just run fast, that's my only contribution.
Like I said, I joke to hide my inner demons, and although, yeah it seems like I'm a guy who's life couldn't possibly be that bad, right? Well believe it or not, some things aren't all they're cracked up to be. I'm not what you'd call, emotionally stable. Things happen in everyone's life that triggers a reaction in them, some worse than others. Just a few years ago, one of my best friends that I met back when we were in diapers, died in a car accident because of some fuck faced little shit in a Ferrari who thought it'd be cool to drive like a moron.
I guess you could say after his death, I wasn't quite the same person after the accident. I was in the car with him along with my other buddy, but the impact was on his side and I somehow managed only a busted up face, some broken ribs and the weight of grief. It was much the same for my buddy. Artemis died on impact, there wasn't even a chance for him to make it. Nik and I both took it pretty hard, and are now closer than ever.
That's about as much about me as I can give ya. Don't worry about the bummer part, I'm working through my shit. Why do you think I hide it with jokes? I don't need sympathy, I don't seek it out and I'm capable of getting my own shit together. But I guess I'll always hold some resentment towards them, the rich kids who took my best friend from me. They're all the same anyway...just like we're all the same to them.♦ THE PLAYER ♦USERNAME: Trixeh
AGE GROUP: Twenteh
EXPERIENCE: Seveh?n years
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Meleh...
