(May I join?)
Name: Abel Alexandre The III
Age: 18
Grade: 12
Looks: Tall, around 6'3, with lean muscles and a sort of calming air about him. He has long flowing shoulder length black hair with a streak of white hair . His hair is usually tucked behind his right ear, leaving some to hang freely in his face. He has bright amber eyes that seem to glow gold almost. His skin is extremely pale. He has a tattoo of a full moon across his back , one of a wolf on his shoulder and a strange symbol that travels from the base of his palm and spirals up his arm and shoulder and up his neck a bit. He also has many piercings. He has two in his eyebrow, 6 on both ears all together, 1 in his nose,, snake bites ,and his collarbones. He miraculously pulls the look off surprisingly well.
Wearing: Black combat boots , black leather pants with chains and various studded belts , along with a longsleeves gray thermal shirt with a black leather coat over top of that. He has a large ring with a very intricate design surrounding the lapis lazuli stone in the middle, and a various assortment of pendants on long chains around his neck.
Personality: He comes off as very aloof, almost unaproachable with his beauty and attitude towards people. He doesn't interact with anyone and yet he's a pretty popular guy in the school aside from the usual popular crowd. His nick name is the 'Fallen Angel', or the Fallen for short since he was like an angel at one point, full of innocence and always kind and open. Hes very thoughtful underneath it all, and is effected by the things people say although no one knows it. He has built up walls around his true self and hardly anyone can get through it.
Addiction: (Self-harm, drinking ect): He has a few. He's addicted to pain, inflicted either by himself or by others. He is also addicted to PDA and flirting. He's a chronic smoker and drinker and addicted to writing on himself and the supernatural.
Other: You'll see
PoeticJustice is Me random nickname from Huge!
But most peoples call me Ziah
Random Person: We are all horses! We are old horses in our own way!
Me: Nay! Nay! I wants some HAY!
Random Person: ***looks at me as if I should belong in a mental hospital***