Post by Elxa Etarip on Apr 16, 2008 0:38:22 GMT
[[All About Me]]
I n - C h a r a c t e r
Name: Elxa (El-z-a)
Character: The Confused
Unfinished Business: Unknown at this time.
How Death Occured: While showering in a public bathroom in his boxers, a bomb was set off by terrorists and he died almost instantly; the bomb had been planted in his stall.
[[The Stats]]
B i o g r a p h y
History: At the age of 38, Marie Etarip gave birth to a young boy. Even though the rape had been horrific, she couldn't have helped but be thrilled to have her own child. He was promptly named Elxa James Etarip, his first name coming from the name "Alex" mixed up. That day was one of the happiest for his tired mother, bringing him home happy and healthy a few days later.
Growing up Elxa had no father figure, often curious as to what it was like to have one. It never bothered him though, and he never questioned where /his/ father was. As he learned in middle school, babies did indeed come from a man and a woman, and not a stork as his mom had told him once when he asked.
By the age of five, he questioned everything he saw, making mostly his own conclusions quickly after the question was asked, wrong or not. Elxa loved laying in his backyard to watch the stars and moon pass over head, making up his own constilations and figures in the sky. He was rather sheilded as a child, and many assumptions he had obtained were quickly crushed as he entered the elementary school.
Despite having his believes challenged, he was not at all a shy child. He would often jump around in his seat to get his teacher's attention, even going so far as to balence on his head when the teacher ignored him for five minuets straight. Most of his classmates had no problem with him, either befriending him or ignoring him. He never really had anyone that disliked him.
Until middle school. Only naturally. Elxa said the wrong thing to a rather large and beefy kid in his class, which ended him up in a garbage can for lunch on the first day of middle school. He supposed the kid, Jones as he was known as, took offence to being asked for an extra pencil. Elxa had no problem getting back at Jones, and on a regular basis too, but usually ended up coming home with a black eye and a large grin on his face.
Soon girls became real people and not just cootie-filled vessles. However many girls continued to see him as a cootie-filled vessle, only occationaly breaking through to be friendly with him. But they grew apart eventually when the akwardness of dating came into conversation. Elxa had only one real friend throughout middle school, going by the name of James Alex Nomeds. The fact that their middle and first names were merely switched around (and in Elxa's case mixed up) caused a deep friendship to form.
As his Sophomore year approched, both continued to chat around about girls, who was doing what drugs, and of course video games. Occationally Elxa would let James endulge in his own hobby, baking tons of muffins and other sweets. James was the only to know of that secret hobby and love, and to this day keeps the secret even though Elxa is long gone from the mortal world.
Then came the trip that changed everything. About a month after Elxa turned 16, he and James were treated to a California beach trip, curtosy of James' parents. Two days into the trip, Elxa excused himself to wash off the sand and salt of the beach for the day. He didn't mind showeing in public places, but he did love his boxers too much to keep them off. Leaming them on, he ran the public shower as hot as it would allow before stepping in. As he was lathering his hair with some cinnimon-scented shampoo, he heard a fain click before--//BOOM!!//--the entire shower stall exploded in a firey rain of scrap metal and fire.
Instantly he died.
So now he floats in limbo, wondering just what he needs to do so he can get out and go to heaven.
Parents: Marie Lynn Etarip *Mother*: Marie sheilded her son from the world as best she could when he was small, but he escaped that bubble on his own with his unsatiable curiosity. She worked as a seamstress, taking small part-time jobs here and there when they needed the extra money. She is still alive and greiving her son's death.
Siblings: He had no syblings. James was as close as it got to having a "brother".
[[And Everything Else]]
P e r s o n a l i t y
Overall Personality: Elxa, at first glance seems rash and stupid. Rash he is, stupid he is not. However he isn't entirely intellegent either. He had about avarage grades in school, so one could assume he has an average intellegence. At first glance he seems uninterested in everything but what he wants. Again, not true. It is merely a mask to put people off from paying close attention to his peircing gaze. Even though he isn't intellegent, he is rather wise and enjoys sizing people up, wondering always about what it would be like to be that person. Curiosity plays a big part in everyday life for him, always something new to be learned. His death did not scare him, but merely gave him another thing to be curious about.
Flaws: Physically he has none, except for maybe being a bit too tall for his liking and having just a little pudge on his stomach. Personallity wise he gets distracted easily, that playing in with his insaitable curiosity, often making the wrong conclusions to things he's curious about and not bothering to ask if they're right.
Likes: He enjoys anything that is a lime green (even including boogers XD Eww.). When he was bored or if James would beg him enough, he would bake cakes and cookies. He loved to size people up and determin personalities without asking the person first or getting to know them. Girls were one thing, and he often wondered about boys too. He liked when people would question their sexuality, and hitting on guys was always funny and worth the black eye he always got.
Dislikes: He hates when people make cracks at his hair. The word "Fire Crotch" often came into play, and the only person to get away from that joke alive was James. He hates really girly things, and the fact that his hair is such a wild and unnaturally vibrent shade of red.
Hobbies: Cooking, being an ass, being quiet, ding dong ditching, singing, confusing people, collecting pop can rings on a necklace that he wears around his neck.
Fears: That his mom won't move on after his death, and that James will find a better friend.
L i f e L o v e A n d S e x
Status: Single (And Lovin' it! ;D)
Orientation: Unknown. He thought he was straight, but he wanted to question his sexuality. He didn't get much more time to dive deep into it.
Strengths: Despite his general ass-hole appearence, he was very kind. He never liked showing it, but he could be. James often made that come out of him. Baking was another thing too; he laughed when his mom would brag to her friends about the great cookies she made, as he stuffed his recipe away in his pocket. He didn't mind and thought it was funny that they'd belive her. However she would never give the recipies away, upon request of Elxa.
Weaknesses: Girls. (And maybe guys too?). His biggest weakness was the fact that he loved little kids and small animals. He'd have to pry himself away from pet shops (often James did the prying) so he wouldn't rush in and buy all the little mice and hamsters. He'd never gotten a job, even though many job offers would consider him good enough; he was just too lazy.
Celebrity Claim: Axle from KH2
S a m p l e . R p
"WHY YOU LITTLE!! GET BACK HERE!" Joans roared, moving to scramble after the laughting duo as they darted away quickly. James gave a particularly loud laugh, almost tripping as Elxa grabbed his wrist as they both manuvered through the growing crowd of laughing students. Wrenching his partner-in-crime away from the shaving-cream clad bully, they both dove out the doors of the school, closing them off before moving away from the front doors and straight down the street.
After about three or four blocks (they couldn't bother to keep count), they both stopped, collapsing against a chain fence running along the sidewalk. Without caring about the passing people sparing them glances, James scooched to lay his head down in Elxa's lap. For the moment, the firey red-head payed no heed as he gave a breathless laugh. "Oh...God..." he huffed, wiping away at the sweat trailing down his temple. "That was...hillarious!"
"Heh...yeah..." James breathed out, pushing the blonde strands of hair from his dark brown eyes. Snuggling sun-kissed skin into his friend's stomach, he gave a sigh as he let his eyes close; suddenly Elxa stiffened as emerald green eyes glanced down. Face flushing for entirely different reasons, he cleared his throat as he did his best to not mind where his friend's face was snuggling against.
"A-anyways, what are we doin' later on?" he asked, trying to hide the squeak in his voice. Jame rolled to look up at Elxa, slim brows furrowing.
"What's with you? Somethin' wrong?" he asked, forking one brow and flashing a toothy grin.
"Oh, me? Nah...nothin's wrong." he lied. Trying to change the subject, Elxa said, "So yeah you wanna go play video games? Or I'll bake!"
James blinked, before letting himself rise to sit partially in front of his friend. Without warning or any given sign he leaned in and placed a kiss to Elxa's forehead gently. Withdrawing, James furrowed his brow and said thoughtfuly, "I think I should take you back to my house and give you a cool rag. You're too hot...you should've cooled down by now."
Gaping, Elxa had no time to put in anything, before they heard a ferral roar. Neither hesitating they jumped to their feet and darted off in seperate directions. Joans came tearing after the both of them, lurching after James instead as they split. They'd meet up later.
They always did...