Cole Lameire, D1
Apr 21, 2011 2:45:08 GMT -5
Post by Entei on Apr 21, 2011 2:45:08 GMT -5
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My name is Cole Lameire...
I've been living for many years... Nineteen to be exact.
I'm living and still living in District One.
I am male... You expect me to change sex sometime soon..?
I've been living for many years... Nineteen to be exact.
I'm living and still living in District One.
I am male... You expect me to change sex sometime soon..?
If looks could kill
I'd be in trouble right now
I'd be in trouble right now
[/size][/justify][/blockquote]Cole is handsome, very handsome, according to the people in the District. His hair is a dark brown, with blond streaks that accompany it like red and green accompany each other. His nose is really small and his lips look funnybut when smiling, extremely sexy. His ears stick out like an elf’s but his hair is long enough to cover up the point. His facial hair makes him look older than he already does. His neck is quite long, sticking up, with wrinkles equidistant from each other- this looks funny but you hardly see them.
His eyes, a striking green-blue, azure, in the sunlight and beryl in the dark. It goes well with his whole look. He is a giant, 6”2’, with massive muscles and a killer grip that can snap branches. His work in the diamond mines gave him his massive frame. Most of the nineteen-year-olds in the District can’t compare to his massive muscle size, but there are many nine-teen year olds that tower above him but are stick-like and weak. There are others that are close to him but they’re still weaker. Cole is attractive, but not the MOST attractive in the district.
Cole has a ‘good’ sense of fashion; though he wears something skin tight to show off his muscles. Work in the mines tear the clothes, and also cut him – leaving him scarred – making him look buff, handsome, attractive and a turn-on. His looks allow him to seduce women in the District, and sometimes even peacekeepers. He makes most boys in the District jealous because of how most of the girls drool over him, but others don’t even care – they’re either gay or not good looking enough to care about anything.
All I'm hearing from you is
White noise, White noise.
[/color][/center][/size]White noise, White noise.
[/size][/justify][/blockquote]Sex. Cole gets a LOT of it. He can have any girl he wants; he gets any girl he wants. He’s been this handsome since… As long as he could remember. He’s been in countless relationships, none which lasted for more than four weeks. He’s dyed his hair so many times he once had a bad case of alopecia ~ A disease where when you style your hair too much with products, it starts to fall out ~ and his parents were worried. Cole no longer lives with his parents, after his explosion; one day he was really angry after getting caught cheating and both girls dumped him. He went home and his father started yelling at him, and he punched him so many times he broke his nose and left him.
Cole hates his parents, siblings, and most family members. He hates a lot of people, so he stays alone. Staying alone means more girls, because of they all feel sorry for him and want to comfort him. When they try to comfort him, he strikes – and gets them in his pants – like a snake going for the kill. He makes them pleasure himenough of going into detail about his sex life. Cole loves his life, he has the District at his fingertips, he can get anything and everything he wants. For the right price. The price of pleasure. Sex. It’s what he’s made for. It’s in his blood.
Cole is a machine according to some of his friends. He has a real high pain tolerance but has many weak spots, such as his knees and shoulder. There’s no physical change in the weak spots but it hurts him MUCH more than what it would in the stomach. His friends get more pleasure than Cole himself because, for one, there is more of them. And two they ‘hang out’ with him, which make them popular because they can actually tolerate his handsomeness but in reality they can’t. They USE Cole like they use… Protection, to put it bluntly.
Cole isn’t the brightest person in the world. But he takes things very literally, and this is what leads him into trouble. He can’t take a joke. That is why he got angry and pommeled his father. He’ll beat anyone to a pulp if they joke about him. He’ll tear someone to shreds if they joke about his ‘girl’. He’s messed up this way. He knows it’s a problem but he can’t fix it. Only the people he loves can convince him to stay the same, calm. He has a short fuse, a very short fuse. This makes him… Explosive!Kinda like a modern day footballerIt made him who he is today, when he is angry for no reason whatsoever he would go lift weights and bulk up.
You promised me your soul
But you left me in the cold
[/font][/center][/size]But you left me in the cold
[/justify][/blockquote]School sucked for Cole. He would always be left out, because if he lost he would beat the faces of the opposing team in. That is why he was part of the wrestling team! He can lift up more than 150 KGs. It’s a little much so he can’t hold it up for long. He can carry 120kgs with ease, and for a much longer duration. He is a helping hand in the markets, carrying the heavier things for merchants. He also carries the carts and sacks of jewels to the factories, where they polish and cut the stones. He knows its tough work, that’s why he does it. It makes him look ‘big’, very ‘big’. He loves intimidating people.
Cole used to be very scary and no-one approached him. He loved that life. When it was just himself and the heat of hate flowing through him. He loved it when people were scared of him, no-one approached him. And if they did, it was to pay him for ‘finishing off’ someone. It made him seem like Satanor Lucifer, whatever form makes him look evil-erbeing hated and hating people back in return. Playing them like a fiddle. Making sure that he was feared, all over the District.
His parents loved him until the day he beat his father. His father made sure he had a taste of his own medicine. He overdosed. His father placed oil on his bed [the oil they use to keep the machines running, the flammable kind] and when he laid down on it, the oil stuck to him, when he got up his father lit him on fire. This made a large scar on his upper back and right shoulder. The scar is slightly invisible now, but you can still see some of it on his shoulder. It makes him seem stronger, knowing he can live through being set on fire. Had he known the oil were flammable, he’d beat his father again. Vendetta a word that comes up in Cole’s mind a lot, he loves it. The way the word just rolls off your tongue, ‘slippery’ is how he’d describe it.