[ooc] give me release witness me
basics.
FULL NAME: Aloysius Dominic Martel
NICKNAMES: Tel, Quark, Sebastian's Bear/Teddy Bear, dear one.
BIRTHDAY: January 4, 1992; 16 years old.
ASTROLOGICAL SIGN: Capricorn.
ANCESTRY: Half German-American, half Argentine.
CAR: None of his own.
PETS: His brother's dog, Faran, lives with them. And is huge.
specifics.
HEIGHT: 6'0"
WEIGHT: ?
HAIR COLOR: Nearly black, dark brown.
EYE COLOR: Very dark brown.
SKIN COLOUR: White.
SCARS: Some minor ones from scuffles or accidents throughout childhood; a tattoo on the back of one shoulder reading 'judica me, deus'.
BIRTH OR BEAUTY MARKS: None.
ALLERGIES: None.
personality in 10 points.
- Intelligent; Martel is clever and he knows he's clever. He also knows it could stagnate if he let it, so it's something he actively tries to work on, constantly.
- Ambitious and driven; he wants things, and once he's decided on what he wants he's extremely dogged in going after it. He has a ridiculous amount of drive.
- Intense; there is so much of him under the surface, which from the inside can often be very overwhelming. He's an extremely, intensely emotional person and it's something that he feels needs to have a tight lid kept on it for...assorted reasons, which tends to result in him being kind of worryingly quiet and there, as opposed to histrionic.
- Moody; related to the above, he has a vicious, nasty temper that he tries to keep as reined in as possible.
- Two-way possessive; he tends to see people belonging to him as much as objects do. The difference is that with another person it's mutual--a Martel is for life, not just Hogswatchnight :(
- Private; while he's perfectly capable of having an articulate conversation about how he feels and what's going on for him, he doesn't fucking want to, he internalizes a great deal and often his exhibited reactions seem (or ARE) totally bizarre without the context he's refusing to share. Also, generally, he just prefers to keep himself to himself.
- Caring; in the weirdest way! Martel fusses over people and in the same breath behaves as though this is some kind of chore that he's so grandly taking on. He worries and he's overprotective, but he tends not to like admitting it. So it can be...odd.
- Family-oriented; it's been arguable whether Martel's personal goals or his family come first in his priorities, but after the last conflict of that nature -- which mostly involved him being a total fucking moron -- it's more solidly reliable that he will put family first. They've always been that which around the rest of his life revolves.
- Bratty; while Martel prefers to be at least slightly discreet about this, his sense of humor often involves being dryly mocking of whoever he's talking to. He's one of those precociously intelligent teenage boys who thinks he is so funny, in the '--hey!' kind of a way.
- Arrogant; Martel's awareness of himself and his advantages often extends itself to a kind of unconscious arrogance about what he can accomplish, how he's seen, etc, etc. (It's not always unconscious.)
family.
VINCENT MARTEL [56]; Father. Vincent is the current CEO of Martel Security, and undisputed patriarch of the Martel family in its present incarnation. He met his wife on a trip to Argentina and eventually persuaded her to relocate to Denver and marry him. He's a well-spoken, well-mannered man, a driven perfectionist, a happily overworked businessman, and devoted father and husband. He fenced competitively when he had more time for it, a sporting interest and hobby that he's passed down to both of his sons -- along with his tendency towards logic that makes Serafina want to hit all of them. Like his sons and like his own father before him, he's devoutly Catholic. He also has a tendency towards slightly unconventional methods in dealing with problems, and when he believes he's right, anything standing in his way is simply something to be worked around.
That's also something his sons picked up.
SERAFINA MARTEL (ROSSI) [57]; Mother. Serafina is the older of two sisters -- by twenty-two years, as Felice was an unplanned surprise. She grew up in Cordoba, Argentina (capital city of the province of the same name) and has been described by her sons as 'the only pagan in Argentina, who of course our father then married'. The tiniest person in the family, height-wise, she seems to be about fifty feet tall if you spend enough time with her. She reigns over the household, although there is a certain traditional vibe to how she and her husband handle their affairs. Easily the most beloved person in the family, she tends to inspire fierce loyalty. She has a variety of her own eccentricities; an occasional tendency to get, as her family describes, 'unnecessarily cryptic, what is this mystic nonsense Madre', for example.
MARCUS MARTEL [19]; Brother. The elder and often more sensible of the brothers, Marcus looks out for his little brother whether he likes it or not. While he can easily keep up with Aloysius, he doesn't have so much of the same ambition; he knows what he wants and he'll get it, but he's not 'driven to greatness' the same way...it just kind of happens. Like most of the Martel side of the family, he's Catholic, but he is more open to the religion the Rossis lean towards than his brother.
DONALD MARTEL [86]; Paternal grandfather. Donald was a young, devoutly faithful clergyman when he met the woman he would eventually give up the priesthood for. His faith remained the same, even after he renounced his vows and he raised his son with it. After rejoining more secular life, he involved himself with the business his elder brother was building up -- Martel Security, in its infancy. When the elder Martel died, rather than take on the responsibility himself he passed it over to his son Vincent, who had always been more interested in it than he himself was. Both his brother and his wife died before the youngest Martel was born. He lives in Colorado, with an on-site nurse at his son and daughter-in-law's insistence.
FELICE ROSSI [34]; Maternal aunt. Felice was the surprise of the family -- which is saying something considering the rest of them -- and at only thirty-four to her sister's fifty-seven, it's probably obvious why. She still lives in Argentina, where she presides over that side of the family's ancestral home and most of their extended family (younger than her or otherwise). She's intelligent, quick-witted, and cheerfully interfering, usually for the best.
ELENA DREYFUSS [18]; 'Sister'. Elena has lived with the Martels since she was fifteen and her father signed guardianship of her over to Vincent and Serafina. Officially, Alan Dreyfuss was making a career-necessary move out of Colorado and his daughter wished to continue with her schooling and pursuits in Denver rather than leave with her father and aunt. She has minimal contact with them, and has adjusted over the past three years to living with the often eccentric Martel family. It's most people's (correct) assumption that she will, eventually, marry Marcus.
miscellaneous.
FIRST REAL KISS: Age 13 -- 'for his birthday'.
FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL IN TOWN: Will be when school goes back in the fall.
FIRST REAL SEXUAL ENCOUNTER: He was about fourteen and mostly bewildered.
FIRST REAL SEXUAL INTERCOURSE: Age fifteen, with a girl who ended up having a lot more of a casual approach than he was entirely comfortable with.
FAVOURITE BOOK: Magnificat by Julian May.
FAVOURITE MUSIC: Classical, jazz and blues, instrumental-driven modern music. And he can dance to reggaeton.
FAVOURITE MOVIE: He's pretty fond of 'The Birdcage'.
FAVOURITE COLOUR: Ocean shades of blue and green. Alternatively, white.
FAVOURITE FLAVOUR: He's pretty fond of apple.
FAVOURITE FOOD: He doesn't quite have a favourite food, so a few things he likes: feta with grapes, apple with sugar on it, and stuffed peppers.
FAVOURITE PLACE: His own bedroom, actually. He likes his own space.
FAVOURITE ANIMAL: Horses. No, he's a boy.
DISLIKED BOOK: 'Number of the Beast' by Heinlein.
DISLIKED MUSIC: Pete Wentz.
DISLIKED COLOUR: He probably couldn't name anything offhand, but he dislikes drab or obviously unappealing (or unappealingly presented) shades.
DISLIKED FLAVOUR: Most things flavored banana. Actual bananas are fine.
DISLIKED FOOD: Ham. Kind of; he's not allowed to eat it for reasons he can only guess at. He's never actually questioned that, it's just a Thing.
DISLIKED PLACE: The sidewalk outside cemetaries. (He likes cemetaries themselves, the weirdo.)
DISLIKED ANIMAL: He's not really a fan of dogs or cats, but this is mostly because Mmrr and Faran are nuts.
HOBBIES: Fencing, football (soccer), roughhousing, listening to music, word puzzles, reading, swimming, dance.
PHOBIAS: Losing control & associated consequences. Losing people.
LIKES: Music, dance, physical pursuits, women's slightly perfumed soap (the scents, not using it), having his hair touched, being in control, being the boss, his family, his privacy, opportunities, Argentina, making things, Catholicism.
DISLIKES: Being dictated to, failures of his own/in himself, having his space unexpectedly and unwelcomely invaded, being alone for too long, being ignored, being rejected by people he values.
relationships.
BEST FRIENDS: Elena; otherwise none yet.
FRIENDS: Mel Hawkins, Ororo Munroe, Bobby Sturridge, mainly.
FRIENEMIES: None.
ENEMIES: None...yet.
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Maria Al Fahad.
CRUSH: Nobody else aside from Maria.
PAST RELATIONSHIPS: Petra Del Rey, first girlfriend (not first time). He hasn't spoken to her since a couple months before he left Colorado.
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight. Really.
TURN-ONS: Biting, a certain amount of pain (given or received), CRAZY APPARENTLY, long dark hair, being able to keep up with him, garters, stockings.
TURN-OFFS: Casual approach to relationships, blonde hair, lack of intelligence, 'too easy' (not strictly speaking in regards to sex).
school.
BEST SUBJECT: History/English
WORST SUBJECT: Algebra
FAVOURITE PROFESSOR: None yet.
DISLIKED PROFESSOR: None yet.
BEST YEAR: This one should probably be better than the one previous.
GPA: 4.2
EXTRACURRICULARS: Chess Team and Campus Ministry.
soundtrack in seven songs.
you're the storm - the cardigans
ooooand if you want me i'm your country
ooooif you win me i'm forever - oh yeah!
oooo'cause you're the storm that i've been needing
ooooand all this peace has been deceiving
ooooi like the sweet life and the silence
oooobut it's the storm that i believe in
silence - delirium feat. sarah mclachlan
oooogive me release
oooowitness me
ooooi am outside
oooogive me peace
ooooheaven holds a sense of wonder
ooooand i wanted to believe
oooothat i'd get caught up
oooowhen the rage in me subsides
the new messiah - the philosopher kings
ooooi swear that i'd seen your face before.
oooobut i can't say where or when.
oooowere you heaven sent?
ooooor just hell bent on taking me in?
ooooor are you the new messiah,
ooooturning my blood into fire?
fade to black - apocalyptica
oooo(instrumental piece)
vertigo - U2
oooothe night is full of holes
oooothose bullets rip the sky
ooooof ink with gold
oooothey twinkle as the boys play rock and roll
oooothey know that they can't dance
ooooat least they know
ooooi can sell the beat
ooooi'm askin' for the cheque
oooogirl with crimson nails
oooohas jesus 'round the neck
eric's song - vienna teng
ooooand of course i forgive
ooooyou've seen how i live
ooooi've got darkness and fears to appease
oooomy voices and analogies
ooooambitions like ribbons
ooooworn bright on my sleeve
the boys are too refined - the hush sound
oooothe boys are too refined
oooowon't matter tomorrow
oooooh, to be in his mind
ooooand if the timing is right to sneak off into the night
ooooi'll let myself be taken just for the thrill.
ooooand if I'm given the chance to be a doll in his hands
ooooi will be sure we shake the mountains while we dance