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| User: | sg_blaine (1794442) |
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| Name: | sg_blaine | ||||||||||
| Website: | http://vkdemon.livejournal.com | ||||||||||
| Location: | Lima, Ohio, United States | ||||||||||
| Bio: | About You Name: Dragon (shit you not my boyfriend even calls me this) Email: realiotruliodragon@gmail.com AIM name: vkdemon Timezone: (GMT +/-) GMT -8 RP Experience: Over 10 years rping one x one over e-mail and other services. light group rp experience. Kurt is AWM_glee on lj. Did you read the rules and the FAQ? YEP About The Character QUICK ANSWERS Name: Blaine Wendel Anderson Journal: sg_Blaine Graduation Year: 2012 School Activities: Glee Class Schedule: AP everything because Dalton was more advanced, Jazz band, glee club, no sports, and french, Spanish, Latin After School Job: None. Rich as a baron and has no need for such things as working after school Sexuality: Gay, very gay, except maybe while drunk Birthday & Other Important Dates: Birthday February 17th Supernatural Ability: Pheromone manipulation: Ability to generate and control pheromones, which may have various effects Level: 7 LONG ANSWERS Appearance: Short, only 5’ 6”. Short eternally gelled back curly black hair. Dark brown eyes. Tightly compact body with muscles that are not obvious in his stature. Likes & Dislikes: Likes: attention, singing, sweeping dramatic gestures, alcohol Dislikes: His father, sleeping alone, other people in the spotlight, math Strengths & Weaknesses: Strengths:Blaine has a way of smiling and convincing the world he’s the perfect young man. Parents adore him and want his to date their daughter/gay son. He has a beautiful voice and the ability to perform with style. His advanced education given him academic knowledge far beyond the typical public school Weaknesses: He’s an attention seeker and doesn’t much care who he puts down to get there. He’s bad at maintaining relationships and worse at noticing other people’s feelings. He's needy and clingy when in a sexual relationship. He will never turn down a drink. Personality: On the outside Blaine is the perfect everything. He’s a model student, model friend, model mentor, and model performer. Everything on the surface is perfect from his gelled hair to his polished boots and blinding smile. His mother always told him appearances were everything. Under the appearances was a very different beast. He had to be the spotlight. If he was in that spotlight no one else could see the cracks running through him. Cracks like the strong scent of lemonade on his breath to cover the smell of last night’s alcohol. Like the fact that it was a monthly trip to Ohio U to drink and get filled but college boys who would fall asleep smelling of beer and sex and didn't care if he listened to their heartbeats while he cried as long as he bought the booze. Like his father’s secretary leaving phone messages instead of his father delivering them himself. Like the little pill his mother gave him, but he refused to take that she said made his father and life bearable. He would never show these cracks to the world, yet they were there, waiting to be chipped open. Relationships: Kurt: Kurt was his first official boyfriend. He has a rash of one-night stands with older men from college age to his father's age depending on the club. He keeps this very secret. Kurt was beautiful in an innocent sort of way, like a painting you hand in your house and then forget it's there. He never had much physical attraction to Kurt, but when his mother had mentioned he was a pretty boy, he had decided to date Kurt to try to bring his father around to the idea that Blaine was gay. It didn't work and over the long break it seemed better to end it and just remain friends. New Directions: Friends of a sort. They were Kurt's friend so they are his. He's looking to make them his admirers much like the Dalton boys were. Dave Karofsky: Blaine feels bad for the obviously closeted male. It's pity and not too much more at this point. Background: Mother came from Lima, an Ohio beauty queen, then Miss America and then married to Garret Anderson, pharmaceutical tycoon. They had a child with his mother’s beautiful eyes and father’s unruly black hair. He was given a golden cradle, a golden spoon, and a golden haired nanny. His mother screamed when she saw him and broke into tears, refusing to touch the boy at all. The doctors had given her a pill for the depression and she’d never come off it. Garrett had been proud, a strong son to follow his footsteps, to bring honor to the family. Garrett would spend time with the boy... after this meeting, after this finance report, dammit Blaine I don’t have time for you right now! As Blaine grew he had everything a boy could have wanted. Except parents. Oh he had vacations, friends with other rich boys and each were much the same, things instead of connection. He strove hard to make his father proud, his mother to look at him. She used to listen to him sing, she’d even smile sometimes. He grew up singing, taking lessons on every instrument they would teach him. When his father yelled at him for playing too loudly he worked harder at it, it was the first time his father had spoken to him directly in months. When he’d discovered his interest in men while trading had-jobs with another boy from the junior high school preparatory academy he’d told his father. His father had become enraged and then decided to ‘show his son what a real man wanted.’ His first whore was a lovely redhead by the name of Trixy with giant breasts. He was 14. She was 16. She taught him things like condoms and how to give a blow job. She told him where he could get sex for free with his young face and thick hair he could 'be a favorite'. So he went, terrified and thrilled the first time to one of the seedy little clubs. Trixy had been right, he was a favorite. He'd been picked up and taken to a back room almost the second he was bought his first drink. It hurt more then he expected, his naturally small body felt like it was ripping apart, but the man with shots of grey in his hari was gentle, was kind. He had petted Blaine's curls and called him beautiful, called him little love, and had let him sleep there against his chest until the club closed. Blaine kept himself a budget for his excursions, clubs, frat houses, and if he wanted to treat himself upper-class call boys when the mood struck him for someone he could be inside of instead of having to be filled. Blaine had high hopes when he began dating Kurt. The boy was angelic, the perfect image of harmless innocent gay. He could win pageants with his pale skin and huge blue eyes. He was also completely not Blaine's type. He stunk of innocence and familial closeness. He was like a doll, one you admire from afar, not one you share your desires with. He introduced Kurt to his family when his father tried to set him up for the 4th time with some beauty pageant hopeful. Blaine had honestly thought Kurt would impress them. He looked like he had stepped off a runway and with his voice he could easily be mistaken for a female. No. Instead his father had insisted on this month and half long summer trip to show him what he was missing. Oh well. If he couldn’t get his father to realize his gay wasn’t going away then he was going to do something better. He quit Dalton, where his father and his father’s father had gone and joined the public school. Let Father chew on that one! Plot Intentions: Blaine is a spot-light whore. If anyone is going to blow the secrets of the town for press time it would be him. He’s got lots of issues with not being alone and can be highly manipulative to get what he wants. Also there’s alot of pairing potential for sleeping around. SAMPLES Sample Journal Entry: I return from my long vacation to Rome with a new mission. It seems my father’s actual goal was to parade nubile young women with rich Italian fathers before me and hope I jumped. Forgive me father but seeing as all lacked the proper equipment I can hardly be bothered to care. Our driver for the trip however was much fairer to look at with eyes of amber and dark beautiful hair that brushed his shoulders. I digress. I refuse to deal with any more of my father’s attempts to ‘straighten’ me out. I could care less about entering Harvard or Yale. I’m transferring to McKinley, let him deal with that. Sample Third Person RP: Blaine hoped his clothing was suitable for his new environment. He purchased the clothing at Macy’s, that was a middle-class enough establishment to gain school clothing from. He had spent the summer in the arms of a gorgeous Italian boy while his father made phone call after phone call, always chained to his work. Blaine shouldn’t have been surprised really. Father was chained to work like mother was chained to bloody Mary’s. This little ‘family trip was an excuse for Father to claim h cared about family and for Mother to laud over her friends. Thankfully neither paid much attention to him. Blaine was bored, as usual. He drank the wine and found a nice club to rub against pretty Italian boys and spend most of his nights passed out on someone’s bed with his ass sore and his jaw aching. | ||||||||||
| Memories: | 2 entries | ||||||||||
| Schools: | None listed | ||||||||||
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| Friend of: | 37: sg_alexis, sg_anonymous, sg_artie, sg_bethan, sg_blaine, sg_brittany, sg_castor, sg_dan, sg_debra, sg_dkarofsky, sg_eoin, sg_finnyh, sg_harley, sg_ian, sg_jacob, sg_jadyn, sg_jaime, sg_kurt, sg_lisa, sg_lorencio, sg_lucie, sg_lucyq, sg_melody, sg_mike, sg_pgracie, sg_pollux, sg_puck, sg_rachel, sg_rose, sg_sam, sg_sarah, sg_sebby, sg_sissy, sg_sugar, sg_tina_c, supergleemod, supergleenpc | ||||||||||
| Member of: | 3: supergleeooc, supergleerpg, supergleewatch | ||||||||||
| Account type: | Free Patient | ||||||||||
