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sparkindarknessBut I have no backlog, so I can guarentee falling behind soon (the fact that it lacks but 54mins before today is tomorrow shows how close I am this time)
Anyway, onwards and upwards. I'm likely to come out with a lot more 'obscure' characters - but I'll not use extras if I can help it, all of these will be central characters in their own right, but probably not of plots I write very often.
Name: Kokopelli. And about a dozen others round the world, but he sticks to this one.
Currently Appearing In: Well, he isn’t. Not yet anyhow. I keep meaning to submit his story to Toquere press, but my e-mail didn’t send it. I’m trying my third and maybe fourth re-send before I give in and just put it on my normal journal.
Orientation: Sexual. Just sexual.
Origin: North America.
Significant Other(s): Commitment? Oh how boring. Actually I think it’s against his nature.
Quirks: He’s a bastard. No, I mean it. He doesn't care about you, the person next door, any supposed friends, no-one. Not really. People are tools and playthings that help make his life more comfortable, they have no other purpose. Oh, he’s also got a compulsive, insatiable sex drive and a strong hedonistic streak.
Background: Oh no, that would be telling :). Lets just say he’s a lot more than he seems.
Employment: Assassin. Or hit man if you want to be less elegant about it.
Appearance: Yummy. Oh yes, yummy. I’ll not say he’s beautiful, for beautiful is artistic and implies you can’t touch it, or it’s cold and unapproachable - like a statue or an ice maiden supermodel. No, he’s very approachable. Everything about him BEGS you to approach, screams at you to touch him and whispers all the things he’d love to do with you. He’s lithe and sexy, extremely sexy. Nearly hairless but for the thick black hair on his head - hair that gleams and feels so very soft. He has a rich dark skin, slightly coppery in cast and his eyes are so dark as to be nearly as black as his hair. The main thing, as well as his lovely tones body, is how he moves. He can draw your attention to every patch of firm flesh to such a degree that you can nearly feel it pressed against you.
Distinguishing Characteristics: He has a tattoo of a silhouette of a man playing pipes on his chest. He also has a heady aura of sexuality that is almost intoxicating.
If You Could Pick a Theme Song for This Character, It Would Be: I hate doing this, I’m so bad at it. I’m overusing Stella Soleil’s “kiss kiss” but it really is good for the sexually dangerous. Hmm, what does that say about my muses? “Everything Louder than Everything else” Meat Loaf - there’s no better use for life than to enjoy it.
Sin-of-Anger: Anger? Oh, anger’s only felt by people who don’t understand life. Everything's an opportunity, a source of amusement if you know how to use it. If someone annoys him, they get to be his next plaything... there’s no need to get angry about it.
Sin-of-Envy: He‘s quite thoroughly convinced of his own perfection, thanks all the same. If he does see someone who has a quality he envies, he sets out to destroy that person. The envy would make his life less pleasant, otherwise.
Sin-of-Pride: Oh yes! He knows all to well the effect he has on people, and loves it.
Sin of Gluttony Luxurious hedonism demands a little gluttony.
Sin-of-Lust: Less of a sin and more of a lifestyle, or a personification.
Sin-of-Avarice: He is intensely materialistic - thankfully he‘s wealthy enough and has sufficient deficiency in scruples to support his need for possessions.
Sin-of-Sloth: Sometimes, in a big kingsize bed with silken sheets and the softest mattress... yes, he can luxuriate in that for an age.
Virtues: Hmmm... No, virtue isn’t his thing. Does lack of shame count? He has no modesty or hang ups. Does that count? I’m grasping at straws...
Anyway, onwards and upwards. I'm likely to come out with a lot more 'obscure' characters - but I'll not use extras if I can help it, all of these will be central characters in their own right, but probably not of plots I write very often.
Name: Kokopelli. And about a dozen others round the world, but he sticks to this one.
Currently Appearing In: Well, he isn’t. Not yet anyhow. I keep meaning to submit his story to Toquere press, but my e-mail didn’t send it. I’m trying my third and maybe fourth re-send before I give in and just put it on my normal journal.
Orientation: Sexual. Just sexual.
Origin: North America.
Significant Other(s): Commitment? Oh how boring. Actually I think it’s against his nature.
Quirks: He’s a bastard. No, I mean it. He doesn't care about you, the person next door, any supposed friends, no-one. Not really. People are tools and playthings that help make his life more comfortable, they have no other purpose. Oh, he’s also got a compulsive, insatiable sex drive and a strong hedonistic streak.
Background: Oh no, that would be telling :). Lets just say he’s a lot more than he seems.
Employment: Assassin. Or hit man if you want to be less elegant about it.
Appearance: Yummy. Oh yes, yummy. I’ll not say he’s beautiful, for beautiful is artistic and implies you can’t touch it, or it’s cold and unapproachable - like a statue or an ice maiden supermodel. No, he’s very approachable. Everything about him BEGS you to approach, screams at you to touch him and whispers all the things he’d love to do with you. He’s lithe and sexy, extremely sexy. Nearly hairless but for the thick black hair on his head - hair that gleams and feels so very soft. He has a rich dark skin, slightly coppery in cast and his eyes are so dark as to be nearly as black as his hair. The main thing, as well as his lovely tones body, is how he moves. He can draw your attention to every patch of firm flesh to such a degree that you can nearly feel it pressed against you.
Distinguishing Characteristics: He has a tattoo of a silhouette of a man playing pipes on his chest. He also has a heady aura of sexuality that is almost intoxicating.
If You Could Pick a Theme Song for This Character, It Would Be: I hate doing this, I’m so bad at it. I’m overusing Stella Soleil’s “kiss kiss” but it really is good for the sexually dangerous. Hmm, what does that say about my muses? “Everything Louder than Everything else” Meat Loaf - there’s no better use for life than to enjoy it.
Sin-of-Anger: Anger? Oh, anger’s only felt by people who don’t understand life. Everything's an opportunity, a source of amusement if you know how to use it. If someone annoys him, they get to be his next plaything... there’s no need to get angry about it.
Sin-of-Envy: He‘s quite thoroughly convinced of his own perfection, thanks all the same. If he does see someone who has a quality he envies, he sets out to destroy that person. The envy would make his life less pleasant, otherwise.
Sin-of-Pride: Oh yes! He knows all to well the effect he has on people, and loves it.
Sin of Gluttony Luxurious hedonism demands a little gluttony.
Sin-of-Lust: Less of a sin and more of a lifestyle, or a personification.
Sin-of-Avarice: He is intensely materialistic - thankfully he‘s wealthy enough and has sufficient deficiency in scruples to support his need for possessions.
Sin-of-Sloth: Sometimes, in a big kingsize bed with silken sheets and the softest mattress... yes, he can luxuriate in that for an age.
Virtues: Hmmm... No, virtue isn’t his thing. Does lack of shame count? He has no modesty or hang ups. Does that count? I’m grasping at straws...
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Date: 2004-03-26 03:38 pm (UTC)And I get the impression yer a meatloaf fan. *chuckles*
"On a hot summer night, would you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"
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Date: 2004-03-27 04:09 am (UTC)Oh yes, melikes meat loaf, total geeky rock opera fan with the slightly glam goth look (all the velvet lace and black and blood red without the angst and bad poetry).
"Will he offer me his mouth?"
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Date: 2004-03-27 05:14 am (UTC)I love old rock. all sorts really. I'm such an 80's child. New rock ain't so bad if it's old rock style. It's just so frikken hard to find traditional bands.
"....yes..." "will he over me his hunger?"
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Date: 2004-03-31 12:37 pm (UTC)"yes"
"Again, will he offer me his hunger?"
"yes"
"and will he starve without me"
"yes"
"And does he love me?"
"Yes"
"Yes"
"On a hot summer night will you offer your throat to the wolf with the red roses?"
"yes"
That has to be the BEST prelude... shame, I think it would do better in front of "A Kiss is a Terrible Thing to Waste" or even "Testify" rather than a "Hot Summer Night."