Eliot- Violin, Marimba, Fiyero- Bagpipes, Jason- Harp, Jonathan- Oud, Sparks- Recorder, Matthias- Organ, Axel- Harpsichord, to the mod- Marimba, Hai Lin- Trumpet, sorry for such a long one, you donāt have to do them all!
mSorry I took for literal ever, I wanted to make sure they were all good, hopefully I succeeded! Iāll try to be faster next time <3Eliot
Bravonās going to call me anĀ āemo bitchā for this, but- I donāt get sad all too often. Never have. Usually it comes out as me being pissed, which I personally find much more useful. Even at things that do make me sad instead of the much more useful anger, I do everything in my power to turn it into anger- to find a problem and solution and do it. I donāt believe in lying down and accepting whatever happened. You move on and you break whatever did it to you, or you die trying.
As for myĀ ādefining traitā? I have no fucking clue- let me go ask Bravon and Axel.
Well Bravon said it was that Iām bottom, and Axel said itās that I can make great hot chocolate so theyāre useless.Ā
I guess if not those, I donāt fucking know- I guess Iām resilient? If thatās the word? I donāt like inaction, not doing anything to me is worse than self destruction. Humans werenāt meant to take being pushed down, you keep going even if it hurts you more.Ā
How sweet of you for askingĀ ā¤ļø
My heritage is my lifeblood. Why wouldnāt it be? Not everyone is lucky enough o be a Deamorte, why wouldnāt I show it as much as I could~ Weāve been celebrities since Venice, whatās there not to be proud of!Ā ā¤ļøĀ š
As for country wise, while I admit Iām not the largest fan of my hair, I love my Irish background from my fatherās side, theyāre such a fiery people, how could I not? And my motherās Roman ancestry is the reason I have the gifts I do- the bedrock of civilization and all that. And nothing in this world could compre with the marble streets of Italy.
Of course, I would love to add some more Irish to the family line, right, @liliesinwrittendreams ?
Bagpipes? Really? You pick the most lame-ass instrument there is? Whatever- least I got a better ask than Johnny. Good luck to that creep explaining his shitty parents.Ā
Anyway- pride? In my heritage? I mean, gotta say, Iām white as fuck. Weāre Mayflower bitches. Some of the first police officers in the state, went back since for literal ever. Pretty proud I guess, police, generals, pretty badass. But I donāt really like relating to my old man unless I have to.
I drink a lot of beer? That count as āshowing my heritageā? Fuck it, sure, love German beer. Weāll call it that.
I donāt know why Jason would think I wouldnāt want to answer this, I love my family, all of them, even the...problem child, Jason grew up to be.
Well, not āgrew upā. He was always like this. Throwing my dolls in the river and all that.
Itās a hard call, honestly, between Jason and my ma, but, Iām sure youāve all heard enough about Jason to last a lifetime.
[āJonathan you creepy fuck stop trying to write me ou-]
Ignore him. He got his attention seeking from father.
Besides that, Iād say my maās the one who taught me. She fell sick when I was younger, so I was the one who took over the farm work, especially when Jason left to move to the city with father. Seeing her so weak, helpless, the woman who gave life, who held me when I was crying as a child, protected me from my fatherās rampages, would jump in front of his fist in the name of protecting her child, I learned just how important it was to protect the weak.
Thatās why I know itās my callinā in life, protecting what canāt protect themselves. Animals, children, weaker adults. Even if my mother is no longer in this world-bless her heart- Iām still around to keep her legacy around.Ā
And, if I can say anything about it, Iām goinā to make a world safe for people like her.
Oh, gosh, I-I, I donāt remember much of when I was a kid. I spent a lot of time inside, we were traveling all the time, s-so I didnāt get much of a chance to make friends. I had a lot of siblings, though, who were always with me, I loved a lot! I donāt keep in much contact with them anymore, my older sister, Mai, tries to call me sometimes but, u-usually itās to try and get me to join It Works...
Oh! I remember it. Itās like a really really specific thing but...
When I was a kid, really young, I got picked on a lot. I was kinda weird, had- have- a gaptooth, didnāt really get other kids. A couple kids started messing with me, pushing me to the ground and I hurt my arm really bad on the school steps.
I guess...I just remember really clearly how I felt in that moment. Well, that, that I didnāt feel. Iād seen in every movie, seen other kids in that moment, theyād cry, theyād feel bad and...
I wanted to. I tried to talk mean to myself while they did it. I repeated the names they called me, I called myself ugly and stupid and a freak, but, I couldnāt make myself sad. It was weird. I wanted to know what sad felt like, if nothing else than curiosity.Ā
That was when I realized why I was different, I think. I didnāt know why mom was taking me to doctors before that, I didnāt understand. I do now though. Itās been hard but, Iāve worked through it. I just needed anĀ u̶ĶĶĢp̶ĢĶĶdĢ·Ķ̦aĢ“ĶĢĢĢ Ģ³t̶ĶĢĶ̬eĢ·ĢĶĢæĶĢ.
LOL, thought you said Organ. Like, ya know. A dick. Is a dick an organ? BRB, gotta google that.
Anywhoswhatevers. Blowy thing. Duuude, we watched the Ring, it was sick. Dad and I have horror movie Mondays, which, yeah, tehcnically god doesnāt like or whatever, but, dad says as long as we get permission from the pastor ahead of time, weāre good.Ā
And, when yaā got the pastorās nudes, anything is good by him.
Itās so funny, that movie scares the poop out of anyone, so watchinā dad watch it was so freaking funny. Wish I had a vid. He started crying once, unplugged the phone, it was great. 10/10, would recommend. V good.
I got one! ;LDKFDSAKJ That is so cool!!!!
This whole thing is cool, I havenāt heard a harpsichord, whatās that? Itās like a super big piano right, with ploppy keys? I should learn to play one- itād be so cool I could play that cool song from Rainbow Rocks with the siren peopl-
Eli says I need to get back on point because he has homeworkĀ
Oh...when I was told I wasĀ āweirdā? Itās not super happy I guess but, I get called that a lot at school. Thereās a group of girls who like making fun of me a lot, say my clothes are all raggy trash and stuff, and throw stuff at me, say Iām weird...but itās okay! I donāt mind really, if they think Iām weird- they can think Iām weird, since it makes them feel better!
If Iām weird, it means theyāre not, and not feeling weird is nice, so, itās got to make them feel good to throw things at me right? Thatās what matters? Right?
Blog. You people. Started. A blog.
Iād say Iām surprised, but honestly- this is not the dumbest thing you peopleāve done. Not that it says much.
Alright, though, Iāll bite. Sueāll be happy about it.
Honestly? Iād say Iām almost there. Iāve clawed my way from poverty to queen of the underworld, thereās not a soul who wouldnāt refuse to kneel before me...well, one whoād live to say anything about it.Ā
I guess, if thereās one thing I do still wish for though, is a life for my little sister. I know she doesnāt like this life, even if she knows little about it, but, I donāt want her forced into the same world I was. I want to give her a good, safe, life.Ā
I know sometimes she gets swept up in the romantic idea of the thief, she thinks sheās the kind to swing from masts and find a Romeo and Juliet love story, with her as the criminal and them as the good boy, but, I just canāt see her as anything other than my little bird. Maybe thatās on me, but, thatās the last milestone I have before Iām where I feel I can really rest.
Fun fact, when I first signed up for band, I tried to get the Marimba. I cried trying to hold two mallets because I have really sensitive skin thanks to childhood eczema. Then tried Timpani, couldnāt figure it out, freaked out, quit, and refuse to go to the half of the school where the band room is to this day.Ā
My defining trait, Iād say, is probably my...for lack of a better term,Ā āfuck itā mentality. Iām the kid who, and this is true, rolls around school in Heelies with a yeet or be yeeten shirt. I was voted Most Unforgettable for Senior Superlatives. Generally, in life, I try to assume that nothing matters so I may as well have fun with whatever Iām doing :)