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Hey there dude!
Yeah you.. Like, you Just standing there and stuff. It's nice to see ya.
So do you like my music? I hope so, if you do mind tossing a few neopoints in that can there? I'm a little short on funds as of the moment. It's hard getting by when living such a hectic life style.
anyway, why don't you sit and chill for a moment, while your at it. You look beat dude, and I'm getting a little lonely myself. I could use a little break from all the singing I've been doing...
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Name: Interject Alexander Danes Alias: Ject Pronunciation: Jeh-ct Gender: Male  Age: 28 yrs old Speices: Kyrii Brush:Disco ---------- Height: 6 ft Weight: 190 lbs Build: a little chubby Fur Type: Short, brisk Fur color: Orange Eye color: light blue Dominant hand: Right ---------- Birthday: June 20th, 1982 Star Sign: Gemini Zodiac sign: Dog Accent: British Occupation: Beatnik Faults: Color Blind ----------- Mother: ----- Father: Mollenkoff Offspring: None Siblings: He has a sister.. somewhere Cousin: Iteric Second Cousin:Kesindy Petpet: Splice the Disco Feepit Status:Single |
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I didn't always just wander around. No direction, no idea where I'm going.
No I lived in a city much like any other city. There was nothing different about it. Like, I even had a job.
Surprising, isn't it?
I was a lawyer, a pretty good one. Once the judges got past the way I speak that is. Even in the court I didn't sound very serious. But let me tell you, I was very serious of my job. I never it took it lightly, I made sure people who did wrong got into jail. This is NOTHING to lake lightly.
When I was little life wasn't so hectic at all. I lived somewhere in Europe on a country side with my mother and half sister. My father was never around. Like mom never even mentioned the man either. Us kids also never asked, It was, like, a known thing among us. "Never speak of dad
Even though My sis wasn't related to me through my father, she always wandered about him. And being as young as she was, she always thought of us as full blooded siblings. So whenever we talked about 'my' father together it was 'our' father.
When I was a preteen we moved into the city. Apparently my father lived there and mother wanted me to get to know him better. However we still never got to meet him. It was like, after we completely moved into our home and got settled down...Mum didn't want to speak of him again. Though I knew it was why we came to the city.
I never understood this until I was seventeen... I finally met him, Gregory Mollenkoff. He was rude, and denied me as a child. Downsizing me cause of my life style as a beatnik.
I could only guess this was why mum hated him so. Seeing as I shared the same life style as her.
However him being my father I did want to impress him, at least a little. Which was why I joined law school and became a lawyer.
A very successful lawyer in fact.
I lived in a nice home, on a nice street. I had so much nice things. My father was proud of me.
It was a nice life.
But it didn't feel that way...
I felt hollow, and everyday just made me feel worse. My Doctor was telling me I had depression. Which was odd cause before I never was depressed.
It was then one night resting in bed I figured it all out... It was my life. My life was depressing. I had the life people dreamed of, that so many wanted... But not what I wanted.
I was like, doing all this just for my father's love. Something I shouldn't have to work to get.
That was how I ended up like this.
I sold most of my things, only keeping what was sentimental...Then gave most of the money to charity. sure I still have some in a bank... But like, I do nothing with it. In fact most of the time I forget I have it, it's like only there in case I have nothing to live by. Even then it's not even that much either. I solely live on what I make during my travels. It's what I use for food, clothes, everything.
And though I have no house to go home to, I am truly happy now. I do miss going home to a nice family ready to welcome you from your day... It's the only thing I miss actually...
Though seeing as I didn't even have that back when I have a house, I have no need to go back.
I'm going to live life to the fullest.
I will never go back to that life that, like, depressed me so. Not when I'm so happy, living like this.
Refrence of me..in case any of you want to draw me. ;3
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Chibi Anthro me grooving.
I like to hum..It's a bad habit...
Like the artist of this doesn't play neo.
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