User Profile

Yo all!

Hmmm.... So what's there to say 'bout me?

For starters: The name's Alexander Wolfgang. Some people call me "Alex", but you can also call me Ravencrow. Actually, I prefer you call me Ravencrow and not ask why.

I'm one of Author's creations: reverie_shadow. Chances are that if you know me, then you've obviously gotta know her as well.
Evidently she calls me one of her "successful failures", 'cause I wasn't supposed to end lasting as long as I did. I dunno 'bout that so much, but things could've turned out a lot differently.
She says I was born out of a Filter song, whatever the fuck that means. I was supposed to die in the first scene I was created, but didn't. So then I was supposed to die at the end of the chapter. No go, nikk. Author then decided to kill me off at the end of the first Act of the story. I eluded her yet again! She then sought to kill me at the end of the whole damn book, until she realized that "Antediluvian" was going to be extended into a trilogy. I've been around since, thanks to my crafty wits. Mwahaha!

Other stuff? Uh. Well. I come from a post-apocalyptic future, to which Author refuses to give any specifics in terms of dates. She's a bitch like that. Yeah.
I've lived in a pretty flanky city in Ophelia, Louisiana since I was ten. Place takes a lot of getting used to, I suppose, depending.

You've probably been wonderin' about my accent a little, or at least the way I talk. I get commented on it sometimes. It's a southern accent. Yeah. Shut up.

My mom and dad died when I was pretty young. Mom supposedly overdosed on a drug called Excellia Rush, and dad deep-throated a shotgun shortly after. Tragic, I'm sure. I'll spare you the angst; you can read my profile on Wiki for all that.
I've also got two brothers. Marcus is a presumptuous sonofabitch but Dom's all right. Apparently, through Dominick I have a surrogate niece, too. Yup. Uncledom. Pretty whay.

I had a girlfriend once. Well, I had a lot of girlfriends, but only one that was really serious and not just for fucks.
Her name was Reene. We met in college, and were together for two years, until the night I was gonna ask her to marry me. Stupid idea, to be honest. She was dead the mornin' after. Somethin' I really don't wanna talk about. Not here at least.

I'm pretty sure that even if I did ask her she'd say no anyway.

To top that, I'm being stalked by Crazy Lady. Yeah, I know, her name's Ravine, or that's what she calls herself now. But I still call her Crazy Lady 'cause she's, y'know, crazy. Then again, you can't exactly call me the picture perfect idea of a mentally healthy person, either.

Crazy Lady says she'll kipe my journal every now and then, so you could say this is kinda both of our journals. More mine than hers, though. Hahahaha!

Also, I'm a morning person. A big morning person. Author and Crazy Lady hate me for it.

That's...pretty much it in a nutshell.

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