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| Tug Shamien | ||||||||
| 1. What's your full birth name? And your nick name? And while we're on a role, how about your age? The name on my birth certificate is Tristan Kean Shamien. Everyone calls me Tug *shrugs* To tell you the truth I don't even know why. I'm eighteen years old *smirks* So now the shit I do is legal. 2. Tell us a little more about yourself. What's your personality like? Any bad habits? Any passions or ambitions? Any hobbies? What are your likes and dislikes? Alright I've been called an anal retentive in my day, which is alright since I don't know what it means. But seriously if you touch me, you die. I hate being touched, I just hate it. No poking, no pinching, no cuddling, no tickling or I kick your ass. I'm tough, I've been on my own so long I don't know how to be kind and gentle with people. So I'm nasty and angry at everything around me. Hell, why should I be nice when I've suffered my whole life? If you piss me off you're getting a fist in the face. I also love girls, I mean all girls. I could have three women a day and still not be satisfied, it's just the way I am. I'll never be monogamous. I smoke and drink like a fish and fight an awful lot. I'm a street rat and damn proud of it. I've got battle scars from when I was eight years old and I'm proud of every one of 'em. 3. Now it's not like we're blind or anything, but how would you describe your outward appearance? I've got an extremely built up body, it just happened that way. I've got light brown hair that falls into my eyes. I'm constantly shoving it out of my face. I got light hazel eyes. People tell me they look dull and lifeless, void of all emotions, like I've had my soul ripped from me. 4. Not to pry into your business, but could you possibly tell us a little about your past? When I was a toddler my parents moved me out west, really after my baby sister died of diptheria. When I was around five they was out workin' in the fields and got slaughtered by Indians. The doctor in town took me in and was tryin' to make me be a good little boy, but good ain't in me ya see. So I ran off and started travelin' around the country. I became a con artist, a pick pocket and a loner. The U.S was mine for the taking. I ended up in New York when I was near fourteen and haven't wanted to leave since I got here. Every now and then I get antsy and take a long walk to somewheres I ain't been before, but I always come back to the LH. 5. Do you have any living family members? If so, do they reside in New York? I got nobody but myself. 6. How about relationships? *Grins* Got a sweetheart or anything? Tell us a little bit about your significant other, or the one you admire from afar. *Wink* *smirks* I got plenty....that don't mean they know bout each other.... 7. Why did you decide to join our Second Heaven Community? I got pissed at Spot and needed to get the hell outta Brooklyn, we ain't got no hard feelins just we couldn't be under the same roof is all. |
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