CZERNOBOG, aaron scott

[aaron]

teenagers scare the living shit out of me
- - - - - - AND MISTER AARON CZERNBOG, YOU'RE THE WORST OF THEM ALL - - - - - -

save your breath, i've heard this line seventeen times. all them breeders, they hate me.

the boys and girls in the clique

* GENDER - - - Male
* CELEBRITY - - - Andy Sixx
* NICKNAME - - - none
* HEIGHT - - - 5’9
* WEIGHT - - - 176 lb
* MOTHER - - - Praskoviya Czernobog-dead
* FATHER - - - Dimitrii Czernobog-deadsters
* BROTHER(S) - - - None
* SISTER(S) - - - Nadezhda Czernobog, he just doesn't know of her


they're gonna clean up your looks

* LIKES - - - chocolate, rain, music, the outside, reading, stories, warm blankets, light
* DISLIKES - - - onions, shifters, vampires, silence, blood, slimy stuff, headaches, darkness
* PET PEEVE - - - the hair that falls off people but stays on their clothes, rude people, when people hold up lines because they don’t notice the front has moved
* BIGGEST FEAR - - - having to breed with a horrible lady
* BAD HABIT - - - picking his nose, talking with food in his mouth
* FLAWS - - - moody, paranoid, OCD, stubborn, talks before he thinks, short tempered, gullible
* POSITIVE ATTRIBUTES - - - good listener, smart, neat ‘freak’ , good sense of humor, loyal, flirty, blunt


could care less as long as someone'll bleed

* FACT ONE - - - One of the earliest memories Aaron has is when he was three years old. He was being moved into the three-eleven year olds dorm when he saw a lady carrying a small child. The baby looked as if it couldn’t have been more than a few days old. Aaron waved at the newborn, not knowing of anything, just acknowledging another living being. The baby was too far and just getting farther as it was carried off, but Aaron is convinced that the baby smiled at him. When he’s alone, he often thinks back on that memory and thinks, hopes, that the baby was his sister.
* FACT TWO - - - Aaron got into his first fight when he was only six. An eight-year old was bossing the younger kids around and he pushed Aaron out of his way. That was all it took for Aaron to go ape sh*t on that kid. He pushed the boy and then tackled him down. He began biting, scratching, and punching the older boy. Soon enough the boy was a bloody mess and the scent of blood drew the ‘Father’ to see what was going on. A sadistic smile formed on the man’s face when he saw the older boy crying out underneath little Aaron, while he was practically being beaten to death. The beatings stopped the minute Aaron heard his name being called out. He looked down at the boy, got up, muttered a ‘sorry’ and went on his merry way with a smile on his face.
* FACT THREE - - - At the age of nine Aaron got his first taste of death and his first scent of sex. He had befriended a ten year old named ‘Marqui’ when he was eight. One night Aaron awoke to the sounds of shuffling, harsh whispers, and whimpers. He opened his heavy eyes just in time to see several boys-about four of them-carry out a struggling body. Maybe if he had kept his eyes closed, things would’ve been different. He dragged his tired little body out of bed and followed the boys. He stayed a good distance away, following them until they stopped. They dropped the body down and practically attacked the other boy. Aaron just stood and watched as clothes were torn off and screams were cut off. While the boys were moving, Aaron was able to catch a glimpse at the boy being attacked. It was Marqui. Tears were streaming down his face and his cries were muffled by a boy… Soon the four boys’ pants were discarded and the tragedy began. Aaron stood there, sleep gone from his body, watching as his only friend was raped. Minutes passed…hours…and eventually a trail of blood began to cover the floor. Aaron heard the sounds of people coming, but the boys didn’t. The Father arrived with several others and the boys pulled away from Marqui. Aaron rushed to his friend and pressed his head against the bloody, naked, scratched chest. There was no trace of a heartbeat.
* FACT FOUR - - - On his twelve birthday Aaron was taken advantage of by the oldest boy in the housing facility. It was late at night when a sleeping Aaron awoke, once again, to the sounds of shuffling. He knew better this time, so his eyes stayed shut…until he felt his bed dip. Eyes shot open, and Aaron sat up with his fists at the ready. He saw the boy smiling at him-Antoine was his name-before he leaned in for a kiss. Aaron just sat there and let Antoine kiss down his neck. ‘Don’t fight it. It’s for both of our good.’ He was told. He was laid down and just let Antoine do whatever. It felt good, so Aaron didn’t stop it. No clothes were discarded. ‘I like girls,’ Antoine said, ‘just need [TEAM ADMIN PWNS YOUR FACE] a rub.’ He said. ‘I don’t want some guy’s thing in me, so I don’t do that to guys.’ He said. When he was done, he kissed Aaron’s forehead, whispered a ‘goodnight,’ and went back to his bed. ‘This is how things are.’ Aaron concluded as he fell asleep. In the next morning, Aaron found out Antoine was moved to the next years’ housing.
* FACT FIVE - - - Aaron was a late bloomer. All the other boys started going through puberty when they were eleven, some even when they were nine. Aaron felt a bit out of the loop that he still had his high pitched voice while all the other thirteen-year olds had deeper voices or cracking ones. He once heard boys talking about their ‘new’ body parts and didn’t understand what one word meant. He asked them what the ‘scrotum’ was and they just laughed in his face before walking away. A few weeks later he was thinking out loud when his voice cracked. He was a very happy little boy. Once his voice settled down, all the boys’ eyes would widen when he spoke. He would tell them the same thing. ‘I know you’re amazed; my voice is pretty damn sexy.’
* FACT SIX - - - Sometime after his fifteenth birthday Aaron became a bit of a neat freak. He was making his bed when he noticed that one side of the covers was longer than the other side. He tore his bed apart, and redid it. This time he noticed that his blankets were too far up near the pillows. So he redid it. Then he noticed that he blankets were too far down. He redid it again. He wasn’t satisfied with the way his pillows were. The bed was made once more. Then he realized that his bed was filthy so he had to wash everything. He remade his bed about forty more times before ‘Father’ came and scolded him. He dragged Aaron out of the room, but Aaron managed to pull away and run back to his bed. He inspected it one last time, and was satisfied, before he was back handed for misbehaving. As they walked away, Aaron didn’t notice that his pillows were on the floor. He got in trouble for being messy. He was pissed off as hell.
* FACT SEVEN - - - A freshly turned seventeen-year old Aaron became accepting of his fate. One year left until he would mate and then die. He believed that he was too ‘weak’ to be a vampire. And when he thought of it, he really didn’t like the idea. Blood was gross. It was dirty. And it was a b*tch and half to get out of fabrics, and if you got some on the floor, oh forget it. You would have an easier time getting vampires and shifters to have a friendly conversation with one another. At night Aaron hoped of mating with a pretty girl. Or a nice one, even if she wasn’t what he thought as ‘pretty.’ He was afraid of being with a girl that hated his guts. He once thought of what he would if he got a mean girl and she got him upset. The thought ended with him beating her to death. He giggled at the thought. Such a harsh punishment for something as small being a horrible person. Then he realized he would be doing her a favor; offing her before the vamps got her. He was sure it wouldn’t come to that. He would age, mate, mate, and then die. He accepted his fate. He accepted that his fate was only a little over a year long.


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