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a confiscated lighter & fourty-five minutes

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Created on 2008-04-13 01:35:42 (#15361815), last updated 2008-04-25

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Name:	(AU) Axel
Birthdate:	04-16
Location:	(states/regions/territories)

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「 paradise comes at a price. 」

Name: [AU] Axel.
Series: Kingdom Hearts.
Canon: I’m doing a modern AU with him!
Age: Newly eighteen.
Gender: Male.

「 PERSONALITY 」
Axel is about as laid back as a person can get; he moves with an air of nonchalance, of whatever-- as if he doesn’t care at all. And most of the time? Yeah. He doesn’t care. Self-centered and selfish most of the time, Axel isn’t the ideal person, but it’s not as if that’s what he strides for. Nah, it’s the complete opposite: the level-headed rebel is what he strides for, and it’s generally how he’s perceived. Much to his pleasure. He takes things in stride, as they pop up-- not really worried about the future or the past, he’s just pretty lax: living in the here-and-now as he does.

However, he’s not always level-headed-- his temper can be flared up only in a few very select circumstances, and although it rarely pops up when it does it is violently explosive. Triggered usually only when he’s extremely hurt, yeah-- doesn’t happen often at all. He usually regrets it, after he’s exploded-- can sometimes be heard making an sincere apology as rare as the explosion itself.

Axel has a penchant for burning things and poking dead things around with sticks; that said, he’s often curious about things he should perhaps not be. But that said, he’s not particularly nosy, see-- there’s a difference between the two. Should someone tell him to lay off, he’ll oblige. And about that selfish thing from earlier-- he’s not the sort of guy to absolutely refuse lending a hand, but rather the sort of guy to ask “What’s in it for me?” Most of the time this extends to everyone-- unless someone close to him was hurt somehow and needed some immediate attention.

He’s also pretty shut-book. Not really liking to talk too much about himself, Axel isn’t much of a listener either-- finding most people’s worries, troubles and problems trivial, boring, or just a downer. And while not a happy-go-lucky sort of guy, at Axel’s best he’s usually languidly content like a cat.

「 HISTORY 」
Axel’s beginning was as chaotic as his end is sure to be. As is characteristic of northern weather, April sixteenth was a sunny day with a chilly yet soft wind blowing about in startling contrast to the going ons in the household in which Axel was born.

As a first time mother, Lea wasn't sure if her contractions were true or false. Assuming that they were of the former, she set to making lunch for herself-- opening a nearby window to let in the breeze. Soon she was made to be aware by her water breaking that it wasn’t just a false sort of thing, and called her husband, who was near an hour’s drive away at work. By the time he arrived home, his wife was already well into labor-- caught up in the heat of the moment, the two parents didn’t notice the heat forming downstairs until smoke started to drift into the bedroom in which Lea had laid herself.

By this time, a doctor had been called to the house and was now helping Lea along with her delivery-- and just as the baby is born, they have to escape the house. Pleasant, really. Thankfully, the fire only scorched most of the kitchen-- the rest of the house was spared. The kind of story that’s told at dinner parties, much to Axel’s disdain.

Right, so epic birth story over with. Seeing as he’s only so old, there’s not much else to really tell of. His parents were wealthy people in a good neighborhood, and Axel was always expected to be the ideal son-- an idea he was only so happy to rebel against with elaborate practical jokes, sarcasm, mockery and a near-constant habit of talking back. Oh, and he was a pyromaniac at an early, early age-- one of Axel’s first memories are of playing with matches: setting little twigs and grasses alight on the sidewalk.

As good as the neighborhood in which Axel grew up was, there were still a few ‘bad news’ kids lingering around. Money doesn’t breed perfection, after all. Axel took a liking to most of them, and quickly made nice-- this group of kids lasted up until freshman year, until Axel did a few maneuvers that quickly and easily dispelled the group, leaving him only with a taste for cigarettes, a ton of people out for his hide, and of course-- the benefits. Benefits that resided solely in the reputation department. The specifics on what happened are mostly a mystery, and it’s a bit of a touchy subject for Axel.

Around junior year, Axel ran into a certain freshmeat he’d been buddy-buddy with in his childhood, but had drifted apart from-- Roxas. The two quickly got on near disturbingly well, a feat for Axel who held so little loyalty and a peculiar selectiveness in his company-- the two were best friends once again, as well as the school’s local delinquents. The two of them played a bizarre array of pranks and jokes with great ingenuity on anyone who seemed good at the time. This usually landed the both of them in deep crap, as ‘anyone who seemed good at the time’ included and was not limited to any cleanup staff, teachers, and school goodie-goodie twoshoes.

Slacker extraordinaire, Axel found himself skipping a lot of classes yet somehow always getting an okay pass on most things. Well, maths and English class excluded, chemistry being the main one which he usually skipped only because of his obnoxious, sadistic blonde lab partner. A certain Larxene, whom he found fun to talk to-- albeit dryly and usually unpleasant-- as she wasn’t too stupid. Just a little full of herself and annoying when she wanted to be.

Yeah, whatever. As said before, there’s not really anything too interesting.

「 that I am not prepared to pay. 」

Axel as played by WARPLANES for NIHIL.

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ahamed, burning things, getting kicked outta class, larxene's private agenda, lighters, mr. yoo, not laureen, snack machines, stealing pens

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