Post by Elias Sanchez on Mar 11, 2011 16:20:32 GMT -5
HEY YOU!
Who me?
YEAH YOU! WHO ARE YOU?
Well, I’m
EliasEnrique Sanchez
Tell us about yourself.
What do you want to know?
How long have you been around?
31 years, I look 20
What exactly are you?
Twilight Vampire
So are you a man or a woman?
Are you trying to piss me off?
How do you swing?
I loves me some ladies.
When should we put the candles on the cake?
5, May
What do you look like?:
Are you tall enough for this ride?
6’2
How much do you weigh?
185
Who do you look like?
Enrique Iglesias
So, what are you wearing?
t-shirts with button down shirts over them, jeans, ropers, and a belt with a large rodeo trophy belt buckle.
Do you wear anything of sentimental value?
A St. Christopher medal
Who, exactly, are you?:
You got any family?
I belong to the Corinthian Coven but the only one who really gets me is my brother Gabriel.
Where to you live?
Wherever the rodeo is going on.
Are you in school?
I never went to school but my father, Erik Corinthian, educated me himself. It only took a year because I have a photographic memory.
Tell me about your history.:
I was born in Mexico, across the border of Texas. My family was poor. My father worked in a factory and my mother worked in a flower shop. I was an only child. My parents were political activists, trying to get the people to demand better wages and a better way of life, rather than leave Mexico. They said it was better to stay and make things better than to just leave. The government didn't like people who did these things. They didn't like people who spoke up and demanded a better way of life. I found when I was 16 that I could make money by bull riding. My mother hated it but I was good at it. One night, just after I turned 20, my father pulled me out of my bed. His face was filled with fear, “Get out, run and never come back.” He whispered sharply in my ear as he shoved me toward the window and shoved my boots into my chest and a full backpack, “Get out, hijito! Run, do as I say! Go to the states. Remember I love you. We, love you.” I never disobeyed my father so I climbed out the window as I heard pounding on the door and a loud bang followed by splintering wood and shouting. I heard my mother scream and turned back to look at my window. I saw the flash and heard the gunfire, then silence. “NOOOOOOOOOOOO!!” I screamed. Then they were there, with their guns at the window. The guns were now pointed at me. Now I obeyed the words of my father and I ran, but not before I took a bullet in my shoulder, it actually didn't hurt much; it felt like something bit me. I was chased for a long time but I was in good shape from bull riding so I was able to run a long time, until they stopped chasing me. I never realized they stopped chasing me because I had crossed the border. I ran for what seemed like forever but I was getting weaker and weaker. Soon, I spotted a herd of cows and men riding horses around them. I didn't think anyone ranched the old ways anymore but here they were. One of the cowboys noticed him and began to ride over, I tried to run but I was too weak and I passed out.
When I woke up, I was surrounded by the most beautiful people I had ever seen and one of them was the biggest man I had ever seen and probably ever would. He informed me that I was dying. I had lost too much blood and there was no way of getting me to a hospital to save my life in time. His healers (which were confusing to me at the time) were able to heal my wound but I lost too much blood. Then he offered to save my life. He told me what they were, which I didn't understand how it could be true. I didn't want to die so I asked him to turn me into one of them and he did. He took me into his family and called me his son. He got me American papers to make me legal in the United States and put me to work on his ranch. I learned how to break horses and they say my talent for it. My brother Gabriel started taking me to the rodeo and I loved it. Soon, I was riding the rodeo circuit with my brother until they saw that I had enough control to be around humans safely. Then, my father let me go out on the rodeo circuit alone. Now that’s what I do. My family moved to Forks Washington and I went with them. I hit the rodeo when it comes through but I’m thinking of going on the road with it again. I just don't like being so lonely. I love to party, and I love to sing. Karaoke is one of my favorite things but I wrote a couple of my own songs and I carry the music for them on CD’s in my truck so I can sing them at the bars. They people in the bars I go to know me and they like it when I sing. I just like to have a good time.
So, what do you like to eat?
Steer blood.
What foods make you hurl?
Anything else.
What do you like to do?
Ride bulls, ride broncos’, rope, sing, and make love.
That’s some attitude, want to tell me about it?
I grew up poor. My parents worked hard trying to make a better life for me and they were murdered for it. Now I live in the United States with my new family. My father wanted me to have a good life and live my dreams so that is what I am doing. I am happy, outgoing, cocky, brilliant and confident.
So, what’s so good about you?
I’m good at roping and riding, I can sing, I’m sexy.
Do you have any flaws?
I may be a little too cocky sometimes, I’m addicted to the rodeo, and I have a VERY, VERY hot Mexican temper.
Other:
What else can you tell me?
I don’t know what my special ability is yet, if I even have one.
Can you do anything cool?
I don’t know it yet but I can teleport.
Show us your stuff
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