Xandros's Journal

Character Pict

2005-04-14T06:54:22Z

Sketch of Xandros, a birthday present from a friend

Week 32

2005-03-27T05:36:20Z

A large envelope arrives for Xandros from an old friend in Philly. Opening it he find a large sticker, that reads "Some people are like Slinkies . . . not really good for anything, but you still can't help but smile when you see one tumble down the stairs." The satyr laughs and promptly posts it on the wall.

Xandros and Vincent's Door Room, Saturday of Week 25

2004-12-29T00:56:06Z

Having taken the RoVan into town, Xandros returns with a few bags and a brown box. The box has holes punched in it. He looks around, spotting Vincent, he says with a grin "Guess what I got?"

Week 25 in Xandros and Vincent's Room

2004-12-17T03:53:28Z

Xandros sits on his iMac, catching up on his e-mail as his roommate quitely sits on his bed reading. Xandros clicks a link sent to him, looking at the page of photos, he comments to Vincent, "Hey, you may find this interesting."

Xandros's Journal Week 22

2004-11-21T04:30:11Z

I think I faired ok on the placement exams. So far I haven't been kicked out of any classes due to the results. Classes have been interesting, more interesting then at home. But there's a shit-load of work to do, hence why I haven't had much time to write.

The other students here are interesting to say the least. The sickeningly sweet happy thing that some of them have going, especially some of the elves, or rather sidhe, as I've been corrected many times, is starting to get to me. I think they may send me into diabetic shock if they keep it up. I've seemed to click well with Ash. He's the first other like me who's not a grump who views themselves as having to take care of me and willing to, well, have fun. Damn the boy knows how to have fun, no hang-ups at all, at least not that I have found. I really need to take the boy out on the town some time. Can't wait to see him have fun on the dance floor.

Jounral of Xandros/Alexander, Week 21

2004-11-13T04:47:36Z

It's midterms week, but I don't have to take midterms just having arrived. But I do have to take placement exams, which means the same amount of work. I think I did ok in history, math and bio. I BSed my way through philosophy. Cantrips and Kinain made me feel like a complete idiot, as I wasn't even able to bull shit through them. Hell, I just found out that we can do magic. Doc didn't bother to explain that, guess he was too busy trying to explain to me that I wasn't a demon, and that I hadn't lost my mind. Personally, I still think I'm not entirely sane.

Met a few of the other students here. Major freak shows, but in a good way, well, mostly. Most are nowhere as snooty as Doc said they would be. I feel sorry for the skunk or whatever he is. Some chick broke his heart and hurt him bad. Not sure if the physical wounds were her doing or self inflicted, but with with all the new tricks and such I wouldn't put it past her. Though I do sympathize with him, if he doesn't cut out the silent act I'm going to knock him upside the head.

It looks like my peace and quiet may be ending soon. The hall mistress said something about getting a roommate. Guess good things can't last forever.

Chrysalis Part 1

2004-11-09T09:16:46Z

Doc said that it would help if I wrote down what happened, so here it goes.

I started hanging out this summer at Equinox, the goth night at one of the clubs downtown in Pilly. The music's good, the crowd doesn't have too many posers, and most importantly, IDs are not checked at the door, only at the bar. My friends there were really the only ones who understood how suck-ass the world can be, and how stupid most people can be having the wool pulled down over their eyes all the time. Every saturday night, I would loose myself in the music and dance till closing to the dark sounds.

It was about then when I started getting the dreams. In some of them I would find myself running through the woods, or sitting around a fire to the sounds of drums being plaid. In others, I had a round sheild, short sword, and there was a charging army with spears and swords running at us. I would still feel the blood on my hands as I awoke, but it quickly faded as I woke up. Most of the dreams were, to put it in the terms of those films we had to watch in middle school, 'special adult dreams'. And oh man were they good. Some were romantic with dancing and such, but most were the stuff porn movies are made of; hair, skin, lips, skin on skin. Sometimes there was one, sometimes two, and often full blown orgies. There were girls and guys, but it didn't seem to matter, for it all felt so good. I awoke to find myself disappointingly alone.

During the day whenever my mind wandered off, which was quite often, I would find myself thinking of those dreams. Other things started creeping into my waking mind. I would see something out of the corner of my eye, or while walking past, but when I turned to take a better look, it was gone. One evening I could have sworn I saw a demon or something, it had pointy teeth, and blood red hair, but when I looked again, it was just some overly pierced skater punk. Then there was the giant spider. I kept seeing it, and it's eyes up in the rafters of Equinox, but no one else could see it. They just said that it was just my imagination or paranoia running away on me, or that I was trying to pull something on them.

Things continued on ok for a while, until Halloween.

Journal of Alexander/Xandros Week 20, 1/15/04 Thursday afternoon

2004-11-09T06:31:52Z

After two days of classes things don't seem to bad. Math, History and Science are all the same usual BS as back at home, but they're taught by other Kinain, if that's the correct word, I think it is. Mr. Larkatos seems rather cool, as does his class. He's surprisingly understanding about having missed the first half of the course, wish I could say the same for the stuffy pointy eared elf who teaches Basic Cantrips. Apparently we can do magic, major bonus. Guess this fae thing isn't so bad. Unfortunately the guy who's teaching us how to do it has a stick up his ass. There's a whole section in the text about cursing, definitely need to read that.

Lady Surya is also nice, though the whole different forms of address thing is still damn confusing. Who is Sir and Your Excellency, instead of Mr? Apparently titles and calling people the right thing is very important, and if you don't, they get their panties all in a twist. Reminds me of the those back at the club at home who would call themselves Baroness or Count whatever. Fucking Posers. Anyway, there's a whole section in the text for the class on Satyrs. Will have to read it this weekend, which apparently I will have to spend catching up on work. I was hoping to be able to take the van into town and check out the local scene, if there is one. Guess that'll have to wait.

The most suppressing thing about classes was gym. I fucking hated gym class at home. It was always full of dumb jocks and the teacher was always one of them, usually a guy who's defining moment was the big game in high school. Here, things seem to be different. Sir Gunthar, while not a genius, I wouldn't call a dumb jock. He seems to actually care about all the students, not just the ones on the football team. I don't think this place even has one. He's very much the noble warrior type, other then being 8 feet tall and blue, he's also rather handsome. I can't believe I just wrote that. Anyway, for once, I don't dread the locker room. No dumb bullies slamming people into lockers or tripping them in the shower. Today Sir Gunthar had us do sprints and calisthenics as a warm up for the rest of the semester. Oddly enough, unlike at home, I was near the front of the class when we were doing sprints, and I don't think it's cause the other students are slow. Fucking strange. I think it may have to be part of being a Satyr, since the others also tended to be in the lead of the class. Odd though how it didn't give me an advantage at home. Sir Gunthar said that we're going to learn staff fighting and some other martial arts this semester, definitely better then playing baseball or volleyball.

Oh well, time to get back to homework...

Journal of Alexander/Xandros Week 20, 1/13/04 Tuesday afternoon

2004-11-08T07:35:41Z

So far things here have been strange but ok. For now I have my own room in the dorms, but with the second bed, desk and closet, I'm betting that that won't last too long. I guess I should enjoy the privacy and quiet while it lasts.

The students here are odd, to say the least. There's all sorts of things, people, breeds or whatever the hell the term is here then Doc ever mentioned. Though supposedly I'm going to learn all about them in one of the classes here, which I start tomorrow. Got a tour of the campus. It's a nice place, if you like living in a postcard. The old science building looks kind-of interesting, but they said it's off limits, all the really interesting stuff always is.

I spent most of the day in the offices getting my class schedule and stuff. I'm going to be over a half a year behind in the two special courses I'm taking. Wonderful, this means that in addition to the usual shit, I'll have to take these two more classes, and make up for half a years work in each, so it'll be like having four more classes. Why the hell did I agree to come here? I should have just stayed at that festering hold of a school at home, it would have at least been easier.

Classes

2004-11-06T01:07:22Z

Basic Cantrips
Introduction to Kinain
American History
Algebra II
Biology
Intro to Philosophy
Phys Ed.

Character Sheet and Background

2004-11-04T08:06:21Z

Character's Name (Mortal):
Alexander James

Character's Name (Faerie):
Alexanderos / "Xandros"

Court:
Unseelie (by nature, not an official alliance)

Seeming:
Wilder

Kith:
Satyr

House:
None

Seelie Legacy:
Sage

Unseelie Legacy:
Fatalist

Character's Mortal Age:
16

Attributes:
Strength 3, Dexterity 3, Stamina 3, Charisma 3, Manipulation 4 (Cunning), Appearance 3, Perception 3, Intelligence 2, Wits 3

Abilities:

Alertness 2, Athletics 2, Brawl 1, Dodge 1, Empathy 1, Intimidation 2, Keening 1, Persuasion 1, Streetwise 2, Subterfuge 1
Drive 1, Melee 1, Performance 3, Security 1, Stealth 2, Survival 1
Computer 1, Enigmas 1, Investigation 1, Law 1, Linguistics 1 (Spanish), Science 1

Backgrounds:
Resources 1, Remembrance 1, Treasure 3 (Pack of clove cigarettes of which the smoke can cloud the minds of those whom it is blown at and always has at least one clove left. Chicanery 3 - Fugue)

Arts:
Ledgermain 2, Soothsay 2

Realms:
Actor 2, Fae 2, Prop 2

Glamour, Willpower and Banality:
Glamour 4, Willpower 2, Banality 3

Birthrights & Frailties, House Boon and Flaw:

Gift of Pan: Charisma + Empathy (or Performance) roll to stir carnal passions; target(s) can roll their Willpower (vs. 7) to resist
Physical Prowess: +1 to Stamina; cannot Botch Athletics; in Fae mien, can run at 25 + (3 x Dexterity) yards per Turn.
Passion's Curse: +2 (or more if intoxicated) to Difficulty of Willpower rolls to resist temptation or maintain self-control.

Merits & Flaws:
None

Background & Personality:

Alexander is the eldest son of a typical middle class suburban couple. Very early on he realized that his schoolmates and most people are phonies, living for material possessions and false status while not really experiencing life. He recently has found escape by diving into the local goth subculture. One night, during a rather wonderfully dark and enjoyable party, the cops raid the club on a drug bust, and find Alex obviously high, as he's ranting about things that they can't see. In the ER, the doctors are perplexed as they can't find any traces of any drugs in his system despite his obvious hallucinations. What they, nor he don't know is that in the depth of the party, on the dance floor while lost in the music, Alex underwent his chrysalis.
Alex's parents agree to keep him in the hospital for observation. After a few days of stewing in his own thought of himself gone mad or having turned into some sort of demon (after all with hooves and horns what else could he be?), a specialist in adolescent psychology from a nearby hospital is called to consult. The new psychiatrist immediately recognizes what was going on, the confused teen is one of his own kith. He talks to the confused young man and explains to him what's happened. Though Alex isn't quite sure if he should believe what this other demon-like man in the white coat is telling him, Alex knows that going along with what he says is the best way to get out of the damned hospital.
The psychiatrist during his weekly appointments with Alex teaches the young man what he can, but the looming of the ever-present and overprotective parents proves to be a hinderance. Through through fellow Hippocritan Dr. Jason Copoulos, Alex's mentor learns of a boarding school where the boy can be properly taught the ways of his kind. It takes some convincing, but the parents do wind up agreeing that a small school like the Rowan Academy would be best for their son, and they enroll him for the spring semester.
Xandros is still rather new to the whole changeling thing, and isn't quite sure what to make of it yet. He doesn't have the highest views of society in general, but so far his fellow fae have treated him better then most others, though he still remains suspicious. He has had little interaction with fae society, other then his shrink. He's a good student, showing promise in writing, science and music, but as of yet his potential has yet to be focused and concentrated into any one area. He's usually rather restrained in large social situations, but doesn't hesitate to enjoy life's pleasures when they present themselves. What he is not quite comfortable with is some of the feelings and urges that surface when he lets go. The night he ended up in the hospital, just before the raid, he was out on the dance floor, a young man with spiked red hair was dancing next to him, as they lost themselves in the music and the low lights, they found themselves dancing with each-other, and liking it. These new feelings, this passion, is part of what sparked his chrysalis, but he has yet to fully come to grips with them.

Description:

Alexander is a young man of about 5'8" in hight, pale in complexion and lean in build. He appears to be well into puberty, but not have yet to have experience his last growth spurt. Black hair covers his head, reaching just beyond his shoulders. The occasional stray hair is seen on his chin, as he's not quite mastered the art of shaving. Both his ears are pierced with small studs accompanied by an additional ring at the top of his left ear. He's usually seen wearing all black, jeans, tee-shirt from Hot Topic, boots and when appropriate a trench-coat. Accompanying his outfit is a black leather studded bracer on his left forearm and a smaller leather bracelet on his right and a black leather bondage collar.
In his fae seeming Xandros's hair reaches well down his back with two dark brown horns appearing from the front of his hair. He's wears a black satin shirt, a black studded leather kilt-like garment around his waist, and sometimes a long black leather coat. His bracer, braclet, collar and piercing remain the same as in his normal seeming. Below the kilt one can see the goat-legs that are the trademark of his kith. His legs are covered in black fur and end in dark brown hooves. A small tail remains hidden under the leather.

Equipment:

iMac (going away gift from mom and dad), Guitar, Diskman, Small Stereo, Collection of Goth and Metal CD's, Collection of Comics by Jhonen Vasquez, Roman Dirge and Voltaire.