1. Your Name:
2. Age:
3. Single or Taken:
4. Favourite Film:
5. Favourite Song or Album:
6. Favourite Band/Artist:
7. Dirty or Clean:
8. Tattoos and/or Piercings:
9. Do we know each other outside of dA?
10. What's your philosophy on life?
11. Is the bottle half-full or half-empty?
12. Would you keep a secret from me if you thought it was in my best interest?
13. What is your favourite memory of us?
14. What is your favourite guilty pleasure?
15. Tell me one odd/interesting fact about you:
16. You can have three wishes (for yourself, so forget all the 'world peace etc' malarkey) - what are they?
17. Can we get together and make a cake?
18. Which country is your spiritual home?
19. What is your big weakness?
20. Do you think I'm a good person?
21. What was your best/favourite subject at school?
22. Describe your accent:
23. If you could change anything about me, would you?
24. What do you wear to sleep?
25. Trousers or skirts?
26. Cigarettes or alcohol?
27. If I only had one day to live, what would we do together?
28. Will you repost this so I can fill it out for you?

Name: Gabriel Nagarian
Race: Vampire
Description of race: The Nagarian Bloodline has flowed for nearly 2800 yrs beginning with the brother's Gavril Nagarian and Gabriel Nagarian. They were thought in Ancient Roman times to be god's descended to Earth as they tore through the ranks of the Spartan's and Athenian's as if they were paper dolls standing still. The key attributes to the Nagarian bloodline are their ability to stand within sunlight and the only difference visible being their eyes turning from a deep crystal blue to blood red and their hair becoming white as snow from pitch darkness.
Age: 2818
Sex: Male
Weapons: A giant greatsword by the name of Valzerd which has a prism at the base of the hilt filled with blood. Also a deck of tarot cards he keeps in the breast pocket of his shirt.
Abilities: Fast reflexes from years at war and a honed precision with his throws.
Homeland: Romania
Height: 6'1
Weight: 180 pounds
Hair: black when in darkness bright white when in sunlight
Eyes: crystal blue in the darkness blood red in the light
Clothing: Aristocratic attire attuned to medieval Europe.
Build/Body: His body is covered much of the time but when he is fencing he removes his jacket to show a long sleeved shirt and vest. If he rolls up the sleeves of his shirt countless scars can be seen adorning both of his wrists and arms for the many times he was tortured to near death and the many times he tried to end his own life. His toned form is exposed when he removes his coat showing a thin but tense set of muscles rippling across his arms and shoulders along with toned legs from years of wielding rapiers and foil's.
Occupation: His occupation for many years has been traveling the world bringing the art of fencing and dance from the old ages back to modern day.
Weakness: His weakness his a deep driven fear of torture chambers or anything resembling torture. This drives him into a bloodlust and causes him to lash out with feline anger at all those around him. (medical condition: mania)
Hobbies: Poker and sword fighting.
Personality: His personality is loving and caring though many times he seems to fall into a state of quietness and thought where he is almost unreachable. These many times seem to happen when he is around women that seem to wish to flaunt themselves about him trying to draw his attention. He also seems to be in deep pain within his mind where he retreats to think almost every night for long hours on end.
Bio/History: The history of Gabriel Nagarian is long and infused with many generations. His beginning was in the slave strewn town of Damascus, Romania. There he grew up being beaten into a soldier for the Romanian Empire in their quest to conquer much of what is today Asia and Russia. During this training many things seemed to happen at once as his mentor's began to fall ill and die suddenly in the middle of the night from puncture marks into the side's of their throats. No one suspected the small boy of any wrong doing but it became apparent quickly that anyone that came near him was doomed to be killed. The boy was quietly removed from the country and taken to a dark cell in Russia where he was left to freeze far from any habitual place. This was sadly not the end of the boy's misery though and far from the end of his story. A man in a dark cloak arrived within the first night and offered the boy a small dagger telling him to take his life if he had a wish to die or come with him and become something more than what he was. Quickly the boy followed the man from the cell which the man mysteriously had the keys to. The man took the boy into his cloak and seemed to disappear away from the freezing abyss that was to be the boy's prison and they came to the bustling town of Rome. The town was large compared to his hometown and the boy stared in wonder at all the marvels around him. These things would come to be boring in later years but now they were a marvel to behold for the young slave boy. The man quietly rented them a room in a small abode and there the man revealed his face for the first time since they had met. The man stood before him adorned in the blackest of armor adorned with a blood red cross on his chest piece. The man's face was noble and stern but his pale blue eyes and bright blonde hair made him seem almost childish. A smile adorned his lips and he reached down gently touching the boy's brow. Then as suddenly as he had been there he was gone. For many day's the boy waited eating little else than bread and water which was brought to him by the owner of the house who said that a letter had been left for them regarding how to take care of him and that everything had already been paid for in full. The boy began to wonder about the reasoning behind the man saving him until suddenly a shriek echoed downstairs and the boy rushed out of his bedroom to find the man who had saved him standing of the body of the old lady who had been taking care of him. "This is your first experience of the death of the world around you but soon you will come to understand." The words the man said echoed within his head as a sudden burst of pain hit his scalp and he crumbled not knowing what had happened. He awoke in the darkness his body stiff and the smell of incense filling the air. A dark pain throbbed through his throat as he reached his fingers up to feel the teeth imprints within his flesh. Suddenly agony was all he knew as his body writhed a scream ripping from his lips as he felt like his body was being torn to pieces from within. The pain lasted for time untold until finally it began to wash away and a new sense arose. A sense of being watched by something and quickly he was alert to everything around him as he launched from the bed straight up with inhuman speed. A small clap echoed in the hollow chamber as the man walked forward from the shadows and smiled. The man told him of the transformation process and handed the boy a robe. He told the boy to stay hidden during the day for fear that he would cause a mess and that any that saw the truth of him would have to immediately be dealt with. He also warned the boy that a thirst would come upon him and that he would have to learn to control the craving or they would perish. Thus began the tutoring of the boy into the man he would soon become. Years past and Rome went from a bustling village to a large city. The boy was lost within the time as he trained and became a man of the blade until a story was brought to the attention of the commander of Rome's armies that a young lad was defeating their best soldier's in a challenge to take a place on the field of battle. The commander quickly summoned for the lad and a young 18 yr old boy was brought before him covered in blood. The commander scoffed at the thought of the young lad being able to defeat his best fighters and had him display his prowess against 5 men at once. The boy stood ready in only his cloth robe and a sword taller than himself but it quickly became apparent that this was no boy as he slaughtered the first three to charge him in one quick slash of his great sword. The other two tried to run but were no match for the boys speed as he quickly overtook them still bearing the great burden of the sword and slaughtered them where they stood without a flinch. The men became awestruck and afraid but the commander simply marveled and clapped summoning the boy once more before him. He made the boy his new subordinate and gave him the best of food and bed that was to offer. Soon war came to Rome and the armies were dispatched where the boy once more showed his worth taking the enemies general by surprise with a Asian blow dart through the throat from half way across the battlefield in the first few minutes of the battle. War's raged for time unknown the boy crushing all who came to oppose Rome until some started to notice the boy did not seem to age though the years past. The catholic's came to believe him a devil and he was bound and tortured for many years until the man once more appeared freeing the boy from the darkness of his cell and dragging him to the safety of The America's where they came to reside as far to the western ocean as possible. They came to be known to the aborigines as the men with white hair. They were worshiped as bringer's of light and prosper and were given many sacrifices to please them so that each harvest might be bountiful. Gabriel grew to know his companion who told him his name was Gavril and that they were brother's of blood. They lived him harmony with the land around them until people began to move west and take the land's away cutting away at the forest's and damming the rivers. Soon it became apparent that once more they would have to become one with society though this time they knew well how to do so. They lived in harmony amongst the people quickly shifting from one place to another to keep from drawing attention. So they came finally to live in the small town of Forks where they could go out into the open without fear of being noticed because the sun almost never shined there. So the story continues.
Likes: Mind Games and new challenges
Dislikes: Pain and Sadists

Woohoo I wrote a poem and I liked it. I have not wrote anything beautiful in a very long time and I find it miraculous that I could possibly even still be capable of writing something that gets people's attention. It is a mystery how the words flow from my mind but I am glad that it is possible.

I feel all alone left within my mind,
I feel the chains that to this world bind,
I let go of everything once,
I let everything go just like a dunce,
I tried to find my way back to this place,
I fell right down upon my face,
I can't get up or breathe the air,
It feels like nothing is remaining there,
I cannot stand upon my feet,
I cannot find a place to take a seat,
I try to rise but cannot stand,
I feel my life tugged on like a band,
If I cannot get some help,
I will be nothing more than a whelp,
I know that this is very true,
I beg from a little help from you.

Don't ask about this poem cause I just felt I needed to get it out of my system. If you liked it then I am glad cause I really am living this. Now that's all there is for my journal.

I actually like the title of this journal. For once I am going to speak my mind and dont really care about what people think. Some say I am Emo and others say I am just angry. Few say I am insane and the ones that really know me say that nothing the others say really matters. I could care less about what everyone thinks so if you got a comment against me go ahead and shoot it at me cause I will just stand there and let it hit me. Be angry at me I wont bother to even respond in kind to you because it is just a waste of my energy and yours for trying to be angry at me. If you wanna get in my way then go ahead but dont yell when you get run over cause I wont be stopping or even wasting my time on slowing down. I do what I want when I want and dont care about the consequences cause I am a guy that lives my life day by day and couldn't give a care about the future cause it will just turn out that way in the end no matter what I think. For everyone who knows me personally howdy and hope your all alive out there. If not then I guess I will meet ya on the other side if you been a bad kid. For those living out there then I honor your confidence in the future and may it bring you happiness in whatever you do. Wow this might actually be the longest speech I ever wrote but it isn't much of anything other than how I really feel. For those who wish to be counseled then I would say find someone you trust in with all your heart and let them inside cause it may only happen once in a lifetime. Dont be afraid to put yourself on the line when you believe in something with all your heart. Take the pain and use it for strength later on.