i wanna scream you name ,

[LEX OLIVER VINCENT EDMONTON]

WE HAD A GOOD RUN
EVEN I HAVE TO ADMIT

- - - - -

[img*]300x300 picture here[/*img]

lexington oliver vincent edmonton

[/i][/font][/size][/center]

"why do you do this to me?"
"why do you do this so easily?"

[/center][/blockquote]

*

[/font][/size]my name is tess. i've been role playing for two years. everyone knows i'm a bitching vaheen. this world has had my footprints stamped all over it for fourteen years. you know my oh so famous characters bella swann, josephone victoria, logan pribbles, and nicolette chanel[/center][/blockquote][/blockquote]

WE DIDN'T COME TO COMPETE
THIS IS A DEMONSTRATION

- - - - -

NAME: lexington oliver vincent edmonton
NICKNAME: lex, lexy, sexy lexy, mr. phone sex lex
GENDER: peen
AGE AND DATE OF BIRTH: twenty-four, march 17
SEXUALITY: pansexual
STATUS: uninvolved
RELIGION: catholic
YEAR: senior
MAJOR: photography
PB: patrick stump

KICK DRUM BEAT IN MY CHEST AGAIN
WE WILL NEVER BELIEVE AGAIN

- - - - -

LEXY LIKES:
cameras; life; ice cream; candy; nighttime; boys; girls; weddings; babies; comic books; rubber bands; hats; nature channels; scary movies; will farrel movies; practical books; sci-fi movies; star wars; soccer; gossip magazines; gossip; holidays; his mother's cooking; clean sheets; warm beds; matching his clothes; hats; british women; egyptian women; fluffy pillows; cold rooms; grape soda; photography; schooling; sleep; his friends (no matter how pathetic); vinetage; english; collectible items; jedi lightsabors; pretending; halloween; disney shows; cartoon network shows; music; guitars; drums; plastic bottles; coke bottles; bubble wrap; crayons; his mother's cookies; sweden; marshmellows; cereal; mac and cheese; rainbow coloured toe socks; rain; classic art; museums; bubble gum; bubble baths; tight jeans; argile socks; cats; small animals; PBS channel; colourful patterns; wal-mart; cottage cheese; cheddar flavoured popcorn; carmel apples; bright colours; television series; argile socks; boots; sunglasses; knitting; sewing; cooking; playing housewife; having himself a little housewife; a family of his own; medicine; sleep; books; learning; scenery; trees; environmental acts; alcohol; stories; poetry; crayons; marching bands; parades; snow cones; cotton candy; festivals; prince; eltn john; ben and jerry ice cream; lugi's frozen fruit ice; sarcasm; coffee; being vegan; chocolate milk; swedish clogs; short people; magic; teenage fans; michael jackson; youtube; his cellphone; lame movies; bingo; retirement homes; parks; play toys at parks; swings; george michaels; shiny objects; old records; flowers; passion; art; the arts; history; fashion shows; his laptop; his blog

LEXY DISLIKES:
ankle socks; sunlight; candles; baggy jeans that don't fit; aeropostle; surgery freaks; doctors, hospitals, clinics ect.; large dogs; feeling dirty; power puff girls; disney tv shows; reality tv shows; rap; tap water; beaches; hot summer days; small spaces; plastic surgery; awkward silences; spending quality time with friends; midnight phone calls; his cellphone; his blog; needy girls; stubble; shaving; disorganization; pure white rooms; long, boring movies; lord of the rings; hobbits; j.r.r. tolkien books; suhshi; mexican food; wet dog smell; car washes; public pools; public lakes; fishing; boating; water; broken air conditions; cramped cars; smelly cars; new leather; tires; auto stores; critisim; public humiliation; large crowds; roller coasters; screaming music; broken items; large dogs; slobbering dogs; people touching him; hugs; germs; dirt; getting dirty; illness; 80's style; football games; sports; long hair; dry skin; pale skin; contagious diseases or illness; war; war and peace; adam sandler; chris rock; tacky shows; robots; hover crafts; the future

PERSONALITY:

[/b][/i][/size][/ul]
The thing about Lex is everything is his and it has to be done or placed a certain way. Nothing can ever just be, done quick, without having Lex inspect it to make sure it was done "correctly". His mother claims he acts just like his grandmother but of course Lex refuses to accept that fact since he seemed to hate that dying old she-bitch. Lex can get so controlling sometimes it can annoy people. For example, on vacations with his mother and sister, when they are in their "bus", Lex always straighteneds the magazines next to the light table, and organizes the DVDs in alphabetical order. His sister gets pissed off when he folds clothes and folds her pants into orgamy of some sort. Or, at least that's what she claims. She just doesn't understand Lex's wonderful technique of a "press&seal" fold.

[/font][/b][/i][/size][/ul]
You know how sometimes, things can stress you out to your breaking point? Where you can't help but toss a few things around the room in frustration? Good, then you have no reason to judge Lex of being like that. Things really do get to Lex sometimes, a little too much at times. After a while, he'll feel so guilty if he hurt your feelings and will come crawling back with his tail between his legs just begging and praying for forgiveness. The other problem with Lex is he was raised by his mother. His mother is a neat freak spaz just like Lex. She also is very well mannered and attempted to train Lex in such ways to mirror her. It worked pretty well. At times, if you don't pick up your wine glass just right, Lex will show you the proper way to do it. Once more, mirror image of his mother's personality. If only he could have been like Jenna and taken his father's personality just to rebel against his mother. But, seeing as his "mamma's boy" that might not have worked out too well.

[/font][/b][/i][/size][/ul]
Besides being a royal pain in the ass, Lex can be a little shy and timid around the ladies or guys that he likes. When it comes right down to relationships, the leash is never too long and never too short but just right. He likes to keep his partner happy and likes surprises in the relationship. If it seems like his partner is getting bored in the relationship for a little bit, he'll spice it up with a night out dancing or to the pier or even a sexy night of skimmy dipping in the ocean. Well that's not really that sexy but humorous. He tries his hardest to keep his partner happy and tends to loose contact with himself in the wrong relationship. He claims that it's just love that's changed him but really he's seeking to be accepted, even if that means changing who he was to be accepted. That's where all the relationships spoil. Some people can just see through the fancy dinners, expensive champagne, fancy suit and contacts and just refuse to be with a person that gives into the demands of otherse so easily. Currently, Lex is going through a dry spell where love is nothing but bullshit and sex. He's had his fragile heart broken too many times his cutting his fingers trying to put it back together and Lex hates pain.

[/font][/b][/i][/size][/ul]
Remember that hopeless romantic? Well, we wonder how he snagged such a pretty lady or handsome hubby sometimes. But if you truly and honestly know Lex it's easy to know why. Lex is simply a person that gets out there and isn't afraid to show his colours, sometimes. If he sees a pretty lady in a bar, he tries to be charming and mysterious by sending a glass over with a little something on the side. If a hot guy is dancing with another guy in a club that he wants to talk to you, he'll simply work his way over, try to distract the guy and eventually end up shoving that other guy away until his with the guy he wants. Although this seems all jolly and great, Lex is a little shy when it comes to acutally having conversations. He plots, but not that far ahead. He makes small talk at first until he finds something that the person he is courting and himself have in common, then he attacks and picks until everything is boiling over and he's got himself a number and a second date. He gets tired having to be the one courting, for once he wants to be the one being courted. He'd like to just see how it feels once in his life to know the thing that he wanted first, wanted him back.

[/font][/b][/i][/size][/ul]
The one subject of love that we haven't covered yet. There is a reason why Lex is called Mr. Phone Sex. When it comes to bedroom games, Lex isn't exactly the most gently and quiet person there is. He likes to experiment, get to know his partner's body and test its boundries. When he gets horny, hell, he'll do whatever it takes to get himself off, even if it's him and his ol' hand that night. He tries to keep his "excitement" discreet but if he wants to be a true asshole and has a partner that is socializing with a attempted "courter" he will be more than happy then show off and get a little tipsy. Nibbling at the ear, nipping at the skin of the neck, constantly kissing soft pecks of kisses is a sign he wants it it's time to go, since those seem to be his specialty. Yes Lex has a specialty, there is nothing wrong with it.

[/font][/b][/i][/size][/ul]
From the time Lex was two, he's always had an instrument at hand. He first learned to play the guitar then as he grew older, went into middle school he joined the marching band and became aquianted with drums. His mother had him learn how the play the piano while his father was teaching him guitar so in his mind, everything is music. He writes his own lyrics with his own beats but the only thing that seems to turn out right in his songs are the music. Here or there a few of his lyrics fit the tune perfect but, he's missing something,missing that spark that he needs in his music for it to work and sound beautiful. Only one song has ever been completed and that was for an ex-girlfriend he had a long time ago. The good old days are over and Lex can never forget that. Even though he is outgoing and can be a pain in the ass, Lex is actually fairly quiet. He was raised that "children should be seen, not heard." and "speak when spoken to." That's just how it was in his household. Sure he can be snappy with comments and is great when it comes to conversations but sometimes while he is talking, he'll mumble or get quiet then pick right back up. It's a habit.

SECRETS:

FEARS:

GOALS:

[/font][/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]

I CAN MAKE YOUR HEART SLOW
I CAN FEEL THE WEATHER IN MY BONES

- - - - -

MOTHER'S NAME: christine amythest edmonton
MOTHER'S OCCUPATION: children's book editor
FATHER'S NAME: joshua lucas edmonton
FATHER'S OCCUPATION: medical genius
SIBLINGS:
jenna nicole elizabeth edmonton , sister, twenty-six, undiscovered singer
EXTENDED FAMILY:
tibby abby o'demar , six months, niece
NATIONALITY: swedish-canadian, scotish, french
HOMETOWN: toronto, canada
CURRENT RESIDENCE: london, england
BEST MEMORY:

"tibby's my best memory so far. when she was born i was completely head over heels in love with her. i told jenna i'd probably kill her if she didn't spoil tibby. i promised jen that i would spoil tibs if she didn't. i love tibby, i'm so glad to be an uncle. uncle lexy, that's what tibby is to call me. so all her friends can think im a pedophile later on in life."

WORST MEMORY:

"ugh. worst memory ever has to be hands down was the year i was "discovering" myself and trying to decide my sexual orientation, so, i had decide to look up some gay shit on the computer one night, and i basically offed myself and my mother walked in with a stack of clothes and i spun around and basically spluttered semen all over her and my fresh clothes. she made me rewash them."

HISTORY: It all started back when Lex's mother, Christine was a wild youngster. Seventeen she met the man of her dreams. He was a Swedish medical student who came to Toronto for a break. It had been one of those wild parties that you would never thought to have seen Christine there but sure enough, she was. Too many drinks and too many empty rooms led to Christine phoning up Josh and telling him she was pregnant. Where Joshua had come from, it was improper to leave a lady to raise his child so, he rushed them off and into a wedding a month or two later. Yes, it was in fact a shotgun wedding that would later destroy them. At first, they had been madly in love with each other, spending every waking moment of the pregnancy with each other. They started out in a small apartment with restrictions on what Christine could do for a nursery but they made due. In August, they had their eldest child, Jenna. She was their little angel, daddy's little girl, mommy's little baby doll. For a while, they stayed in that apartment, barely making ends meet but somehow they kept strong. Jenna was two and half when Christine ended up pregnant with a second child. By now, they had already gotten off their feet and were able to support a family better. Joshua moved them back to Sweden where he could work properly and get a better income. It was a small house but bigger than the apartment they had been living in. Jenna was jealous from the beginning and when Lex was actually born on St. Patrick's day that following year, it only made things worse. From there on, Lex had always been mommy's baby boy. Jenna got less attention from her parents now that Lex was around so envy occured between she and her newborn baby brother. This was only the start of the torment she would put on Lex as they aged older.

Lex's toddler years were like most toddler's years. He spent them mostly outside in his spacious backyard, exploring in the grass and picking up new bugs that he would hope he could keep as a pet. He'd stick his fingers through Jenna's rabbit cage to pet the over fed thing and nearly get his hand bitten off. He was always a bright child and accelerated in learning. Jenna was bright, but not as bright and this just add more jealousy between the two. Lex looked up to his parents as the perfect couple but if he only knew what actually went on that bedroom when he was in his little bed. One night, Lex was pushed and rushed around packing up things while his mother screamed and cried toward Jenna. Lex was about four around this time. He didn't know exactly what was going, only remembering the faint words that his mother screamed. She screamed something about being faithful towards each other and Josh had broken that somehow. Lex wouldn't understand exactly what was going on until later on in his life. For now, he was just scooped into his mother's arms with Jenna trailing behind with her hand grasped tightly by Christine's and screaming for her daddy. Jenna would never forgive her mother for taking her away from the one person that paid attention to her. The rest was a blur from the house to a cab, to the airport, to a long and sleepy ride to the middle of no where. Next thing he knew, he was being held and hugged by a wrinkly old woman who smelled of prunes in peaches. Christine expected him to call her "grandma". It was dreadful, she pinched his cheeks numb.

He was just old enough to start school, which was possibly the worst timing his mother could have picked for him seeing as he still had a thick Swedish accent and the teachers hated him since they couldn't understand him. He was rebelling though, he took the picking and bullying. Even when the other kids took his ham and cheese sandwich and through it into the dirt, he continued to call them "dirty stupid poopoo-heads" in Swedish. That's when he got his first skinned knee because of Tommy Fletcher pushing him to the ground and attempted to fight him. Lex was a biter. Tommy discontinued to abuse Lex after he got bit. But ever since that time when he was a troubled student in kindergarten, he was attracted to music. Before his father died, he had been playing the guitar. One or two notes but Lex picked it up quick. Music had turned into a passion and his mother had him practicing piano at the age of six. Lex had quick hands and a bright mind and put it to good use. Jenna always had to look out for her little brother and did so like a true sister, only she got to pick on him. Their mother was still in pieces after Joshua leaving her and was trying to put her life back together. Lex had to stand by and watch his mother work hard to keep her feelings all bottled up until she was alone where she would then handle them like a lady. At least that was what he was taught. Teachers began to acknowledge the fact that Lex was in fact a gifted child when Lex was in grade three. He could write and spell better than anyone in his class. Math problems were too easy for him to figure out. His accent was still there, although it began disappearing. Life was good, life was great, elementary was about to end.

Middle school years were some of the hardest years for him to go through. Sixth grade was like you were walking to hell. He had trouble with his locker and was often late for classes because of it. Not only that but he was a band geek. The marching band had interested him since he went touring with his fifth grade class and his tour guide showed him the band room. Back then, band geeks were looked down upon. He was mocked for his still there accent but you could hardly hear it by now. Although he accelerated in most of his classes, he often grew tired and fell asleep, causing him many after school detentions. One time, because he had some of those thick rimmed glasses and slicked back hair for picture day, he got shoved into his locker and was stuck there until the janitor walked by and wondered why the locker was shifting. Seventh grade, you were at the gates of hell. Seventh grade was going to be the year he turned a new leaf. He was now taller than he was last year and considered one of the "advanced" band members. He was in beginning band anymore. Marching was something he took pride in, until Frank Gushes came into the picture and threw a slushie at him during the summer parade. Great, his nice uniform was ruined, he was sticky and his drumhead on the snare was stained blue. Guess who got blamed for that? Seventh grade did have its cons, but it also had its pros. It meant he would get to spend most of his classes with one of the most beautiful girls he had seen in his life; Ethel Sprouce. He would have gym class with her and "study buddies" where he would get a chance to show off his skills at math and help her with her homework, or rather yet do her homework. But, his hopes of ever being notice by her went down the drain during that gym class.

See, gym class back in the day required school colours, or rather yet the boys had to were shorts that basically called booty shorts these days. Their school colours were orange and green. Not exactly the best colours, especially when the green was more of a puke green while their shorts were like neon orange. Anyways, Lex thought he was so cool in his shorts. One day, a jock by the name of Ryan came into class and Ethel was all over him. All over him so much that it had Lex distracted while he was trying to do his sprints and he accidentally ran into the ball rack and spilled all the basketballs. One wise ass made the comment that Lex "had just spilled his balls everywhere". Lex can't ever live that down. Eight grade, you were in hell. Lex had learned to make the band geeks cool and while his classes were hell and some of his socializing skills were hell, he learned to be the only cool band geek in the school. It was his eighth grade year that he actually became noticed. Mainly because he was on the ground of the hallway, his glasses somewhere nearby and his books scattered everywhere while Frank stood over him and beat the shit out of his face. He was known at the boy that screamed "Shit, get the fuck off me." and just took it. That's what turned everything downhill that he didn't fight back. That year didn't turn out so well, except for the fact that he was idolized by the band members. Which didn't say much for brace faces and four eyes.

High school was the school year that Lex was determined to turn everything around. He was going to be that guy that the girls all wanted and was cool to hang out with. That didn't turn out well. Sure being in band there was much easier since he didn't get mocked anymore and became the drum leader for three years straight. The thing was, Lex was a nerd. People didn't like nerds. They were fun to make fun of. Lex was the butt of a lot of jokes for a very long time, having only a few friends that would take an ass kicking for him and what not. Poor Lex. Then there was that year in high school when he met her. Bethany Brown. That girl was the trashiest girl in high school and smoked pot a lot behind the bleachers. Well, Beth's badass attitude led poor Lex out into the open. His education went down a little bit Junior year. He spent a couple April days outside under the trees and smoked pot until his nose started to bleed. Beth took advantage of him. She used him for alcohol mainly since his mother tended to drink quite often since Joshua left her. He got it to her and in repayment, he got sexual pleasures. Yes, Beth was the one that Lex lost his virginity to at a party. It was one of those quick rides and run things. After that, he never saw Beth again. He found out she dropped out and a year later she got pregnant. She apparently works at CVS back in Toronto raising four or five kids with four or five different fathers. This made Lex feel better about his life, that little slut.

After graduation, Lex knew what he was going to do with his life. He was going to take photography classes and have his photos in magazines all across the world. National Geographic, the New York Times, People Magazine, he was going to be famous as fuck. His mother suggested that he get out of the city, go see what is out there for him. At first, Lex took offense to this. Obviously, his mother didn't want him living with her anymore and just wanted him out. After a while of contemplating, he signed himself up and shipped himself out to London where he started school. He's been lurking the London campus for some time, carrying his camera and keeping his eyes on the prize. Photography fame.

BABY YOU'RE A CLASSIC
LIKE A LITTLE BLACK DRESS

- - - - -

ROLE PLAY WORD: --

i remember the days....