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mod.livejournal.com in dark_rpSometimes the world just looks better through a lens. Without the tight focus and filters - the horrifying truth floods in -- From the Diary of Alexander Fabius circa 2084
Alexander Fabius was born in 2052 as a military brat with no place that could be called 'home'. His twin brother, Horatio, was the only thing he could ever come close to a concept of 'home'. His dad would proudly pontificate on the number of generations that had served in the military in the family. The pride inevitably rubbed off. Everybody in his family seemed to be named after military leaders or other historical wartime heroes - Alexander looked forward to growing up to be a strong man with a gun. A remembered the disappearance of the spaceship Ashcroft, his family went to several 'solidarity rallies' and joined in the public mourning at every available opportunity.
Horatio was stationed over Poseiden Base and is now missing, presumed dead after the attack. The loss of a twin was devestating, made more painful by the fact he left behind an baby son, Oliver and wife, Mina. Alex threw himself into his soldiering, hoping to earn enough to support the growing boy and ease the pain of the loss of his father.
Mina
Until then, he had been unpopular with the brass, with a questionable discipline. Since his officers did not like him, and since he seemed to dedicate more effort in his job he was chosen for a sequence of dangerous lone recconaisance misisons. Though they were of low import, his successes earned him the attention of GhOST where he eventually found himself a new employee. The training was hard, but Alex quickly found that he had a certain knack for keeping track of people that didn't want to be kept track of, and the GIA were more than eager to allow that talent to bloom.
It was a year ago now and he's had but one GhOST assignment: crack a suspected cultic group. Eight long months of hard work and it turned out they were just some low-life gang that kept up the charade of being 'secret' cultists to scare their victims and their competitors. Alex has been a few combat situations, but he's eager to get involved in a real GhOST operation.
In these dark times, Alex knows that one has to make quick decisions about who trust and who to distrust, formenting friendships takes a long time but he trusts friends completely and he trusts their judgements about strangers without question. In the eyes of the poor and the destitute he sees what Oliver and Mina could one day become (if it wasn't for Alex's continued financial help) and his compassion for family is projected onto them. However in some dark recess of subconcious, Alex worries that his feelings for Mina may be less than pure. In a desparate attempt to escape this possibility Alex has become something of a womanizer, moving from one night stand to one night stand whenever he has the opportunity. His bank account is set to only take a modicum of wealth, enough to live comfortably with. Any bonuses or money earned through gambling are automatically divided between a trust fund for Oliver and Mina's bank account.
In the end there three primary forces in Alex's personal life: His secret desire for Mina, his attempt to recreate the relationship with his brother through Oliver, and an undying commitment to oppose the Old Ones at almost any personal cost. In short, like any GhOST operative with potential: Alex is a deeply fucked up individual.
A grizzled portrait of Alexander taken seven months into a stressful and futile investigation
Alexander Fabius was born in 2052 as a military brat with no place that could be called 'home'. His twin brother, Horatio, was the only thing he could ever come close to a concept of 'home'. His dad would proudly pontificate on the number of generations that had served in the military in the family. The pride inevitably rubbed off. Everybody in his family seemed to be named after military leaders or other historical wartime heroes - Alexander looked forward to growing up to be a strong man with a gun. A remembered the disappearance of the spaceship Ashcroft, his family went to several 'solidarity rallies' and joined in the public mourning at every available opportunity.
Horatio was stationed over Poseiden Base and is now missing, presumed dead after the attack. The loss of a twin was devestating, made more painful by the fact he left behind an baby son, Oliver and wife, Mina. Alex threw himself into his soldiering, hoping to earn enough to support the growing boy and ease the pain of the loss of his father.
Mina
Until then, he had been unpopular with the brass, with a questionable discipline. Since his officers did not like him, and since he seemed to dedicate more effort in his job he was chosen for a sequence of dangerous lone recconaisance misisons. Though they were of low import, his successes earned him the attention of GhOST where he eventually found himself a new employee. The training was hard, but Alex quickly found that he had a certain knack for keeping track of people that didn't want to be kept track of, and the GIA were more than eager to allow that talent to bloom.
It was a year ago now and he's had but one GhOST assignment: crack a suspected cultic group. Eight long months of hard work and it turned out they were just some low-life gang that kept up the charade of being 'secret' cultists to scare their victims and their competitors. Alex has been a few combat situations, but he's eager to get involved in a real GhOST operation.
In these dark times, Alex knows that one has to make quick decisions about who trust and who to distrust, formenting friendships takes a long time but he trusts friends completely and he trusts their judgements about strangers without question. In the eyes of the poor and the destitute he sees what Oliver and Mina could one day become (if it wasn't for Alex's continued financial help) and his compassion for family is projected onto them. However in some dark recess of subconcious, Alex worries that his feelings for Mina may be less than pure. In a desparate attempt to escape this possibility Alex has become something of a womanizer, moving from one night stand to one night stand whenever he has the opportunity. His bank account is set to only take a modicum of wealth, enough to live comfortably with. Any bonuses or money earned through gambling are automatically divided between a trust fund for Oliver and Mina's bank account.
In the end there three primary forces in Alex's personal life: His secret desire for Mina, his attempt to recreate the relationship with his brother through Oliver, and an undying commitment to oppose the Old Ones at almost any personal cost. In short, like any GhOST operative with potential: Alex is a deeply fucked up individual.
A grizzled portrait of Alexander taken seven months into a stressful and futile investigation
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