Wallace, Zephyr "Ze" Israel

[Zephyr Israel Wallace]

Zephyr Israel Wallace

Hey, my name is... Zephyr Israel Wallace
But most call me... Ze- actually everyone calls me Ze. So... like, please don't bother with the Zephyr or the Israel, and call me that to spite me... If you do, I hope your clothes are fire-resitant
If you want to, you can label me... pansexual
Love is blind- so should I really care if your a chick or a dude?
I've been on this earth for... Seventeen years
Which means I was born... December 13th
I'm a... Student
And only a... 5th
I have power over...fire

My eyes are... Blue
And my hair is... very, very dark brown
One could say... I got a good body- not to brag or anything. I'm at decent height, I don't tower over most but enough so I don't feel... well, short? My built is more lean than anything- I'm not really all that into fitness, but considering my appetite... I'm happy that I can still see my toes. I'm a bit mischievous looking, when I was little, my sister use to claim I looked more like an imp than a faerie- but really, its just the good ole' charm of being a Wallace~!I like to keep hair short, but there's times when I get a little lazy, leaving a little stubble to grow now and again. _{And people say I have a nice butt, so... er, I'm not sure why I said that but a notable thing to add, yes?}
I'm normally seen wearing... Its fun to go shirtless and I do it often, 'specially on a hot day but... guessing that this school doesn't want me going all Taylor Launter, so I'll try to keep my shirts and generic jeans the best I can. KEYWORD: Try.
And I supposedly look like... Maxi Iglesias

All round, I'm... a very simple person. Not very picky... Well, when it comes to most things- food, though, I can be picky about. When it comes to people I hang out with- either I like you or I don't. Tall, short and any shape or size- I don't care really! Unless your one of those annoying water faes... then I'll probably won't be all buddy at first. I enjoy good humor, though strangely enough, people tell me my sense of it is horrible. Psh, they just can't appreciate a nice knock-knock joke once in a while. "Bright" and "peppy" are the words that people use to describe me, but I can tell you, I ain't some airhead with my clouds in the sky. Though there's very few things to truly piss me off, I'm a notorious passive aggressive. And don't brush that off as nothing- ask my sister. I think she knows twice before she'll attempt to do something like that. Hmm... what else? I can be nosy- I hate being left out the loop. Protective over things but I have a knack for taking other people stuff too. Its hard not to- I mean, its... like there for the taking! Plus... I'm decent when it comes to studies. Pft, I mean, I would be, but I tend to slack off. Or play Pokemon. Team Mudkips!
I'm in love with... sweets, such as chocolates, cakes and anything else diabetes-causing. I approve of anything that in good humor, I love video games and technology in whole. I do enjoy fluttering around in faerie form, just don't... tell anyone, please? I like basketball and some sports, too (yes, wiifit counts as a sport >:c). And I love my Bruno Mars, Kid Cudi, and certain other singers- really, I like all music, as long as the lyrics and beat of it is good.
Though I detest... bitter food- I fine with anything sour, but bitter food are just... not right. I hate it when my stuff is gone through by other people- I need my privacy, bro! Interrupt me during my gaming time, and I will flip a table, and your dead if you ever consider erasing my progress in them! I hate gloomy weather, and prefer the heat- I hate winter worse of all, especially. Also, I can't stand the idea of swimming... but its more out of fear than anything.
But my best assets are... I can function with little sleep- but I'm bitchy when I lack it. I'm fairly athletic and decent runner?-(I'm use to running, thanks to the years of me doing so when my sister is on my ass) and, let's not forget about cooking... well, more so, I'm a baker... Its manly, so hush up
However my worst... dem blonds I'm pretty easy to persuade, and sometimes get drag into things that never seem to go in my favor. I have the tendency to burn things that I don't like/care/hate/annoyed/scared by.... or out of fun, if I'm drunk. And I'm also a very touchy person... in more ways than one. Plus, sometimes... when it comes to matters of the heart, I'm more impulsive than anything.
And I dream of... to tell the truth... I'm not exactly sure? I do like my video games, but I don't wanna make a career out of it.... Maybe a photographer of some sorts? But if worse comes to worse, I'll probably open up a tiny bakery in a small town in the middle of nowhere~

My life story... is simple?At least I think its simple. You see- there’s a stern father, house-wife of a mother, a house-wife-in-training daughter and the weekend arsonist/gamer son; my family owned one cat, a kitten named Mr. Rico despite being a girl, and I have a grandma from my father’s side living in Spain. I’m the youngest, and there’s a good chunk between the time my mom had me and my sister. Though, I shouldn’t be saying this… my sister was a mistake baby. My grandma, whenever I visit her down in Spain, would always tell me the story of how my parents met- it wasn’t romantic or any way nice. Apparently, my Nana was bitter over the fact that my father accidently impregnated my mom and being… the somewhat gentleman he was, married her to save them both from shame. But a result of that… my dad and grandma on bad terms, you can say. The only time the two can even get by without an argument was during the family get-together we have on the solstice; from all this tension was the main reason why I have a human name instead of Hephaestus, as my Nana said, my father shamed the name. Hmph. I can take offense to that of course.

We’re relatively happy- at on the surface, we are. Its just tensed… I think the only reason home was even barely was because of my mom, a human woman that seem to ignore it all together- despite the reason of my father and mother’s marriage a bit… weird and unloving, you can say they grew to love each other? I know my dad cares about her or else he would have left long after my sister was born. But he stuck around and because of that- they had me~!

So the years pass, and I grew up like any other teen- having a love (maybe crush) on the singer Bruno Mars, listening to a large amount of American music (I blame the kids i hanged out with) and came the experimenting with guys and girls- while everyone just pegged me as a bisexual, really I think my biggest turn on was personality rather than me sticking my hand down someone pants and being satisfy with whatever I find. My parents know of this, and they don’t approve of this 100%- but that require them talking to me and talking… wasn’t a favorite pass-time with me and my dad. I keep hidden from my grandma, who’s absolutely and completely against the idea of two boys loving each other- to a point, I often lie about who I’m with whenever I visit (not all my summer flings are girls~). But so far, it has been a problem and I don’t need to worry. Just as long as they don’t force anyone on me, my love and sex life was pretty off limits with my family.

I was born to... James M. Wallace (father), Naya Wallace- not the worst parents in the world... but they have the habit to blame me for anything that catches on fire, and its not the stove or fireplace... Though half the time it is me c:
And also live with... An older sister... 8I Her name is Ashley but we all call her Ashe...
Not to mention... My grandmother in Spain- she's my father's mother, her name is Maria Carmen- she sorta iffy with non-faieries and homosexuality. But hey-- she makes cookies? Also I have my Mr. Rico, my black kitten. Well... not a kitten anymore, but its so cute, small and I just wanna ajgnejkw so bad!
...Don't tell anyone though I said that

My ooc name is... Madhattress *hats off to you~*
And I've been roleplaying... For a year and a half-ish nowz WELL, almost two? *shrugs*
The Secret Word is... PASSWORD ACCEPTED
Here's a little sample...

Was he even the adventurous type? Or was this his curiousness make a show? At this point, he wasn't sure of either, but tromping deeper into the green paradise- or at least, that what Ze loved to believe. His eyes, the same shade of green as the canopy above, had a hard time taking in all the colors- not like he haven't seen flowers or been in a garden before. But... of the few times he been in the Alcove, and comparing to what he was seeing now- this was different. Where the D'jinns roam, being to live on that damn desert of a place, the tanned dancer was more than pleased to see the east different from what he was use to all his life. Something about this place... though, as he spied from the shadows of the trees and bushes, the faeries were a prideful bunch- which was the one trait Ze can never seem to not see in people-, at least they had the beauty to back it up.

And he meant it both to the garden and the people.

He felt out of place, among the fair-skinned and fair-haired people. Luckily, he didn't have a mirror at hand, so for now, his slight insecurities wouldn't have a field day on his looks alone. And funny thing, he didn't feel at all creepy, spying from the shadows. Maybe it was something he picked up over the years- of course, Ze was never the one to shy from socializing, but... he tend to watch more often than not. Studying people, you can say. Like how that one fae showed off his hovering skills to a couple of girls- one of them, a pretty but plain redhead, who seemed overly impressed- almost... a bit lovesick, he noted quietly- while the other girl, primmed and a true beauty with her brown hair (not being biased here), and was clearly thinking about anything other than now. Either the boy was a natural flirt or pining after one of girls- maybe the unimpressed one? Poor guy, Ze mused, watching as the brunette left the flirting boy with out a second glance, interested in some patch of violets and her friend stumbling after her. The guy was either very surprised that his cheesy tricks weren't in his favour or was... hurt? He chewed on his lip in thought, lifting his dark-brown hood back a bit, and get a better look.

...This was kinda sad- spending his free time, wandering and spying on people from the shadows. And he thought the d'jinns who made the habit of kidnapping were creeps- albeit, some of them were good guys but... had that weird stereotype that usually labeled on his kind. Turning on his heels, now disinterested in the scene between the fae and two girls, and back to tromping.

Through a place, where he clearly didn't know his way back.

By now, every tree and patches of flowers seems to be the same, and... where was the damn entrance- which he assumed also served as the exit? The muddy-haired d'jinn was lost in paradise. Why didn't that sound good? And to top it off, he was hungry also. But then again, that's nothing new- his monstrous appetite was something he lived with. He glanced around, noting he was alone though- well, at least he could pull back this heavy cloak he brought. Honestly, it was a warm day- not exactly the type of warm he was use to, but it wasn't suitable to wear anything heavy. And here he thought Spring was going to be cooler season. He brought this heavy thing in thought that there'll be rain. But so far, have seen a nice day out and a cool, teasing breeze whistling through the trees. He didn't really mind the breeze- it was comforting, like small tousle on the head by a warm, invisible hand- and of course, Ze didn't make a move to straighten out the hair. He closed his eyes, enjoying the sounds of this- and he will forever name this place as- mini-paradise.

Wait... his eyes fluttered open, and eyebrows knitted together, I hear... music?! Back at the entrance, he remember hearing something soft but pretty- so that meant he was somewhere near the entrance? Not paying heed to be a bit cautious or at least, slipping back on his hood, he innocently followed the sound of a... it sounds like a flute. He came to a bush, but then the music died down, much to the brunette's disappointment. Ze didn't really see anything wrong, creeping into the bushes- which, making him wince, made some rustle because a branch caught onto his cloak- and peering out, spotting a griffin and a blond... what he assumed a girl? The person was busy jotting something down, judging by the long hair, Ze came to that conclusion. Well... whoever she was- "That was a lovely tune you played~" He complimented cheerfully, his head seemly popping out of the bushes and donning on a cheerful smile, "...Was it a lullaby? It was a bit slow... but pretty~"

8U Best example? Though, I do them shorter usually ;A;

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[The Council]

Welcome to the site, Mad! :3 I love Ze, can't wait to see him in action. He's Level 1 for now, m'kay? Make sure you do your claims and stuffles now~