As I've seem to have wandered Alec over into several different RPs and he's a bit different in all of them, I figured that I'd make a character post for each community. I suppose they could be considered alts using the same journal.

Nexus Rps

Don't really go there any more, but he's closest to canon that I have, as the canon shifts. The information on the profile page will suffice in saying who he is.

sixwordstories & lost2tirnanog

Strange how things evolve, isn't it?

Here Alec seems to have become a half-fae with wings and currently Auberon's favorite. Mab calls him Sprite.

I'm going to describe myself in 6 words. Please respond to this message with your own 6 word description of me. Then post this in your own LJ and see if people can describe you in ONLY 6 words.

A wanderer with a long history.

Copy/paste this into a comment and answer please.

1 ) Are you currently in a serious relationship?
A.

2) What was your dream growing up?
A.

3) What talent do you wish you had?
A.

( More questions underneath )

List of things to do.

1. Find place to live that isn't some sort of odd temporal place. Hijacking the halfling me isn't fair to him.

2. Make sure place isn't in the Nexus. Lovely place, but just not doing it for me.

3. Maybe it should be back home.

4. With Jono.

5. He'd like that a lot. But I think I'd want more autonomy. Love him dearly but he can be a bit possessive at times. I think he's living some what vicariously through me, not being able to leave the temple that often.

6. Find possible weapon bearers. I have four shinies. Someone should be able to use them.

7. Would outside my world be viable?

8. I wonder if I could close Nexus portals. After all that's what the sword is supposed to do. Close rifts in time.

9. I'd probably get into trouble if I did. "Who said you could close that rift... or open that one... never mind it's letting me back home... blah blah blah."

10. Peanut butter. I really want some peanut butter.

11. With cheese maybe.

12. And wine. I originally wrote whine ... probably has to do with number nine.

13. Sometimes I wish the tab key would actually indent.

14. Also, there should be an "any key". Just to help the stupid people.

15. I think I should stop now, as this isn't really a list anymore.

1. Reply to this post, and I will pick five of your icons.
2. Make a post (including the meme info) and talk about the icons I chose.
3. Other people can then comment to you and make their own posts.
4. This will create a never-ending cycle of icon squee. Whoo!

ranka Asked me about these:

Some of them shall be meta.




This is because every so often I get turned into a girl, because of random factors that I run into. Thus a girl icon is needed. It's stolen from Laruna's iconnage because we look the same when we're both girls.



This is a quote the Mystery Science Theater 3000 movie, when Crow has decided to dig for gold -I think- in the bottom of the Satellite of Love. I use it when I'm doing something stupid or foolish, know it's stupid and foolish, and yet I do it anyway.



This is my family crest. A phoenix on a black diamond. Admittedly the phoenix doesn't quite look like that on the actual crest, but it looks nice. Troven is my family name. We have a phoenix because Trovens are fire wizards.



This is a meta one where sometimes I just really feel like someone -Kips- is being really, really evil. The bunny ears comes from a character sketch she did for a comic book -the tortoise and the hare. It was for a class on comic books that she took.



I really don't like this one, and I'm thinking about changing it. But it's supposed to be my action icon. Or fighting or having a silly good time.

Alec had been given bar duty. It always amused him when that happened. Here he was, no where near legal -in the human lands- and he was serving up all sorts of intoxicating beverages. Still, he liked being up in front, watching all the customers. They were so eclectic. Humans and fae alike all mingling in this border village. Most of all, he liked watching one of the barmaids. His mother refused to let anyone call them wenches.

She had large hazel eyes and long caramel colored hair that she kept in a braid. It swung back and forth as she walked. She wasn't as busty or as tall as the other maids, but still she had something about her, a certain charismatic charm. Especially when she flashed a smile at him.

They were going to get married. In three months, two weeks, and five days. Yes, he did count the days. He didn't think it was silly at all. He just couldn't wait. The first day of summer seemed achingly far away. Years away.

Still, they were together, and she smiled at him whenever they caught each other's eyes. The others who worked at the Inn teased him constantly. Calling him a love sick puppy. And they were right.

A yell startled him from his thoughts and he looked up to see one of the regulars towering over her. She didn't seem afraid at all, glaring back at him.

"I said come here," the man growled. A large burly man who looked almost like an ogre, he did manual labor in the village. Alec couldn't remember his name. Perhaps he never knew it. All he did know was that he was threatening his girl.

"And I said no," she retorted. "Now sit back down or leave."

Alec moved out from behind the bar, ready to throw the man out. At eighteen the man was easily twice his age and three times his weight, but he had other ways of dealing with him besides complete brute force. Most of the regulars knew enough to respect the innkeeper's son.

But the man was clearly overly drunk. "We're cutting you off," Alec said as he came up to the man. "Now do as the lady says or else I'm going to have to toss you out."

The man shifted his attention to him. "Is that so, boy?" He could see that the man had entered that drunken stage of clear, but irrational thought. He knew he had to get the man out. And fast.

"Yeah, that's so."

With a massive paw of his hand, the man swiped the girl away from him, sending her tumbling down to the floor. He barely had time to see that before the man made a grab for him. Dodging out of the way, Alec gathered up his power and glowered at him.

"Last chance. Leave or get tossed out."

"Not a chance in hell, boy." The man snorted like a bull and charged Alec.

Without even blinking, Alec sent a blast of fire and wind at the man, blowing him through the wall of the tavern. Panting a bit, Alec wobbled, that was a bit much for him. He managed to sit down on a chair, before looking around. He saw a couple of the other barmaids huddled around his girl.

One of them turned to look at him, her face pale and drawn. "I'm ... Alec... she's dead."

Peircing eyes?

That's a new one. Yes.

I've got wings! They're like a red tailed hawk's wings. The feathers kinda tickle, but I can fly! Still working on the landings. Tend to face plant horribly. Almost broke my nose.

Auberon is gonna be pissssed though. I really should stop with the mucking around with Mab. We played strip poker. I've got pictures. >.> Which I shall not share. Nope, not at all. Nope.

I've found myself pledged to the bright court and to Auberon. Which is somewhat disconcerting as I've never taken one side or another in these sorts of things. And I rather like Mab and she seems to like me. But I can't help her because it would get me killed. Which is a shame. I'd like to help her.

Meanwhile, Auberon has yet to figure out what he wants to do with me.

Have been speaking in random metaphorical gibberish with some prophecy of doom mixed in. I'm much better now, if a bit sane. I'm hoping it'll go away soon becaus it hurts like hell.

Queen Mab did that one to me. Added order to my chaotic little brain. And then she ... I can't write it. Because of what she did to me. But I'm sure it's not too ... well yes it is. Auburon was... pissy to say the least. Mab seems to think that I'm his new pet/toy. He hasn't said anything to the contrary so I guess I'll have to wait and see on that one. Playing with the fae is like playing with radioactive waste. Damn Dangerous.

Othere that that, I've got some new icons.