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poetrysings · 27 days ago

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— spotted in the streets of brooklyn, it’s ALEXANDER WARREN. they have lived in the city for ON-AND-OFF SIXTEEN YEARS, working as an AUTHOR. the 34 year old will probably be seen around GREEN POINT a lot, seeing as that’s where they live. people say they can be a bit OBSTINATE and RETICENT, but friends know them to be TRUSTWORTHY and GENTLE. you know for sure you’ve found them when you’ve come across UGLY SWEATERS, THE CRACKLING OF A CAMPFIRE ACCOMPANIED BY A GUITAR, THE FEELING OF RETURNING HOME AFTER A LONG TRIP. welcome to brooklyn, it’s been waiting for you!

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BASICS

full name: noah alexander warren

nickname: alex

age/date of birth: 34 / may 8th, 1989

zodiac sign: taurus ☼ libra ☾ cancer ↑

gender identity: cis man (he/him)

hometown: hermosa beach, california

current location: brooklyn, new york

time in town: sixteen years

sexual orientation: demisexual

occupation: author, former political advisor

PERSONALITY

labels: the phoenix, the benefactor, the mediator

positive traits: gentle , reliable , caring , trustworthy , allocentric , dutiful

negative traits: obstinate , reticent , stubborn , secretive , deceitful

hobbies: cooking, reading, musical theatre, camping, sports, volunteering

languages spoken: english, french, hebrew, latin

instruments played: guitar, piano

favorite color: blue, red, green

favorite food: anything, but specially pies (he has memories attached to pies)

allergies: n/a

APPEARANCE

height: 5'9

distinguished characteristics: multiple scars throughout his body; a blink and you'll miss it type of situation. some are from childhood and barely noticeable if you look closely whilst the most prominent ones are around 4 years old, situated in his ribs. there is no itemized list yet, but it is something he is acutely aware of.

tattoos: a phoenix on his back, a minimalist tattoo from the song ‘from eden’ by hozier where the word idealism sits in a small prison and it’s located on his left ribcage, the date of his mom’s passing and his sibling’s disappearance on his chest, the phrase ‘when i was drowning, that’s where i could finally breathe’ on his right forearm. ( ref )

piercings: n/a

right or left-handed?: right-handed

RELATIONSHIPS

parents: robert warren (whereabouts unknown), alycia warren (nee: weiss, deceased)

sibling(s): a younger sibling (whereabouts unknown), possibly half siblings

pet(s): a four year old borador named pollux

BULLET POINTS

tw: drug use, abuse, death mention, panic attack mention

alycia grew up dreaming of becoming two things: a successful ballerina and the loving mother she herself never had. she worked day and night, running herself thin for years until she made it to the nyc ballet company as their prima ballerina at the impressive age of 24. it was that candor, passion and grace she exuded while on the stage that caught the attention of a young robert warren who, by some magnificent miracle happened to be on the crowd for alycia's very second presentation on stage. he decided to introduce himself and they hit it off right away, went out for a drink and nine months on the dot, alexander warren was born on hermosa beach, robert's hometown.

alex grew up in a broken household with a negligent, abusive, narcissistic father and a loving and caring but mentally ill mother who had sadly been drawn to the world of drug addiction by her very own husband, who made a living out of not only dealing but fabricating said drugs. it became obvious to alex at a very young age that he was on his own. despite all that, he had a pretty normal childhood (as normal as one can be with a parent who half of the time isn't there and whenever he is around, leaves you wishing he wasn't) up until he turned 6 and his younger sibling was born. alex adored him the moment he met him and bowed to protect him at all costs, the two became inseparable.

as years went by, issues within the warren household grew more evident and worrisome. alycia was at wit ends and robert only grew angrier to the point where neighbors, friends and teachers got involved and called the police. many times social services were called to make an investigation yet, nothing was ever found until one fateful day when alex was twelve and at school. child services came to visit and found alex' little sibling alone at home, playing with his father's tools. he was immediately taken away and they promised to be back for alexander however when they did, it was far too late. robert had cowardly ran away by himself the night before and alycia, scared they would take away her remaining child moved herself and alexander to san francisco

the two remaining members of the once warren family resided in san francisco for 4 years, alycia going as far as to starting up a plan to stay sober and take care of her kid and she could've sworn they would make it. things were starting to look up for the two of them until the day robert warren showed up to their home again, begging for their forgiveness and claiming he was ill. of course the two of them took him in and aided him best they could, at least until alex found the real reason he had come was because he needed money because he was being followed. alex kicked him out of the property after a huge fight for putting him and alycia in risk however it was far too late, the people looking for robert had already figured out where he had gone and one day, while alex was out at a party, someone came in and tried to take justice by their own hands, robing them and killing alycia who was simply waiting for her son to return home. alex spiraled for months on end, nowhere to go and completely alone in the world. after those months, alex dedicated the remaining time in high school picking himself back up, swearing he'd become someone his mother would be proud of

upon high school graduation, alex moved to new york when he was accepted into nyu's polisci department and once he graduated, he briefly decided to leave ny to worked twice as hard for a phd in the field in gwu while doing an internship for the governor of washington dc. for four years he worked tirelessly to be the best he could be in his position while seeking a higher education that could one day, lead him to have a brighter future in the field.

one night, while celebrating him obtaining his phd and a significant raise that would put him in control of the entire campaign of the new candidate for mayor, alexander had a meltdown. throughout the years working in the field, it hadn't occurred to him a job could make him unhappy until the day he was offered a permanent position in a campaign, a nudge that one day, he could be the one calling all the shots. he realized how much he despised the life he had led the past few years and without a second thought, quit his job and fled washington to return to the one place he always felt at home: brooklyn.

in ny, he worked as many odd jobs as he could do fend for himself and with the help of friends and loved ones, he got back on his feet again, enough to return to a long lost love of his: creative writing. every time alex wasn't working, he was writing, creating worlds he could run to when life got too overwhelming and one day, with the encouragement of a few friends who saw potential in his writing, he took his work to a friend who owned a publishing house, to see if they could see a future for him in the industry. the yes was immediate and although some edits were meant to be made, his friend offered to publish his work for him the minute the two agreed it was perfect.

his first novel, a fantasy based on an old story he had invented for his sibling many years ago, was published seventeen days before his thirtieth birthday after a year of editing old works and reshaping every writing he had done. the first few months were hard, made alexander truly wander if he had made the right choice and if his calling was really to write yet slowly and steadily demand for the book began to pick up and not even six months after it was published, it became a new york times best seller; surpassing everyone’s expectations for a book by a unknown writer. after the second edition of the novel, it became a moderate success, which earned alexander a new deal with the evergrowing publishing house for two more books, his friend offering him a partnership by giving him a part of the publishing house as part of his payment.

the second installment of the novel that came two years after the first became even bigger, selling out the day it was announced, two months before its release. fans and critics became eager to learn what the third would bring— whilst alexander had no idea what to respond, as writers block had taken yet another victim on this new author and ruined whatever idea he had put on paper.

as of now, he is still trying to breathe the world that brought him fame and renown into reality for one last installment with little to no success, while expanding his horizons to new genres he's eager to explore. he shares a lovely condo in green point with his roommate and pollux, his four year old dog.

WANTED CONNECTIONS

PEACE . ( plat? could be rom / any gender )

relationships are as complex as human beings. we are volatile, coarse by nature; and things only get harsher when emotional baggage/mental health issues are carried and tossed around. it’s a russian roulette half the time, loving and carrying for those around you, but oh how worth it it is when you can find someone who understands you even without speaking, someone who knows you and your inner demons and still sticks by your side. although nothing is perfect and there will never be peace, you can keep eachother warm.

I’LL BE THERE FOR YOU . ( plat / any gender )

the cory to his shawn, the phoebe to his joey, the chandler to his joey. he is a very loving person all together and deems himself a friendly guy who cares about all the people in his life, however this person has a special place in his heart. they are his go-to whenever something goes wrong and they need help, they are one of those people he’d do anything for and, most importantly, they are one of the few people who really know him, beyond the smiles and good times. who know the darkness that lies deep within him, perhaps the person he trusts the most in the world.

EASE MY MIND / SO WILL I . ( plat / any gender )

there are people who, even without a single word, can bring light into your world by simply existing. whenever something goes wrong, when the world is about to crumble down— they become your go-to, the one safe place that can ease your soul in the darkest hour and you can only hope that you can do the very same for them.

WORSHIP . ( rom / any gender )

being a hopeless romantic entails many things. shared with an overachiever personality and a passionate soul whose sole existance revolves around making other’s happy— and you get yourself a giver. conventional relationships are not something you can handle, for one reason or another. doesn’t mean that every lover is not especial and deserves to be worshipped, something you are devoted to.

GETAWAY CAR . ( rom / any gender )

it was, in every sense of the word, a rebound. one had a broken heart after a failed engagement and the other had their reasons— but it was meant as simply that. it lasted way longer than anyone expected it to, and when it ended, it wasn’t exactly soundless. both parts knew it wouldn’t last; however they weren’t ready for how damaging the outcome would be.

KEEP DRIVING . ( plat / any gender )

’We held darkness in withheld clouds I would ask, “Should we just keep driving?”’ when things get hard, when everything is going downhill, these two simply count on eachother to get on a car and keep driving. snacks and meaningful conversations withheld at 90 miles an hour to no forseen destiny— it may be one of alex’s most honest relationships.

DAYDREAMING . ( rom / any gender )

it’s still casual and new— but it’s all he’s been daydreaming about. the night calls, the illicit visits, the joy of having something private and non-commital and the way even one message from them can turn his entire day upside down.

work friends. people in the literary world that know of him? perhaps a secret club where literary lovers gather around and exchange ideas over a few bottles of champagne and french pastries? perhaps even a few of his work?

HALF SIBLINGS (robert warren got AROUND and there is a chance he had multiple kids? who knows?)

friends FAMILY FRIENDS, BAD INFLUENCES, good influences

family, maybe? cousins?

flings, one-side crushes, flirtationships, fwb, affairs, past lovers (however the relationship ended in good terms or bad, can be discussed?) the sky is the limit

#brooklyn.intro #📂 ⤷ 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 : alexander / about

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