Raphael_G
Handsome - Arrogant - Romantic
Pet Information
Pet Name: Raphael_G
Owner: Akeela_Pyro
Theme / Type: Woodland Stignightus
Born: September 1, 2011
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 34 / 34
Strength: 20
Defense: 0
Speed: 16
Intellect: 18
Misticpower: 34
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
Pet Profile
Race: Human - Hispanic descent
Age: 28
Birthday: February 22
SO: Straight (Women)
Status: Single yet again.
Raphael saw Tawny pull her arm back, palm wide open, and just shut his eyes tight, steeling his body as much as possible so he didn't move. If he dodged the slap, it would only make her angrier. Plus, he might have just started laughing too hard if he saw her have to jump to hit him. /She's so adorable when she has to jump, she's so short,/ he thought, fighting back a smile at the thought of her doing just that. Next thing he knew, there was a sudden blow across his face, sounding a large smack across the parking garage. He rubbed his cheek tenderly while giving her the usual puppy dog chocolate-colored eyes.
They didn't work this time. She screeched at him. "Don't you /even dare/ give me those eyes! You are a complete and total flirt, I can't believe I ever bothered with you! You'd better get out of the way of my car, or I'm going to run you over, got it?! I'm done! I can't stand your flirtatiousness when I'm out of the room for two minutes!" She violently opened her car door and started up the engine, causing Raphael to quickly move out of the way.
As she drove off, he sighed. "Dang it... It's not /my/ fault there are cute girls everywhere. I can't help myself, at least I don't grope them like a pervert." His cheek no longer stung, but he could see there was still a large pinkish mark on his tanned skin in a car's rear-view mirror. He meandered over to his car, walking slowly to try and think of reasons why he should even bother with dating - it never ends well for him. Once home, he flopped down on his couch, surrounded by pots of lilies, roses, violets, and an array of other flowers. In fact, there was a small bonsai tree given to him as a gift several years ago in the corner. Despite being the dead middle of winter, everything bloomed gorgeously, as if frozen at the peak of their beauty to infinitely bloom.
Of course, Raphael's... natural affinity with plants was the main reason for this. Other people had green thumbs, whereas Raphael could simply... Feel the plant's needs, and move them as he willed. He had often considered a career as a magician, it wouldn't be hard to fool an audience, thinking his little gift was magic. And then throw in the staple magic tricks - pulling a rabbit out of a hat, make an assistant "disappear", etc, and he'd be set. But, as he'd always thought, a magician's life would never be good enough for him - his arrogance only allowed a narrow selection for himself. And of course, he could never allow himself to work as a gardener or farmer - He loved city life too much and would never 'degrade' himself into being someone's 'Mexican' yardboy. As such, he worked a boring desk job at an insurance company, telling people how their plan did not cover whatever they called about.
All he wanted was something more in his life, something more interesting, but he could never find it. That is, not without exposing his gift to the world and being persecuted for being different. And he'd tried so hard since puberty to hide it, and learn to control it. He was not about to give that hard work up, just to be chased through the streets, or lynched, as a black man would have been in the 1900's in the south, or as a gay man would have been just about anywhere in the United States in the past 50 plus years. He treasured his ability to fit in, to seem normal. He just wanted something different.
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