Post by chandler james harrison on Aug 1, 2009 23:54:18 GMT -5
chandler james harrison,
twenty-eight , citizens , jensen ackles.
first of all , i'm curious as to when you were born and where. how old does that make you today ?
well, i'm twenty-eight, so i guess that means i was born on january 15th, about, i don't know, twenty-eight years ago. i was born in san fransisco, california, but my family has been all over the world. it's no secret that we're extremely loaded and extremely well-known, but this isn't about that. i was born into a world of privilige, but fortunately, i am the third son, which means i can do whatever the hell i want. nothing super important happened on the day i was born. my mother was on too many drugs to even notice she was pushing me out, and as soon as i was born i was in a nanny's arms. it's not like my parents coddled me. i barely saw them at all. in fact, my father was at a business meeting when i was born. not that i blame him, someone has to pay for my expensive lifestyle, and working as a professor just isn't cutting it.
whats your status here , exactly. can you tell us what you do for a living ?
well, i suppose i'm a citizen. i moved around a lot when i was younger, and didn't even get into the boys prepatory school until a couple years after everyone else. fortunately, i had the best tutors money could buy, so i was well caught up. anyway, after that, i went to milan university, and eight years later, i'm finally right where i want to be, a professor, teaching and molding the minds that come after me. it helps that there are so many beautiful women who grace these halls every single day. anyway, i love being a professor, because it really fulfills me, and all that jazz. honestly, it keeps my dad off my back, and money in my pocket. so i can't complain.
and your parents , who are they and what do they like ?
if you don't know who my parents are... then you obviously have been living under a rock the past ... well few centuries. my dad is the CEO of several major companies, as well as a bank. He is extremely well known and well connected. He could rule the world if he wanted to, but it simply wouldn't pay enough. He's very business minded, and i like that. Still can't guess his name. How about Sir Gregory Harrison? Get it know? As for my mother, well... she's Gina Harrison. Only one of the greatest supermodels to ever grace the covers of vogue italia, as well as vogue france, and the u.s. version of vogue. she's my father's obligatory trophy wife, but oddly enough, it's obvious they love each other. they probably love each other more than all of their children combined. they're really close to each other, but they never have been to us. in fact, i think i've had two dinners with them my entire life. we mostly communicate by blackberry and email. the occasional missed call also happens here and there.
so what about siblings , are there any other important family members ?
i have several siblings. i have only personally met three of them. the thing with my family is... that most of us were born like decades apart. me and my two brothers grew up together when our parents were really young, and then they didn't have children for another 15 years. Which was probably a good idea. my brothers and i are a handful. the oldest of the three of us is tomathan. i know, ridiculous name. i'm glad i got one of the normal ones. anyway, he's now 35, and is in line to inherit a good deal of my father's business ventures. Then my other brother Victor, is 33, and he's set to inherit the rest. We were pretty close growing up, but we've drifted, considering i haven't seen them in 6 years. i don't do family holidays. Then i think i have a little sister, of some varied age, and potentially an even younger brother. i really should talk to mom and dad more. Oh well, there's more important things in life than keeping in touch with your parents.
i see , now could you tell me your favorite and least favorite things ?
well, isn't that a loaded question? Well, i guess i can start with what i like. i like indian food, food in general really, women, women, and did i mention women? i like teaching at a college that pays me plenty of money for doing pretty much nothing but asking my students questions all day. i like flirting, and going out. i enjoy a good party, and i definitely enjoy a good bet. in fact, i enjoy hanging out with my friends, because we're often playing dare games just to spice life up. i enjoy keeping track of my many conquests, and i enjoy living a life of leisure.
as for the things i don't enjoy, they include STDs, not that i've actually had any, but some of these women scare me. i hate surprises. i hate being taken advantage of, and i hate it when a bunch of guys sign up for my classes. i'm only really here for the ladies. i abhor getting shot down, not that it's ever really happened, well, maybe once. i hate giving out bad grades, and i hate girls that don't flirt back. i hate having to give out stupid tests, and then i hate it even more when i have to grade them. i also hate that people push family values on me all the time. i don't need to see my family for another 6 years. it's in the contract, read the fine print!
so what about relationships , how do you find those ?
relationship? i've never heard the word. the longest relationship i've had is overnight... and that's because i fell asleep after so i couldn't kick the girl out. rich women are too easy. they have their daddy's money, and their mommy's good looks, and they're so insecure that they sleep with their professor to prove themselves. honestly, this is the life. i couldn't imagine it any other way. there's just one girl that alludes me, but no worries, i'll get her before too long. i'm a stallion, and i rock at life. what can i say? if you don't want to end up in bed with me... then why do you take your clothes off so damn fast?
we've asked about family , significant others , but what about a pet ?
Oh rufus! He's the love of my life. Yes, he's a he. He is my golden retriever, and i've had him since i was seven. Sure, he's way old now, and i expect him to die any time now, but a true love lasts a life time, and his soul will go on with me. He's my boy.
last but not least - your best kept secret , what is it exactly ?i lied... about my longest relationship. it was actually when i was in college myself with a girl named anna. i loved her so much that it hurt, and she completely tore my heart out and ripped it to shreds... so now i can't stand the thought of getting close to anyone ever again... just don't tell anyone i said that.
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Katrina had been at work. She'd been having a gay old time. Okay, not really. She hated working in her parent's shop, because it sucked up all her time, and her energy. She could never go out with the guys afterward and get a drink, or play some pool, because she always had to close and open the store. She made excellent money, since she basically ran the place, but it was still a lot of hard work. They'd gone through crappy employee to crappy employee. Her sister not working there anymore really threw her for a loop too. It was just really hard to find good help around here. In fact, that's exactly what she'd been thinking when she'd recieved the first report over the radio about some guy coming back to life. She hadn't even believed it. Being a horror film buff, this is what the average zombie apocalypse lover dreamed of. She figured that it must be a practical joke. The guy had just been mistaken for dead. There was no way the videos on youtube, or the news could all be right. These people coming back to life. At first, it was only in the big cities anyway, so she shouldn't have anything to worry about. Then she found that they were basically just spreading the disease around and there would eventually come a time that there would be nowhere to hide from it. She saw all the people running out of the mall, rushing to get home. She had to stay with her shop, and she had to stay until her sister got here and found her. She couldn't just leave her sister at the mall. So she decided to bunker down in the shop with all the guns and weapons and wait for her sister to show up.
She'd tried her cell a couple times since the outbreak. Once, it'd been busy, and then the other times it had been disconnected. She couldn't believe how quickly the network had failed. It was like everything was falling apart around him. She'd often thought about what she'd do in a zombie apocalypse. She'd considered the Mall to be one of her best options to stay alive. She knew the place like the back of her hand. She'd practically grown up there, since the shop had been in those hallowed hallways since it's inception. She knew her way around, as well as all the secret staff passages. Okay, they weren't secret, but they required keys, which was something. If she was ever in a pinch, she could always hide out there. The big metal doors would protect her... hopefully. By then, she hoped to have her sister in one piece, and they'd just fight it out here. She knew without even leaving the store there had to be other people here. This was a relatively safe place if they sealed all the doors and got a group together. Plus, she had all these wonderful supplies at her disposal. It helped that they just got a shipment in like two days ago, so they hadn't sold much of it since.
She had considered leaving in search of her sister, but she couldn't let this place get looted by someone else, without her around to make sure she got all the stuff she wanted from the store first. She knew that it was dog eat dog in a post-apocalyptic world, and she just so happened to have the upper hand of owning one of the few gun shops in the entire mall. sure, if they planned on staying here forever she would lose her advantage, but for right now, she was sitting relatively pretty. She would wait for her sister to come to her. If she moved from here, her sister would probably be moving too, and then they'd never find each other. It was best to just stay here and wait for things to play out. She was going a bit stir crazy from not seeing anyone for the past couple hours, and all of the television stations were out. She knew that if she had to stick this entire situation out alone, she would probably kill herself. She couldn't not be with people. That pretty much ruined her whole life right there. Stupid ass zombies.
She stopped rummaging through the stock in her back room when she heard something. She listened very carefully and took the hangun out of the back of her pants, where she'd kept it for safe keeping. She turned off the safety and quietly slipped into the store area. She saw the guy and didn't relax. She didn't know who this was, or why he was at her store. She walked out so he could see her. "I won't try to kill you. If you tell me who the hell you are." She said with a grimace and stepped closer to him. She didn't lower his gun, but she did notice that he in fact had one, or at least he had something that he was prepared to reach for at any moment. She could read it all over his body. "... and what you're doing in my store?" She said with a slight growl. He was attractive, and normally that would be enough to send her into flirty-nice mode, but not during a zombie apocalypse.
She'd tried her cell a couple times since the outbreak. Once, it'd been busy, and then the other times it had been disconnected. She couldn't believe how quickly the network had failed. It was like everything was falling apart around him. She'd often thought about what she'd do in a zombie apocalypse. She'd considered the Mall to be one of her best options to stay alive. She knew the place like the back of her hand. She'd practically grown up there, since the shop had been in those hallowed hallways since it's inception. She knew her way around, as well as all the secret staff passages. Okay, they weren't secret, but they required keys, which was something. If she was ever in a pinch, she could always hide out there. The big metal doors would protect her... hopefully. By then, she hoped to have her sister in one piece, and they'd just fight it out here. She knew without even leaving the store there had to be other people here. This was a relatively safe place if they sealed all the doors and got a group together. Plus, she had all these wonderful supplies at her disposal. It helped that they just got a shipment in like two days ago, so they hadn't sold much of it since.
She had considered leaving in search of her sister, but she couldn't let this place get looted by someone else, without her around to make sure she got all the stuff she wanted from the store first. She knew that it was dog eat dog in a post-apocalyptic world, and she just so happened to have the upper hand of owning one of the few gun shops in the entire mall. sure, if they planned on staying here forever she would lose her advantage, but for right now, she was sitting relatively pretty. She would wait for her sister to come to her. If she moved from here, her sister would probably be moving too, and then they'd never find each other. It was best to just stay here and wait for things to play out. She was going a bit stir crazy from not seeing anyone for the past couple hours, and all of the television stations were out. She knew that if she had to stick this entire situation out alone, she would probably kill herself. She couldn't not be with people. That pretty much ruined her whole life right there. Stupid ass zombies.
She stopped rummaging through the stock in her back room when she heard something. She listened very carefully and took the hangun out of the back of her pants, where she'd kept it for safe keeping. She turned off the safety and quietly slipped into the store area. She saw the guy and didn't relax. She didn't know who this was, or why he was at her store. She walked out so he could see her. "I won't try to kill you. If you tell me who the hell you are." She said with a grimace and stepped closer to him. She didn't lower his gun, but she did notice that he in fact had one, or at least he had something that he was prepared to reach for at any moment. She could read it all over his body. "... and what you're doing in my store?" She said with a slight growl. He was attractive, and normally that would be enough to send her into flirty-nice mode, but not during a zombie apocalypse.
