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kur0boshi-kun
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[2008-04-11 08:26:50 +0000 UTC]
"procrastinator of doom~"
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# Statistics
Favourites: 317; Deviations: 65; Watchers: 31
Watching: 138; Pageviews: 7583; Comments Made: 769; Friends: 138
# Interests
Favorite bands / musical artists: Maroon5, Katy Perry, New Directions (Glee), Chris Kolfer & Darren CrissFavorite writers: Stephen King, Suzanne Weyn
Tools of the Trade: Paint Tool Sai, Adobe Photoshop CS2
# About me
βBenedict Greerβ
Benedict is a highly eccentric man. He likes to hang around the morgue and lie on the autopsy table next to dead bodies. During these times, he imagines himself living the life of the recently dead person. He is a person of opposing traits that one may be able to say he's bipolar. He has a profound sense of generosity. Born in an old wealthy family, he has a certain financial excess which he often gives away to others. This goes against his vanity, because he can't stop himself from buying things that he thinks would make him feel better, like high-end gadgets and powerful cars. Benedict is often in a jovial and flirty mood. He likes to win over the people he meets and make women, young and old, swoon. Although there might be an instance or two when he is more fascinated by the mental instability of a person than the person itself.
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Benedict was born to an Italian Mafia Boss and his British mistress. Due to this certain complication, he was first brought up in Italy, his father being able to win the custody case against his mother. His illegitimacy however, made him ill-favored by his half brothers. He was often the receiving end of physically straining practical jokes. He, however was able to outwit them after learning the first couple of times. He had finally won them over, when as a young boy of nine and being the youngest, he had outwitted their overzealous bodyguards-slash-nannies and they were able to get away to a band concert, his eldest brother Dino badly wanted to go to. However, due to a political unrest within the Mafia family, he was sent to his mother to Scandinavia at the age of thirteen. He briefly studied in America, where he developed a fascination for opium. He became the late Mr. Hudson's client and then often hang about their residence. Later on, as Mr. Hudson was convicted, he befriended Mrs. Hudson. After his short stint in America, he went back to Scandinavia for his masters. He opened up a practice there and stayed for a couple of years. Then he moved to London, "where the most interesting forensic cases seem to happen".
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Faceclaim: Tom Hiddleston| For: Original Character in BBC Sherlock-verse
# Comments
Comments: 83
you still wanna continue our rp's or not....? )
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( how about a starter with a little more action? )
Alice was chased by someone of the local streetgang, the man appeard to be around 48. She ran as fast as she could, dodeging the bullets being shot at her. Eventually she got shot in her leg, causing her to fall on the ground. The man stood down next to her, holding a gun towards alice her head, laughing like a psychopath. This all was happening not to far from where Benedict was at that moment.
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When benedict was behind his computer, out of nowhere his computerscreen started to glow very brightly. It appeard that some kind of creature was coming out of it, landing on the desk, he was about the size of a cat. With a smile he greeted him happily "Hello!"
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Alexis was walking down the street, remembering that she was low on cash. She 'innocently' passed by Benedict, but in a quick movement she grabbed his wallet and quickly started to run away.
(.. random starter xD )Β Β Β Β
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Benedict felt something press against the pockets of his coat and then felt a weight lifted out of it. Realizing his wallet had just been snatched, he immediately turned on his heel to run after the thief. He really didn't need to get his wallet or the money back because it wasn't really a loss, but still he chased after the snatcher because he wanted to prove a point. Which is, nobody takes anything from him without his express permission.
The thief ran fast, but Benedict was quick too. After all, he was trained too. He managed to grab the thief by the collar and he jumped the runner. He put all his weight unto the thief to stifle any sign of struggle. "I was on the track team in college, kid. I could easily outrun you. And I'm a surgeon, I know a lot about the anatomy of the human body, so stop struggling, or I just might break a bone or two." The thief, fortunately, was of a lot smaller build than him. "And kid, if you're going to pick other people's pockets, you ought to learn how to do it good." He huffed. "You're hand is so lousy, I felt you go through my coat. Haven't anybody taught you better?"
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Alexis look back and started running faster as she saw the benedict was cathing up. Unfortunatly she wasn't fast enough and got knocked down the ground by him. She was struggling at first but looked kind
of shocked when he spoke about breaking her bones and soon stopped. He wasn't serious about that... was he? She tried to reach for her gun as he was lying on top of her but didn't have much success. ".. how about you get off me right now?" She hissed at him, obviously not amused by all of this. "I've got better things to do then laying here on the ground... and about your question, the gang taught me to do it like this. You grab a wallet and run away as fast as you can"Β
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Benedict lay shocked for a couple of seconds. It didn't occur to him that the little thief might be a female. Gathering his wits, he sighed. "Okay, little miss. I promise not to hurt you, as long as you don't bolt again." During their brief struggle, he had come to notice that the young woman carried a gun with her. Benedict knew that if she was able to get her hands on it, he might not stand a chance. Although he didn't want to, he quickly skimmed her for it. Being able to locate it, he quickly grabbed it, got off the young woman and aimed it at her. "Now, I want my wallet back. As I've said, I promise not to hurt you." He calmly told her. "And since I'm in a good mood, I'm going to offer you a proposition. Do you like to hear it?" He smiled at her.
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She looked unamused as her gun was being taken away, she was
only carrying one with her at that point. She sighed as she didn't have much
of a choise and handed him back the wallet. ".. Fine what's your proposition..?"
She asked, it couldn't hurt to simply listen at it, if she didn't like the idea she would
just walk out of the conversation again.
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Benedict watched the young woman for a few moment and then relaxed his stance. He quickly dismantled the gun and threw it away. "Now young lady, how would you like to work as my assistant instead of picking random strangers' pockets?" He asked her. In his mind it was a good proposition. Not that he really needed one, but it would be nice to know he helped this young disturbed girl. "When I told you I was a surgeon, I kinda lied. I'm not a surgeon. I'm a pyschoanalyst, and once in awhile, I'm a forensic pathologist." He smiled at her. "All you have to do is pick up a few phone calls for me and set appointments. Is $500 a week okay with you?"
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Alexis was thinking for a bit, if she had a job she indeed wouldn't
have to commit crimes anymore, and they payment sounded good.
She would still be able to support herself and the rest of the gang with it.
"Hmm sounds like a good propositon.. but I never really had any education...
will that be a problem?" She asked, appearing to be interested in the job.
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"No it won't be a problem," Benedict smiled kindly at her. He pulled another wallet from the inner pocket of his coat. Taking out a couple of hundred bills and a card, he stepped forward and offered the items to her. "I'm Benedict Greer and from now on, I'd be your employer. This is some cash for you to go around." He told her as he handed her the money. He then held up the card for her to see. "You'll go to Weiss and Co., that's just a couple of blocks from here, you'll look for Euphemia and tell her I sent you. She'll assist you with picking out nice office clothes and some casual ones. She's also going to give you a mobile, with which I'll contact you." He then pulled out a business card. "This is my card, written on that is the office address and my number. You'll be at the office at exactly nine in the morning tomorrow." He handed her the card. He found it quite exciting to finally have an assistant, even if he didn't really need one. And helping out this poor girl makes him feel proud of himself. "Do what I've told you to do for today, then you'll get the rest of the day off. Now remember, if it's not a life or death situation, don't call me. And stop picking pockets. I wouldn't want to bail you out of jail." He smiled. "Any questions?"
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Why do I never run into people who randomly give me a few hunderd euro D: ))
Alexis listened to the story and thankfully took the items, she nodded
and understood everything. Maybe this was a change for her to get out
of the criminal business and live a normal life like most people of her age.
"Thank you, and I'll make sure to be in time"Β She said. ".. I do wonder one thing
though... why are you helping me?.." She asked, it wasn't like she wasn't happy
with this help, but it was a little bit suspicious. She still gave a small smile back at him,
introducing herself as well. "oh and My name is Alexis"
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Benedict looked dazed for a moment, completely lost in his thoughts. Then he turned to her and smiled warmly. "I walked on the same destructive path when I was younger. Then I met a nice lady and she helped me out of it." He shrugged. "I guess you could just say I'm paying it forward." He smiled. He stooped to pick up the wallet that Alexis previously snatched from him. "I must be on my way." He turned to her and patted her on her shoulder. "I'll be seeing you tomorrow." He turned on his heel and started to walk away.
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Alexis nodded as she watched him walk off, smiling a little bit.
She entered the pet store to buy some dog food for her pup
and soon continued her way home. The next day she showed up
at exactly 9 in decent clothes. Well at least she was on time.
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It was already fifteen minutes past nine and Benedict walked briskly towards his private clinic. From a few feet away, he could already see Alexis waiting patiently. He slapped a palm against his forehead and chuckled. He forgot to give her a copy of the keys to the apartment he rented to be his clinic. He ran towards her and greeted her with an apologetic smile, "I'm terribly sorry, I forgot to give you your set of keys." He opened the door and motioned for her to come in. The apartment was a two-story flat. An immediate access to a flight of stairs is available upon entrance to the door. To the left from the door is a small but delicately furnished counter. To the left of the counter is another door with an Exit sign. The counter also faced a small open space which is furnished with two double-seat couches, a bookcase and a potted plant."You'll be behind the counter here, there's a telephone there. You have to ring me in the office when a patient comes up." Benedict pulled out a small notebook from his coat. "These are the names and contacts of the regular clients I have. In there are also the contacts of my peers. Now remember, no walk-in clients. I only take clients as per recommendation from other doctors." He pulled off his coat and hung it on a coat stand by the corner of the door. βThis open space right here is the waiting area. The patients go into my office through the door from over there,β he pointed at a door behind the open waiting area. βAnd exits through there,β he said then pointing to the door with the Exit sign. βMake sure that no two patients stay with each other for even a couple of minutes. The patients are always scheduled one hour sessions, and they come in and out within fifteen minutes from and between each other.β He then turned to her and smiled. "The upper floor has two bedrooms. I don't sleep here and there are no tenants. If you like you can stay here." He pat her shoulder lightly. βItβs a lot to take, but youβll get used to it eventually. Questions?β
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Alexis carefully listened to everything and accepted the keys to the apartment.
She looked around, it looked quite nice a little small but that was normal for a clinic runned by one person.
"It's alright, so I'll just have tobuzz in patients who have an appointment, and make sure that two patiens don't meet?
and pick up the phone when being called of course."
She repeated to make sure she was doing it right.
I have just one question, why aren't they allowed to meet?"Β she asked, not sure what the problem with this
was.
( sorry my replies aren't as long as yours.. )
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Benedict stared at her for a moment as she asked him why his clients weren't allowed to meet. Then, he burst into a heartfelt laughter. He wiped a tear from his eye and then smiled warmly at her. "My dear, you must know that people who see me aren't really a hundred percent mentally stable, I mean there's no one who's perfectly stable, but my clients are a little too off the hook. It's very uncomfortable for them to face their mental instability and adding other people who are aware of their instability makes them more insecure." He looked at her then and smiled faintly. "And insecure patients is a no-no for my profession, because that would mean they would no longer continue with their treatment. Which in turn would mean they'll be cancelling their future appointments, and we wouldn't want that to happen." He pat her on the shoulder once more. "Now of course you don't need to fret about their instability, they are quite harmless I assure you. Anything else, little miss?"
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Alexis listend in understandment and nodded to him. "I think that's all,
I should be able to do this job" She said with a little smile, walking over to the desk
she was assigned and sitting behind it. "and I'll be sure to treat them right" She said with
a little smile, she was happy with this job. It was a great change for her to get her life back
on track, it might be better for her future like this.
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hey, i saw you're part of bbc-sherlock-rping.deviantart.β¦ as well. would you like to rp sometime? )Β Β Β Β
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sure~ maybe we can use email?
pm me at igotbinned@gmail.com
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Is rp'ing on da fine as well? I'd rather use my email for buisiness only and with rp's I'd get to much spam.. we could just start one on one of our profiles ^^ )
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okay
Here goes,
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Benedict sipped on his daily brew of coffee in his favorite cafe, on a chair beside the glass window, looking at passersby. He just got off his shift at another morgue in another hospital other than St. Bart's and in a few hours he'll be on his way to his private clinic where he'll face the boring problems of the high and mighty and wealthy socialites that his friends referred to him. He hated it that his so called friends did that, but he's somewhat thankful, because the high and mighty socialites don't even bat their eyelashes when he tell them how much he's charging them per hour, with which he purchases his expensive but simple looking suits he loved to wear.
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Alice just came back from along day at her school, she was still
carrying her schoolbag with a couple of books. Before she went home
she decided to have a coffee at the cafe. She walked over to the bar
to order a drunk "One cappuccino please" She said as she payed for her drink.
She sat down on a chair next to the window as well, not to far from where Benedict
was sitting. She opened her book to start with her homework as she took a sip
of her drink.
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Benedict noticed the young lady across his table. He noticed her school bag together with the pile of books which immediately made him think her a student. He smiled to himself, thanking he was already over with the nightmare called school. He was an intelligent and diligent student during his time, in fact he was what other people call a genius, for he finished two majors almost at the same time. The nightmare part of school was the constant charade of liking your stupid yet obnoxious professors, dating silly girls who only want a good lay, and then the tedious part of complying with requirements. Looking back at the young lady's table, he wondered what she was reading, and if it was anything he had read before. Sometimes he can prove to be a little nuts over books, wanting to read almost anything and everything. Then he thought of Ethan, his cousin, who maybe a little older than the lady across him, and who was also currently undergoing the nightmare. Benedict smiled and put down his cup. "Anything interesting?" He asked the young lady.
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She looked up when Benedict talked to her all of the sudden, a
little startled out of suprise. She soon got herself togheter and answered
with a kind smile "Just some books for lawschool, the teacher always
gives us to much homework though" She said with a little sigh. Alice herself
wasn't really dating much people from her school, they simply didn't interest
her. She may wasn't as inteligent as Benedict, but still smart enough to attend lawschool.
Β Soon she stopped with her work for a moment to introduce herself and
Β reached out her hand. "oh and My name is Alice Smith" She said,
Β still smiling kindly.
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Benedict took her hand and shook it briefly. "Benedict Greer, nice meeting you Alice." He looked over at her books and grinned. "Law school, huh. That's something I never thought of going into. So, is law school like that famous TV Show - How to get away with murder?" He laughed. One of his clients was a lawyer, but said client was an A-class jerk and somehow his encounter with said client paints the whole body of lawyers in a very bad way.
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"It's very nice to meet you as well mr. Greer" She said.
"And no it's nothing like the tv show, reality is always differend
from tv shows" She explained. "Well it's just like soaps.. everything
is a lot more dramatic theren then it's in real life" she laughed a little
as well in a friendly way. Alice wasn't really the asshole kind of person,
but didn't let people mess with her either.
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"Please, just call me Ben." Benedict laughed. "And did you take my joke seriously? You look a little offend, little miss." He smiled. He knew he was quickly running out of things to talk with her about. Apparently, he's not as well versed in small talk as he thought. "Are you into criminal law or something else? I'm a psychoanalyst-slash-forensic pathologist, so I'm more versed into the criminal minds, than normal law stuff," he grinned.
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"Well I'm trying to become an all around lawyer, someone that
helps with all kinds of cases. and well I guess you could say I have more
to do whit criminals then I'd like" she said with a little sigh, she obviously wasn't
too happy about it. "And you're both a psychoanalyst and pathologist? That's quite
Amezing I heard both of those are hard courses.. " she said,Β her voice sounded impressed.
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Benedict smiled. It seemed "the intelligent is the new sexy"-thing hasn't faded yet. "Yes it was hard, specially when taking up both at the same time but I managed. Besides, both works are highly satisfying. I can pick my client's brains out, both figuratively and literally." He laughed. He sipped on his coffee and peered at her over the brim. She was fair looking, and aside from the obvious fact that she's clearly a lot younger than her, she wasn't his type. He put the cup down and smiled. "So, when you get to be a lawyer are you going to be a prosecutor or a defense attorney?"
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Friend/crush just asked: did you miss me )
She laughed a little "So you like messing with peoples brains?"
She asked. "And I'll have about two or three more years of school before
I'll officialy be a lawyer. I've done a few small cases though, nothing big yet
and only ones to defend the victem. But it's still good practice"Β she explained,
taking a sip of her coffee as well." She noticed he was checking her out a little,
she just he wasn't to serious about it. They could become friends but.. he was about
10 years older... that would be to much for a relationship.
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Benedict laughed. "Yeah, you can put it that way." He leaned over the table and grinned. "The human mind is so complex! Physically it's just a lump of muscles but a human mind is really fascinating!" He chuckled and then sighed. Benedict realized he hadn't had much interaction with new people nowadays, that talking to this wonderful young lady had been quite refreshing for him. But alas, he knew he was supposed to be somewhere else in the next few hours. He briefly glanced at his watch and then sighed again. "Anyway, little miss. I really enjoyed our little chat though I might have taken a lot of your time now." He got up then picked up his coat and his small leather messenger bag from the chair next to him. "And I still have a few other brains waiting to be picked out." He grinned at her. Pulling out one of his business cards from his pocket, he lay it on the table. "Should you want yours picked out, you could call me. But for now, ciao!" He told her, he turned on his heel and jogged towards the exit of the cafe, waving at her as he passed by the glass window.
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She smiled kindly at him "I can understand that, It was very
nice to talk to you as well Ben" she said. 'I'm sure we'll meet again somtime"
She said, glancing over at the business card and waving at him as well when he waved
at her through the window. It did look like he charged a lot for a hour, she wasn't sure if she
could afford something like that. But maybe she'd just pay him a normal visit sometime, as friend
instead of client. After he left she continued with her homework.
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askldfdigoljdl!!
-glomps u_
heyyyy Ran~
I got plans to wreck havoc in your new group~ haha~ //bricked
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Yay, we need more people to wreak havoc //cough mods cough.
Glad to see you're still alive //happy sobbu
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i'm pining for White Court actually, teehee~
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Still a good choice~ //ming
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*Flops all over your page* Why hello there~ Fancy meeting you here. We have made an official LoaDS RP chatroom on skype, if you'd like to partake in the fun. If I don't have your skype already, you can send me a note with it so I can add you to the chat.
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An angry and very frustrated Greed sinner storms up to the door and not even bothering to knock bursts it open, leaving you surprised, "Ey, you little shit head of a sinner. How about you get off your lazy ass and be active to the group and participate ey? Why be so lazy you can get such freakin cool prizes. Now hurry up, us leaders don't respect lazy sinners. I met sloth sinners more active than you."
Seeing how last week's challenge was very disappointing, Levin decided, might as well visit all of the sinners he's met and get them to work. Please be active, that's all we ask of you.Β
lifeofadeadlysinner.deviantartβ¦
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pssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssst boshiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii--
//shot
Did you ever get an answer whether kids under 14 could be in CBD? /;7;/
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Go for it--
Haha, I have no idea where any of my mods are.
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ffs
time to go dig up that application :'D
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i can't believe u faved my horrible drawing of Kal with Faye doll >.> in my mind it was cuter... but i wasn't very good with drawing Faye as a doll or a chibified version of her clothes... females are hard~
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