Information
Ahzize
Legacy Name: Ahzize
The
Owner: Rann_300
Age: 19 years, 11 months, 2 days
Born: April 29th, 2006
Adopted: 19 years, 11 months, 2 days ago (Legacy)
Adopted: April 29th, 2006 (Legacy)
Statistics
- Level: 1
- Strength: 13
- Defense: 10
- Speed: 12
- Health: 10
- HP: 10/10
- Intelligence: 27
- Books Read: 0
- Food Eaten: 0
- Job: Unemployed
your eyes don’t lie
date of birth; September 5, 1982
ethnicity; Northern European
location; Seattle, Washington, USA
status; In Love
instead they give you away
weight; 160lbs
hair; platinum blonde, side swept fringe, tapered to shoulders
eyes; chilly, grey eyes
tattoos; tattoo of a scorpion on his hip
piercings; four in each ear

home; huge penthouse in downtown Seattle; two levels, modern, and large pool
occupation; retired supermodel, currently practicing plastic surgey
hobbies; cooking, reading, listening to classical music, writing, cleaning, teasing, and smoking
romance; was very disinterested in romance because he was still in love with his high school sweetheart, but now they are back together again
family; identity of biological parents unknown, Renoir Lucius Locke (twin brother), Geneva Adele-Luise and Adalricus Krischen Locke (adoptive parents), Alize Søren Locke (adoptive sister), Christina Tillie Locke (adoptive grandmother)
friends; Renoir, Nadi, Quinten, Christian, Kivs
acquaintance; Nathaniel
you say, you say
If I offer my hands to you, would you take them? They’re riddled with greed, wrath, and pride of my past mistakes like scandalous carmine on crisp white collars. I feel myself crumbling under the veil of my self-fed lies; would you believe me if I told you the truth? I’m held hostage in my own heart, reaching out to you between bars so I can apologize for all my trespasses. But somewhere along the line, all the secrets we hold between us shut out the light and I’m lost again.
There’s pictures of you, pictures of me and I can’t seem to recognize the grey eyes looking back. Who am I today and who was I yesterday? I am a stranger in my own body yet you seem to have one definite man in mind when you call my name. Light cuts through the clouds, and it’s another day where his smiling face haunts me. I’ll break the sky and escape into the eerie night.
The water is amnesia, amnesia, amnesia. My name waits on your tongue, but my image is slipping from the memory you’re desperately trying to hold onto.
You’ll look for me, but I won’t be found.
everything is different today
your footsteps all over
this kiss is poisonous
Pet Treasure

Chest Bursting Love

Pop Legend Jacket

Doctor Mask

Broken Heart Pinata

Bandages

Dr. Lockhearts Amoricide

Vodka

Swanky Blouse

Elegant Nouveau Cappuccino

Brain Matter

Single Sequined Glove

Kaosan

Good Morning Angels Hairflip

Sad Balloon

Broken Heart Tales

Scalpel of Love

Heartbroken Matter

Cutesy Funnel

Strapped Book

Lightning Bolt

Spectral Fruit Summer Drink

Dignity

Broken Heart Latte

Lassiel

Emo Candy Heart

Cabana Boy Doll Plushie

Love Voodoo Plushie

Sir Loves-a-Lot

Anti-Love Matter

Box of Untold Secrets

Glowy Mood Ring