Aleksanteri Luukas Klaus Hämäläinen

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ALEKSANTERI LUUKAS KLAUS HÄMÄLÄINEN

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NAME:

[/b] His first name is Aleksanteri Luukas, middle Klaus and last Hämäläinen. His family and Finnish friends call him Santeri, which is the Finnish nickname for Aleksanteri, but most people assume his nickname is Alek, so he goes by that, too.
AGE:[/b] 17
YEAR: Junior
GENDER: Male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Straight, though he's experimented more than a few times while intoxicated.
CELEBRITY CLAIM: Petri Lindroos


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FAMILY:
He has a rather large family. He has his two sets of grandparents, his two aunts, his one uncle, his father, his father's wife and his two half brothers, his mother, his three older sisters, and his two younger sisters.

Nikolaus Juha Hämäläinen: His thirty three year old half German father.
Matias Isakki Hämäläinen: His six year old half-brother
Olavi Markus Hämäläinen: His three year old half-brother
Annikki Helmi Mäkelä: His father's twenty-six year old new wife

Pauliina Suvi Hämäläinen: His eighty-three year old Finnish grandmother on his father's side
Felix Schäfer: His eight-one year old German grandfather on his father's side.

Marjaana Sohvie Hämäläinen: His fifty-seven year old mother
Inkeri Karoliina Hämäläinen: His twenty-seven year old sister
Maaria Orvokki Hämäläinen: His twenty-four year old sister
Raakel Siiri Hämäläinen: His twenty year old sister.
Tahti Aamu Hämäläinen: His thirteen year old sister
Eveliina Kaisa Hämäläinen: His twelve year old sister


Sakari Jääskeläinen: His seventy-seven year old grandfather, on his mother's side
Riikka Sari Jääskeläinen: His seventy-four year old grandmother, on his mother's side
Esteri Loviisa Jääskeläinen: The sixty-four year old aunt
Tuomas Urho Jääskeläinen: His fifty-four year old uncle
Viivi Mariita Jääskeläinen: His fourty-eight year old aunt

HISTORY:
“I was born in Espoo, Finland in 1995, seventeen odd years ago. I was a bit of a surprise to my parents, as in all but the last sonograms, I'd been in a position that hid my genitalia and, as they'd had nothing but girls before, they had assumed I would also be female. My father was apparently over-joyed at the thought of having a son, but sometimes I find that hard to believe. I was given the name Aleksanteri Luukas, as it is common in Finland to have up to three first names, and they gave me the German middle name Klaus, naming me after my father Nikolaus. I had three sisters when I was born, all whom were fairly older than me. First was my oldest sister Inkeri Karoliina, who was ten years old at the time of my birth. Next was Maaria Orvokki, who was named after my mother Marjaana. She was seven when I was born. Finally, there was Raakel Siiri, who was only three. My family has a habit of sticking in the middle of the “between one and three” name rule, giving us all two names, plus our middle names which are rarely used. It made it difficult to name us, unfortunately, as my mother was fairly old-school and refused to use some of the trendy “American” names like Olivia and Isabelle. Of course, that didn't mean our names didn't have American forms, for example, my name is Aleksanteri Luukas which would be Alexander Lukas in it's natural form. Inkeri's name is a true Finnish name but her second name, Karoliina is the Finnish form of Karolina, or Caroline, and of course there's Maaria or Maria and Raakel, Rachel. Personally, I prefer our forms. Anyways, even though it was difficult for mother to find Finnish forms of our name sometimes, she still managed to give us two names, which makes for a long name on legal papers. Passports are cruel, and I feel awful for those with three names, a middle name and a double surname. Even worse would be to conjoin a name, like Ana-liisa, which would count as one name.

I lived in a fairly big family, always surrounded by my four grandparents, my two aunts and my uncle, as well as my siblings, and when I was four years old, our family got bigger. My mother had given birth to another daughter, Tahti Aamu, who's name means star spring, if I remember my names correctly. The following year, she also gave birth to Eveliina Kaisa, who's name is a form of Evelyn, though I forget what Kaisa is again. Looking back, it surprises me that my little sisters were even conceived, but I'll get to that later.

As the only male child in a family of girls, you can imagine what torture I went through sometimes. Since my two oldest siblings were almost in their teens when I was born, I sat through many days of them learning to braid my hair and put makeup on me, then in the afternoon had to play dress up and tea parties with the littlest one. As such, there are many family portraits I am glad to say have never made it to the internet. Mother isn't the most tech-savvie. Out of all things, one thing has stemmed from these hour-long (at minimum) torture times. I love my hair. My father hated the femininity of having long hair, but I couldn't bear the thought of cutting it. I was terrified of Barbers, and whenever it needed a trim, I would have my mother do it. I think the shortest it's been since I was conscious enough to not let anyone cut it was shoulder length. It's never been dyed, either, so everything is completely natural.

But I digress.

When I was six years old, two years after Tahti was born and one after Eveliina, my father left us. I was told by my mother that he had just gone to Helsinki to become a Lawyer, and at that age you didn't really question what your mother said. At the same time, it always confused me when my sisters would start crying or get really angry and scream at mom. It also confused me that he rarely sent presents or visited. Still, mother had said he'd just been working, so I had believed what she said.

It wasn't until I was around nine, ten years old that I discovered the truth. See, because I was a quarter German, mother and father had always taught us German, as well as English and Finnish. She continued this even after dad left. So, one day I was at my grandparents house, my father's parents, and I heard them talking. My grandmother Pauliina had been taught German during the World War (I think, can't remember) and my grandfather Felix spoke German as his first language, so they often conversed in German when they thought I couldn't hear them, as they never really realized that we could speak German too. It was a good way to learn secrets. A little too well. I heard them talking about a divorce between mom and dad that would go through soon, and something about a little “baby-cheeked girl” named Annikki, so when I went home, I asked my mother about it.

I'd always been a fairly mature child, according to my mother, so when I asked about it, she sat me down and had a talk. She explained that, when I was younger, too young to remember, father would always go on these little trips, or stay working late. During these times, he would be sleeping with a young woman. She was around seventeen or eighteen when it started, and now she was twenty. Mother hadn't known for a long time, only realizing it when she went to turn off my father's cell-phone alarm and, not being tech-savvie, accidentally saw the messages. That's why I said I was surprised my little sisters were born. I was surprised he'd even bothered sleeping with her in the first place, if he had a little beenie-bopper, snot-nosed, dirty-diapered girl to sleep with. Can you tell I don't like her?

The divorce went through and I got pissed. I shut myself out from the world, not talking to anyone and just listened to my music. My tastes varied from rock to metal to black and death metal. I learned Guitar and taught myself to sing. I also focused on my classes, ignoring those around me. I struggled in some of them, like in English and most of my writing ones, and had to work hard to pass, because it turned out I was dyslexic. I also struggled in Math, but excelled in Chemistry, and could think in abstract ways sometimes. Despite my dyslexia we learned I picked up languages easily, when taught verbally, and could learn by listening. As you probably imagine, I was good at music. Music was the only thing that made sense to me. The only thing that didn't move when I tried to read it, and could listen and learn by ear.

So, we all had our vices to deal with the divorce. Inkeri started sleeping around, Maaria started cutting, which was strange because most people who cut seemed very dark but... she was very light. I played music and, when considered “old enough”, began drinking, Raakel focused on her school work and her writing, and the little ones Tahti and Eveliina didn't really do anything, as they were too young to really know him. Life wasn't easy, but it wasn't really all that difficult either. We had the support of our family, and he payed child-support (surprise, surprise), and we did actually get visits and presents, although not very often, but mom did have it hard, trying to raise six kids and work as a psychologist. She was very stressed, so often our aunts and uncle Viivi, Esteri and Tuomas baby sat us, with Viivi being the most common. The older kids, Inkeri and Maaria got part-time jobs to help support us. This lasted until high school.

When I was fourteen, I met Kariina. Kariina was beautiful. She was thin and average height, with clear ivory skin, brown-black hair that hung in waves and big, round brown eyes. I was in love with her, I swear, and she, me. Well, so I thought. We were young, but we were so convinced that we were going to be married and have children. We dated through my first year of high school, and then I found out that she had actually been cheating on me. She had been my first kiss, and we'd almost gone all the way, so I was heart broken. I pulled away more and, when my mother decided to move us to California for better job opportunities, I was happy to move.

We went on EI for a little bit while my mother updated her credentials and went through a refresher course to open her own practice, as they prefer you to be taught in America instead of anywhere else, and in the meantime she enrolled us in Daze on the money she had saved and money from our family. Well, she enrolled me in Daze, anyways, as at this time my younger sisters were still in Elementary and my older sisters in college.

I'm a little worried, I'll admit, as I have a hard time reading as it is, and now reading in a different language is going to make it harder, but I'll make it through. Somehow.”

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APPEARANCE: Alek is six-two, almost six-three and has a lean and lanky build. That isn't to say he's scrawny, but he's not the most muscular person in the world. He has long, beautiful golden blond hair that goes to his mid-back. He's pale and has near flaw-less skin, with a small patch of darker skin behind his neck, behind his left knee and burns on his wrist from cooking mishaps. His eyes are light blue, and he tends to dress fairly normal with leather jackets, dark tees and jeans, but can sometimes dress a little outlandishly, which can include occasionally dressing up in medieval clothing and Live Action Role Playing.
LIKES:

[/b] Music – He prefers classical (He plays piano and violin) and anything from rock to death metal.
History – He really enjoys history, and participates in reenactments and live action RPing when he can
Cats – He just... loves cats.
Languages – Even though he struggles with reading and writing, especially in other languages, but he loves languages all the same.
Confusing People – Confused people are hilarious.
His Hair -- He'll spend many an hour on his hair.
DISLIKES:
Math – Any explanation needing?
School – He struggles with reading and writing due to his Dyslexia, and so he resents school and all the time he has to spend trying to keep up.
Cheaters – If you don't love someone, just break up with them. Why sneak around behind their back?
Love – As far as he can tell, it only causes heartbreak
The Divorce and Anikki – She's a whore who took his father from him. That doesn't go for him.
Pop Music – It irritates him, how upbeat it is.
Attention Whores – You know the type, people who are always complaining about their life or showing off their cutting scars. You aren't deep, you aren't emo, you're just a pussy who can't deal with life. Grow up.
Barbers -- Get those scissors away from his hair!
FEARS:
Love and Commitment – He's always secretly afraid that he'll fall in love again and either hurt someone he loves, or being hurt.
His Dyslexia – He's afraid people will bully him because he's dyslexic and can't read.
Blood – He can't stand the sight of it and faints.
SECRET: Dyslexia – Just look at his fears, and it will explain why he doesn't tell people.
GOAL: To overcome his dyslexia and graduate with a decent mark.
MENTIONABLES: Not much, except he's asthmatic and that he has a strong Finnish accent. Also, he's fluent in English, Finnish, German and Swedish, although the latter two aren't as good as his Finnish or English. [/blockquote][/blockquote]

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EXPERIENCE: Since around 2009, I think. That's the earliest I remember.
TIMEZONE:

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CHARACTERS: Rossmaria MacMillan, Natalie Stryder, Violet Nightshade, Erin Simons, Ravynna Sparks, Xavier Cole
FOUND: Google
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