Post by Deltev Holtcombe on Jan 21, 2010 23:46:36 GMT -5
DELTEV! STOLE YOUR HEART;
They call me janelle marie and I've shot for the moon 15 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via e.questrian@live.com.
Ktxbi.
They call me janelle marie and I've shot for the moon 15 times.
You know you all love me and you can contact me via e.questrian@live.com.
Ktxbi.
» There Goes my Hero;
THe birth certificate reads domenic deltev-axel holtcombe.
But Everyone Calls Me deltev; the people that he truly cares about call him axel, such as his parents.
Ive Been Breaking Hearts for 25 years
The say I Am riding instructor.
Ive Been Told I Look Like zachary quinto.
» Rock and Roll, Baby.;
I am so tall 6'4.
And I Weigh around 160, mostly muscle.
Ive Bee Ninked And Pierced he has a tattoo of a tribal broken heart on his left wrist, as well as "Die Liebe wächst mit der Entfernung." tattoed on the back of his neck. that translates from german to 'abscence makes the heart grow fonder'. he has this tattoo done a few days before he left for pinewood.
They always say I look like there's something about domenic that makes him stand out in a crowd. he has a tall, well-muscled frame. he's very fit from years of steady excersize and riding; this shows on him quite clearly. he is not overly muscular though, as he does come off as a bit weaker than he really is at first glance. he has long legs, and a quite pronounced stride to his walk. people are often intimidated by him, as his pride seems to come off in waves from his form. his posture is perfect. he has a near perfect torso, except for one large scar that runs from his left pec to his right hip. the scar is noticeable and didn't heal well; it was from a riding accident when he was younger. there are several scars on his arms as well, but they are trivial, and easily forgotten if you were to take a good look at him. his complexion gets quite pale in the winter, but in the summer he often has a pretty bad farmer's tan. he has a great body but doesn't like running around shirtless, unless it's extremely hot outside.
his facial features look mysterious. his brown eyes are overshadowed by thick eyebrows. domenic's eyes are often squinted from the glare of the sun. his lips are nearly always chapped, as he doesn't pay too much attention to his appearance; he always thinks that he looks gorgeous, and most of the time, he does. his mouth is neraly always pressed into a line of thought, or broadened into a wide smirk. although dark, his eyes do posess a light and charm that few can replicate. his facial expressions range greatly, and he has a tendency of letting his emotions show clearly through his eyes, even if his grin and laugh isn't reflecting what he truly feels. his cheeks are rough with slight stubble, and wrinkles sometimes show on his forehead from the sun. domenic's expression nearly always oozes confidence, unless he is alone, or with someone he truly trusts.
his clothing taste seems average, but he enjoys suits, and owns quite a few of them. he wears a leather jacket with pretty much every outfit, and at times he can be seen sporting aviator sunglasses. he owns a lot of jeans and t-shirts. he doesn't dress up too much around the barn, unless he's trying to impress someone. his clothes always seem to compliment him in just the right ways. he does have quite a concern for what he wears, and won't settle for an outfit that he doesn't outright love to wear. he wears a lot of dc and element clothing, as well as quicksilver. he has a thing for converse and owns nearly all colours of them. he doesn't wear proper riding boots unless necessary; he settles for prementioned converse or brand name skater shoes instead. his style is overall pretty casual, but it's his personality and the way he uses his body language that often turns heads.
on the back of his neck, he has "Die Liebe wächst mit der Entfernung." tattooed in black script. this means 'abscence makes the heart grow fonder' which refrences both his move from germany to america and also the fact that he tends to neglect people in his life. the tattoo is bold and it's often the first thing that people notice about him when they're looking at him from behind. he had it done recently, and plans on getting it inked over anually so the words stay crisp and dark. he has a broken heart tattooed on his left wrist. it is surrounded by tribal swirls that extend all the way down to his elbow. it was painful to have done, but it looks very good. he often looks at it when he needs a nudge to keep himself in check; it's also a reminder of people that he'd hurt in the past. it's a burning symbol of his mistakes.
This Is What Makes Me Stand Out his eyes, however dark, are an instant drawing feature, as well as the tattoo on his neck.
» Chances Taken, Hope Embraced;
I Adore his love of horses and riding is often what he looks forward to in life. he enjoys long rides, or if he's away from his horse, writing and drawing. he has a hidden talent of art. despite his muscular figure he actually doesn't exercise much, he considers himself more of a geek than a jock. he enjoys dating and getting in relationships with girls, but has never held down anything for more than a month. he likes brownies and comic books. domenic is a 'closet nerd', having a high interest in comic books, superheroes and anime. he spends hours reading manga and comic books, his house has at least twenty shelves full of books. he enjoys computer programming and would rather stay home with a broken computer and fix it instead of party, but once he gets partying he won't stop until he's kicked out. he's not that great of a dancer, but likes dancing with girls. it's almost like he has two personalities, one far more outgoing and attractive, another silent and shy. his favorite metal band is disturbed and his favorite alternative band neverending white lights. he also has a strong passion for germany and the german language; often he'll muter to himself in german when riding.
I Abhor he doesn't like slutty girls or people who ask him too many questions. he hates being told what to do. if you even try to mock him or make fun of whatever he's doing he'll take you out in a second. domenic can dislike himself, he thinks he's too confusing for anyone to get very close to, with having two different personalities. he doesn't like kids much, they annoy him. he dislikes people who assume things about him because of the way he acts at one moment, you can't really make one judgement on him based off one time. domenic hates people who try to fit in too much or dumb themselves down to fit in a certain group, he doesn't like being something he's not and would rather have people dislike him for who he is than love him for something he's not. he dislikes r&b and pop music. metal, alternative and heavy rock is his style, although he certainly doesn't look like the type of person that enjoys that kind of music.
I Rock he often uses his good looks and classic charm to get his way into things. he can manipulate people with ease and can act well. he's a natural liar and can fake it better than anyone. he's intelligent and learns quickly. he can be a hard worker at times, but when he's being stupid and showing off he slacks off.
I Suck his split personalities are like a curse to him. he'll do things and then regret them when he's thinking rationally again. when people get close to hem he becomes uncomfortable, scared that they won't like his calmer side and are only liking him because of their first impressions.
I Do he tends to scratch and pull at his right ear when he's confused or embarrased. he also likes to talk to himself, often in german. when he's happy he has a deep, booming laugh that can resound in a room full of people. he's often too gentle on the reins of a horse, thus he is constantly trying to tell himself to pull and kick harder.
I Want he hopefully wants to move back to germany someday, if possible. domenic's riding goals are mostly perfection; he wants to get to the peak of his skills as quickly as he can.
I Fear he isn't afraid of all too much, and he doesn't like admitting he has fears. he is a very logical person, and it takes a lot to frighten him. his biggest fear would to be permanently alone. he needs socilization to survive. he his scared of himself; of how much he might hurt someone by accident. he is also a bit scared that he will be forever misunderstood, no matter how cliche that sounds, it is the biggest fear he has. and he doesn't mean that in an overdramatic teenage angst way; rather, he just wants to find someone that will love him for who he is.
I Shut up he has been afraid of horses before, which is something he will never admit to everyone, ever. sometimes he doesn't understand complex english sentenes, another thing that his pride won't let him admit.
I amone half of him is quiet, held back. it is the side that loves his horse and spends days locked up in his house reading and sketching. this part of him is calm and rational, the side seen when he's around his horse and when he's alone. when he's like this he isn't very outgoing or flirty, rather, he's shy and bashful, like a cute kid that no one's really friends with. he's not going to do anything stupid or make any decisions. he's focused on something completely and only concerns himself with that and nothing else. he's compassionate and reluctant to socialize with anyone other than his closest friends or family. he talks quietly, and moves silently, much like a ghost of his more public self. he likes it when he's like this though. it's far more comforting, less complex. he feels more normal when he's like this. when he's working hard, even when he's not working alone, this is the side that you'll see of him. domenic is like this when he's teaching a lesson, but sometimes he can be a jerk then too.
then, there's his other side...
on this half of him he's thingyy and arrogant, defying everything he can and having no shame in anything he does. he's overly confident and flirty, doing things on impulse. he does things that he'll regret later. this is basically what he is at first glance, outgoing, sexy, fun, and daring. he loves to party hard and live it up, no matter the consequences. he'll do anything he wants even if it's not the best idea at the moment. he comes off as that hot jerk type, the kind that won't hesitate to tear up your heart for his own good. he's pretty crazy, often running on impulse than actual thought. he's gotten himself into trouble plenty of times because of this, but he can just as easily get himself out. this is the side that most people see first. it can be very intimidating to some people. he's obnoxious and loud, and is the center of attention at all times. he barks orders a lot, and is rather thickheaded.
domenic has an underlying desire to be loved and understood. it's uncontrollable from when he'll switch back and forth. sometimes he can stay steady as one person for weeks at a time, at others, he'll switch every five minutes. he's unpredictable. this can be a positive or negative thing, as some people are actually attracted to it. certain people bring out thew good and bad to him. his personality is worn on his sleeve; in every movement, it echoes his thought. even with his already towering physical form, his personality only adds to the prescence he conveys when working at the barn. his voice is very deep and smooth. his german accent is quite clear, but he speaks english very well, and can almost disguise it if needed.
despite it all, he has a passion for riding. he's a perfectionist in his riding skills. if it's not done absolutely perfectly, he'll train for hours until it finally is. he has a very gentle hand when dealing with horses, almost too gentle; but they seem to pick up on his commanding personality and underlying tones of direction. this perfectionist trait carries on into everything else he does; he does things with poise and purpose. his posessions are often spotless and he strives for excellence in everything he does, by any means necessary. call it obsessive complusive, but he likes the feeling of a job well done, so much so that it comes first in line before anything except himself. overall, he's an interesting guy, for both the right and wrong reasons. he's certainly not a bore, by any means.
» I Know I Won't Be Home At All;
I Came From heena holtcombe, houswife and equestrian. raphael holtcombe, barn manager and trainer.
I Share My Dna With n/a
I Come From triberg; a small town in black forest, germany.
But I Live Here Now charleston, west virginia
This Is Who I was stumbling, 0-3 yrs old:: he was probably the most spoiled, happy baby there could ever be. both of his parents loved him deeply and would do anything in their power to help him along. he was actually a very small baby but grew fast. he didn't have any health problems, besides the fact that he liked to roll around on the floor a lot instead of trying to walk or crawl.
discovery, 3-5 yrs old:: domenic was taken as a toddler to lots of horse shows, often watching his father ride while he and his mother cheered from the sidelines. he discovered his love for equestrian sport and enjoyed colouring all over the walls of their house. he was successful in pre-school, displaying his great social abilities when he was with other kids his age.
genesis, 6-8 yrs old:: he was even more successful in school and quite the over-achiever, trying everything new that he could. he rode his father's horse sometimes, his father leading him and the horse around and around in endless circles, the black-haired boy constantly shouting 'again! again, daddy!'. for his eighth birthday his mother bought him his first horse, a little welsh pony called shetty. the two got into mischief around the barn, competing in 4-h shows and trail riding with his parents.
europhic, 8-10 yrs old:: domenic and shetty were an excellent pair, and everything seemed to be going right in his life. his mother and father were still madly in love, he was an honor student and he was very popular in school. there was always a group of dirty, messy kids following the cheerful boy around. he would invite them over and they would take turns riding shetty until his father thought they'd ride the poor pony into the dirt.
puberty, 10-13 yrs old:: at this point, the two characters seemed to appear in him. he began to get arrogant and defiant to the parents he usually obeyed without question. he took up quite the interest in girls and dating, often taking out his father's thoroughbred to show off his riding skills. he began to grow more handsome instead of child like, and looked way beyond his age. he started to get more muscular and eventually had to sell shetty because he was getting too tall for the pony.
tragedy, 13-16 yrs old:: his mother was killed in a car crash, sending his father into a three year depression. things got awfully quiet at the farm and they laid off a couple of workers, only keeping their closest friends there. now domenic's two personas were clear, and he began to get involved in the 'wrong' crowd, getting into sex and drugs to get away from the depression at the farm. his riding skills declined and he found himself away from the barn frequently.
rebirth, 16-18 yrs old:: after the years of struggle things began to get better. he got out of that 'crowd' and went back to his horse and pulled his father out of his sadness. graduating college, he worked at the farm and built himself a house on the opposite side of the 800 acre facility, getting half of the land for himself. domenic began to compete professionally and train harder, working off of the drugs and eventually staying clean for three years.
regular, 18-20 yrs old:: he made his half of the land into his own facility for dressage competitions, and built his life around that, boarding horses and training them. he left the farm occasionally to go socialize outside of the farm, and met a lot of people. he made money off of the farm and was perfectly happy, but getting a bit restless. he was in quite a few relationships but they didn't last very long.
disembark, 20-25 yrs old:: he met a client of his stable who had family in america. after becoming great friends of this client, domenic started getting idea. his parents spurred him on, wanting to get the family name out, and start more ranches. now, his parents weren't exactly thinking of somewhere as far as america, but domenic had ambitions that were unreigned. soon domenic got in touch with the client's family, and learnt more about where they lived.
curiosity, 25 yrs:: he decided to finally pack his bags and leave germany. his life there was wonderful, but he was itching to get out of the small, interconnected life that he was living. he wanted to meet people that his parents didn't know, people that no one had ever heard of. and so he decided to move to charleston, west virginia, with little more than a suitcase, a bank account, and a german-english dictionary.
This Is Who I am difficult, but overall alright. beginning to miss germany, but fascinated with all of these new people. hoping to get a job soon, in a small town, and start building this new life up from the ground.
» This Heart It Beats;
I Lust straight.
I Love he likes females in general, but especially loves biting. call him sadistic, but it's just him.
I Loathe very demading women; he can't stand them. overly uptight girls, and those who can't take a joke.
Maybe I loved very many.
Maybe I Didnt n/a.
» This Is How We'll Dance;
I Bow Down dude
I Am Awesome
he was fragile, that was clear.
not so much as gullible, rather, he was fragile as in easily shattered. the thin threads of his sanity were unwinding and fading away. it didn't take more than a nudge to send him off the deep end. and as she dare mention her name, his teal eyes put on an angry glare. his body went seemingly rigid. it wasn't more than 1-2 months since her death and he wasn't even close to letting go of her. as the name passed the harlequin's lips his hands rolled into fists. he didn't need a coin toss to pound her face into the ground. "don't-ever-mention-HER!" her barked loudly and suddenly, his voice sharp in anger. her last comment was enough to get him to act on her. his jaw clenched revoltingly as she made the mistake of reaching forward. two-face grabbed her hand before it could trace the handsome half of his face, digging his nails hard into her softer flesh. he jerked her arm around, twisting it painfully, and stood up. he was at the point of breaking it. "you mention her again and i'll wipe that stupid grin off your face permanently."
maybe it was stupid to threaten the joker's girlfriend, but he was pissed off. he let go of her arm, dropping her to the cold ground. he remained standing, the shadow of the angel behind him encasing his powerful shoulders, she continued to chirp on. maybe it would be nice to have an accomplice, but right now, he was just getting annoyed, the way she spoke was trashy; lower-class. he used to be a titan in gotham, an executive in the city's pathetic social structure. "if the dawn is coming, i'll be dead and gone before it rises." he was rather hopeless; there was no inspiration left in his stripped soul. the manic side of him was desperate for that power, but at the moment he was thinking with the normal side of him. his eyes darted from the pale moon back to her. "i have no aim.. no purpose. having an army of soldiers with no mission is pointless." his voice was much softer, and he waved his hand slightly, dismissing the notion. perhaps in the near future (whenever he switched back to his manic side) it would be one of his aspirations. "but i have been left well enough alone and i scare the shit out of crane's guards, so there is... potential. now i just need a pretty little sidekick like you to beat around and do my bidding.
crane had not approached him yet. perhaps it was because harvey wasn't much of a threat; he was rather contemptible at the moment, to say the least. he was insane, but he wasn't acting on it very much. rather, the romanesque man had simply been sulking around. nothing more, nothing less. call it a pathetic existence but two-face just wasn't in a very pugnacious mood. one of his eyes blinked at her words. "...lovely." now that the moonlight was shining down on the two, he noted that she wasn't exactly looking the greatest. the greasepaint on her face was smeared and her costume was looking dismal. "good luck with that. he's got it locked up even more so than it was when it was a functioning part of the asylum. not to mention the guards he has around the place. shooting on site. i guess it's where he's hiding his stash of fear toxin. but i know the place inside and out." with the week he'd spent wandering, he'd brought it upon himself to find out every nook and cranny of the asylum. recognizing it from the inside out. it preoccupied his restless mind.
her eyes lit up with a sudden knowledge. he rolled his eyes and sighed. hopefully she wouldn't say something stupid (a rare occasion, indeed). but her idea wasn't something he'd suggest, to say the least. he pulled the coin out of the pocket of his pinstriped black pants, and laid it flat in his palm. with one quick flip, it rotated slowly in midair and landed back in his scarred hand. once again, the unscathed surface caught and reflected the light of the moon. "sounds like a plan. i'm sick of it here, anyway." he said quickly, reaching out his hand to help her off of the cold ground.
Thanks Isa for helping =]
