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Kresnik Volkov

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a character in “Evergreen Heights Apartment Complex”, as played by Γ…skvΓ€der

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Wake Up ☍ Crazy in Love ☍ Every Move You Make ☍ Breezblocks ☍ She's Not There ☍ Drowning
"I romanticized you to the point where the knives you pressed against my skin, looked like cupids arrows."
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| Full Name |
Kresnik Mikhailovich Volkov

| Nickname |
Kris

| Age |
Twenty-Nine

| Gender |
Male

| Role |
Apartment 206

| Occupation |
Author

| Nationality |
Russian
This is Kresnik's first year in the States.

| Birthday |
November Tenth

| Sexuality |
Heterosexual

| Apartment|
Bedroom

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| Height |
194 cm

| Weight |
196 lbs.

| Eye Color |
Blue

| Hair Color |
Dark Blond

| Appearance |
Build – Athletic
Chest – 112 cm
Waist – 81 cm
Arms / Biceps – 35Β½ cm
Kris first noticed traits are; extremely tall frame yet lean with athletic physique, distinctive mellow Russian voice, dark blond hair and magnetic blue green eyes with a cleft chin and razor-sharp cheekbones.
| Quirks |
Smell: Kris has a very distinctive musty smell; it over powers the apartment, and even himself. It is such a strong order; sensitive noses have a hard time staying around Kris. He smells like birch tar with hints of bourbon, durian, mandarin oranges, and guaiac wood.
Heat a Street: English is Kris' third language, idioms are not his strong suit and often mixes up the words making them completely wrong or in some cases humorous.
Misogynist: Though Kris does not see his actions as misogynistic, he has a strong sense of the old rule. Women are to be kept indoors, as for the men to go out and make a living. He spoils all females, even though he gives them special treatment, its due to the fact "women cannot take care of themselves, they need man to care for them. But men, men do everything on their own, and should never need help."
Nudity: Kris enjoys being naked, he is not use to American's and their distaste for nudity. He is often quite shocked when others make a fuss over him, he sees nothing wrong.

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| Personality |
☍ Aggressive ☍ Introverted ☍ Apathetic ☍ Robotic ☍
She's says I'm not romantic, I say she's too dramatic.
Throughout his life he has been called a Robot, due to the fact he doesn't externalizes anything, except rare occasions of anger. Kris will never be soft and warm, though he is kind nature. All emotions, equations, and thoughts are internalized, leaving him to appear cold. People, who tend to be emotional and needing of reassurance, have a hard time around Kris. Because it looks as if Kris does not care for them, when he does, he just doesn’t physically show it. He sees more use in action than in expression.
From this past year Kris has become reclusive, depressed, and dissociated, as well as being extremely vengeful. Due to his level of apathy, Kris is destructive without remorse, combining ruthlessness with indifference. Due to the events that have taken place, Kris has an unhealthy dissociated frame of mind, acting in a depersonalized way, as he were some sort of cosmic force that swat people aside, crushing everything without any actual personal feelings entering the picture. Though in general, Kris is non-violent and destructive unless pushed to a point, which is what happened. Kris is a man that is strong within himself and can hold back most of his impulses. Though living with another person and the stress of his home life has made him extremely unhealthy and has a shorter leash. He flares up and tends to be abusive, breaking items, physically fighting. Kris never says something out of anger.

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| Hobbies |
Writing - Being an author it only makes sense that Kris would write in his spare time. Though once he got the news of his deadline, it's become quite hard to finish his idea.
Chess - Spends hours playing chess, trying to beat himself, never offering others to join.
Reading - A good story keeps Kris involved for days.
Radio - Kris listens to Russian Radio, giving him a small taste of home.

| Habits |
Brow - Kris unknowingly raises his left brow often, to the point it looks as a tick.
Hums - Music burns in Kris' soul, though he is aloof and avoids bringing attention to himself, he enjoys humming, in the shower when he is alone, he sings loud and proud.
Humans - Kris, without noticing, calls people - humans. It steams from his unhealthy behavior, thinking he is a superior being.

| Likes |
Zinovia - Despite his hate for her, he cannot truly say he doesn't still love her.
Russia - He aches to be back to the homeland.
Candy - Surprised, Kris finds himself obsessed with American candy.
Spoils - Kris enjoys spoiling every pretty woman he sees.

| Dislikes |
Zinovia - She is the reason for all the pain in the world.
Americans - Kris has no problem showing his disdain for Americans. They are loud, immature hypocrites, it is painful for Kris to live in the country.
Food - LOATHES the fact he has to eat, it seems so useless, even as a child. Kris never found love in food.
Dating - There is nothing worse than having to redo all the same conversations with a new person.

| Fears |
Prison - Being locked away to rot, body and mind, destroys a part of Kris.
Mother Russia - Kris fears he will never see his country again. He will end up being forced to stay in America.

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| History|
Life as young boy was anything but dull for Kris. His father was an Avtoritet to one of the most powerful Pakhan in Moscow. He was raised believing he would one day be a member of the Bratva. But Kris had a story in his soul that had to be told. He chose to become a writer instead. His family supported his decision but Kris struggled to put his story on paper. He didn’t truly find his inspiration until he met a woman. Zinovia Popov was everything a man could dream of. Her mind was as sharp as razors and she had a tongue to match. She enjoyed everything Kris was as well. She placed him on the highest pedestal.
They met in a small butcher shop. She was the daughter of a terrible man and Kris felt the need to save her. They fell in love along the way. Everything was perfect at the start and in the first few years of bliss Kris finally got published. But it was a happiness that was not destined to last. A short time after being published the young couple’s peace began to break.
Zinovia began an affair with a member of a rival Bratva family and when things truly turned sour she glowed as she watched Kris lose control.
Kris was forced to leave Mother Russia after he murdered Zinovia and her lover in a fit of rage. The lover’s family was outraged by the killing. To save Kris’ life and escape the wrath of the dead lover’s family Kris’ family sent him to live in hated America until tempers cooled. He hated the idea of fleeing but his older brother, who was the Avtoritet after the death of their father, insisted on it to appease the rival Pakhan and prevent a blood war.
| Family |
Father | Mikhailo Volkov | Deceased
Mother| Tomya Volkov | Deceased
Younger Sister | Audrey Volkov | Living
Older Brother | Gillian Yolkov | Living
Ex-Wife | Zinovia Popov | Deceased

So begins...

Kresnik Volkov's Story

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Character Portrait: Andres Richardson Character Portrait: Ashton Montgomery Character Portrait: Austin Branwen Character Portrait: Jessie Barnes Character Portrait: Genesis Carter Character Portrait: Kresnik Volkov
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Time: 6:45 PM
Location: Evergreen Heights


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͏Evergreen Heights
The Loft Club

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Ashton Montgomery
hex: #26afff

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Since his time in the City of Angels, Los Angeles, he had been working local modeling gigs along with some acting gigs, too. There was a little time for some fun in his life but now that it was the weekend, Ashton knew that he needed to add a little fun to his life. Being a somewhat popular name around Los Angeles meant something to some people and it did to Ashton. He couldn't go down the street without someone recognizing him from a billboard that was posted up around the area or just his face and aura alone would attract guys and girls. Ashton was planning on throwing one of the biggest parties for the tenants of Evergreen Heights and whoever else decided to show their faces at The Loft Club tonight.

After a day on the phone and spending his day at the club, making sure everything was ready for the party, he went back to his apartment to get ready. The previous week, Ashton had placed invitations in everyone's mailbox that lived within the confides of the area so they had plenty of time to set their schedule and prepare themselves - Like buy another extravagant outfit or whatever. He showered, lathing his body with his new Axe body wash, Kilo then stepped out of the shower and paraded around the apartment for a bit in a towel before deciding on an outfit.

Since he was going to be sort of shirtless tonight, since the party was a black light party, he just decided to wear a pair of his Cargo shorts, Khaki in color and a pair of Polo Sperry's, which were light brown. Adorning his upper body was nothing more than a t-shirt that read M O D E L in big, bold lettering then reviewed himself over in the mirror before going back to the bathroom to brush his teeth and apply a small dose of cologne to his wrists and neck.

Another long look over in the mirror, Ashton was ready and he walked into roommate's room, without knocking. "Hey, I'm heading out to the party. Need a ride?" He'd ask him while pulling out his phone and sending out a few texts to people that he was close to.

To: Gennie
R u having a fashion emergency and need assistance? LOL. C u @ da party, yeah?


After sending out the messages and hearing roommate's reply, Ashton went out to the parking lot and waited inside of his 2016 Xterra, which was navy blue in color. He'd wait there in case someone indeed needed a ride and turned on the radio while he waited.

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CARMEN WASHINGTON
hex code: #8AA37B

Carmen finished applying her lipstick and smiled at herself in the bathroom mirror. That was the last piece of her makeup, and now her look was complete. She'd been to countless parties in her life, but each one still got her excited like it was her first. She loved everything about clubs: the socialization, the drugs, the music, the dancing, the happy feeling. She bounced on her toes a little bit as the excitement settled in, and then she grabbed her phone off of her bedside table and put in her earbuds. She put The Black Album by Jay-Z on shuffle since it, and rap in general, always helped to boost her already high spirits. She padded out of her room on bare feet and into the front foyer. It took her a while to decide on a pair of heels, but she eventually picked a nude pair, her favorites, and slipped them on. They made her ass look great, and they were the first pair she'd ever owned. She pulled out her phone to check her dark eye makeup one last time before slipping it back into her purse.

Carmen left her apartment and almost closed the door behind her. On last thought, she poked her head back into the room and yelled "I'm going to Ashton's party!", hoping that her roommate heard. She closed the door and started to walk down the stairs. Just in case he didn't hear, she pulled her phone out of her purse and shot Tom a text on her way outside.

To: Tom
going to ashton's party!!! couldn't find you, you gonna come too?

Carmen was planning to walk to the bus station and take it to the club, but even after descending the stairs, her heels were beginning to rub her toes raw and it was chillier outside than she'd anticipated. Not that it was cold by any definition of the word, it never was in Los Angeles, but her dress wasn't exactly conservative. It was a low-cut, strapless red dress, long enough to cover her ass but tight enough not to leave anything to the imagination. There was enough room to dance comfortably in, but walking for a long time would just be uncomfortable. She began to dread the walk.

Carmen spotted Ashton in the parking lot and thought that hitching a ride with him would make a perfect plan B. They weren't friends, but they did wave at each other whenever they passed, and Ashton was something of a local celebrity. He would be impossible not to recognize. Carmen didn't have anything against him and was never one to not talk to someone in fear of an awkward situation. She sauntered over to his car and knocked on the window, which was rolled down a little bit.

"Nice music," she said, a little loudly so that she could be heard over the pumping bass. "Hey, this is a little weird, but could you drive me to the club? I totally want to go to your party, but my shoes are a fuckin' pain." She shrugged in a 'what-can-you-do' way and smiled a little bit at him, leaning against the car. She really hoped that he would say yes based on the truth, because a whole host of lies were bubbling up at her tongue, just waiting to be released. And she knew that they would surface if it meant that she didn't have to walk to the bus.