“The main reason Santa is so jolly is because he knows where all the bad girls live.”
― George Carlin
Augustus Elijah West
"At your service."
August, Auggie, West
"Along with Bastard, Douchebag, and Why haven't you called me? Depends on the situation."
Twenty-Four
"Chug, chug, chug, chug."
50% Brazilian 50% Native American
"I don't know my birth parents, but I have a feeling that I'm a melting pot of cultures."
Male Model
"This body is good for something."
Apartment 1427
"It's the best apartment in the building and don't let anyone tell you differently."
“I don't know the question, but sex is definitely the answer.”
― Woody Allen
Augustus possesses the power of persuasion. Simply with the alluring sound of his smooth, deep voice, he can compel the mind to bend to his every whim. This ability is a form of mind control.
"These are not the drones you're looking for."
His power has limitations: the object of his compulsion must be able to hear him, they also have to understand and comprehend what is being asked of them, he is unable to compel Tristan due to his enhanced intelligence. He in unable to control it when his desires are too great at time. When used constantly, his power can have some side effects on both him and the victim; addiction being one of them. When giving a lot of commands that manipulate the emotions or if the person already has preset feelings for him in a small amount of time, his ability can cause them to feel addicted or dependent on him, depending on the situation and the complexity of the command.
"I'm only human...sort of"
Photography//Modeling\\Seduction//Sex\\Charm//Manipulation\\First Person Shooters//Dancing\\Plotting//Football\\Soccer//Cooking\\Baking//
"I'm a man of many talents."
“Everything in the world is about sex except sex. Sex is about power.”
― Oscar Wilde
//Eats like a pig//
//Hates awkward silence//
//Has a habit of licking his lips idly//
//Obsessed with photography//
//Allergic to peanuts//
//Addicted to sex//
\\Football\\
\\Photography\\
\\Filming\\
\\Sex\\
//Atychiphobia- Fear of failure//
//Autophobia- Fear of being alone or of oneself//
//Coulrophobia- Fear of clowns//
Coffee // Photography // Beauty // Free Stuff // Mushroom Pizza // Sleeping Nude // Anything Chocolate // Night clubs // Sex // Drinking // Dogs // Cats // Buttered Popcorn // First Person Shooters// Dirty Dancing // 90's Movies // Travelling // Gummy Worms // Contemporary Literature // His Guitar // Fireplaces // Candle Light // Steaming Showers // Beaches // Outdoors // Women // Tattoos // Piercings // Blondes // Brunettes // Redheads // Wine // Hard Liquor // Soft Classical Music // Classic Rock // Jazz // Modern Art // European Culture // Online Shopping // Cooking // Baking // Dating // Flirting
Winter // Rap Music // Ginger // Politics // Hospitals // The Government // Coconuts // Pickles // Love // Romantic Movies // Healthy Foods // Girl's That Diet // Doctors // Bugs// Blood // Pop Music // Confinement // Candy Corn // Clingy Women // Pink // Cold Weather // Dirty Clothes // Birds // The Twilight Saga // Orphanages // Children // Hipsters // Authority // Competition // Losing // Cherries // When Balloons Pop // Onions // Ignorance
“It's not true that I had nothing on. I had the radio on.”
― Marilyn Monroe
"This is me. Flaws and All."
When you look at Augustus what do you see? An arrogant asshole? Another beautiful face? A lost soul? Well, if you see any of the previous characteristics, you're already a quarter of the way to fully understanding the fourteenth floor's self-proclaimed vixen. Despite his seemingly perfect appearance, August is a very flawed individual both morally and mentally. He has a tendency to be a blunt and straight-forward person; never having to say he's sorry because let's face it...he never really is. He prefers having things done his way or not at all, and due to his stubbornness he's very hard to get a handle on. He's a snarky son of a bitch that could be compared to Satan in disguise, seeing as he's so crafty and manipulative. Aside from his skills in deception, August is also known for his overwhelming charm. He normally doesn't use his power to coax women into his bedroom, his flattery and physique are all he really needs. Getting them to do what he whatever he want once they get between the sheets, however, is an entirely different story. Mix all that in with his addiction to sex, and you've got Augustus in a nutshell.
However, he's not all bad. He's a complex person that isn't just two-dimensional. No, nothing is ever black and white when it really comes down to deciphering August. He has a tough shell that nearly impenetrable. He builds a wall between himself and other people because he refuses to end up broken and alone. He knows what it's like to have hope only to see it get smacked down and trampled on. So, in order to never feel abandoned again; he shut down. He uses sex to feel the illusion of love, seeing as he believes that it's the closest he'll ever get to the word. He's very cynical in that respect, claiming that love is just something that people want to believe in, but just doesn't exist.
When Augustus isn't being sneaky or conniving, he's surprisingly a really good friend. He's loyal to those within his inner circle and tries with all of his might to be a decent person around them, although he might have the occasional slip up like, say, compelling one of them to get him a soda or to let him win while playing video games...well, everyone but Tristan. It kind of irritates him that he can't break though that mental barrier. Nevertheless, Augustus has the potential to be a good person, he just doesn't put forth the effort. His words are his weapon and his body is the armor in the war for power. He doesn't see sex as a display of love and adoration (thus contradicting the previous statement, but like I said, he's an enigma and nothing's ever black and white), but as an example of dominance. He doesn't make love, he doesn't have sex, Augustus fucks and that's the end of it. He avoids intimacy, claiming that he isn't one for relationships, but in reality, that's all he's craving. He wants someone to look at him and be able to see pass the bullshit and just understand that he can be good...he just doesn't know how to be.
"Where it all started."
Born in the urban jungle of the city that never sleeps, Augustus wasn't dealt the best of hands as a child. Before he could even utter his first words, he was already shipped to an orphanage. He grew up there for a majority of his life, simply going with the motion and every now and again wondering how badly he fucked up to get thrown into the system to begin with. He was first adopted by the Sutton family at the age of twelve. He spent a good year or two there before he was once again shipped off because "mommy" couldn't keep her hands off of her beautiful child. It was his first sexual experience. During his time at the orphanage he took a liking to making out with some of the girls that were his age there, surprised that they were so easy to coax. It took him another three years to get adopted again; this time by the West family.
It was all the same; he'd resent them because they weren't really his family and he'd try to fuck anything that had long legs and a skirt. August simply didn't care anymore. However, it was in this place that he discovered his power. He was lounging on the sofa when his new mommy tried to coax him into cleaning. Being the smart ass that he was, August told her that he'd do the dishes when she finally learned the art of shutting the fuck up. To his surprise, she no longer uttered a word. In assuming that she was just being a smart ass, August spitefully told her that she was a bitch. What happened next? She began barking and behaving like a dog. At this point his interest was piqued. He tested it out on her a bit more before determining that this ability was legit. As expected, he abused his power, getting others to do his dirty work for him. He even had the smart girls that already liked him doing his homework and cheating on tests for him. He had the entire world in his hands. When his "family" grew sick of him, they threatened to send him away, but he refused to be abandoned again. So, he made them keep him and pay for his college tuition for all four years. Did he regret it? No. Will he ever? That's jumping ahead to the story, my friend. Now, Augustus is in Starlight with people that he can actually relate to and that don't have the ability to kick his ass to the curb.
If I put my hands around your wrists, would you fight them?
If I put my fingers in your mouth, would you bite them?
So many things that I would do if I had my way with you
I can keep secrets that I know that you want me
You could dig your nails into my skin and you won't stop me
You could twist and scream into the air but no one can hear you here
And there will be no tenderness, no tenderness
There will be no tenderness, no tenderness
I will show no mercy for you,
you had no mercy for me
The only thing that I ask, love me mercilessly
While your shouting friends that despise you to your face
What would they say now if they saw you in this place?
Naked and breathless, could you live with this disgrace?
Could you live? Could you live? Could you live with this?
And there will be no tenderness, no tenderness
There will be no tenderness, no tenderness
I will show no mercy for you,
you had no mercy for me
The only thing that I ask, love me mercilessly
If I put my hands around your wrists, would you fight them?
If I put my fingers in your mouth, would you bite them?
So many things that I would do if I had my way with you
And there will be no tenderness, no tenderness
There will be no tenderness, no tenderness
I will show no mercy for you,
you had no mercy for me
The only thing that I ask, love me mercilessly
Love me mercilessly
Cross my heart and hope to die
Burn my lungs and curse my eyes
I've lost control and I don't want it back
I'm going numb, I've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you
So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine (2x)
It's better to burn than to fade away
It's better to leave than to be replaced
I'm losing to you, baby, I'm no match
I'm going numb, I've been hijacked
It's a fucking drag
I taste you on my lips and I can't get rid of you
So I say damn your kiss and the awful things you do
Yeah, you're worse than nicotine, nicotine (2x)
Just one more hit and then we're through
'cause you could never love me back
Cut every tie I have to you
'cause your love's a fucking drag
But I need it so bad
Your love's a fucking drag
But I need it so bad