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Izak Zielinkski

"Hope for the best, prepare for the worst."

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a character in “Vacation of a Lifetime”, as played by Rivaille




"All lives end, all hearts are broken, and caring is not an advantage."
- Sherlock Holmes



What is your name?:
"Izak Andrzej Zielinski. Yeah...I know. Betcha' can't say that five times fast."

What do people call you, though?:
"Given the tongue twister my name is, most people just stick to Izak. Feel free to call me Izzy, though."

How old are you?:

When were you born?:
"Warsaw, Poland."

Are you a male or female?:
"Last I checked, I go to the bathroom standing up."



Why do you want to go on the trip?:
"Why? Because for all the traveling my Dad's job forced us to do, I never was able to wander far off base. It almost feels like I got jipped ya' know? Some people never get to travel anywhere, while I moved every six months or so to somewhere new. Trust me when I say that 'new' doesn't always mean fun, or special, or exotic though. At the end of the day packing up, leaving friends behind, spending hours in a cramped little seat, traveling kind of loses a bit of it's luster. At the same time when you don't know what you're missing, that's one thing..but when you can spit and hit the Great Wall, but not actually get the chance to really see it, walk it, or even touch it - it's almost seems unfair. Maybe I've got the wrong perspective..who knows, at least I've had the opportunity I guess, but now - this trip - it seems like a real chance to experience things with some newfound freedom. An escape. Yeah, that word feels right. I want to escape. Anywhere and everywhere.."

What are your opinions on travelling?:
"Normally, I'd say overrated. When you practically live in an airport, and you never really have an answer to 'where are you from' or 'what's your home town', it kind of desensitizes you to the whole thing. Instead of enjoying it, you get bored and irritable, I dunno' though - I think it's more the people you go with that make the trip, not so much where you're going. Then again, I'm just some military brat, kid - what the hell do I know?"

Do you have any illnesses that could affect you while travelling?:
"Not that I can think of."

What is the 'best' place you have traveled to so far?:
"Warsaw, in the winter. Something about when it snows there, makes it feel like home when I was a kid. Uh, Tokyo was pretty cool too, I guess."

Little Things


What do you like?:
"That's a pretty wide open question.. but I'm a pretty big fan of skating, on a board that is. Music, video games, going for runs are also up there on the list. I enjoy sleeping in, mostly because I rarely get the chance unless Dad's on temporary leave. Otherwise, I like dogs, coffee, spearmint gum, cold weather, and I'm sure the list goes on, but who's got time for that? I'm supposed to be doing my calculus homework.."

What do you dislike?:
"To start, authority and I really don't get along very well. Call it a bitter rivalry if you want, but I'm convinced there's just something in my biological coding that makes me resist it and people with it on instinct. With that in mind, I'm also not a huge fan of being cooped up, or restricted. Sure, sure rules are there to keep us safe, but they are also there to be broken - even if just slightly. Don't go getting the wrong idea now, that sounds worse than it really is. Yeah, uh..moving on. I kind of despise rap music, obnoxious drunk people, and being alone."
Do you have any hobbies?:
"Skateboarding, but you already knew that. I'm also pretty decent at playing the piano and violin, not that that information really gets broadcast. I guess you could say I dabble in photography, and scrapbooking - but between the two of us - let's leave out the latter part. Reputations, first impressions, and all that."

Do you have any phobias or fears?:
"Needles. I mean, what's the point? There's a pill for everything now'a'days, so who needs to give shots anymore? And uh, believe it or not, I'm not a huge fan of flying. I won't freak out or throw a fit or anything, don't worry, but I usually try pop some sleeping pills in the airport before. This might be a bit to personal..but who the hell's really gonna read this right? I just moved out on my own recently, and I can't tell you why..but I'm terrified of fucking up and failing. Call me stubborn, but I'd steal and beg for scraps before I ever went and asked my father for help. I'm pretty sure he'd never let me live it down. I'm already the family screw up - I won't let him take my pride too. "

About You


What are you like as a person?:
"Jesus, how many more questions are in this thing? What am I like? Christ..I don't know. I guess I already told you I was stubborn and kinda' cynical, but I swear I'm not all bad. Shy and distant maybe, but there are worse things. Uh, what else? I know I'm pretty laid back, and that I don't really sweat the small stuff. That's to say it takes a lot to really get under my skin. I've also been told I need to speak up more, give my opinion, and prove that I'm clever or something. I'm not sure I see the point, just because I'm quiet doesn't mean I'm also careless or indifferent. Nor does the fact that I tend towards intermittent sarcasm and smart mouthing mean that I'm just some dick with a shitty attitude'. I'm...I'm like an onion. Ever see Shrek? That scene when he and Donkey are chatting in the field of flowers on their way to Lord Farquarts Castle? If you have, great. If not, I guess what I'm trying to say is that I've got all kinds of layers.

I'm not really sure how to explain it to you no paper, hell I'm not even sure how to explain it to myself. It's not like I have to sit and analyze my own personality every day. I guess I can be reserved and guarded one minute, ya' know, when I'm thinking or feeling a bit introspective? The next minute, maybe I'm feeling trapped and restless and maybe that jock over there needs to be reminded that he's a tool bag in a subtle or not-so-subtle way. Temperamental might not be the right word, but my moods do tend to change easily. I like to think it helps me live in the moment, and adapt to what's happening around me because I never know how long I might be in one place anyway. Chances are, I'm at this school maybe until graduation, maybe not - so who cares what others think of me. At the same time, I'm exactly the most outspoken individual. The one who says what they mean and means what they say, hah..yeah right. I tend towards dry humor and snarky secondhand remarks when I can get away with it. Maybe it's a defense mechanism, maybe it's just fun.

To clarify, I may sway more towards the quiet side, but that doesn't mean I hide, or shudder on the sidelines solely as an observer. I might not be the first to suggest it, but you can bet your ass I'll be in to skydive or take that ridiculous bet - you just might not see it coming and that's part of the kick. I tend to slip by people's radars and chime in when you'd least expect it. If there's one thing I want to get across in this little rant it'd be that I'm not just some cocky or troublesome hooligan, at least I don't think so. I may skate, I may get into my fair share of scuffles, and sure I've skipped class here and there - but people tend to forget that I'm also second in my class, I work two jobs to pay my own bills, and sometimes, a black eye is totally worth getting in the last word in a battle of wits, if only for pride's sake. See what I meant by layers? I'm like a bad facebook relationship status; complicated."


Give me a brief history of yourself.:
"I was kind of hoping this question might have miraculously disappeared from the survey by now, but I guess not. Alright, here goes. I'm pretty damn polish, if you couldnt' figure that out by the "jddfjkgndgSKI" in my name. So, yeah that's where I grew up. Warsaw, but saying so feels redundant. What you don't know is that that city, is probably the only place I've lived in for more than two years at a time. The glorious years from birth to age eight were spent there, Moms, Pops, and me. Then Dad got a promotion, made rank - there are plenty of special terms for it but you probably don't care. Point is, his new position was one that required a shit ton of travel time. Long story short? I've attended twenty-seven different schools and academic programs in my lifetime. That also means I've moved a lot, and left behind friends a lot. You don't care so much when you're young, sure maybe you cry here and there, but friends come easier when you're ten or twelve. High School on the other hand, sucked. But let's move on, shall we. I think we were in Dubai for a few months, back when I was thirteen, and it sort of came to light that Mom was pregnant. It was pretty good news for 'Past Me', I'd have a constant companion, a sister in fact, someone to play with and protect with my strong thirteen year old chiseled muscles.

Unfortunately it was also around this time that Dad promised we wouldn't be moving for a while, so that Mom could have the baby (Delilah) comfortably and so I could graduate from eighth grade on time with some semblance of a friends group. You can probably guess how it went, literally the day before my friends and I were scheduled for post-graduation laser tag, and only a week after Delilah was born - Dad got new orders. Those days are kind of fuzzy, I try not to think of them terribly often, but the important information is that that day marked the beginning of a very bitter and messy divorce and custody battle. My parents practically waged war on their homefront and two schools later, court orders mandated that I was to stay with my Father and Mom got to keep Delilah. Talk about getting half of everything. Anyway, uh on my eighteenth birthday(or four months ago), I moved out. Currently I'm trying to get my feet on the ground ya' bills, buy a car, that sort of thing. And maybe, if I'm lucky, I'll get picked for this trip. And if I'm even luckier than that, maybe this trip will help me get in touch with my Mother and Sister.. They've got to be somewhere on this list of travel locations, right?"

Tell me about your family.:
"I'm pretty sure I just did."

Other: "Fluent in Polish, German, and obviously English."

Theme Song:
Grow Up || Paramore
I told 'em all where to stick it
I left town with a dime to my name
I said, I'm done with all of my fake friends
Self-righteous pawns in a losing game

Got my band and a light that won't go out
Been burning since the day I was born
So I cried just a little then I'll dry my eyes
Cause I'm not a little girl no more

Some of us have to grow up sometimes
And so, if I have to I'm gonna leave you behind
Some of us have to grow up sometimes
And so, if I have to I'm gonna leave you behind

Stood in line for so long just to picket
Something I will never understand
Aren't you tired of always being mad at the world?
Won't you just admit you don't care?

And lady, I don't want your pity
So don't feel sad for me
I got a love I would die for and a song to sing
Maybe we're both just living out our dream

And some of us have to grow up sometimes
And so, if I have to I'm gonna leave you behind
Some of us have to grow up sometimes
And so, if I have to I'm gonna leave you behind

We get along for the most part
Me and reality, the light and the dark
We live alone, two different worlds
Me in a fantasy, you in your memories
But we get along

We get along
(For the most part)
We get along
(yeah, for the most part)
We get along
(For the most part)
We get along
(For the most part)

We get along
We get along

Some of us have to grow up sometimes
And so, if I have to I'm gonna leave you behind

So begins...

Izak Zielinkski's Story


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#, as written by Missie

Date || January 10th 2014
Temperature || 11 degrees Celsius/51 degrees Fahrenheit
Climate || The air today is cold but surprisingly still. The sky today is a pale grey, but it may get nicer as the day goes by. The air is just cold enough to see the faint outline of your breath, but only just.

Cassius Segovia


"Cassius, get out of the car"

Giving an exasperated sigh, Cass stayed put. The day had came too fast and too soon, and now suddenly he was going on a year-long trip with a bunch of people he hated. It wouldn't have been described as one the finer moments in his life right now, as a scowl plastered his face and he laid back in to the smooth leather of his seat, crossing both arms over one another. In his mind he was an activist- protesting for his dignity. He didn't see how getting on a reality TV show would further his career. If anything, it would hinder it.

"Cassius, please, not again." His father Erik sighed, almost a mirror image to Cassius. The two were quite alike, but neither of them would admit it. "We talked about this, Cass. Come on, they are about to arrive."

Opening the door of the car, Cassius pulled at his jacket in a desperate attempt to feel like this wasn't happening. They were stood outside the Four Seasons Hotel in Midtown. Paparazzi lingered behind bins, cameras at the ready. That's actually as far as they were legally permitted to get, though. Paparazzi were not aloud in a considerable distance from the competitors. Something about 'Retaining the real life travel experience.' The whole crew was here though, so I don't know how that would work.

Suddenly, very suddenly, dozens of black cars pulled up at the sidewalk. Police bordered the cars, but they were all able to get a space somewhere. All of the competitors burst out of their cars, and were immediately instructed by their driver to make their way over to Erik and Cassius. His father smiled cheerfully as per usual, but Cassius kept his face at a slight smirk, letting one corner of his mouth twitch up.

"Hello, travellers! My name is Erik Segovia- and this is my son, Cassius Segovia. He will be joining you on this trip." He pointed to Cassius. "This hotel will be your home for the next two days. I trust you know your roommates? Everyone will make their way to the hotel rooms and you will have some- how do you say it- 'chill-out' time. Get to know your roomates, and figure out where you are all sleeping. Tommorow is a big day, and we will all meet on floor 51's meeting room."

His father took a deep breath, before continuing "Now go, my children. Please make your way up to floor 52."

Cassius followed the competitors as they made their way in to the hotel, his smirk now a scowl once more.