Zelman Clock

Fuck you Father Dearest

2008-02-16T17:35:44Z

Kabun is mine. So stay the fuck out of my business.

[Private]
Only a few more weeks, a month the most before I'm out of here. Goodbye fucking town.

Now if only Frederic could hurry his good for nothing ass with those papers.
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Damn it, I really need a drink.

Journal entry: Let spread the CHEER!! [hackable, but very difficult]

2007-12-18T19:07:25Z

Well life at this school has been awfully fucking calm these few weeks. Nothing much has happened, it seems that my dear stalkers have decided to back off for now. Must be the Christmas spirit, don't you just love that? Let's all spread the shitty Holiday cheer. Yeah right, these assholes are probably just planning something else. They can go fuck themselves for all I care though, just along as they leave me the hell alone for now.

Besides I have more important business to take care of, starting with a certain pink haired kitten that I know. She certainly has gotten a new meaning in my eyes, not exactly the most innocent one though. Fuck, damn it, she holds such promise, but I need patience if I want to accomplish something with her. She's after all so painfully innocent. Ah, the possibilities.

As for my dear sexually confused prince Azuma, his predicament certainly offers me a very important opportunity. I'm not hesitant about helping, but I need to get something in return. Rest assured that I'm not going to force him to blow me or something...even though it might be tempted, but knowing that treacherous little snake, he might just end up biting my poor magic stick. So, instead I'll prefer to use him in some other way.

Now if only if Killua could take that stick out of his ass. The boy certainly can spoil the fun, perhaps I should cheer him up. On the other hand, he probably needs to get laid. Hmmm...I repeat perhaps I should cheer him up. Hehehe

Journal Entry 7: Daddy Dearest, keep that little monster inside your pants...

2007-11-27T02:29:11Z

So my week in Poland was rather fucked up. Found myself confronted with some whore claiming to be the mother of my father's child. Turned out the little bastard of hers wasn't exactly my little brother, more likely the poor result of some rut with some unlucky sucker that was idiotic enough to stick it where wasn't the most clean. Hehehe, I'm sure he got more than the little bundle of joy as a present. Oh yes, use lots of cream to heal that itch.

Besides this whole drama, my father is still the same. Cold, calculating, callous and just a intimidating old gentleman and I do use the term gentleman lightly. I love him so much. Hehehe

Anyway not much else to say, besides this shitty school is the same. Boring with asswhipe students. Hehehe, the joy of attending such a prestigious school.

Aren't we lucky boys and girls?

Journal Entry 6: Time flies by when you're having fun

2007-11-18T01:15:56Z

Oh look at that, fucking fantastic how the detention turned out. Assholes. Was that supposed to teach me something? Oh, isn't our school system amazing? They do try to rehabilitate troublesome students like me.

Shitty bastards. Apparently they still think that they can turn me into a good little student. Want me to say please or get on my knees and suck you off? Idiots.

Hmmm...Red if you do read this, I apologize for not calling you to set up a time for our date. As you can see I was busy paying for my transgressions against our beautiful pathetic school.

What do you say, want to meet up with me any time this coming week?

Oh and I still didn't get that lap-dance...

[unhackable, only visible to Karin]

I did gather some information though. I'll let you know. Hope you can handle yourself, Red. These people are not very friendly.

On the other hand neither are you.

Hehehe...I promise it will be fun.

[unhackable, only visible to Karin]

Journal Entry 5: Fucking Bitch!

2007-11-11T23:39:53Z

Don't fucking play with me, you useless pathetic waste of human existence! I'm not up for your games.

Journal Entry 5: Little Kittens should keep their claws to themselves

2007-11-05T18:03:21Z

It's quite amusing when little girls want to play with the big boys. Childish, naive and disgustingly innocent. Do you really think that you can handle me? You might have a pretty little big mouth and a even sharper tongue, but I'm tempted to see if it's all a facade.

Now Kitten, do you dare to play my game or are you hesitant? You might not be afraid, but I'm certain you would not dare accept my offer either.

So sad.

Well no matter, disappointment should have been expected considering that I'm dealing with a child.

And yes darling this is an open journal entry, unlike that rather pathetic excuse of unhackable entry that you posted.

Journal Entry 4: Sacrifice your queen

2007-11-04T01:38:49Z

If you want to play with me, you'd better be prepared to play by my rules. I don't have times for pettiness, nor for cowardice. Do you dare to play my game? Can you handle it? After all little lambs were never meant to stand up to the wolf, not unless they want to end up crushed between its powerful jaws.

Journal Entry 3: Anyone want a treat?

2007-10-26T20:41:49Z

So there's a Halloween Ball coming up, I can only imagine how that is going to turn out. Probably with too many rules, and no alcohol. Are we even allowed to snog or perhaps feel each other up, come on we're all in costume. The anonymity should be quite a turn on right. It's the perfect time to be naughty.

Someone should definitely spike the punch or something. Hmmm...so many ideas...so little time.

Of course there's also the costume to consider. I wonder, they didn't specify exactly what kind of costumes we should wear or we're allowed to wear. Something kinky, something naughty, something barely there. Leather? Chains? Want me to be your master...or your servant? Not exactly a good boy. I might just rebel.

Hahaha, I'm all for the treat, but I do enjoy a good trick. If you can catch me first.

And yes, I know I'm constantly posting shit , but no one said you had to read right? And little kiddies, be warned these posts are not for you. I might just be describing my latest sex escapade. Oh no! The horror!
Wouldn't want to screw up the story about the stork bringing the babies. Of course you should know that in order to produce these babies the stork is actually fucked by Big Bird. Oops, there goes your childhood fantasies.

Journal Entry 2: 99 bottles of sake on the wall, 99 bottles of sake...

2007-10-26T03:06:59Z

My shipment will be arriving soon. I've made it very clear with Sayuka, I want the best high-quality sake and she actually did something good for once. Perhaps I'm a little picky, but well nothing but the best for me. I want something strong, enough to knock my ass out if I'm not careful. Sasuke better appreciate my kindness. Highly unlikely, but oh well, he's my roommate and I'm a generous fuck.

I wonder if I should share this with anyone else. We'll see...

Give me a blowjob and you can be certain that you'll get more than sake. Hehehehe

Shit, I'm going to get piss drunk.

Hahaha, maybe something will end up in flames after all.

Journal Entry: I promise to be good for 10 seconds if...

2007-10-24T03:42:09Z

If things actually get interesting around here.

I'm bored, truly utterly bored. Am I the only one?

Go Hawks! [e-mail to Cassa] [unhackable]

2007-10-14T21:02:28Z

I've been naughty again. Hahaha, guess what we started a riot at a club downtown. It was fucking beautiful and quite enjoyable. Pain and pleasure all in one. It seems that I'm not the only crazy shit around here. Just so you know I had two companions with me. A girl and a boy, I'm certain you would enjoy taking this girl one. So full of rage. It was stunning to be truthful. Did I mention that she has red eyes and red hair? How ironic right?

It was quite an entertaining evening. I even ran into one of my dear guests. Stabbed him in the side, not fatally of course, too many people, too many eyes. I expected better of Takeda though, the brute barely put up a decent fight.

Can you believe that the school is actually asking for those who started this riot to step up. Bloody idiots! Do they really think that we'll do this? Shows how highly intelligent the school administration is. Ha, go Hawks indeed!

Hmmm...I guess that's it for now.

~~Missing you each day,~~

More like missing fucking you, shit I need to get laid,

Zelman

Private phonecall [Unhackable]

2007-10-11T02:32:31Z

Hello Cassa, how are things going?

Oh, if it isn't the great red eyed murderer himself. What did I do to deserve such an honor? [soft laugh]

Still as sarcastic as ever I see.

Hmmm...wasn't that the first thing that attracted you to me?

[chuckle] True, but we all know how that ended.

[laughs] Well, at least it was worth it. [pause] Now what can I help you with, Zelman? We both know that you're not missing me that much...or are you?

[chuckle] Straight to the point as always, very well. I need information.

Why not ask Frederic or that dog of yours called Sayuka, I'm sure she's willing to do just about anything to please you...

Now Cassandra dear, is that jealously I detect? You know as well as I do that Sayuka doesn't mean anything to me...although truthfully even if I was still fucking her, it would in reality be none of your business.

In order for me to be jealous, I had to still be interested in you, so I don't see how you could come to such a ridiculous conclusion...[sigh] Anyway, what kind of information do you need?

I've heard some rumors, I want you to tell me if they're just rumors or if you've heard anything else. I would have called Frederic, but he's not answering his phone and Sayuka doesn't know about these things.

If you've heard that you've been followed than you're right.

How many?

Four. Professionals to be exact. It seemed that they really want you gone. Have you by any chance slept with the daughter of one of these clans?

Who are they? South, East?

Not sure.

Can you find out?

Now Zelman, don't you think you're asking a bit too much.

Find out and I'll be willing to look through that treaty again.

How could I resist that? Give me a week and I'll let you know.

Three Days.

Why so soon?

I don't like wasting time.

You do realize that your power is rather limited from there right?

Do you really believe that Cassandra?

[pause] No, I don't. [pause] What will you do about your uninvited guests?

I'm going to be a good host.

That's rather overconfident of you. Don't underestimate them.

Don't underestimate me.

Cocky bastard.

I prefer confident son of a bitch.

[laughs] You know that I would have contemplated coming there don't you? At least if it wasn't that boring...

Shit, I know what you mean. This place is fucking boring. The only one remotely interesting is my roommate, pushing aside the fact that he's a fucking emotionless bastard.

[giggles] Interesting how so? Do tell.

I don't know. You know very well how I can pick up certain talents.

Name?

Uchiha Sasuke, Japanese. About my age or a little younger.

His name doesn't ring a bell, but Japan is more of your territory, not mine. What do you plan to do with him?

Nothing for now, besides I still need to get to know him better or at least try. I'm not sure where we stand.

I see. Good luck then. [shouts, something crashes in the background] Shit, Yafuri is at it again. Tell me again why I decided to take that little twerp in?

[laughs] He's your cross to bear.

[sigh] Very funny, I'll...[crash] I'll better go, before that little shit decides to wreck the whole place. I'll call you in three days and let you know what is going. [pause] Take care of yourself. I don't want to read about your carcass being found floating in some river or something.

Ah, you're concern is appreciated.

Fuck you!

Ah, done that. Want to go at it again?

[laughs] Just go! I have enough on my hands already. Be a good boy.

Never.

Bye Zelman. [chuckles]

Bye

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End Call

History

2007-10-08T18:12:41Z

Zelman was born in Poland on March 28 1987. The son of the a wealthy Polish businessman, Zelman was basically born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Since a very young age, he knew that he had more than other people and wasn’t afraid to use that power that he seemed to possess. In reality he might have been considered a rich spoiled brat by many, but some of the staff that worked for him attributed this attitude due to the fact that he didn’t have a mother. His mother who was Japanese died giving birth to him. In reality Zelman was mostly raised by his nanny. She was the only one of the staff members that he respected and actually cared about. His father being a highly respected businessman, had little time to spend with him, with as consequence that Zelman never really had a relationship with his father for the first years of his life. In a way they were essentially strangers to one another, but that didn’t bother the young boy at all. Even as a young boy Zelman had been very independent and withdrawn.

It was when he turned thirteen that his father, Ezequiel Clock, finally decided to take notice of him and a new world was presented to the young boy. It turned out that his father wasn't exactly a businessman or at least not in the sense that Zelman might have believed, instead Mr. Clock turned out to be head of the Polish mafia. Yes, he was still a businessman, but this was all a cover for his real job. His father gave him two options at that moment, either step back and forget what had just been revealed to him or accept things the way they are and learn everything he could, so that one day he could take over.

Zelman chose the latter.

Of course it had been completely different from what he had expected. Thrust into a world that didn’t care that he wasn’t an adult and yet not a child either, he had to fend for himself and earn a name for himself. It was hard and sadly enough his handsome and slightly androgynous looks earned him all the wrong attention from older men that thought him easy prey, but in the end they were proven wrong as he showed them who he really was. Within a few years, he made a name for himself in the underworld and was soon given the name of the red eyed murderer.

The first years, he spend as an assassin, taking care of those that dared to cross his father. It was when he turned seventeen that he chose to leave Poland and go to Japan. It was more of a business move for him than anything else, but it was also his way to escape his father’s shadow. He wanted to be seen as an equal and Japan was the opportunity that he had been looking for.

His father had always had ties to the Japanese Yakuza and Zelman thought that it was time to establish some kind of base for them in Japan as well. Within barely a year, he had established Kabun, his own organization that earned the respect of the Japanese mafia. Still the old yakuza members were extremely hard on him, because of the fact that he was mixed race and was in a way invading their turf. However Zelman quickly proved himself and earned himself and Kabun a place in the Japanese underworld.

Now you’ll probably be wondering why he decided to join White Ridge when he has so much going for him. Well, White Ridge was never in Zelman's plan to begin, but due to an recent accident where one of the members of Kabun killed an officer, he found himself needing to leave Japan for a while. As the leader of Kabun, Zelman has always made sure to keep a truce between the police and his organization, but sadly and annoyingly enough for him, the truce was of course broken by the recent happening. He wasn’t the one to commit the crime, but as the leader he’s the one responsible.

With this new development, it was clear to father and son that he had to leave Japan for a while. His father knowing about White Ridge quickly pulled some strings to get Zelman in. The boy was smart enough and even if he was mostly home tutored, his grades were more than good enough for the academy. In the end both father and son knew that no one would look for him at a school like this. That doesn't mean that he's not keeping tracks of Kabun, who in the meantime is run by his right hand Frederic and Sayuka. The first one is a Dutch who has earned Zelman's respect over the years and the latter is just his secretary and someone that is infatuated with him. He never really cared for the woman, but he knows that the woman is blindly loyal to him.

As far for Zelman’s future and White Ridge, the redhead is not sure for how long he will stay.

[ooc: Zelman's information is not hackable. Still if you can come up with a good enough reason that your character would know about this redhead's history, just poke me and we'll discuss it.]

Appearance

2007-10-08T18:11:10Z

Standing at ‘5"6 and weighing 150 pounds, Zelman would be considered rather skinny, but one look at him without his shirt on and it’s clear that he’s more lean and very well-fit. His skin a slightly tanned color, seems to bring out his unique deep blood red color eyes and his deep unruly crimson spiky hair that reaches a few centimeters below his jaw line.

When it comes to his looks, he has inherited the striking European and aristocratic features of his father, but nevertheless there’s something slightly androgynous of his fair looks. He’s not exactly feminine looking, but there’s definitely that softness to his features that is not hard to miss. Still you can’t quite miss that serpentine touch of those same features that only seems to hint at that manipulative, but also seductive nature of his, like the snake that tempted Eve in the garden of Eden.

Being someone that loves piercings and tattoos, he has both ears pierced and has a red intricate wings tattoo on his back. The wings represent his freedom and the red, the blood that he had to pour to earn that freedom.

Zelman’s clothes though consists mostly out of comfortable jeans, pants and shirts. He doesn’t exactly keep up with the current trends, but there’s always something trendy about him that seem to capture everyone’s attention. Clothes to him are more about comfort than anything else, except when he’s going out. Those times, he makes sure to dress to impress and perhaps seduce, from leather to midriff bearing tops, he makes sure that the outfit is attention earning enough.

Personality

2007-10-08T18:09:33Z

Zelman is what many would call a very cocky, self-absorbent young man, who comes off as rather aloof or perhaps even lazy to others. He's quite smart though, but also very manipulative. He knows how to use people to get what he wants and he has no problem with it. Not one to care about what is considered good or bad, he does what he wants. Good to him is when he accomplishes his goals, using every method necessary.

Utterly seductive when he wants to be, he knows how to woo female or male in his bed. Yes, he has no specific preferences when it comes to his sex-partner, it's not like he's planning to create any kind of relationship. To him it's all about the pleasure, giving and taking.

Zelman can also be very sadistic and unmerciful. Weakness to him is frowned upon and those that are fragile enough need to be punished. He also absolutely detests stupidity, even though he uses the latter to his advantage. Stupid and ignorant people are the easiest to manipulate and use, especially with the way he can convince them with only a few words to do just about anything.

When it comes to people in general, Zelman grows bored really easily with them. It could be very normal that he will just ignore you if you're not interesting enough. He makes no excuses for his actions, even if some might call him rude. Very blunt and straight to the point, he will tell you what he thinks or feels, no matter how you take it or if it hurts your feelings or not. Cynical and sarcastic, don't expect him to sympathize with you when you have a problem. In short he doesn't give a fuck about what people think of him and he certainly doesn't give a shit about others.

Only one thing though don't cross him, he has a very bad temper and will not be satisfied until some bodily pain is offered as restitution, which once again only further shows his sadistic side.

It has to be noted that he loves fire, wouldn't necessarily call it an obsession, but he has tendency to set things on fire when his temper gets the best of him. He does have a slight obsession with blood though. Blood to him is something very valuable and strangely alluring.

Curiously enough pushing all of his rather bad traits of his personality aside, Zelman has a soft spot for children. The little brats as he likes to call them can get away with just about anything and be warned do not harm a child in front of him or you will regret it. He's not known as the red-eyed murderer in the underworld for nothing.

In the end it might seem like Zelman is probably a very bad person, but be assured that if you ever manage to earn his friendship that he will be a loyal friend no matter. It also counts when it comes to more serious relationships. It is true that until now he hasn't found someone to truly care about, but you can bet that if ever does find this person that he will cherish him or her very much, but of course getting there will be a struggle. This young man was brought up in a world where giving affections openly is frowned upon and in a way the position that he's in doesn't allow him to show too much emotions, but like always Zelman doesn't particularly care too much about rules or what others think.

It's his life and he will decide how to live it. No rules, no regrets...

When it comes to his respect, it's not easy to earn it, but Zelman seems to have an eye for talent. He's always looking for new assets to his organization. From assassins, to hackers, he's always looking for people that he knows that he can rely on to get the job done. Do your job right and you're be highly compensated, fail him and you'll regret it.

Passionate in every way, he's an experienced lover, an admirable leader, but also a strong and efficient fighter. His favorite weapons are guns and small blades, both of which he can expertly handle. He rarely gets involved in fights though. Zelman will only lash out or strike back if provoked. Very diplomatic, he always tries to solve problems by talking it out, but that doesn't mean that it will always work and it's in these cases that he will quickly, but silently take care of his enemies. To him it's like a chess game, silently, intricate, but effective. Take out the king and the rest fall.