Thompson, Alexander.

[[†]Alexander Thompson[†]]

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Alexander was born and raised within the city of Rush Valley, living within their own Tailor shop which had a large amount of rooms, making it capable of being a house for the four of them. Alexander’s father was a Lieutenant Colonel and barely had time for Alexander but rerouted all possible sign of attention to his older brother Marcel, treating him like the better son. Though Alexander’s mother cared for him and his brother, treating them the same instead of one as a son and the other son like a pathetic servant or dog. Alexander was forced to call his father his rank and at the time he was forced to call him Lieutenant Colonel Thompson.

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Growing up Alexander had very few friends and even fewer that he actually liked for that matter. His main interest was what only very few children enjoyed and that was the art of alchemy. Alexander thought of alchemy as an ingenious thing, being able to be used for feats which could normally not be obtained by that of a human. Alexander was intent on becoming the best alchemist the world had ever seen, to prove his worth, to prove to his father that he was more than a dog but his son.

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Because of Alexander’s intense training of alchemy it wasn’t long before he had lost all of his friends and leaving him alone with his brother. Though this loneliness was driving him to keep in shape and to keep his mental state at its peak. Though as the war of Ishbal began to break out and his father going to war, Alexander wished he was in there to prove to his father his strength.

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Alexander had snuck into the train which his father had boarded earlier the morning and was heading off to the land of Ishbal. When they had arrived in Ishbal the sight of it was overwhelming, not out of beauty and pride but of the fact he finally saw what war truly was; suffering. He had read of war yet it didn’t seem so gruesome within the books he had read, but now the sight of this; the exploding of people, people being shot, alchemy being used in the most vile of ways, and multiple non alchemic weapons besides knives and guns. The sight became more and more gruesome with each passing moment, the army resulting to killing the undefended and weak children; despicable. They brutally massacred the city of Ishbal and the few survivors which had been able to escape were the lucky ones.

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Alexander began to resent his father after they had returned and though of him as nothing more but a drone to the militia and at times had problems thinking that he was truly his father. His father as well had resented his son and had refused to teach his son in furthering his alchemy but did so help with Marcel. Though of course out of Marcel’s kind heart he had as well taught his brother the secrets his father had taught him, helping him to further his alchemy skills over the year.

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Over the next few years Marcel and Alexander just trained in their alchemy and as well with Marcel in the military now at the rank of Major. Though through multiple conflictions with all the missions he got, it wasn’t surprising to see that he had lost his left arm in the process and had it replaced with automail. Over these years though their father had moved off to Central and divorcing his wife as well, leaving her to take care of the kids, alone.

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Over the course of this time Marcel had as well left to go join his father within Central and Alexander going from Central to Rush valley to see his brother and mother, though not his father.

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(I am sorry for the background but I was so intent on Roleplaying at sometime that I rushed it and made it sloppy and not to ‘beautiful’. Though I hope it is still acceptable.)[/font]

[Riza Hawkeye]

This looks pretty good. In fact, I have nothing to add to it. I'll give it my approval, but you have to wait for Admin approval to start RP'ing. So if you want, you can elaborate and what not.

*APPROVE*

[[†]Alexander Thompson[†]]

Thank you Riza *huggles*

[daniel]

Very well made, looking forward to meet you... Alexander "Dead eye" Thompson ...


( And build an army of snowmen and invade Amestris )

[Winry Rockbell]

Accepted.

Though i see you like the name cross, it will need to be changed to your character's name.