pending Sylvester_Shevchenko [SamuelSam]

[s4mm]

Sylvester Shevchenko

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     The hospital room smelled like antiseptic and expensive roses when Sylvester Shevchenko came screaming into the world on March 12, 1999, his tiny fists already clenched like he was ready to fight for his place in the Shevchenko dynasty. His father, Mikhail, was on a business call to Tokyo before the umbilical cord was cut, while his mother, Natalia, adjusted her diamond earrings and asked the nurse to take less flattering Polaroids. They lived in a penthouse overlooking Central Park where the housekeeper: Marta. Was the one who taught Sylvester how to tie his shoes because his parents were at a gala the night he figured it out. His older brother Veyvester got a vintage Rolex for his tenth birthday, Sylvester got a firm handshake and a reminder that Shevchenko men didn’t cry, not even when he broke his wrist falling off the private school’s marble staircase.

 

     Everything changed the summer he turned seventeen, when he found his mother’s hidden notebook filled with sketches of faces that weren’t his father’s, and a Paris hotel keycard dated two days before his parents’ anniversary. “You’re just like him,” she hissed when he confronted her, the Chanel lipstick smudged across her teeth making her smile look bloody, “always digging where you don’t belong. ” That night, Sylvester walked thirty blocks to his cousin Anya’s walk-up in Brooklyn, where he slept on a couch that smelled like cat pee and listened to her girlfriend Lena rant about capitalist pigs until sunrise. That was just how it went. He didn’t touch the trust fund money, not even when his Jordans got stolen at the YMCA locker room or when he had to choose between a MetroCard and lunch for three days straight.

 

     By twenty-two, he’d turned the back room of a Queens bodega into a recording studio, teaching himself to produce beats on secondhand equipment while his old prep school friends posted yacht pics from Monaco. There was a girl named Rosa who brought him empanadas every Thursday and laughed when his keyboard short-circuited during a storm, her gold hoop earrings catching the neon light from the street outside. The first time he played Madison Square Garden, his father sent a text that just said “sound mix needs work,” but Veyvester showed up backstage with a bottle of cheap vodka and they got so drunk they missed the afterparty. These days, when the panic attacks come, he still catches himself reaching for the silk pajamas he used to wear in the penthouse, even though he sleeps in a ratty NYU sweatshirt now, the cuffs frayed from too many washes. And one day Sylvester tried his luck in the city of Los Santos to achieve a new life.

 

 

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Saya s4mm selaku pemilik account UCP SamuelSam bersedia jika Character saya yang disebut di atas (Sylvester Shevchenko) dibanned permanent jika character story yang saya buat di atas berupa plagiat dari story milik orang lain.

Edited 42 minutes ago by s4mm

[s4mm]

Min sebelum koreksi, saya mau menjelaskan kenapa saya bikin cs ulang, sebelumnya saya sudah bikin cs di accnt @SamuelSamtetapi saya kehilangan emial dari accnt forum itu sehingga saya tidak bisa login di sana, jadi saya memutuskan untuk membuat forum baru dan melepaskan forum lama dari ucp, sehingga cs yang lama menghilang ini link cs baru yang sudah di acc https://jogjagamers.org/topic/380658-sylvester_shevchenko-samuelsam/#comment-3874239