Hedonist – This is a nice way of saying that Basil is a slut and a partier. He likes sensation, will try almost anything once, and will flirt with everyone.
Therapist – His day job is as a therapist, seeing his patients through teleconference video calls from his apartment.
Russian – He was born and raised in Russia until the age of ten, and speaks Russian fluently.
Goth – This is pretty obvious given his appearance. Yet Basil is only in it for the aesthetic, not the oftentimes somber, nihilistic philosophy.
Hockey Fan – He’s from Michigan, so obviously LET’S GO RED WINGS!
Playlist
Eros and Apollo by Studio Killers
Yeah, with a boy like that it's serious
There's a boy who is so wonderful
That girls who see him cannot find back home
And the gigolos run like spiders when he comes
'Cause he is Eros and he's Apollo
Girls, with a boy like that it's serious
Senoritas, don't follow him
Soon, he will eat your hearts like cereals
Sweet Lolitas, don't go
You're still young
But every night they fall like dominoes
How he does it, only heaven knows
All the other men turn gay wherever he goes
Wow!
Girls, with a boy like that it's serious
Senoritas, don't follow him
Soon, he will eat your hearts like cereals
Sweet Lolitas, don't go
You're still young
Yeah, with a boy like that it's serious
Senoritas, don't go
Please don't go
Soon, he will eat your hearts like cereals
Sweet Lolitas, don't go
You're still young
Sweet Lolitas, don't go
You're still young
Still young, still young, still young
Still young, still young, still young
Still young
The Cult of Dionysus by The Orion Experience
Yesterday I heard you say
Your lust for life has gone away
It got me thinking, I think I feel a similar way
And that's sad (that's sad)
That's sad
So let's make a decision, start a new religion
Yeah, we're gonna build a temple to our love
Orgiastic dances, nymphs in trances
Yeah, we'll be the envy of the gods above
I'm feeling devious
You're looking glamorous
Let's get mischievous
And polyamorous
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus
We could take a Holiday in the month of May
Run free and play in fields of flowers
Pass the hours, making love is how we'll pray
Or start a secret society for the wild and free
Our ideology is "You can do what you want
Too much is never enough"
We are the Life, we are the light
We are the envy of the gods above
I'm feeling devious
You're looking glamorous
Let's get mischievous
And polyamorous
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus
Run, run, run away
Just take my hand and we'll abandon this world
We'll wash those tears away
You're young and beautiful, and I'll love you always
We got no time for pain
When it's just you and me in ecstasy
What is with the world today
The wicked games that people play
The wars, the greed they waste away
Yeah, it's sad (it's sad)
It's sad
So let's spread the word across the land
Yeah, one by one, baby hand in hand
We got a mission of hope
We got a message of love
Soon everybody, everywhere will be the envy of the gods above
I'm feeling devious
You're looking glamorous
Let's get mischievous
And polyamorous
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus
I'm feeling devious
You're looking glamorous
Let's get mischievous (run, run, run away)
And polyamorous
Wine and women and wonderful vices
Welcome to the cult of Dionysus
My Dark Disquiet by Poets of the Fall
Night, the world, it's mine
With nobody else out here
It's time, run wild
And royally cavalier
To burn, ignite
I'd do it for so much less
When all is made clear
There is nothing else
And here we stand, the sweet
Arresting duality
And I come to
It's resin all over me
Will I awake
Will I get a ride with you
In this race of two
We're an endless stream of choices
We're the softest murmur of voices
Without names we're fantasising
Dancing like flames, mesmerising
My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies
Making waves and diving under
Lightning to the sound of thunder
My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies
So white, so still, so bright
It's almost too painful now
I'm ready to fight
To run from the light
And here now comes the sweet
Corrupting reality
While now I'm free
Will I once cease to be
Will I awake
Will I get a ride with you
In this race of two
We are momentary masters
We're false kings and bastards
Without names we're fantasising
Dancing like flames, mesmerising
My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies
Making waves and diving under
Lightning to the sound of thunder
My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies
We are marionettes by strings animated
Yet like lovers of strings liberated
We are marionettes by strings animated
Yet like lovers of strings liberated
(Without names we're fantasising)
Without names we're fantasising
Dancing like flames, mesmerising
My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies
Making waves and diving under
Lightning to the sound of thunder
My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies
Brothers by blood separated
Marionettes animated
Lovers of strings liberated
Brothers by blood separated
Marionettes animated
Lovers of strings liberated
Concrete Jungle by Bad Omens
Can you see yourself
Through the bruises when the makeup melts?
In the dark when all the powers out?
Everybody talks and gets around
When the money talks
Do you think it gets the point across?
It's a burning coal you're walking on
And in a second, all the pain is gone
I said, "It's enough"
I begged and I ran in circles
I climbed to the sun
And fell in a concrete jungle
I said, "It's done"
You never know if you'll get what you wish for
I climbed to the sun
And I fell
I fell, in a concrete jungle
The coyotes cry
And the sirens pass and harmonize
Fires starting every day and night
Burn around us while we're trapped inside
Wouldn't it be nice
To play the game without a crooked die
In a world where you don't have to hide?
You don't have to live in a disguise
I said, "It's enough"
I begged and I ran in circles
I climbed to the sun
And fell in a concrete jungle
I said, "It's done"
You never know if you'll get what you wish for
I climbed to the sun
And I fell
I fell, in a concrete jungle
And I'm the fucking king
I want things that money can't buy
The price is pain to make this right
And I could buy a thousand lives
So you can try to kill me, but I can't fucking die
Die
I said it's enough
I begged and I ran in circles
I climbed to the sun
And fell in a concrete jungle
I said it's done
You never know if you'll get what you wish for
I climbed to the sun
And I fell
I fell, in a concrete jungle
In a concrete jungle
And I'm the fucking king
К чёрту любовь (To Hell With Love) by Loboda
Я с закрытыми глазами, (My eyes closed,)
прямо в пропасть между нами (I fall into the abyss between us.)
И покорно вниз до дна, (And obediently fall to bottom;)
в чём, скажи, моя вина? (Tell me, what am I guilty of?)
Кто же мы теперь друг другу? (Who are we to each other now?)
Ложь, звонки и всё по кругу (Lies, phone calls, and then it starts again.)
Притворяюсь будто я, больше не люблю тебя. (And I pretend as if I don't love you.)
Не люблю... (Don't love you...)
А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?)
Всё понимаю, но я опять впускаю тебя! (I get it, really, but I'm falling in love with you again!)
А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?)
Всё хорошо, ты держись (It's all good, stay strong.)
Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!)
Полночь, кофе, сигареты - (Midnight, coffee, cigarettes - )
Я не знаю с кем ты, где ты (I don't know with whom and where you are.)
Ранит и сбивает с ног, (Jealousy wounds me and throws me down,)
ревность как электрошок (like an electric shock.)
Сердце может возвращаю, (Maybe I'm giving back your heart)
не могу ходить по краю (I can't walk on the edge.)
Как же мне тебя забыть? (How can I forget you now?)
Взять, стереть и разлюбить? (How can I take you, erase you, and stop loving you?)
Разлюбить... (Stop loving you...)
А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?)
Всё понимаю, но я опять влюбляюсь в тебя! (I get it, really, but I'm falling in love with you again!)
А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?)
Всё хорошо, ты держись (It's all good, stay strong.)
Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!)
Ты держись (stay strong.)
Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!)
Просто вышло так Не важно с кем ты, где ты, как! (It just so happened that I don't know how, with who, or where you are!)
И сколько, поцелуев на твоих губах (And how many kisses are on your lips...)
Сколько же ночей с ума сходила в темноте (For so many dark nights I was going crazy over you)
Но а теперь я говорю тебе (But today I'm telling you)
А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?)
Всё понимаю, но я опять впускаю тебя! (I get it, really, but I'm falling in love with you again!)
А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?)
Всё хорошо, ты держись (It's all good, stay strong.)
Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!)
Раз пришёл! Раз пришёл... (Since you came! Since you came...)
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Background
Basil's Black Fury mom, living in a pack on the outskirts of St. Petersburg, got pregnant with a human who didn’t stay in the picture. When Basil was born he was rejected from the Black Furies for being male, and he was dumped in a Russian orphanage, under the name “Vasiliy”, and there he experienced neglect and other forms of abuse. A religious conservative couple from Michigan adopted him out of charity (though really to look good to the rest of their parish), but he was a nightmare due to trauma and the behavioral issues stemming from it. His foster parents thought physical correction, isolation, prayer, and fasting would tame him, but it didn’t. He was consigned to a facility for disabled children and they disowned him at the age of ten.
Luckily his kin-fetch found a kind soul in a pack local to the facility he was kept in, and he was scooped up and adopted by a member of the local great lakes Children of Gaia pack, and there he was given the name Basil Brooks. When treated with love he flourished, and learning about who and what he really was helped him to find control, both physically and mentally. Unlike his packmates growing up, Basil worked hard to keep strict control of his rage and the transformations of his body. That way he could keep the litany no matter how upset and, as it happens, keep his other personality, Vasiliy the Protector, asleep and untroubled.
Homeschooled through middle school, Basil went back to a public high school because he had his rage under control by then. He excelled and made friends, loved learning, and was fluent in English by then. Basil went to community college in Lansing and got an associate’s degree in psychology, then went on to get his bachelor’s and master’s in it as well, on scholarship. He decided to be a counselor, for humans and other Garou. For the latter he focuses on dealing with the ravages of Harano, with rage control, with Herd assimilation, the challenges of city living, and encouraging diplomatic relationships between tribes within cities. He is pansexual and nonbinary, the latter something he at this point finds quite amusing, given his Black Fury history. Despite this identity, he only uses he/him pronouns so as not to draw any ire from local Black Furies who may have rather old fashioned views on the matter and sense him as being one of their cast-off cubs, as he looks the part to a ridiculous degree.
Vasiliy, his protector personality, is at his core a male Black Fury, with all of the black and white, merciless thinking and outlook of his forebears. At this stage in Basil’s emotional and mental development, and with the assistance of a strong Rx of mood stabilizers, he is able to have mental “chats” with Vasiliy, and even sometimes uses his own reflection in a mirror or reflective surface to facilitate the conference.
Sphere
"Basil Brooks, Cliath Children of Gaia, Wave-On-Shore, Galliard, formerly Sept of the Shining Island."
Human Name: Basil Brooks
Rite Name: Wave-On-Shore
Moon: Galliard
Tribe: Children of Gaia (Black Fury by birth)
Camp: Servant of the Unicorn
Vasiliy
Basil (Vasiliy) Brooks is a system that has DID / Multiple Personality Disorder. His two alters are Basil and Vasiliy. Basil is the kind and compassionate aspect, and Vasiliy is the aspect that protects them from harm, and has the same worldview (for the most part) as any Black Fury. Vasiliy resulted from years of trauma and abuse suffered as a child in Russia and then with his foster parents in the United States. Basil was able to take primary control, with Vasiliy's consent, once they were adopted into the Children of Gaia pack and finally felt safe enough.
As they have lived and settled into their new life in LA, Basil and Vasiliy are getting along much better and are rarely at odds with each other anymore.
