Initial: Frederick
Profession: Psychology Undergraduate
Birthday: days left
Height: 1.76m
Weight: 63kg
Blood Type: A+
Waist size: 29-30 inches
Hobbies: Blogging; Reading; Songs & Movies; Chill out
Talent: Writing; Acting; Singing; Accents
Favourite Food:
Italian Food;
Kimchi Chigae;
Roti Prata
Most Disliked Food: Anything crustacean - due to allergy
Favourite Songs to Sing to: For You (self-composed) & The Promise
Favourite Body Parts: Nose; Jaws
Schools: Pei Chun Public School (1989 - 1995); Chong Boon Secondary School (1996 - 1999); Nanyang Polytechnic (2000 - 2003); Monash University (2006 - )
Current Pursuit: Bachelor of Behavioural Science
Research Interest: Evolutionary Psychology
Other Interests: Evolution; Genetics
Contact:
frederikan@live.co.uk
March 20, 2007
Mr. Aphroditus is our guest interviewer-cum-diplomat for the talk show tonight. He's specially invited to pay Prince Frederick of the North Siberia a visit soon after he got attached four days ago to a wonderful Princess from the wild wild West. Aphroditus, too, came with an intention.
As Mr. Aphroditus took his seat on the comfortable sofa at the corner of the fireplace, he gave the Prince a friendly wink before clearing his throat as he continued with a smile.
Aphroditus: I hope your heart isn't beating too quickly as we speak.
Frederick: (Chuckles shyly) Of course not. I'm calmer now, especially when there's a special guest in this throne hall of mine.
Aphroditus: Relax, Frex. Think of me as your friend now. And I already am. Oh, cut those formalities. We'll have none of them tonight. Have I made myself clear?
Frederick: Crystal..
Aphroditus: Good! It's a real pleasure to be invited to do your talk show this evening. An honor as well, my Prince.
Frederick: (lolx) It's been a while since the fall of Siberia to some assholes living in those wilderness. But nothing could ever stop this empire from regaining its strength.
Aphroditus: Agreed. I'm glad you've survived your past injuries during that fearsome warfare last year. Have you not?
Frederick: Thank God for His healing! I almost got myself killed! But there're some guardian angels around me that helped me out. It's been a long and tiresome fight for the freedom of Siberia. Winning the war was tough but we did it.
Aphroditus: What happened? I heard it resulted in a stalemate. Who were those people? And what happened after the fall?
Frederick: Those bastards killed my previous Princess. They came to steal, to kill and to destroy. They destroyed her completely in an instant, right before my very eyes. They took away half of my soul, my provisions and massacred millions of my men. They're from the South-Eastern part of this empire I own.
Aphroditus: (interrupts) ...sorry to interrupt but, does that make them the rebels?
Frederick: Indeed! Those bastards are rebels but worse than that. These Wildmen rob the hearts of my people and will continue to hunt them down. Those creatures will strike anytime, at anywhere without warning. We are, however, still at war. But that's beside the story. We had an alliance - the Central Gale Alliance (CG alliance). Those tiny little allied princedoms are part of our own, but sought to betray us at the end of the war against the Wildmen in the South. Soon after, one of the princedoms began terrorizing the privacies of our people, becoming the present-day terrorists of Reality. The alliance is now on the rocks, though tensions remain concealed.
Aphroditus: I see. However, you've found your Princess once more.
Frederick: Yes. And that's a joyous event to talk about tonight instead, my friend. And you're also invited to my official banquet coming up soon.
Aphroditus: Thanks a lot. And I can't wait to see how your Princess is like.
Frederick: (lolx) She more beautiful than you could ever imagine. Nothing can ever stop me from loving her now. No one dares defy my order to protect my Princess with all their bodies, strength and might.. and I am included.
Aphroditus: ..and what about the alliance? A part of them seem to be disagreeing with almost every move you are making.
Frederick: To death be their legacy and off-springs! They have become the rebels and shall join the Wildmen in their cesspit graveyards should they provoke the power of the North Siberian politics.
Aphroditus: My great Prince, your wisdom have made you well. And I shall see this empire grow to its mightiest of all Golden Ages. I have come also as an ambassador of the Western Frontier to bring thee good news. We will form an alliance and together we shall recapture and restore the South from those monsters.
Frederick: Splendid! My humble appreciation to your monarch.
Aphroditus: You're welcome, my Prince. Now, if you don't mind, let's have some private conversation together for now.
Frederick: Of course, anytime my friend.
The Prince and the diplomat left the throne hall for the sanctuary. The Prince is happy that his kingdom has been restored and his Princess found.
The tale of Siberia goes on... do stay tune.
