Post by Zera Matasuki on Oct 5, 2018 13:01:27 GMT -5
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He was raised in a household that believed in politeness and respecting one's elders. To that extent he often calls people sir or ma'am and will always say please or thank you. He is also very loyal to his family and friends.
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He was raised in a household that believed in politeness and respecting one's elders. To that extent he often calls people sir or ma'am and will always say please or thank you. He is also very loyal to his family and friends.
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Intelligent is one way to describe Vash. While not overly motivated to get things done he does appreciate the feeling of accomplishment he gets when finishing something. His knowledge expands more to pokemon and plants than to people making him awkward around others. He isn't a loner though and enjoys other peoples company and views. He enjoys hearing even 'uneducated' theories believing that another person's train of thought may just jog his own understanding.
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He was raised in a household that believed in politeness and respecting one's elders. To that extent he often calls people sir or ma'am and will always say please or thank you. He is also very loyal to his family and friends believing that without them he may find himself lacking any human touch at all.
[break][break]
He doesn't have strong religious beliefs opting more for just going with the flow. He is unapologetic towards those who he believes have done wrong though and has a belief that a death penalty should be enforced for the cruelest of people. Though he himself would never kill.
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Being rich has its benefits. Vash was born into a comfy life. His family had made their fortune as land and orchard owners for over three-hundred years. He was born towards the middle of his siblings. He has two older brothers and a younger sister. So he was never in line to inherit anything from the family.
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Because of this, he was left mainly to his own devices. He grew up somewhat spoiled since no one would pay attention to him on a daily basis they bought his love with toys. After a time though it wasn't enough he realized they were just doing it to keep him out of their hair. He grew a bit rebellious but was loyal to the family and would do nothing that could actually harm them.
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Instead, he stopped asking for things. Deciding if he couldn't get true love from his family then he would look elsewhere. That's when he turned to pokemon. Several pokemon worked at the orchard helping prep the trees and defend them from wild hungry pokemon looking for a snack. He worked the orchards with them as much as he could learning to understand their body language and even playing with the younger pokemon when they had nothing for him to do.
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Since he wasn't going to be playing a part in the family business except maybe as a worker he decided to try and find something that interested him. His sister was into fashion having been spoiled by his mother and his brothers each was going to split the business and the work. It left him feeling out since he had nothing to do that was his alone. It was the pokemon themselves that cheered him up helping him realize the one thing he did that no one else in the family really did was work exclusively with the pokemon.
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His family paid for several mentors that taught him Pokemon anatomy, psychology, and botany he spent six years of his life learning from them. Afterward, instead of following the books farther he decided he'd write his own through experience. Deciding he learned better through hands-on experience than by simply reading. Holding pokemon in high regard he decided to ask to join the Rangers both to expand his knowledge as well as protect what pokemon he comes across.
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Current Friends: @nyanja @alceides [break][break]
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Current Dislikes: @lori [break][break]
Intelligent is one way to describe Vash. While not overly motivated to get things done he does appreciate the feeling of accomplishment he gets when finishing something. His knowledge expands more to pokemon and plants than to people making him awkward around others. He isn't a loner though and enjoys other peoples company and views. He enjoys hearing even 'uneducated' theories believing that another person's train of thought may just jog his own understanding.
[break][break]
He was raised in a household that believed in politeness and respecting one's elders. To that extent he often calls people sir or ma'am and will always say please or thank you. He is also very loyal to his family and friends believing that without them he may find himself lacking any human touch at all.
[break][break]
He doesn't have strong religious beliefs opting more for just going with the flow. He is unapologetic towards those who he believes have done wrong though and has a belief that a death penalty should be enforced for the cruelest of people. Though he himself would never kill.
[break][break]
History
[break]Being rich has its benefits. Vash was born into a comfy life. His family had made their fortune as land and orchard owners for over three-hundred years. He was born towards the middle of his siblings. He has two older brothers and a younger sister. So he was never in line to inherit anything from the family.
[break][break]
Because of this, he was left mainly to his own devices. He grew up somewhat spoiled since no one would pay attention to him on a daily basis they bought his love with toys. After a time though it wasn't enough he realized they were just doing it to keep him out of their hair. He grew a bit rebellious but was loyal to the family and would do nothing that could actually harm them.
[break][break]
Instead, he stopped asking for things. Deciding if he couldn't get true love from his family then he would look elsewhere. That's when he turned to pokemon. Several pokemon worked at the orchard helping prep the trees and defend them from wild hungry pokemon looking for a snack. He worked the orchards with them as much as he could learning to understand their body language and even playing with the younger pokemon when they had nothing for him to do.
[break][break]
Since he wasn't going to be playing a part in the family business except maybe as a worker he decided to try and find something that interested him. His sister was into fashion having been spoiled by his mother and his brothers each was going to split the business and the work. It left him feeling out since he had nothing to do that was his alone. It was the pokemon themselves that cheered him up helping him realize the one thing he did that no one else in the family really did was work exclusively with the pokemon.
[break][break]
His family paid for several mentors that taught him Pokemon anatomy, psychology, and botany he spent six years of his life learning from them. Afterward, instead of following the books farther he decided he'd write his own through experience. Deciding he learned better through hands-on experience than by simply reading. Holding pokemon in high regard he decided to ask to join the Rangers both to expand his knowledge as well as protect what pokemon he comes across.
[break][break]
FRIENDS
He is very polite to his aquantences. Yet, if you hang round long enough you may become his friend. Becoming his friend provides several benefits. Most notibaly his polite demeanor drops to a more casual one. He loves simply hanging out; though his definition of hanging out usually means laying in the grass somewhere enjoying nature or taking hikes where he normally wanders off to grab herbs anyway. So if you want to be his friend be prepared for a lot of physical activity.[break][break]
Current Friends: @nyanja @alceides [break][break]
ENEMIES
Enemies mean nothing to Vash. You are free to call him one but he is more apt to avoid them. That being said he is a ranger and if someone does a truly criminal activity then you can expect a fight.[break][break]
Current Dislikes: @lori [break][break]
LOVERS
Despite himself, Vash does long for love. He simply doesn't know how to act past a certain point so he'll run from it. While not fearful of anything for some reason the idea of love is both desirable and heart-pounding frightening at the same time. It's not something he has ever experienced and so he acts both shy and defensive.[break][break]WANTED
Brothers and sister wanted.[break][break][attr="class","frbackinbot"]
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"LIFE IS LIKE A BUNCH OF BUTTERFLIES. BEAUTIFUL WHILE IT LASTS BUT SO SHORT-LIVED."
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Excentric is one way to describe Zatka. He loves dressing up both as a man and as a woman. He cares little about how people think of him so long as they agree he is awesome. He is self-centered but very friendly towards everyone. He also has a tendency to talk to himself but in his defense, he's normally around dead bodies.
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He is very generous despite his self-centeredness. He loves giving out money because it brings eyes to him and wins the hearts of those he gives to. People look at him as kind and generous when really he just wants their attention.
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He doesn't have strong religious beliefs opting more for just going with the flow. He isn't very strong in the moral department and honestly could care less about right and wrong. He just wants to live his life to its fullest.[break][break]
[break][break]Zatka was born to a coordinator family as Brian Locke. His early years were spent learning ballroom dancing and musically. His father and mother pushing him towards stardom from the moment he could walk. He was well loved and he loved the attention. He was given a baby brother when he was six. He wanted to be the best big brother ever.
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His life was a happy one with him always doing what his parents told him. Starring in movies and taking place in dance contests. However, he started to fall out of love with it all as he grew. It started when he was left in the care of an actor tutor to help his career progress. The man was stern, belligerent and would touch him in odd ways. Older people began to creep him out and eventually, he turned away from the spotlight altogether.
[break][break]
His parents were sorely disappointed as he decided to do something completely new. Something bizarre to say the least from the sixteen-year-old. He began taking courses in physiology and forensics. Deciding he'd much rather be in a dark hole in the ground than in the spotlight. Yet, the more time he spent down there the more he wanted the praise of others. The sudden change left him wanting the acknowledgment and praise of others. He wasn't used to being without it.
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Wanting the spotlight back on him but not wanting his parents to know he changed his name. They had abandoned him when he didn't do what they wanted. So, he would make them want him and tell them to do what he wanted. He took up pokemon coordination to put himself back on stage but not make himself too obvious. Between the competitions and his job as a mortician he knows he can live a comfortable and happy life.[break][break]
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Current Friends: @nyanja2 @roy @eric
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Acquaintance: @vivian [break][break]
Excentric is one way to describe Zatka. He loves dressing up both as a man and as a woman. He cares little about how people think of him so long as they agree he is awesome. He is self-centered but very friendly towards everyone. He also has a tendency to talk to himself but in his defense, he's normally around dead bodies.
[break][break]
He is very generous despite his self-centeredness. He loves giving out money because it brings eyes to him and wins the hearts of those he gives to. People look at him as kind and generous when really he just wants their attention.
[break][break]
He doesn't have strong religious beliefs opting more for just going with the flow. He isn't very strong in the moral department and honestly could care less about right and wrong. He just wants to live his life to its fullest.[break][break]
HISTORY
[break][break]Zatka was born to a coordinator family as Brian Locke. His early years were spent learning ballroom dancing and musically. His father and mother pushing him towards stardom from the moment he could walk. He was well loved and he loved the attention. He was given a baby brother when he was six. He wanted to be the best big brother ever.
[break][break]
His life was a happy one with him always doing what his parents told him. Starring in movies and taking place in dance contests. However, he started to fall out of love with it all as he grew. It started when he was left in the care of an actor tutor to help his career progress. The man was stern, belligerent and would touch him in odd ways. Older people began to creep him out and eventually, he turned away from the spotlight altogether.
[break][break]
His parents were sorely disappointed as he decided to do something completely new. Something bizarre to say the least from the sixteen-year-old. He began taking courses in physiology and forensics. Deciding he'd much rather be in a dark hole in the ground than in the spotlight. Yet, the more time he spent down there the more he wanted the praise of others. The sudden change left him wanting the acknowledgment and praise of others. He wasn't used to being without it.
[break][break]
Wanting the spotlight back on him but not wanting his parents to know he changed his name. They had abandoned him when he didn't do what they wanted. So, he would make them want him and tell them to do what he wanted. He took up pokemon coordination to put himself back on stage but not make himself too obvious. Between the competitions and his job as a mortician he knows he can live a comfortable and happy life.[break][break]
FRIENDS
[break][break]Friendship to him is a dime a dozen but the dozen makes him rich. So he tends to try and make as many friends as he can. Doesn't matter if they are good or bad. He just enjoys people who entertain him. That being said he does value what few friends he can rely on. He'd never harm those he grows close to.[break][break]
Current Friends: @nyanja2 @roy @eric
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Acquaintance: @vivian [break][break]
ENEMIES
[break][break]Make an enemy of him and you'll be sorry. He isn't afraid to go kong fu on your ass. He has a temper like that of a pyroar and he won't back off till he has won. That being said its hard to make him angry unless you are persistent at it.[break][break]LOVERS
[break][break]Love is something he actively seeks. He wants and loves the attention that comes with being in love. He isn't all about himself when he falls for someone though. He is a hopeless romantic complete with rose petals and scented baths. He doesn't just want cuddle time but dinners and going to events and spending every waking moment in the eyes of his lover. Male or female matters little to him.[break][break][attr="class","frbackinbot"]
Zatka[break]
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Zatka[break]
Matrick
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"Big things come in small packages. If you want my respect you gotta earn it."
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"Big things come in small packages. If you want my respect you gotta earn it."
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Zuri is very caring, enough so to have become a teacher. Don't let that fool you though as she is a pack of dynamite if you anger her. While her explosive reaction is a bit held back with her brother anyone else can expect low blows to the balls or breasts. She fights dirty because to her everything is fair in war.
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That being said she is also very smart. It comes from being able to see ghosts from a young age. They taught her a lot about the world; mainly what not to do. While her brother was off playing guard she was talking to walls. Needless to say, she never had many friends and it made her all the tougher for it. It also made her a bit of an introvert. While she interacts well with others she doesn't particularly care to go out of her way to do so.
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It's sometimes hard for her to separate the two worlds. Especially in a place with a lot of activity. So she goes out of her way to avoid such places when she isn't seeking them out. More often than not she'll ignore the real people thinking they are a ghost and talk to ghosts thinking their real. It's rather dangerous so she can't be alone in such places unless they steal her soul as well.
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She'll always have your back in return.[break][break]
Zuri is very caring, enough so to have become a teacher. Don't let that fool you though as she is a pack of dynamite if you anger her. While her explosive reaction is a bit held back with her brother anyone else can expect low blows to the balls or breasts. She fights dirty because to her everything is fair in war.
[break][break]
That being said she is also very smart. It comes from being able to see ghosts from a young age. They taught her a lot about the world; mainly what not to do. While her brother was off playing guard she was talking to walls. Needless to say, she never had many friends and it made her all the tougher for it. It also made her a bit of an introvert. While she interacts well with others she doesn't particularly care to go out of her way to do so.
[break][break]
It's sometimes hard for her to separate the two worlds. Especially in a place with a lot of activity. So she goes out of her way to avoid such places when she isn't seeking them out. More often than not she'll ignore the real people thinking they are a ghost and talk to ghosts thinking their real. It's rather dangerous so she can't be alone in such places unless they steal her soul as well.
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History
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WIP[break][break]
FRIENDS
Zuri can't say she has many friends but those she does have are like brothers and sisters to her. She puts great stock in the few good friends over the many crappy ones. That being said it isn't hard to be her friend just don't expect her to come to your house for a party until a year has passed or you proven yourself to be an upstanding person. There's a difference between someone you have things in common with and someone you can trust to always be a good friend.[break][break]
She'll always have your back in return.[break][break]
ENEMIES
From low blows to weapons you make her mad you'll be hurting. That being said she'd never kill anyone. She can see ghost she don't want your dumb ass haunting her. Rather her enemies just suffer if she runs into them. It takes a lot to become her enemy enough for her to attack on sight. One of those things is messing with family.[break][break]LOVERS
Love is a hard word for her to explain. She doesn't want to just settle for the first guy to come along. They have to build a strong bond with her for her to even start considering them as something more. That being said she also believes polyamorous is pretty normal as men were known to have many wives in the old days. So she may or may not be exclusive to one person if she forms a strong enough bond with another.[break][break][attr="class","frbackinbot"]
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Zuri[break]
Sanders
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"You never know what you're going to get."
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"You never know what you're going to get."
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Dorian was raised with a mask on his face. On the outside, he is loving and carefree but on the inside, he'd just much rather feel up your insides. However, at work he is known to be notoriously stone-faced and sharp. Mainly because its hard to hold in his delight at being able to cut people open for a living.
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On a side note, he crossdresses to find victims.
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✔ Likes [break]
✔ Ghosts - The idea of the dead still living thrills him. [break]
✔ Job - He enjoys being a doctor. [break]
✔ Collecting - Particularly skulls. [break]
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✘ Dislikes [break]
✘ Children - Nosy, noisy, and ill-tempered little rodents. [break]
✘ Smokers - One gags on just the smell alone. [break]
✘ Fairies - What is that ugly pink mass of flesh?[break]
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Dorian was born the twentieth of October in Anistar, Kalos. Being born so close to the festival of the dead must have been what made him the way he is. His mother was a convenience store worker and his father worked for the city doing odd jobs. His father was the one who pretty much raised him since his hours were the most flexible with whatever problems arose.
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Dorian was a quiet child who preferred playing in his room than to be outside playing with others. It was because of the way he was raised. He was never around other kids til school started. If he wasn't being watched by his father he was being watched by the neighbor. He never went to daycare or anything like that so one could say he never learned to make connections.
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So when he started school and didn't make any friends those first couple years his parents became worried. Talking it out they decided to get him a Pokemon. A sigilyph to be exact to be his companion. He was probably the happiest ten years old in the world that day. The psychic type taught him how to wear a mask of happiness. He taught him the power of the mind and how to use his own to hide what he truly thought. A weak mind equals destruction. So he acted the way others wanted him to act.
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He began making friends much the same way. Wearing his mask of happiness while inside he just wanted to go home. It wasn't because of anything they were doing or not doing but because he felt more comfortable in his room. He just had this distaste of being with people and trying to talk to them. He never knew if he would say something wrong.
[break][break]
One thing that stuck with him through the years was Crime TV. He enjoyed watching mysteries unravel and criminals be caught. He often wondered what was happening in their heads. The pictures of the bodies didn't bother him and neither did the crimes. Both his parents were normal people and yet even they acted normal til they were caught. Could anyone commit crimes of such magnitude and it truly not affect them? It isn't the same for all criminals though. He had to shake his head at the stupid ones.
[break][break]
His years passed by quietly, normally. He played soccer in school; his role that of defense. He dated a girl for a time but brushed her off after two dates. Already able to tell she would be clingy and always want presents. His grades were good and his teachers often asked where he planned to go to college.
[break][break]
Often asked what he planned to do after school was over Dorian began thinking. The only thing that really interested him was criminals. Maybe a psychologist or profiler. He didn't really see himself wanting to listen to other peoples complaints though. He still preferred being alone. So a type of work that was quiet and the only thing that came to mind was working with dead bodies. It didn't bother him really so he made that his goal.
[break][break]
He told his parents a type of doctor. Which it kind of was but he knew they would worry if he came right out and said, mortician. So his last year of high school he took up extra courses in biology to help give him a head start into college.
[break][break]
His college years were good ones. He had moved into the dorms so he didn't have treck back and forth and got a job at the school to help pay for necessities. He was asked out by a gay guy and the thought didn't disgust him. So he learned he was bi as well.
[break][break]
What he learned most about himself, however, was the fact he liked death. Dissecting bodies given to science he learned a lot and it also gave him this odd desire. He wanted to feel the insides while they were still warm. The thought mortified him at first but he slowly came to accept it. Perhaps he should go for a doctoral after all he thought and become a surgeon. It was washed away quicker than it came.
[break][break]
Late night studying was well and good until you get kicked from the library and have to walk dark streets. He kept his dissection tools with him at most times. As he read books with diagrams he often practiced the movements in the air with the correct tools. It was how he learned; through experience more than listening. He was glad to have his tools that night though he was sure his victim wasn't.
[break][break]
A man a good head taller than him tried to mug him. He beat him bruising his ribs. The only thing Dorian could think to do was fight back with the only weapon he had. A knife that sliced into the mans through as he bent over to take his prize. It was self-defense he told himself for several minutes before standing. His blood was warm Dorian thought and the desire to feel the insides of a warm body came again. He ran just as a yamask appeared. It's ghostly form following the first human it had seen.
[break][break]
He fled the scene only to be caught by another student seeing him fumble with the keys to his room. The yamask behind him and the blood on his shirt apparent. Needless to say, cops were called and the body found. The man had a prior record of abuse charges and he was charged with Justifiable Homicide and released. The process had been a long one since he had to provide proof he had tried to avoid the conflict. The only proof he really had was the bruises he had received in the beating. However, the lack of any wounds on his victim's body showed he did not fight back and thus his story was believed.
[break][break]
His feelings did not change with the ruling. Instead, he still felt the urge to feel warm insides. His thought went to the murderers he often watched on TV and he realized he could be like them. It both scared and excited him but he knew it would be impossible for him to get away with it, right now anyway. Instead, he focused on getting his Bachelors Degree and getting an internship with a possible job in the future.
[break][break]
His hometown was much too small for him to get any real work so he looked to someplace bigger. Someplace he could get away with giving in to his desires or would keep him too busy to fulfill them. He looked to another region for his answer.[break][break]
Dorian was raised with a mask on his face. On the outside, he is loving and carefree but on the inside, he'd just much rather feel up your insides. However, at work he is known to be notoriously stone-faced and sharp. Mainly because its hard to hold in his delight at being able to cut people open for a living.
[break][break]
On a side note, he crossdresses to find victims.
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✔ Likes [break]
✔ Ghosts - The idea of the dead still living thrills him. [break]
✔ Job - He enjoys being a doctor. [break]
✔ Collecting - Particularly skulls. [break]
[break][break]
✘ Dislikes [break]
✘ Children - Nosy, noisy, and ill-tempered little rodents. [break]
✘ Smokers - One gags on just the smell alone. [break]
✘ Fairies - What is that ugly pink mass of flesh?[break]
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History
[break][break]
Dorian was born the twentieth of October in Anistar, Kalos. Being born so close to the festival of the dead must have been what made him the way he is. His mother was a convenience store worker and his father worked for the city doing odd jobs. His father was the one who pretty much raised him since his hours were the most flexible with whatever problems arose.
[break][break]
Dorian was a quiet child who preferred playing in his room than to be outside playing with others. It was because of the way he was raised. He was never around other kids til school started. If he wasn't being watched by his father he was being watched by the neighbor. He never went to daycare or anything like that so one could say he never learned to make connections.
[break][break]
So when he started school and didn't make any friends those first couple years his parents became worried. Talking it out they decided to get him a Pokemon. A sigilyph to be exact to be his companion. He was probably the happiest ten years old in the world that day. The psychic type taught him how to wear a mask of happiness. He taught him the power of the mind and how to use his own to hide what he truly thought. A weak mind equals destruction. So he acted the way others wanted him to act.
[break][break]
He began making friends much the same way. Wearing his mask of happiness while inside he just wanted to go home. It wasn't because of anything they were doing or not doing but because he felt more comfortable in his room. He just had this distaste of being with people and trying to talk to them. He never knew if he would say something wrong.
[break][break]
One thing that stuck with him through the years was Crime TV. He enjoyed watching mysteries unravel and criminals be caught. He often wondered what was happening in their heads. The pictures of the bodies didn't bother him and neither did the crimes. Both his parents were normal people and yet even they acted normal til they were caught. Could anyone commit crimes of such magnitude and it truly not affect them? It isn't the same for all criminals though. He had to shake his head at the stupid ones.
[break][break]
His years passed by quietly, normally. He played soccer in school; his role that of defense. He dated a girl for a time but brushed her off after two dates. Already able to tell she would be clingy and always want presents. His grades were good and his teachers often asked where he planned to go to college.
[break][break]
Often asked what he planned to do after school was over Dorian began thinking. The only thing that really interested him was criminals. Maybe a psychologist or profiler. He didn't really see himself wanting to listen to other peoples complaints though. He still preferred being alone. So a type of work that was quiet and the only thing that came to mind was working with dead bodies. It didn't bother him really so he made that his goal.
[break][break]
He told his parents a type of doctor. Which it kind of was but he knew they would worry if he came right out and said, mortician. So his last year of high school he took up extra courses in biology to help give him a head start into college.
[break][break]
His college years were good ones. He had moved into the dorms so he didn't have treck back and forth and got a job at the school to help pay for necessities. He was asked out by a gay guy and the thought didn't disgust him. So he learned he was bi as well.
[break][break]
What he learned most about himself, however, was the fact he liked death. Dissecting bodies given to science he learned a lot and it also gave him this odd desire. He wanted to feel the insides while they were still warm. The thought mortified him at first but he slowly came to accept it. Perhaps he should go for a doctoral after all he thought and become a surgeon. It was washed away quicker than it came.
[break][break]
Late night studying was well and good until you get kicked from the library and have to walk dark streets. He kept his dissection tools with him at most times. As he read books with diagrams he often practiced the movements in the air with the correct tools. It was how he learned; through experience more than listening. He was glad to have his tools that night though he was sure his victim wasn't.
[break][break]
A man a good head taller than him tried to mug him. He beat him bruising his ribs. The only thing Dorian could think to do was fight back with the only weapon he had. A knife that sliced into the mans through as he bent over to take his prize. It was self-defense he told himself for several minutes before standing. His blood was warm Dorian thought and the desire to feel the insides of a warm body came again. He ran just as a yamask appeared. It's ghostly form following the first human it had seen.
[break][break]
He fled the scene only to be caught by another student seeing him fumble with the keys to his room. The yamask behind him and the blood on his shirt apparent. Needless to say, cops were called and the body found. The man had a prior record of abuse charges and he was charged with Justifiable Homicide and released. The process had been a long one since he had to provide proof he had tried to avoid the conflict. The only proof he really had was the bruises he had received in the beating. However, the lack of any wounds on his victim's body showed he did not fight back and thus his story was believed.
[break][break]
His feelings did not change with the ruling. Instead, he still felt the urge to feel warm insides. His thought went to the murderers he often watched on TV and he realized he could be like them. It both scared and excited him but he knew it would be impossible for him to get away with it, right now anyway. Instead, he focused on getting his Bachelors Degree and getting an internship with a possible job in the future.
[break][break]
His hometown was much too small for him to get any real work so he looked to someplace bigger. Someplace he could get away with giving in to his desires or would keep him too busy to fulfill them. He looked to another region for his answer.[break][break]
FRIENDS
Friends are a liability to Dorian. He finds no need for friends though others are free to call him one. One benefit of doing so is he won't kill you. Too close to home and would have cops knocking on his door.[break][break]ENEMIES
Enemies equal death period. You'll make a nice addition to his collection of skulls.[break][break]LOVERS
Love, he hates the idea of it. Mainly because he's in love with warm bloody insides and can't get enough. That being said he isn't completely heartless. He'd enjoy finding love but who would love a monster? A murderer who kills for pleasure and crossdresses just to get victims.[break][break][attr="class","frbackinbot"]
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Vincent is a very playful and outgoing person. He loves the spotlight and everything that comes with it. From the adoring fans to the luxury meals and even the nightclubs. He has a bit of a brother complex though. Since his brother Brian went missing when he was twelve he's been obsessed with finding him again.
[break][break]
They were inseparable when they were younger and he'd just up and left him. Vincent now has a hole in his heart where love should be. He loves his family but a part of him is afraid of being abandoned entirely by them. It makes him very clingy to those he cares about annoyingly so some might say.
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Vincent Locke second son to his coordinator parents. He was raised to be a star. Something he took to wholeheartedly and loved it. He had an overactive imagination as a child. Only fueled by his big brother who was all the time encouraging and playing with him. It's what made him so good at acting even from just a toddler.
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His brother was his teacher for the longest time. Always passing on his wisdom from what he learned with his tutor. Though he would refuse to let Vincent take on the same tutor. He remembers a big blow out about it ending with him getting a different one. Vincent never understood why but he trusted his big brother.
[break][break]
At the age of eight, he had his first blockbuster hit. Nominated and winning best child actor much to the delight of his family. It was something his brother had never managed to do so he felt bad about it. Part of him wishing he'd never won at all even if it meant more lessons.
[break][break]
It wasn't long after that he noticed his brother fighting more with their parents. He became more despondent to all of them and often locking himself away in his room. Vincent truly thought it was his fault. He'd become better than his brother and thus his parents were being harder on him. Even with his brother's reassurances, he felt that way. So when he left at the age of eighteen and disappeared entirely his heart shattered.
[break][break]
Vincent still loved acting though. He continued it because it was the one thing he knew how to do. He hoped one day his brother would be watching one of his dramadies and be touched by the story enough to try and call him. He wanted to know he was alright. He needs to hear it isn't because of him.[break][break]
Vincent is a very playful and outgoing person. He loves the spotlight and everything that comes with it. From the adoring fans to the luxury meals and even the nightclubs. He has a bit of a brother complex though. Since his brother Brian went missing when he was twelve he's been obsessed with finding him again.
[break][break]
They were inseparable when they were younger and he'd just up and left him. Vincent now has a hole in his heart where love should be. He loves his family but a part of him is afraid of being abandoned entirely by them. It makes him very clingy to those he cares about annoyingly so some might say.
[break][break]
History
[break][break]
Vincent Locke second son to his coordinator parents. He was raised to be a star. Something he took to wholeheartedly and loved it. He had an overactive imagination as a child. Only fueled by his big brother who was all the time encouraging and playing with him. It's what made him so good at acting even from just a toddler.
[break][break]
His brother was his teacher for the longest time. Always passing on his wisdom from what he learned with his tutor. Though he would refuse to let Vincent take on the same tutor. He remembers a big blow out about it ending with him getting a different one. Vincent never understood why but he trusted his big brother.
[break][break]
At the age of eight, he had his first blockbuster hit. Nominated and winning best child actor much to the delight of his family. It was something his brother had never managed to do so he felt bad about it. Part of him wishing he'd never won at all even if it meant more lessons.
[break][break]
It wasn't long after that he noticed his brother fighting more with their parents. He became more despondent to all of them and often locking himself away in his room. Vincent truly thought it was his fault. He'd become better than his brother and thus his parents were being harder on him. Even with his brother's reassurances, he felt that way. So when he left at the age of eighteen and disappeared entirely his heart shattered.
[break][break]
Vincent still loved acting though. He continued it because it was the one thing he knew how to do. He hoped one day his brother would be watching one of his dramadies and be touched by the story enough to try and call him. He wanted to know he was alright. He needs to hear it isn't because of him.[break][break]
FRIENDS
Vincent loves all his friends. They all have special places in his heart and he never says no to a good slumber party. [break][break]ENEMIES
Are you a jerk? Are you the sort of person who kicks a person down for fun? Well look no farther to get your balls kicked![break][break]LOVERS
Vincent knows love like the back of his hand. He's played in so many dramadies he can play both women and men like fiddles. He is super clingy too so expect flowers at your house, workplace and everywhere else really to signify you're his.[break][break][attr="class","frbackinbot"]
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Makimi is a golden girl. She is friendly polite and passionate she gives everything one-hundred percent. She's very quiet and can only speak through writing things or sign language so she is always seen with a notebook. She plays the hang for people on the streets to earn her living.[break][break]
She's a girl who's mother is a prostitute and hates her because she wracked up high medical bills as a child. Because she had a hereditary disease where she was born with her amygdala unable to produce the hormones needed for fear. Since it is a mutation though she was also born without a voice box so her mother never heard her when she cried as a baby. So she was constantly malnutritioned and forgotten.
[break][break]
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Makimi is a golden girl. She is friendly polite and passionate she gives everything one-hundred percent. She's very quiet and can only speak through writing things or sign language so she is always seen with a notebook. She plays the hang for people on the streets to earn her living.[break][break]
HISTORY
She's a girl who's mother is a prostitute and hates her because she wracked up high medical bills as a child. Because she had a hereditary disease where she was born with her amygdala unable to produce the hormones needed for fear. Since it is a mutation though she was also born without a voice box so her mother never heard her when she cried as a baby. So she was constantly malnutritioned and forgotten.
[break][break]
Skip ahead like 18 years. She leaves the house because she doesn't want to cause her mother more trouble. She becomes a traveling musician who visits her mother regularly but she never opens the door so she slides money she makes under the door to help pay off the debt collectors that are still hounding her mother.[break][break]
FRIENDS
[break][break]Friendship to is a great thing to her. She loves having many friends and enjoys just hanging with them.[break][break]
Current Friends:
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Acquaintance: [break][break]
ENEMIES
[break][break]An enemy? She has no idea what to do with those.[break][break]LOVERS
[break][break]Love, mmm okay she wouldn't it for sure.[break][break][attr="class","frbackinbot"]
Makimi[break]
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