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I Am The 》Bully
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Full Name;Remus 'Remy' Vincent
Age; Twenty Seven
Origin; Los Angeles, California
Height; 5'11
Weight: 160lbs
Sexuality; Bisexual
Hair Color; Red/Brown
Eye Color; Green


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My Life; Remus grew up moving around for the first stages of his life. His father was a high profile crime scene investigator and his mother had a knack for novels. Remy had only two siblings, both older than him but both different sexes. He was the youngest and while his oldest brother thought that to be a cruel thing, his parents always tried their best to treat each child the same. Remus' brother went on to play sport, he was great and even went on to be accepted into a high profile college while his second oldest sister was artist. She could pretty much draw anything and everything that she put her mind too, not only that but she was also a dancer. Remy learned quick that sports weren't for him, nor art and never mind dance. Remy was stuck not knowing his place and it started in middle school when instead of accepting the harsh truth, instead Remus went on to become as one would label a 'bully'. It started with the easy targets, one being that of a pink headed male known as Jasmine. It would have been a lie for Remy to say he hated the male, oh far from that but when you're young and confused you only do what is socially acceptable. Remus became better with his word play, never losing a single battle when it came down to it. Still, the state changing made it hard for him to ever try to make friends. Always being labeled the new kid in a new area was the worst, but not if you could rip someone a new one with just a couple words and a fake show of confidence. High school was a complete 180 that even Remus couldn't prepare himself for, his father tired of moving around decided to retire to a desk job. Of course as luck would have it, Remus father ended up right back in the city when he first started his endless hatred against everyone. It was an easy four years, at least his reputation had long lived him and made it easy to slip back into his social role that was easier to keep up with people he'd had history with. The pink headed male, Jasmine was the force that kept him pushing against trying to even understand his conflicting emotions much less the raging body of a teenager that didn't understand his own body. Graduation didn't come quick enough as a drunken night out turned into the final force of acceptance. It had been a mistake but even his mother wouldn't talk to him, Remus had woken up next to a male even if it wasn't the male he wanted it was still wrong. Everything he had been told went against this, his mother gave him enough to find his own place and with his own savings from his high school job Remus was able to get the next greyhound out. Chicago was his destination and since then he's been working his way to the top as slowly as it's taking who's to complain when he's at least free to do as he wishes.
Personality;
Independent// Remus has been looking out for himself since middle school, always checking to make sure he's never setting himself up for a jab at his ego. He has been forced to only care about his own needs and his failed romances can be explained by his reluctance to really let someone in. He will not allow himself to depend on anyone for anything, he finds it embarrassing.
Observant// Remus is easy to talk to and he pays attention to what others say. He is able to easily get to know other people and notices when things are abnormal. Most of the time he keeps his thoughts to himself, unless he feels someone might be endangering their lives. Still, if you don't want him to have ammo to use against you with word play then it's best not to speak about what troubles you the most.
Loyal// Though people who are around him may not know it, he is extremely loyal; most of the time to the single pet he's kept and to his bar friends. He hasn't found where he fits in just yet, not really interested in finding himself nor finding a partner since he has the timer to do all the work for him.
Self Conscious// Remus is obsessed with what other people think about him. Even in high school he had to be the first to pick on others before his flaws could be pointed out, always keeping himself a step above those that could harm him. He also refuses to let on to his true sexuality because he fears being rejected by others, like his parents rejected him right after his graduation.
Playful// Remus, when in the proper mood, is quite playful. He finds playing with animals to be the most fulfilling when he's having a fit, unsure of how he's be able to keep his one ferret alive since his graduation. However, while he might get a bit defensive if someone tries to insult him first, he knows that keep his words filtered is how he stays out of trouble and out of fights.
Love Hungry// Remus wants nothing more than to be truly loved and accepted for once. This desire has led him down the road of many ill-advised relationships, one of which was the reason he got into a bit of some trouble a while back. This desire has also led him to being rejected, so much that he's almost given up hope of ever finding "the one." Since he moved and switched jobs, he has become more closed off toward the men he finds attractive and has chosen to keep his sexuality a secret. Too afraid of being made a fool of once again, it was his 'wing man' that talked him into a timer.
Socially Challenged// Though other people tend to find it easy to talk to him when he's in the right mood, Remus has a lot of trouble expressing himself mostly all through out high school. He isn't good at making friends outside of his work and tends to be extremely stressed when trying to make friends. His mouth gets him in trouble more times than not, always being the life of the party while he can. Single service friends are mostly all he keeps besides the few close that stick around. Still, he doesn't let anyone get too close and often thinks anyone that shows interest in him has an ulterior motive.
Likes;
Late Nights
His Job
Hard Liquor
Coffee / Caffeine
Mystery Novels
RPGs / Video Games
Photography
Dislikes:
Early Mornings
Sweets
Spicy Food
Losing a Game
Harm Coming to his Ferret
Fears;
His Timer Getting his 'Soul-Mate' Wrong
Being Unaccepted / Rejected
Anything else?; ZomBoy - Don't Let Me Down

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I Am The 》THE BULLIED
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Full Name; Jasmine Grimmwall
Age; 25
Origin; Salem, Massachusetts
Height; 6'0
Weight: 210
Sexuality; Questionable
Hair Color; Feather Pink
Eye Color; Hot Pink


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My Life; It seems that when god was handing out lives and appearance he kinda dropped the ball on this one. Jasmine was born healthy with abnormally natural bright pink hair; trust me the carpets match the drapes. His father had died during battle so, his mother was forced to raise him alone. Strike number one, his mother was a kinda woman and she raised he son to be just as kind. Instead of playing sports he spent most of his time inside helping his mother or playing games. Strike number two, when he did finally start school it was hard not to notice the boy with pink hair. The girls giggled and the boys teased, it was a horrible way to start the next thirteen years of education. Strike number three, with all the unfortunate blessing given to him in life he had also served to supply a few of his own; he couldn't play sports but, video games were a different story. He could fight but, he could cook better then most. So, finally in middle school it seemed the flood gates of bad luck finally tore threw and Jasmine got his very own hell in a hand basket by the name of Destrey. Two years he was forced fed his heartless pranks and even harsher words. He couldn't pray for him to be shipped of quick enough. After he was gone, Jasmine finally managed to get some normality in his life. The jokes were mild at best and he had a few friends but, nothing good ever last for the boy born with shitty luck.

Finally, High School came rolling around and guess who came waltzing into the classroom. It seemed his family had finally settled down and his heart sunk. He couldn't forget his face or the hell he had put him threw but, it neither had Des as Jasmine called him unconsciously. Four Years, he had to put with it. His friends distanced out of fear of having the bully terrorize them so, Jasmine started hiding himself in the library reading books or sneaking a few games in. This was the only place besides his home he felt safe and it was probably then that Jasmine found his love for books. He could read for hours without even checking the time. He survived threw high school and Des by losing himself in the fantasy and sci-fi adventures of the books that touched his hands. Once, high school was over he spared on last glance at him at graduation and never looked back.

College was normal; he was got a degree in literature and creative writing before opening his own bookstore. The shop known as 'Once Upon a Book' is actually quite popular in the area especially with the Creative Writing Class for Adults and Teens and story time for the children. With all the popularity Jasmine had found himself overwhelmed and looking for a few hands in the shop.
Personality; During High School, Jasmine was the quiet type of guy who was only noticed if someone was looking for him. He never looked anyone in the eyes and usually avoided conversations after losing most of his friend. Though, he only wears reading glasses he found himself always wearing them and sweaters because, of how self-conscious he had become. He often stuttered or tripped over his words when cornered by his arch-enemy Des. Despite, his crumbling state of self-confidence he was very bright. He usually set in the top three of class and very verbal in class when asked questions or to come to the board. You could say at that point in time the only confidence he had in himself was his ability to solve a problem or read out loud.

Post High School; He's become more out-going to others around him. His shop being quite the popular place it is he is always speaking with customers. He loves children and during story time will often dress up to see their happy faces as he tells them of princes and princesses locked away. His easy-going nature is second to his elegance when it comes to writing. His takes his Creative Writing classes serious offering great points on how to bring out ones own writing style and potential. He doesn't really have a stuttering problem anymore but, he could never really say that he ever had once except with Des. Though, he doesn't have much of a personal life, he's surrounded by friends. Mostly his employees that are quite the bunch but, when it comes to getting the physical work done their kind of useless.

Deep down he still wishes for someone to love but, for now he has his zoo waiting for him at home which is actually above the bookstore.
Likes;
☆ Books
☆ His Pets
☆ Strawberry; Cheesecake, Shortcake, and Tarts.
☆ Smoking
☆ Candy
Dislikes:
☆ Less then eight hours of sleep.
☆ Ripped books/ Water Damaged Books/ Burning Books
☆ Bullies/Gangsters
☆ Violence
☆ Bitter Foods
Fears;
☆ Harm coming to his pets.
☆ Running into his childhood bully.
Anything else?;
La La La

☆ Has a large Boidae snake names David, Two Caucasian Oucharka named Dj and Metal, and Two guinea pigs names Pinky and Brain.

☆ Due tot he lack of much of a stable life; Jasmine is still a Virgin.


▆▆▆ ▆▆ ▆ ↺ Dr. Watari

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I Am The 》PROTECTOR
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Full Name; Kazuyoshi Hartmann
Age; 29
Origin; Köln, Germany
Height; 6'5" but he slouches so he appears 6'3"
Weight: 245lbs
Sexuality; Bisexual
Hair Color;Red
Eye Color; Auburn brown/red


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My Life;
tab Kazuyoshi grew up as the son of a blacksmith and was an only child. His father trained him to be an apprentice blacksmith at a young age as well as taught him the art of swordplay. While being a blacksmith was a reliable source of income, Kazu's family was still very poor. His mother tended to the farm that Kazu helped them start so they could earn extra money. He grew up in a mixed household from his parents having different heritages, but it was a loving and fun environment. Kazuyoshi learned how to value other people's strength and weaknesses as well as how to help out others that needed it more than you.

tab At the age of sixteen, Kazuyoshi set out from home to find his own way in the world. After saving a little girl from being attacked he was taken in by a mercenary clan and his whole world changed. As a mercenary he was given targets to kill and he was never told why they were to be executed. Kazu believed that these people he targeted were bad and should have been disposed of like the trash they were. At the time, there was another young mercenary that Kazu grew to care for deeply. They never had a relationship past physical relations, but he still would have died for him. Kazuyoshi's life as a mercenary ended, at the age of eighteen, when he found out his last target was a pregnant woman. She had been involved in a drug trafficking gang years prior but got clean, found love, and eventually became pregnant. Kazuyoshi couldn't kill her. He knew she was trying to better herself and commended her for it. However, Kazu's superior didn't care and killed her before him. Kazu snapped and attacked his superior, which ended up in a very bloody fight.

tab After the fight with his superior, Kazu wandered around in shock while still covered in blood until he found his way to the docks after getting his paperwork. He found his way onto a trade ship and cleaned himself of the blood. Anytime that anyone tried to talk to him, Kazu would remain silent. He didn't want to think about why he was covered in blood, or where he came from. He wanted to forget. The ex-mercenary reached the shores of the United States and he applied for citizenship and was granted due to having a surprisingly clean record.

tab Over the years, Kazuyoshi has battled his PTSD from incident with his superior but Daniel has been the one to help him the most. He still prefers to not talk about those two bloody years and will often change the subject if it's brought up. To this day, Kazu enjoys the company of his charge, Daniel, even though he won't openly admit it. While they have only been apart of each other's lives for ten months, Kazu has grown rather fond of the adorable mute boy. When he found out that Daniel was scared of guns, it made it easier for Kazu who preferred swords and knives. He always carries a concealed serrated blade in his pocket just in case. Thankfully he hasn't had to use it.

Personality;
▶ Understanding: Due to Kazuyoshi's previous employment is knows that most people have a past full of secrets. People have done things they are not proud of, but what matters to Kazu is not where the person came from. All Kazu cares about is what kind of person they want to be and he will do his best to help them accomplish that if given the chance. "Everyone deserves a second chance."

▶ Gentle: If you can stand Kazuyoshi long enough to peel back the layers of aggression and fears then you can find that he is a giant teddy bear. Kazu has a big heart and eventually wants to give it to someone. However, he'll totally deny being the lovey-dovey type. If you can get him to show that side then you deserve an award.

▶ Aggressive: By nature and learned behavior, Kazuyoshi is very aggressive; if you didn't take action then you could be dead. This aggression he has often works as a very sensitive switch. If he perceives that you're trying to pick a fight with him then you better watch out. Alcohol also makes him more aggressive towards the bedroom; if he's drunk, he'd much rather take you to bed then to beat you up.

▶ Reserved: His regrets about his mercenary life make him very secretive about the topic. He would much rather change the subject then go into it. When he first was hired by Daniel's family, they did not ask for his background and Kazu did not give it.

▶ Fearful: His last mercenary target left a rather deep wound that Kazuyoshi has yet to close. The event left him with post traumatic stress disorder that would cause him to wake up from nightmares, and he became very nervous in wide open spaces. He is constantly looking for the exits and who he has to take down in order to get to them. Being around Daniel has helped him battle his PTSD. He is not completely cured, but at least he'll take his time to find the exits rather than it being the first thing on his mind.

Likes;
▶ Blacksmithing: Kazu still enjoys blacksmithing in the rare opportunities he gets to do it. He still crafts his own swords.
▶ Candle making: It was a little hobby he picked up while living on the farm when they had no electricity. He enjoys making them and often uses them to give him a light in the darkness when his nightmares are really bad.
▶ Rain: Kazu finds comfort in the rain as if it could wash away some of his sins.
Dislikes:
▶ Threats: Kazu doesn't take kindly to threats and will be the first to knock your a** to the ground if you dare give him or his charge a threat.
▶ Summer: He absolutely hates the heat.
▶ Waiting: If there's one thing that gets under his skin, it's waiting. He hates waiting.
Fears;
▶ Old employers: Kazu always is looking his shoulder at night, worried that he'll be found by his old superior or even the men he used to work with as their next target.
▶ His nightmares: His dreams are all very vivid and very bloody. If he's not reliving his superior killing the pregnant woman then his dreams are twisting into the blood on his hands belonging to his current charge. The only thing that helps with his nightmares is to share a bed with someone but he never lets his lays stay the night.

Anything else?;
Sentry the Defiant

▆▆▆ ▆▆ ▆ ↺ Ryuna Bloodmire ┊


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I Am The 》Mute
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Full Name; Daniel Wade Everett
Age; Twenty-one
Origin; North Carolina
Height; 5’8”
Weight: 168lbs
Sexuality; Pansexual
Hair Color; Chocolate Brown
Eye Color; Dark Blue


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My Life; His name is Ceci- oh wait no, sorry. His name now is Daniel Wade Everett. He grew up in a humble little town in North Carolina, with an older brother named Maxwell. His parents really didn't seem to understand how old Cecil and Maxwell sounded in this age but it wasn't like he had to worry about that anymore, right? Daniel dated a few people early on, but nothing really clicked for him the way that he had hoped. Not that it would have mattered anyway, considering the purple trimmed timer in his wrist said it would be years before he'd get to meet his partner.

James Hawthorne had gotten himself into a little bit of a mess, hell who was he kidding, it was a huge mess that ruined everything. Daniel partially blamed himself for it though, when he thought about it. When he was about fifteen they discovered he had cancer forming in his vocal cords during a doctor visit over some particularly painful coughs and wheezing. They thought it was just some kind of respiratory infection when they had gone, that he would just get a prescription and be sent back home. The year long battle started after the results came in. When treatment seemed to be ineffective he had a choice between the cancer spreading further, or becoming mute due to how much tissue would have to be removed during surgery. Needless to say, he has been mute and cancer free for almost four years now, give or take a few months.

Now, you might be asking why this has any connection to his new life, name, home... New everything. That part is simple. To make ends meet for the family, James Hawthorne picked up a little gambling (cards mostly). The man was damn good at it too, clearly too good. By the time Clarissa Hawthorne managed to get her husband to put the cards away for good, he had racked up enough money to pay for Maxwell and Cecil's college tuition, to pay the hospital bills, and still yet, retire comfortably after everything was said and done. Unfortunately this didn't stop the ball from rolling unwittingly into the lap of a very powerful man.

You can guess what happened from there, right? Daniel still gets squeamish around the idea of that night and the weeks that came afterwards. For the sake of their safety the brothers went separate ways, and that was how Daniel ended up in Chicago, and 'Alex' ended up in New York. Since then he's been living in a comfortable apartment with nice quiet neighbors for the last ten months, holding a safe position as a dry-cleaner at some local mom and pop business. Daniel adopted a collective of cats (an orange tabby, a black short hair, and a grey and black striped long hair) a few months into living in Chicago to make his apartment seem a little more homely, and well, that is where he is now.

Personality; Reserved but friendly, Daniel makes it a point to socialize with people he sees daily, and often helps the old lady a floor above him carry in her groceries every week. He can't say he's made many friends since moving there, just the one co-worker who doesn't think his inability to speak makes things uncomfortable. This being said, he doesn't really go out with his co-workers to the bar, he's much more interested in more quite areas where he isn't expected to try and talk.

Likes; Daniel really likes a nice hot coffee, and various flavors to go in it. He also appreciates audio books and fantasy movies. Despite his sometimes frustrating relationship with Margo, Jacob, and Clary, his cats, he enjoys the company and entertainment that they can provide. This also means that he likes to spoil the cats from time to time with toys and scratching posts that they pretty much refuse to play with longer than a week at a time. Hot showers make his days start off with an extra kick, and of course he can lip sync as loud as he wants without his neighbors getting fussy. He used to play in band when he was still in public school, and from time to time picks up the clarinet he's had since then, even if his breathing control isn't quite as on par as it had been.

Dislikes: He truly dislikes guns to say the least. The few times he had gone into a shop to sign up for classes and get something to protect himself, had all ended in a faint feeling and a terrible taste in the back of his throat. The same can be said for various tv shows that show off torture scenes or more modern, gory imagery. Dark and depressing things aside, he especially hates wet socks, or even just wet clothes in general. Having to buy replacement reeds when Margo or Jacob decide to knock his into the deep void of nothingness under the couch. He has yet to find a single reed burglarized by his cats since then.

Fears; Fire arms, though that seems pretty obvious as it is. Daniel also has a small case of claustrophobia, so the more wide open of an area the better. We won't bring up the two locks on his apartment door or his constant checking to ensure all windows are locked before he leaves, or goes to bed.

Anything else?; Due to the blindingly obvious fact that not everyone in the world knows American sign language, Daniel carries around a small white board and various markers so he has some form of communicating with other people. He's noticed that it was a lot more efficient than carrying a notebook, though to be honest, it does get a little hectic trying to maneuver it out of his bag when someone tries to engage him in too fast pace of a conversation. He found that the board doesn't necessarily help with language barriers outside of English, but it does make it easier to tell other working class citizens what he needs when he goes into a deli, or the convenience stores nearby. A cellphone would work but he's still living off of the one that was given to him by Witness Protection Services, so texting takes a much longer time compared to writing.

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I Am The 》Trap
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Full Name; Scarlet Rose Fitzroy
Age; Twenty - Three
Origin; Frances
Height; 5'9"
Weight: Not Telling
Sexuality; Homosexual
Hair Color;Dark Red
Eye Color; Golden


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My Life; Ferdinand Raphael Fitzroy was born to a woman who didn't really know how to be a mother. His so-called mother was a well-known model in Frances, who offend missed around with good-looking men. When she became pregnant with him, she was over joy and wished for a girl who could follow in her famous foot steps. When Ferdinand was born his mother was highly disappointed to find out that her child was male. To make matters worst compilations during delivery left his mother not being able to have any more children. His mother was so upset that she sent her son to live with his grandparents. It wasn't until his second birthday party that his mother would show up because of his begging along with his grandmothers. Once she laid eyes on her son, she realized that Ferdinand had creamy porcelain skin and deep red hair off set by alluring golden eyes. She didn't see her little boy any more but a beautiful little girl.

A week after Ferdinand's birthday party his mother came to get him with many concerns from his grandparents. However, she told her parents that she had seen the error of her ways and wanted to do right by her son. Ferdinand was over joyed that he would get to be living with his mother.Once they got home Ferdinand was pretty much tossed into the life of a girl. At first, he didn't like it but came around to the pretty frilled dressed and toy's his mother would buy him. His mother also got him modeling jobs wearing the latest girl's fashions which he highly enjoyed. So as he grew up, he thought he was a girl having no one question his gender until his late teen years because he was home schooled. His first crush was a tall dark handsome tutor who thinking Ferdinand was a girl liked him back. However, when things got hot and heavy between the two, the tutor quickly found out that Ferdinand was male not female. The tutor flipped out leaving Ferdinand heart broken and confused gender wise.

For a few years, Ferdinand found himself in a dark place but with help, he could find himself again. He loved living his life as a woman so wasn't going to give it up, even if he found out he was a male and not female. He still models now and again but finds he loves designing the latest fashions trends for women more. Even so, something was stilling missing from his life. He wanted someone to share it with yet he was still a little scared that who ever he fell in love with would treat him like the tutor had. So Ferdinand was over joyed when he learned about the device to find ones soul mate. Having been heart broken by his first love, he was a little scared of putting himself back out there. However, with this device, he believed that his soul mate will accept him for who he is, and he is looking forward to that.

Personality; Being French, Ferdinand enjoys the finer things in life like wine and pastries. He enjoys parties and throwing party's where everyone wears their best formal wear. Ferdinand is very kind, but stern when the situation calls for it. He is a very hard working man and loves his job as a model / fashion designer. Ferdinand when faced with a really cute male can become a little flirty. He is gentle,kind, and serious when he has to be.
Likes;
Gardening // Roses
Romantic Men
Exotic animals
Drinking Tea / Wine
Frilly Females Clothing
Sweets
Star gazing

Dislikes:
Mean people
Blood {passes out when he sees it.}
Spicy foods
Sports
Boredom
Rap Music
The smell from Cigarettes

Fears;
☠ Dieing without finding love.
Anything else?;
❁ Because of his fear of being rejected Ferdinand is still a Virgin.
❁ He has a touch and go relationship with his mother.

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I Am The 》Country Boy
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Full Name; Gage Marlowe Bennet
Age; Twenty Six
Origin; Texas, USA
Height; 6' 3"
Weight: 186 lbs
Sexuality; Straight
Hair Color; Brown
Eye Color; Hazel


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My Life; For the first 8 years of his life, Gage was raised to be the heir of his fathers 'empire'. He comes from ooold money, a blue blood basically, on both sides of his family. His father is more distantly french related, a few generations american. While his mother on the other hand is full blooded french. At first, he was all hot on being a rich sonuvabitch, abusing his power with the best of them. But a few instances with less well off people made him realize that it just wa'n't right. At first it didn't really bother him that much, yet after a while that sort of lifestyle just di'n't sit right with him. Fancy clothes and all the material things he could ever want but then again never havin' what he really wanted. Life was just too easy. Damn boring actually. Seemed like he had no choice in his future, what he wanted to do, who he wanted to marry, etc. Those sort of things didn't really mean much until his dear sweet mama was deported back to France. Why she had to go, he never really knew but he suspected it had something to do with that sonuvabitch he called a father. The old man probably did it so he could sleep with some two faced whore. That and finding out the woman he was supposed to marry was so plain he'd forget about her while looking at her was kind of a breaking point.So he ran away to the only good folks he knew at the time his auntie Daisy and uncle Roon.

The two owned a mighty fine ranch further out west, breeding horses and farming cattle, living the country life. It was the sort of living Gage had deep down been looking. He worked hard to earn his keep helping with the farming, laundry, horses and other animals, pretty much anything they could think of for him he did it. In exchange his auntie and uncle kept him, loved the boy as their own and hid him from his father whenever he came around askin bout him (course they didn't have to worry bout that long). Compared to the life he had before, it felt so much more like living, that the harder things got, the happier he was. They certainly had seen their share of tough times, drought, cattle thieves and uncle Roon getting poisoned one year by a rattler. Its the kind of tough living that comes with the territory though. The same thing could be said for love. Gage learn that the hard way having fallen for the wrong kind of gal. Maggie May, she was the kind of women you heard sung about in country songs. The purdyest thing he ever did see, all long legs and curves with the bluest eyes that could make the sky jealous. Yet she was trouble from day one.

He met her along one of his rodeo tours. They shared some fun times, drinking and dancing and making all the mistakes that young people do. He thought it was love and 'course with all the fun they'd been havin' it was no surprise that Maggie May ended up with a bun in the oven. The joys of hotblooded youth. While it had come a bit earlier than he expected, naturally Gage asked her to marry him. He had been hoping to wait a while to do it but with a baby on the way what better time was there. Maggie accepted his purposal but wanted to wait til after the babe was born to officially tie the knot. Nine months shot by and before they knew it they had themselves a beautiful baby girl. The little darling was the bright star in his life and Gage was all the more ready to marry his dearest Maggie May. Except, Maggie May didn't hang around to be his wife. The minute she could she up and packed her bags and had hit the road leaving them both in the dust. Yet Gage couldn't stay heartbroken for long, not with a little one to care for all on his own. So he put on a tough face and kept on living, vowing to be the best damn father he could for his daughter. 'course raising a little girl out in the wild west was no picnic and a bit lacking in the proper schooling that he wanted for her. Having no choice, Gage bid his auntie and uncle farewell and moved to the city. Or at least as close enough as he could stand. Anything to be the best papa he could.

Personality;
        Old Fashioned: Gage is still the kind of man who holds the door open for a lady or pulling out a chair, letting her go before himself. As well as other seemingly outdated practices like waiting to speak during conversations, paying a fair share, or not using vulgarities in the presence of a lady, family included. After all his auntie and uncle taught him that manners make a man.

        Hot Blooded: when it comes down to it, Gage is just your typical man. All though skin and fiery attitude. Though he does well to keep his wilder side leashed he can't help but let it loose once in a while. Whether it be gettin into a tussle or a romp in the sheets, Gage is still just a teen at heart. After all boys will always be boys no matter how old they get.

        Hypocondria: Growing up out in the west has made Gage a bit obsessive about health concerns. Blame on his uncle Roon for getting bit by that rattler or having a little one to care for, but when it comes illness he's all over the place with worry.

        Forthright: Ask him a question he'll give you an answer. It may not be something they want to hear. He just tells it as it is.

        Intrepid: It takes a lot of guts to tackle a daunting challenge like riding a bull or a bucking bronco, but Gage is not deterred in the least. Call him a thrill seeker, adrenaline junky or just plain crazy if you must, He thinks of himself as adventurous. Pushing limits. Its not surprising to find him squaring off against a bigger stronger opponent or biting off seemingly more than He can handle


Likes;
        + The Outdoors
        + Strong Coffee: likes it plain ol' black
        + Acoustic Guitar
        + Riding
        + Critters
        + Near Death Experiences: is an adrenalin junky
        + Medical shiz
        + Spicy Foods
        + Critters
        + Cigarettes: Doesn't smoke as often as he use to but has an occasional smoke.


Dislikes:
        - Disappointing his daughter
        - Money: Money is all well and good so long as it isn't the world. There are more important things to living than a slip of green paper
        - Whores in general
        - City traffic
        - Not having anything to do
        - His Father
        - Anything that sets off his hypochondria
        - Rude People


Fears;
        x Being the poor excuse of a daddy his father was
        x His daughter growing up
        x Contagious illnesses


Anything else?; Gage's daughter is named Novalee. He also has a horse affectionately called Wilder and most recent addition to their little family a Aussie pup his auntie and uncle gave them as gift just before moving to the city.

Free and Easy (Down the Road I Go)- Dierk Bently

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Dedicated Loiterer

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I Am The 》Widower
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Full Name; Tristan Scott Michaels
Age; Twenty-eight
Origin; American; Massachucets
Height; 6'0"
Weight: 180lbs
Sexuality; Bisexual
Hair Color; White
Eye Color; Blue


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My Life;
tab Tristan is the only child of a lawyer and a nurse. He was never spoiled and had a pleasant childhood. His father worked during the week while his mother stayed home and took care of him. During the weekends, his mother worked two twelve hour shifts to make up the difference of time lost during the week, while his father spent his time preoccupied with work for the upcoming week. Growing up, there was always an expectation to succeed in his studies and any activity he picked up. While sports were fun for Tristan, he gradually grew to dislike them because of his parents' busy schedules. If one parent was at the game, then the other was working. He always made sure to keep his grades up while still being able to play with his friends in the neighborhood.

tab As he grew older and got into high school, he found the love of his life. She was short, with jet black hair and a beautiful personality. Her name was Vivian. Vivian, while heavily influenced by the theater, encouraged Tristan to do the same. He enjoyed being able to speak in front of people and also found that he enjoyed arguing. The debate team ended up being right up Tristan's alley. Vivian went to every debate team meet and Tristan went to every play and musical Vivian was in. The two were inseparable.

tab They were so inseparable, in fact, that Tristan and Vivian went to the same college. It went without saying that the two were going to get married. Their wedding took place in the Spring after they graduated. They moved in together and planned out the rest of their lives all the way to retirement. Every waking moment was filled with laughter and happiness. Tristan graduated from law school at the age of twenty-five and Vivian was already performing in plays at the Boston Theater. However, it seemed their happily ever after was never meant to be.

tab It was foggy when Tristan got the call to his office. A drunk driver crossed over the center line and struck Vivian. Vivian was dead at the scene and the drunk driver survived. Tristan remembered dropping the receiver to his phone, shutting the door to his office, before breaking down and sobbing. It had to have been a mistake. Any minute, Vivian would call him and tell him she was just running late from the theater and she would be home any minute. Tristan eventually went home and stayed up all night expecting her to walk in the door.

tab For months, Tristan would call Vivian's cellphone just to hear her voice on the voicemail. The day that her number was given to somebody else was the day that Tristan decided to finally move from Boston. He could not stand to live in the house they bought, surrounded by the memories they shared, without the one he loved to share them with. At the age of twenty-six, Tristan moved to Chicago and was able to join a successful law firm in no time. His outgoing personality had quickly shifted to a much more reserved one, but Tristan was still able to make friends because he was a genuinely nice person.

tab It did not take long before his friends encouraged him to get the new Timer. Tristan did not believe that the Timer was going to work on him. He had already found his true love, his soulmate, and she was six feet beneath the ground. Regardless of that, Tristan went ahead and got the Timer anyway. He dated here and there but had no long term relationships when his Timer revealed that they were not his true love. Tristan did not pay attention to the Timer but apparently his dates did. Tristan is still waiting to see if the Timer actually will work for him or if it's just a piece of junk.


Personality;
▶ Considerate tab : tab While Tristan is quiet as a general rule, that doesn't mean he's not friendly. He's the first person to hold a door open or offer somebody in need a ride home. He seems like a forgetful person on the outside but Tristan never forgets a birthday or anniversary. He's always respectful and polite to everyone he meets and never asks for anything in return.

▶ Reserved tab : tab He is physically soft-spoken. Due to circumstances that happened with his late wife, Tristan has become a rather cautious individual when giving out personal information. He prefers to not talk about the past but that doesn't meant that he ignores it. He knows you can always learn from the past and he hopes that his new, quiet life will be a step in the right direction.

▶ Disorganized tab : tab While he looks put together, Tristan's office and home are a complete mess. His thoughts are usually put together well, but his calendar is a disaster. He is usually thinking about three things at once, while trying to do a fourth.
Likes;
tab Tabs. Thank God for whomever invented them.
tab Mystery novels
tab Bread. Especially bread bowls.
tab Rain
tab Beaches
Dislikes:
tab Really hot weather
tab Waking up early
tab Caramel candies
tab Clowns
tab Drunk drivers
Fears;
tab Love for fear of losing them
tab Tornadoes
tab Cancer
Anything else?; tab Sonny

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I Am The 》In A Relationship #2
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Full Name; Tarik Niu Tieren
Age; Twenty two
Origin; Egyptian-Italian
Height; 5' 7"
Weight: 139 lbs
Sexuality; Bisexual
Hair Color; Maroon
Eye Color; Brown / Ocher


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My Life; There isn't anything outstandingly spectacular about Tarik's up bringing. His parents were your standard upper middle class fair that were too busy providing for the family to actually care of it. So naturally he had spent his years away in boarding school and occasionally found his way home for the summer. With out having much to do during those long summer days, Tarik made good use of guitar his parents had given him one year as a gift. It easily became his favorite and as he grew older he found himself forming a band with several of his boarding school roommates for which they called themselves Tiger in the Zoo. He naturally played guitar and occasionally provided backup vocals.

He would have never guessed they'd actually get as popular as they did, but they did become a rather big thing for a while. That was until all the fighting of course, which became too much for them all to handle. It was a sad day when the band split, mostly because he missed all his bandmates and those late night rehearsals, goofing off and jamming out. Having to return to his plain old lonely vanilla life sucked. Thankfully he still kept in contact with some of the guys and had actually grown into a long distance relationship with none other than the vocalist naturally.

Things were pretty great, they talked everyday for like hours, video chatted, and sometimes had weekend visits. Yet despite how much they kept in contact it never amounted up to enough. At least not for Tarik. He wanted more than just the cutesy text faces, he wanted the real deal more than anything and all the time too. Especially with how long they'd been dating, so the guitarist made the decision to surprise his lover and move to where he was despite whatever their timers said.

Personality; Personality wise Tarik's not the deepest trench in the world, though he's a pretty well rounded individual with all his lovely flaws intact. A pseudo slacker / perfectionist it just depend on the subject matter really. He's no leader not really being much one for attention (or certain people for that matter) and usually tends to hang back letting others make the decisions preferring to watch the fireworks from afar so to speak. He does have a rather protective streak in him and a temper when it comes to things that are really important but is usually mild tempered.

Of course his parents tried to make sure that Tarik was raised to be humble but dignified, always respectful, and with a bit of charm in his demeanor, which is how he act for the most part. With close friends though, he tend to be a bit impish, brazen, feisty, with a damned fiery attitude, which makes him the warm and passionate sort, but also sharp and scorching when angered. However, despite his quick temper and tendency to become rather sassy Tarik is easily calmed by those who know him well.

Likes;
√ Making Music
√ Warm Weather
√ Horror and Bad Sci-fi Movies
√ Spicy smells
√ Swimming
√ Cooking

Dislikes:
× Getting out of bed in the morning
× Cats: is allergic
× Having nothing to do
× Lights being left on at night
× Catching colds

Fears;
◎ Public Speaking
◎ Traveling by Airplane

Anything else?; Not Strong Enough - Apocalyptica

▆▆▆ ▆▆ ▆ ↺ Grey_skye

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I Am The 》Ex No. 001
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Full Name; Micheal Winters
Age; 25
Origin; Paris, France
Height; 5'11
Weight: 142lb
Sexuality; Bisexual
Hair Color;Sea Green with Red Streaks.
Eye Color; Aquatic Teal


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My Life; Love. Yeah, that useless ********. Love is what makes people stupid and cause them to make really ******** dumb decision. It could ruin nations and destroy futures. If he had his way it would be illegal and every country but, maybe that was his own spiteful hatred talking. Either way back to the beginning...

His mother and father were one of those love structen idiots. His father, was a young construction worker who fell for his bosses daughter. Yeah, I'm sure you can ******** guess where this going. One night in the heat of their stupidity they broke their social status barrier and went into a sexual induced frenzy. One night of passion that lasted until the sun rose just like those crappy novels; sure some old ladies and single women would call it beautiful but, it went further down hill from there. Micha's mother got knocked up and his old man got fired. She didn't run after him and instead like a coward she remained to her father's side to keep from losing her social status.

After a year, his mother married some CEO willing to accept a pre-started family. His name was Luke and he really liked to hit things, people, and especially children. Abuse from one to fifteen, his mother had taken much of the punches but, Micha was perfect for burning. It was hell at home so, after a while he just stopped going. He spent hours or days on the streets playing music.

Ever since he could remember he liked music; Blues were his favorite and he'd sit for hours on a corner just playing his sax. It was something his real father had sent him; it was obviously from a pawn shop but, it was his. He loved it. After two years of playing, a few of his friend started up a band. Nothing big but, it was fun. He played Sax, Trumpet, Keyboard, or Guitar...it didn't matter. 'Lost Souls' was the name they went under and for a moment life was bliss. When Julian walked into his life and took his breathe away, it became heaven. So much, that Micha had forgotten how wonderfully cruel love could be... It was a simple accident and yet a mistake he could never take back. He'd slept with a friend; they'd been drunk and he'd been unable to see Julian while out on the road. Like sweet poison he fell and hard; on that trip he satisfied his selfish desires with someone other then Julian. It had been so satisfying; that was until he had to look Julian in the face and explain himself. Aurin, had not been so happy about Micha's refusal to leave Julian so, like all spiteful bitches he told Julian everything before he could.

He lost everything for just a few moments of passion; wasn't much he could do after that. Every conversation after that ended up in a fight and soon any thoughts of getting back together vanished. It wasn't as if Julian had been perfect either but, it was just to little and to late. After that he stopped playing for a while and moved back home. His father was still beating his mother but, Micha found a new part of himself. A bad side of himself and he beat his father within and inch of his life that night. To tell the truth he enjoyed it very much. He couldn't forgive himself, he hated his father, and he despised Julian. His mind became sick so, taking out on another seemed to be the perfect outlet and his father deserved it. He managed to continue living by doing some studio work as a stage-hand working his way up to a stuntman and before debuting. Being an actor wasn't bad; it paid good money and he knew stars but, he was never able to start a new life. All his relationships ended after about two days and he just settled for living in the past. The feeling of drinking the pain away passed as his favorite pass time. His father had come to understand his place and treated his mother far better then he'd done before.

Personality; A kind man. A pretty face. A show stopper. A gentleman. These are all words used to describe the up and coming artist known as 'Micha' but, truthfully that's all they are- Words. If the public could see past all the physical bullshit then they'd stop wasting their breathe with kind words and get down to the nitty gritty and call him for what he was- Trash. Micha's a broken toy of sorts; spending most of his evening drinking away his bad memories and ******** up decisions and waking up the next morning to shine in the public eye. Someone once compared him to a butterfly... It all started with a bottle drinking away all his sins and forgetting the one he'd only realized he loved until he was gone, ranting about how much he hated his job and how he'd never forgive so and so, and finally passing out until the sun rose. Once it was all over, he awoke as a beautiful butterfly, once the sun set he died, and started the process all over again.

He remembered laughing but, it was true. That self-destructive routine had become his life style. Regretting, Hating, and Forgetting on a daily biases. It's probably because of this that he'd failed at opening his heart to anyone and settled into a celibacy. Not like it changed much; he wasn't interested in sex or being close to anyone. As long as he could work he never really cared about having much free time at all.

Outside of his destructive bad habits; Micha does make up for his willingness to welcome others into his life by having a hand full of people he could dare to call friends. With them he tends to be a little more open but, not all that much. Still with them; he can be clingy and joke around about things that do manage to happen in his life. He can get drunk until he can't walk straight and have someone to drag him home and keep him from drinking himself to death. He may be sad but, there are still a few people in the world who can accept him and treasure him as a living breathing friend. That small bit of light is probably the most important thing he's got left.

Likes;
yum_strawberry New Gigs or Movies
yum_puddi Acting and Improv
yum_strawberrypie Doing his own Stunts
yum_onigiri Beer and anything with alot of alcohol.
yum_coldone A good smoke.
Dislikes:
emotion_bigvein Not getting the character he wanted.
emotion_0A0 Being sober at night.
emotion_omnomnom Vacations, Free time, or anything that gives him enough time to think.
emotion_bandaid People who lie to themselves.
emotion_puke Running into his first love.
Fears;
gaia_nitemareleft Breaking heart of someone important to him again.
gaia_nitemareleft Falling in love.
gaia_nitemareleft Drinking himself to death.
Anything else?;
gaia_star He's good friends with Henry.
gaia_star Drinking buddies with Fukuwa.
gaia_star He's co-workers with CNP.

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I Am The 》Ex #2
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Full Name; Darius Elijah Maxwell
Age; 27
Origin; American, French, German
Height; 5' 9"
Weight: 160lbs
Sexuality; Homosexual
Hair Color;Blond
Eye Color; Blue


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My Life; Early life at the Maxwell house was abusive. Darius was the oldest of three boys. His two younger brothers were Leon and Jesse. The three of them were thick as thieves and very close to their mother. All the Maxwell brothers and their mother were afraid of their father. The man would come home from work and find something to complain about. If you did not act quickly to correct the problem then you were sure to have a bruise somewhere on you by the end of the night. Darius, after turning ten years old, was the first and only one to stand up to Mr. Maxwell; he paid for it with the first of many beatings to come. Darius' brothers were fairly close in age, Leon was eight and Jesse was one, and their mother was growing weaker by the day. For fear that his father would lose control, and hit his littlest brother, Darius stepped up in order to try and protect his family.

As Darius hit puberty and went into high school, he began to realize that he did not care for girls in the least bit. Sure, he thought some were pretty, but Darius much preferred hanging out with and being close to boys. Of course, his feminine features and subtle curve of his hips helped to land him more male attention anyway. Darius' first boyfriend was a Junior when he was a Sophomore. On the day that Darius went to come out to his family, his boyfriend stood holding his hand. Mr. Maxwell told the boyfriend to leave and whipped Darius across his back within an inch of his life. He still has scars of various sizes and shapes along his back from the incident to this day. The only saving grace from the incident was Jesse's 911 call to the police. Mr. Maxwell was put into jail and Darius was sent to the hospital. He received stitches to close his wounds and was on bed rest for a week until the doctors said he could go back to school without fear of the stitches pulling and his wounds re-opening. He and his boyfriend continued to date.

In his Junior year of high school, and with his father out of the way, Darius began to grow his hair out. It was also this same year that Darius met Beric, another Senior with Darius' boyfriend, and they became best friends. Beric and Darius' boyfriend got along as well and Darius could not have been happier. The three of them were very close and had dreams of starting up a band. Darius was horrible at playing an instrument but he could sing like an angel. Beric became their bassist and Darius' boyfriend became their lead guitarist. When Beric and Darius' boyfriend graduated, Darius was lonely to say the least. He often visited his boyfriend at his college and it was at Christmas that Darius' boyfriend proposed to him. Darius said yes without hesitation.

Darius graduated from high school and followed his boyfriend and Beric to college. They shared a dorm room and were happier than Darius could have ever imagined. Or so he thought. It was around winter break that Darius' boyfriend said he was going to stay on campus and Darius said he would come to visit him. His boyfriend said it would not be necessary and that Darius should enjoy time with his family. On Christmas Eve, Darius drove up to their room for a surprise visit, only to find his boyfriend in bed with someone else. Crushed and betrayed, Darius threw the ring at his boyfriend and left. Beric found Darius by chance crying on a park bench. With Beric's comfort, Darius slowly found a reason to smile. Darius and his boyfriend broke up and went back out three different times during the spring semester. Every time they broke up, it was because Darius caught his boyfriend cheating on him.

At the age of nineteen, now a Sophomore in college, Darius broke it off with his on again off again boyfriend, and left him for good. However, every relationship Darius invested himself into after that resulted in similar situations. He could never find somebody loyal or reliable. Beric, having become more or a protective big brother that Darius never had, took it upon himself to keep Darius out of trouble and way from tall, dark, and handsome men that he knew were bad news and Darius would fall for easily. At twenty-two, Darius and Beric had both graduated from college with music degrees and were taking the plunge in their band. The named themselves Scratched Glass and set out to find new members. They found a drummer named Kaz, a lead guitarist named Zachary, and a pianist named Raphael. Each member would try and teach Darius their instrument but only Raphel, who preferred to be called Caroline, was semi successful.

They recorded their first hit just after Darius' twenty-third birthday and signed with a major record label a month later. To protect himself and to try and keep his identity safe, Darius began using the name Eli as a stage name. Scratched Glass has been on the road for almost four years and has four cd's out. Their concept has a punk feel to it and they are not afraid to dress up with strange colored contacts or spiked jewelry. They started out as a small cult following and now have fans all over the world! Darius bought himself a penthouse in Chicago, Illinois where he stays incognito when he is not touring or recording with the group.

Ah, but then he met Michael. Michael was talented and a musician as well. They could enjoy each other's company with the simple common interest and love of music. Things moved fast but Darius did not care. He thought he found the one. The hardest part about dating another musician was being away from the other while they traveled. Darius had handled it well, that was until Michael's friend informed him that they cheated on him. Darius was devastated. The singer did not try to salvage his relationship. He left Michael and never looked back.

When The Timer came out, Darius was quick to buy one. At twenty-seven years old, several failed relationships, and too much heartbreak over time Darius wanted to find the person he was supposed to be with. Beric was, of course, skeptical about it, but did not stop Darius from buying one. Not that he would have been able to stop Darius even if he really tried. He had just bought The Timer the other day and had not put it on yet. What if it was all a scam? What if word got out that he was wearing one? Would it damage his name or his band's reputation? Darius was about to take the plunge and find out what The Timer could really do.


Personality;
▶ Loyal : Darius, whether he is in love, or you are apart of his band or family, will never betray, abandon, or leave you for any reason. He will never cheat, lie, or deceive you. Darius would gladly take a bullet for you and he will give you every bit of his heart without hesitation. He's never looking for anyone to replace you because you are all he needs.

▶ Caring : Darius will give the shirt off of his back to his friends or loved ones in need. If you need a ride to or from somewhere then he'll take you without question. If you call for him, he'll always come running no matter what. Darius will always take time to find out how you're doing and if you need anything because he genuinely cares about the ones he loves.

▶ Jealous : Due to his failed relationship with his first love, and subsequent failed relationships after that, Darius can be a very suspicious and jealous person in terms of wondering if you're telling him the truth. If you start acting fishy then he'll start digging for information. If you are his lover but you don't make him the center of attention, aside from putting family first, Darius will be pouty, moody, and often times ignore you for a couple of days. However, if you're in trouble he'll still come running. He'll just give you an earful afterwards. If you look at other people, Darius will have a snide comment.

▶ Stubborn : He wants what he wants when he wants it. Of course, this is perfect when you're the front man of the famous rock group called Scratched Glass. Darius can be very strong minded because he plans everything to a 't'. If someone wants to deviate from a plan, Darius is adamant that you stick to what he originally said and will often threaten to 'kick your a**' if you don't. He can be relentless in what he believes, says, and does when he feels that he is correct. The only ones who can really change his mind is Beric (his bassist). Though, even Beric, is still persuaded to listen to what Darius says.

▶ Playful : Darius is a flirt by nature and a pervert at heart. He often jokes that without the gutter his mind wouldn't have a home. Darius likes to joke around when he's single and half the time you can't tell if he's serious or not about what he's insinuating. However, if he's dating somebody then odds are he would be willing to have a quickie in a hallway if you let him. In the bedroom, the playfulness doesn't go away. He likes to try new things and experiment. While ninety-nine percent of the time Darius prefers to be on bottom, there is the rare occurrence where he wants to be the dominant one. When he is dominant, he isn't gentle unless his lover requests him to be.
Likes;
▶ Music: This would be obvious, considering his profession, but Darius loves all kinds of music whether it be rock, pop, classical, or even foreign pop music. However, he doesn't care much for rap but he'll listen to it if he thinks the song is catchy.
▶ Learning how to play instruments: He's not the best at playing instruments which is why he sings. But that does not stop Darius from trying to learn how to play them! He enjoys playing piano even though he is not a proficient as well as ukulele.
▶ Seafood: Shrimp is Darius' all time favorite seafood dish. Everything is pretty good, but shrimp is the real deal.
▶ Rough Sex: As Lady Gaga says when it comes to love, "if it's not rough it isn't fun."
▶ Spring: Spring is his favorite season. He adores being able to sit in patches of sunlight and read or simply watch clouds go by once the weather warms up from winter.
▶ Tattoos and Piercings: Darius has them and you better believe they are a turn on for him. He has had lovers without them but if you have one odds are Darius is all for it.
▶ Mr. tall, dark, and handsome: He's out there somewhere and Darius wants him more than anything.
▶ Lingerie: Yep, he does it from time to time. If a lover does not like it? Well that is just too bad.
Dislikes:
▶ Spiders: He hates and fears spiders with a fiery passion. An incident when he was a child created this hatred and fear. If there is a spider, Darius will scream and likely climb onto the nearest person or piece of furniture to get away and he does not care who sees it. It is an involuntary action that he does not regret and he is not ashamed of it. If you pull a prank on him with a spider, prepare to be punched.
▶ Winter: Darius hates winter almost as much as spiders but he does not fear Winter. He had a bad break up with his first boyfriend and love during the Winter and has yet to find a reason to enjoy the snowy, cold months.
▶ Bullies: He openly protests and fights against bullies through support groups and charities.
▶ Liars and cheaters: Too many failed relationships due to liars and cheaters caused this dislike.
▶ Rape: He absolutely hates the action and idea. If anybody around him makes a joke about it, that person will get an earful. He supports anti-rape groups and donates to charities to help stop rape.
▶ Prejudice and bigoted people: Darius had a hard enough time as it was coming out to his own father that he cannot stand when other people have to go through similar situations. Again, Darius is an active member of charities to help stop violence and prejudice against everyone; especially the LGBTQ groups.
Fears;
▶ Spiders: Again, Darius cannot stand spiders.
▶ Dying alone: Darius has been in and out of relationships due to the other party either cheating on him or lying to him. He feel like he'll never find somebody that will return his love and fears dying without having anyone to love him. This fear is the driving force behind him getting the timer.
Anything else?;

Decorate - Yuna
Second to None - Chris Crocker

▆▆▆ ▆▆ ▆ ↺ Ryuna Bloodmire

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I Am The 》SOLDIER ONE
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Full Name; Sani Tohopka Wematin Huntsong
Age; Thirty-Four
Origin; Los Angeles, California.
Height; Six feet and seven inches
Weight: Two hundred and eight pounds
Sexuality; Homosexual
Hair Color; Chocolate brown shading into auburn red
Eye Color; Whiskey-gold, most of the time, although they do change with his mood.


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My Life; Sani was born in Los Angeles, California. His father was a dirty cop, his mother was a street prostitute. His father is in prison, and his mother is most likely dead. He became a 'Ward of the State' at the tender age of 4. He rarely stayed in a foster home for more than a few months, mainly because he's far too curious—which kept getting him in trouble—but partly because they could all tell he was hiding something. This being the social service system, they of course assumed it was drugs or something similar; in reality, he was hiding his orientation, well aware that it would get him into even deeper s**t. He finally got fed up with it around the age of 12, and ran away, spending a few years bouncing around gangs in the city, but he got really bored, really fast.

tab Sani then spent a few years exploring North and South America, before enlisting in the military when he was nineteen. It was there, in boot camp, that he met the man who quickly became one of his few true friends, his bunkmate. Usually his partner in the grueling training and exercises, he and his bunkmate pushed each other to test their limits, helped one another to their feet when they fell, watched each other’s sixes. By the time that they had finished boot camp, there was nobody that he trusted more than his bunkmate.

tab Much to Sani’s dismay, he and his bunkmate were stationed at bases halfway across the country from each other, with him moving to the East Coast and his bunkmate staying on the West. They e-mailed back and forth when they could, but life and active tours often got in the way. Especially since Sani kept volunteering for the hard, dangerous missions, usually in the back of the beyond. Although their duty kept them apart, it also ended up being the thing that brought them back into close contact.

tab About five years after going on active duty, he was assigned to a new mission and a new posting, again. This time however, there was an unexpected benefit. One of his new teammates was none other than his old bunkmate from boot camp. They worked together for four years on various high-risk missions, usually succeeding at their tasks, sometimes by the skin of their teeth. And then the wheel turned, and he was reassigned once more.

tab This time, Sani was the second-highest member of a small squad mostly did black ops. Their missions began to bring out a darker part of him, a side that he’d rarely seen before and didn’t enjoy. A part of him that was willing to do whatever it took to finish the operation, no matter how much his conscience screamed against it. For two years, he did things that he does his best to not remember now. When the memories rise anyway, he tries to remember that they were necessary at the time.

tab Sani’s last mission was a SNAFU from the beginning. He and his team were assigned to retrieve a dumb-a** ******** of a CEO who managed to get himself captured by a particularly nasty terrorist group. One with money, training, and smarts in addition to their virulent fanaticism. Luckily for the man, he also had access to and knowledge of some big-a** military secrets, projects that were in the works. So he couldn't just be left in to fend for himself.

tab So Sani and his team got the intel they needed, got in, and got the CEO… and that was when everything went to hell in a hand basket. They got discovered--one of those events of epic bad luck--just as they were extracting their target. He was playing rear-guard, a role that he had done a million times before and was well familiar with. The rest of his team, and the asset, had already boarded the chopper. There was just enough time for them to get aloft and out of range of the enemy’s weapons if they left right then, and if someone could take out the few guards who were closest to the chopper.

tab Sani had a call to make. He could maybe, maybe, get on board the chopper and bug out with his team, and risk getting them all killed. Or he could stay where he was, take down the men threatening his team, get them out, and make them finish the mission. Of course, he’d probably die, but those were his options. In the end, it wasn't really a hard choice for him to make.

tab Sani took out the guards and sent his team on without him. They couldn't argue, he outranked most of them, and besides, they knew he was right. So they left, and he stayed, fighting like the devil for as long as he was able to, giving his team as much time as he could. In the end, he was overwhelmed, and captured.

tab Instead of making a show of killing him like he had expected, Sani's captors kept him. For almost six months, they tortured him--for information, yes, but mostly to break him. They wanted a quivering wreck to play with and display, to use as a showpiece to shame the US with. He held out for as long as he could, but by the time a successful rescue was mounted his captors had come pretty damn close to getting what they wanted.

tab At that point, Sani was done with the service. He got his discharge, and a bunch of medals he didn't give a rat's a** about, and left. It took him a little over a year and a half to be healed up enough to be able to rejoin society, and even then he knew it would be an uphill and continuous battle. It was a battle he wanted to fight though.

tab Sani was ready to try and start a new life, preferably in a place where nobody saw his face and thought he was a hero. He picked Chicago. He'd inherited a rather large amount of money from his paternal grandparents by then, and once he returned to the ‘real’ world he used a large portion of that to buy an old warehouse and turn it into a gym, where he offers training in self-defense and other fighting disciplines. He gets clients through word-of-mouth mostly.

Personality; Sani is a fairly patient individual, slow to anger but fast to calm down, but deadly when enraged. He's got a very realistic view of the world, well-shaded with cynicism and distrust. He has a rather wicked sense of humor, and doesn't care who he uses it on. He can be extremely kind, generous, and caring when his sympathy is aroused, but his experiences have put a wall around his heart. He is highly intelligent with a photographic memory, and can easily read another person’s body language and emotions.

tab Ruthlessness comes easily to Sani, a complete disdain for innocent life over the mission, something that is both necessary and distressing. He easily gets impatient with social 'norms' and manners, often blunt to and past the point of rudeness. His stubbornness is not easily aroused, but is remarkable when displayed. He has a powerful sense of honor, right, and wrong. He considers his word as a binding oath, and will only break it when absolutely necessary. That doesn't mean that he's not capable of being dishonest, just that he’s very careful about what he says and promises. He can be very cynical and sarcastic, which often ruffles people feathers.

tab Sani is both a born diplomat and a natural hellion, able to see both sides of an argument and perfectly happy to egg opponents on. He is talented at analyzing situations. He loves spending time with people, as long as he doesn’t have to interact much. He is rather shy, but has the determination to survive terrible events. In a battle situation, he prefers to use wit and cunning instead of brute force, although he's equally adept at either method. He doesn't really care about the opinion others hold of him, a trait developed from a life lived the hard way. He has plenty of friends, just not close ones, mostly because he's not very good at trusting people.
Likes;
Teaching people; he loves teaching, loves the way his students light up when they reach a new level of competence
Rain; it's very soothing, feels like it's washing the world clean
Being outside/in the wilderness; it centers him, makes him feel as close to peace as he ever gets
Halloween; costumes are so much fun
Dancing, of any sort; he loves activities that push his body to its limits
Dislikes:
Public Transportation; loud, crowded, smelly, and it really stresses him out now
Small spaces; seriously, look at his height. Small spaces to most people are tiny to him
Obnoxiously bright colors; they make his eyes hurt
Being treated like a stereotype; he doesn't like being confined into such a narrow interpretation
Hypocrites; he’s had to deal with them way too much
Fears;
Being captured, imprisoned, and/or tortured again.
Being buried alive
Anything else?;
Tattoos: A dream-catcher on his right shoulder blade
Piercings: The lobes of his ears, angel bites, and his right nostril
Scars: Too many to count or describe, but they've all healed to the point that they can only be seen at the right angle/light. A lot of them were... pretty severe injuries.
Sani has lost some of the mobility of his left leg, and usually has a cane nearby, just in case. On his bad days, he has to wear a brace.
Sani has a German Shepherd, named Dammit.
Sani suffers from PTSD.
Theme Song: "Break the World" by Nine Lashes

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I Am The 》Solider Two
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Full Name; Jet Maverick Blackburn
Age; Thrity Two
Origin; Connecticut, USA
Height; 5' 9"
Weight: 161 lbs
Sexuality; Hetero, but bi-curious
Hair Color; Ash Brown
Eye Color; Greyish green


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My Life; Like many other's in the world, Jet's conception was an unfortunate mistake. Poor in timing as it were his parents couldn't bring themselves to terminate the pregnancy. Perhaps this was what their relationship needed to bond them even closer together. Thus their baby boy was born months later, a happy, healthy lad. He was always a strong one of both heart and body, though not surprisingly, even he was not enough to keep the family from falling apart. If anything he was the catalyst which drove his parents even further apart. Still they pretended to be happy with one another for his sake and were pretty damn good at it for a while there. It wasn't until he was about seven that he began to notice the strain between the two. The passive aggressive words, late night arguments, and as the years worn on even the occasional bruise or scratch.

Finally when he was ten it all came crashing down, his mother after a particularly bad argument turned physical took him, a bag of their things and left. They stayed with his auntie for a while explaining to him that they wouldn't be going back with daddy anymore. When he asked why they told him because mommy and daddy couldn't be friends. Because daddy was mean and hurt mommy. Of course he knew having spent the last three years of hiding beneath the blankets and covering his ears to all the yelling. Yet he was still a child and despite the man's short temper, loved his father. At least that was true before the lengthy legal battle that it took to finalize their divorce and determine custodial rights for him. Ultimately the court granted them both joint custody of him, much to his mother's disappointment.

From that point forward Jet bounced back and forth between the two disgruntle adults, spending one week with his mother and the next with his father. While it was a lot of moving around for him, it had been the only schedule the parents could agree on. The transition was a bit awkward having to spend time with his father after being away for nearly a little over a year. The man wasn't quite how he remembered him to be. It wasn't like when he was little anymore, he didn't play his silly games, or read him stories or even kiss him goodnight. It was all homework, chores and being responsible. Plus according to his father, he was too old now for kisses and that boys shouldn't kiss other boys anyways. Even if they're your dad. The only fun thing he got to do with his father were the martial arts classes he got to enroll in. It was one of the few times he ever saw the man actually smile. Still it hardly changed the fact that the man was stern, distant and stubborn as all hell. He and Jet butted heads quite often as he grew into his teens, which ultimately got him enrolled in military school which his mother actually agreed to.

For the first time in five years he lived in one place, day in and day out spending his time with the same people. Albeit, he was still getting yelled at constantly, but at least they were expected to. Not like his supposed family. Time away from them both made him see that neither parent really cared for him any more. If they had, they wouldn't have sent him away from them or his friends who got to attend normal high school. Life sucked, but once he accepted that he actually grew to like being out on his own. So much so that when he was seventeen he convinced his parents to consent to him joining the military. While his mother was a bit reserved on the matter she nonetheless consented.

Boot camp was a lot more rigorous than he'd originally anticipated, but he figured he was at least somewhat prepared due to his brief career in military school. Nevertheless being one of the younger -if not youngest recruit at the time- there left him at a slight disadvantage. Still for all the challenges he faced, he wasn't alone. His senior by two years, Jet's bunkmate had been a pillar of support through out the grueling training and exercises they were typically partnered up in. Naturally they pushed each other hard almost making a game of it at times, helped one another to their feet when they fell, watched each other’s sixes. By the time that they had finished boot camp, there was nobody that Jet trusted or knew better to than his bunkmate.

Of course boot camp was over and as such so was their dream team. Jet was stationed in the west while his bunkmate was headed out east. There was no telling if they'd ever meet face to face again, but in the very least they kept in some contact having exchanged emails prior to deployment. They exchanged messages back and forth when they could, but life and active tours often got in the way. More often than not his former partner would go dark for extended periods of time and when he did finally respond half the time Jet was unable to answer himself.

Much to his surprise however five years after they'd be parted, they were reunited. It was just like the old days, yet this time they were both much more experienced and were facing real danger as opposed to a mere exercise. Still they fell in sync easily enough working together for the next four years on various high-risk missions, usually succeeding at their tasks, sometimes by the skin of their teeth. It was the most fulfilling part of his career thus far, though once again it was time to say goodbye. While there was no indication of where his bunkmate was off to, Jet continued to serve where he was needed on the frontlines overseas. He and his platoon had their hands full dealing with various political uprisings, civil unrest and well known terror groups. The sort of things people hear about on television all the time.

A year and a half into his tour without his trusted friend to watch his back and his career was cut short having been severely wounded during what was suppose to be a routine contact patrol. Yet an oversight in planning led them into an ambush where Jet became a little too closely acquainted with an enemy hand grenade. While he and most of the others made it out with their lives, he could not continue his tour of duty. Jet was discharged with honors for his years of service and was promoted to Sargent First Class. Of course life wasn't the same, having sustained injures to an eye, his right arm and left leg. Due to the severity he lost not only vision in his one eye, but both limbs as well.

Jet spent roughly the next three years in the VA hospital recovering from extensive surgery and rehabilitation. While it was a grueling, sometimes soul crushing process, he refused to accept any support from his parents, be it financial or moral. Midway through his treatment he moved to Chicago not only to get away from his family, but to meet with a specialist that promised to help improve his condition. He sure did one hell of a job that's for sure. Jet was fitted with the latest in bionic technology. It literally would have cost him an arm and leg to afford, but the army took care of the expense. Though even if they hadn't it was worth every penny he could have spared not to have to deal with the clunky stiff prosthetics. While there was nothing fancy they could do for his eye, just having some semblance of a functioning arm and leg gave the veteran a sense of normality. It took months of training and fine tuning the responses, but eventually he got the hang of it.

Personality; Jet is a generally laid individual who most of the time believes with going with the flow of things. Ever the socialite, the bright eyed man greatly enjoys the company of others and is often seen as playful. He is extremely friendly and certainly the outspoken type though isn't the most tactful of people. Unless his gut tells him otherwise, the military having trained a streak of caution into him. Despite a rocky adolescence, he learned a measure of compassion and understanding through his parents faults. Naturally he inherited some of those faults himself however he doesn't deny it. Jet isn't lying when he admits that he can be a total a** at times. However he prefers the nicer term abrasive. He is completely bullheaded and despite being completely and utterly wrong, he typically wont back down once he's go something into his mind regardless of the consequences. What can he say, he's bit of a rebel. Being that uncertainty has been a constant in Jet's entire life it's no surprise that his mood is rather malleable. Admittedly, like his father, he has very little patience to begin with so his temper is easily provoked. On that same note Jet can also be rather gullible and extremely easy to please making it easy to lead him on. Especially with how he doesn't always think things through before he acts. Brash and impulsive as ever he just does what he damn well pleases and deals with the fallout later or dumps it on someone else. Call him self-indulgent if you will, but he just can't help himself.

Likes;
√ Laying out in the grass- sunshine or rain beats dirt and rocks anyday
√ Routines/keeping busy
√ Food- doesn't matter anything is better than food rations
√ Casual talk
√ Taking on a challenge
√ Is a sucker for hot bath

Dislikes:
x Being approached on his blind side
x His parents calling to check up on him
x Explaining how he was injured
x Explaining how his prosthetics work
x Not being seen as normal
x Needing help

Fears;
◎ Loud unexpected noises
◎ Bugs crawling into his eye or getting some sort of infection

Anything else?; Jet lost most of his right hand and forearm now sporting a Bebionic hand with multi-flex wrist as his favored prosthetic. The lower half of his left leg (everything below the knee joint) also had to be amputated though he now has a BioM bionic prosthetic as well. Though unfortunately technology still seems to be a long way from being able to replace his lost eye, instead he wears a standard implant that closely mimics the aesthetic look of his original.

Theme song?

▆▆▆ ▆▆ ▆ ↺ Grey_Skye

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___ SOME PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO FALL IN LOVE but not meant to be together.

T h e x B e t r o t h e dx A n d x T h e x F a l l b a c kx


I Am The 》The Betrothed
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Full Name; Philip Isaac Anderson
Age; Twenty- Five
Origin; American
Height; 6'5"
Weight: 207lbs
Sexuality;Bisexual...but anybody ask...Gay and make sure my parents know.
Hair Color;Black
Eye Color;Blue


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My Life;
Well, I wasn't always the sexy playboy you see before you. My family life didn't change until I was five years old before that my family struggled to survive on what little income they had coming in between the two of them. It was made worst by the fact that dad decided to invest what little money we did have into his friends half-baked idea of some device that could find your true love. Who knew it would take off like it did? However, before it took off Mother wasn't too happy about that and well divorce was on the horizon. Good things didn't get that far and our lives changed big time after the device became so popular my dad having a large amount of stock in the company meant I didn't have to work a day in my life because we were filthy rich. If that wasn't enough my father turned out to have a head for business and invested even more in other companies. He also seemed to have invented a few useful gadgets he had in mind that he just couldn't make when he was younger because of money issues that seemed to be a big hit with the public.

From the time, Philip was a teen; he has been partying hard at night and sleeping his days away. When he turned twenty-three, things seem to change his father seemed to put his foot down on a number of things he saw as bad behavior and made his father look bad. His father seemed to take him under his wing so to speak and make him shadow him and teach him about business and investing money so he wouldn't go broke. Philip would have told him to stuff it, but his father threatened to cut him off and well surprisingly enough he found stock exchange interesting. His mother on the other hand bugged him about getting married and saying that he was her only child. {Not for the lack of trying on his parents part} and she wanted grandchildren before she died. He just thought that he was too young for that and just didn't want to be married. Even so, that didn't stop his mother from nagging him and even got his father into the mix. In a moment of anger, he told them he was gay and they said prove it.

☇ Personality; Philip can be somewhat of a playboy he can become charming and a real gentlemen when he wants something. He isn't below-tossing money at his problems if he knows that the outcome will be what he wants it to be. He can also come off as a little arrogant and rude. Even with his faults Philip is very loyal he would protract his friends and loved one with his life if it came down to it. This playboy is a sucker for tears and don't like to see people cry.
Likes;
emotion_awesome Music - Likes a little bit of everything.
emotion_awesome Avoiding his parents
emotion_awesome Good Food
emotion_awesome Haveing a good laugh
emotion_awesome Nightlife
emotion_awesome Rainy Days
emotion_awesome Video Games
emotion_awesome Vanilla Milk
Dislikes:
emotion_bigvein His parents pestering
emotion_bigvein Marriage
emotion_bigvein Cigarettes
emotion_bigvein Winter/Cold weather
emotion_bigvein Getting up early in the morning
emotion_bigvein Boredom

Fears;
☠Arranged Marriage
☠Marrying Someone He Doesn't Love
☠Dieing in some Horrible Messed Up Way
Anything else?;Did I miss something? Theme song?
3 Doors Down - Let Me Be Myself



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I Am The 》The Random Guy known as the Fallout
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Full Name; Uta Christopher Beethoven
Age; 24
Origin; Anchorage, Alaska
Height; 6'2
Weight: 165lb
Sexuality; Omnisexual
Hair Color;Deep Black
Eye Color; Dark brown, Almost black.


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My Life; Uta's life was built on the principle that nothing was always as it seemed; his mother was a loving flower shop owner with connections all throughout the city mostly gang related, his father was a alcoholic with a nearly failing writing career, and Uta was a slightly troubled child with a obsession with pain in its most subdued form. It all started when he scrapped his knee while attempting to ride his bike; the pain unexpectedly sweet so much that Uta picked at the wound until it became infected. From there it grew but, for now his family was the object of importance. It seemed right that his mother was miserable and Uta was a beaten child but, housewives at school and his home were wrong. His father drunk until his mind was a haze but, he produced his best writing in this state of mind, his mother was happy to drag her drunk husband knowing he was working hard for his dream and for the good of the family. Besides, the fact his mother could deck him any time she pleased. Uta was never harmed ever if anything his family allowed him to do what he did best which was study. To the world they were a broken family but, to Uta this way his happy home.

When he turned twelve he convinced his father to consent to his first piercing and several more afterwards. It was the talk of the neighborhood and school so, much they were pulled in for various parenting sessions and such. They were dubbed unfit parents by his peers and teachers; Uta retaliated several times violently displaying that they understood nothing. During the course of middle school he was suspended seven times but, amazingly he remained top of his class and upon graduation given a invitation to a prestige high school under the condition that his family was never mentioned. No one every understood how happy his family was despite their faults. Tattoos and Piercings became his calling card in high school and his area of interest was of a scientific nature.

He enjoyed many lectures some given on campus, during school ventures, and even some on his spare time. Mostly those of the disturbing nature, Uta was an odd ball. He enjoyed pain and he found that at a sweet twist of fate he also enjoyed bones. Skeletal remains and how they could tell stories to the trained eyes. To him it was an understanding; like his family... despite the skin or make up of a human. When it came down to it they were all just bones. Sometimes to the untrained mind they were the same but, to a experienced mind they told stories.

Forensic Anthropology; an advanced degree and not something one can simply jump into. It was all he dreamt out of a career but, the high school had to outsource his teachings. A few classes given of various campuses were how he spent his weekends and even his vacations until graduation. Top of his class once again he was accepted into one of the countries most exclusive universities with a full ride.

It should have been perfect but, as he grew older he desired more and wanted to do more which the school could not provide fiance for so, Uta found rather odd jobs that served as his way to land a quick dollar. Hence, how he came to meet the Betrothed.
Personality; The very definition of logically illogical; Uta can speak nonsense that seems as though it may hold validity but, after a few minutes of rambling you will come to understand either Uta is no longer conscious or he no longer remembers what his original train of thought was. This is no way means he is of a lower life form; Uta is known as one of the greatest mind on campus when he isn't spouting conspiracy theories or dark humored jokes.

If your looking for an interesting way to pass the time, then Uta is your man. He doesn't mind spending a few hours of his day wandering around the streets either entertaining friends or holding odd jobs. His late nights are usually when he's studying and further's his understanding of the human bone. So, all in all Uta is just a regular guy with quirks...
Likes;
Literture.
Anthropology lectures.
Human remained; mostly skeletal.
Classical music.
Bones; the television show.
Dislikes:
Being called goth.
Dropping below the top five percent of his class.
Housewives sticking their nose in where they don't belong.
Rumors.
Being judged based on his appearance.
Fears;
Having his head cut off.
Dying of boredum.
Clowns. (Something is off about those things.)
Losing his scholarship.
Anything else?;Did I miss something? Theme song?

▆▆▆ ▆▆ ▆ ↺ Dr.Watari

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I Am The 》 Underground Fighter
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Full Name; Marcus English
Age; Twenty-Eight
Origin; Natchez, Mississippi
Height; 6' 3"
Weight: 176
Sexuality; Thinks he is Straight but is really Unsure
Hair Color;Light Brown
Eye Color; Green


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My Life; Marcus birth wasn't really planned or wanted his parents were just two people hopped up on hormones and too horny to use protection. So, he was the end result of their one night of passion. Given he was from the south their parents were forced to marry each other by their own parents. Everything went smooth for a few years his father a construction worker and his mother work down at the local diner. They carved out a nice place for themselves in the trailer park. They were semi-happy for two people forced to marry each other because of one mistake.

However, things took a turn for the worst when his father got hurt on the job. He turned to alcohol to cope with the pain from his injury and with the fact that he would be disabled. While his father was in pain, his mother saw it as a blessing that it was. The accident brought in a lot of money when his father sued the company for negligence. She soon cleaned out her husband's banking account and skipped town on her lover along with leaving her nine-year-old child behind. After that day was the start of a hellish childhood. His father would use him as a punching bag when he got too drunk or didn't do something quick enough to his father's liking. It was often this reason he would hide out in the woods until after his father was passed out drunk. This is where he picked up his fondness for nature and being outdoors because he had to spend a lot of time outside.

His father's abuse would shape his choices when he got older; he hung out with the wrong crowd of people. Marcus started stealing, fighting, and skipping school whenever he could. He had a rap sheet about as long as his arm by the time he was fifteen years old. Marcus was an angry teen, taking out his anger on the world and on anyone who stood in his way. He was often in and out of juvie over the course of his teen years; it was in juvie where he really started to fight. He was often picked on by the older kids and realized he had to learn to fight quickly not to be stepped on. He enjoyed the feeling of his fists meeting someone's flesh, which led him to look for a challenge fighting anyone he thought could be a challenge. Despite being a troubled youth and being held back in school a few years due to skipping he finally graduated.

After graduating from high school, Marcus enlisted into the army. It was there that he served his country by doing three tours of duty to fight for his country. He learned combat training among other useful skills while in the army. He became obsessed with turning his body into a living weapon, willing to learn any form of combat and fighting styles. However, after a bad case of Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder (PTSD), the army would not allow him to continue to serve his country because of concern for the well-being of the other officers. He was shipped back home where he sought help for his PTSD problem out in Chicago. The doctors there didn't seem interested in helping him only heavily medicating him to the point he was a zombie. He went with it, but after a while but couldn't take the feeling of slowly moving through life so stopped going.

Marcus soon spiraled down into a depression: where he didn't pay the bill for his apartment, and was kicked out onto the streets of Chicago. He was then that he wandered the streets as a homeless person for a few years now. That was until he had a run-in with an odd male offering him a job as an underground fighter. After living the life of a homeless man, he had only the worries of where his next meal was coming from and where he planned to sleep that night. However, saving the male from a mugging he felt his body take action, his fist connecting with someone's flesh felt good. He had forgotten that feeling, and it was like a god-send that he was offered a job where he could put his fists to good use.

Personality; Because of the abuse of his father and how the army has shaped him; he closes off his emotions to people. He often wears a mask of indifferences towards everyone when first meeting them. Even though he has had to trust people in his troop. He still has a hard time trusting people outside of his troop family. Because his mother left him alone with his abusive father, he gained some abandonment issues along with rejection issues. This is also the reason behind why he, has a hard time getting close to someone. Marcus additionally has a bit of a temper, after all, he is his father's son. He hates this about himself and tries really hard to control his angry. Once he sets his mind to something. He is pretty committed to that thing even if that thing was a bad decision. This leads to people calling him stubborn. Despite his troubled past, he is an honorable and loyal man. However, he lives by the quote treat others the way you want to be treated. So his personality changes in reaction to those he comes into contact with.
Likes;
Hearing Other People's Scar Stories
Fighting/Wrestling/Boxing/ Any Fighting Style
Nature / The Outdoors
Taking on a challenge
Dislikes:
Crowded Loud Places
Small spaces where he could be trapped
Rude People
Losing Control
Taking Medication
Getting Angry
Fears; Hurting / Killing someone he cares about
Anything else?;
Marcus suffers from Night terrors. (due to PTSD)
Marcus can flip out because of flashbacks of combat.
Marcus is afraid to create relationships be it friendship or of a romantic nature.
Breaking Benjamin - I Will Not Bow

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I Am The 》Handler
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☇ Full Name; Marck Xander Canwell
Age; 32
Origin; New York, USA
Height; 6'2
Weight: 170
Sexuality;
Hair Color;light brown with a hint of orange
Eye Color; gold/ light brown


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My Life; Marck grew up in a wealthy family. His mother and father worked 24/7 and left him with his butler. Who abused him sexually and mental with threats/blackmail for years. For this reason he became very detached from the world and people. Thus making the abusing butler become more aggressive, to get a response from Mark. One day he planned a trick for the butler to be found out. Gladly, it went as planned and the butler was arrested. As for Mark he was sent to many therapist. Who explain to his parents that he would not recover completely. Especially not without the comfort of his parents. One thing he never had and never received. All threw his school years he was kicked out of many private academy because of his aggressive way and no filter. The therapists were right. He never recovered. He grew more and more twisted and finally numb to everything. In his mind every one is scum, dirty, and a waste of space. Society to him is a game he learned to play to get what he wants. His parents at the age of 16 kicked him out. They had enough of his aggressive and numb episodes he had on a daily. For him it was better that way. Although he was not supported financially by his parents. He found his way around and worked in many places. Until he got tired of getting fired and getting beat up. He quit his search and started stealing and scamming. One night while walking around in New York he stumbled upon an underground fighting match. He was never a fighter and that was not what interested him. It was the money. He saw people betting and throwing around money before matches. It was then that he finally found it. The one thing he was capable of manipulating. Money. He started off low, first betting on fights and realizing a pattern. Then he became the one who coordinated the bets. Finally, he was the one coordinating the fights. Soon making an empire of his own. Money was falling in his hands without a move of a finger. To him its a stupid game he learned to manipulate and play.

Personality; Marck is a very detached person. When you speak to him the one thing you notice is a dead stare and a face you cannot read. The second thing is a superior way of talking. Although all this he is a very emotional person. He is easy to break down and very easy to piss off. Even with his higher way of speaking and no filter. He has a filter for personal issues. One being he knows suffering and knows most of the fighters he uses for his gains are just people struggling to stay alive. Just like he is and like he was. Marck doesn't like physical contact in fact he doesn't like contact of anything. He wears gloves religiously to protect him from germs. Hes a neat freak and has unreasonable fears. He acts tough and dead without a care in the world. But the truth is hes more alive then people think. More then he thinks.

Likes;
-sweets
-straight honesty
-scheduled
-freedom
-being in control

Dislikes:
-Disorganization
-Animals
-touching things without his gloves
-eating at restaurants
-flirting
-being touched

Fears;
-Getting attached
-being dirty
-ending up with nothing

Anything else?;He hasn't seen his parents since he was kicked out, He has a beauty mark on his left eye that he touches when hes nervous

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Dedicated Loiterer

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___ SOME PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO FALL IN LOVE but not meant to be together.

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Dedicated Loiterer

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___ SOME PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO FALL IN LOVE but not meant to be together.

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Dedicated Loiterer

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___ SOME PEOPLE ARE MEANT TO FALL IN LOVE but not meant to be together.

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