Post by SHEER on Jul 12, 2012 12:23:31 GMT -5
***NOTE: This character was originally created by Rat, and 90% of the material plus all of the character concept is hers! (I just decided to steal him, since he's been ignored so long :3 )
Class: feral hybrid
Species: white tiger
Name: Sheer Austin
Nickname(s): none, really
Birthday: 6 January, 3025
Owner: n/a
House: n/a
Eye Color: depending on the light, his eyes look either brown or amber, but they're often mistaken for red
Hair Color: completely white, since it's his natural hair color he doesn't have discolored roots or bits of yellow in his hair. His hair is just long enough to barely reach his shoulders. Sometimes he puts it back in a very short ponytail, but normally he just lets it stay loose.
Height: 6' 4"
Weight: around 160
Build: In his human form, Sheer is relatively weak. He is only slightly muscular, though his tiger form is very strong. He doesn't eat very much so he's nowhere near fat, and since he's so tall he looks skinnier than he is. His tiger half is most apparent in his build (and his eyes/hair), he's relatively-lithe for a guy, with slightly broader and squarer shoulders and chest than most, and has unusually good reflexes and agility. Sheer's hands are larger due to a tiger's proportions.
Distinguishing Features: His white hair sticks out the most, with faint black streaks in a vague stripe pattern; he also wears a bunch of leather and string bracelets on both arms. He does have some scars, but he's been lucky and they're all on his back except for a few on his elbows. His eyes can be scary sometimes, if the light is right they can look reddish-amber.
Typical Dress: Though he'll wear anything that's around, he hates dressing formally and prefers casual, tighter clothes and darker colors. He usually wears earrings (on his right ear only) and a few bracelets, but he doesn't go completely overboard on jewelry for the most part. He doesn't like anything around his neck.
Orientation: He isn't really looking for love; he's terrible at dedicating himself to something that's not music or art anyways. If he had to decide, he'd say he is straight despite never having dated anyone.
Other Notes: A quirk he can't help is if he's pissed off, his ears change to that of a tiger's and his teeth lengthen slightly. This makes it a little difficult to take him seriously with black-on-white, fluffy ears coming out of the top of his head.
Character face-claim: Zero Kiryu from Vampire Knight
Age: 17
Likes:
[one] Sheer really loves music; he can't play an instrument but he can sing well (a nice, deceptively deep tenor). He prefers rock and alternative to almost everything. He normally has trouble doing anything seriously unless he can listen to music while he's doing it.
[two] He spends most of his time painting. He started painting when he was very young, but, he has no natural talent at all. He used to be really terrible, and he's only as good as he is now by practicing over and over again. It's one of his obsessions, but he's half terrified of letting anyone see his paintings so no one can tell how much he loves painting.
[three] He loves nighttime. Sheer isn't completely nocturnal, but he prefers the night to the day. For him, it's easier to move freely when it's harder for other people to see him, and he isn't really scared of the dark. Even in his human form, he has unusually good night vision.
[four] Sheer really likes messing with people, confusing them, tricking them, anything. Though he doesn't have any malicious intent behind it, half of what he says is for the purpose of getting someone to believe some story he's made up. Since he's a feral hybrid, it's a useful habit.
Dislikes:
[one] He hates hot humid days more than anything else. He would rather freeze half to death than go through a week of hot days. It makes his hair fizz and/or his fur fluff out.
[two] Sheer tries to avoid growing attached to people at all costs. He hates his own weaknesses, and as a result he can judge other people harshly and dislike them if he decides that they are weak or a liability. He's selfish in a way because he's really in it for himself.
[three] Since he prefers to live without complications, he hates being bothered and inconvenienced. If whoever is bothering him has a real reason, then he can deal with it; but he's grown to hate pointless things that waste time.
[four] He doesn't like sugar or any sweet foods. He mostly grew up without them, and when he got to try a little bit of cake or cookie he found that he didn't like the taste at all.
Aspirations
- To be able to have a huge amount of time during which he can just relax and listen to music, and maybe paint some.
- To have some of his paintings in some kind of museum or something, and to be recognized as a great artist. (that is absolutely secret, he doesn't even admit it to himself that he wants to be famous)
- To never, ever, lose control.
Fears
- That he will be kidnapped and become a pet.
- That he might accidentally shift into his tiger form and kill someone, since he cannot control when he shifts.
- That he will be maimed in some way that will make it impossible to live freely or paint.
Strengths:
- When he's forced into a fight, he can completely shift into a white tiger and he can go from there and he is actually a good fighter in that form.
- Sometimes it seems like he was either born completely without pride or he has so much of it that he can't do anything without compromising it. Sheer doesn't see any problem with running away or letting someone else think whatever they want about him. He figures that it's worthless to worry about that kind of stuff, since the important thing is staying alive. He has enough of a conscious to not go on a killing spree, he doesn't have any trouble taking tons of insults without getting ruffled and he isn't the kind of person to risk his life pointlessly. If he gets angry, though, then that is particularly bad because it happens very rarely. (That's because he literally doesn't care enough to get angry)
- He rarely panics, Sheer is normally a calm person and he is a strong believer in the idea that there's always a way out of a bad situation.
Weaknesses
- Most of the time he lacks dedication. He rarely does anything except paint and Sheer doesn't even finish his paintings half the time. On the flip side, he can go half-crazy with obsession if the mood strikes him and it's impossible to get him to do anything but whatever it is he's stuck on.
- He's extremely defensive and a compulsive liar, which means that he has a difficult time becoming friends with anyone. Even though Sheer doesn't have any trouble having a five minute conversation and he can fake anything well enough, he isn't willing to trust or be trusted by anyone.
- Sheer usually underestimates how cruel or mean he's being. Since he isn't bothered by almost anything he expects everyone else to be that way too.
Habits:
- Whenever he's frustrated he messes around with his hair a lot, or tugs at his bracelets.
- He pretends to paint with his fingers on the ground or the walls when he's bored (this is without paint). Sometimes he gets really into it and that's usually when people start to think he's crazy.
-He hates being touched, and he jerks away even from a handshake. The reason for that is that he has trouble staying in his human form when he's caught off guard and he doesn't want to be near people when that happens.
Overall Personality: Sheer is relatively care-free and self-serving, he only really does things that will benefit himself in the near future. He's laid-back, nothing bothers him as long as it goes away after a few minutes. He'll say or do anything as long as it doesn't strike him as completely wrong and he doesn't have a problem with giving up, running away, or lying to save himself. As of now, he doesn't care about or trust anyone, though he would never say that.
His expression doesn't really change either, regardless of what he's saying he can say it with a straight face.
His entire life revolves around painting, listening to music, and making sure he stays safe. He isn't exactly a high achiever, with the exception of when it comes to art, so he just wants to live peacefully without many issues. Most of the time he doesn't do very much, though he can have random bursts of obsession which can last from a few hours to days. It's the only way he gets anything done because normally he only half-finishes things.
Sheer rarely thinks anything through, what he does he does on impulse, so he surprises himself quite often. He loves to scare people and catch them off guard, though he rarely means any real harm or has any goal in mind. The only thing he repeatedly thinks about is his missing memories. (I don't mean that he never thinks about anything else, but this is the only thing that he thinks about with any sort of seriousness). He is fairly sure that he used to have a sister, but his memories of her stop at about a year ago and he has no idea what happened to her. Ever since there have been weird gaps in his memory and he has a difficult time reconstructing what happens. It is extremely frustrating to him, but somehow he's gotten used to it.
Many people think that he is completely antisocial because Sheer does his best to avoid being close to people. He's never been very good at staying in his human form and if anything happens to throw him off from his normal calm way of thinking then it gets a lot harder for him to avoid turning into a tiger and attacking someone. He spent all of his time painting just because it was something to do, and he sang to himself a lot because it reminded him of his sister and he had a weird feeling that she had liked it when he sang. (He was right, kind of, Jace used to sing to him a lot, usually when she was trying to get him to go to sleep or to stop crying about something). He's been living alone in the outskirts ever since.
Other Notes: His main house is in a rock-face near a forest in an undisclosed location in the Outskirts. There are other abodes he has hidden in and out of the City Wall. He only leaves wherever he's staying now and again when he's so hungry from ignoring eating that he needs to hunt something down for himself.
Birthplace: He was born far away from the city, he doesn't remember where it was, but he is foreign.
Parents: He has no memory of his father, and he has completely forgotten what happened to his mom. He's relatively sure that she is dead.
Siblings: Sheer has an older sister, but like with his parents he can't remember what happened to her.
Education: His mom taught him how to read and write pretty well, and he can also do simple math. He's never been to school, so he can't do much beyond that, though he's relatively smart.
Sheer does not remember parts of his past, but here is most of it, including some of the bits that he has forgotten:
Sheer's mom and dad were both hybrids who lived on their own in a house in the middle of the forest. They were always completely isolated from everyone else but they could live like that because Sheer's dad was a genius engineer and he designed the house to be able to have heat and electricity and clean water without being depended on a city and it's benefits. His mom regularly grew food for them in the garden or the two of them went hunting for food.
They were married one and a half years when they had a daughter, and they named her Jase (they really liked interesting and different names). Sheer came along about a year and a half later, and they all did well enough on their own for the next few months. In the middle of August some travelers stumbled across their house and asked if they could stay for the night and have some food. Sheer's parents agreed and in the middle of the night the travelers stole a large amount of stuff from their house. The next day they returned with more people and they all burned down Sheer's house thinking that Sheer and his family were inside. They were actually half a mile away on some kind of walk, so they weren't hurt (the travelers were part of a radical group that was extremely prejudiced towards hybrids).
His father went after them to try and get some of their stuff back because he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to live properly without any of their things. Since they lived completely alone, they needed materials to make a house and get electricity and such. Sheer's mother waited for almost a month with her two kids, but he never came back. Giving up, she took Sheer and Jase and headed towards the nearest city, which is this one.
They stayed mainly in the outskirts, and Sheer's mom was amazingly charismatic so they were usually left alone. She spent most of the time since then looking for her husband, who she never found. She couldn't make herself believe that he was dead, and she and Jace regularly argued about it. Jace repeatedly ran away, but she always came back after a few days because even though she was an angry person she didn't have anywhere to go and she couldn't make herself abandon Sheer and her mother.
When Sheer was eleven Sheer's mother disappeared. Jace was still there, and Sheer started to realize then that there were holes in his memory. Whenever he asked Jace to remind him about what happened to his mother, because he thinks he forgot something important about her, she never told him anything straight. A few months later Jace disappeared too, and then he didn't have anyone to ask because he was alone and the holes in his memory had gotten a little bit worse. He also started to have more trouble with staying in his human form than he had before. It got to the point where he was afraid to even touch other people for fear of hurting them.
- That he spends all day in his various houses, doing who-knows-what. (Painting, actually. But that's a secret)
- That he has been trying to avoid being caught for his entire life, but he's been having a harder time of it recently.
- That he's an uncaring jerk who's stingy with his money and food. (He doesn't do that on purpose, but no one really believes that)
- That he traded his soul to the devil for the ability to perform alchemy and necromancy, and that his eyes and hair are proof. (not true)
- That he's insane. (partially false)
- That he has a rich mistress. (false)
- That he nearly killed a Metal-Man and two nobles. (true)
- He's really a ghost who has come back to get revenge on the world. (Not true.)
- That he cannot control his ability to shift.
- That he used to have an older sister, only he cannot remember where she's gone.
- That he can paint, and also that he can sing really well.
- That there's something wrong with his memory and he regularly forgets and remembers random things.
Roleplayer: Pendrag0n Knight
Years Role-Playing: A while now :3
Contact: PM me <3
Other Characters: Nadia Fortuna, Lillian Goldsbloom, Idris Sen, Victor Valentine, Matthew Jones (a ton! But this guy's my last, promise, lols).
**NOTE: This sample is by Rat. This character is originally hers, but I've adopted him now.***
Sheer rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. He'd had to move out of his last house, the nice and comfortable one, so now he was in a wooden used-to-be-a-house sleeping on a pile of blankets that was spread out on the floor. A hole in the ceiling let light pour in and the outside sun was in a position so that the light fell directly into his face. He blinked a few times and covered his face with his arm. Why should he get up? There wasn't any reason to do anything since today won't be any different than tomorrow. Outside he could hear the general sounds of the morning; birds talking too loudly, some people who weren't exactly talking but still making noise, and the far-off cars. It was all too loud for him to go back to sleeping so he dragged himself out of bed and pulled on a shirt. There wasn't any need for changing pants since he slept in them and they were still clean enough. He only had a few pairs of clothes and he had learned years ago not to waste perfectly fine clothes after one use. Also, he didn't own pajamas and he had to wear something at night.
The house didn't really have rooms, just one big space. It was small, so his meager possessions were already starting to make the space look crowded. Paintings, paper, and bits of trash were piled near the walls, most of the paintings were face-down or covered so it was impossible to see any of the paintings. He walked over to the music player and put it on shuffle, though he kept the volume down fairly low so the sound wouldn't carry past the walls of his current house. He hummed the tune of the song as he looked for the food he had saved from last night. Eventually he found it wrapped up in a towel so the insects wouldn't get to it. It was just pieces of chicken and some bread, but he was used to eating things like that and it tasted good to him. "I do believe it's true..." He sang around a mouthful of chicken, already feeling more awake. That was unusual, since he usually needed almost an hour to properly wake himself up.
He started digging through the pile of his paintings to find the half-finished one when he froze. Something out of the corner of his eyes had caught his attention, but when he turned around to find what it was he couldn't see anything that was special. There was just a bit of trash and one of his paintings that was particularly horrible. His brown eyes lingered on that general area for a moment and then he laughed. What was he thinking? Sheer pushed his long white hair out of his face and turned back to the paintings. He pulled the painting that he needed out and then started to search for paints.
Sheer An'cara Austin
DATA
DATA
Class: feral hybrid
Species: white tiger
Name: Sheer Austin
Nickname(s): none, really
Birthday: 6 January, 3025
Owner: n/a
House: n/a
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Eye Color: depending on the light, his eyes look either brown or amber, but they're often mistaken for red
Hair Color: completely white, since it's his natural hair color he doesn't have discolored roots or bits of yellow in his hair. His hair is just long enough to barely reach his shoulders. Sometimes he puts it back in a very short ponytail, but normally he just lets it stay loose.
Height: 6' 4"
Weight: around 160
Build: In his human form, Sheer is relatively weak. He is only slightly muscular, though his tiger form is very strong. He doesn't eat very much so he's nowhere near fat, and since he's so tall he looks skinnier than he is. His tiger half is most apparent in his build (and his eyes/hair), he's relatively-lithe for a guy, with slightly broader and squarer shoulders and chest than most, and has unusually good reflexes and agility. Sheer's hands are larger due to a tiger's proportions.
Distinguishing Features: His white hair sticks out the most, with faint black streaks in a vague stripe pattern; he also wears a bunch of leather and string bracelets on both arms. He does have some scars, but he's been lucky and they're all on his back except for a few on his elbows. His eyes can be scary sometimes, if the light is right they can look reddish-amber.
Typical Dress: Though he'll wear anything that's around, he hates dressing formally and prefers casual, tighter clothes and darker colors. He usually wears earrings (on his right ear only) and a few bracelets, but he doesn't go completely overboard on jewelry for the most part. He doesn't like anything around his neck.
Orientation: He isn't really looking for love; he's terrible at dedicating himself to something that's not music or art anyways. If he had to decide, he'd say he is straight despite never having dated anyone.
Other Notes: A quirk he can't help is if he's pissed off, his ears change to that of a tiger's and his teeth lengthen slightly. This makes it a little difficult to take him seriously with black-on-white, fluffy ears coming out of the top of his head.
Character face-claim: Zero Kiryu from Vampire Knight
PERSONALITY
Age: 17
Likes:
[one] Sheer really loves music; he can't play an instrument but he can sing well (a nice, deceptively deep tenor). He prefers rock and alternative to almost everything. He normally has trouble doing anything seriously unless he can listen to music while he's doing it.
[two] He spends most of his time painting. He started painting when he was very young, but, he has no natural talent at all. He used to be really terrible, and he's only as good as he is now by practicing over and over again. It's one of his obsessions, but he's half terrified of letting anyone see his paintings so no one can tell how much he loves painting.
[three] He loves nighttime. Sheer isn't completely nocturnal, but he prefers the night to the day. For him, it's easier to move freely when it's harder for other people to see him, and he isn't really scared of the dark. Even in his human form, he has unusually good night vision.
[four] Sheer really likes messing with people, confusing them, tricking them, anything. Though he doesn't have any malicious intent behind it, half of what he says is for the purpose of getting someone to believe some story he's made up. Since he's a feral hybrid, it's a useful habit.
Dislikes:
[one] He hates hot humid days more than anything else. He would rather freeze half to death than go through a week of hot days. It makes his hair fizz and/or his fur fluff out.
[two] Sheer tries to avoid growing attached to people at all costs. He hates his own weaknesses, and as a result he can judge other people harshly and dislike them if he decides that they are weak or a liability. He's selfish in a way because he's really in it for himself.
[three] Since he prefers to live without complications, he hates being bothered and inconvenienced. If whoever is bothering him has a real reason, then he can deal with it; but he's grown to hate pointless things that waste time.
[four] He doesn't like sugar or any sweet foods. He mostly grew up without them, and when he got to try a little bit of cake or cookie he found that he didn't like the taste at all.
Aspirations
- To be able to have a huge amount of time during which he can just relax and listen to music, and maybe paint some.
- To have some of his paintings in some kind of museum or something, and to be recognized as a great artist. (that is absolutely secret, he doesn't even admit it to himself that he wants to be famous)
- To never, ever, lose control.
Fears
- That he will be kidnapped and become a pet.
- That he might accidentally shift into his tiger form and kill someone, since he cannot control when he shifts.
- That he will be maimed in some way that will make it impossible to live freely or paint.
Strengths:
- When he's forced into a fight, he can completely shift into a white tiger and he can go from there and he is actually a good fighter in that form.
- Sometimes it seems like he was either born completely without pride or he has so much of it that he can't do anything without compromising it. Sheer doesn't see any problem with running away or letting someone else think whatever they want about him. He figures that it's worthless to worry about that kind of stuff, since the important thing is staying alive. He has enough of a conscious to not go on a killing spree, he doesn't have any trouble taking tons of insults without getting ruffled and he isn't the kind of person to risk his life pointlessly. If he gets angry, though, then that is particularly bad because it happens very rarely. (That's because he literally doesn't care enough to get angry)
- He rarely panics, Sheer is normally a calm person and he is a strong believer in the idea that there's always a way out of a bad situation.
Weaknesses
- Most of the time he lacks dedication. He rarely does anything except paint and Sheer doesn't even finish his paintings half the time. On the flip side, he can go half-crazy with obsession if the mood strikes him and it's impossible to get him to do anything but whatever it is he's stuck on.
- He's extremely defensive and a compulsive liar, which means that he has a difficult time becoming friends with anyone. Even though Sheer doesn't have any trouble having a five minute conversation and he can fake anything well enough, he isn't willing to trust or be trusted by anyone.
- Sheer usually underestimates how cruel or mean he's being. Since he isn't bothered by almost anything he expects everyone else to be that way too.
Habits:
- Whenever he's frustrated he messes around with his hair a lot, or tugs at his bracelets.
- He pretends to paint with his fingers on the ground or the walls when he's bored (this is without paint). Sometimes he gets really into it and that's usually when people start to think he's crazy.
-He hates being touched, and he jerks away even from a handshake. The reason for that is that he has trouble staying in his human form when he's caught off guard and he doesn't want to be near people when that happens.
Overall Personality: Sheer is relatively care-free and self-serving, he only really does things that will benefit himself in the near future. He's laid-back, nothing bothers him as long as it goes away after a few minutes. He'll say or do anything as long as it doesn't strike him as completely wrong and he doesn't have a problem with giving up, running away, or lying to save himself. As of now, he doesn't care about or trust anyone, though he would never say that.
His expression doesn't really change either, regardless of what he's saying he can say it with a straight face.
His entire life revolves around painting, listening to music, and making sure he stays safe. He isn't exactly a high achiever, with the exception of when it comes to art, so he just wants to live peacefully without many issues. Most of the time he doesn't do very much, though he can have random bursts of obsession which can last from a few hours to days. It's the only way he gets anything done because normally he only half-finishes things.
Sheer rarely thinks anything through, what he does he does on impulse, so he surprises himself quite often. He loves to scare people and catch them off guard, though he rarely means any real harm or has any goal in mind. The only thing he repeatedly thinks about is his missing memories. (I don't mean that he never thinks about anything else, but this is the only thing that he thinks about with any sort of seriousness). He is fairly sure that he used to have a sister, but his memories of her stop at about a year ago and he has no idea what happened to her. Ever since there have been weird gaps in his memory and he has a difficult time reconstructing what happens. It is extremely frustrating to him, but somehow he's gotten used to it.
Many people think that he is completely antisocial because Sheer does his best to avoid being close to people. He's never been very good at staying in his human form and if anything happens to throw him off from his normal calm way of thinking then it gets a lot harder for him to avoid turning into a tiger and attacking someone. He spent all of his time painting just because it was something to do, and he sang to himself a lot because it reminded him of his sister and he had a weird feeling that she had liked it when he sang. (He was right, kind of, Jace used to sing to him a lot, usually when she was trying to get him to go to sleep or to stop crying about something). He's been living alone in the outskirts ever since.
Other Notes: His main house is in a rock-face near a forest in an undisclosed location in the Outskirts. There are other abodes he has hidden in and out of the City Wall. He only leaves wherever he's staying now and again when he's so hungry from ignoring eating that he needs to hunt something down for himself.
HISTORICAL FACTS
Birthplace: He was born far away from the city, he doesn't remember where it was, but he is foreign.
Parents: He has no memory of his father, and he has completely forgotten what happened to his mom. He's relatively sure that she is dead.
Siblings: Sheer has an older sister, but like with his parents he can't remember what happened to her.
Education: His mom taught him how to read and write pretty well, and he can also do simple math. He's never been to school, so he can't do much beyond that, though he's relatively smart.
History:
Sheer does not remember parts of his past, but here is most of it, including some of the bits that he has forgotten:
Sheer's mom and dad were both hybrids who lived on their own in a house in the middle of the forest. They were always completely isolated from everyone else but they could live like that because Sheer's dad was a genius engineer and he designed the house to be able to have heat and electricity and clean water without being depended on a city and it's benefits. His mom regularly grew food for them in the garden or the two of them went hunting for food.
They were married one and a half years when they had a daughter, and they named her Jase (they really liked interesting and different names). Sheer came along about a year and a half later, and they all did well enough on their own for the next few months. In the middle of August some travelers stumbled across their house and asked if they could stay for the night and have some food. Sheer's parents agreed and in the middle of the night the travelers stole a large amount of stuff from their house. The next day they returned with more people and they all burned down Sheer's house thinking that Sheer and his family were inside. They were actually half a mile away on some kind of walk, so they weren't hurt (the travelers were part of a radical group that was extremely prejudiced towards hybrids).
His father went after them to try and get some of their stuff back because he was afraid that they wouldn't be able to live properly without any of their things. Since they lived completely alone, they needed materials to make a house and get electricity and such. Sheer's mother waited for almost a month with her two kids, but he never came back. Giving up, she took Sheer and Jase and headed towards the nearest city, which is this one.
They stayed mainly in the outskirts, and Sheer's mom was amazingly charismatic so they were usually left alone. She spent most of the time since then looking for her husband, who she never found. She couldn't make herself believe that he was dead, and she and Jace regularly argued about it. Jace repeatedly ran away, but she always came back after a few days because even though she was an angry person she didn't have anywhere to go and she couldn't make herself abandon Sheer and her mother.
When Sheer was eleven Sheer's mother disappeared. Jace was still there, and Sheer started to realize then that there were holes in his memory. Whenever he asked Jace to remind him about what happened to his mother, because he thinks he forgot something important about her, she never told him anything straight. A few months later Jace disappeared too, and then he didn't have anyone to ask because he was alone and the holes in his memory had gotten a little bit worse. He also started to have more trouble with staying in his human form than he had before. It got to the point where he was afraid to even touch other people for fear of hurting them.
GOSSIP
Known Facts:
- That he spends all day in his various houses, doing who-knows-what. (Painting, actually. But that's a secret)
- That he has been trying to avoid being caught for his entire life, but he's been having a harder time of it recently.
- That he's an uncaring jerk who's stingy with his money and food. (He doesn't do that on purpose, but no one really believes that)
Rumors:
- That he traded his soul to the devil for the ability to perform alchemy and necromancy, and that his eyes and hair are proof. (not true)
- That he's insane. (partially false)
- That he has a rich mistress. (false)
- That he nearly killed a Metal-Man and two nobles. (true)
- He's really a ghost who has come back to get revenge on the world. (Not true.)
Secrets:
- That he cannot control his ability to shift.
- That he used to have an older sister, only he cannot remember where she's gone.
- That he can paint, and also that he can sing really well.
- That there's something wrong with his memory and he regularly forgets and remembers random things.
THE PERSON BEHIND THE SCENES
Roleplayer: Pendrag0n Knight
Years Role-Playing: A while now :3
Contact: PM me <3
Other Characters: Nadia Fortuna, Lillian Goldsbloom, Idris Sen, Victor Valentine, Matthew Jones (a ton! But this guy's my last, promise, lols).
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE
**NOTE: This sample is by Rat. This character is originally hers, but I've adopted him now.***
Sheer rolled over and tried to go back to sleep. He'd had to move out of his last house, the nice and comfortable one, so now he was in a wooden used-to-be-a-house sleeping on a pile of blankets that was spread out on the floor. A hole in the ceiling let light pour in and the outside sun was in a position so that the light fell directly into his face. He blinked a few times and covered his face with his arm. Why should he get up? There wasn't any reason to do anything since today won't be any different than tomorrow. Outside he could hear the general sounds of the morning; birds talking too loudly, some people who weren't exactly talking but still making noise, and the far-off cars. It was all too loud for him to go back to sleeping so he dragged himself out of bed and pulled on a shirt. There wasn't any need for changing pants since he slept in them and they were still clean enough. He only had a few pairs of clothes and he had learned years ago not to waste perfectly fine clothes after one use. Also, he didn't own pajamas and he had to wear something at night.
The house didn't really have rooms, just one big space. It was small, so his meager possessions were already starting to make the space look crowded. Paintings, paper, and bits of trash were piled near the walls, most of the paintings were face-down or covered so it was impossible to see any of the paintings. He walked over to the music player and put it on shuffle, though he kept the volume down fairly low so the sound wouldn't carry past the walls of his current house. He hummed the tune of the song as he looked for the food he had saved from last night. Eventually he found it wrapped up in a towel so the insects wouldn't get to it. It was just pieces of chicken and some bread, but he was used to eating things like that and it tasted good to him. "I do believe it's true..." He sang around a mouthful of chicken, already feeling more awake. That was unusual, since he usually needed almost an hour to properly wake himself up.
He started digging through the pile of his paintings to find the half-finished one when he froze. Something out of the corner of his eyes had caught his attention, but when he turned around to find what it was he couldn't see anything that was special. There was just a bit of trash and one of his paintings that was particularly horrible. His brown eyes lingered on that general area for a moment and then he laughed. What was he thinking? Sheer pushed his long white hair out of his face and turned back to the paintings. He pulled the painting that he needed out and then started to search for paints.
