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LukeDeadwood

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#1
I plan on mostly using this for all of my characters that I have and will inevitably wind up making, because I have near never ending pool of inspiration for creating characters. It's like a curse really, because chances are I'm going to end with more characters than what I know what to do with. That being said, I'm pretty sure I'm not going to use half of these characters. But hey, at least there'll be a list of people to choose from, yeah? Not only that, but I'm also bound to dump little thoughts and ramblings here, for the sake of me keeping track of said thoughts. I'm not always able to write them down, but I need some way of jotting them down, whether it's for Blue Moon or some other drabble.

I will say some of these characters I tend to use universally. Meaning for one thing someone might be some kind of high school delinquent, to being some sort of well-known criminal the next. One person might be a closed off mercenary one moment, and in another they're a 'glass half full' and smiley kind of guy. It all depends on the situation I decide to put them in. Whenever this is the case, I will try to list the different personalities they can potentially have. As for the others, I'll keep a basic sheet with all the information that will be important to know. The layout will be tweaked depending on the person and on how extra I'm feeling. And just to clarify, I separate top/bottom with dominant/submissive, to differentiate between sex itself and BDSM standards--just because a dude can top doesn't mean they'll be the dominate when the kink level rises.

I don't mind any comments on this thread, but if you want to have an actual conversation about something I ask that you go to PMs for that, just so I can keep this somewhat clean. Thanks! ^^​
 
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LukeDeadwood

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#2
"Well at least I'm not allergic to peanuts."
"I can have dairy products without getting sick."
"...Damn, you got me there."

Meet the twins, the most used and universal children of mine. Their roles range from many different things, and therefore the missing pieces of information will be filled in upon discussion of story and of what you want--I have decided that these boys are meant to satisfy your kinks, so please, let your imagination run wild(respecting the limits on my F-list, of course). They're here to serve, so don't squander your chance.

From left to to right

Name: Kaerius
Age: It ranges from 19-25, depending on the situation
Gender: Male
Appearance: 5'10 with a slim yet athletic build. Messy, waist long hair that's silver with dyed in highlights of red and yellow eyes. From time to time, he might have a couple tattoos and piercings--what kind they are and their locations for both of those may vary.
Personality: Without a doubt Kaerius cocky and filled with an endless supply of snark and sass. Likes to flirt around and tease, but hardly means it unless he's truly aiming to get in someone's pants. Typically laid back and acts like he has no motivation, liking to complain just because he can, though in reality is a very active man--he's a pain just for the sake of being a pain, because that's what brothers are for(among other things, of course). He can be confident of who he is and what he does, but depending on how he's used in a roleplay, it could be a cover for his underlying fears and panic that threaten to spill and burst out of the seams. But no matter what way his confidence goes, he prefers to live life on the wild side, to take it in full stride and enjoy what he can. He's hardly serious until the situation calls for it, and will not hesitate to beat someone should they try to walk over him and his brother and anyone else he might care about. He may joke often about how he's an idiot and a dumbass, but by no means is he truly unintelligent.

Name: Veeios
Age:
19-25
Gender:
Male
Appearance: 6'1, slim like his brother though has a bit more in the way of muscle. Piercing yellow eyes and has silver hair as well, keeps it neat and short though his bangs grow back rather quickly and so they are usually swept to the one side of his face despite how it makes him look edgy. May occasionally have tattoos as well, and sometimes might have a minor disability with his right arm in the form of a terrible burn.
Personality: Veeios is much more reserved than his twin, and colder to boot when it comes to complete strangers in a public setting. He tends to have an issue with touching, not in the sense that he's a germaphobe but in the genuine sense that he outright dislikes it when someone he doesn't know touches him. Unless the situation benefits him he rarely plays nice with other unless he knows them personally, and even then he'll always be blunt no matter who it is. But sometimes he doesn't always mean to be an asshole, and will genuinely apologize for such instances. The only person he truly is kind and caring towards would be Kaerius, and it's not uncommon for him to become playful and banter with the other. He considers himself responsible for his twin and has no problems with taking care of him, and for anyone who gets close to him will find that such actions will be extended to them as well--if anything bad were to happen, he's the type to blame himself for it. He is loyal and dedicated to anyone close him and will do just about anything for them. On occasion, depending on the story, he will have a rather drastic case of OCD with very specific things and can harbor an incredibly dark side. More often than not, though, he will have a tendency for wanting to be in control and will always pay attention to his surroundings.​
 

LukeDeadwood

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#3
"Are we acquainted enough for you now, or are you gonna keep me here all night?"



Turns out I didn't keep the link of his original image...so have this screenshot from the mobile game Red Embrace as a visual stand in for his appearance because I can't find the other one(fucking kill me). Don't follow the personality displayed, again it's just for a visual reference(good God I suck, no pun intended).


Alias: Red
Name: Adam Collier
Age: Forever 22
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire
Top/Bottom: Switch
Dominant/Submissive: Switch, could be swayed to lean more to one side of the spectrum depending on the amount of bloodplay involved
Appearance: Standing at 5'8, Red lean and fit having average muscle-mass. His skin is a borderline sickly pale white, occasionally making those who neither know him or what he is concerned as to whether or not he should be working. His hair is styled much like in the reference above, though is actually typically longer and the shaved half is black, which is his natural hair color. Normally, his eyes are a golden brown, kind of like honey, however there are instances where his eyes turn a brilliant red. His fangs are not his canines, and instead rest up in his gums(think of Supernatural, but with two fangs instead of an entire mouthful). While he does not have a face tattoo, he does have a chest tattoo much like this one. He also has multiple piercings, each one colored black: a stud in the each side of his nose, two small hoops in the right side of his lower lip, one bar above his left eyebrow so there were two balls side-by-side, two piercing in his left ear and three in his right ear, and finally a stud in the middle of his tongue. His style of dress is all-in-all a punk, quite similar to what is shown in the image, nothing more and nothing less but with a different coat. His signature jacket is black leather with a bit of studding around the shoulders and stops just below mid-stomach length, with a phoenix design on the back colored in the various hues of red, orange and yellow.
Abilities: For normal skills, Red knows more than a thing or two with a saxophone and a guitar, and knows how to play piano. Whether or not he likes to admit it, he also knows how to dance as well--mostly ballet, to be more precise. For supernatural skills, he can turn his nails into small yet sharp claws at will. He does technically have enhanced healing and super speed, but there is an issue with this that will be explained in the roleplay.
Occupation: His main thing is working as the bartender for his own bar, but often tends to take commissions online for digital designs and animations and other art really.
Personality: Red is hard-headed and headstrong. He hardly gets along well with most others of his kind aside from few exceptions and it's very common for a fight to ensue because of it even though often times he's sorely outmatched--it requires very special circumstances for him to turn tail and run instead of fight. He hates the way most others of his kind behave, he hates what they do. He hates himself for what he is and he doesn't keep it a secret. He can't stand the way he needs the life force of others for his own survival and to be completely honest he's disgusted with himself--and deep down he's terrified and it brings him down just thinking into it(especially when it comes to his past), he's just real good at not physically showing it. But Red's not all hateful, spiteful and self-despising. He is quite the spitfire and will never let someone just walk over him without some form of snarky comeback with a pinch of sass--and sarcasm is basically a second language for him. And although he's a little brash and seemingly prickly, he's actually pretty easy to make trustful and more friendly. He's got one squishy heart so to say, and it's not at all difficult to make him lighten up around someone unless they have proven to be a dick. He can be quite the dedicated and loyal friend, and he'll sure as shit take more than just a punch for someone. Though it is a little bit more difficult to get with him relationship wise, as that would be when he becomes a little more reserved and made uneasy, even though he tends to occasionally flirt back when he's able to recover from someone who isn't a drunkard or creep actually outright compliments and flirts with him.
Bio: Red is the oldest of four children, his siblings being three, five and ten years younger than him. Following that order, his siblings are Matthew, Katie and Lily. He was just like every older brother, caring and protecting over his younger siblings. Was he irresponsible? Oh, plenty of times, and there were more than enough instances where he caused trouble--but that didn't stop him from taking care of his brother and sisters. As they got older, the more he would do for them. A bully harassing one of them at school? He would get involve and teach them a lesson. A bad break-up happened? He was there as a shoulder to lean on and as the muscle to beat the snot out of an ex-boyfriend or two. Not only that, but he was there to encourage and get involved with each of their interest--band with Matt, dance with Katie and furthered music in the form of piano for Lily. Art was his own interest, along with English and History. He was pretty much the definition of a grade A student aside from the troubles he would occasionally cause, always getting good grades.. Then once he graduated, he wound up moving just a few hours away to attend college, majoring in different Arts and even Mythology. That covers Red's school and family ties. As for relationships, there's not much there that's meaningful during his high school years. While he'd had a girlfriend here and there during that time, none of them ever went anywhere and he'd never slept with any of them, considering the relationships themselves never lasted long and he wasn't about to make some high school mistake. Though when he got to college, he wound up meeting someone. It was his second, to be more precise when the other man had transferred school and everyone around them would swear that it was a match made in heaven--but they were all wrong. It all happened so fast in Red's eyes: he'd been stupid, gone out to some frat for the first time against all better judgement. Drunkenly he left himself open and defenseless, easily lured by his charmer of a boyfriend right into a den of vampires. He distinctly remembers how it felt, the first bite feeling indescribably wonderful and then it being near instantly washed away with each following mouthful of fangs, feeling his life being drained away from him until he was barely clinging to the faintest shreds of life. And the change itself was horrible, the unforgettable taste of the vampire blood being forced into his system and the agony of his body's organs slowing til they worked at just the slightest fraction of a normal person--his heart near stopping of the worst of it. The hunger that ensued almost instantly was unlike anything Red had experienced and he hated it. He wasn't given a choice in leaving, unwillingly integrated into the group of vampires and he was given hardly any time to grab the important sentimental belongings before he found himself moving across the map, in one of the big cities where he was to forget everything in the past and start a new life over completely from scratch.​
 
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LukeDeadwood

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#4
"I hate how loud they tend to be, and yet I can't stand it when they're silent...isn't that just crazy?"

Here's my dude for the darker role plays.

Alias: Vulcan
Name: Cassius Darren
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Species: Up for debate, depending on the role play
Top/Bottom, Dom/Sub: Typically and Top and Dom, but I would not be opposed to some role reversal happening to him, or more mind break or anything really
Appearance: His hair is black as appears in the photo, but his eyes are actually different colors with both central and complete heterochromia. The left eye is a dull dull grey(practically devoid of everything) with a hazel inner ring, and the right is violet with a reddish-pink inner ring--though typically he wears a colored contact that matches his other eye to hide it. He stands at about 6'2 and purposefully wears baggy clothes to make himself seem like scrawny geek type. Also, located on the base of his neck are the words "Beware: Living Dead" and right beneath that are the words "Kill Me", all of which are in a cursive type font with small lettering, the second phrase being smaller than the first one.
Personality: The phrase 'looks can be deceiving' is more than an accurate way to describe Vulcan. Not only is he a victim of schizophrenia, but he suffers from Dissociative Identity Disorder as well--both of which weigh far more to the negative and cognitive side of symptoms than they do the 'positive', though hardly anyone he comes across ever realizes that he has those conditions mainly due to the fact they're usually blinded by their fear of him potentially snapping and directing his anger towards them. The symptoms of his schizophrenia are as follows: reduced facial expressions(and occasionally an emotionless tone) aside from anger and the gleams that form in his eyes, reduced feelings of pleasure(which have reduced him to using various narcotics on himself and others and effectively making him a sadist and masochist), problems with focusing and paying attention to certain things, difficulty in sustaining certain activities he starts, and thought disorders which can affect his D.I.D. As for his D.I.D, well, it gives him multiple personalities, his two well known personalities being his angry and violent and his smart and observant side--both of which flip flop so often they have practically merged into one.

Generally with this he's usually calm and collected, his thoughts racing as he plans, though with his cognitive disorder very slight things have been known to quickly tick him off and have him switching to violence because his one train of thought has been interrupted. He's the man with the plan and almost always develops a sort of God Complex with each new place he goes to, wanting nothing more than to be in charge and even going as far as to break down other criminal empires just so he can be the lone man with the power, thriving on others fearing him. He doesn't take kindly to threats and only gives people one chance to correct their mistakes when they step out of line, though depending on the severity of the rule that was broken and how he feels at the time, the unlucky person will swiftly be punished or even made an example of. He hates people getting in his way and won't hesitate to remove liabilities, but more than anything else he absolutely despises it when others lay their hands on what he claims as his, be it land or even people. With how 'in charge' this mix of personalities are, his other personalities have practically been drowned out, hardly ever surfacing or making themselves known aside from being 'voices' in his head, as Vulcan describes it(often he refers to said voices as 'they' with no context, embracing how crazy it makes him appear). Though at just the very exact moment, one can witness those other personalities coming out and notice just how different and off Vulcan would be, his schizophrenia being much more prominent during those phases. What should be noted is that all but one personality refers to themselves as 'Vulcan', the last personality retaining the original being of Cassius, that of which also suffers the most from his schizophrenia.
Skills: Though he struggles with keeping himself focused on his tasks, he's actually genuinely skilled at hacking and various forms of art.
History: Nobody knows where Vulcan came from or who he was before he became Vulcan, only his real name being held on file and that he disappeared without a trace from his hometown at the ripe age of 16. Not even Vulcan remembers much due to his disorders, his memories muddled and blurred and missing aside from certain flashes of colors and distinct smells, sometimes even the occasional voice. The only information truly known by the normal public is that before he disappeared a massacre occurred in his town, only to resurface years later when he was arrested and sent to jail for five years for distribution of drugs, and that when he was released his prosecutor disappeared before being found months later as a near literal broken shell of a man. But in the criminal underground, he is extremely well known. He's known in the drug deal business, different parts of the black market ranging from organ dealing to slave trade, and is even the head of his very own mafia.



Quick note: I don't mind editing him around to fit a different time period or whatever, I've mainly used him for modern things so I just went with that background
 
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LukeDeadwood

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#5
"Call me a seed of evil, but what's that mean if I'm conceived within your mind?"



Whenever he's not in the mortal realm, whatever you wanna call it depending on the time period or if I use this dude for a fandom world or whatever in general, you can pretty much guarantee he'll have this form. Or if the roleplay doesn't even take place in the mortal realm, this will be his main form and the one above will be the secondary one.

Name: Izich
Aliases: Nivan(human form),
Age: Really friggin old
Gender: Male
Species: Desire Demon (taking one out of Dragon Age's book, don't mind me)
Top/Bottom, Dom/Sub: Prefers to be the Top and Dom, but depending on the person or circumstance, he'd be willing to consider. Or could be forced if summoned and forced into servitude, it all depends really
Personality: Izich is a very cunning demon, far more intelligent that a vast majority of his demonic brethren and is often spoken ill of by the others because of it. He is a master of manipulation, illusions and deceit, and is no stranger to outright using mind control on the extremely weak humans though holds a distaste for the ability simply for how crude and lazy it is--he believes it's the pathetic way to get what he wants. He takes great joy in deceiving mortals, the way he renders them blind and leads them into corruption under the belief they'll get their desires, be it wealth, power or even lust(a particular favorite of his)--the greater the deceit and corruption, the greater the victory and pleasure he feels in return. One the very rare occasions it's happened, he's been one for bargaining his way out of situations where he's been overpowered and has even offered a wish, but he still manages to have upper hand nine times out of ten. Although he's usually a calm, collected and level-headed being, he utterly despises it when he's unable to get his way. He absolutely can't stand it when someone bests him and so it's easy for him to build up a grudge, to build up a desire of his own to go and get what he couldn't get out of them for there's no greater feeling of satisfaction than that of winning a battle that had previously been lost. Should he lose multiple times against the same man, the more his anger and desire for revenge grows, increasing until even he loses his so called 'morals', stooping himself down to low levels of tactics that he would have otherwise loathed to have even thought about for how cheap they are. It's quite obvious how little he cares for mortal lives, and yet there are moments where he's very different from this above persona, enough to make one wonder...is Izich truly a hardened beast now, or is there more to him? He claims to be nothing more than a demon with no memories but his deep burning hatred for mortals, but does he tell the truth? Whatever the matter is, what's know for certain is his explicit dislike of being trapped in his abstract slice of Hell.
History: Izich wasn't born a demon, nor was he a spirit that became corrupted and turned into a demon--he'd once been a human, built up of flesh and blood of the natural world. He'd been one of the kindest people to ever wander the globe. But a dark betrayal by the one he thought he could trust twisted him and made him bitter. He wasn't just led down a path of darkness, but had been pushed down the stairway leading to Hell itself. He went from the human he'd been to a swirling dark mass of burning hatred and deep desires, desires to get back at and punish everyone that had a hand in ruining him so and dropping him into the midst of insanity. It was no wonder he'd attracted the attention of a demon, but no living creature could have predicted that his will would have been stronger than the demon, for him to overthrow, integrate and consume it instead of it happening the other way around as is supposed to happen with the natural order. He'd felt power like never before, and it was no surprise he'd gone to take more of what he could. It wasn't a difficult or slow change at all for him, being guiding by his own lusts and wants made his transformation a very smooth one and in no time at all he became one with the demon world, gaining his own pocket dimension and adjusting perfectly to the demon life. But eventually the thrill faded and his mind cleared of the blinding negativity, soon realizing how trapped he was...

 
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LukeDeadwood

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#6
“I just wanted to see the sun again. I didn’t mean to hurt them...”

Faydee ft. Miracle - Unbreakable


Name: SC1-X59-14, SC1, or Number 14 to researchers and affiliated people. Real name is Nico
Species: Metahuman
Age: Presumed 27
Power(s): He has many inhuman abilities. Such as enhanced healing, inability to feel physical pain, incredible speed and strength, night vision, telekinesis, etcetera. His powers are constantly evolving and adapting to what his body’s needs to survive at that moment. To show an example of that is one instance where his body sprouted wings. This may seem like it's overpowered or whatever, but believe me he is killable and has plenty of weaknesses to counter certain abilities.
Skills/Hobbies: If he were to ever have the chance, he’d be pretty decent at playing piano
Positions: Depends, but is a Switch in regards of control. Or at least he will be a switch when sex comes into the equation. It’s very safe to assume he will be a Sub until he gets more experienced
Appearance: Nico stands at a proud 6’1 with a slim and athletic build. He has plenty of muscles to show he’s fit and certainly make him attractive, assuming his pretty face doesn’t turn a few heads to begin with. He is incredibly pale with multiple tattoos, and although his eyes are predominantly orange they have been known to flicker to different colors depending on the power he’s using. Thanks to his healing he has very little scars on his body that form from present injuries, however he has remaining scar from his time before he had his powers. Although faded, he has scars on his legs, underside of his forearms and on his back. The jumpsuit he wears has his Number ID printed on the patch that’s shown, but he tries to keep it hidden under a hoodie he stole and hides his face with a baseball cap.
Personality: Nico, for the most part, is a quiet individual. He spoke very little in the compound he was kept in and the same can be said for him now put in the world. It’s not necessarily because he’s shy, which he is, or because his face is being flashed everywhere to alert everyone that he’s a wanted man. No, it’s because he’s childish--not bratty, but childish. He’s uneducated, knowing only simple vocabulary and basic math--anything beyond things like 2+2 he needs his fingers to count, though do know he’s somehow amazing with patterns. He can’t read much of anything and would easily be enamored by things that involve flashing lights and cute graphics (think of something like Candy Crush or Cut The Rope). He doesn’t know how the world he’s living in functions and is so innocent besides the cruel tests and trials he’d been forced to endure. He knows nothing of phones and how most technologies works, knowing only what he’s picked up on while he’s stopped to steal clothes and food or what he’s heard when he’s had to camp out somewhere to rest. He knows all of that stuff about himself. And yet he doesn’t mind any of it. It’s not the best life, having to steal to live and sleep outside in the cold, but being able to see the sky and feel the sun on his skin is better than being strapped to a table with needles in his body. Although he does long for something more than just being on the run and being painted as some murderous psycho, he’s content just being free. It would be incredibly easy for someone to learn how sweet Nico actually is, even with the very minor about of mistrust he would have towards them in the beginning. He hates hurting people, and the last thing he wants to happen is to be sent back to his dark cell miles underground. The very thought of going back makes him afraid, and it’s what motivates him to keep moving so he can’t be found by those bad people.
Bio: Nico has been a prized pet of Yulily for as long as he can remember, which is just about his whole life as a majority of his memories have faded away except for a select few. He’s been the most successful subject they’ve had, having him develop power after power with no undesirable effects done to his body. He’s like a human chameleon, perfect for blending into society without anyone knowing what a weapon he’s been molded into. Though before all of that happened, Nico had been a normal boy...but very sick. He needed an oxygen tank 24/7 and had been incredibly weak, needing help with so many basic movements and motions. That is something he remembers, along with his name and that his mother had been the one taking care of him. But as to what happened, how he got to Yulily and when, has long since been blurred out and forgotten through the pain-filled stress he’s grown used to.​
 

LukeDeadwood

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#7
“There’s nobody better than me, so if you want the best…*chuckle* well, you know my price.”


Missio - The Darker The Weather The Better The Man
Small image I know, but I couldn't find a bigger version


Name: Augustus H. Cloverson, August for short. Known as Nightshade to Clients and others of the criminal underground
Species: Human
Age: 37
Power(s): It’s not necessarily a power, but he does have quite the affinity with plants that it’s almost supernatural. Also not a power, but he’s made himself immune to his own poisons. At least, they’re not actual powers unless the story allows supernatural elements.
Skills/Hobbies: Aside from espionage, hacking, and toxicology, August is quite the avid gardener. He also enjoys a good book, cooking, playing the piano, and listening to jazz and violin.
Positions: Depends, Switch if he can help it. But I'm open to anything for him
Appearance: August is a tall and slim man, 6’0 even with a lean build of muscles. His eyes are hazel with a vibrant splash of green as the dominant color. Generally, when he’s at “work”, he dresses impeccably formal and fancy as such attire is required to be near a majority of his target--common trash can’t get away with being near some rich pompous bastard, now can it? If the scene calls for it, more often than not he’ll wear a partial mask of a hare that resembles this one here, however it only covers the upper half of his face. The same applies for when he needs to meet a client face-to-face. When he’s not “working”, he loses his high end appearance for a much more lax attire consisting of a plain button up shirt and plain pants.
Personality: August is quite the serious man. He takes his gardening seriously, he takes his job even more so, and considers his studies and experimentations with his poisons the most serious of all. But believe it or not, he actually doesn’t have a stick up his ass despite his priorities. He knows how to have...well, not fun necessarily as he does tread on the side of caution, but he knows damn well how to make it fully enjoyable for himself. He’s been known to show of snark and attitude to rivals, certain people who hire his services, and even captors. August is hardly afraid of anything that can be sent his way, for seeing death the way he has made him rather numb to the whole subject even if it’s his own life at stake. Not only that, but he has no shame or ill will for what he does. In fact he does it all with pride of his handy work and his head held high. He does have a few morals, of course, in that he would never take part in something that would exterminate children or an entire race of any kind. He never writes any of his formulas or recipes down, be they for poisons or the antidotes to said toxins for he has an eidetic memory and have no need to write them down--and the notes he does write down in the process of making a new type of bane ends up being tossed in a fire to ensure nobody else can get a hold of them. This does make him paranoid in a way, but only in a small way.
Bio: Many would assume he does what he does because he had a troublesome childhood, but they couldn’t be more wrong. Although he was an orphan, it honestly wasn’t as bad as most would assume. He had good food, clothes, a warm bed, nice caretakers, a good education...it was quite wonderful. And when he was adopted it was even better. The man adopted him was rich, kind, and a genius with the sciences. It’s where August got his passion for plants and toxins, to be honest. His computer smarts came later, finding coding fascinating in the way that it operates on a series of numbers. There was an accident, however, that resulted in the loss of the man he came to know as father, but as saddened as he was her couldn’t deny the depths that piqued his curiosity. Slowly but surely he became invested in the explorations of the studies he took on, finding himself in company that was without a doubt suspicious and obviously dirty. But with the offer of vast amounts of money and the resources for his research, there wasn’t a chance he was going to turn down the offer he was given and he dropped the title of Scientist and took up the status of Assassin with no hesitation. He hasn’t looked back since and doesn’t regret any of it.​
 
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