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[.chariot]

appearance;;
hair is slightly ruffled, he has a sharp
jawline and sharp eyebrow. he casually wears a black dress shirt,
with a suit jacket and a pair of black jeans. he is a very pasty pale
person. joel's height is about 6"0. light stubble.

name;;
Joel Skeezer

age;;
Twenty

gender;;
Cismale

sexuality;;
Bisexual

species;;
Human

personality;;
Flirty, open-minded, blunt, impulsive.

descent;;
British descent, welsh accent

[rentropy]

colin seems like a pretty normal guy. he runs a
business, owns a dog, even has a car. unfortuna
tely, normal couldn't be further from the truth.
colin jensen is a wendigo. a wendigo is a mytho
logical cryptid who feeds on human flesh. colin
is a pretty skittish fellow. despite the normalcy
he appears to possess, take one step to close w
hen having a conversation with him and he mig
ht just flee. he's incredibly anxious, and spends
most his free time playing the piano to calm hi

BASICS
name. colin jensen
gender. cismale
physical age. mid twenties
actual age. unknown
species. wendigo
APPEARENCE
height. six foot
weight. one hundred forty-eight pounds
hair color. dark brown
eye color. blue-gray
facial hair. occasional stubble
identifying marks.
NATURE
flaws. anxious, pyrophobic, metallophobic, insomniac, temperamental
talents and hobbies. piano, drawing, painting
personality type. infj-t
languages spoken. english, french, learning korean
favorite color. purple
favorite food. human liver or lung
favorite animal. aardwolf
FAMILY
blood family. deceased
pets. a male, 3 year old schipperke named tofu
ROMANCE
sexual orientation. pansexual
romantic interest. n/a
significant other. n/a

mself down. if you're lucky enough to catch him in a good mood, there's a chance you might get him to actually talk to you for more than a couple minutes. he rarely converses with humans, however, so it's difficult to find him if you do want to talk. he owns a little motel just outside a city where traveling patrons can find a cheap room for a few weeks if the pay in cash. of course, if you stay too long, you might end up colin's meal. anyone who does have the pleasure of calling colin an acquaintance say that he's difficult to get along with, and they aren't wrong. he typically has a very short fuse, and his mood can change in the amount of time it takes someone to enter or exit a room. he has numerous phobias, caused by years of living on his own and in a world full of creatures that fear him and wish to murder him. the most prominent of which are a fear of fire and a fear of touching metal objects, specifically anything made of silver, as they burn him. he hasn't had what one might call a 'friend' in over a century.

[.chariot]

The sputter of a yellow taxi were the sounds that awoke the world around Joel. He looked out the window, a blanket of mist seemed to keep the happiness out. The sky stained grey as the taxi tore through the thick fog ahead. He reached into his pocket to retrieve his phone that held no reception. Damn. He shook his phone in a short rage. He laid his phone face down on his leg. His eyes were set upon the fence that marked the edge of the road. His head bobbed up and down as they entered an unfinished part of the road, soon merging into a flat road. Joel took a peek at his driver. An old man with grey hair and a long beard. He wore scruffy clothes, a ripped plaid jumper-shirt and a pair of tracksuit pants. He wrinkled his nose at the smell that came from him. He had a bitter smell of coffee with a mixture of urine and faeces. Joel squinted and led his finger to the button on his door, pushing down on the button to slide the window down. A few specs of rain hit his clear pale skin, he inhaled the clean fresh air with a hint of pine, enough to clear his head of the driver's smell. He exhaled as he laid back in his seat, continuing to stare out of his window.

[rentropy]

the dark, cloudy atmosphere wasn't unusual for the area. colin looked out at the desolate road from the motel lobby quietly. he was sitting behind his desk, doodling on a notepad. business had been slow for the past month or so, which was typical for the time of year. cloudy days like this made him tired, and he probably would have gone to sleep by now if he didn't really need customers. eleven out of the twelve rooms were presently vacant, and the one lady and her kid weren't staying long enough for him to have a decent meal- not to mention he didn't exactly enjoy eating children. so he decided to stay awake and hope that he would have some decent business today. and if not, he would go to sleep hungry again, which he supposed was pretty okay, as long as he was still alive.

[.chariot]

The mist of the outside world began to thin out, but the sky still seemed depressed. The cool air stroking his head. A loud cough broke the silence that filled the taxi. He took another deep breathe taking in the fresh pine and dew. He began to see a few small buildings. The taxi rolled to a bumpy stop. That'll be $27.65, young man. The taxi driver turned to Joel who'd been daydreaming. He rummaged through his wallet to scrounge up some cash, handing him a twenty 9 dollars worth of coins. Keep the change. He spoke before exiting the cab. He slipped his phone into his jean pocket and led himself to the trunk, unlatching the door and grabbing a small dark grey Samsonite suitcase. Its wheels clashing with the cobblestone pathway. He dragged the suitcase behind him as he walked up a few steps heading towards the reception. Waving the taxi driver away. He hesitated at the door before entering.

[rentropy]

colin got a wicked grin on his face when he noticed the taxi pull to a stop. perfect... he thought, sitting up straighter in his seat. he smoothed down his coat and then fixed his tie before steeling his expression. this was all completed just before the man walked in. colin flashed him a smile that was supposed to be charming, but probably came off as more of a cross between charming and innocent. "afternoon," colin greeted, "how can I help you today?"

[.chariot]

Joel looked at the man behind the counter. He sensed a friendly vibe that flowed off of the receptionist. Giving a smile in return. Hey, uh, I was wondering, um, do you have any vacant rooms by any chance. He smiled as he fixed up his jacket and his hair in an anxious need of distraction. His hand went from stroking his hair to itching his stubble. Any room will do. He shyly admitted.

[rentropy]

"actually, we happen to have almost every room available. how long will you be staying?" colin opened a drawer and pulled out a guest book in which he wrote the information of everyone who stayed. he opened the book to a page with only three names written on it, then he reached for a pen and waited for the man's answer.

[.chariot]

Joel hesitated before he answered. He didn't know exactly how long he was going to stay. Hmm, lets say for now 2 weeks. Honestly, I have no idea, but, I can extend my stay if needed, correct? He laughed nervously, raising a hand to scratch the back of his head.