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username;; Tea&Tae
▽ name;; Erin Schmidt
▽ gender;; Male
▽ age;; 19
▽ birthday;; December 25
▽ Human/angel/Fallen/Seraph(please specify): Human
▽ eye color;; Stormy blue
▽ hair color;; Raven black
▽ height;; 5'3
▽ scars;; N/A
▽ tattoos;; N/A
▽ + traits;; He's obsessed with making sure things are clean, so usually he keeps things tidy. His love of music allows him to be able to identify any music playing in the room, and sometimes he makes the spur of the moment choice to spurt out the song and song artist.
▽ - traits;; He rolls his eyes often, and makes a 'tch' sound to mostly anything he doesn't like. (even if it doesn't, it's a bad habit) Erin is not very outgoing, so opening up for him can be difficult the majority of the time.
▽ likes;; Cleanliness and solitude. From his first memories of cleaning whilst enjoying music alone it would fill him with a sense of accomplishment and joy. The sight of a clean room while jamming out to your favorite tune is oddly satisfying to him. He also enjoys a good spot of tea every now and then, and is his favorite beverage.
▽ dislikes; Loud and rude people as it ruins his enjoyment. Any height based comments as he does not enjoy having such a small stature.
▽ history;; As a young boy, Erin grew up in a disgusting environment full of cockroaches and dust on every surface of the household. So, his mother was poor, and by default, he didn't grow up with many necessities such as a clean home. His father had gotten his mother pregnant through her getting drunk at a bar one night, taking advantage of the drunk woman. She was a young and attractive foreigner in a strange and alien environment. Her reason for coming to Germany was for new opportunities she did not have in Japan. To get away from the worries of her past, she went to a bar to get drunk. Her tipsiness lead to him being born, and even though she wanted to support her child she had little to no money. This was why she had taken 3 jobs to even pay the mortgage. To make his mother happy, he took up the habit of cleaning the house. At first his cleaning skills were deplorable, and the woman barely noticed. Though over time he'd developed the habit of playing music to fill the emptiness of the house while cleaning. After becoming skilled in the art of cleanliness, he'd decided to pick up a language. That turned out to be English. It was a very practical language and was fun to learn.
Over the years, the woman eventually grew sick and died from working herself too hard. At one of her jobs, she was forced to work overnight in the rain for over 8 hours. In this time she'd contracted pneumonia. When she died, Erin was the mere age of 14. Obsessed with his work, he'd clean the house top to bottom until the bank had come to take the house away. During that period of time Erin began to drink black tea, as from some things he'd learned he thought it would keep him healthy enough to maintain the space. He also had a fondness for the drink. After the house was returned to the bank, Erin was admitted to an orphanage in America. Eventually his disgust of the place and how unclean it was caused him to run away. Over the years he learned to effectively steal and disappear without a trace. Some part of him still loved his mother, and the other blamed her for leaving him alone. Now at the age of 19, Erin lives in an abandoned tenant building by himself, stealing and taking backhanded jobs for survival. And even despite all this?
His room of the tenant was the cleanest place in the entire building.
▽ crush;; Nah
▽ secret crush;; Nah
▽ boyfriend/girlfriend;; Open
Other; Erin likes to hold his cups from the top, especially dainty tea cups. This is because of an accident in the past. At that time he didn't have much money, but he did however still want to drink black tea. After buying the expensive leaves, he made himself a cup and then promptly broke the handle off a small teacup. The cup shattered to the ground and with it the tea. Ever since he's been paranoid of breaking the handle off so he instead holds it awkwardly by the top.
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▽ name;; Xander Loxcson
▽ gender;; Male
▽ age;; 18
▽ birthday;; July 20[size=85]th
▽ Human/angel/Fallen/Seraph(please specify): The Seraph of Vengeance
▽ eye color;; A striking blue
▽ hair color;; Platinum blonde (The picture above is in black and white obviously)
▽ height;; 5'5
▽ scars;; N/A
▽ tattoos;; N/A
▽ + traits;; Observant and willing to learn. He's open to new things and has a keen eye for small details. He's intelligent with the ability to quickly evaluate someone with one glance.
▽ - traits;; Though he is smart, he can sometimes be ignorant. He's hypocritical and awful at talking to any other living human being. And sometimes he's even willing to fight someone if they make fun of his young appearance. And despite himself he gets angry and holds grudges for a long time.
▽ likes;; He loves to size people up for the hell of it. If asked, he'll judge someone by their size and stature with one glance. He also strangely enjoys yoga, saying it allows him to relax himself whenever he gets overly upset.
▽ dislikes;; Anyone who would dare say anything negative about the other seraphs. Unlike some beliefs, he cares for other and would be beside himself if they were hurt.
▽ history;; It's no secret Xander loves knowing things about others, but why was he the "Seraph of Vengeance"? In all honesty he was always a boy who held grudges. In the small rural town him and his family lived in, his family was ridiculed by others. His mother worked at a brothel and every man within the area knew her. This didn't help that when he was a child he would make it his personal mission to make anyone who made fun of his mother's work regret those thoughts. Usually with a solid punch in the face or to older men a kick where the sun doesn't shine. Vengeance always was on this young boy's mind despite himself truly being a shy boy. It was always when someone made him truly pissed of he wouldn't be able to control himself. To balance out the contradicting personalities, he became a young scholar, wanting to prove that something good could come out of his mother. Many called him a mistake, which probably didn't help his anger issues.
When the people wanting to create "false angels" found him, he put up a resistance insisting on defending his mother. Though he defended her like a mother bear to her cubs, she didn't care for him much. He was a mistake to her, though some form of motherly instinct wouldn't allow her to get an abortion. When he was taken away at this young age of 11, the constant experiments only made him more curious. Furious. But curious. On one hand he was interested as to how the hell everything was happening, but on the other a burning hatred of the people who caused him pain. After finally having enough of the pain, Xander was able to escape the compound of his own accord. Even after all those years, he ran back to his mother. After arriving, he'd learned she'd moved away 3 years prior after being violently assaulted constantly by a group of disgusting men.The young man felt abandoned, and after escaping those scientists Xander has been on the run ever since, trying to find the men who'd attacked his mother.
▽ crush;; N/A
▽ secret crush;; N/A
▽ boyfriend/girlfriend;; N/A
Other; About it, if his character changes through the roleplay I apologize.
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