View topic - Rohan "Gully 2P" Nelson Torogoz. ♔

7 Cups of Tea · by **whisky** » Wed Aug 24, 2016 11:07 am

Level 2 !! <33
He's open to friends and such.. q v q <33

There's some new things I need to add to his info! Such as, his occupation/career success and his tattoo. (He studies endangered birbs and created a chemical (backwards pheromone maybe ?) harmful to mites that may enter the nest but safe for other species of animals.) He has this tattoo on his right bicep and it's the color in between all the others on his reference.

❝I t ' s --s a i d --t h a t --t h o s e --w h o --d o n ' t --s l e e p --c o n f u s e-- r e a l i t y --w i t h --d r e a m . . . . ❞

❝ . . . M a y b e --s o m e --d a y --w e ' l l -- f i n d --t h e --p l a c e --w h e r e --o u r --d r e a m s --a n d --r e a l i t y --c o l l i d e . ❞

Rohan "Gully 2P" Nelson Torogoz. ♔

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-------------------------Art respectfully by tpdau

. . . A-- s h o r t-- s t o r y.

"No matter how much I change, i'm still left with me." Rohan's tired eyes looked up from the floor below him and looked at his father, Miguel. He was never stern with Rohan unless he had to be, but the best part was that Miguel had an unsual calming effect that lies deep within his patience for listening to what his children have to say. Miguel nodded, "Sometimes things don't go like you plan, and some things aren't meant to be changed." Rohan grew slightly anxious at this, and looked to floor beneath him. "So i'll never get better?.. I will never change?" Rohan began to look around him and perform something called 'grounding.' His father had taught it to him to help with his anxiety. Five things you can see. A desk, a pencil, a ceiling fan, his father, and a door. Four things you can touch. His covers beneath him on the bed, the plush carpet in his room, his amazingly soft rug in the middle of the room, and his candy corn plush his parents got him when he was born. Three things you can hear. His father's voice, the birds outside, and his ceiling fan. Two things you can smell. Breakfast downstairs, and his cologne. One thing you can taste. Mmm, most defiantly breakfast downstairs. "Things will change, and you will change. Anxiety doesn't go away, but you can calm it." Rohan nodded slowly at this realization. He doesn't want to live this way in an anxious fear for the rest of his life. He knows his father won't always be there to calm him down. Miguel ruffled Rohan's hair and stood from his sitting position on the bed. "Now, come on. Your father is cooking some delicious breakfast, let's go eat. Okay?" Rohan smiled lightly, "Yeah, i'll be down. Can I just have a moment first though, please? By myself." Miguel smiled and nodded approvingly. "Yeah. Don't wait too late, your food will get cold."

Rohan inhaled deeply, and for the first time, he took the time to truly study his room. The walls were a calming blue with a beautifully white carpet beneath it. In the middle of the room was a plush rug decorated with a cerulean blue and beige and white stripes to match the comforter of the bed. A slightly expensive wooden desk, and a flat screen were in there, along with a on-the-larger-side drawer along the wall close to the door. There were Twenty-one Pilot and Mumford and Son posters hanging on the wall, and curtains almost identical to the rug fluttered lightly in the breeze. He has the second-biggest bedroom in the house, and his parents would give him anything he wanted if he asked for it. He doesn't get picked on a school, he's a cross country athlete, hangs out with a semi-popular crowd, has perfect attendance, and has a 4.0 average. So why can't he be normal? Why does he have to have anxiety? When Rohan thinks of someone with anxiety, he thinks of someone whose home life is stressful or has some issues they can't let go from the past. Rohan doesn't have ethier of those issues, and he has it made around the house. He helps with chores, but not because his parents force him, they just ask him. Rohan literally has it made. He can't help that he has anxiety though, so why does he feel so guilty? Rohan shook his head to clear his thoughts and trudged down the stairs and into the kitchen. Dave turned around enthusiastically practically shouting good morning. "It's about time you got up! Hey, i'm planing on making a machine that makes pancakes for you. What do you think?" Miguel snorted, "Don't you have other projects to finish first?" Dave rolled his eyes. "Alright, kiddo. Hurry up and eat your pancakes, you can't be late for school." Rohan nodded and ate two pancakes as instructed before heading out the door and going to school.

Tick, tock. Rohan thankfully managed to make it through the day without a panic attack. Tick, tock. Two minutes of class left. Tick, tock. When the bell rang he put his chair on top of his desk and slung his backpack over his shoulder. "Rohan, hey! Wait up." He turned and recognized the voice as Bryant, one of the football players. Oh god, what embarrassing thing did he do now? "Dude, there's this sick party tonight. You gotta come." Rohan shook his head in protest but before he head the chance to verbally say no, the bean slugged him in the arm and boomed with laughter. "No, dude. You're totally coming. There's going to be hot babes there, and like, a lot of booze. You're coming." Rohan winced in pain and covered his arm, laughing nervously. "I don't even have a ride there, I can't go." Bryant raised an eyebrow at him, and inspected him from head to toe. "Don't be a wimp. It'll be at Cassie's house. I figured you were cool enough to come but I guess not." The bean stalked off and left Rohan on the verge of a panic attack. He quickly ran to the bathrooms and locked himself in a stall while shaking uncontrollably. Rohan, even while gasping for air, did the only thing he could do. The grounding technique Miguel taught him had worked before, and it'll work now. Five things you can see. The stall door, the stall wall, my backpack, my shoes, and the lights above me. Four things you can touch. My backpack, my shoes, my hair, and the floor. Three things you can hear. My breathing, the dripping faucet, and the clicking of shoes down the hall. Two things you can smell. Disinfectant, and my cologne. One thing you can taste. Umm.. Rohan grabbed a jolly rancher from his backpack and popped it in his mouth. He inhaled deeply now that his breathing had slowed, and slung his backpack over his shoulder. He checked the time on his phone. 4:03 pm. Great. What would he tell his fathers? He'll tell them he went for a jog around the track. Yeah, that sounds good. What if they find out I lied though? Shh, shhh. Rohan tried to shove the thought deep down as far as he could. The last thing he needed was another panic attack.

His parents weren't home after school, which isn't unusual, but sometimes Dave is home early since he doesn't usually wander too far. He was thankful that he didn't have to lie to his parents, but that doesn't help his other problem. What was he going to do? Should he prove Bryant wrong and go to the party or stay home? His parents would never let him go to a party, and Rohan doesn't want to go, but his reputation is kind of on the line. What if he goes to school Monday and the semi-popular kids he once hung out with pick on him for being a goody two-shoes? Rohan walked up the stairs and into his room to contemplate what he should do. He haden't realized he dozed off until Dave woke him up by yelling telling him supper was ready. Rohan went downstairs and into the kitchen to Dave cooking chicken and rice, Rohan's favorite. While Miguel was busy with other things around the house, he set the table for his fathers and sat down in his designated chair somewhat attempting to be patient. "How'd your day go, Rohan?" Rohan twiddled his thumbs and looked down at the table, assuming his almost-whisper voice as usual. "It was fine, thank you for asking. How was yours, dad?" Miguel burst into the room laughing, "Mine was great, thank you for asking!" This made Rohan smile. "That's great, dad. But I meant daddy Dave." Miguel nodded with an 'I know,' while Dave went into talking about some new type of technology he's trying to invent and experiment with. It sounded intriguing, except Rohan couldn't keep his mind off of the party. Just the thought of going filled him with anxiety. Besides, would he really disobey his parents in such a manner? "Rohan?... Rohhhaaann?" Rohan snapped out of his thoughts and looked at his parents who sat in front of him staring intently. "Huh? I'm sorry, I didn't hear you.." Miguel looked at Dave, clearly concerned for their son. It was Dave who spoke up first, though. "Are you sure your day went okay? It looks like something is wrong." Rohan shook his head, "No, my day was fine. I'm just a little tired is all." His parents nodded and he asked to be excused from dinner. They said yes, of course, and Rohan retreated back into his room to pace the floor from wall to wall. Oh god, i'm sneaking out. I'm actually going to do it, what's wrong with me?

By ten o' clock, Rohan's fathers were asleep, and he was on his way to a party he didn't want to attend in the first place. He walked up the steps of Cassie's house, and knocked on the door. No one answered, but he could hear loud music from the inside. This has got to be the place, right? He opened the door and Bryant was absolutely right. There were hot girls everywhere, booze, and who knows what illegal drug that is. Rohan turned to leave when a hand clasped his shoulder heavily. When he turned to see who it was, it was the one and only Bryant. "Duude! You made it! Sweet!" Bryant shoved a solo cup full of alcohol at Rohan, "Here man, you deserve it!" Rohan grabbed the drink and looked down at it. "Bryant, you're drunk." Bryant yelled loudly while he was walking away and looking for another to provide some company for him, "Heck yeah I am!" Rohan had never tried alcohol before.. It only took one sip before he decided he didn't want anymore. How does anyone drink this stuff? He poured the rest of what was left in the cup into the leafy plant beside the door. Part of him wanted nothing more than to run away, but he was also extremely curious. He wanted to leave before his anxiety took over, but there were so many drunk people here that it was quiet amusing.Everything was going great. No one was really paying attention to Rohan and he preferred it that way. It'd become a game to watch everyone's behavior and place a bet on who's going to be 'staying' with who before the night was over. Only, Rohan didn't bet on anyone coming towards him, and was very startled when a female bean, his age, approached him very clearly drunk. "Wassuupp?" Rohan looked down and shrugged, "Hey." "You wanna, likkee, go and do somethingg?" Rohan shook his head no. "Sorry, you're drunk. Maybe we can talk when you're sober. You seem like a nice girl. We could maybe go out for ice cream or something sometime." The bean scoffed, "How dare a wimmmpp like yoouuu turn down someone like mee! Get out of my house you jeerk!" Rohan's anxiety switched had just been flipped. "I'm sorry, i'm not turning you down, i'm just saying we could hang out first, you know? You don't have to 'stay' with everyone you meet, you know?" This only fueled her ferocity, and shoved him back while sneering at him, "Leave, now! You, you, NEERD! You caan't evenn stomach alllcohhol!" she knocked his empty solo cup onto the floor and the whole house erupted in laughter. They were laughing at Rohan, and he knew it. He wasen't friends with hardly anyone here, of course they'd take her side over his. He panicked and his anxiety made him want to cry. He ran out the door and continued to run all the way to his house four blocks away.

His reputation was ruined anyway. The reputation he works so hard to keep safe and stable. Everything was about to change for Rohan and he knew it. The football players nor the cheerleaders would no longer associate with Rohan all because of Cassie. Because she's a cheerleader, the rest of the squad will go with whatever lies she feeds them, and her brother happens to be on the Football team, he'll believe her of course.Five things you can see. A blurry desk, a pencil, a ceiling fan, a rug, and a door. Four things you can touch. His covers beneath him on the bed, the plush carpet in his room, his amazingly soft rug in the middle of the room, and his candy corn plush his parents got him when he was born. Three things you can hear. His ceiling fan, party music, his breathing. Two things you can smell. Nothing, he can't breathe out of his runny nose. One thing you can taste. Salty tears. Nothing was helping him right now because he knew he was the one who ruined his reputation. He went to the party when he knew better, he had every chance to leave and he didn't. That Monday morning, he became clingy with his cross country buddies, and other sport athletes along with a few band nerds. He vowed to never go to another party again, and to focus on college and his future life. That's when teenage Rohan began to experiment with the chemicals that'll lead him to his future success with the birbs.

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Art respectfully by hellohihi2000

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. . . R o h a n ' s --p e r s o n a l i t y.

The first thing someone notices about rohan is that he whispers when he speaks, and doesn't usually make direct contact with anyone. rohan has social anxiety, but his family is like his safe haven, and it's not uncommon for him to have panic attacks. Rohan is very emoitional and vulnerable, but very caring. His father's are loving, and he loves to go out and do things in public with them, but doesn't usually go too many places with his friends unless he's known them for a quiet some time. He's isn't very good at english (the subject), and has developed his own quirks. Such as, he refuses to skip lines, and he refuses to put a capital letter for anything. As you could probably imagine, dave and miguel get a lot of calls from his teacher. Rohan is extremly impatient, and will quickly lose interest if waiting is needed. His tastes in things don't usually change much since he tries to settle his eyes on things that require little to no waiting time. Rohan is easily frightened, and can be gullible at times. When frightned, his go-to parent tends to be dave. A very quick thinker, Rohan will always be searching for the reason for things. He has the ability to concentrate intensely for short periods of time and would be able to accomplish quickly whatever he undertakes, as long as he's committed to it, interested in it, birb related, or it's chemistry/chemistry related. Naturally charitable, he would is drawn to serving the needs of the less fortunate. Rohan strongly believes in fairness for all. Since he is very principled in many ways, particularly in regard to his word, in return, he doesn't make idle promises. He expects the same honesty from others and becomes disappointed when he doesn't find it. Self-reliant and extremely independent, Rohan shouldn't be pushed or driven unless it's through his own will. He wants to spearhead the activity of others rather than being a follower. Give him guidelines, but not restrictions. Sports of a very active nature provides an outlet for him. Rohan is too sensitive, idealistic, and passive. He finds it difficult to concentrate his efforts for long periods of time, and has little initiative and ambition, thus making procrastination a major weakness of his. He is easily disturbed by friction between people and will go to great lengths to avoid arguments and issues. Rohan craves love and affection and thus experiences personal problems due to jealousy and possessiveness. He is easily and very deeply hurt and offended, and, at these times, can become moody and withdrawn. He has high ideals and instigates his ideas in a big way like his father, Dave. He has worthwhile ideas but often they will not materialize because he does not like to start in a small way, putting forth effort into the details. Rohan doesn't like to give the impression that he is without means and so he will be very generous at times to a fault. He likes to let on he has more than he really has. He has high ideals, but can't seem to attract the opportunities to bring them to fulfillment. He is drawn into limited environments where he will pioneer for the benefit of others. He works very hard in life but doesn't receive remuneration commensurate with his efforts put forth. He prefers to work on his own because he dislikes interference. Rohan experiences much loneliness and misunderstanding.This separateness will not engender business opportunities, but will bring misunderstandings in association. He is, however, restless and impulsive, yet very versatile and expressive. Rohan has a quick mind and will learn whatever appeals to him rather easily. He lacks practicality and stability however, and is drawn into many experiences, some of them possibly bitter, because his mind is unable to reason out or control the intensity of his desire for something old and familiar. Rohan will never really understand himself or his desires and, as a result, could experience mental and emotional turmoil. He seldom experiences the happiness that comes from peace of mind and consistent mental growth in developing the higher, constructive side of his nature. Nervousness, a sensitive stomach, and skin problems have resulted from his high-strung and intense nature. Rohan projects an appearance of reserve and indifference that restricts his effectiveness in communication. Just when he begins to see progress, or his goal comes within sight, someone steps in to take advantage of the situation to reap the rewards of his efforts.He feels his path in life is to develop his intellect in order to seek new ideas and to answer his many questions. His potential is to be analytical and logical in his thinking and he could accomplish anything on which his mind is centred, but only as long as it holds his interest.

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Art respectfully by hellohihi2000

. . . R o h a n ' s --r e l a t i o n s h i p s-- w i t h-- f a m i l y .

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With: Dave. ;; Rohan has fallen in love with chemistry though. (He watches Dave. A lot. Though he isn't crazy about technology, Dave helped him find the one outlet he does love- and that'd be chemistry.) But he's also fallen in love with birbs. He wishes to some day create a safe chemical that can be applied to or around birb nests so the babies can grow safely without the threat of mites or other harmful insects. When frightened, his go-to parent is Dave. As is when something is broken! Rohan and his father's conversations usually stay on the more serious side since Dave is the one Rohan discusses his college applications with and how he should go about creating a safe chemical that can be applied to or around birb nests so the babies can grow safely without the threat of mites or other harmful insects. Dave doesn't usually have much advice to offer about chemicals since his main expertise is technology, but man, does he try. Rohan somewhat clings to Dave on a more social level than Miguel, but Rohan certainly doesn't love one parent more than the other. Dave is the parent Rohan goes to for fast food, which is usually a no since Rohan is an athlete and needs to maintain his healthy appearance. Dave and Rohan have an excellent relationship, but sometimes Rohan gets rather bored with Dave's technical talk, and usually saunters off elsewhere for the time being.

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With: Miguel. ;; Miguel typically serves as a 'therapist' so to speak. He calms Rohan down when needed and is the one Rohan consults when there is even the slightest bit of change. Change tends to trigger his panic attacks, and miguel is oddly calming to Rohan. He and Miguel's relationship is on an emotional and mental level, and conversations are usually very personal such as how Rohan is feeling or if something is terribly wrong. Rohan finds it extremely hard to hide things from Miguel, so Miguel eventually finds out about almost everything. Something that Miguel and Rohan do together exclusively is every other weekend Miguel takes Rohan to a bird sancturary, and they sketch the birds that pass by. It sounds odd since Rohan has no artistic skills what so ever, but he enjoys doing it with his father, so he doesn't mind much.Rohan tends to be sound sensitive, and because of this, his fight or flight instincts kick in whenever he hears a loud noise. Except it's always his flight instinct that take over. He has a bad habit of jumping into the nearest father's pouch when frightened or startled, though when he calms down enough he looks specifically for miguel. If neither parent is around, he just searches for something that slightly resembles a pouch (like a blanket wrapped tightly around him or in desperate measures, he might jump into another bean's pouch.)

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