name:
Lucas.
gender:
Lucas is a male :3
personality:
♫ Lucas is a very quiet chap, he doesn't talk much.
♫ He likes to hum random tunes when no one is around though, and enjoys listening to others sing.
♫ He is a bit clumsy- The hair that dangles in his eyes has effected his eyesight - he often bumps into things.
♫ Although Lucas is a very kind soul who wouldn't hurt a fly, he has a strange interest in morbid things such as blood.
♫ Lucas is a bit of a wuss, often he will run from danger or try and hide. He hates violence and rarely fights back.
history/background:
To be quite honest with you, his background isn't too dramatic or amazing. He grew up in a happy home as an only child, and his parents did all they could to raise him right. However, his father kept him wrapped in cotton wool, so to speak, and his mother always knew what he was up to- this caused Lucas to become a bit shy and introverted. He often wished that he had siblings to play with, and perhaps if he did his parents wouldn't be so protective of their only son. But he is very happy with his life, and he is glad that he had parents who loved him no matter what, he had heard many stories about parents who left their children, or hurt them in many ways.
Lucas moved away when he became of age, his parents overbearing watch made him too stressed to stay with them forever. He learnt a few life lessons on the way, mostly because at first he moved into a rough area unknowingly and due to his passive and quiet nature got picked on and taken advantage of. He didn't make many friends, he was far too shy to strike up conversation and he seemed to lose his tongue when there was a pretty girl about- he often got teased about his social anxieties which made him more reluctant to bother trying to make friends. He often enjoyed days dozing by the river, loving the sound that the rain made as it pitter-pattered into the babbling brooks. He didn't like the fact that his mane got a bit waterlogged, it had always bothered him that his fur seemed to be thicker than everyone else's(but at least it kept him cosy in the winter!).
He moved again when he found it too hard to interact with the people he had familiarised himself with when he went about the village, and deciding that he liked the idea of moving every few months to avoid what could be awkward situations, he decided that he would travel to different towns until he found somewhere that felt like home. He has yet to find this place, but he is sure that when he does, he will meet a girl and fall in love, have a few kids maybe and just live a quite life, just as he had always done.
art:
/still a wip/
Lucas.
gender:
Lucas is a male :3
personality:
♫ Lucas is a very quiet chap, he doesn't talk much.
♫ He likes to hum random tunes when no one is around though, and enjoys listening to others sing.
♫ He is a bit clumsy- The hair that dangles in his eyes has effected his eyesight - he often bumps into things.
♫ Although Lucas is a very kind soul who wouldn't hurt a fly, he has a strange interest in morbid things such as blood.
♫ Lucas is a bit of a wuss, often he will run from danger or try and hide. He hates violence and rarely fights back.
history/background:
To be quite honest with you, his background isn't too dramatic or amazing. He grew up in a happy home as an only child, and his parents did all they could to raise him right. However, his father kept him wrapped in cotton wool, so to speak, and his mother always knew what he was up to- this caused Lucas to become a bit shy and introverted. He often wished that he had siblings to play with, and perhaps if he did his parents wouldn't be so protective of their only son. But he is very happy with his life, and he is glad that he had parents who loved him no matter what, he had heard many stories about parents who left their children, or hurt them in many ways.
Lucas moved away when he became of age, his parents overbearing watch made him too stressed to stay with them forever. He learnt a few life lessons on the way, mostly because at first he moved into a rough area unknowingly and due to his passive and quiet nature got picked on and taken advantage of. He didn't make many friends, he was far too shy to strike up conversation and he seemed to lose his tongue when there was a pretty girl about- he often got teased about his social anxieties which made him more reluctant to bother trying to make friends. He often enjoyed days dozing by the river, loving the sound that the rain made as it pitter-pattered into the babbling brooks. He didn't like the fact that his mane got a bit waterlogged, it had always bothered him that his fur seemed to be thicker than everyone else's(but at least it kept him cosy in the winter!).
He moved again when he found it too hard to interact with the people he had familiarised himself with when he went about the village, and deciding that he liked the idea of moving every few months to avoid what could be awkward situations, he decided that he would travel to different towns until he found somewhere that felt like home. He has yet to find this place, but he is sure that when he does, he will meet a girl and fall in love, have a few kids maybe and just live a quite life, just as he had always done.
art:
/still a wip/
