Oh jeez, sorry for forgetting about this.
Will report to the ooc shortly.
Name: Arnold Niets (Pronounced: NEETS)
Race: An “Unfinished”
Mental Affliction: Because of what he is, he was brought out into the world without being complete. He has a small spectrum of emotions and at random times very frail physically and others he can’t (literally) be touched. People and things just pass through him.
Bio: Niets a cast away from his official home due to his unfinished state, this was seen as a high-curse. Abandoned as a child and picked up by other Unfinished’s, he was one of the most ill complete people on record. Others had at least spots of color, more emotions, actually able to stay within the bounds of reality.
Later in life, in about his mid-twenties he went to a fairly unknown school of which he practiced surgery. His passion of cutting things open became that of an obsession, constantly trying to find out how things work. In a stint of self-closure while not being able to cut something open he began working on himself, hence the stitches all over his body.
The screw in his head could be explained during his “Modification” phase, where he had the need to “fix” creatures of all backgrounds. Which apparently included himself. Later he found his way to Osmond’s, landing himself a Doctor’s position after looking for work wherever he could be accepted.
Pic or description:
I picked this particular picture on purpose. Arnold’s look appears flat, just all white with a purple outline. His appearance is very distinguishable.
Any Extras you'd like to add: The screw in his head controls a wide variety of things about Neits, sometimes his emotions, his state of consciousness and even his state in reality. Excellent in hand-to-hand combat.
Fears: Becoming fully complete (the effects of this on him are unknown so he fears the worst). And having certain aspects of his condition becoming permanent instead of being random.
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GAH! xD I only now just found this...how silly of me...Sorry for posting in the wrong thread! ^_^ anyways, I hope I'm not too late... I made a few edits to make him seem more believable so...yes.
Name: Timmothy Laurent Maxwell
Age: Appears seventeen but real age is unknown it's currently defined at 780 years.
Race: Ghostly Were kitten
Mental Affliction: Due to lack of treatment in his world, Timmothy suffers from a severe case of Schizoaffective and a Sadistic form of mania. His mind forces him to become catatonic when in stressed situations or see's/remembers something he doesn't want to see. The only time his emotions are heightened to giggling or anything remotley happy is when he hallucinates blood on the walls and his Manefred (a black butterfly that glows red) 'orders' him to take care of someone. From there it's just his mania and results in violent outbursts that end up with him usually in his cell shouting incoherent phrases and giggling incessantly.
Bio: Born a real long time ago in a world long, lost and forgotten. When Timmothy arrived at the institute, his file only labeled it as 800SR (equivalent to 800 B.C earth time). His current occupation was a dependent at the time and after the age of ten disappeared from the town he was born in (Which was known as Elenad). It was later discovered the reason was of his run in with a were cat. Due to his age at the time (seventeen), he was changed to a were kitten and taken in by his ‘father’.
The next time the boy would appear would be during the wars of his world as an apothecary (which so happened to be owned by the were cat). This is around the time of his chemical eye injury and after that, became really sensitive to salts and lived off of a bland diet. From here, he lived out quietly and not much of a danger to any until the Great War. Around this time, enemies invaded his homeland and took him captive. It is still unknown what they did to him but whatever it was, Timmothy would disappear from the world again until 20SR. He was arrested by the sheriff for assaulting a young woman and cutting out her tongue. They immediately referred him to the king who gave him the option of becoming a torturer or dying at the guillotine. Timmothy chose and would be known throughout his world’s history as ‘The Devil’s Child’. With his tan skin, white blind and severely injured eyes and burn scars around his temple, brow, and ears it was no wonder how they got the name.
The end of the Great War collapsed Timmothy’s home as well as the lives of millions in his new home country. Timmothy was arrested and sentenced to death by hanging. His final words: “The world is mine, free for me to crush it flat!”
Timmothy thought he was going to die and technically he did. Heaven of course would not take him so upon his arrival in hell; the devil looked upon the boy and refused him entrance to hell. Timmothy growled and suffering one of his mania’s attacked one of the devil's demons in a vicious rage disguised as pure glee. The devil took no notice and with a snap of his fingers was bound for Osmond’s institute in a flash. The nurses were forced to tranquilize him so they could bind the boy to prevent harm to him and them. He was then taken to a cell where he has gone through occasional testing with different medications.
Pic or description: Short at a height of 5”8 with a small body form and slightly underweight at 140 lbs. He has tan skin and white hair (originally russet but after his imprisonment turned permanently white) over his white, blind eyes. Veins are seen prominently around his eyes to indicate burn scars which show as red tissue. His attire consists of a black hooded leather shirt with buckles that hold empty weapons. The buckles have been removed for Timmothy’s safety and have been replace with restraints. His legs are covered with baggy cotton pants with those same restraints. And he remains barefoot mostly.
Anything you’d like to add: Most of his medication to stabalize his mood harms him instead of helps him since Valproate, Carbomaze and Lithium salt all contain a chemical that has shown harmful affects such as eyes bleeding tears, and various burn marks on him.
Fears: Salt or anything with salt in it.