I'll have to drop out unfortunately due to IRL issues (for once in a positive light, working on getting a promotion), I sincerely apologize and wish you all the best!
Previous Occupation:
Street Performer
Personality:
A bit of a pacifist except by means of self-defense, the boy is completely untrusting of most people. Drake tries to avoid violence like a plague, having grown up in a household where he tried to stop it from happening on a consistent basis. That said, his temper sometimes causes violence to find its way around to him anyway. He’s generally cool-headed when unprovoked, but doesn’t tend to like anyone getting too close to him. Drake has absolutely no idea how to have fun or goof around much and has a fair amount of anxiety in social settings that he does his best to hide. In some cases he can come off a bit cold at first - a defense mechanism of his - however if one earns his loyalty, there’s a much kinder, protective side to him that will begin to show its face.
Skills:
Drake is incredibly street smart. Without any real intimate education, the boy lacks any advantage on the intellectual spectrum, but he’s learned enough from reading in his earlier days to at least fake his way up. His potential for schooling is likely far above average.
Drake grew up in a seemingly normal household at first. His elder brother Jhock was quite a bit older than him, leaving a gap in their generation, but his younger brother, Kyle, was a bit closer in age. The age gap played a huge role with Drake and Kyle’s relationship, the two of them growing to be practically inseparable while Jhock adopted the role of babysitter.
It was this kind of dynamic that caused problems later on. When Drake’s parents got a promotion and had to travel abroad, Jhock graduated from babysitter to caretaker. This was a lot to ask of a kid just reaching high school and Jhock wound up taking a huge psychological hit. The ported money their parents sent him was used for alcohol and drugs, and the rest was cheap, boxed meals to feed the other two in the house. Drake learned how to cook because of this, but that didn't make things any easier for them. Jhock was pretty quick to develop bad habits and sent a metaphorical middle finger to his parents, playing hookie at school and leaving Drake and Kyle alone at home more often than not. Their parents rarely came home to visit much, and when they did, Kyle and Drake were forced into silence, as one of the worst habits Jhock had picked up was physical abuse as means of control.
This neglect and abuse blossomed as the years went by, with Drake learning to play caretaker for his younger brother when Jhock wasn’t home and, in some cases, hiding Kyle and himself from Jhock when he was. It was rough, but at least the two had each other, and they only continued to grow closer as time passed. That was until one fateful day, when Jhock returned drunk and angry to find a certain someone had spilled grape juice on the carpet. It was Drake who did it, and yet enraged eyes immediately fell on Kyle as the culprit. Their elder brother smashed a bottle against the nearest wall, the neck of it in his hand, and approached Kyle with a predatory stumble. Drake, feeling he had no other choice, stepped between the two only to get knocked aside so hard he struck the ground and wound up in a daze. This interruption only threw Jhock into a blinding rage, and what happened next, well...
The image of his 9 year old brother unmoving on the floor, bleeding out, not breathing...
It was an image Drake had trouble getting out of his head to this day.
Jhock blamed him, told the almost 15 year old kid it was all his fault and that Kyle would still be alive if he’d been a better babysitter. If he could have been stronger and able to stand up for himself. If Drake hadn’t made him angry, this wouldn’t have happened. Jhock simply couldn’t handle what he’d done and shifted the blame, but that didn’t stop Drake from feeling somehow responsible for murder while Jhock went off to shut himself inside his room.
When Drake finally came around to check up on his elder brother - to apologize and seek advice on how to fix everything - he was met with the image of Jhock hanging from the ceiling, a noose around his neck.
It was too much.
It was all his fault.
He had to go.
Tears in his eyes, the boy grabbed as many belongings as he needed, strapped his guitar to his back, hopped on Jhock’s motorcycle and left. He kept going, kept driving, no destination in sight. No goals, no future. Only numbness and a need for survival. The bike eventually ran out of gas and he ditched it on the side of the road. His guitar earned him money, and money earned him food and an occasional hot shower, but he never craved more, never felt he deserved it. This was his life now.
One day, he was tuning his guitar in an old, dusty alley when he heard a noise. A sort of ticking like that of a clock. It was coming from the opposing wall, one decorated in urban artwork of a portal and other various pictures reminiscent of LSD induced trips. Setting his guitar down, he approached it, moving to lean his ear against the wall. What he didn’t expect was to fall right through it, winding up in Wonderland.
I am sorry that all I have done is upset everyone. I guess this RP is over as everyone is now either, fighting, muting, losing interest or doesn’t know what to say since this is so upsetting. It seems easier to express myself here as everyone is still going back and forth in Discord with my voice not being heard. I thought we had a strong team and a happy one but I’m worried that isn’t the case. I hate denying profiles. This....all of this is why....I didn’t want anyone to leave. I gave the option of doing loved other passed characters or trying something new but that didn’t do any help.
I have failed Midnight. I have failed my players. I have failed my Co-GMs.
I am so sorry. I didn’t say anything negative. I tried my best and it just went to hell....I can’t breath and I’m crying over the lost of possibly this RP which could have been great and the loss of friends....
I’m so sorry....
Right now it doesn’t seem like anyone wants to stay.