Appearance: A more or less normal person 6ft 4in. Wears a suit a lot and has a quiff style of hair his hair is jet black, he has glasses on his eyes, and lastly a scar splitting one of his eyebrows giving him what he calls his third eyebrow. He has a small glass heart locket sort of thing that hangs from his pants pocket, made of glass, it has a crack in the middle of it. He could be called strong he has average muscle and what not.

Name: Jasper Stinson

Age: 18

Gender: Male

Rose Color: Black

Why are you in The Art Gallery: A simple look see at some famous ole' art. His reasons were sorta simple at best.

One item that was brought along: Glass heart that hangs from his pocket.

Personality: He really just doesn't care about much, in the middle of depressed and okay with whats going on.

Bio: Born deaf and in need of glasses he was always the strange kid, things were weird for him, one day everybody would be celebrating one thing he did and the next kids would be shunning him because he was deaf, his life besides being deaf was okay, an older sister, a mom, and a step dad who played music he always used to wish he could hear his step dads music. He couldn't ask for better family, and life at home was not half bad. He bought his own house with money he had saved up since he was a child, birthday money had added up, and his job at the local shop hadn't been useless. Before he left his parents home to live on his own as he had matured quickly, his mother gave him a glass heart, with a crack in the middle. It was really old, and before his sister had left she recieved a family ring. A year of struggling with life work and school, wasn't the most fun thing to do, giving him a bit of depression here and there. He decided he would go to an Art Gallery he heard of to ease himself of stress, little did he know what would happen during.