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I've managed to scrape something together, although the lore will likely need some work.

Aslan Yılmaz


Character Summary

 Name: Aslan Çelik Yılmaz
 Sobriquet: Akaner Ermakov
 Age: 19
 Birthday: December 25th
 Gender: Male
 Ethnicity: Turkish-Canadian
 Social Class: Noble Class
 Birth Planet: Georgia
 Occupation: Soon-to-be-Minister
 Citizenship: Philian
 Allegiance: Neutral

Appearance

 Height: 170 cm (5' 7")
 Weight: 67 kg (147 lbs)
 Build: Slim and petite
 Skin Tone: Soft brown
 Eye Color: Bright hazel
 Hair/Wig: Dark chestnut, long and silken, usually worn down
 Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: Has various scars along his shoulders and collarbone, several knife wounds on his thighs, and two lobe piercings in each ear.
 Misc: Has astigmatism in his left eye, and facial hair that he never plans on shaving
 Style of Apparel: He doesn't care what it is; as long as it's pretty and/or Rococo style, he'll wear it. Aslan will flaunt anything and everything that screams 'I look good and you don't', often (but not always) frequenting the fashionable fad among nobles that is late 18th century clothing. His favourite outfit is an elaborately patterned coat, waistcoat and breeches dyed in rich purples and crisp silver. The white wigs paired with the clothing, however, he believes can all be jettisoned into The Black where they belong.

Often, he'll tearfully subject himself to cheaper, far less extravagant clothing should it be for more comfort or to sneak out of the house and blend in with the lower classes. Worn jeans, faded shirts and low hats are his usual apparel for this.

Persona

Scholarly * Articulate * Passionate * Ambitious * Charming * Talkative

 Personality: Whether it be a person, a clay sculpture, a charcoal sketch or a particularly well-shaped leaf, Aslan is a lover of anything and everything beautiful. Mentioning a fascination with visual aesthetics is quick to open both his heart and his mouth, making him an easy target for those seeking information or wanting to nestle closer to the higher-ups. A talkative and flirtatious art fanatic, Aslan Yılmaz is the type of person to change the topic of a conversation over and over, with no warning, whenever he gets bored. He's quick to leave a jovial, borderline childish first impression to whomever he may meet regardless of class due to his sheer talkativeness and enthusiasm.

However, this conversational side of him is seldom present whilst his family are nearby-- the pressure to be perfect has him tight-lipped, well-behaved, only speaking when spoken to. Weighed down with too many lessons, stern glares and unrealistic expectations, Aslan has no one his age around to talk to about his insecurities. And so, he studies. Every day, every night, he studies. Accounting. Philian history. Then Latin. Maybe a bit of painting. How to pronounce 'Worcestershire'. How to tell if your second cousin is being nice or if he actually poisoned the tea he brought you to take your land. More painting.

Underneath everything, however, he's a free spirit who likes art and meeting new people (preferably in lower classes; they're less likely to know who he is).

 Self-Image: Disapproving glances from tutors and hushed whispers of uncles and aunts who think you can't hear can really affect how one looks at themself, Aslan managed to find out the hard way. Despite an entire decade of strict homeschooling, he feels wholly unprepared for the future. Constant stress over not being good enough wears him down to the point where he feels like he's perpetually on the verge of a breakdown. Whilst Aslan doesn't necessarily hate himself, he firmly believes that he should be much better than he is.
 Sexuality: Bisexual
 Relationship Status: Currently single, but worryingly close to being betrothed.
 Hobbies:
Painting
Photography
Speaking almost anything that isn't English

 Tics:
Fiddles restlessly with a ring on his right index finger when unsettled or in need of a distraction
Eyes go to the floor, the walls, his clothes, anywhere with pretty designs to calm nerves

 Insecurities:
Many people eye his hair oddly-- he worries that it's too long
Despite keeping his back straight, Aslan is a bit small in comparison to most people his age. He's often mistaken for a female, and is always mocked from those with more traditionally masculine views for males

 Fears:
Not meeting his family's expectations
His sexuality, along with his aversion of having children, being revealed
His practice of habitually sneaking out and mingling with commonfolk being revealed

 Likes:
Getting away from his family
The smell of parchment and paint
Dandelion seeds blowing in the wind
Rainy days
Meeting nice people
Sharp jawlines

 Dislikes :
Charcoal stains on his clothes
Alcohol
People telling him to get a haircut
Wearing fluorescent colours
Summer
Speaking French


Skills & Gear

 General Skills:
Historical knowledge
Multilingual: Latin, French
Coercion
How to sneak in and out of buildings
Political skills

 Action Skills:
Polearms
Swords
Thrown weapons - preferably knives
Some Taekwondo
Archery
Handguns

 Personal Possessions:
Clothing
Wallet - stuffed with cash, photos, a real and a fake ID
Small pearl earrings
Two revolvers named 'A priori' and 'A posteriori'
Tiny sketchbook filled with detailed portraiture and a list of names written in chicken scratch
A bundle of charcoal and granite pencils
Faded, patterned ribbon to tie his hair
Overpriced cellphone
House / car keys
Hard contact lenses and fluid for his astigmatism
Silver, ruby-inlaid ring

 Stash:
Three fencing swords - foil, épée, and sabre - hung on the bedroom wall
A three-year old laptop slathered with stickers
Expensive hover-truck he never uses
Hidden sack of love letters
Twelve floor-to-ceiling bookcases full of study material
Too many easels
A five-year old cat with three cybernetic limbs
Two entire wardrobes of clothing
Six floor-to-ceiling bookcases crammed with filled sketchbooks
Various planter boxes filled with every kind of herb and flower one can imagine; after what humans did to Earth, Aslan knows never to take plantlife for granted


History

 Opinions on Revolution:I'm all for wanting better conditions for yourself, but how exactly is something so unstable and risky as a revolution going to work? Going against the ones in charge, no matter how many you have fighting on your side, is a death wish. The resource and technological difference is incredible, not to mention the fact that a large portion of the lower classes are already on the verge of death as it is. Please don't get the wrong idea-- I'd like nothing more than to kick Holier-than-thou Albert's face in. But, just because I want to do it, doesn't mean it'll turn out good for me in the end.

 History: Aslan had known all his life that he was born as 'the back-up plan'. The Yılmaz family was very much the stereotypical noble family-- having children not to care for, but to have someone to dump their money onto when the day came that they couldn't use it themselves. An elitist family with a rather negative view on the lower classes, Aslan was born soon after his eldest and only sibling, Akshita. His mother and father were getting old and frail; Akshita was to succeed them and rise to the title of minister, inheriting most of the Yılmaz fortune and overseeing the land containing and encompassing New Cardiff, Georgia's capital city.

Aslan was just... there. He was the back-up plan. But he had no complaints. Born and raised in a lavish lifestyle, he had a marvelous childhood of relaxation and luxury. Not much was expected from him-- though he was conceived solely to make absolutely sure there would be an heir, he received surprisingly little preparation to fill an occupation. He would receive a smaller sum of the family fortune and perhaps live with his sister for most of his life, not having to worry about anything. Maybe he could even be governor, if he was bored enough.

Then, a year before Akshita was to be minister, she died.

Leaving Aslan - horribly unprepared, back-up plan Aslan - to take her place.

Understandably, the household was in a rush-- Aslan had spent most of his life lazing around, trying on outfits, drawing on anything he could find. What good is a politician who knows nothing of politics? His birthday was fast-approaching, and his parents are only getting older. How could they possibly turn a child like him into a government official and an acceptable nobleman? 

By cramming nearly two decade's worth of study into one, and hoping for the best.

 Motto:If you see something, say nothing, and drink to forget.
 Theme Song:Feel Good Inc. - Gorillaz
 Extras:
Favourite ice cream flavour: Rum and raisin

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