Oliver

Full Name: Oliver Jackson
Age: Just turned 18.
Appearance: Oliver has chin-length blonde hair which sticks out in all directions. He has golden eyes which sparkle when he's happy and show practically every emotion he's feeling. He looks a bit younger than he is, which he can use to his advantage.
Preferred Clothing: Loose shirts, black trousers or three-quarter lengths, his blue coat and his sailor style hat. He's almost always got James, his bird, on his shoulder.
Role: Right hand man.
Love Interest: None. He claims he just doesn't have time. Yeah, right.
Skills: A prodigy at sword-fighting, he learnt from the best in his village and can down large groups in just a couple of strikes.
Personality: Oliver doesn't quite know what's acceptable in society or not, so he usually talks to his bird, James. He's nice and bubbly, even in the midst or beating someone up. He's just learnt to deal with the fact that he's gonna be hurting people to save people. It's just the way it works if you're i n the Karakuri.

He has a habit of laughing at moments which aren't quite appropriate but tends to show his emotions, so if he's angry (which isn't really often) or happy, he'll just show it, no matter what situation he's in. Oliver just doesn't seem to care about things like 'fitting in' or 'making good friends' although he has made some good friends in the Karakuri. He takes his orders from the Leader seriously and is sometimes called the 'Devil of the Puppets'. Those who know him well enough though know that under his unchangeable smile is a sick, twisted person, who often only comes out when his bandage on his left eye falls off.
Distinguishing Features: The bandage over his left eye.
Charm Point: Oliver's golden yellow eyes.
Likes:
★ Tea
★ Biscuits
★ James
★ Sunny days
★ Being called weird
★ Sweets (as long as they're bitter)
Dislikes:
★ Coffee. He calls it 'The vulgar drink'
★ Pigeons
★ Boring things, like classical music, though he doesn't mind interesting instrumentals.
★ The Government.
Fears:
★ Losing his other eye
★ Claustrophobic
History:
Oliver lived in a village with his parents and his sister, leading a quiet life and being taught how to sword fight by the village chief. Everything was fine, until one day, he left to go to the neighboring town and when he came back, nothing was there. The ground was burned, dead bodies were thrown into a pit and it had already been wiped off all the maps. Someone attacked from behind and tried to kill him. He faked dead until the guy left and only realized when the shock had passed that his left eye was now useless, he was half blind. Oliver had no idea why, but he knew it was the Government.

Immediately, he went to a faraway town, and decided to build up his life there, becoming obsessed with getting revenge on the Government. He's killed a few officials secretly, not leaving a trace, and that's when he was called of become part of the Karakuri. He accepted immediately and has moved up in ranks ever since.
Resonance
If the flame of the united souls
ponits at your chest,
is a resonance stronger than words
being heard now?

I'm not watching the necessary
I'm even getting entwined with destiny
Our destination is completely the same
Run through the unbearable night!

The glitter I pursued too much,
continues into a bad dream

If the flame of the united souls
ponits at your chest,
is a resonance stronger than words
being heard now?

What do you think of the excuse for meeting each other by chance?
I was charmed
touching the minutes of the wounds of that moment
I'll surely get used to them

There are lies and disguises
Kicking the twisted world
Together with you,
I want to see the end of this likely to break trance

If I don't do it alone, the hand I grab will
be too kind to me

I can promise you everything
because there is no tomorrow
More than yesterday, let's try to
believe a little more in our extra bonds

If the flame of the united souls
ponits at your chest,
is a resonance stronger than words
being heard now?


What do you think of the excuse for meeting each other by chance?
I was charmed touching the minutes of the wounds of that moment, I'll surely get used to them

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