"Hello. How are you?"
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Vocal Theme || Notice, Mr Zombie That I Am Your Classmate Too| Korean Zombie Deskcar OP
Leitmotif || Those Who Will Challenge The Divine Will | Demonbane OST
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Name
Rook Foster
Name Meaning
No particular meaning behind the name
Age
17
Role
Male 2/Basically Archer to a lesser degree
Leitmotif || Those Who Will Challenge The Divine Will | Demonbane OST
Name
Rook Foster
Name Meaning
No particular meaning behind the name
Age
17
Role
Male 2/Basically Archer to a lesser degree
Appearance
Hair Color
Black
Eye Color
Blue
Height
5'9"
Weight
155 lbs
Hair Color
Black
Eye Color
Blue
Height
5'9"
Weight
155 lbs
Personality
[Naive] [Outgoing] [Selfless] [Optimistic] [Kind] [Honest]
People looking for some ulterior motive behind Rook's character are bound to be disappointed -- he currently is nothing more than an existence who seemingly lives for others; an anomaly of sorts to the selfish world he lives in. A sense of duty to his fellow man is very prevalent, although not to a fictional degree, as he would never neglect to tend to his physical health or important matters. But, be it in academics or manual labor to even personal issues, one would only need to ask Rook when he has the time and he would never say the word "no" to their request. It is very obvious that his admiration of his father had led to this kind of behavior.
Rook can be said to be a very sociable person, seeming to hate quiet situations. Whether its a person he has known for all his life or a person he has simply just met, he will strike up a conversation with them. There are exceptions, of course, as he won't approach someone obviously in a bad mood or holding the air of a demon. While he does not tend to hold grudges, he does have people he likes and dislikes, and obviously won't approach the ones who have earned his ire.
He is a very honest and trustworthy person. He is usually pretty straightforward in his opinion on people, but he does attempt to soften the blow when speaking of flaws or things he doesn't like about them. Rook is not known to lie often, if at all. When asked a question, the best he can offer is an attempt at redirecting the conversation or a shoddy attempt a giving a vague answer. It should be obvious, but if he were to attempt to lie outright, it would be hard to believe him as he is horrible at it.
Rook hopes to be seen as a helpful and kind person, and is determined to make this a general opinion about himself. He does things for other people expecting no reward, but secretly loves praise as it confirms he has been useful. Likewise, he absolutely despairs when he is seen as useless, and is unable to tolerate doing nothing for too long. While most dislike busywork, it is often the best sedative for Foster's mind, as he keeps him feeling relevant.
He attempts to be an optimist. Although his history has proven otherwise, he still foolishly holds onto this belief though that's not to say he hasn't questioned this method of thinking after a recent event. Rook has a tendency to believe in the "goodwill of people" a bit too much for his own good. He can be a bit gullible to strangers rather than assuming the worst of them. He will look at himself and question what he did wrong before he even glances at someone else.
As one might guess from his existence needing confirmation in the form of usefulness, Rook is actually not very self-confident. He thinks very lowly of himself and tends to think higher of the people around him, even if they might not be the most pleasant. He is not capable of returning an insult, as he is more likely to agree with someone calling him "stupid" than to get angered by it, but usually laughs it off instead.
Likes
- Strawberries - His favorite edible item. Anything with strawberries or their flavor will typically be his favorite.
- Heroes- Fictional or not, he adores them. He has always been captivated by stories of hope and justice, and respects the ones in real life, too.
- Chores - Too much freetime gives him too much time to think, and that is a bad thing. Foster would rather do busywork than have nothing to do.
- Letting People Down - More than anything, he hates being useless. He feels as though he has no other redeeming features, so he must prove to be capable.
- Sweets - With the sole exception of anything strawberry-related, he actually can't stand sweet tastes.
- Pessimists - Because if Rook did not have blind hope, then what would he have? Rook is simply unable to agree with such viewpoints, they would contradict his very character up until now if he did. Hope isn't... wrong, at least he thinks so.
Motto
"If you want to be strong, smile! He who can smile, even when he's so sad that he wants to die, when it's so painful that he wants to give it all up and run away, is the one who becomes strong." - Atro Spiker
Biography
Rook Foster was always grateful to have been born to his two loving parents of the middle-class. His mother was, in his father's words, "The best machinist you could ever want, and a good cook, too!" and his father, in his mother's words, was "A true hero, and a decent husband". Rook's parents had ensured he grew up in a caring household, even if they could not always be there for him.
When he was but a small little child in preschool, Rook was a fairly timid boy who had trouble making friends. He wasn't particularly attractive, he was one of the slower boys in his class, and he wasn't particularly bright. Sometimes, he would even find himself being picked on by the more cruel children. This led to him using comic books and tv shows to escape from a harsher reality, where the heroes existed. Rook was a huge fan of the word "hero". It was because he knew a real-life superhero. His father was a member of the recently-formed Fast Acting Rescue Team, a specially-reserved group of personnel who were called upon in the event of an emergency involving airships. He saved lives as his job, how cool was that? A young Rook idolized his dad and wanted to be a hero just like him. An unfortunate truth was that his father's occupation took him away most of the time, but that didn't ever earn the boy's resentment. His father always gave such good advice when he was home that it did not matter. "Always be respectful, always smile, and always help!"
Rook Foster had eventually adopted a volunteering nature one day after his father told him that. Being of use to others was something he wanted to be good at. He found shortly after that when you help people, they tend to be a lot nicer to you, even if you aren't super strong, fast, or smart. It was only a bit after that he met his two best friends. He met his male friend when he offered to take the young boy's place cleaning the restrooms. Apparently, he had made a mess and this was a punishment, but as long as it had been clean, that was good, right? The very next day, he and the boy hit it off and became quick buddies and he even learned that his and Rook's father were both part of the same team.
His other friend was a girl he had had a crush on for quite a while, but never really had the chance to talk to. At first, she seemed like an uncaring young girl who had a tendency to become angry at a moment's notice, but Rook had seen her tending for a wounded animal in secret before, even giving it a name and playing with it. It seemed as though she simply couldn't express herself properly, was all. His first real encounter with her ocurred when his other friend suggested he help her with a project she was running late on. While Damon was not confident just how much assistance he could provide, he tried his very best. In the end, the girl had gotten the project done and a good grade at that. From that point on, they were friends too! He... found out that he was just as bad with expressing his own feelings, at least towards her. He did not confess to her.
It was then that Rook soon became fairly popular amongst his peers. Everyone offered a friendly face to him, and he would never hesitate to help where he could, but that often gave him little free time for himself. It also appeared as though nobody wanted to return any of his favors. But it was okay. They were all busy, after all, and he would not want to bother them with selfish requests. If other people were happy, then he, as an aspiring hero, should be happy too.
Sometime after his 14th birthday, Rook was hit with the very tragic news of his father's demise. An airship had crashed and killed a few people, but some children were alive inside. His father had essentially dived into an unsafe heap to rescue those who remained, but became trapped himself. Worse yet, some of the team sent to help him had perished inside in the attempt. In the end, Rook's father had caused the death of a few of his fellow members, but had managed to save the kids. Hearing this had certainly caused Rook to despair, his idol and his father not only dying, but being seen as a fool by the very public. When Rook returned to school after the accident, it was as though he had caused the airship crash. Every student in his classroom had given him a wicked glare, while some even muttered things about him he would rather not repeat. Rook personally could not believe it. His father was supposed to be a hero, so why were people angry at him? Rook only had to look at his best friend's face to realize why that was.
Wasn't his father also part of...
Rook was not brilliant, but he was not stupid or dense, either. He was just... in denial, or rather, he wanted to believe a better truth than the one this world held. It had always been clear as to why people hung around him. Rook could be used for free. He was convenient. And that is all his classmates ever saw him as. Not a single person had ever repaid his kindness, and nobody showed any real concern about dumping something on him. But he closed his eyes, doing his best to occupy his mind with happier thoughts - he wanted to think everybody was good. This situation, however, made it impossible for him to not personally recognize just how little he meant to the other people.
Rook could be considered a pawn to be thrown away when it came to popularity. People would come and talk to him and chat with him, but only when they needed something. However, Rook's friend... was truly popular. People always wanted to hang out with him, to hear things about him like what he wanted from life and what his favorite things were. So when Rook's father had inadvertently caused the death of his friend's father, the class had absolutely no problem siding against Rook. They did not have a single good thing to say about his father, who had rescued those children from a fiery death. The man who did not hesitate to save children at the expense of his own life was not remembered for this, but for being the one that killed Rook's friend's dad. He hated this. He absolutely hated everything about this situation. These people who would insult a hero! These people who used him! Rook was angry.
But he apologized. Rook apologized for what his dad had done, even ignoring his own feelings. His friend wasn't angry at Rook or his father, simply depressed at his loss, and Rook couldn't stand to see that. So he swallowed his anger and sorrow and offered an apology and a shoulder for his friend to lean on, even though Rook could have used the same. The class, unsurprisingly, mellowed down once it was clear that Rook and him had made up. It was almost like magic, one could say. From that point onwards, he realized he was treading on thin ice, however. He was angry that they insulted his father for saving people, but he realized what would happen if he hadn't taken things the way he did. He would be left alone, bullied once more and now that his father was gone, he did not really have anybody left if he were to lose his two friends. He was scared of an outcome like this, so he remained a faithful packmule of sorts.
Until around a couple of years ago. Rook's crush had developed in this time on the girl he had known for a while now. He was losing the ability to be around her without his cheeks turning beet-red, and simply could not go on being simply just a friend. He loved her for many reasons. Because she was beautiful. Because she was one of his first friends. Because she was genuinely nice to him. Rook knew that out of everybody, she was the kindest person there. Unlike the people in his classes, she never let a deed of his go unrewarded. She would also offer to help him the same way he helped other people. Even though he had tried to hide the fact he was hurt that other people talked so negatively about his dad, she was there to see through and comfort him. Even more than anybody else, she was his true best friend. A person he had come to rely on.
Rook had finally decided that he would confess to his crush, even if it was a few years late, but was surprised that he was asked by the very girl herself to meet in private. Ignoring his lack of self-esteem for a moment, he had gotten so excited about this meeting that he couldn't even sit still. Love was a very powerful thing, he thought. When they met up, they both agreed to tell each other a secret -- it was the reason she wanted to see him in the first place. She had said she needed to get something off her chest that had been sitting there for quite a while. Predictably, she confessed to him. She confessed that she had been in love for quite a while, almost as though she was just like him. For Rook, however, this was the worst possible outcome. Her confession was of her love for someone else, a friend they both shared.
His heart sank.
She seemed so happy that she got it off her chest, too, that he couldn't even bring himself to say what he was going to. Though it hurt him more than anything, he forced the subject to stay on her crush. Just like him, she was so enamored with their friend that she was unable to even look in the same direction without growing red. Was he really this dense? For some reason, despite knowing and being close to the both of them for so long, he failed to notice this. Was he blinded by his own love? He was sure this had to be the case. The girl asked Rook his opinion on her love, and in his entire life, this has been the only lie he has been able to say with a straight face: "I'm glad". Because she was nice enough to be a real friend, because she was really a kind person underneath a tougher exterior, he put his own feelings aside and focused on hers.
And slowly, it began to kill him.
As a friend, he should have been so happy for the two of them. They began dating and looked as happy as they had ever been. But the reality was that Rook became a third wheel, and the pain never went away. He tried forgetting about the romantic feelings about her and tried to be happy for them, but was incapable of doing so. Twin Stars Academy was his chance to get away from the two of them, because not only would it be better for him this way, but also for them.
