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◬ F U L L N A M E ◬
Gerald(ine) Castle
◬ A G E ◬
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◬ S E X U A L I T Y◬
Pansexual
◬ L I K E S◬
Lavish things such as clothing, cosmetics, and soaps. Also enjoys alcohol to the utmost extent. Has a passion for dolling up the younger female guild members, whether they like it or not.
◬ D I S L I K E S◬
Anything shabby, depression emotional attitudes, and animals of any shape, size or genre.
◬ P E R S O N A L I T Y◬
Gerald is a rather simple person. His prefers the posh lifestyle that he never had as a child, and often reflects his lost earlier years into his current state of mind. He has two separate personas, though in reality they're both the same person, in and out. Because he has a passion for female attire and 'cute' things, he finds that transitioning into the gender is comfortable. However, though he may struggle with his identity, Gerald is still built like a man, and every so often he'll return to his normal male 'Gerald' sense of self, leaving behind 'Geraldine' if only for a day or two.
He's absolutely and inexplicably terrified of animals. It could be the smallest, most harmless rabbit or a well-trained and behaved golden retriever. To Geraldine, they're all disgusting little balls of feces-matted fur. He has no explanation for why he's so utterly afraid of the harmless creatures, but if you dare bring one near him, you'll likely be greeted with a crying, squirming child-like man, sobbing helplessly in the fetal position.
As for his gender identity, he couldn't care less whether you consider him a man or a woman. He's not the type to get offended if labeled as a 'tranny' or a 'drag queen', because in reality, he himself is unsure of what to make of it. To him, he's simply "Geraldine" and "Gerald". It's not an issue for the man, who finds his gender preference is more of a hobby than an actual biological occupation. He has no sexual preference otherwise-- though he finds he's often less attracted to young women.
Clingy, and affectionate, Geraldine has no respect for personal space. If he considers you a friend, you're likely to wake up with him in your bed the next morning, smooshing you into his fake padded-bosom like an over-protective mother.
Though he's a naturally positive person, there are deep emotions and secrets that underlay his effervescent personality. Things that he won't speak of, and memories that he can only wish never existed.
Gerald(ine) Castle
◬ A G E ◬
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◬ S E X U A L I T Y◬
Pansexual
◬ L I K E S◬
Lavish things such as clothing, cosmetics, and soaps. Also enjoys alcohol to the utmost extent. Has a passion for dolling up the younger female guild members, whether they like it or not.
◬ D I S L I K E S◬
Anything shabby, depression emotional attitudes, and animals of any shape, size or genre.
◬ P E R S O N A L I T Y◬
Gerald is a rather simple person. His prefers the posh lifestyle that he never had as a child, and often reflects his lost earlier years into his current state of mind. He has two separate personas, though in reality they're both the same person, in and out. Because he has a passion for female attire and 'cute' things, he finds that transitioning into the gender is comfortable. However, though he may struggle with his identity, Gerald is still built like a man, and every so often he'll return to his normal male 'Gerald' sense of self, leaving behind 'Geraldine' if only for a day or two.
He's absolutely and inexplicably terrified of animals. It could be the smallest, most harmless rabbit or a well-trained and behaved golden retriever. To Geraldine, they're all disgusting little balls of feces-matted fur. He has no explanation for why he's so utterly afraid of the harmless creatures, but if you dare bring one near him, you'll likely be greeted with a crying, squirming child-like man, sobbing helplessly in the fetal position.
As for his gender identity, he couldn't care less whether you consider him a man or a woman. He's not the type to get offended if labeled as a 'tranny' or a 'drag queen', because in reality, he himself is unsure of what to make of it. To him, he's simply "Geraldine" and "Gerald". It's not an issue for the man, who finds his gender preference is more of a hobby than an actual biological occupation. He has no sexual preference otherwise-- though he finds he's often less attracted to young women.
Clingy, and affectionate, Geraldine has no respect for personal space. If he considers you a friend, you're likely to wake up with him in your bed the next morning, smooshing you into his fake padded-bosom like an over-protective mother.
Though he's a naturally positive person, there are deep emotions and secrets that underlay his effervescent personality. Things that he won't speak of, and memories that he can only wish never existed.
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◬C H A R A C T E R A P P E A R A N C E ◬
Geraldine is often seen adorned in posh fashionista-style clothing. Lush fur boas, and expensive high heels. On the rare occasion that he doesn't feel like dressing up, but insists on remaining with the outward appearance of a female, he will wear simple yet sexy loose-fit dresses and the occasional men's clothing- though his face will still remain lathered in layers of makeup.
Gerald is quite similar in the sense that his fashion tastes are bizarre and unwavering. He's often sporting long fur coats, or dark slacks and black turtle-necks. On his lazy days, he seems far more youthful, as he rarely leaves his baggy pajama pants and over-sized sweaters.
Geraldine is a rather slim man, his height and weight ratio far too off-balance to be considered healthy, but he does nothing to achieve the low numbers. He's just naturally slim in every way, shape and form. That said, he's more frail than most men. Though he is toned, his muscle mass is small-- small enough that he's easily mistaken as a natural born woman by the slimy scum of the city.
Geraldine is often seen adorned in posh fashionista-style clothing. Lush fur boas, and expensive high heels. On the rare occasion that he doesn't feel like dressing up, but insists on remaining with the outward appearance of a female, he will wear simple yet sexy loose-fit dresses and the occasional men's clothing- though his face will still remain lathered in layers of makeup.
Gerald is quite similar in the sense that his fashion tastes are bizarre and unwavering. He's often sporting long fur coats, or dark slacks and black turtle-necks. On his lazy days, he seems far more youthful, as he rarely leaves his baggy pajama pants and over-sized sweaters.
Geraldine is a rather slim man, his height and weight ratio far too off-balance to be considered healthy, but he does nothing to achieve the low numbers. He's just naturally slim in every way, shape and form. That said, he's more frail than most men. Though he is toned, his muscle mass is small-- small enough that he's easily mistaken as a natural born woman by the slimy scum of the city.
◬W E A P O N \ S T Y L E ◬
More often than not, Geraldine carries large hand-crafted staff. It is not necessarily the catalyst for his powers, but having it gives him a proper crutch, as using Forcefields requires much strength in one particular area. Because the staff is tapered, it allows for the perfect tool in creating his protective fields of energy.
More often than not, Geraldine carries large hand-crafted staff. It is not necessarily the catalyst for his powers, but having it gives him a proper crutch, as using Forcefields requires much strength in one particular area. Because the staff is tapered, it allows for the perfect tool in creating his protective fields of energy.
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◬ A B I L I T I E S ◬
Force Field Generation- Geraldine can create walls of energy, which are mostly-impenetrable bubbles of light. He can go as far as to create a simple square shield in front of him, or to encase an entire 20-foot radius in a dome. Not only is he useful in means of protection, but the force fields can be manipulated with movement, and thrown towards an enemy. In this case, Geraldine most often creates small planes of energy and throws them at wild speeds. They can cut as smooth as a razor, or fail to be of any use at all. Because he can manipulate the movement and speed of his force-fields, this allows him to form a bubble around a human being and quite literally lift them to safety. Though this is preformed on a rare occasion, as lifting a force field with a person inside is just as tiring and strenuous on his body as lifting the actual person.
Force Field Generation- Geraldine can create walls of energy, which are mostly-impenetrable bubbles of light. He can go as far as to create a simple square shield in front of him, or to encase an entire 20-foot radius in a dome. Not only is he useful in means of protection, but the force fields can be manipulated with movement, and thrown towards an enemy. In this case, Geraldine most often creates small planes of energy and throws them at wild speeds. They can cut as smooth as a razor, or fail to be of any use at all. Because he can manipulate the movement and speed of his force-fields, this allows him to form a bubble around a human being and quite literally lift them to safety. Though this is preformed on a rare occasion, as lifting a force field with a person inside is just as tiring and strenuous on his body as lifting the actual person.
◬L I M I T A T I O N S◬
While one of his force-fields is up, every hit it takes requires another ounce of energy from Geraldine to restore strength to his shield. In no time at all, he could be drained of all his energy. Because of this, he finds he must use him power conservatively. More often than not, he saves it for a last-second rescue.
While one of his force-fields is up, every hit it takes requires another ounce of energy from Geraldine to restore strength to his shield. In no time at all, he could be drained of all his energy. Because of this, he finds he must use him power conservatively. More often than not, he saves it for a last-second rescue.
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◬ H I S T O R Y ◬
The son of a very wealthy conservative man, Geraldine spent the majority of his youth in doors, safe from public eye. As he grew in the care of his nanny, he found that he often enjoyed doing silly little things for the old woman, like sewing dresses or braiding her hair. Eventually his passion grew, and he found a lust for all things feminine. Of course, having a Drag Queen as a son was simply unacceptable, in the eyes of a man who had an entire country watching. He sent his son to reform school, where his strange tastes were scorned at by the entire male body. He was bullied, beaten, and embarrassed in front of the majority of his graduating class. Eventually, it got to a point where Geraldine feared for his life. He began to change his ways, dropping all of the womanly things he had come to love so much. The hazing didn't so much as stall, and soon he was being chased through the city streets and cornered in dark alleys. He was beaten, mugged, and at one point threatened to be killed.
The son of a very wealthy conservative man, Geraldine spent the majority of his youth in doors, safe from public eye. As he grew in the care of his nanny, he found that he often enjoyed doing silly little things for the old woman, like sewing dresses or braiding her hair. Eventually his passion grew, and he found a lust for all things feminine. Of course, having a Drag Queen as a son was simply unacceptable, in the eyes of a man who had an entire country watching. He sent his son to reform school, where his strange tastes were scorned at by the entire male body. He was bullied, beaten, and embarrassed in front of the majority of his graduating class. Eventually, it got to a point where Geraldine feared for his life. He began to change his ways, dropping all of the womanly things he had come to love so much. The hazing didn't so much as stall, and soon he was being chased through the city streets and cornered in dark alleys. He was beaten, mugged, and at one point threatened to be killed.
◬D I S C O V E R Y ◬
Among the midst of his despair, an anger was boiling in the young mans veins. Why was he tortured for his taste and his gender preference? He never received answers, but one night specifically, he did receive a revelation. Because they feared using a gun, the disgusting creatures who taunted him decided instead to throw rocks-- and not small pebbles either. Rocks that could kill a person on impact. Luckily only one was thrown, slicing through the flesh on Geraldine's forehead and nearly knocking him unconscious. After that rock, not a single one was thrown. Without knowing it, Geraldine had emitted an orb of light around him, blocking any incoming projectiles. In moments, he would be left alone, never to be tormented by the likes of anyone again.
Among the midst of his despair, an anger was boiling in the young mans veins. Why was he tortured for his taste and his gender preference? He never received answers, but one night specifically, he did receive a revelation. Because they feared using a gun, the disgusting creatures who taunted him decided instead to throw rocks-- and not small pebbles either. Rocks that could kill a person on impact. Luckily only one was thrown, slicing through the flesh on Geraldine's forehead and nearly knocking him unconscious. After that rock, not a single one was thrown. Without knowing it, Geraldine had emitted an orb of light around him, blocking any incoming projectiles. In moments, he would be left alone, never to be tormented by the likes of anyone again.
