Description
Devan Kohaku MiyamotoAge: 19
Gender: Male
Orientation: Demisexual
Standing at 5'11" with a lean, somewhat lanky build, his lax movements make for an elegant yet simultaneously choppy pattern something between a zombie and a doll - with startling agility in a fight. His normal walking, however, is usually an arrogant, laid back strut akin to a punk who doesn't give a damn. His skin is pale olive, with completely untapped potential for a nice tan. His eyes are a dark brown, almost black. His hair is auburn or reddish and straight, though in a constant mess he styles with toothpaste and/or maple syrup. He's been poked fun at as being a "pretty boy", but he doesn't see it.
Devan is considerably scar-ridden between childhood abuse and fighting. He has four cigarette burns on his right arm and three on his left, along with a six-inch, somewhat oval-shaped burn scar across his upper left back around the shoulder blade. One four-inch scar lines his left side coming toward his front from a knife wound, and another slightly shorter one comes across his torso just under his ribs from where the same knife skimmed him. On the back of his right calf even rests a circular scar from a bullet wound.
Devan wears black slacks, a black blazer over a white dress shirt, and sneakers that were once gray-blue but have devolved into such a muddy brown color it's nearly impossible to determine what color they originally were.
Personality
Devan at first glance appears to be little more than a heartless, sadistic sociopath. He's killed animals and neighborhood pets since childhood without a second thought and without remorse. He has somewhat of a fixation with blood; seeing so much as a small cut makes him want to rip it open, and for this he's had to spend much of his life avoiding blood - so much so that classmates at school had the idea he was squeamish. From time to time, Devan seems in some way troubled... He can occasionally be glimpsed looking unusually contemplative, and these are the times he is least likely to be an immediate threat upon being spoken to. It should also be noted Devan speaks so little he might as well be mute; even he isn't quite sure as to the reason why, or if he is he doesn't like to acknowledge it.
- Incredible pain tolerance(see History). Devan literally just about never feels physical pain; however, he is still affected by temperature, meaning a burn is about the closest he gets to pain anymore.
- Very fast and very stealthy, capable of moving like a ghost given the right environment.
- Has developed a fighting style something akin to Jeet Kune Do, involving flowing movements based on adapting to the opponent.
- Very resourceful.... at least when it comes to acquiring a weapon. Devan does not feel secure without
some form of weapon on him, whether it be a knife, a bat, or even a heavy book.
- A phobia of cats; upon sighting one his immediate reaction is to kill it at all costs, but if it seems too aggressive or if it simply unnerves him he'll be just as likely to run away from it rather than after it.
- Though perhaps not on the level of a phobia, Devan shows a certain discomfort in the presence of fire.
- Dyslexic enough that although reading is not impossible, it's often not worth the trouble for him.
- As might be expected of a sociopath, Devan has some mild social insecurities and sometimes gets anxious or antsy around crowds or even big enough groups of people.
Equipment
A switchblade and a half-eaten bag of gummy worms in his pocket.
History
Devan grew up an only child in a rather poor suburb. His mom left when he was six; his father was physically abusive and beat on him almost every day, punching him, pushing him around, putting cigarettes out on him, and throwing things at him. For this, Devan has an unusually high pain tolerance to the point where some might suspect he doesn't feel pain at all. To vent his withheld aggression, he started killing neighborhood animals when he was around nine years old. Many were feral cats, others were pet cats or dogs, and a small handful were wild animals like raccoons on the occasion he found one in a trap. Devan killed once or twice every other day, usually with a knife or a bat and sometimes with his bare hands - it became a kind of addiction for him. When he goes without killing something for too long, he becomes increasingly restless, irritable, and violent.
In middle school he had a little gang for awhile, but they dropped off as they realized he had no attachment to them, and in high school he had one companion, the closest person he ever had to a friend. He never tried too hard in school and picked fights frequently. His father stopped abusing him once Devan was old enough to retaliate around 15; it only took one such retaliation for Mr. Miyamoto to learn to leave his son well alone. After this, Devan's temperament took a considerable dive into delinquency - he developed a much more brazen attitude. Whereas before retaliating against his father Devan rarely ever started a fight, afterward he began actively seeking out conflict. Surprisingly, Devan did manage to graduate high school, though he was held back his junior year. He had no plans for the future but was considering trying to become a hit man.
The night Devan was abducted, he was downtown hunting for a fight.