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Valentine Ward

A caged bird will only sing if it has never known freedom.

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a character in “laboratory 23”, as played by Namaikhan

Description

Name: Valentine Ward

Nick Name/ Code Name: Valentine, Val

Age: Seventeen

Description (image and/or words): Delicate, doll like features confuse the gender issue, his frame almose frail in its petite nature. Silky, A-line cut black hair and deepest gray slanted eyes suggest some asian ancestry, though not completely. The palor of his skin is as much a statement of his house-arrested status as any sort of genetic pre-disposition. Gender ambiguity is further enhanced by his tendancy toward gender neutral or feminine clothing, from loose tops paired with short shorts to the occasional dress or skirt ensamble. He rarely if ever is seen in shoes, if only because he rarely if ever is seen out of doors.

Talent/ Power: Necromancy, specifically in raising and commanding the spirits of the dead, at the expenditure of his own life-force and a toll upon his health and stamina.
Strengths: While he is a pawn, his creative execution of orders combined with a dispassionate lack of curiosity mark him as a valuable pawn.

Weaknesses: He has never lived an independant day in his life, and it shows. The physically and emotionally abusive nature of his early childhood, and the highly controlled, restrictive, clinical, and repressive nature of his upbringing have shaped a personality completely unsuited to normal human interaction, and genuine emotion tends to leave him baffled.

Likes: Canned Peaches, coffee, and what petty victories he can score against his caretakers.

Dislikes: Most vegitables, red meat, and being forced in general to eat anything that isn't canned peaches.

Fears: The world and the people who live in it. Those with control over his life. Those who will never know the supression he has faced. Human emotion. Every kindness he has ever been shown and will face in the future, for the traps they conceal. Learning new tricks that might make him more valuable. Losing his value. Never knowing a day on the outside. Freedom or abandonment. Life. But never death; he knows it too well to actually fear it. Instead, he fears never being permitted to die.

Personality

He comes across as brattish and sulky, though it is mostly a passive-agressive reaction to his lot in life. Being a complete pain in the ass is one of his few joys in life. When on the job, even this shallow facade fades behind a porceline wall of dispassionate obediance.

Equipment

Valentine is not permitted any personal ownership over his tools and equiptment, but he utilizes several focus tools of ritualistic nature which aid and lessen the strain of, though are not absolutely essential to the use of his Talent. These tools include, but are not limited to mirrors, insense, and personal artifacts formerly owned by the spectors he summons from the netherworld.

History

Valentine was born within a brothel to a common prostitute. Rather than being born in Februrary, he was instead named in favor of the holiday, on which his mother was told, as a gift, that she would get to 'keep this one' as a gift of rest. Whatever favor his mother might have been shown during that time period faded soon after his birth, likely due to the fact that she gave birth to a boy instead of a potentially valuable girl. To placate her pimp, his mother often dressed him as a girl in his infancy and early childhood, though this did not save him from general abuse and neglect.
His mother's disfavor increased over time, comming to a head when Valentine was seven, when his mother's pimp murdered her in a fit of rage. Soon after, Valentine's abuse turned sexual. It was enough to snap free his Talent's potential. Accidently summoning his mother's ghost, she proceeded to haunt her pimp until he succumed to madness and drowned himself on a lethal cocktail combination of opiate drugs and alcohol. The power vacuume caused a particular brand of chaos that resulted in Valentine comming to the attention of Doctor Erus.
While the transfer from brothel to research center lessened certain brands of abuse, it offered others in exchange as his Talent was explored, probed, and trained to profficiantly explored levels. Valentine was clinicly molded into a conveniant and descrete assassain, trained to send spectors to chosen targets, to be killed at a distance in much the same way that his Talent caused the death of his mother's pimp. Ten years after his 'adoption', little remains of the child he never truely was, and his is, perhaps, much too far gone in his misanthropy to be recovered.

So begins...

Valentine Ward's Story