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Fortis

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a character in “Mortalitas”, as played by MrMurdoch

Description

Full Name: Fortis Dimico Diffido
Age: 19
Ancestor of the Survivors? No, ancestor of Outsider imported to facility after mental breakdown
Health problems (your character needs at least one, they've been living in a pool of radiation, they're not going to be super healthy): Dependant on portable oxygen tank, heart problems, spinal tumor
Verbal Description: Fortis is pretty average in build, though like many prisoners, his skin has been faded to a wild pale, though his hair of silver and light brown doesn't really clash intensely with the paleness. He reaches a height of only 5'7, and is considered more around 5'4 due to his slouching. He has multicolored eyes, and his face is covered in short stubble.

Personality

Relationships (Optional): None
Talents: Violin
Personality: Laid back and casual, that's the gist of his personality. He prefers smaller crowds, though isn't opposed to large groups. For the most part, he's pretty bright, and has a large repertoire of jokes and riddles from thing's he's read and heard.

History

Born one of three, he was the only one to make it past the first hour of birth. His mother died in childbirth, and under suspicion of health problems, he was detained in the medical ward. He stayed there until he was about thirteen. By that time, he was finding it difficult to move, and after a thorough inspection, doctors found a spinal tumor. Lacking the resources or interest to try and help, they promptly kicked him out of the medical ward into the normal male prison cell. After six years, he survived three years more than expected, though he's come to the realization that he's slowly dying. Determined to live out the rest of his life, he excused himself from the medical system, refusing to go to the hospital ward unless it is a dire circumstance.

So begins...

Fortis's Story

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Fortis frowned, muttering darkly under his breath as he stumbled into the waiting room. Blood dripped from his chin from where he'd been coughing profusely, and his stubble was matted with layers of dirt and dried blood. After a few moments, he sat down in a corner, accidentally stirring up dust. With this, he began coughing more, finally stopping as he wrapped a tattered scarf around his mouth and nose to keep himself from breathing in dust.

After he was assured that he was all clear, he quietly set his crutches aside, and silently pulled out an old magazine, entitled Rolling Stones: Top 100 Beatles Songs, and dated all the way back to 2010. Beneath the scarf, he couldn't help but smirk. It always amused him when he found random, ancient magazines.

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Fortis frowned, raising a brow as he heard his name called. Shrugging and shoving himself to his feet, he staggered slightly, swiftly and skillfully grabbing his crutches before he staggered off into the medical ward. "I do believe you called for me," he muttered, smirking and leaning heavily against the wall and unwrapping the scarf, tossing it aside and into a nearby trash bin.

"You still have cough drops...or did we run out of those again?" Fortis inquired, raising a brow and coughing a bit more, some more blood dripping down his chin. "If not...oxygen refill? Ice cream...? Even better, youhave any frozen yogurt? I'll take it with fries and a milkshake," he said, snickering under his breath.

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Fortis sighed, nodding. "Yeaaah...no. No idea whatsoever. I usually get occupied by something...like a fly... I hate flies...but they're so odd... Just flying around everywhere. I mean, you find them everywhere. I found one sitting on a piece of crap in the toilet once. They're everywhere!" he blabbered, smirking and finally figuring it would probably be best to shut up about his odd fascination with flies.

"Thanks," he added, pocketing the bag before he noted a fly buzzing about around the ceiling light. "See...told you there were everywhere! They are!" he grumbled, smirking as the fly ran into an exposed wire and was promptly executed.

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Fortis sighed, nodding and shrugging as he grabbed the valve, taking the old tank off and attaching his breathing tube to the new air container. After doing as instructed, he hauled the container onto the medical rack he dragged along with him everywhere. After this, he nodded at Crane. "Thanks for the help," he said calmly, offering the doctor a simple handshake. Sure, the doctors weren't the most interesting or most fun, but at least they took care of the prisoners, so he was pretty appreciative of the fact that they kept him alive.