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Brendon Smithy Spence

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a character in “Nobody Would Ever Love a Beast”, as played by merthur

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      Name:
      Brendon Smithy Spence
      Age:
      Twenty One
      Gender:
      Male
      Piercings:
      Gauge in left ear, piercing in right.
      Personality:
      To outsiders, he may appear to project an aura of "definiteness", of self-confidence. This self-confidence, sometimes mistaken for simple arrogance by the less decisive, is actually of a very specific rather than a general nature; its source lies in the specialized knowledge systems that start building at an early age. When it comes to his own areas of expertise -- and he can have several -- he will be able to tell you almost immediately whether or not he can help you, and if so, how. He knows what he knows, and perhaps still more importantly, he knows what he doesn't know. He is a perfectionists, with a seemingly endless capacity for improving upon anything that takes his interest. What prevents him from becoming chronically bogged down in this pursuit of perfection is the pragmatism so characteristic of the type: He applies (often ruthlessly) the criterion "Does it work?" to everything from his own research efforts to the prevailing social norms. This in turn produces an unusual independence of mind, freeing him from the constraints of authority, convention, or sentiment for his own sake.

      He is known as the "Systems Builder" of most groups, perhaps in part because he possesses the unusual trait combination of imagination and reliability. Whatever system he happens to be working on is for him the equivalent of a moral cause to another, both perfectionism and disregard for authority may come into play, as he can be unsparing of both himself and others on a project. Anyone considered to be "slacking," including superiors, will lose his respect -- and will generally be made aware of this; He has also been known to take it upon himself to implement critical decisions without consulting his supervisors. On the other hand, he does tend to be scrupulous and even-handed about recognizing the individual contributions that have gone into a project, and have a gift for seizing opportunities which others might not even notice. In the broadest terms, what he "does" tends to be what he "knows".

      Personal relationships, particularly romantic ones, can be the his Achilles heel. While he is capable of caring deeply for others (usually a select few), and is willing to spend a great deal of time and effort on a relationship, the knowledge and self-confidence that makes him so successful in other areas can suddenly abandon or mislead him in interpersonal situations. This happens in part because he does not readily grasp the social rituals; for instance, he tends to have little patience and less understanding of such things as small talk and flirtation (which most consider half the fun of a relationship). To complicate matters, he is usually extremely private, and can often be naturally impassive as well, which makes him easy to misread and misunderstand. Perhaps the most fundamental problem, however, is that he really wants people to make sense. This sometimes results in a peculiar naivete', only instead of expecting inexhaustible affection and empathy from a romantic relationship, he will expect inexhaustible reasonability and directness.

      History:
      There is no history to him, honestly. He's a beast, a killer. They made him attractive because he can fit in with the popular scene, take down celebrities and important people easily. Unlike the other beasts though, they fucked up on him. He feels, thinks, dangerous things for someone in his position.

So begins...

Brendon Smithy Spence's Story

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It was late at night, his father had been missing for a while now, and the government clearly wasn't going to be doing anything about it. Leonel decided to take matters into his own hands, he slipped out of the facility without an issue. He wore a black cloak to help fight the cold and be able to blend in with the darkness. He knew better than to let someone see him, there were people that might recognize him from school or there might be government officials that will know that he's not supposed to be running around town alone. He was only outside because he wanted his father back. He didn't care that a beast had him, or that this beast could easily kill him, he wanted his dad to be safe. He didn't have anyone else in the world, and he wasn't about to lose his father because the government couldn't keep a handle on their own projects.

Leonel walked through the alleyways, trying to make sure that nobody was following him and he wasn't going to be seen. The moon was high, and he didn't have that much time to be running around looking for this beast. He could only search where he thought the beast might hide. The same sort of places that Leonel had thought would be great for hiding away from this government and be able to live a normal life again. He knew that his father would have never allowed such a thing, but the boy used to wander around and think how easy it would be to get away from these terrible people. That was before he had been locked up in the facility. When he was locked up, he would run out of the facility and use abandoned buildings as quiet places to just hang out. He couldn't always handle not being able to go outside and there was just something inside him that always wanted to rebel.

Leonel finally came up to a building that had been abandoned for quite some time. He stopped dead in his tracks and saw that the door he was sure had been boarded up before. The windows still were covered with wooden planks nailed in, but the door was bare. It didn't really make sense, but still it brought a small smile to Leonel's face. He tried to look through the windows, but he couldn't even see a sliver of the inside through the glass. He sighed, the only way in was through the front door. He would have to take it, his dad might be in there. Leonel pulled the cloak around him and made sure the hood was pulled up and covered his face in shadow. Not that it really mattered, he was sure the beast had no idea who he was, he was just there for his father. Finally, the boy went up to the front door and slowly opened it. His hands shook with fright, he knew that this was a stupid idea, yet he still continued into the abandoned house, looking for his father.

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#, as written by merthur
Brendon Smithy Spence






The young man would be greeted by three lit candles as he entered the abandoned house, which in reality was probably large enough to be considered a mansion. There was a old-looking clock sitting next the old-looking candle holder, but it was broken, long forgotten. The rooms were dark, other than the one source of light in the downstairs. He would hear sounds upstairs, someone moving around, no voices though. And even the slight tap, tap, tap of feet could be a figment of his imagination. There were sheets over the furniture they left when they abandoned the house, mostly big stuff, stuff that probably either took too much time to move or maybe would have been too difficult to take out of the house. Maybe it was just so old that they didn't want to keep it any longer. There were three arm chairs and a couch, little side tables on each end of it, and a coffee table. These were not the reasons that Brendon picked this house though, no. The reasons he picked this house was because it was far away. Because it was one that wasn't infested with rats, or roaches- no grime or mold. More recently abandoned than the rest of them, which wasn't saying much. And it was easy to get into, they had only boarded up the door.

But perhaps he should have thought that more through. He didn't expect anyone to come looking for him though, at least not over this way. It just didn't seem like anyone would have noticed the scientist was gone yet, didn't they all look the same to those stupid humans? White hair and a lab coat. Maybe they distinguished them by their baldness, or what facial hair they had. Humans were so subpar in this world, in his world. He was better, faster, and stronger in tens, his senses and reflexes enhanced to an amazing extent so that he would be able to carry out his job.

They fucked up on him though. Gave him too much Human or something, he didn't know. But he had his own thoughts, he felt thing sometimes, like a twinge of guilt for killing someone, or contempt when he got a new assignment, a new identity. Now, he just used his most recent one, a Brendon Smithy Spence. He was going to be sent to Los Angelos to assassinate someone, and instead he stole the scientist and took off. Brendon, somehow, did not hear the son enter the house. He was too busy trying to shut up the old man, who had now taken to shouting at him and then a moment later pleading to be let free.