Mitchell Cowens
"I'm only doing this for my Family."
Age:
Twenty-Two Years Old
Role:
Slave
Race:
Human
Face Claim:
Derek Theler
Appearance:
A tall brute, who stood at 188cm (6"2') and weighed 72kgs, with broad shoulders and a muscular build from all the heavy duty
jobs he did throughout most of his life. He has dark brown hair and blue eyes, both inherited by his Mother, but his facial structure is from his
Father. He has a distinct jawline, strong cheek bones, a slightly pointed nose, straight teeth and thin lips. He is often seen as a rugged, untamed
form as his hair is hardly ever combed and waves about on its one, and he has light stubbles along his jaws, which he would only shave if he was
asked to or if it had grown too long for his liking.
Mitchell is often seen wearing no shirt or a white singlet when he's working. He has a tattoo of his Family's name, Cowens, along the back of his
left forearm that he'd gotten three months before his Parents decided that it was okay to be sold to the mysterious Family living in the mansion. And
he has another tattoo of a barcode along the back of his neck, which indicated that he was a working class citizen and had chosen to not attend any
school throughout his teenage years. He also has many scars along his torso from all the work and punishment he received throughout his life, but his
memorable one is located on his chin, cut from left to right, after he fell through a glass table during childhood when he protected his Sisters from
being lashed by a rich person for accidentally tipping over a jug of water.
Personality:
He is good at almost anything he puts his mind to, and can make anyone laugh as he is very friendly and communicative by nature. He is a
dedicated worker, and would follow instructions as told, especially when he's told that it would come with a price. When challenged, he wouldn't reject
the idea and would go ahead with it as he is rather competitive and has a drive to win, although, he's much the type who wouldn't care if he lost as
long as he had fun. Due to his upbringing, Mitchell has a love for the outdoors, and has a strong preference of doing things - even the chores -
as long as he's doing something and not staying still. He's athletic and very manly, so things to do with femininity and putting them on him is a big no-no.
Bad traits about him, however, would be that he's quite blunt when it came to commenting on things as honesty is the key part of his personality, and
he wouldn't be afraid to hurt you if he knew because it was either the truth or he knew it would make a difference. His bluntness and lack of filter had
led him to trouble during his youth. Even though he doesn't get angry so easily, it is extremely difficult for him to get back to normal when once he loses
his cool. Once angry, he can be quite dangerous and unpredictable, generally inflicting the impact of the anger on either himself or others, and that is the
best time for him to be left alone until he would recover.
Mitchell is strongly rooted and often thinks of the past, holding onto mementos and thinking about his childhood. And he is emotionally never far from
home as home and family give him the strength and stability he needed through the struggles of life. When it's about family and friends, he would talk and
appreciate them highly to the point where they're on a pedestal, and would often be praised so much. He's often very trusting, which has led him to
heartbreaks and backstabbing due to his friendliness. But all in all, he'd do anything to those he loves and cares for.
History:
Mitchell Cowens is the eldest of five children, born to a Baker's Assistant and a Maid. His Siblings, in order, would be his younger Brother (18),
twin Sisters (14) and then another younger Brother (10). They all reside in the poor district, where most of the Families struggle to make
ends meat. Although the Baker his Father worked for was generous enough to send them stale bread at the end of the day, it wasn't enough to feed the
Family, and his Mother would stay up for hours just to iron clothing for the rich people she worked for.
Since he was 12 years old, Mitchell has grown up working, and when he reached the point where he had to make a decision of his future, he decided
to drop his education for the sake of working so that he could help his Family live through the troubled times. His jobs reached from a Cleaner to a
Carpenter's Assistant to a Gardener, and at one point - in secrecy and out of desperation, during the later hours of the night - he sold his body
to the rich people he worked for. He jumped job after job just to help pay the debt, his Sibling's education and place food on the table. The Brother
after him left for the Military and allowed the earnings to be sent to the Family instead of keeping it for himself, even though Mitchell was originally
the one listed down to serve, his Brother assumed his identity and left Ravenstrife, sending occasional letters from the dangerous war grounds. His
twin Sisters, who had been forced to choose the education pathway - though only part-time - would often help their Mother with her laundry duties
when they get out of school, and the youngest Brother was the only one in the Family who went to school full-time and was hoped to get out of
Ravenstrife with a higher education.
Though one day, his Mother fell ill and was fired from her duties at the rich Family manor because of her lack of commitment and for falling ill, the
Cowens fell into a rut and were losing money more and more as he didn't want his twin Sisters to take over their Mother's job. He approached his
Parents with a crazy idea, although reasonable and would help lift the Cowens back up to their feet with enough to spare, he persuaded them that it
was time he was sold to a wealthy Family as their slave. It took a lot of time, but his Parents finally said okay and they approached the mysterious
Family in the large mansion as they had been the ones who were recognized to purchase and pay a hefty amount, especially when they person sold
had proven themselves well enough and highly capable to be a slave.
And there Mitchell was, signing his soul to the giant man with a weird aura.
****
"Forgotten" by Linkin Park
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I’ve forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won’t escape me
But why should I care
[ Chorus x2 ]
There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend
The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot
And dust / a small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again
[ Chorus x1 ]
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain-link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats
On down the street till the wind is gone
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again
[ Chorus x2 ]
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Now you got me caught in the act
You bring the thought back
I’m telling you that
I see it right through you
[ x7 ]
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
[ x2 ]
"I'm only doing this for my Family."
Age:
Twenty-Two Years Old
Role:
Slave
Race:
Human
Face Claim:
Derek Theler
Appearance:
A tall brute, who stood at 188cm (6"2') and weighed 72kgs, with broad shoulders and a muscular build from all the heavy duty
jobs he did throughout most of his life. He has dark brown hair and blue eyes, both inherited by his Mother, but his facial structure is from his
Father. He has a distinct jawline, strong cheek bones, a slightly pointed nose, straight teeth and thin lips. He is often seen as a rugged, untamed
form as his hair is hardly ever combed and waves about on its one, and he has light stubbles along his jaws, which he would only shave if he was
asked to or if it had grown too long for his liking.
Mitchell is often seen wearing no shirt or a white singlet when he's working. He has a tattoo of his Family's name, Cowens, along the back of his
left forearm that he'd gotten three months before his Parents decided that it was okay to be sold to the mysterious Family living in the mansion. And
he has another tattoo of a barcode along the back of his neck, which indicated that he was a working class citizen and had chosen to not attend any
school throughout his teenage years. He also has many scars along his torso from all the work and punishment he received throughout his life, but his
memorable one is located on his chin, cut from left to right, after he fell through a glass table during childhood when he protected his Sisters from
being lashed by a rich person for accidentally tipping over a jug of water.
Personality:
He is good at almost anything he puts his mind to, and can make anyone laugh as he is very friendly and communicative by nature. He is a
dedicated worker, and would follow instructions as told, especially when he's told that it would come with a price. When challenged, he wouldn't reject
the idea and would go ahead with it as he is rather competitive and has a drive to win, although, he's much the type who wouldn't care if he lost as
long as he had fun. Due to his upbringing, Mitchell has a love for the outdoors, and has a strong preference of doing things - even the chores -
as long as he's doing something and not staying still. He's athletic and very manly, so things to do with femininity and putting them on him is a big no-no.
Bad traits about him, however, would be that he's quite blunt when it came to commenting on things as honesty is the key part of his personality, and
he wouldn't be afraid to hurt you if he knew because it was either the truth or he knew it would make a difference. His bluntness and lack of filter had
led him to trouble during his youth. Even though he doesn't get angry so easily, it is extremely difficult for him to get back to normal when once he loses
his cool. Once angry, he can be quite dangerous and unpredictable, generally inflicting the impact of the anger on either himself or others, and that is the
best time for him to be left alone until he would recover.
Mitchell is strongly rooted and often thinks of the past, holding onto mementos and thinking about his childhood. And he is emotionally never far from
home as home and family give him the strength and stability he needed through the struggles of life. When it's about family and friends, he would talk and
appreciate them highly to the point where they're on a pedestal, and would often be praised so much. He's often very trusting, which has led him to
heartbreaks and backstabbing due to his friendliness. But all in all, he'd do anything to those he loves and cares for.
History:
Mitchell Cowens is the eldest of five children, born to a Baker's Assistant and a Maid. His Siblings, in order, would be his younger Brother (18),
twin Sisters (14) and then another younger Brother (10). They all reside in the poor district, where most of the Families struggle to make
ends meat. Although the Baker his Father worked for was generous enough to send them stale bread at the end of the day, it wasn't enough to feed the
Family, and his Mother would stay up for hours just to iron clothing for the rich people she worked for.
Since he was 12 years old, Mitchell has grown up working, and when he reached the point where he had to make a decision of his future, he decided
to drop his education for the sake of working so that he could help his Family live through the troubled times. His jobs reached from a Cleaner to a
Carpenter's Assistant to a Gardener, and at one point - in secrecy and out of desperation, during the later hours of the night - he sold his body
to the rich people he worked for. He jumped job after job just to help pay the debt, his Sibling's education and place food on the table. The Brother
after him left for the Military and allowed the earnings to be sent to the Family instead of keeping it for himself, even though Mitchell was originally
the one listed down to serve, his Brother assumed his identity and left Ravenstrife, sending occasional letters from the dangerous war grounds. His
twin Sisters, who had been forced to choose the education pathway - though only part-time - would often help their Mother with her laundry duties
when they get out of school, and the youngest Brother was the only one in the Family who went to school full-time and was hoped to get out of
Ravenstrife with a higher education.
Though one day, his Mother fell ill and was fired from her duties at the rich Family manor because of her lack of commitment and for falling ill, the
Cowens fell into a rut and were losing money more and more as he didn't want his twin Sisters to take over their Mother's job. He approached his
Parents with a crazy idea, although reasonable and would help lift the Cowens back up to their feet with enough to spare, he persuaded them that it
was time he was sold to a wealthy Family as their slave. It took a lot of time, but his Parents finally said okay and they approached the mysterious
Family in the large mansion as they had been the ones who were recognized to purchase and pay a hefty amount, especially when they person sold
had proven themselves well enough and highly capable to be a slave.
And there Mitchell was, signing his soul to the giant man with a weird aura.
****
"Forgotten" by Linkin Park
From the top to the bottom
Bottom to top I stop
At the core I’ve forgotten
In the middle of my thoughts
Taken far from my safety
The picture is there
The memory won’t escape me
But why should I care
[ Chorus x2 ]
There’s a place so dark you can’t see the end
Skies cock back and shock that which can’t defend
The rain then sends dripping / an acidic question
Forcefully, the power of suggestion
Then with the eyes shut / looking thought the rust and rot
And dust / a small spot of light floods the floor
And pours over the rusted world of pretend
The eyes ease open and its dark again
[ Chorus x1 ]
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Moving all around / screaming of the ups and downs
Pollution manifested in perpetual sound
The wheels go round and the sunset creeps behind
Street lamps, chain-link and concrete
A little piece of paper with a picture drawn floats
On down the street till the wind is gone
The memory now is like the picture was then
When the paper’s crumpled up it can’t be perfect again
[ Chorus x2 ]
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
Now you got me caught in the act
You bring the thought back
I’m telling you that
I see it right through you
[ x7 ]
In the memory you’ll find me
Eyes burning up
The darkness holding me tightly
Until the sun rises up
[ x2 ]