Name
{ Roland "Rory" Devonshire }
Age
{ Fourteen }
Gender
{ Male }
Role
{ Meister }
Personality
Having developed maladaptive daydreaming at an early age, Rory is a bit ditzy. A bit being an understatement. He has almost no fear of anything, and is extraordinarily friendly and caring, but often times he'll just completely daze out and forget about responsibility and the real world, in favor of simply sliding into his daydreams. When people begin verbal fights or any such things, he tends to withdraw completely and may not return to reality until either the fight is done or even for days afterwords. The blur between real life and his unreal worlds is nearly indestinguishable most of the time. He often slides between reality and the dreams constantly, and is often uncertain about what bit is real and what bit isn't. He's getting better at figuring out which is which, though. Rory loves to try to mother people, to make sure everyone is okay, but usually fails do to his daydreaming condition. When his black blood kicks into overdrive, the daydreams drain away and Rory actually becomes half competent, seeing as his focus becomes so acute he notices tiny details and files them perfectly in his brain. He is obsessed with doing the thing that is best for the people around him, even at his own detriment. He loves violence, but only if he's fighting for something. Rory also places quite a bit of faith in karma. He is actually incredibly shy when he doesn't have some sort of buffer between him and the real world, which is why he always wears a hoodie which can be tightened to pull over his mouth and nose, so only his eyes can poke out uncovered.
Quirks
Rory's daydreams are almost always accompanied by some kind of movement. Hair twirling, pacing, finger tapping. Anything. As long as there's repettetive movement involved, Rory's daydreaming can take it and put it on loop until the daydream ends.
His black blood hybridism probably also counts as a quirk. Born of two black blood infected Meisters, Rory inherited some quite odd effects from the odd near-black-blood he has running through his veins. While he cannot use it as a weapon, he could have holes blown through fifty percent of his vital organs and they'd regrow. His blood also acts as an under-skin armor. These effects only show up when his adrenaline starts climbing, though, even if it only takes a bit of adrenaline to set them off. This is probably what leads to his lack of fear in combat, though.
Likes
{ Anarchy/Freedom }
{ Stories }
{ Fiction }
{ Combat/Violence }
{ Dreaming }
Dislikes
{ Rules }
{ Responsibilities }
{ Selfishness/Himself }
{ Fear }
{ Distrust }
History
With an odd childhood, one could expect that Rory was always extraordinarily withdrawn for a child. He would often atttempt to make friends with children and share with them the stories of his daydreams which had begun developing around first grade. With his innability to be hurt much, and his tendency to jump off of high things, as well as his completely eccentric personality, most parents wouldn't let their children around him. Rather lonely, and completly ostracized by his parents and their constant fighting due to raised tensions in their black blood, Rory found himself withdrawing to his fake worlds more and more. Still, new to Shibusen, he feels that his real world becoming a better environment will probably center him in reality better.
Motivation
{ "I just want to fight for whoever needs it. "
Weapon/Meister Partner
{Add later if applicable}
Theme Song
{ Angel With A Shotgun by The Cab }
Other
{Definitely Chrona today.}
