{ "Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited; imagination encircles the world." }
Spencer Gabriel Gideon
{ Nicknames }
Spence | Gabe | Gideon
{ Character's Age }
16
{ Face Claim }
Ulrik Munther
Male
{ Character's Ethnicity }
Norwegian
{ Character's Orientation }
Pansexual
{ "βDonβt forget that I cannot see myself, that my role is limited to being the one who looks in the mirror.β" }
Blonde
{ Eye Color }
Blue
{ Height }
Five feet, five and a half inches
{ Body Build }
Small, not well toned or particularly skinny either.
{ "A belief is not merely an idea the mind possesses; it is an idea that possesses the mind." }
Wise | Quiet | Sarcastic | Humorous
First off, let me state that I'm not shy! I'm not. I'm just not loud, and okay, perhaps sometimes I don't know quite what to say, but that's not because I'm shy. I hate that word. Besides, what's wrong with being shy anyway? We can't all be over-confident, loud people, right? So what if I usually sit quietly in the corner and avoid talking to others? It's not because I don't want to talk, I just.. I don't know... I have difficulties making small talk I guess.
I guess I can be sarcastic sometimes, although people don't really hear it I suppose. I like sarcasm though, and I like funny, witty jokes. Clever puns, like those science cat ones are always enjoyable. I will laugh at things I find funny, most of the time other people laugh along.
Well, let's start of with singing. Singing has been with me since I was 8 years old. When everything just start to fall into the wrong places. When everything went down into hell. So, I sing because without it, i'd die.
The second thing on my list is, Ike the guitar. I love that guitar, though it's the oldest one and the first, I still bring it with me and play it when I can. It's connected to me like my heart. So, when it dies, so will I.
Poetry is another thing on the list of likes. Man, poetry is like refined wood. Smooth like silk, just listen to it and I swear you'd fall in love with it. It's a very joyful thing to experience. Hey, maybe you could even learn from it. Listen to the words.
{ What do you dislike? }
Do I really have to explain to you what I hate? Well, fine. Let's start of with alleyways. I hated scouting for food in the alleyways of Norway before I came here. It was really cold and wet even. It smelled like sewage water, ugh.
People who take advantage of things, is another thing. Do not think I am the one to be taken advantage of, people! My radar will spark up like a shark in a human infested water. Trust me, that is a very serious thing to me.
Pomegranate is just a no for me. I'm not allergic or anything. I'm just tired of eating it. I don't even know anymore. We'll cross that road once you ask me a question about it.
{ "All through history, there have been tyrants and murderers, and for a time they can seem invincible, but in the end they always fall, always." }
Spencer walked the streets after his parents tragic departure. His mother was a lunatic [ schizophrenia ] and killed herself in a fit of rage while trying to get to Spencer. His father protected him and ended up dying as well. He's not on very good terms with god so he is an atheist. Walking the streets was not the most excited thing in the world but he made friends on those streets. He met a friend. A young boy like himself but he had brown hair. The hat that Spencer wears is a token from his friend that was given to him before he left.
{ Secrets }
Spencer has actually killed someone and he is deathly afraid that his mother's tendencies will take over.
{ Fears }
Insanity is what I fear. Trust me,I have lived in it. Walking on street to street. Stealing this and that, was a daily thing to me. Nothing new ever
Never being able to feel love, is also another thing. I am a sissy when it comes to love and other stuff, so I try not to judge. Everyone deserves to be held in someones arms.
{ Other }
Spencer's admin is CyberGlowfly but you can call me Cyber!