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Kris Carlson

"Male or female, right or wrong. Sometimes, two choices just aren't enough."

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a character in “Unconventional Love”, as played by Leon21

Description

Kristjana Carlson (Pronounced Krih-st-yah-nah)Image
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Ā»Nickname(s)Ā«
Kris. Call him anything other than that, and he gets rather annoyed.
Ā»AgeĀ«
Seventeen
Ā»GenderĀ«
Male. He considers himself male, and lives his life as a male. The one slight issue with this is that he is physically female.
Ā»OrientationĀ«
Bisexual. He's not afraid to date either sex, provided they view him as a male.
Ā»AppearanceĀ«
Kris is a fairly small guy, standing at perhaps 5'7" at very most. It would probably be more realistic to say he was 5'6" in height, actually. He has a fairly thin build, and a very round, feminine face. His hair is cut in a short, choppy style, and usually ranges anywhere between a dark shade of dirty blonde and light brown in colour. It depends on the season and how much time he spends out in the sun. Kris's eyes are pale hazel in colour, and often appear to be a bit more on the grayish side rather than the green side. His skin is naturally a fairly light tan, and gets darker the more time he spends outside, as one could expect.

His sense of fashion is fairly normal, if a bit on the 'alt' side. Usually, Kris is found wearing mens skinny jeans - not the incredibly tight ones, but the ones that still certainly don't leave much breathing room - as well as plain t-shirts or wife beaters. Often his clothes are all black, and his shirts are usually adorned with the logo of some obscure band that most people have never heard of. His shoes are usually knee high black converse that he wears over his skinny jeans. Occasionally, his clothes do have a bit more of a feminine flair, and he will often wear elbow length, fingerless, black lace gloves, and occasionally a skirt or a corset-style top. Kris thinks nothing of it, saying he's different enough as is, so why isn't he allowed to have freedom with fashion?

Ā»PersonalityĀ«
Kris is generally a fairly soft-spoken guy who prefers to stay in the background rather than being the center of attention. Had he had a different childhood, perhaps he would be a bit more outspoken and confident, but he has had the childhood he has had, and therefore is very shy and generally not very confident. He isn't the sort of guy to speak his opinion, and is generally always willing to agree to what someone else has to say, even if it goes against his opinions completely. Still, this doesn't mean he is completely terrified of being himself. Kris is occasionally outspoken, mainly through his non-gender-specific clothing choice and, occasionally, he will voice his opinion if he sees a great injustice is being done. He is a very nice guy, and is always willing to help others.
Ā»HistoryĀ«
When it first started, Kris's life wasn't all that bad. His family was well-off - not rich, but they still lived nice lives - and his parents were nice. All this started to change around the time he turned eight or nine. At that time, he began to refuse to wear the cute dresses his parents gave him, instead asking to wear 'boys clothes'. When asked why, he said that other boys got to wear them, so why couldn't he? His parents were mortified, and immediately told Kris that it wasn't okay for him to wear 'boys clothes'. Kris, still being a child, accepted his parents opinion, even if he felt rather left out.

As he grew older, he began to hate his female body more and more. Multiple times, he would drop hints to his parents, but their conservative views always stopped him from actually coming out to them. Eventually, Kris got so fed up with his life, that he just came out to his parents one day, shortly before his seventeenth birthday. They were appalled. Immediately afterwards, they dropped him off at the Wakefield Reorientation Center, where he has stayed ever since.

Ā»Hex CodeĀ«
#80BFFF (Blue) #FFBFFF (Pink) #BFBFBF (Gray) (If you are going to be using the colours for anything, the blue is my personal favourite ^^)

So begins...

Kris Carlson's Story

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Character Portrait: Caroline Danielle Voss Character Portrait: Kris Carlson
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#, as written by Leon21
[color=#80BFFF ]Kris Carlson[/color]


He really didn't want to be here. Kris currently felt like he wanted to just turn invisible, or curl up into a little ball and die. This was the first time he had ever been here, and already it was horrifying. Everyone had been telling him how this 'would be good for him', and how it would 'stop him from thinking in such a delusional way'. He knew that he should listen to other people, but starting from the minute he had stepped into such a place, he was wondering if the deluded one really was himself.

The thin boy nervously rubbed the back of his neck as he walked into the center. There were so many people there. He wondered how many of the kids there had come here of their own free will, and how many had been forced, like he had been. As he surveyed the faces, wondering if there was anyone her who he recognized, his eyes fell upon a tall, thin girl with long, dark blonde hair. She seemed to friendly, albeit a bit stressed, so Kris hesitantly walked over to her.

"Hi, I'm Kris..." he said quietly, introducing himself for no reason in particular. "You look rather stressed. Are you okay?" Kris was a very caring sort of guy, so this wasn't a particularly unusual thing for him to ask, even though he was talking to a complete stranger.

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Character Portrait: Annah-Lee "AJ" Johnston Character Portrait: Nadia Smith Character Portrait: Caroline Danielle Voss Character Portrait: Kris Carlson
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Cara Voss

Cara had been standing in the middle of the center, looking around for her mom (and scratching the polish off of her nails, a nervous habit of hers that really ruined her nails), when her attention was drawn to a boy a bit taller than herself with black hair and a complexion darker than her own. She wondered if he was here of his own accord. She hoped so, as she always did, but she also knew that if probably want true. She was always happy to see another person when she was this nervous, but here, here it didnā€™t help at all. It just made her sad. Except now. She had never had someone just come up to her and ask if she was okay. A smile spread across Caraā€™s face, and it was actually genuine.

ā€œYea, Iā€™m okay. I probably just look stressed because I am.ā€ She grinned nervously, tucking her hair behind her ear. ā€œUhm, do you have any idea where Mrs. Voss is?ā€ She paused, a thought coming to her. ā€œUnless you donā€™t know who she is. Are you new? I donā€™t think I recognize you from last year.ā€ Her mom was Mrs. Voss here, no exceptions. It was actually her dadā€™s rule. It was a silly rule, like most or her dadā€™s rules, but she actually accepted this one. It helped her seem normal to the other kids. He said that it kept her safer, away from the anger of the kids who thought that they were okay.



Nadia Smith

Nadia sat on her bed and leaned back next to her window. It was a tiny window, due to the fact that it was on the second floor and it could get a bit drafty up here, but it showed a beautiful view of outside where the colors of the trees were just beginning to change. It was getting colder and everything was getting ready to die, but it was still her favorite time of the year. Right outside the window was a huge maple tree, one that was already a vibrant orange. Inside the room it had begun to change as well. She had been rejected from the only schools that she had applied to, and was forced to go to the community college down the road. So her carefully packed boxes had been emptied and her room was a room again; lavender bed sheets, silly motivational posters, and pictures of her favorite actresses re-inhabited her walls.

She looked over towards AJ and shook her head, a tiny smile appearing on her face. ā€œReally?ā€ She asked her voice calm and oddly soft, ā€œThatā€™s a shame; Theo told me that youā€™d be staying a while.ā€ And he had. Her brother had told her in no uncertain terms, that Nadia was going to have a roommate for at least six months and she should learn to deal with it. He mother had told her, in even more certain terms that she was going to treat her roommate, who had just been through hell (it was a fairly safe assumption. Mrs. Smith had left home when she was only 16 due to her own motherā€™s lack of care for her.), as if she were her own sister. AJ was to feel at home no matter what.

ā€œHonestly, Iā€™m happy to share a room with you.ā€ It was a lie, she was happy to share a room, but not really with AJ. She had been expecting to be sharing a room with her new college roommate, and that hope had just been smashed to the ground.