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CAN YOU PROMISE ME, AND IT SPEAKS THE TRUTH. IT SAYS ERASURE.
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- โห โโโโ NAMEโฎ XX ASHER CROFT
โห โโโโ ALIASโฎ XX ASH {OCCASIONALLY ; INDIFFERENT}
โห โโโโ AGEโฎ XX SEVENTEEN
โห โโโโ ETHNICITYโฎ XX SPANISH
โห โโโโ GENDERโฎ XX MALE
โห โโโโ SEXUALITYโฎ XX HETEROSEXUAL ; HETEROROMANTIC
โห โโโโ EYE COLORโฎ XX GREEN
โห โโโโ HAIR COLORโฎ XX BROWN
โห โโโโ HEIGHTโฎ XX FIVE FOOT ELEVEN
โห โโโโ WEIGHTโฎ XX ONE EIGHTY NINE
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He wakes up sometimes in the kitchen wondering how he got there. Not from sleep. He's always awake, always conscious in these situations, but there's a flip in his brain, he's sure, that's been switched, labeled 'autopilot.' If he seems out of it, it's because he is. Dreaming, probably. But not sleep dreaming, no. Awake dreaming. It's strange, the dreams he collects. When he's dreaming, what he's really doing is listening to people talk. He gathers and collects the snippets and bits he hears and fills in the rest. It's a fun past-time. Terribly distracting, though, makes it impossible to focus on the one conversation that really matters, which is, of course, the one's he's meant to be participating in. He's better than he used to be, though, and can focus on the task at hand now. The trouble is, it just gets so awfully boring sometimes. People aren't strange, not the way the world is. Well, that's not true. People are strange, but the world is less shy about it.
He's not as weird as this sounds, promise, even if he'd like to be. Just a little dreamy, a little eccentric, a little like smoke in dim lit room, a little like fog on the night of a full moon. He's not as weird as this sounds, even if sometimes he gets the feeling he'd like to live forever on the seashore and watch the ocean devour the world one inch at a time.
He's just easily fascinated, he thinks. It's all one big magic trick to be unraveled. Half of him remains convinced he could make the moon disappear with the right sleight of hand. He has trouble, sometimes, formulating the exact mechanics of his thoughts into concise sentences. Like he feels he should be capturing more. Some people tell him, sometimes, that he just ends up sounding a little poetic. And he has an impish, dreamy half-smile. They tell him that too. And then they tell him, when he does a little slight of hand, that they think he would make an excellent Robin Goodfellow. He read the play after that, and he can't help but agree. Or maybe wish is the right word. How excellent it'd be to be a faerie, screwing around the lives of mortals, ever living and ever enjoying.
He's soft-spoken with silent footsteps, and appears sometimes like a ghost. He imagines this, paired with his other traits, gives him an air of mystery. He's not terribly hard to crack though, no Amsec CSC 1913 safe with built in retinal and fingerprint scanning. Simple, comparatively. He'd just like to live in a slightly stranger world than the one he's in, and he's doing his best to generate that illusion.
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WORDSWORDS OH THEY WOULD CROWN ANOTHER โ
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WORDWORSโ AND IT'S HARDER THAN YOU THINK
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โ Because he likes to practice his sleight of hand, he has a bad habit of picking people's pockets or lifting other items when he talks to them. He always returns what he takes, but it's weird anyways. Beware any unnecessary contact; he's quite good. โ He likes to take naps outdoors, in grassy fields, or forest groves, or near river beds. โ He plays the flute, but only when he's sitting high above the ground on a tree branch.
`โ INTELLIGENT ; For all his strange eccentricity, he is actually very intelligent. He's a quick study when he's learning something he's interested in. For example, he has a knack for figuring out the secret to magic tricks and recreating them. He's very good with languages-- fluent in three, conversational in two-- even if most of those languages prove obscure and relatively useless (Spanish, Czech and Romanian, and Hungarian, Danish, and Italian, respectively. He picked them by how veiled in mysticism the countries seem to be.).
`โ OBSERVANT ; A by-product of searching for magic in the mundane. He likes to people watch and listen in on strangers' conversations, which is...well, creepy, a little, yes, but also thoroughly entertaining. He often picks up on the little things no one noticed, and that can come in handy.
`โ SANGFROID ; Dangerous situations are really just exciting ones in disguise. Pressure doesn't get to him, because if it's entertaining, then it's entertaining, and if it's not, then it doesn't matter anyway. Besides, nerves never helped anybody figure a situation out. He prefers to observe with calm eyes; after all, you find what you are seeking when you are looking least.
`โ OUT OF THE BOX ; They say children come up with the most creative solutions because they're not as rigid in their thinking as adults. He's spent most of his years trying to erase the rigidity of reality, so it stands to reason that he's with the children on that one, except plus a lot more knowledge. The result is frequently clever solutions to difficult problems.
`โ ADRIFT ; Which is to say, the opposite of grounded. He floats around like a hot air balloon with no weights, drifting his way through the clouds and the days. Reality serves no purpose in his faulty constructed world, and he pays little thought to real problems with real consequences. They can wait.
`โ SOLO PLAYER ; He has something of a communication problem. And while clever solutions to problems are all very fine and dandy, they don't do everyone much good when he sets off to implement them without telling anyone else. It's easier to him that way, cutting out some of the steps, but it complicates things eventually.
`โ SELF-SERVING ; Good luck trying to get him to do anything he doesn't want to. If he does something, it's because it interests him. Not because it'll help someone, or because it's for the greater good. He's far from likely to do something without some incentive to motivate him.
`โ MISCHIEF ; When the world doesn't provide him with enough entertainment, he takes it upon himself to artificially fabricate some. Like his great hero Puck himself, he's not above meddling in people's lives (love lives, friendships, anything) to spark something of interest. Not many people appreciate that.
`โ SWALLOWED BY THE SEA ; Endless darkness, aching lungs, years of silence, drowning is a terrible way to go.
`โ NO MAGIC IN THE MUNDANE ; Spare him the daily routine of monotonous moment after monotonous moment, he hungers for so much more. He could travel the world if reality wasn't so stifling. It scares him, leaves him breathless and vexed.
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WORDWORS TELLING DREAMS FROM ONE ANOTHER. โฟ
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He is not a changeling, nor the child of a faerie, nor anything strange to be whisked away at some point to some whimsical world. Sadly. Contrarily, he is the offspring of a normal mother, and the product of (what he considers to be) a fairly normal upbringing. His mother was born in Spain, though she moved to America shortly after her college graduation. She met his father young, made decisions only the passionate youth can make. She moved away from the great city of Chicago all the way to Seattle, Washington with her still yet unborn child.
She was a good mother, great even. Certainly exceptional for a first-timer going it alone. But she raised him well, and he didn't find himself in any sort of real trouble. Not any real trouble at all, no, no, he was just...a little restless. Yes, restless is the right word. A little bored. And he'd come home covered in scrapes and bruises from traipsing around the forest, and he was just so eager to see more and do more, that eventually she decided he had that right.
She did a little research, found out the best place for him to spend his summers, somewhere he could what he did at home, just with a bit more of a safety net. That was four years ago and he's been going ever since.
No, he doesn't always have the best time doing all the activities and figuring out the teamwork, but he's always eager to go back anyway. Something about the air maybe. There's just something magical about breathing air that's just different from the air you spend most of your life breathing.
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WORDWORS& MOVING AT A PACE UNKNOWN TO MAN
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FACE CLAIM ; SAM STEELE
HEX CODE ; #C0C0C0
PLAYED BY ; EPIMETHEUS
CREATED BY ; VERIX