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One x One Dismal Deluge

Name: Ramona "Mona" Wheeler


Age: 24


Appearance:<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_07/57a8c36d0a0e1_ScreenShot2015-07-19at10.58.50PM.png.53bdabc0a07c3b68555def9b6a4bb251.png" class="ipsAttachLink ipsAttachLink_image"><img data-fileid="62909" src="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2015_07/57a8c36d0a0e1_ScreenShot2015-07-19at10.58.50PM.png.53bdabc0a07c3b68555def9b6a4bb251.png" class="ipsImage ipsImage_thumbnailed" alt=""></a></p>She's a brunette with light green eyes and light skin. She has pretty slender frame and doesn't really have many curves.


Personality: Mona's pretty apathetic most of time and is easily bored. She's sarcastic and has a sort-of dry and snarky sense of humour. She's a bit misanthropic and avoids most people, but that's mainly due to her own stubborn unhappiness. She's immature emotionally and would much rather feel sorry for herself than make things better. Mona is also a little sloppy and tends to leave things unfinished.


Backstory: Mona grew up living with her mother and grandfather in a big city. They lived together in a small rented house which, luckily was not too expensive. Still, her family struggled to scrape by. She tried not to complain much about life at home. She felt guilty about her mother grandfather always putting her first, and felt like a burden. Now, she finds it difficult to express anything other apathy, but can still easily empathize with others.


Mona never knew her father, but she knew since she was young that she wanted to be something bigger and better than he ever was. To give back to her family, she decided to study law in order to become lawyer and earn some money. She realized she hated it, quit school, and aspired to be a fiction writer. Unfortunately, she has had no luck in publishing any of works. She finds it difficult to advertise and bring attention to herself online, because no one ever seems to notice.


Other: She works at a convenience store called 24/7.

 

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Name:

Horace James Edison

Age:

Thirty One

Appearance:

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Horace has one of those faces that makes a person wonder what kind of fights he's gotten into. He has three scars running across his face: one that cuts up his eye, one on his jaw, and one right on his forehead. He has a large, pointed nose and small but thick lips. Notably, his eyes are always shadowed, and they look soulless. His hair is long, messy, and unkempt. Dark and shoulder-length, there's probably an animal living somewhere in there. Aside from that, his body is one that has recently lost an excess amount of weight, so his clothes are usually much larger on him than they should be. He is above average height. He has facial hair lining his jawline.

Personality:

One of those people that people steer clear of in a subway. He gives off an aura of anger and contempt toward the world, which one would be right to assume he holds. Horace also has extreme trust issues and would rather hide behind a wall of snark than ever open up. He is intensely loyal, however, to the few that he has allowed into his life, and would do absolutely anything for them. A thing that is easily noted quickly is his propensity to do anything. He feels his life is no longer worth living and it contributes to a rather dauntless behaviour.

Backstory:

Once upon a time, life was great. A two story house, two loving parents, and a brother that he fought on-and-off with. Life went downhill as soon as Horace went off to college, where he found vices that interfered with life and his studies, which eventually led to him dropping out and selling illegally obtained goods to keep off the streets. For a short while, this seemed like the best option and life was as good as it could be. Unfortunately, good things never last for too long. He was soon set up by his former best friend and imprisoned for three years.


Horace developed trust issues after that particular situation. He began working at a small factory, putting car parts together, where he suffered an accident that injured both his face, giving him his scars, and his leg, resulting in steel implants to hold it together, and a permanent limp. Despite all this, he regularly keeps in contact with his parents, who believe him to have graduated from his university and now off working some prestigious job. He has not seen them since he left, roughly twelve years ago.

Other:

Smokes regularly. Part of a motorcycle club. Speaks English proficiently and elementary German.
 
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