[Rise of the Empowered]Savitr Hazarika

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Date Doc: 2015/??/??

BIRTH NAME: Savitr Hazarika


KNOWN ALIAS(S): __________


AGE: 25


GENDER: Male


SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual


DATE OF BIRTH: August 21st, 1990


HOMETOWN: Guwahati, Assam (Northeast India)


BLOOD TYPE: A+


FAMILY:

FATHER:

Parag Hazarika.




MOTHER:

Mitra Hazarika.


OCCUPATION: Genius.

• Ability
• Physical
• Mental
• Background
• Notes

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  Powers:(Vanilla)
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  HEIGHT: 6' 1"
  
  
  WEIGHT: 152 lbs
  
  
  EYES: Dark brown
  
  
  HAIR: Black
  
  
  DESCRIPTION: Savitr would like to imagine himself as the epitome of intellectual dreaminess. Although born and raised in India, he has done everything in his power to reject his culture, styling himself based entirely on Western values. Moreover, he seems to belong to a different era, wearing rich three-piece suits of tweed and even carrying a pocket watch and handkerchief. Whatever fashion he is sporting, it is sure to be expensive, perfectly tailored, and, in his own words, exquisite.
  
  
  He takes great pride in physical appearance, working out frequently and belonging to a fencing club where he spars occasionally. He can't take anything too seriously, however, because that would be against his worldly code. Just seriously enough to develop overly proficient skills and a fit and capable physique. Sound body, sound mind.
  
  
  Also, he is very particular about wearing '1 Million' cologne from Paco Rabanne, refusing to even so much as sample anything else.
  
  
  
  
  
  
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  ALLIES: Jared Walmsley (Roommate)
  
  
  ENEMIES: (TBA)
  
  
  HOBBIES: Fencing, Smoking, Sounding intelligent, Working on the next 'Great American novel,' Intellectualizing, Problem-solving
  
  
  LIKES: 20th Century American Literature, Fashion, Partying, Romanticism (and Romantic partners), Being worshipped, Aesthetic values, the Elite, fine wine, traveling, his name
  
  
  DISLIKES: Anything he associates with Indian pop culture, Debates (how dare someone disagree with him; Heaven help them if they win), 21st Century American pop culture, Moving, Pets, Noise when he is trying to work, Anyone he views as his inferior
  
  
  PERSONALITY: Bursting with confidence, Savitr is a self-stylized genius and aesthete, having nothing better to do than lounge around looking and being perfect.
  
  
  While having great interest in and knowledge about the arts, in truth Savitr merely dabbles, and is much better at appearing he knows what he is talking about than actually saying something of merit. He is also quite the socialite, boasting a list of contacts in the New York literary, business, and art worlds that could curl a prospective dreamer's toes. However, he uses these contacts to get invites to fancy (and, alternatively, wild) parties rather than advance his own place in the world. And he sure does love to party.
  
  
  Having learned to balance his own (though self-hating) 'foreign exoticism' with a confident charisma and sense of mystique, Savitr is quite skilled in the many arts of getting laid, though he's not necessarily one for complicated or long-term relationships...basically anything that could 'negatively influence' his art. He's not that kind of a Romantic.
  
  
  While in his younger days he was determined to outshine his parents' accomplishments, he has since seemed to become a bit...well, unambitious. His 'Great Novel' hasn't been seen or read by anyone (though he insists he's working on it, and that, once published, it will put Ulysses to shame). Still, lounging around smoking certainly isn't making any great difference in the world. However, he has himself so convinced of his own genius and mental perfection that's he stopped worrying about whether his words will have an impact, certain that, one day, they will.
  
  
  
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  HISTORY: Despite being born in one of the fastest growing metropolitan areas in the entire world, Savitr always felt restless and desired to escape. His parents are both highly successful in their own rights, his father being a well-known and controversial judge, equal rights activist, and political writer, while his mother, a one-time Indian TV personality, has since retired to assist her husband and help with his work. Never wanting for money, Savitr still resented his parents' lack of "true intellectualism," and couldn't understand how they could feel so accomplished being such tiny fish in the great sea of the world.
  
  
  As for himself, he focused on becoming the best, planning to prove to them just how insignificant their contributions to humanity really are. Only Literature, he thought, is truly universal, and has the power to move the world.
  
  
  Guwahati wasn't good enough for him, so he got into Harvard. During his Freshman year he was forced to take an art history class, initially thinking it useless, but was soon overcome by the force of true Art. Thus, under the influence of American life and his expanding studies, he started to become something of a dilettante, dabbling in this-and-that and reading extensively so that he may go to orchestra rehearsals and museum openings and sound smart. Through it all, his one true passion was always Literature (of course, with a 'capital L'). He was expressly drawn to the writers of the early half of the 20th century, seeing America as the birthplace of 'perfect Literature.' His devotion is so great that he'd even go so far to dismissing other great 'classics' (such as Shakespeare) as 'sub par,' though he does have a fondness for a few Russian and Irish authors. Poetry is not at all his cup of tea, being 'meaningless pretty words hiding behind a promise of great truth that doesn't exist.' His words, anyways.
  
  
  Graduating with a Major in English Literature in 3 years instead of the usual 4, Savitr took what others might argue is an otherwise worthless degree and decided to pursue writing full-time, knowing himself to be a genius. Again, he was accepted to the best of the best, the Iowa Writer's Workshop. For the next two years Savitr polished his craft, always at the top of his class, untill he graduated and released himself unto New York City.
  
  
  While he had various literary agent and publishing offers, he decided to reject them until he had completed a 'true masterpiece.' Though money was of no object, he thought that in order to truly gain great inspiration, he must submit himself to the struggles of the artist, instead finding a run-down apartment in one of New York's less-than-prestigious neighborhoods to try "slumming it."
  
  
  Even Savitr himself isn't entirely sure why he put out an ad for a roommate. Perhaps he was curious, lonely, or looking for intellectual stimulation. In any case, he was elated to welcome in a fellow 'Ivy Leaguer' - the only status symbol that, to him, counts. While Walmsley wasn't exactly what Savitr had in mind, he began to grow used to having him around, and really, who would complain about a 24/7 ego boost?
  
  
  
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  NOTES: I think his name would be considered rather odd in India.
  
  
  He always did his schooling in English but spoke Assamese at home. He can still work his way around an Assamese conversation, but forget reading. He also knows a few random phrases in Bengali.
  
  
  Keeps a very small collection of ornate hunting rifles, and has taken the proper courses to legally use them. Not that he would under normal circumstances as they are kind of antiques.
  
  
  And Dago is pretty (skullKing).
  
  
  
  
  
  

 

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