Thread: The King Is Looking. (Updated v2.0)

Re The King Is Looking. Profiles I Will Forever Be Haunted By Your Remains Bakuya Gin Houshijin Rummy, The Mummy 17 December 12th 5'9''12 175.3 lbs Killswitch Engage - The End of Heartache The Insomniac xxxxxxxxxxxxxIt all started to go down hill ever since he had been born rejected by his parents he was put in foster care where he lived with his adopted family. Never being told much about either his mother or father, he was unable to dwell upon things for longer than a few minutes at a time being poked and prodded by his parents to do well in school. That being the only thing to focus on at the time. He was swiftly overshadowed when his foster parents had started to give birth to their own children, his importance being shoved into the back of a long closet. They tended to his needs, only minimally from the beginning letting him grow as he wished. With each new addition to the family, he was pushed back further- so far back that he wasn't able to see or understand the light of day. Huddling alone for most of his childhood in his small room they had given him simply attending school because that was the only outlet he had when it came to actually holding in importance. Though it was minimal. He drew to those in his class, only being given attention by a few that deemed him 'okay'. Trying to draw on them due to his insecurities they turned on him, not able to understand. Stamping him under their feet in an attempt to ridding the world of him. The thought of love becoming a fleeting thing to him due to these people, swiftly he drew to himself. Not opening up to such individuals again. Time then ebbed its way towards his high school years not many things had changed since being in elementary school, but he could feel the need of his foster parents when it came to him. They needed him gone. He survived the beginning of high school with a few nicks to his body from an abusive family, slowly falling in love with another teenager in his class. The two seemed destined to be together, they started to date- enjoying each others company. He opened up to her and she did the same. Slowly their bond grew until the later days of his sophmore year where he wished to display his affection to her he wished to ask for her hand in marriage. Going over to the apartment her parents lived in, he was ready to propose to her having worked enough the past year to come up with a ring for his beloved. What he was met with when he reached the apartment turned his life upside down. Within he was met with his love, holding a gun to end her own life. She eyed him sadly before speaking out the last words anyone would ever hear from her I love you then she ended her life, right in front of him- bullet piercing her through. He had no chance of saving her and swiftly run that night, not stopping to see where he was going as he tried to out run the life that cursed him. His life seemed to have broken before him with his happiness as he was shortly kicked out by his family for his 'insane' rants at night. Being sent to an orphanage for the last year of his life, being dragged away from anything he knew to start anew. Only being able to live at he orphanage for a few days, they had swiftly decided he wasn't the sort of being they wished in this place. Studying his habits carefully they had deducted that he wasn't deemed for normal society. His habits having shifted for the worse after being shipped out of his 'home'. He had started to cut himself on a daily basis while staying up late at night wailing. Some said it was from his sudden change in environment, but they wouldn't know about the nightmares that twisted up in his mind. Ones of either his love or somethings he simply couldn't comprehend. They had started to haunt him on the last days his lover was alive his feeling behind them ill- wishing that they had never coming. Thinking they had some connection to her reasoning behind leaving him. Maybe she knew about them, he would never be sure about this. Without much hesitation they dumped him into the asylum, hoping that the treatment within would help him sleep at night rather than stay up harming himself. They had too many things on their hands with the orphanage to really center around his unstable mind. So dropping him off was a sound idea as he was caged away like any other insane individual. Gradually in captivity he grew worse, holding a strong fear of being closed away claustrophobia, it simply made things worse for him. The pain of his loss, the nightmares that haunted him and constant state of hysteria. xxxxxxxxxxxxxHe is a very reserved person, one who sees it very hard to go out and simply talk to others about his problems. Holding all the weight of his pain inside his mind, he never thought about telling his family or friends about it. Very much a loner, he sticks to himself even though his body craves attention from others. This being one of the reasons to why he started to damage his body, the lack of attention had gotten to him. With the lack of will to talk to others, he had developed a symptom close to what others would considering being 'mute'. Only because he would simply refuse to talk to others, his larynx cramping up making him unable to speak. This being a very sociological problem from his past in elementary school. It becomes increasingly hard for him to speak when this happens about what has exactly troubled his mind into this state. It takes him a few minutes or so to get out of this phase, unable to conquer and overcome it. In his silence and even out of it he is a very observant individual, knit picking out specific things around him that others would seemingly miss. He will focus on certain things for periods at a time, seeming as if he is frozen in time by this, then break out of it like he had simply been staring for a second. He is a very gloomy individual one who will easily start to talk about the down side of things with a rather twisted vocabulary. It doesn't matter to him that he sees the glass half full, just as long as others understand that's how he is. He will only state his opinion on things once, sometimes in an undertone not grasping that others may have not heard him. Seldom will he acknowledge that he is wrong about something, a very stubborn and hard individual to sway when it comes to how he sees things. Not to many people can hold his interest for very long because of how his overall thought of others is. He doesn't think very highly of anyone and will show it easily by how he acts. This being the aftermath after the death of his love, just another thing that makes him bitter towards the world. Very much one for the gloomy and gory, he will speak about chaotic scenes without even flinching. After seeing the death of his lover and the abuse he was given subtly by his foster family, it makes anything else he can encounter pale in comparison to the pain his mind has went through. Throughout his whole ordeals his vaults system has been broken into pieces, he sees only himself as something worthy when in reality he has as much worth as anyone else. He will not hesitate to walk on others if it means he can be free once more, human lives aren't something he sees as precious in this world. He is capable of showing emotion but has problems displaying any affection towards others. Anger and sorrow are much more characteristic sides to him, each holding a piece of his sanity. He has small fits at times where he will seem bi-polar, switching from sad to anger to happy he can't control these as well at all and suffers from it. Over all he is a very gloomy, deranged and demonic individual. Willing to sacrifice the lives of his peers to get the better deal in things, he can easily be considered insane and ruthless at the same time. There is a chance others can reach out to him, but it is very slim. xxxxxxxxxxxxxHe has had minimal contact with his foster family, though he has had less with his real parents. After the fact of being disowned and given up to another family to take care of him. His foster parents had adopted him in hopes that he would become their son and focus as they tried to conceive. His foster mother had several failed attempts until he had been placed in their care, for sometime they were able to give him and their first born attention, but as time went on he was pushed to the side. Never to be spoken to or even acknowledged. He had tried his best to get friends at school but was repeatedly rejected by the others children due to his looks his hair a stark white and his eyes a lifeless silver. A few had decided he was an 'okay' to have around and seemed to hover around him at times, making him feel small and insignificant. Over time his friends decided to turn on him, stamping him against the ground as if displeased with him. They wished to get rid of whatever he was and hoped it would happen soon. His foster parents soon adopted the same ideology when their bills started to go up, not seeing the point in having a child they didn't want around let alone one that wasn't their by birth. They started to make his life harder by beating him periodically. This display of behavior was pressed upon their children, they too abused his body at any time they could. Slowly driving him crazy inside as he tried to hold onto his sanity. xxxxxxxxxxxxxHe has a dark fixation with blood, something not to many others seem to agree with. It seems to be one of the only things that can calm him down when he's hysterical either to ingest it best possible result or to get a whiff of it. With that he seems to have a thing for sharp objects, specifically doctors equipment- only because he had been able to check out the supplies that his foster father has in the hospital he owns. He has a very dark fear of water, unsure as to why exactly- he can't stand being in water for long fearing that he will drown somehow from even small bodies of water. In addition he has a problem with being confined in any manner and will start to wail out screaming until he is either knocked outfainting from the lack of air or he is freed.