Klaus/profile

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## Klaus

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## Personality

There is nothing more beautiful to them than freedom and nothing more annoying than being dragged down. With 'passion' (literally) as a middle name, Klaus falls in love hard, fast, and constantly. This goes for everything in their life from people to hobbies to the newest Starbucks addiction. Despite how easily their attention is grabbed, they aren't the type to take and discard. Rather, they simply drag all their loves on them like the ribboned tail of a kite on this glide we call life.

Everything is a challenge to overcome and they intend to win. An in-your-face, grinning, 5'7 hellion, they are not above blackmail to get what they want. And they want a lot. The only thing that stops them from hoarding is their understanding of how transient life is and both their wardrobe and possessions are ever changing. But always stylish. Or at least what they consider stylish - and it only matters what they think. After all, they are the best. And they aren't afraid to flaunt it and let others know how shitty they are (if they view them as shitty). If people don't want to be insulted, they should just be better. Duh.

## Background

Some people are born and raised, others are sort of just born and then thrown into the chaotic plane engine that we've dubbed life. Klaus belongs to the latter category. Their mother used to tell them all sorts of stories about the other half of their zygote - all of them fantastical, romantic, and absolute bullshit. A famous band member, an actor on TV, the pope. It didn't take long for Klaus to realise that they would never get a real answer and... well, they were alright with it for the most part.

Most of their childhood and adolescent was spent on the road with their mother, a truck driver, who was kind but not very parental. She made sure that Klaus was never hungry but also had no qualms passing cigarettes and beers to her ten year old. Nonetheless the two were close and talked about everything: if murder was acceptable, how many types of aliens were out there, whether those reality TV stars were wearing extensions or if it was their real hair, crushes, whirlwind romances, hopes, wishes. The one thing that they never talked about was other members of their family. As far as Klaus knew, their mother had popped out of the ground fully formed.

Throughout all their travels, Klaus found themself drawn to the biodiversity of the world around them. Every place was so wildly different and yet so similar and, as they approached the end of their honestly illegal education, they decided to apply for college. It was a bit difficult without an official transcript but after tireless pestering of the admissions office and their remarkable test scores, they were admitted to university.

Leaving their mom was hard but, a tearful goodbye, and they were off.

During the summer, they were working a job as an instructor at a nearby aquarium, helping teach kids (and anyone who happened to wander over) about touch pool animals. A fulfilling, fun summer of laughing and hanging with their coworkers and learning more about aquatic life when - out of the blue - they got a text regarding the meet up.

The response was immediate: they knew just what this meant. That bastard Michael was stalking them again. Fucking nerd.
Well, it'd been a while since they'd seen New York, anyway. Might as well tell off their stupid ex and have a nice vacation.

## Trivia

* only child
* their old top is literally made of a trash bag (except the hood which is made of cloth, stapled on), current outfit they took the garbage bag strings and made a wrist-accessory out of it!
* bio major
* loves education
* always in movement
* only wears b&w/greyscale from the neck-down
* name is a 100% joke on santa claus

## Quotes

* > "*Say Something Here*"
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