Post by CUJOxx on May 19, 2011 16:21:34 GMT -6
Name: Deimin "Dei" Alexander Carew
Age: Seventeen
Sex: Male
Orientation: Pansexual
I feel it deep within, it’s just beneath the skin
I keep it caged but I can’t control it.
[/right]Personality: Deimin is very quiet, preferring to write his thoughts out on paper or on his own arms. His parents were scientists, and as a child they often used him as a sort of test subject, and he became quiet and withdrawn from others because he was afraid that everyone was studying everything he did. He doesn't like being watched by people.
He loves to take and draw pictures. Sharpies are his drawing tool of choice, and he absolutely hates pencils. Even if they were the only thing he could find, he wouldn't use one. He likes things that are permanent. He doesn't mind change, so long as everything doesn't change all at once. But if he writes something down, or draws something, he wants it to stay there until he makes it go away.
He hates being used. Once his parents discovered he was attracted to the same gender, they only used him for more experiments. They were extremely anti-homosexual and wanted to fix their son's "illness." After having the fact that liking the same gender was "satanic" and "disgusting" and "horrible," Dei ran away. He attempted suicide, but a couple passed the alleyway he was in and called the hospital, which in turn contacted his parents. He had no choice but to go home with them and was forced to submit to their tests and experiments and prodings once more. He attempted suicide twice more before he tried running away again, at which point his parents sent him away.
At the asylum, he managed to get out of his room often and found himself doing others sexual favours in exchange for things he wanted--Sharpies, paper, money to get his camera film developed.
Appearance: Deimin is of relatively average height for a seventeen-year-old boy, about 5'10", though he is a little on the light side, weighing close to 130lbs. His eyes are a translucent blue, his hair a dusty golden-brown. Despite all the time he spends inside, his skin is slightly tanned.
He hates wearing the asylum-issued clothes; he finds them uncomfortable and ugly. He much prefers the tank tops and hole-infested jeans he managed to con his parents into bringing him. The wardens don't really like it, but there isn't much they can do to keep him from wearing them. He prefers to go without shoes, especially when he is outside. Sure, his feet get a little cold, but if he wore shoes he would have to wear socks. And he hates socks with a passion like no other.
If he has to wear shoes, he wears a pair of white high-top Converse that he has drawn all over in Sharpie. Every once in a while he goes over the designs or creates new ones, just to keep them fresh-looking.
Piercings: None.
Tattoos: Dei writes all over himself with Sharpies. The only ink that can't eventually be washed off is a black feather on his left wrist.
You calm the poison, ease the suffering
when I'm afraid to feel again
[/right]Committed For: Multiple suicide attempts.
Duration of Stay: Until he is approved for release.