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[div style="0px; width:400px; height:auto; text-align: justify; font-size: 8pt; line-height:13px;"]ATLAS XERXES KINGSTON ...
"you say i turned out fine i think i'm still turning out"

― atlas xerxes kingston was born into a well-to-do family, he never had to go without anything he wanted, if money could buy it then it was bought for him. but he never got what he needed; he was alone in a house far too large for a family of three, he didn't get tucked into bed at night, he didn't have someone to scare the monsters in his closet away, he didn't get hugs and kisses goodbye when he left for the bus, and he certainly has never understood the importance of family, because he doesn't really have one. his father, ken kingston, is a neurosurgeon, whose sole purpose is to research a cure for alzheimer's - funny thing, he seems to have forgotten he has a son, he needs that cure super fast. his mother, thena kingston, is a defense attorney, and an extremely good one at that - her defense on why she can't be at home more often is bulletproof.
― (trigger warning: death, depression) atlas, when he was seven, learned that his mother was pregnant, which was weird to him considering that she didn't have time for one kid, but he was filled with excitement anyway because he!! was!! having!! a!! sibling finally!! needless to say, atlas wanted a baby sister, he didn't know why but he just wanted a little girl that he could help take care of, he wanted to be that overprotective, overbearing, obnoxious big brother to a little girl. and he got his wish. on christmas eve he was granted with his favorite gift, a tiny baby sister named calypso (callie). and it could be said, in a strictly platonic and nonweird way, that atlas' first love was his baby sister. she was so beautiful and sweet and she always put a smile on his parents face, something he had never been able to do. he loved her, not only because she was the epitome of happiness, but because, as she got older and 7 years had passed, she had become his best friend. but that all came to a screeching halt. callie had started to seize one evening when atlas was watching her. she was rushed to the hospital where she was diagnosed with some incurable brain tumor, one that not even his dad could fix. the whole family had to watch her die, atlas never leaving her side, and with her death came the true and final death of the family. atlas was only fifteen and his whole world had been taken away from him. his friends didn't help to make him feel better, try as they might, and he just wanted to die. he still wants to die if he thinks about her too long. him and his friends got into partying, he was a wonderful host what with the big house and all. he tried anything to numb the pain. he even tried to kill himself, but one of his friends found him and saved him - bless her, she didn't know she had put him in more pain.
― atlas still, and never will be, over the death of his sister. he's seventeen (in most roleplays, though he can be up to twenty three to twenty six). he parties too much, is pretty much addicted to drugs, and on top of the stress of school, his depression and his family issues, he's trying not to let anyone know that he cannot, and will not, ever be in love with a girl. he finds boys far too pretty to marry a woman (though he thinks women walk on water).
― atlas has issues, he does he really does. he gets angry and he cries and cries until the sobs just fade into choked breathing. he screams into any void he can find (the woods, the ocean, his late night drives in his cars). he breaks things, gets into fights with people when he's drunk just because he wants to hurt. he constantly has bruised knuckles. he isn't mean to people, he just is bitter and, when people are drunk, they don't remember what they've done and they won't be mad at atlas for provoking them because they don't even remember laying a hand on him.
― atlas has always been a boy that feels too much, that knows too much, that has seen too much. he is smart, he is passionate, he knows how to make it seem like he doesn't feel a damn thing when he feels damn near everything. he's lost control, he's a broken boy, he used to have big, big plans but now he's only planning for his funeral.
― atlas, despite his obvious anger problems and self-destructive tendencies, he's still popular at his prep school. everyone loves him, because they remember that he used to be charming, loving, sweet, although sassy. they remember him being sociable and the class clown, hating to see someone sad. they remember him playing with his sister, passing on playing with his friends for his favorite girl instead. they remember who he truly is, not who he's become. and they miss that boy and they just want him back.


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