07-06-2017, 07:19 PM
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NAME. dreamkit captor.
NICKNAMES. dreamy, dreary, madotsuki ("true name"; will adopt later on in life).
GENDER. male (will transition to female later on in life. feminine pronouns will be used to refer to her in this application).
SEXUALITY. homoromantic asexual.
ALLIANCE. the exiles.
APPEARANCE. appearance-wise (though perhaps this could be said of her personality too), dreamkit is unremarkable to the point of generic. in a faceless crowd she would never be found, in a photograph she would be a sepia blur in the lower right corner, more of a mistake in lighting than a person. she is nearly indistinguishable from background; she might as well be a rock or a clump of earth for how onlookers' gazes pass over her.
there are no definitive points to start from when defining her, so she is best viewed as a whole. she is small and slight of figure, and colored with a soft shade of brown. not even chestnut, or hazel, or chocolate, or any other romantically named shadeâ€â€Âjust brown. upon her triangular face rests half-lidded eyes hued with a red so dull it seems a more pronounced shade of brown. she has long fur with a coarse, matted texture. she has a sloped posture and an aimless gait. she tucks her head and looks up through her lashes, in a way that would be coquettish if it wasn't so subservient. her teeth are slightly more pointed than they should be, her only characteristic that marks her vampirism.
what picture has been painted of her? is it smeared and formless, blurred and bland? does it seem more of a mistake by a clumsy artist's hand than an image? if so, good. because that is what she is: out of focus, shapeless, a banality on the greater order of things. what more can be said?
PERSONALITY. even as a child, dreamkit is listless. her name suits her to an extent, as she always seems to be in her own tiny world with little regard for what goes on around her. except she isn't daydreaming; she's just staring into space. her head is full of nothing. she hardly seems a living creature, as she doesn't think or express or move, at least not in a noticeable sense. her emotions are somewhat dulled and she seems disconnected from reality, drifting in some blank margin between space and time. her detachment from the world at least enables her to view it objectively, and as such she is highly perceptive, though she doesn't do much with the information she gathers. engaging with her is a struggle, as her interactions are limited to a minimum: she speaks only what she needs to and moves only when she is obliged to. she is simply there to take up space.
she is far from an interesting person, having no skills, interests, habits, or quirks of note. average isn't really the right word for her, since it's hard to compare someone as flat as her to the dynamic people that populate the world; neutral is probably better. there is nothing particularly good or bad about her, and in fact those words don't apply to her at all. she just is.
as she ages, though, still waters begin to run deep. though consciously she remains as dreary as an empty sky, subconsciously and unconsciously she is rife with complications. it's as if she is a thick layer of nothingness that disguises a nuclear core. for starters, she grapples with extreme gender dysphoria that only intensifies in the presence of those who identify as male, and as such she will "shut down" or react violently when she interacts directly with them. this includes her fathers though to a milder extent, possibly to their dismay. when she comes to terms with her gender identity, this severe reaction to males will gradually lessen but may not entirely go away.
it will seem that the amoral environment of the exiles doesn't affect her in the slightest, but in truth she silently deteriorates. her bizarre, brutal home will further isolate her from reality and corrupt her imagination into a vivid, morbid perplexity, which will later produce ghastly hallucinations. social situations will become confusing and frightening to her as well, further cutting her ties to the world. she will become prone to periodic shutdowns or violent reactions similar to the ones formerly produced by being around males. meanwhile, her emotions will slowly taper further away until there seems to be nothing left.
and it only gets worse from there.
TIMELINE.
• she is a quiet and absentminded but otherwise normal boy, living blithely under her fathers' care. there is a faint sense of being trapped in a body that isn't hers, her fathers' eccentricities are evident, and her bloodlust is emerging, but for a sliver of her childhood things are okay.
• gender confusion arises, and her struggle with it emerges in her refusal to interact with males. the exiles begins desensitizing her as well, corrupting her mind. this psychological deterioration is only evident in her unconscious at first, in the form of abrupt, surreal dreams. she begins to keep a dream diary, finding that the entries become progressively more morbid and detailed as time goes on. twinruins's developed pyromania will grant her a fear of fire in some way.
NAME. dreamkit captor.
NICKNAMES. dreamy, dreary, madotsuki ("true name"; will adopt later on in life).
GENDER. male (will transition to female later on in life. feminine pronouns will be used to refer to her in this application).
SEXUALITY. homoromantic asexual.
ALLIANCE. the exiles.
APPEARANCE. appearance-wise (though perhaps this could be said of her personality too), dreamkit is unremarkable to the point of generic. in a faceless crowd she would never be found, in a photograph she would be a sepia blur in the lower right corner, more of a mistake in lighting than a person. she is nearly indistinguishable from background; she might as well be a rock or a clump of earth for how onlookers' gazes pass over her.
there are no definitive points to start from when defining her, so she is best viewed as a whole. she is small and slight of figure, and colored with a soft shade of brown. not even chestnut, or hazel, or chocolate, or any other romantically named shadeâ€â€Âjust brown. upon her triangular face rests half-lidded eyes hued with a red so dull it seems a more pronounced shade of brown. she has long fur with a coarse, matted texture. she has a sloped posture and an aimless gait. she tucks her head and looks up through her lashes, in a way that would be coquettish if it wasn't so subservient. her teeth are slightly more pointed than they should be, her only characteristic that marks her vampirism.
what picture has been painted of her? is it smeared and formless, blurred and bland? does it seem more of a mistake by a clumsy artist's hand than an image? if so, good. because that is what she is: out of focus, shapeless, a banality on the greater order of things. what more can be said?
PERSONALITY. even as a child, dreamkit is listless. her name suits her to an extent, as she always seems to be in her own tiny world with little regard for what goes on around her. except she isn't daydreaming; she's just staring into space. her head is full of nothing. she hardly seems a living creature, as she doesn't think or express or move, at least not in a noticeable sense. her emotions are somewhat dulled and she seems disconnected from reality, drifting in some blank margin between space and time. her detachment from the world at least enables her to view it objectively, and as such she is highly perceptive, though she doesn't do much with the information she gathers. engaging with her is a struggle, as her interactions are limited to a minimum: she speaks only what she needs to and moves only when she is obliged to. she is simply there to take up space.
she is far from an interesting person, having no skills, interests, habits, or quirks of note. average isn't really the right word for her, since it's hard to compare someone as flat as her to the dynamic people that populate the world; neutral is probably better. there is nothing particularly good or bad about her, and in fact those words don't apply to her at all. she just is.
as she ages, though, still waters begin to run deep. though consciously she remains as dreary as an empty sky, subconsciously and unconsciously she is rife with complications. it's as if she is a thick layer of nothingness that disguises a nuclear core. for starters, she grapples with extreme gender dysphoria that only intensifies in the presence of those who identify as male, and as such she will "shut down" or react violently when she interacts directly with them. this includes her fathers though to a milder extent, possibly to their dismay. when she comes to terms with her gender identity, this severe reaction to males will gradually lessen but may not entirely go away.
it will seem that the amoral environment of the exiles doesn't affect her in the slightest, but in truth she silently deteriorates. her bizarre, brutal home will further isolate her from reality and corrupt her imagination into a vivid, morbid perplexity, which will later produce ghastly hallucinations. social situations will become confusing and frightening to her as well, further cutting her ties to the world. she will become prone to periodic shutdowns or violent reactions similar to the ones formerly produced by being around males. meanwhile, her emotions will slowly taper further away until there seems to be nothing left.
and it only gets worse from there.
TIMELINE.
• she is a quiet and absentminded but otherwise normal boy, living blithely under her fathers' care. there is a faint sense of being trapped in a body that isn't hers, her fathers' eccentricities are evident, and her bloodlust is emerging, but for a sliver of her childhood things are okay.
• gender confusion arises, and her struggle with it emerges in her refusal to interact with males. the exiles begins desensitizing her as well, corrupting her mind. this psychological deterioration is only evident in her unconscious at first, in the form of abrupt, surreal dreams. she begins to keep a dream diary, finding that the entries become progressively more morbid and detailed as time goes on. twinruins's developed pyromania will grant her a fear of fire in some way.
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VAMPIRE'S ARE ALWAYS VILLAINS DON'T YOU FORGET IT
[justify]RUSTSABITSUKI UPSHER CAPTOR PANDEMONIUM SAI. 23 MOONS. STEA BASTION.BIOGRAPHY