Post by zeke on Jul 27, 2015 2:39:25 GMT -5
Age & Date of Birth: 24 || June 28
Gender: Male
Class: N/A // Slums, ex middle class.
Occupation: n/a, works (when he has to) for Zwei, or misc jobs for anyone that MIGHT let him do some work for them, but also theft is a biggie. Ex entertainer, used to be a singer.
Affiliation: Scavenger, Ex-Civilian . Only able to use Lightning magic.
Genetic Modifications: None.
Unique Tech: Lmao he has nothing.
Appearance: Tall and lanky, Zeke stands at 191cm. He has shaggy blonde hair often hiding his face, softer though still masculine features that seem somehow worn down by stress and less than ideal living conditions, and incredibly pale blue eyes. He seems to carry himself as if he were on the verge of fight or flight at all times - though that is perhaps because he is. Face and body boast scars from dangerous, physical work and his skin is otherwise a tawny sort of tan color, though with a somewhat sick complexion. He doesn't really look healthy, though perhaps that's because he really isn't well taken care of.
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Personality: Stand-offish and skittish, Zeke is unlikely to trust others - he's been given no reason to. A severe addiction to Magic has left him an irritable and less than rational person most of the time, more concerned with getting a fix than the situations that others are in. With that aside, he really doesn't want to hurt anyone or anything, himself included, and is plagued with regrets for his past decisions, guilt over his less than good choices, and carries quite a bit of hate for himself and for the things he's been forced to do to keep himself alive.
Background: Originally born to a high class family and exposed to all the luxuries of the world, Zeke didn't quite make the cut when he went for his exams at age 18 and found himself dropped down to the middle class. He originally found the police work he was brought in to do a fulfilling and interesting thing - mostly when he got to help people out - but it always bothered him how some of the lower classes were treated. Still - he was sheltered and didn't quite get a lot of the impression of the big bad terrible things that could happen.
His occupation as a singer and entertainer lasted for a few years, though the competitive nature of the business drew him in to use Magic to be more flashy, to add flare to performances. Often he'd engage in the use of Light or Lightning - they had a big wow factor and he loved the reactions he got. However, it wasn't really... enough, and so the overuse began. First it was just a few more than suggested dosage, then double, then triple - he grew addicted very quickly.
Eventually, he started to run into money problems - his reliance on Magic was becoming too overbearing, he was lashing out at people while in withdrawal, and the legal stuff just wasn't enough for him. Zeke acquired quite a bit of debt by dealing in black market magics, became more reliant on the substance, and eventually nearly died. When he came to, he found that he couldn't quite.... speak properly any more. Something had fried, something had been damaged. Even if he could have regained his reputation, there would be no more singing for him.
Taking on whatever work he could and unable to afford medical care, he found himself in far more debt than he could handle and was 'apprehended' by the black market dealer who wanted his repayment. Zwei. The man realized that Zeke wasn't likely to win back any funds through honest work and instead had his NUIP forcibly removed - rendering him a scavenger who thanks to the effects of his overdoses was essentially voiceless and unable to barter on his own. Zeke needed to rely on him for his most basic needs and in turn, was forced to do whatever jobs the dealer wanted.
He's tried to go off on his own and make his own way a few times, but necessity and problems with communicating his needs to others, as well as his reliance on magic, have always driven him back.
Additional Notes: Zeke is affected by a form of expressive aphasia and selective mutism as a result of damage to his brain from overuse of Magix as well as past trauma that he has suffered. This renders him effectively incapable of speech, though he is occasionally able to speak a single word here or there with great difficulty. The aphasia is not so severe as to render him unable to communicate through written text, so long as he is able to concentrate and keep relatively calm throughout the interaction and the thoughts written down are relatively simple in structure.
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