❧ Ozzrick

[Suhuba]

(Art by kaname423)

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Updated: Dec/20/17
Experience || 185


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[Miss Chief aka Uke]

Name: Ozzrick Brisbane

Stage: Prentice

Race: Leaf

Gender: Male

Base Traits: gregarious - crass - impulsive

Personality: Ozzrick is loud. He's always been a talker, but the trait only amplifies with age as he grows, and is not limited purely to words. He is also loud when expressing anger, fear, excitement, surprise, anticipation - or great pleasure with any given situation. The list goes on. On the flip side, due to his lack of reservations in expressing himself, Ozzrick is a social creature, open, and arguably charming. He throws himself into group situations with energy and a readiness to make connections with or get the attention of as many as possible, generally speaking. He tends to be self-serving, caring more about his own enjoyment or lack thereof of a situation rather than whether or not his behavior may be upsetting anyone, but despite this he is generally upbeat and friendly, lessening his likelihood of causing serious trouble in that regard.

If he does start trouble, however, he is more than willing — and sometimes eager — to ‘finish’ it. Never one to beat around the bush, Oz does not shy away from a fight, and considers a good bar brawl something of a sport all its own. This is fortunate for him, because his good humor is just as likely to spare him a fight as his lewdity is to start one.

Incidentally, his big mouth does not always lend itself to polite speech. While he usually means well, Ozzrick’s tongue runs like an unfiltered faucet, and thanks to a low-class upbringing all around added to his lack of self restraint, Oz often speaks crudely, choosing coarse or colorful language by default in a way that might make more tailored speakers cringe. He is unabashed about this and feels entitled to saying more or less anything he pleases—and getting to the point. Particularly when things become serious, his tendency for shying away from no word does at least lend itself to getting to the bottom of things bluntly when necessary, sometimes useful in a pinch.

Ozzrick acts much like he speaks: quickly, with little pause between thought and action. His impulsiveness is useful in high risk situations which require quick decisions, but of course can also get him into trouble. He isn’t one to look back and mourn his mistakes, however, and considers quick, decisive action the only way to go if one intends to live their life to the fullest without regret. “Overthinking only ensures stress headaches before death. We all die, no matter how much we think about it beforehand. It might as well be fast and with flare.”

Description: Medium/dark tan skin, green eyes, straight red hair.

Clothing: Nothing special. Mix of Oban colors/style with leaf - he lives more often around Oba than Tale going forward.

Accessories: A large hoop earring as well as several other piercings in his ears, one on his nose, and (if visible) his chest. Various trinkets from different religions across Tendaji and hair ornaments - Oz likes collecting things and then wearing them on his person like a walking thrift store for charms and baubles.  

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| History and Early Life |

Ozzrick has always been poor. In his earliest years, he lived in Tale with his mother, a traveling dancer then a member of a gypsy-esque troupe of performers. He was conceived ‘on the road’ by — from his own perspective — a nameless, faceless ghost who never became a figure in his life. Despite initial upset from her fellows at the unplanned for conception, however, Ozzrick’s mother, Isamene, was thrilled and a doting, if distractible, mother. After the rest of her company came to accept it, Ozzrick was raised primarily under a ‘it takes a village to raise a child’ mindset within the troupe, and in his pre-teen years considered most of their number to be almost as much ‘family’ as his mother was.

He learned to dance, perform skits, tell stories, juggle, perform all manner of necessary chores—and, he learned to steal. Though time would eventually rough him up, Ozzrick was an attractive and buoyant child, bright smiled, eager, and ready for the world. Certain members of their traveling band saw this as prime opportunity to cash in on, and between his childish charm, sense of adventure and determination, Oz made for a small and quick-witted pickpocket, distraction, or empathy-ringer for crowds during performances and elsewhere.

Around his thirteenth year, however, things began to change. His mother became involved seriously with a woman from outside of the troupe who had little interest in Ozzrick and limited patience for Isamene’s attention on him, as he was ‘a grown boy’ by then, ‘not needing of so much doting attention’ lest he be spoiled by a mother’s overbearing protection. Ozzrick was by then old enough to recognize and categorize her behavior as a form of jealousy, but also free spirited enough himself that he didn’t particularly mind her drawing away his mother’s attention. It left him more free to do as he pleased.

Less and less a ‘pretty’ young boy by the day, Ozzrick got into progressively more trouble on his own as the years went by, picking fights, wandering off from the troupe for first days, then sometimes weeks at a time. He earned scars, took to collecting various mementos from the places they traveled, and developed a free footed ‘live and die by the moment’ attitude towards the world. Still, he remained with his mother’s performance troupe. Until they traveled to Oba.

Sometime in his seventeenth year, the group of mixed but primarily Tale-native performers made it into the blistering deserts of Oba to try a hand at making their coin in the fire capital of Tendaji—and Ozzrick found that he loved it there. Despite the burning heat that most of his company seemed to despise, Oz found everything else more than enough to make up for any shortcomings of the heat: noise, activity, food, coin, merchandise. Oba seemed emblazoned with color, richness, and opportunity, and they stayed long enough for that culture to sink in its hooks.

Soon Ozzrick would come to find he did not necessarily want to leave again—at least, not in time to part together with his mother’s troupe.  

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