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More Roleplay Profiles
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F L Y H I G H_ _ _ _ _ _ _+
X < I was born with this name || » Carson Thad Simms
X < But I rather go by this || »
• Simms: ;; Like most common American’s he was always referred to by his friends by his last name. It was just how they recognized each other, it wasn’t uncommon either. The last name as a nickname came out of high school. They used to all have their last names on the back of their gym shirts. The coach got them all into the habit of referring to each other that way. It just stuck with him and how he addressed people throughout time.
• Speed: ;; No, his nickname here does not refer to the name of the drug. The name literally means it’s definition: full, maximum, or optimum rate of motion. The name of Speed came around when Carson started to get really talented with his ATs. He was a speed junky, he would go as fast as he could whenever given the opportunity. Now the name has faded into Carson’s history. It was a nickname he used as an ATer before The Golden Knights came around. When people talk about the legend that Carson was they refer to him as Speed, Simms or of course The Handsome Knight. Most people, unless closer friends, never got to know his first name.
• The Handsome Knight: ;; By far Carson’s most popular nickname of all time. When he was the leader of The Golden Knights everyone had a nickname. Having been the leader he had selected his own. Originally he had wanted to be named the Dark Knight but his light personality and appearance didn’t suit the name. Then a group of fan girls came up with The Handsome Knight and despite how much Carson hated it at first it just stuck. Like glue.
X < Born with a strive for adventure || »
July 6th I’ve got, lemme see, 24 candles on my cake…
→ Carson was born in San Francisco California and only lived there for a minor portion of his childhood.
X < You better believe I'm a || » ♂ Last time I checked I had a bulge in my pants…
X < Can I get your number || »
The relaxed woman No one at all. Though his preference would always be women Carson's heart was stomped on once and so he would never be truly willing to kindle up a new relationship with another woman.
X < A taste of this sweet eye candy || »
It’s easy to say that Carson suits his most famous nickname: The Handsome Knight. If you were to go into your local library and open up a children’s story book you just might find a picture of prince charming. This prince charming has may similar visual qualities that Carson possesses. He is a prince in the eyes of so many people and has been for his entire life.
As a baby he was said to look like baby cupid himself. Having been the son of a business mogul and a high fashion model he was an adorable child. He even made it to the covers of several baby fashion magazines and a baby commercial here and there. But his mother stopped all of the media attention and modelling when Carson turned six and started school.
Now, being in his late twenties, Carson’s face has matured to its most natural and beautiful point. He’s in a stage in his life when his looks are their personal best. His stunning deep chocolate eyes capture the attention of most anyone who passes him by. Then his skin, although not tanned like any typical Californian, is between pale and tanned. This way, you could say, he kind of blends in with the Asian crowd that lives in Tokyo. His other facial features, such as his nose, mouth and ears, all complement and accent one another. His ears are folded gently back into his head, his nose is not too small but also not too big and his mouth features the perfect smile (thanks to braces). Then lastly was his shock of strawberry blonde hair, natural of coarse and never dyed, cut in any typical American fashion and brushed so that it's at least neat and tidy. Carson isn’t really a fan of ‘beauty’ products.
Moving on from his head Carson’s body once was extremely muscular and toned. He used to be absorbed in weight training and some of his body toning is still visible in his legs, abs and arms. He isn’t the bulky kind of guy nor is he skin and bones. You might say he’s right in-between. His hands appear to be too big for him and his feet look too small but he doesn’t care. The last thing Carson ever thinks about is his appearance; many of things in his life come first.
When it comes to clothing Carson dresses for a young man just younger then his actual age. He still shops in teenage hotspots because the shirts are comfortable and the sizes fit just right. Depending on the season you can catch Carson wearing anything from a dressy looking coat to casual flip flops. He prefers to have a pair of jeans, tank and open shirt as his favourite outfit or maybe just a t-shirt, jeans and flip-flops. However, whatever he is wearing it has to be comfortable and fit properly. He doesn’t suffer for fashion.
X < Take a look inside of me || »
Carson, you could say, has a personality related to a variety of objects, both living and inanimate. For instance, if you were to compare him to a tree, Carson would be an Oak; a tree that grows wildly out of control if untrimmed. If you were to compare him to an animal he would be a fox, too fast to be caught in the act. And lastly, if you were to compare him to a clock; he may be slow, he may be fast, but he’s, quite simply, always ticking.
Having been Dyslexic from a young age Carson had troubles in school. It wasn’t that he couldn’t retain information, it was that he couldn’t read or memorize it from paper. He was always asking for people to read things aloud to him and he still does. Even if the Black Sheep is the one reading his mail to him, it’s all he needs. Once he hears it, the information is stored and memorized. Repetition may be needed at sometimes if a distraction comes along; for instance when Jack starts barking because someone is at the door to the house.
Now, when you meet Carson he doesn’t appear to be a friendly guy. And it isn’t that he’s shy or nervous or any of that other agoraphobia crap. Carson doesn’t like to be personal with people; he is the kind of guy who is known only by his last name. If you know his first name it’s because you’re the only thing he’s got. In this way he keeps to himself, he’s private about his social life and what he does. Though he can be considered a major flirt at times, Carson doesn’t open up his heart and soul to a stranger and he never will. His heart was stomped on once and that was enough for him. She ruined his chances of ever wanting to be married, have a girlfriend or even to start a family.
Speaking of children or family; was it mentioned at all that Carson hates immaturity? It’s the very baseline of who he is. Carson cannot tolerate or stand little kids who have disrespect for other people. Though he was formerly quite the delinquent he still greeted people who respected him with respect as well as being polite. At least, you could say, Carson is very much a gentleman. He has manners that many young men his age can never wish to obtain. However, don’t start to think that he would be stuck up around a person who doesn’t show him respect. He becomes quite the opposite. If you show him disrespect Carson will do the exact same back to you and sometimes worse. If you say anything to him that is rude or are the kind of person to make a snide remark after someone talks then his tongue is like a whip. He knows what to say to make anyone feel like dirt.
As for his ego? Carson never had one. He was never the kind of guy to flaunt the fact of his talent; he never rubbed his position as leader into another’s face. He believed and knew that there were better than him. He just didn’t think that he would actually be ruined by a person that way. Carson would never be arrogant towards another person, he would, however, let them rant on and on about how good they are for an hour before chiming in politely, are you done yet? The good thing about Carson is that he’s patient. His temper doesn’t flare all over the place unless someone starts talking about a touchy matter. For instance, her or even the day that The Golden Knights were taken out. He hates when people talk about the event as if they were there. Most of all Carson hates gossip and how rumours fly around about his demise.
So, be the right person. Be polite, don’t disrespect him and don’t go spreading rumours about him. Because then Carson will quickly become your worst nightmare.
T O U C H T H E S K Y_ _ _ _ _ _ _+
X < You can't defeat us || » Formerly of The Golden Knights
X < Watch me tear you into shreds || »
Just because someone goes into forced retirement (courtesy of the police may it be added) doesn’t mean they lose their skills.
During his childhood Carson experienced the regulars. He was on his little league soccer team, he ran in cross country and swam a heck of a lot in his spare time. When he was given the chance to start skating he liked the feeling and the speed but he wasn’t a fan of the cold. It was on his tenth birthday that he received an ordinary pair of roller blades as a present from his father. Carson used them so much that the wheels were run down to their plastic rims in a month. When he was old enough and had saved up all of his birthday money, allowance and earnings Carson bought his own pair of ATs and loved them from the start.
Speed was formerly his greatest weapon but also his strong knowledge of the anatomy of the gear he used. When he was fifteen he sat down and took apart his ATs. Then he upgraded them and specified them to his needs. He knew that he needed extra speed and mobility so that when he hit a sharp turn he wouldn’t wipe out. Carson sat through and thought about everything, he speculated things and practiced for hours, even when it rained.
By the time Carson was seventeen he was a force to be reckoned with and that’s when he finally went out and started to climb to the top. At eighteen he and a bunch of others formed The Golden Knights. They were the best of the best. Though Carson wasn’t the tricks specialist he was good with just about everything else. He didn’t really learn how to put the tricks into his routines until he was nineteen. He quickly became a legend and people loved to watch. Though Carson didn’t want to a fan favourite he quickly became one.
After his demise by her Carson’s highly upgraded ATs were confiscated by the police. They raided his garage and took everything from him. To avoid jail time he was told to never try to use ATs again. If he was ever caught they wouldn’t give him a second chance. At 21 he was forced to disappear from the scene. But that doesn’t mean he hasn’t bought a pair of ATs since then and experimented to keep up his game. He just hasn’t raced or fought against anyone.
Because, really, once you’ve been addicted to something for over half of your life; you can’t really drop it and move on.
X < Do you dare to find out more about me || »
He was born on July 6th, his mother going into labour at a lunch with a friend. His father was an entrepreneur and business mogul. Though he never saw him much Carson admired his father for his skills and tactics in any conference room. He was always spoken to by his mother as if his father was truly a god. Carson’s mother was an internationally renowned model so he gained a beautiful image from his parents. This being not only his general appearance but also what was expected of him. Many people held very high expectations for the boy; one of them was to one day inherit the company his father had worked so hard to build. But of course, life is never what it is expected to be. Carson twisted down a completely different path, one that involved him being outdoors instead of inside a conference room.
He was a child model during his young years. He was one of those kids you would see in the catalogues laughing and playing around wearing a cute outfit Carson’s mother had brought him into the world of modeling and he was loved by photographers for being extremely photogenic. However this period of his life quickly ended when he turned six and had to start school. Carson’s mother had originally wanted for him to be placed in a public school, that way he would be just like any other child. But his father won the debate and Carson was sent to a boy’s military academy until he was nine. It was here that he learned his mannerisms, how to be polite and how to never disrespect a person. But no matter how hard he tried Carson was never the best student. He had troubles reading and wrote a full year behind everyone else in his grade. His parents blamed the teachers because they truly believed their son was supposed to be a child genius. After he returned home from Military School it was discovered that Carson had dyslexia and his parents did everything to suppress it. They treated him as if he was contagious, maybe he would rub off on them and they would become stupid. In reality, this is far from true but his dimwitted model of a mother firmly believed that he would harm her genius.
So this was when Carson’s parents began to drift away from him, perhaps you could say if appeared as if they had stopped loving him. Then for his tenth birthday he was given two things; an airplane ticket to Tokyo for a student exchange program and a pair of rollerblades. To keep him out of their way and out of their faces Carson was sent on a two year student exchange program to Tokyo Japan where he would be schooled in an advanced fashion, learn a new language, and experience a different culture. His parents had high hopes that maybe Carson would overcome his Dyslexia and become a great student. But as you can imagine, this never happened. When he arrived Carson was excited but that quickly faded. Being an American he stood out like a sore thumb among the crowds. He was mocked and disgraced by many for being American. They called him an outsider because he just wasn’t like them; they told him he didn’t belong there. Most days Carson would only think of when the exchange would end and he would be able to go home to the US. He didn’t care about his parents or his father’s company. He just wanted to be around people who were like him, who talked like him too. Carson could never learn Japanese because of his Dyslexia; he could only retain the basics from his host family. Luckily the mother spoke fluent English so communicating things weren’t difficult at his home. To learn more about the culture and language Carson started to work at a local restaurant owned by his host family. He helped out and earned a small sum of money. Whatever he earned went towards a pair of ATs. Carson knew that he was ready for them. He had owned his rollerblades for almost two years and they were so worn out that the fabric seemed to be disintegrating from overuse.
The day he knew he had every penny he needed for a pair of high end ATs Carson went out and bought them on his own. He didn’t care that he supposedly needed parental permission to use them. ATs were the only thing that Carson had ever wanted. After he bought them and brought them home they were the only thing he cared about. He adored them because they didn’t mock him, they weren’t racist. He practiced and practiced, every day just wanting to go faster and faster. He craved speed and the adrenaline rush one gained when they felt like they were going out of control. Who cared about roller coasters or thrill rides, Carson had his ATs.
When he turned twelve Carson’s father moved his company over to Japan and his mother followed with her crumbling career. Carson was shocked. He had so desperately wanted to leave and yet he was now stuck in Tokyo. He was rejoined with his family and told that he could no longer live with his host family. This was something that truly made him upset. But it didn’t stop him from working at the restaurant. When his parents finally stopped saying they were so happy to see him and so sorry to have left him with some other family for two years Carson kept using his ATs. It appeared, as well, that his parents no longer cared that he was Dyslexic either, they didn’t even care about his grades. He was pulled from his ‘advanced’ classes and put into a normal school. At fifteen Carson was given a fresh start, the capability to clean up his reputation as a loser and become something new. His ATs would help him achieve a greatness he could never have imagined.
At his new school Carson started to use his ATs and race against others. He admired everyone on top of him but he slowly defeated them one by one. His reputation grew. Some of the people who bothered to call him an outsider only made Carson crave the need for speed even more. He defeated countless people and soon Carson wasn’t just facing opponents during school, it claimed a firm hold of his life. He was engrossed with his air treks; he had become obsessed with them. It was now to a point when he started to upgrade his air treks on his own, create his own parts for them so that he could be better. All he ever wanted to be was the best and he never rubbed it in someone’s face for a second. He stopped working at the restaurant finding that he didn’t have time to pick up a shift anymore.
By the time he was almost seventeen he was deemed an A-Grade AT user. This was a proud achievement. People knew him by his last name, Simms, and talked about him. It was just a short year later that Carson and his group of buddies created The Golden Knights. They were an all male team, each specializing in something unique. For Carson it was speed. He liked to go fast; he liked feeling as if nothing else mattered in the world during those seconds that he was racing. Sometimes he didn’t care if he won or lost, just as long as he could max out on speed. Just as long as he could forget the bad things that has happened to him in his life; that his parents didn’t love him or what he witnessed happen around him. He spent two great years in the spotlight as The Handsome Knight. But he found that during these times racing didn’t keep up enough income for him to rent out a decent apartment and continue paying for new upgrades and parts. So Carson started to work at a local coffee shop but then moved on to working as a carpenter on high profile building sites. He could get his hands on quick materials with a discount which was a big help to him and his team.
But then she came along.
____________________________A girl…
___________________________________ Sasha…
Carson had never wanted a relationship, he was happy being on his own and without the burden it brought along. But she played with him, she tugged as his hair, whispered in his ear. The feelings of love had been so irresistible that he had caved. He started dating her. She loved ATs, she used them well. She was talented with a lot of the things that Carson was not. She had parents who were alcoholics so she had moved on from them at a young age. She hated school because it was a waste of her time and she loved tricks and all of the combinations of moves one could pull using just ATs. Carson was so head over heels for her that he actually let her onto the team. She had asked him one night over dinner and Carson had foolishly told her that it was okay. She was the first female to become a Golden Knight and quickly she became the envy of many. All of Carson’s team mates didn’t feel right about her; after all it was dangerous times for any AT user. But Carson ignored his friends of years and told them that his girlfriend of three months wouldn’t betray them. Carson never expected this girl to be the one to bring him to his knees crying and bloody. She sabotaged his friend’s races; made sure they lost and had to hand in their gear to the police and go on probation. She messed with Carson, manipulated him into thinking that it was his friend’s faults. They were the ones who didn’t constantly check their gear; they were the ones who had lost their do or die matches.
Carson was the last one to lose. It was his do or die race, just after he had found out who she was. A close friend of his had told him after he had lost. At first he didn’t believe it, Sasha couldn’t be a cop! She was his girlfriend, they were in love…
But…
His sense of doubt arose and then the guilt sank in. But it was only for a few seconds because immediately Carson was angry. He found her outside and confronted her. She was open, honest and a complete b***h to him. She crushed his heart, stomped on it right in front of him before challenging him on a route he didn’t know. He went inside to talk it over with a friend when she sabotaged his gear. The start was fine, Carson pulled ahead but when he hit a turn he lost control which caused for him to wipe out and slide against the pavement into the side of a building. He was knocked unconscious and she arrested him after she had officially won. Brutally injured and half sane Carson watched as his life was flushed away in an instant. Within two measly weeks The Golden Nights were no more. To top off Carson’s demise was the events he saw take place after he regained consciousness from his fall. Sasha was surrounded by a group of young adults, ranging from ages. But worst of all the arm of another man was around her waste and he was congratulating her for following his directions. That man was ((The Obsessive Devil)) and the moment their eyes met Carson looked away in defeat.
He spent a day in jail before being released on probation. He had nothing left. When he returned home he saw The Black Sheep. Some kid who had lived next door to his house way back when his dad had been alive. He remembered the bruises, the screams. The kid needed a place to stay. Carson opened up the door and let him in; he had nothing better to do with his life. After being stabbed in the back he never wanted to have a relationship again so he wasted away in the confines of his home for awhile before finally waking up one morning knowing that he needed a fulltime job. He needed money so that he could support both himself and the kid. He went back to a parts shop. It was the only thing he knew. They hired him when they found out that he did have an extensive knowledge on parts and assembly. He started to work full time and picked up a spare shift at the coffee shop whenever they needed him but also a shift or two volunteering at the local animal shelter.
So now Carson spends his time freely. He helps The Black Sheep in times of need, knowing the kid is just like himself before he was caught. He lives in a nice house, has nice things. He received inheritance of his father’s money a year back after he died of a stroke. His mother had died years earlier of complications to do with bulimia. But he didn’t really care about them or the money he received. He donated large portions to various charities and started a fund for The Black Sheep in case anything happened. He was just being the guardian to a kid who could quickly get into a lot of trouble. Some say he’s just being fatherly now. When the kid isn’t around he’s bored so Carson has his dog; a Germen Sheppard/ Husky and it follows him wherever he goes. He chose the name Jack for his former team mate on The Golden Knights, the one who had revealed to him who Sasha really was.
So currently Carson only has Jack and The Black Sheep to live for. He’s experimented and kept up his skills with ATs but he hasn’t ever gone back to the site of a challenge.
X < I'm just havin' fun || »
→ Assembly; ever since he was little Carson can remember that he always took things apart to learn more about them. This doesn’t mean that he likes dissecting live creatures. O no. It’s quite the opposite. Carson likes to take apart mechanical things like clocks, computers, telephones. He likes to see the inner workings of things so that he sees how it works beyond the surface. It’s part of what made him into such a great air trek user, he understood his gear beyond just it’s cover. So during his spare time he may be working on taking something of his apart or putting it back together.
→ Animals; Carson has a soft spot for animals, mainly dogs. He adores them because they are selfless in that they put others before themselves. He had learned a lot from his own dog Jack and helps out at the local animal shelter during the summers when days at the shop are slow.
→ Cooking; food is Carson’s third talent. He picked up his cooking skills at the restaurant all those years ago. His host family taught him about Asian cuisine and all about how things were grown. He has his own small patch of garden in the backyard of his house so that he can home grow a lot of special spices and herbs. You’ll either find him in the kitchen fiddling with ingredients or out in his garden picking at weeds.
→ Music: is something that absorbs any left over spare time Carson has. As a child he was taught the violin he just never pursued it until he was older and had the spare time. But not only does he play the violin but he plays the piano. He loves the sounds that both instruments make but he likes listening to other people play too.
X < Oh, hell yes || »
► Food; Carson loves to eat. Food is, quite simply, his best friend. He doesn’t over eat but he loves knowing that he can cook a good meal. A lot of people appreciate his skill in this area.
► Beaches; quite simply it’s the calming environment; the sand between your toes, the waves lapping up on the sand. Carson adores beaches but they have to be clean and well kept for them to be calming and relaxing. If there’s trash and crap left over then it defeats the point of the beach. The abandoned beach is the place where Carson prefers to be when he is too stressed out to be at home. When he needs time on his own it’s where he goes to think by himself.
► Music; though he played the violin as a child Carson prefers to listen to music over play it. Just another hobby of his that he adores. Music is unique and a true talent from whoever is the musician.
► Organization; a deep hatred of not being able to find things leads Carson to live a very organized lifestyle. Everything is clean, whether he does it himself or the cleaning lady. It’s one of his personal things.
► Respect; Carson knows that for some people you have to earn respect. With him he’ll give it to you, you just have to keep it safe from harm or no second chances. Carson likes the aspect of respect and just how it works. It’s his very core and when people abuse his respect then they can never gain it back.
► Water; ever since he was just a kid Carson has adored swimming. Though he doesn’t have a pool he still loves to go swimming or take a shower. Not only to stay clean but how relaxing water is as a whole. Hidden away under a pagoda outside in his backyard is a hot tub, one that is well used. When the stresses of life become too much that’s where you’re bound to find him.
X < You've got to be kidding me || »
◄ Fire:: it was in military school when Carson was just young when his coat caught fire during an outdoor campfire. Since then Carson is weary of large amounts of fire and it scares him to the point where he’ll back away and then retreat to leaving the area.
◄ Blood:: after the betrayal Carson had never seen himself bleed so much. It’s sort of become a phobia of his and a great dislike of his to see the wounded and the bleeding. It isn’t that he’s squeamish but that it brings back the memory of Sasha.
◄ Travelling:: during his lifetime Carson did a fair amount of travelling. He prefers to stay in one place and doesn’t intend on moving out of his house anytime soon. He likes the neighbourhood where he is and doesn’t intend to leave it. If Carson does travel it’s a one day road trip and no more. It’s not like he has anything or anyone to see or visit anyways.
◄ Books:: the same as letters. Because Carson is dyslexic and reading is a burden for him Carson won’t even think to pick up a novel and start reading. He’ll read the paper at the most to know his current events but otherwise he isn’t a bookworm and most likely never will be.
◄ Letters:: because Carson is dyslexic he hates reading, it’s his true downfall. So Carson prefers not to receive letters but phone calls where he can listen to the person talking. But this doesn’t mean that any letter he receives goes into the trash. He has to pay his bills somehow. So for Carson it’s not that he truly hates letters, he finds then a nuisance.
◄ Pollen:: one word, allergies.
X < I'll slit my throat if this happens || »
In his childhood Carson learned to never be afraid of failing and what would happen afterwards but this strength did not stay with him. After his sabotage Carson felt as if he had failed his friends. He was supposed to have protected them and instead he was blind sighted by a girl and let them all down. Carson never wants that feeling again, knowing that he has let someone close to him down. He puts most of his effort into supporting The Black Sheep and of coarse Jack (his dog).
X < I live my life by this rule || » I trust everyone I just don’t trust the devil inside them…
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+. Pumpkin Orange & Dark Teal .+
Korrye .►. Chosen name. Kael Hack
.►. Experiment number. 0056
.►. Age. 8-teen
.►. Blood type. AB+
.►. Gender. Male
.►. Orientation. Heterosexual
.►. Height.
5”11
.►. Weight/Build.
156 pounds [70.91 kilograms] – Bulky athletic build due to steroid injections and other after effects from compound genetic serums.
.►. Description.
His overall appearance is intimidating and in comparison to his twin on the outside 0056 [Kael] has really evolved into to opposite of his twin. His tall athletic and very bold build are not natural, per say however they appear to look natural to the naked eye. He is not ‘overly’ muscular and chunky given that he runs a lot in the spare time that he is given. 0056 has several scars as a result of surgical incisions and other procedures. They are hard to make out but they still map his upper shoulders and lower back. As for other physical appearance attributes 0056 maintains hair [natural sand blond in colour] by himself as well as regular bathing. Attire is provided by the facility but is often found to be altered by 0056 later for better comfort.
.►. Picture.
x o x
.►. How you perceive yourself
I don’t really know quite where to start except in saying that I know a lot more about myself then most would think. I’m a lot smarter than most would perceive and I can easily become a scary nightmare for those who torment me. I am quiet; I don’t like to talk. I say what is necessary and needed; no more than that. I’m not friendly unless you can give me a one way ticket out of here, away from them. I am merciless in that I will kill those who now try to hurt me or take me away from what I have; and that is not all too much. I have a problem with the authority here in the fact that I hate how they abuse their power and ‘ranking’ over me. I’m a trouble maker for most who handle me because I don’t like to listen and most times that may even be because I want to tick the person off. I like to play with people and make them aggravated or agitated. In those conditions a person is more likely to make mistakes which means that I have more chances of having no harm done. No harm? I mean that I won’t have another needle stabbed into my neck.
O yes, should it be added that I tend to be a jerk? I'm not exactly the most 'emotional' or 'happy-go-lucky' person you'll meet. I'm a cold hard guy and I don't really open up. I don't cry. I don't wine. I stopped complaining when I turned ten and realized that they didn't intend to stop.
.►. How others perceive you.
I am intimidating and I harass people as I please to make them angry. Being in a situation with an angry person makes the time I spend with them all the more pleasurable. I don’t talk a lot; I said that earlier; unless I have reason to use my speech to make another person agitated. I am blatantly honest and I won’t hesitate to tell you the truth about how I feel or what I think about you. In short I am a very fun person to hang out with.
.►. Likes.
I can’t really say that I adore anything more then another. I take what I have and I use it. Though I can say that I like food; steroids and genetic altering serums tend to make a person really hungry. I like animals, specifically dogs, because they are independent and ultimately forgiving creatures. I like a comfy mattress. That’s pretty much it.
;Sleep; he calls it a weapon but due to after affects from the serums and steroids but also the work outs and stress of the environment he lives in the only comfort that 0056 [Kael] has is his mattress and pillow.
;Dogs; 0056 [Kael] appears to have a special bond with these animals and we’ve even seen him smile in their presence.
;Music; when 0056 [Kael] is allowed to have an MP4 player with him he zones out and lets the music take him away from where he is. Though he doesn’t get to hear music often and we don’t give him a wide selection he appears to like being able to have the music.
;Tropical locations; when given time to spend within the virtual reality compound 0056 [Kael] spends as much time as he is allowed near tropical destinations. We have yet to find out why.
.►. Dislikes.
I hate those who are in power and those who chose to do what they do to me. It’s as simple as that. If I were to list some absurd things off saying that I hated this and I hated that then I wouldn’t be myself. But if you really want to know check their goddamn files. I’m not one to give away my weaknesses.
;Needles; becomes extremely tense and agitated at the sight of a needle filled with anything [harmless or not] because of the enorm amount of injections that he has received in his lifetime.
;Bugs; anything that buzzes causes for 0056 [Kael] to become agitated and annoyed.
;Chocolate; it used to be a way to persuade him as a child but now 0056 [Kael] avoids chocolate or anything sweet.
;Photographs; he doesn’t like for us to have too much of a visual documentation of him although he have camera footage. He’ll do anything to steer clear of them however as he knows that they do invade his privacy a little.
.►. Fears.
When I was younger I was afraid of them and what they would do to me. I was afraid of death and even afraid of the dark. But now that I’m older those fears have dissipated. I’m not afraid of them anymore and not even death. If I die then I will be away from them and their clutches which means that their work and so called progress would have failed. I’m not afraid to have a gun pointed in my face, I’m not afraid to have a needle stabbed in my neck although I would worry about what is in the needle.
What I am afraid of is losing my free will and they can fill you up with drugs that make you comply to anything.
.►. Dreams.
I can’t really say that I ‘aspire’ for anything to happen. I can only hope to get out because I know that would really tick them off. I know that there has to be a world beyond the one that I am living in because the people who work with me, on me, say it is just so. So don’t call me crazy if I want to escape because there is something worth escaping for and it’s called freedom.
.►. Relationships.
Although I’ve met woman and been around other subjects undergoing the same tests and fields as I am I don’t really have what you call a friendship or relationship with anyone.
.►. Personal quote.
I trust everyone I just don’t trust the devil inside them.
.►. Biography.
→ Born:: February 14th XXXX
→ Seized by Dr. Deryk Ramone at birth from birth parents and successfully transported into the facilities owned by Dr. Stella Montgomery.
→ Raised for six months in lab confinement; fed regular formula; given mild entertainment
→ At seven months first steroid injection given for high stress environment conditions.
→ Treatment continued as one injection every two months. Tolerance levels incredibly high; showing some signs of discomfort while under the influence
→ At six years mild education begins to compete with twin brother; Drake Yearling. Education is to remain the same for the experiment.
→ At eight years old given entertainment within facilities; swimming and access to basic weights.
→ At age ten custody of facilities is transferred to Dr. Deryk Ramone upon the death of Dr. Stella Montgomery. Complete custody and conditions of 0056 [Kael] is granted to Dr. Deryk Ramone.
→ At age ten given first genetic alteration serum for increased high stress and pain environment. Genetic alteration serum was for endurance.
→ Genetic serums administered in low levels even twenty four hours; side affect found that once administered the body cannot go without the serums for more than forty eight hours.
→ Age twelve; becomes increasingly difficult to work with; develops stronger will.
→ Age thirteen; serum dosage increased by 50ccs.
→ Age fifteen; serum dosage increased by another 50ccs. Within the spare time given 0056 [Kael] has begun to train himself in varying degrees of combat.
→ Age sixteen; becomes violent and seemingly angry due to high stress environment. Is quiet and volatile choosing to spend time within the confines of the weight room or running.
→ Age seventeen; becomes increasingly hostile with Dr. Deryk Ramone and associates-showing signs of increased intelligence and knowledge of weaponry. As a side experiment 0056 [Kael] is granted time spent within high definition virtual reality environments for increased high stress and endurance situations.
→ Age eighteen; ongoing harassment and violence issues continue. Dosages of serums are now self injected and time is continuously spent within virtual reality environments.
.►. Conditions of their experiment.
0056 [Kael] is to be a contained experiment meaning no direct contact with other experiments unless they are being conducted under the supervision of Dr. Deryk Ramone. The environment of which that has been chosen is high stress and endurance. Through a series of injections the body of 0056 [Kael] is put through immense amounts of pain and increased heart rate. Then subject is to be put through situations such as mazes, combat or other. Through living in such a stressful environment with constant pain, stress and heightened senses 0056 [Kael] will be living in the position of what could be said a solider from the very early days of combat within the Saigon region in the former Vietnam.
Injections are either of two types; steroid or genetic enhancing [a compound manufactured by Dr. Deryk Ramone. Side effects of the steroid injections include increased appetite, tension, increased heart rate, increased tolerance of pain and increased muscle mass. Side effects of the genetic enhancing compound include ultimate dependence, pain, increased heart rate, increased appetite, genetic enhancement.
The genetic altering compound is another project developed by Dr. Deryk Ramone. It is in monitored use on only subject 0056 [Kael] due to its dependence. These compounds can, in a very slow and painful fashion, genetically enhance the user in a variety of categories.
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