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Muse Information
Name: Elliot Nathaniel Parker
Nickname: TBD
Age:25
Sexuality: Homosexual
Birthday: December 21
Characteristics
Hair Color: Light Blonde
Eye Color: deep purplish.
Height: 6’3”
Weight:
Special Characteristics: none (might change)
Personality
Likes: Stories, socializing, debates, tea, crosswords, mornings, reading, classical music, playing the piano and violin, rain, wine, seeing people cry
Dislikes: hot weather, filthiness, disorganization, rap or rock music, soda, pornography.
Strengths: Upholding an argument with someone and winning
Weaknesses:
Personality Description: To sum up Elliot, he’s pretty much a prince like character. Even though he is British, he is not snobby. He will either keep his complaints to himself or he will express them in a passive-aggressive way unless the situation is serious. He loves to talk to people and have nice casual conversations with them over tea. Even though Elliot has this charming exterior, he is actually a pervert on in the inside. He has a fetish for seeing specifically males cry. He finds it absolutely adorable when they tear up and the way that they’re brow furrows. Elliot doesn’t exactly like when they full out sob, but he much rather see a nice light crying where their cheeks turn red and their breath turns jagged. He becomes forward when he finds guys crying in such a fashion and usually ends up kissing them until they stop and finishing with “Do you feel better now?” Because of his fetish for seeing boys tear up, he enjoys rough sex.
History
Affliation: Interpol
Nationality: English
History: Elliot grew up with his grandparents who lived in a very elegant mansion in England. Everything he saw was very Elizabethan and his grandparents were very traditional and shaped Elliot to be very proper and polite. He grew up never knowing how to cook but rather, he was taught how to play instruments such as the violin and piano from his grandfather and mother. As Elliot became a teenager, he began to attend parties along with his grandparents and eventually became a replacement for them. At this point, Elliot had started to attend college and aimed to become a therapist. During his sophomore year of college, he came home to find the door of the mansion kicked in. Nervous, Elliot dropped all of his things and ran into the house.
The house was terrifyingly empty. Everything that wasn’t found to have any worth was ripped and trashed. Elliot started to call out for anyone. He looked in the places the servants and maids were and didn’t find a single one. In some rooms there were clear signs of struggle, with things smashed and scattered everywhere. Now scared, Elliot fled up the stairs to his grandparent’s room. The double doors had been ripped from their hinges. He let out a heavy sigh of relief when he saw his grandfather sitting in front of the fire as he usually did. Elliot walked up calling for him but came to a sudden stop when he heard a splash from under his foot. From the chair that his grandfather sat, a large puddle of blood had flooded down from the chair leg to the floor below it. He ran up and turned to see his grandfather’s face, only to nearly loose the contents of his stomach to find his whole body covered with knife and bullet wounds and the mortified expression on his pale face. Elliot quickly ran to call the police, not even thinking about the terror that could have been placed upon his grandmother. The police came and the scene was cleaned. Several days later, Elliot was staying in different and much smaller house and had learned that it was an organized crime group that had caused everything that had happened in the mansion that night. Elliot sold the mansion and joined Interpol, starting as a sniper and later becoming a therapist, not wanting anyone to ever face the type of terror he experienced.
Personal Information
Name: Taki, Del, Nevada whatever you want to call me.
Age:16
Rule Check: “I’m a ninja who can control milk with my eyes.”
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