Earth
|~| Garvin |~|
“Oh please, if I didn’t know wha’ I was doin’ then I wouldn’t do it.
“Remember da old sayin’? The one ‘bout holdin’ your cards close ta ya or somethin’. Ya do? Great! Ya should really listen ta it more, I can see everythin’ right now.”
“Ya really expect me to listen to ya? Wha’ do I look like, an idiot?”
“I might be a thief... An’ a liar... An’ a generally bad person... But I at least keep my promises!”
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Name: Garvin.
Nickname(s): Whatever you can come up with.
Age: 17.
Gender: Male.
Sexuality: Demisexual Panromantic.
Poly/Mono/Both: Both.
Blood Type: AB+.
Nationality: Scottish-American.
Power: Earth.
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Appearance:
Garvin stands tall at a haunting 6’ 5”, usually hunched to a 6’ 3”. His skin tone is a pale bisque with cool undertones(mostly greener ones due to his terrible habits), only adding to how pale he is. He has freckles everywhere on his body, something he hates because it totally ruins his vampire aesthetic.
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Garvin has a rather oval face shape, meaning he has a smaller forehead and a smaller chin, but the middle of his face is wider, the whole thing on the longer side. His cheeks are rather gaunt and sunken in despite it. Now for the nose, something that Garvin rather likes, he has a hawk shaped nose, meaning it starts off the same way a ‘normal’ nose would, and then goes off the deep end at a slight angle, the tip of it a bit lower than the nasals. His lips are thin in shape, making smirks his most often seen expression.
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His eyebrows are rather thin. Despite them being thin and rather straight, they have a slight bush to them towards the end which gives them the illusion of an arrow pointing upwards. Finally, his eyes with deep, heavy eye bags underneath them and usually bloodshot,- and whether that be from lack of sleep or his many unhealthy habits, is unclear- are a deepset hooded shape and dark gray in color, which he is glad for. Because if he had green eyes with his freckles and red hair, he’d certainly huff and puff unhappily. His face is framed by unruly and wavy, almost to the point of curly, red hair. Firey in color, though more on the gray side of the red hair spectrum, that is most oftenly messy and in his face, the tips of all of it going just below the ears in length, the back going down to the nape of his neck.
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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, a long torso matched with long legs, everything about him screams lanky. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man only weighs in at around 110 lbs, his BMI at 13.04 and being underweight by 46 pounds; looking like skin and bones. Most surprising about his weight, is that most of what he does have is muscle, otherwise he'd probably be way more underweight than he already is. He also has a few tattoos of vines that go across his knuckles.
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As for scars, he possesses many. From scars on his back and shoulders that look like they’re from whipping, to burn scars on his legs, to cuts on his arms, to a singular one that looks like a slash across his neck. He’s covered in scars. In fact, the only places that don’t seem to be covered in scars are his head and hands. And even his left hand has a small scar of a cut across his palm, and his head has a few hidden within his hair. He also has a few cigarette burn scars on his arms.
Outfit:
His outfit has changed once or twice over the years, only when his growth spurts made it completely necessary.
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Right now, the top layer for the upper body is a worn dark gray trench coat; the sleeves are loose on his arms, sometimes going down if he lifts his arms due to gravity. There’s a few stains on the coat, and the overall color is obviously darker than it used to be. The second layer is a worn, old, flannel shirt. It’s red and black, with a few tears and stains on it as well. It’s obviously older than the trench coat, and while the sleeves are still loose on his arms, it’s less noticeably so than it is with the coat. Underneath the flannel shirt, is a white tank top that’s gone a yellowish color from age. It’s just about the only thing that doesn’t hang off of his body at all. In fact, it seems a bit small on him.
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On this final layer for the upper body, I should also probably mention the accessories he wears. First and foremost, he has fingerless gloves made of gauze that he’s wrapped around his palms and up to his elbow. He also has several rings that he wears on whichever finger he ends up putting them on whenever he takes them out of his coat’s pockets each morning. He also has a nose piercing(Nasallang piercing), something he tends to keep in rather than take out at night and then put back in every morning. He also has a few different ear piercings; multiple lobe ones(both ears; 4 left and 3 right), a helix piercing(left ear), a tragus piercing(both ears), a flat piercing(both ears; 2 left and 3 roight), and an industrial piercing(right ear). All of them took longer to heal due to the conditions he’s practically always in, but they haven’t gotten infected. Yet. Lastly, he also has two mouth piercings a smiley piercing and a spider/viper bite piercing.
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As for the lower body, the top layer is of course his boots. Worn and black, leather. One of them has a broken buckle, while the other is missing one completely. The second layer are socks, which might as well not exist, they’re yellow from age and have multiple holes in the bottom(most of which are rather sizeable). The next layer is his pants. Baggy jeans that are ripped in multiple places, they stop at his ankles, seeming almost too short for him, but they’re still loose. The final layer here is, of course, boxers. While old, they don’t have any holes in them.
Personality:
To say that Garvin is a generous and modest person would be like trying to say that a sydney funnel-web spider is a harmless spider. Because in all actuality, Garvin is arrogant and prideful, not to mention extremely greedy and selfish. Though this may come from the fact that he grew up on the streets, so to be fair, most of his boasts are well deserved. Regardless, he still has a huge ego that can and will intimidate opponents. Not to mention his sharp tongue that’ll spit insults like there’s no tomorrow.
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Despite his arrogance and sharp tongue, even despite his greed, when faced with kindness, this man immediately becomes awkward and confused. Stammering and eyes darting with suspicion as though he genuinely believes that no one could possibly be kind without any ulterior motives. He also is quite reckless, often getting into trouble with either authority or fellow people. Many times because of underage drinking or possession of illegal substances. Other times because of his own lies collapsing on himself.
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If you manage to become his friend, well, first off, good job. And second, you will find quickly that he’d much rather him die than them, though this may also be because of his nihilistic nature. Nevertheless, he’s still a great friend. Someone’s being mean to you? He’ll probably have a few words for them. Would he actually fight someone though... Not unless the other started it or if he was just that mad, he prefers to keep violence as a last resort. Though he’ll gladly carve into the school walls for his friends, quite literally.
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Food and money is the way to the guy’s heart, apparently. Though he’s a hopeless romantic in all actuality, just the thought of someone that doesn’t care how he is, just the thought of being able to be himself is something he dwells on for long periods of time. And this is probably due to how fake he acts, always loud and arrogant, always showing off and getting into trouble... But never actually being him. The insecure and nihilistic boy that doesn’t understand why no one ever wanted him. This thought process is usually intensified whenever he’s drinking, smoking, or something else of that nature.
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Despite his obvious ego and nihilistic views, he absolutely fears being forgotten by the people he cares about. Not only does he fear it though, he expects it to happen. If he were to talk to someone about it, he’d talk about it as if he’s accepted the fact. But he’s terrified of it nonetheless, he doesn’t want it to happen, he just knows it most likely will.
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This is a man that is very hard to catch when he’s sober or without anything else. But if you manage to, you’ll find someone that, for the most part, simply sits and stares at the sky with a solemn look on his face. He’s very realistic when he’s not getting high, drunk, or jaded. Though he is a bit more openly self-deprecating. Either way, sober or not, he’s also someone that tries to trick himself into believing that he’s fine. He’s someone that tries to be an optimist in front of others but always ends up being a pessimist literally anywhere else.
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One thing that never changes though are his laughs. His self-deprecating one is more of a chuckling huff, giving the feeling of someone who either thinks someone is lying or knows that his addictions aren’t good. He’s got one that only ever comes out when he’s sober too, a half snicker half chuckle in a breathy sigh, one that gives off the aura of someone who’s thinking of a funny joke to themself. When he isn’t sober, his laughs are much more dopey, more like a bark of what used to be a laugh. It gives off the impression of someone that’s either upset or someone that used to think something was funny but doesn’t anymore. The laugh he uses for when people tell a joke is a stifling one, like he’s trying to hold it back because he isn’t sure if it was actually a joke or not.
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Despite the fact that he lies… A lot… He values honesty from others. Especially from those he considers friends. It doesn’t mean that he’ll be honest with them, but it does mean that if they know something or learn something that concerns him in any way. That’s his business in any way. He doesn’t want to be kept in the dark.
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He tends to show himself as a confident, talkative prick; as mentioned in the first paragraph. As you probably have realized though, this is false. This is nowhere near to the truth. Now, you may remember me mentioning insecurities. And this is where I shall explain those and how they manifest.
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The first(and biggest) insecurity is that he is going to die and no one will even notice, and that no one will even care if they do. This is connected to that deep rooted fear that I mentioned earlier. Just like the fear, he’s accepted that he will die someday, and that when that day comes… No one will notice, no one will care, no one will cry or shout or deny. It will happen and there will be no consequences to it at all. He doesn’t let himself think about too much, the only time he really does is if he’s sober.
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The second insecurity, and one that plays into the first one, is that no one wants his company more so that they want him to do something that needs to be done for them. Something that he’s noticed in the past is that as soon as he’s done with a job or favor or promise, the person immediately drops all contact with him. So trust and actual deep connections with people are not something he has.
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The third insecurity I’ll be explaining is the last one(Well, it’s not his last one, it’s just the last one I’ll be talking about.) This one is by far the one that affects him the most, in the fact of how he acts. And, truth be told, it’s easier to explain how it affects him than to tell you what it is. When in the company of others, he’s always on something. There’s almost no exception to this, unless the person is new and just stumbled upon him when he wasn’t on something. And even then, depending on how it goes, he may take something out during the interaction. If the person is talkative, if the person is uncomfortable or awkward, if the person is just plain quiet- All of these are reasons why he would take something out during the interaction. And then, any time that person stumbles on him when he’s sober, he’ll immediately take something out again. The reason for this is his insecurity, he knows he seems talkative and loud most of the time, and he knows that that’s what people expect of him. And he thinks that since that’s what people expect of him, that that’s what people want from him whenever they hang out with him or talk to him.
Likes: Sleeping/Napping, Betting/Gambling, Winning, Stealing, Talking, Music, Money, and Food.
Dislikes: Large Crowds, Rules, Authority, Being Ignored, Small/Enclosed Spaces, Being Completely Alone, Going Hungry, and Losing.
Strengths: Aim, Playing Banjo, Stamina, Lying, Stealing, Cheating, Stamina, Flexible, Gambling, and Observant.
Weaknesses: Control, Compulsive Liar, Loud, Physical Strength, Paranoid, Swimming, Nihilistic, Awkward, Prideful, and Bit Selfish.
Hates: Hunger, Cold Weather, Silence, Rain, Snow, Calendars, His Birthday, and Entitled People.
Fears: Deep water(Anywhere his feet can’t touch the bottom), Being forgotten by the people he cares about.
More Emotional/Logical: Pretty even, though probably more emotional.
Allergies: None.
Mental/Physical Disabilities:
Mental; Depression, Insomnia, Hypersomnolence, C-PTSD, Kleptomania, Substance Induced Depression, and Bulimia Nervosa.
Physical; Nothing more than a persistent cough that he’s learned to ignore.
Addictions: Smoking, Vaping, Drinking, and a few harder things.
Both/Right/Left-Handed: Both.
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Background: Revealed throughout the roleplay?
What They're Bringing With Them: A few cigarette packs, a lighter, a swiss knife, his vape, his two flasks(dude literally owns two flasks, why?), a change of clothing(literally only one other outfit), and the bag holding all of it.
Themesong(s):
Days Gaunt by Days N Daze.
Misanthropic Drunken Loner by Days N Daze.
Post Party Depression by Days N Daze.
Self-Loathing by Days N Daze.
Fucked Drunk Life by We The Heathens.
Neurotic Decay by We The Heathens.
No Children by The Mountain Goats.
Fuck It! by Days N Daze.
Damaged Goods by Days N Daze.
Self Destructive Anthem by Days N Daze.
Wholesale Failure by Days N Daze.
it's okay, i wouldn’t remember me either by Crywank.
Hate by Crywank.
The Entertainment's Here by AJR.
Break My Face by AJR.
Addvice by Days N Daze.
Saboteurs by Days N Daze.
Flurry Rush by Days N Daze.
My Darling Dopamine by Days N Daze.
Let The Games Begin by AJR.
100 Bad Days by AJR.
Libriyum by Days N Daze.
Shitmachine! by Days N Daze.
i hate me too by guccihighwaters.
i’m gonna fade away by guccihighwaters.
Letdown by nothing, nowhere..
Save Me by Shinedown.
Love by Crywank.
I Don't Exist by Olivia O'Brien.
Empty by Olivia O'Brien.
Drugs by UPSAHL.
Addict by Silva Hound.
Additional Information: His voice is on the higher but deeper end of the spectrum. It’s gravelly and smooth. It used to be higher pitched and smooth, but given everything, it’s become deeper and gravelly; scratchy. It’s still higher pitched, just more rough sounding. Screechy wouldn’t be a good way to describe it, but if it was the only way to describe how raw his voice is, then it would have to work. His voice sounds very raw, as if he talks with a hoarse, raw, and raspy throat. He does though, so it makes sense.
Other: Jekyll & Hyde, I love the craziness of it. Plus, Murder Murder is the best song of all times.
Winter Month: 3 
Day Weather: 
Blizzard
