Murder said:
Oronis Grove
19
Male
Asexual Aromantic
Hell Spawn
Greenhorn
Oronis is a sickly looking teenager. His skin is guant, and pulled over his skin so tightly you can see the outlines of bones underneath. Instead of being neatly kept, his medium length black hair is perpetually ruffled, reaching to his shoulders in uneven lengths. There's dark circles under his eyes, which are a dull brown, so watery they may as well be yellow. The only life in them is an unnatural glint, giving him the appearance that he's scheming against you. Across the corner of his mouth is a line of stitches. When he talks, only one side of his lips can open, giving his speech a scratchy drawl and looking all-around messed up.
His tattoo choices were clearly made on a whim instead of careful consideration. Dark blue lines wrap around one eye, forming a system of circles (think the dog in the Target commercials, that kind of pattern). The sigil is on his upper back, spanning until the middle. One could see the horns poking up from his shirt, each on the back of his shoulders. Any other markings are likely bruises, as with his eerily pale skin, they show quite easily.
Grove wears mainly black, if that wasn't already expected. It seems like he only has one outfit, just multiple pairs of them. It consists of a long sweatshirt, obviously a size or two too large. It covers his hands and almost reaches his knees. No matter the weather, it's what he chooses to wear. His pants are baggy, specifically cargo pants. The pockets are usually empty, but occasionally when he moves, they make a slight jingle. There's almost no removable jewelry that he wears, so to speak. On each of his knuckles is an opal. They aren't smoothed down, making it clear they're made to draw blood if he hits somebody. Not like he could do any damage without them, as his muscles are physically nonexistent.
On the index finger is a ring of odd design. It's a scorpion with a tail made of multiple joints. Any movement of the finger it's on causes the tail to move, and when he bends it all the way into the palm of his hand, the tail culs up. The coloration is a rusty gold, little flecks of red scattered in there as well. On the bottom, where it's impossible to see unless he removes it, is a small ingraving with the initials 'K.M.'
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While he's definitely not a good puncher, his strong suits lie elsewhere. His talents consist of mainly one thing; manipulation. Not of other people, specifically, though it could be deemed as that. Mainly stories or something somebody has said. He's your go-to when you're in a situation you need help getting out of. So far, he's avoided conflict, so it's not ever for himself, simply for somebody else. The scorpion ring was payment for a long-term scenario he had to free somebody from. The same person who gave it to him vouched for him joining the gang.
While helpful, he's not the most reliable person. If he doesn't feel like the reward for helping somebody is good enough, he'll sell them out to whoever is on the other side of it. He doesn't do this often anymore, as he's no longer on the streets, and is now a member of Hell Spawn. He's extremely intelligent, and is well aware if he tried to pull a stunt like that, he'd get booted quicker than he could make up for it.
Usually, he's spending his free time alone, playing a card game by himself. There aren't many people he socializes with, and carries high NPC energy. If you want a conversation with him, you have to initiate it. There's no way around this.
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Unusual for his personality, Oronis actually found himself his way to the gang at first. He approached with information he had gathered about them, having been watching their antics for quite awhile. For reason unbeknowst to him,- though perhaps it had to do with what he had started with- he had been welcomed by somebody who he has yet to learn the name of. They had asked something of him, and had promised to pay him if he completed the job.
He did. It took awhile, but he managed to get it done. When he returned, he found the head of the gang already knowing who he was inviting him in, and his scorpion ring. The person was nowhere to be seen. To this day, he only knows what they look and sound like, which would never get him anywhere due to the fact they were in a gang, and nobody would rat someone out like that.
Except for him, but that was his thing.
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- Grove isn't the biggest fan of firearms. Instead, he likes unarmed combat. While he still needs work on his strength, if he lands a blow, it does a bit of damage even without a muscular physique. If somebody would teach him, he'd welcome it, but he's too quiet to ask.
- While unsurprising, it's a little known fact that he's a tinkerer. He enjoys piecing small scraps together to create something new. Most of them actually end up creating music contraptions, specifically music boxes. The soft melodies bring him joy, like a small child getting a new toy.
- Games. More specifically, dice or card games. Oronis has quite a knack for them, and they're more enjoyable than the video games he has tried to get into. The best way to interact with him is to offer to play a game.
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- Social interaction isn't disliked, but crowded masses is. Whenever he's in a large group, his body reacts violently to it, flushing and giving his skin a tinge of red. The veins below the skin will also become more evident- more than they were, with his malnourished stature and all.
- Being treated like a child. He's 19, and he feels that's old enough to be handled like an equal with his peers. While he could be being talked down to because he's a Greenhorn, he's convinced himself it's due to his age.
- Water. There's just a paranoia of it. When he's near a larger mass of it, he'll try to find a place to get as far away from it as possible.
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You already know what I think ;)
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