Name:

Darcy Anastasia Sturmhond

~meaning~

Darcy: the dark-haired one

Anastasia: She who will rise up again

Sturmhond: Scourge of the Sea

Age:

21

Gender:

Female

Pronouns:

She/her

Sexuality*:

Straight as a poker

Appearance:

Darcy is midnight rain, the rising tide, and a dark silhouette in the distance. She is tall for an American woman, standing at 5'9, because she isn't one. Born and raised in Sweden, she has most of the usual characteristics associated with her homeland, from the tall stature to her icy dark blue eyes, to her slight accent that makes her voice just a little bit softer. However, some of her features are less Swedish, and do less to reflect her homeland. Her skin is a mix of the paleness of her people with a soft bronze of the outdoors, so she often looks quite outdoorsy. Her cheeks are round, but her jawbone is well defined, offering her a very rich looking face. The delicate smattering of light freckles across her nose and the way her nose crinkles when she smiles makes her seem much sweeter than she really is. Her lips are full and pink, almost looking fake, but she is adamant that everything about her is natural.

Darcy is a well-built woman, and has the sloping hourglass figure that she has always strived for, and a muscular frame, thanks to her affinity for early morning runs and lifting weights. She is quite content with her athletic looking body, and gets very upset when her weight fluctuates, even when it's normal. Her hair is long and dark, a rich brown that falls in gentle waves over her shoulders, and partway down her back. She normally leaves it down, styled to perfection. Her preferred way of dealing with the thick waves of hair is to curl them out of her face, with a delicate braid that rounds that back of her head. She is very proud of her locks, and takes great care to make sure that they always look perfect.

This young woman takes great pride in considering herself a style icon, and dresses like every day might be the day she is scouted for modeling. She prefers pastels over brighter colors, but if she is trying to catch an eye, she is willing to tweak her outfits. She prefers pants to skirts, and likes to wear Bohemian harem pants with tight crop tops. Her accessories range from many bracelets, necklaces, and earrings, to her constantly changing nails and hair clips, barrettes, and tinsel woven into her luscious hairdos. As for marks on her soft skin, she has very few. A couple scars litter her arms, most of them from her outdoor adventures, and some from feral cats that she liked to raise in her childhood. Darcy doesn't have any huge scars that are very noticeable, however. She also has a few tattoos, most of them sentimental. She has a tiny moon on her right thumb, a bouquet of flowers on her left arm, and on the back of her neck, a little branch with two ravens sitting on it. She regrets most of her tattoos, but considers each one a part of the story of her life, and lauds them as memories over all else.

Personality:

Darcy normally has the personality of a feral cat that has just been shoved into a flea bath. She automatically assumes the worst of almost everyone, and is sharp tongued to the point of being cruel. She is distrustful and hard-headed, unwilling to change her opinions once they've been formed. Because of this, she usually comes off as judgmental and pretentious, and she does think highly of her own beliefs. She loves arguing just for the sake of arguing, and is a thrill seeker above all else. She hates feeling tied down for any reason, and although she is quick to form attachments, she's even quicker to drop them at a moment's notice. She is apathetic and cynical, content to see the world from the vantage point of everything being horrible. She is reckless and self-indulgent, preferring her feelings over those around her. She is stubborn, and as temperamental as the sea, leading to less close relationships due to her unwillingness to be a listening ear. Darcy has some vain tendencies, though they come out less often, mostly because people don't stick around long enough to hear her talk about herself. She is a chronic worrier, and believes strongly in the concept of fate.

In truth, however, Darcy struggles with extreme anxiety and self-loathing, always angry at herself for not being good enough. When she opens up, she really is sweet, happy to listen to other's problems, and quite affectionate. She is adaptable and resourceful, thriving in outdoor situations. She is confident and imaginative, and loves to write and read all the time. Darcy is socially aware, good at talking cues from the situations surrounding her. She is extroverted, and extremely flamboyant. Although it seems as if she craves attention, she actually prefers to be surrounded by only a small group of people, the ones she really trusts. She's scared to be alone, but hates the thought of being relied on or having to rely on anyone. Thanks to a messy childhood, she will sometimes grapple with the really of her life, normally because she's upset with how it has gone so far. She is witty and uninhibited, throwing herself wholeheartedly into any projects around her. She especially loves painting and dancing, and thrives under pressure. She is always organized and neat, making sure her things are never left out somewhere where someone might see them. Darcy is an efficient and observant young woman, these traits stemming from her affinity for art.

As a lover, Darcy really does try her best. She is willing to sit down and talk with her partner, but she doesn't understand that they will be upset when she is so quick to leave. This young woman would spoil her lover with gifts and material things, but is normally unwilling to offer herself to them. When she does, it means she trusts them with her life, but at any moment, she might up and leave for her own happiness. This has led to many broken relationships, and has discouraged her from trying again.

Backstory*: WIP

Likes:

-dancing-

-arguing-

-being the best-

-styling hair-

-eating Thai food-

-being loved-

Dislikes:

-loving-

-being tied down-

-feeling empty-

-swiss cheese-

-mud-

-lengthy conversations-

Theme Song or Quote*:

Florida!!! by taylor swift

♡

Name:

Bodhi Kazan Ariti

𝓂𝑒𝒶𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔: 𝐵𝓁𝑒𝓈𝓈𝑒𝒹 𝒶𝓌𝒶𝓀𝑒𝓃𝒾𝓃𝑔

(very ironic, I know)

Age:

21

Gender:

Male

Pronouns: he/him

Sexuality*:

Bisexual; with a slight preference for males

Appearance:

Despite his human nature, Bodhi walks with an aura of a demon, or some other dark and unsettling form. When walking the streets, he is often avoided by young ones, and even some of the older children hang back at his seemingly ghastly presence. His skin is pale, almost deathly so, and despite nearly every moment of the day he walks the streets, but the sun seems to barely touch his ghostly flesh. His porcelain skin is something he prizes, obsesses over, even. He takes great care to keep his hands unmarred as possible. His back is nearly covered in scars, but he never speaks of where he gained these. He seems to thrive in the moonlight, when he stalks the streets, seeming even more devilish than he does in the sun.

His eyes are the colour of bitter coffee, dark, and unyielding, framed by strangely feminine eyelashes. He has high cheekbones, and a jawline sharp enough to cut diamonds. His dark hair is cut raggedly, longer on the top, and cut close around his skull on the sides. He has a lean, muscular build, and stands around 5'10. His shorter stature leaves people uneasy, wondering if his height is going to leave him at a disadvantage to them, or whether he will use it against them. He often speaks in a low, raspy voice, which doesn't quite seem to match his face, nor his age. His lips are round and full, a dusky rose colour. Despite the fact that they are often turned down in a frown, when he does smile, it lights up his whole face, causing one small dimple in his left cheek to appear. He is rather self-conscious of this feature, and this is a tiny part of the reason he normally chooses to keep his emotions hidden.

Bodhi dresses quite classily, in dark fabrics, often accentuated with gold or silver designs stitched in, such as paisleys (his personal favorite), roses, and feathers. These threads are usually hidden amongst the dark ones, causing the light to seemingly sparkle off the black and dark grey threads, which adds an air of mystery that he likes quite a bit. He has a tattoo on the back of his neck, a crow in flight, and a tiny sun on his right thumb. He has no piercings or any other man made marks upon his body, besides his scars. He normally stays as covered up as he can, in suits to rival Armani. Bodhi is rather broody, and often his face shows no emotion, besides a bit of a frown.

He walks with a slight limp, due to a childhood injury, and is highly irritated at this. He tries to act as though it doesn’t pain him at all, but once one knows him well, it is easy to catch the slight grimaces, and flashes of pain in his eyes.

Personality:

Bodhi isn't really that well known by anyone. He's mostly closed off, and those who don't know him well are eager to spread rumors.

Often described as cold and ruthless, Bodhi is willing to do almost any job for the right amount of money. He is rather manipulative and conniving, and is keen to let others know that he is in control of any situation. He is quick witted, and always has a trick up his sleeve, unless he's with someone he trusts with his life. He isn't a huge fan of trust, and will exploit almost anyone for his gain. Despite this, he is fiercely loyal to those he does love and trust, and once his trust is gained, it is not easily broken.

Bodhi is normally aloof and indifferent, hiding his true emotions behind a cool façade. However, he holds grudges close to his heart, and vengeance is practically his hobby. There isn't much you can do to rattle him, besides strong emotions. If someone is crying, or honestly feeling anything too strongly in front of him, he gets skittish and unwieldy. This stems mostly from his traumatic childhood, and he struggles with the fact that he doesn't really feel anymore.

One of Bodhi's biggest fears is mirrors. As a child, he learned to dislike his own appearance, and although he takes great pride in it now, he prefers to do as much of it as possible. This fears also comes from his uneasiness with how mirrors distort images, making him on edge with how appearances are not always what they seem.

Bodhi sometimes comes off as paranoid and lost in his own mind, he is good at riddles, problem solving, and is quite the perfectionist. When he finds his crowd, he is slightly more easy going, but for the most part, he prefers to be left with those select few, rather than in a group setting.

Backstory*: WIP

Likes:

-dark clothes

-money-

-riddles-

-sleight of hand-

-knives-

-poisons-

-foxglove-

Dislikes:

-mirrors-

-emotions-

-bright light-

-overly cheerful people-

-deep water-

Theme Song or Quote*:

Some Nights by fun.

♡

Character’s full name:

Crew Evelyn Harris Sinclair

Reason or meaning of name:

Crew’s name stems from many familial ties, and most of them can be traced back many generations

Character’s nickname:

TBA

Birth date:

5/27

Age:

22

Physical appearance:

Crew is all white teeth, and big smiles. He is sunshine, warmth, and sandy beaches. He is a 6'2 bundle of blonde hair and muscles, and he is beautiful. His big green eyes are captivating, and something about the warmth found there draws people in. He has an athletic build, and uses it to his advantage in everything he can think of. His face is well-built, with a strong, square jaw, and high, sloping cheekbones. His eyes are not deep set, unlike his father's, and his dimples pop whether or not he is smiling, you can see that they are there. He doesn't wear glasses, nor does he wear contacts. The Sinclairs do not need to wear any sort of correction, because, from the outside, they are already perfect. Why would they need something so trivial? His skin is warm and tanned, he has no blemishes that are visible. The few scars he sports along his legs come from sports, and those were to be expected, of course. Crew was born to play sports. Back in Massachusetts, every fall, every break, every time not spent in school was to be spent in physical activity. Tennis, lacrosse, baseball. He is the epitome of a handsome young man from the East Coast, prepared to become everything he was meant to be.

His most distinguishing marks are his stature, and his face. The Sinclairs have a very distinct way of look, that stems from generations of tall, blonde, happy people getting married, and having tall, blonde, happy children. Crew follows after these expectations perfectly, with his vigorous height, his cheerful nature, and then hair that is so unmistakable. These blond locks fall long over the summer, when he refuses to have it cut, and it will curl slightly around his ears, softening that clear-cut jawline. He rarely styles his hair, given the amount of time spent in the water, on the beach, or on various sports fields, why would he? It stays neatly out of his face for the most part, so he is satisfied. Crew's voice is rather low and smooth, and his enunciations are clear and precise. Every word is meant exactly as it is said, unless he is in a temperamental frame of mind. Overall, he is found attractive by the girls he knows, and he makes a point to keep it that way. He is the product of two of the wealthiest families on the East Coast.. Why shouldn't he be praised and adored? Treasured and doted upon?

Crew dresses like a young gentleman for the most part. He will wear the proper tuxedos and polo shirts, the jumpers over button-down shirts, He will wear the ties as expected, his shirts buttoned all the way up his throat. But the summers are his, and his alone. Linen shorts and shirts find their moments, as do his less casual clothes. However, if he could truly have his way, he would be quite content to wear nothing but his swimsuit, and spend long summer evenings on tiny, secluded coves, sipping a whiskey and sour, soaking the last rays of the sun's warmth. Crew normally doesn't wear many accessories, but occasionally he will wear a simple, silver chain with his sisters' initials engraved on a small pendant.

Personality:

Crew is ambitious and smart enough, and uses these to his advantage when he can. He is quick witted, and easy to laugh, but once he's formed an opinion, he is not willing to change it. He is stubborn and articulate, and loves to debate and argue, whether for fun, or if he means it. For the most part, he is curious and creative, and will listen well, especially if it might teach him something new, that he can use to look even more intelligent later. Crew is very adventurous, and is always ready to do something that could lead to danger or trouble. Risk-taking is a trait he is known for, and one his parents have tried time and time again to rid him of, to no avail. He is loyal to a point, but the moment he has a reason to distrust you, he will start to pull away. Despite this, Crew often comes off as arrogant and forgetful, which he tries to not show, but occasionally will surface. His impulsivity can lead to terrible consequences, and he never seems to take anything away from his failures. Some would see it as resilience, others more as pig-headedness. He is snarky, and his sharp tongue can often come off as more harsh than he intended. He is also very disorganised, and his rooms would be a wreck if it weren't for the help his parents inevitably employ.

He has a very dry, dark sense of humour, which many people in the upper echelons of society do not understand, nor do they appreciate, which has gotten him into trouble many a time. His greatest joys in life are his athletic endeavours, and his two younger sisters. His greatest fear in life is losing his sisters, especially the one who is only a few years younger than him. He is most at ease when he is with his family, or with close friends, though occasionally he will close himself off if he doesn't know a lot of people. He prioritises his relationships above his academic career, and his academic career above his athletics. When he was younger, he struggled greatly with anxiety and depression, mostly stemming from the pressure of his parents, though he was put on medication for it when he was nine, and never looked back. Who cares if sometimes, he takes a few more pills than necessary? Who cares if he can't sleep at night without having a large alcoholic beverage, or some heavy duty meds? He certainly doesn't. It's perfectly normal, and he is perfectly fine.

His life goals currently revolve around finishing college at Princeton, and taking on the family business, which he honestly isn't positive what is. His father prefers to not speak of his job with the family, especially in front of his wife. Crew also plans on continuing to play his favourite sports, and, if time allows, he is hoping to be able to travel around Europe with a group of his friends, or perhaps a partner.

Relationships:

Mother (Rosamund Sinclair):

Rosamund Sinclair married young, and married high. She was known for being a beauty, and carries on her family legacy with her well-known parties, clambakes, and any other reason to celebrate. She recently celebrated her fortieth birthday, and is having a hard time accepting that she is beginning to grow older. Despite her fluttery nature, she is a warm, maternal figure for all her children, and raised them well.

Father (Preston Sinclair):

Preston Sinclair is the polar opposite of his wife, especially in public. He is closed off, and keeps his feelings and business endeavours close to his chest. However, at Rosamund’s many parties, he takes time out of his busy schedule to socialise with her guests, and participates in any events she has planned. He tolerates his children, but none of them would ever say they feel particularly loved by their father. He rarely dines with them, and when the Sinclairs head to California for their summers, he does not accompany them.

Siblings:

-Kennedy Sinclair:

Only two year younger than Crew, Kennedy Sinclair is everything she expected to be. A bright, blonde beauty, she is smart and sweet, and fun-loving. She and Crew get along like a house on fire, and when they were younger, were rarely seen without each other. Now, their interests have changed slightly, but they still hold quite an impressive sibling rivalry and affection for each other. Kennedy is planning on attending Harvard, and often helps her mother with the huge parties she throws.

-Clementine Sinclair:

Clementine is the youngest Sinclair, and a rainbow baby. Rosamund had wanted three children for a long time, but had suffered through multiple miscarriages after Kennedy. She began to lose hope around the time Crew was turning fifteen, but to everyone’s surprise, Clementine made her appearance ten days after her big brother turned sixteen. Now, at six years old, she is taking after her big sister, and any attention from her siblings is greeted with big smiles and joy. Despite her being the youngest, and a surprise, she is not treated with any more favour or affection than her siblings.

Pets:

The Sinclair family has always had at least one dog, normally two or three. Right now, they are happily engaged with a Doberman pinscher, Cha-Cha, and a Golden Retriever, Dixie. Cha-Cha spends all his time at the East Coast house, but Dixie travels with the family.

Full Name

Beaudan Calder Morcant

Nicknames

Beau or Cal

Name Pronunciation

Bō-mönt Call-dur Mōr-cānt

Name Meaning

Handsome, rough waters

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Gender

Male

Pronouns

He/Him

Sexuality*

Bisexual

Moral Alignment

Chaotic Neutral

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Temperament

Beau has a magnetic charm and confidence, but there’s a streak of volatility just beneath his polished surface. While he’s generally calm and self-assured, he can be easily irritated if things don’t go his way. He expects high standards, both from himself and others, and has little patience for incompetence or delays. His mood can shift quickly, and when he’s displeased, his sarcasm becomes sharper, with a cool, cutting edge that hints at an underlying impatience.

Though he can be generous with close friends, he’s selective with his loyalty, often putting his own needs and ambitions first. His charm works in his favour, and he knows how to get what he wants without making it obvious. When he’s in a good mood, he’s funny, engaging, and even affectionate, but when he’s annoyed, he can be aloof, shutting down conversations with a dismissive smirk or a subtle eye roll.

He enjoys being admired and isn’t above subtly manipulating situations to ensure he remains at the center of attention. His humor often comes with a biting wit, and he isn’t afraid to tease or challenge people, sometimes pushing boundaries just to test reactions. Although he’s usually composed, a challenge to his authority or a perceived slight can trigger a surprising level of intensity, revealing a fiercely competitive side.

Beneath the charm, there’s a bit of self-centeredness that drives many of his actions. He’s accustomed to things going smoothly and quickly becomes frustrated when they don’t. While he’s capable of showing care and loyalty, it often has to be on his own terms..

Enneagram Type*

The Enneagram Type 3, known as The Achiever, is driven by a deep desire to be successful, admired, and valuable in the eyes of others. Beau fits this very well. He is incredibly ambitious, adaptable, and a highly motivated individual who sets high goals and works tirelessly to reach them. He's known for his charismatic and charming attitude, able to present himself with confidence and adapt his image to fit various social settings. However, he can struggle with an over-reliance on external validation and definitely fears failure, as his self-worth is closely tied to their accomplishments and recognition from others. At his best, Beau tries to be an inspiring role model who encourages others to reach their full potential; at his worst, he risks losing his sense of identity, driven by a relentless pursuit of success at any cost.

Appearance

Beau stands at around 5'11" and has a physique that strikes the perfect balance between lean and athletic. His shoulders are broad enough to hint at a few seasons of tennis or rowing, but his frame lacks the bulk of someone who’s spent hours lifting weights. His torso is toned but not overly muscular, giving him a sleek, almost graceful appearance, as if he were built more for finesse than brute strength. He carries himself with an upright posture, a confidence that seems ingrained rather than forced. It’s the quiet confidence of someone who’s never had to question their place in the world.

His skin is fair, with a warm undertone that picks up a faint, golden tan in the summer months, likely from countless hours spent outdoors on golf courses or at beach resorts. His complexion is nearly flawless, smooth and clear, with just a hint of pink at his cheeks and the bridge of his nose, a detail that gives him a slight boyish charm. The occasional freckle dots the tops of his cheeks and shoulders, a subtle reminder of his time under the sun.

His hair is dark blond, almost honey-coloured, with natural highlights that catch the light. It falls in soft, relaxed waves that he styles meticulously but with an air of effortless ease. Every strand seems to be in place, swept back and to the side, but it’s not stiff; it has movement, like he’s just run his fingers through it. There’s a faint sheen to his hair, suggesting he takes good care of it, perhaps with an expensive, understated grooming routine.

His face is classically handsome, with a natural symmetry that would be the envy of most. His jawline is sharp and clean, tapering to a slightly pointed chin that adds to his youthful look. His cheekbones are high and defined, casting soft shadows that give his face depth. His nose is straight and well-proportioned, neither too large nor too small, with a slight upturn at the tip.

But it’s his eyes that draw the most attention—striking and intense, a mix of blue and green that seems to change depending on the light. They’re framed by lashes that are long and dark, adding a touch of drama to his gaze. His eyes have a slightly narrowed, thoughtful shape, as if he’s always analysing the world around him, taking in every detail. There’s an undeniable spark in them, a hint of playful mischief, as if he knows he has a charming effect on people and enjoys it without being cocky.

His mouth is full and expressive, with lips that naturally curl into a slight, confident smile. When he does flash a grin, it’s dazzling, revealing straight, white teeth that hint at years of precise care. His smile seems effortless, a practised look that conveys a sharp friendliness but holds a bit of reserve, like he’s carefully choosing who gets to see his warmer side.

His clothing is always immaculately chosen, but he wears it as if he hardly thought about it. A crisp, light blue Oxford shirt is his staple, always perfectly fitted and likely custom-tailored to skim his torso just right. The shirt’s sleeves are often rolled up to his elbows, revealing strong, lean forearms with a few faint veins running along them, hinting at his athleticism without overstating it. The shirt is always tucked into a pair of well-fitted tan chinos or slim khakis, ironed to perfection without a crease out of place.

Occasionally, he’ll add a thin silver ring on his right hand or a bracelet, something simple but tasteful, almost like a family heirloom or something he picked up during a trip abroad.

When it’s cool out, he layers with a soft, navy cashmere sweater, or sometimes a cable-knit pullover in a neutral shade, draped casually over his shoulders and tied loosely around his neck. These sweaters always look brand-new, well-kept, without a single loose thread or sign of wear. His footwear is similarly polished—usually a pair of clean, white leather sneakers or tan boat shoes that are always spotless, no matter where he goes. The soles are faintly worn, a sign that he’s walked miles, but they’re maintained with the care of someone who appreciates the finer things.

Even his scent seems thoughtfully chosen—a light citrus cologne with hints of bergamot and sandalwood, subtle but present, giving off a fresh, clean aroma that lingers just enough. It’s the kind of scent that complements his look without overwhelming, leaving an impression that’s cold and refined.

Everything about him feels effortless yet intentional, a look cultivated from years of privilege and comfort. In his demeanour, he has the poise and self-assurance of someone who’s always been admired, but there’s an intelligence in his eyes, a depth that hints at a curious mind behind his polished exterior.

Voice & Accent

His voice is rich and smooth, with a warm, inviting baritone. He speaks in a controlled, melodic rhythm that’s both friendly and confident, with a light East Coast accent that hints at a privileged upbringing and refined schooling. His vowels are slightly rounded, and there’s a soft, subtle clipping of certain consonants, particularly “r” sounds, giving him a polished sound without being overly formal.

When he’s excited, his voice gains a relaxed, easy lilt, and his words flow a bit faster, showing a natural charm. His humour often carries a hint of dry wit, conveyed with a barely-there smirk and a playful glint in his eye.

Strengths

-Focused-

-Persuasive-

-Charismatic-

-Ambitious-

Weaknesses

-Self-Centred-

-Overly Competitive-

-Emotionally Unavailable-

-Critical-

Backstory

Beau grew up in an affluent East Coast suburb, in a well-established family with deep social connections. His parents, both highly successful in their own fields—his father a lawyer at a top firm and his mother a well-known art curator—instilled in him a sense of sophistication and ambition from a young age. Their expectations were high, but he grew used to the pressure early on, learning quickly that success and composure were non-negotiable values in his family. Beau’s parents provided him with the best of everything: private schools, tutors, tennis lessons, and vacations in Europe, but there was always an unspoken expectation that he would excel without complaint.

Beau attended a prestigious prep school, where he quickly rose to popularity. His natural charm and wit made him well-liked among both his classmates and teachers. However, he learned early to wear a polished mask—letting people see only the version of him that he wanted them to see. Academically talented and a natural athlete, he became a star on the tennis team and took on leadership roles in various clubs, making himself nearly indispensable in his school’s social scene. Behind his confidence, though, Beau always felt the need to prove himself, pushing harder than anyone noticed.

At home, Beau’s relationship with his parents was complicated. While they provided for him materially, affection was rare, and praise often felt conditional. His father was demanding, quick to criticize when Beau didn’t meet his standards, and slow to acknowledge his successes. Beau grew up believing that love had to be earned, which drove him to work harder but also instilled in him a deep-rooted fear of failure. This need for validation became a cornerstone of his personality, fueling his ambition but also his impatience and sometimes volatile temperament.

Beau’s friendships were just as calculated. He learned to be loyal but selective, keeping his circle small and composed of people he knew he could rely on. He became adept at reading people’s motives, sometimes to a fault, and his guardedness often prevented him from forming deeper connections. Though he genuinely cares about those close to him, he rarely lets them see his vulnerabilities. Instead, he maintains an image of effortless success, rarely asking for help, even when he struggles.

Fears/Phobias

Fear of Being Ordinary

Abandonment

Nyctophobia

Favourite Quote

“The world breaks everyone, and afterward, some are strong at the broken places.” — Ernest Hemingway

Theme Song(s)*

“Numb”

“It’s My Life”

“Feeling Good”

Affiliations

TBA

Other

He has chronic anxiety and depression, as well as severe migraines

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