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Name: Garvin Pyxis-Chip Nami.
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Gender: Male.
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Prolpgue Appearance:
Garvin stands rather tall at 6’ 5”, though he’s usually hunched to around 6’ 3”. His skin tone is a pale fair color with cool undertones that only add to how pale he is. Though, given that he has spent quite some time traveling through Meridian before, he’s managed to get a slight tan compared to what most people outside of Meridian have. He has freckles practically everywhere on his body.
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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. Now for the nose, slightly crooked with just how many times he’s broken it, 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 thinner in shape, and you can usually find him with a grin or smirk of some kind, especially his signature Garvin grin.
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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. Finally, his eyes with deep, heavy eye bags underneath them and usually bloodshot, (and whether that be from lack of sleep or his unhealthy habits, is unclear) are a deepset downturned 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(sarcastically, of course). His face is framed by unruly and wavy, almost to the point of curly, (2C to 3B) ginger hair. Well, if he would take good care of it, that is. 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 just past the nape of his neck with so many split ends one would probably think he cuts it himself. Which, he does.
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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, with everything about him pushing towards the idea that the muscle he does have is a lean sort of muscle. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man weighs in at around 170 lbs, his BMI at a healthy 20.16.
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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 and arms and feet, to cuts on his arms, to a singular one that looks like a slash across his neck, to scars that make it seem like patches of skin had just been scrapped off of him in different places (mostly his arms and back), to a scattering of small scars at his jawline, eyebrows, and across nose. He’s just covered in scars. His left hand has a small scar of a cut across his palm. And both hands have tiny scars all over, which along with his feet are just extremely calloused too. His wrists both have scars circling them. And, of course, there’s plenty of smaller burn scars in various places in order to avoid infections.
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Post-Prologue Appearance:
Garvin stands rather tall at 6’ 5”, though he’s usually hunched to around 6’ 3”. His skin tone is a pale fair color with cool undertones that only add to how pale he is. He’s managed to mostly lose the tan he’d gotten from stays and travels through Meridian too. He has freckles practically everywhere on his body.
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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 and gaining more of a hollowed look by the week. Now for the nose, slightly crooked with just how many times he’s broken it, 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 thinner in shape, and you can still usually find him with a grin or smirk of some kind, especially his signature Garvin grin.
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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. Finally, his eyes with deep, heavy eye bags underneath them and usually bloodshot, (and whether that be from lack of sleep or his infection, is unclear) are a deepset downturned hooded shape and dark gray in color, which he is glad for. His face is framed by unruly and wavy, almost to the point of curly, (2C to 3B) ginger hair. Well, if he would take good care of it, that is. 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 just above his shoulders with so many split ends one would probably think he cuts it himself. Which, he does.
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His body structure could quickly be described as rectangular, with everything about him pushing towards the idea that the muscle he does have is a lean sort of muscle. Especially when taking into consideration the fact that this man weighs in at around 160 lbs, his BMI at an, admittedly barely, healthy 18.97. Then again, pretty much all of that weight is muscle now.
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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 and arms and feet, to cuts on his arms, to a singular one that looks like a slash across his neck, to scars that make it seem like patches of skin had just been scrapped off of him in different places (mostly his arms and back), to a scattering of small scars at his jawline, eyebrows, and across nose. He’s just covered in scars. His left hand has a small scar of a cut across his palm. And both hands have tiny scars all over, which along with his feet are just extremely calloused too. His wrists both have scars circling them. And, of course, there’s plenty of smaller burn scars in various places in order to avoid infections. Which is just hilarious now, given he’s still ended up infected.
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As for the infection itself? The original site of infection was somewhere around his right shin, the exacts are rather lost on him now though. It’s managed to make a good portion of his right ankle to right calf black by now, after all. The blackened veins have gotten rather far too, managing to make their way almost entirely up his right leg before fading back into how veins are supposed to look. He’d cut the infection off but he kind of needs both of his legs to survive DON. So. He’s just a little stuck.
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Personality: He's a dumbass. He's sad. He's suprisingly charismatic. He's not having fun but damn is he good at pretending he is. Unless a job calls for silence and stealth, he's incredibly talkative. He's also a great storyteller, though how many stories of his are true and how many are lies, who knows. He dissociates rather easily, oops. He can still play a 12 string banjo, of course. I'll fix everything later.
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Strengths: Sewing, Thievery, Lying, Star Navigation, Small/Simple Repairs, Pain Tolerance, Hunting/Trapping, Stealth, Parkour Shit, and Alert.
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Weaknesses: Aquaphobia, Shitty Lungs, Apathetic, Can't Read/Write, Zero Good Coping Methods, Shitty Memory, Self-Worth Issues, Brute Force(He is Not a Tank), and Incredibly Selfish/Self-Preserving. (Infection Post-Prologue?)
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History: Orphan street rat. Where he's originally from, he hasn't got a clue. He's been traveling for basically forever. Well, up until the hunting group, more or less. You know, other than the people that would every so often take him in. It never lasted very long. The longest it did was with a group of travelers and even that was only for a few years. He got some names to put behind Garvin out of it though, kind of, so that's nice at least.
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Other: My poor orphan boy has come back, ready to face my evil whims yet again. (He's not ready, but I'm throwing him in. It's an evil whim. He shall never catch a break.)
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Themesong(s):
Because I have already made him a playlist oops.
Kings by Adam Jensen.
Rule #9 - Child of the Stars by Fish in a Birdcage.
For The Wicked by Friday Pilots Club.
Fallohides by We The Heathens.
Sail by AWOLNATION.
Back to the Ground by The Crane Wives.
Ship in a Bottle by fin.
Constellations by The Oh Hellos.
Architect by Livingston.
Oblivion by Dirty Palms.
Ain't No Crying by Derivakat.
Weight of the World by Shayfer James.
Play with Fire by Sam Tinnesz & Yacht Money.
Burning Pile by Mother Mother.
Pompeii by Bastille.
In the Woods Somewhere by Hozier.
Winter 
Day 
