Post by Brayden Quinn on Dec 16, 2012 6:29:45 GMT -5
| [atrb=width,500,btable][cs=2] BRAYDEN QUINN The sex kitten; meow. | |
RANK.Rank E AGE. 24 DOB. 12/19 ETHNICITY. Irish-American (if thats even a ethnicity orz) OCCUPATION. Orgy hoster..? Gets paid to invite. RESIDENCE. Old abandoned night club | [atrb=width,100] |
| [cs=2] To see Brayden - no, to see through him - well, you'd see cracked glass. He was always the little trouble maker on the play ground. He was attempting to cope with his inner demon while at the same time transverse life wearing this.. skin that didn't feel right. He couldn't count how many times he partially, or fully transformed, throughout his childhood to impress a girl or to intimidate a self righteous and arrogant cunt. Needless to say he didn't stay long in more than one place before being whisked off and moving to somewhere new. 'Best for the family', they said, or, 'we gotta keep this secret safe' they'd repeat over and over again. Fuck them. He didn't ask for this. Just because two monstrosities decided to lock their sex fused bodies together and create him didn't make any part of this fucking mess his fault. As you can guess he was an angry, rebellious child. Curfew? Drugs? Drinking? He didn't really care. As a teenager he had grown into his own abilities. They seemed to evolve with his personality and as such, the ability to have everyone around him enter a sex craze was.. useful. He became the spitting image of everything his parents didn't want and he loved it. This was his revenge; his physical karma. They gave him this existence and he was going to make sure they knew it was a waste. As he grew farther and farther away from his own family, making it out into his own, he settled somewhere in an abandoned nightclub. His stay was probably illegal since he didn't own the property and he had to 'break-in' at first to access the place, but it didn't really matter to him. He essentially found a place he could live without cost, even if it was in shambles. And despite living illegally he still attended, and even held parties at his place or others. His ability to control the, for lack of a better word, sex crazed feelings everyone had made him a fun person to be around and his parties usually turned into all out fuck fests. As time progressed and he became more and more popular he felt his own dreams being distorted into something not his own. His sleep became a place of unknown fear, and with every dream came the vision of a girl. Soon, what he thought to be a fragment of his imagination came forward to reveal herself as real. One of the fae who powered herself in some way through his dreams. He was hostile at first; she had ruined his only haven that he could truly call his. But as time progressed he warmed up to her and her bubbly ways. Often treating her as an annoyance but someone he cared enough for to pledge protection (inwardly, of course. He would say that out loud.) and see's as a good friend. He broods often in his home and to the people he's around but deep inside he cares for his new home and new, mysterious friends. He just won't let you know it. | |
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| [cs=2] played by Yulwei |
