This is a role play that you could bend in any direction you like... Damian is going threw a lot of pain and had harden over the years of living. Your character comes into his life, and he resists on letting your character into his life. Could your character handle his stubbornness and his way of living? Or would it be impossible in connecting with Damian and your character give up on him?
Ever since Damian had come into this world his life has done nothing but swirl, throughout this time his poor little mind had been moulded and changed, completely rearranged. His soul had been twisted, into a shape that only contains hate. All that was good had come and gone, he expected that he wouldn’t be in this world very long… because everything was wrong. Or maybe he had just gone crazy. Though that was just his nickname, but maybe it was no longer just a game, maybe he was just insane.
Damian was going numb, forgetting his past. Could he really forget, the pain that was leaving him… this was awesome, but to good to be true. This pain will not leave, only cut and cleave and leave scars so deep that they’ll never be seen. But they’ll be there, they ain’t going anywhere. In this part of his mind there will always be despair.
Damian always was denying what the common person wants, and doing things some didn’t approve of. He wasn’t different… at least that was what he kept on telling himself. He just wanted to experiment. That’s right, Damian was a Rebel. He hated the world and everything in it, and went against everything that tried to challenge him. Not only going against everything he was a crafty thief as well. There wasn’t much that scared him.
Damian was a charming young Neeko, looked around his early twenties. He had sharp pointy ears and a long tail, his hair was a golden colour his ears almost the same colour just a tone or two darker. He was a handsome fellow, one with great futures. He had a great athletic, slender muscular body. His skin wasn’t quite tan but wasn’t pale. His chest was well-defined and well-muscled and his shoulders were slightly broad. He had pricing green eyes that reflected whatever light was around them making them look as if they were glowing. He lived a simple life, enough to get him threw a day. He had lots of money on his hands, even though he didn’t show it from the cloths that he wore and the way he acted. Though what was the point in drawing attention from others, when his goal was to always steal better then the day before. It was all just a game to him. Though, what he didn’t know was in the next twenty four hours that his life was going to change forever.
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