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the dust has only just begun to fall
crop circles in the carpet sinking feeling
Created on 2005-12-18 01:38:02 (#9052283), last updated 2007-08-16
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name : Remy Telesphore age : 14 d.o.b. : December 22, 1984 zodiac : Sagittarius/Capricorn cusp religion : Athiesm alignment : Neutral family : Stanley [father], Marlene [mother], |
Dreamseeing. The price: use of his voice and legs. |
Remy was born to two wealthy parents and an anatomy-obsessed sister. Since he was the baby of the family, he ended up being utterly spoiled. When he was in school, he was a very bright student, but had to stop going due to the inconvenience of his bad legs, and is now homeschooled and feels a lot less motivated to do well. Back when he could walk, they lived in France. He always had a habit of wandering off. He was naturally curious about many things, not just studies, but places as well, and he loved to explore the city, even though it wasn't safe for him. If you didn't keep watch on him for even a minute, he would have left you in the dust. He was often scolded for doing it, mainly by his sister who often got tired of having to babysit. He began having odd dreams a year ago, after they had moved to Berlin, and after waking up he found that he couldn't talk at all. Not even whisper, his voice was completely gone. Shortly after that, he lost the ability to use his legs. It was somewhat of a relief for his family, because then he wouldn't wander off anymore, but since then he's been sulking a great deal around the house and has been snappy towards other people, spending most of his time alone unless he's desperate for attention. At those times, he just clings to his mother's sleeve. But since he's lost the ability to walk, he's been pampered even more. |
He's a bratty, spoiled child and he acts like one. Even though he's selfish and used to getting his way, he is fiercely protective of the people he cares about because he is extremely dependent on them. He used to be quite cheerful, albeit a bit of a smartass and a troublemaker. Now he mostly sulks around because of his inability to talk or even move. When he needs to communicate, he just writes things down, but most of the time he prefers to just sit by himself. When he actually does communicate with others, he doesn't have very many nice words for them. Despite his sour attitude, he is lonelier than ever and would love nothing more than to walk again. |
He has a rather frail frame for a boy his age, and is shorter than the average kid. His face is very expressive; he tends to wear his heart on his sleeve, even moreso now since he can't use his voice. He doesn't have any particular nervous ticks, and in fact has learned how to sit very still. He still has this habit of putting his elbows on to tables, particularly to annoy his mother, so she's starting poking him with forks (you can actually see the marks if he lets you get close enough to see them). |
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