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Name: Nicholas Kyoume
Alias/Nicknames: Nikko, Insanity, Madman
Birthdate: August 26th 345
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Appearance:
Eye Color: Brown
● Hair Color: Black
● Height: 5'9
● Weight: 150 lbs
● Body Type: Nicholas was a rather slim young man. He never focused on strength of the muscle.
● Physical Condition: Good
● Distinguishing Features: His extremely long tongue.
Personality:
Paranoid: High
Schizoid: High
Schizotypal: High
Antisocial: High
Borderline: Low
Histrionic: Moderate
Narcissistic: High
Avoidant: High
Dependent: High
Obsessive-Compulsive: Moderate
Alignment:Chaotic Evil
Political Alignment:Howldon
Languages Spoken:Mannish
Job/Class:Asylum tenant
Inventory:The only thing he carries is a picture of his parents.
Talents:(Will be gained through roleplay)
Skills:Natural Tactician, Agile, Flexible
Background/History:
Nicholas Kyoume used to be like any other boy on the streets of Howldon, specifically Old City. He grew up with only his mother to raise him due to his father abandoning his family, and he was content with that. He was always active and hanging out with friends, going to the museums, and taking the time to visit the Heroes' Graveyard. He seemed to live a rather ordinary life, and nothing had been going wrong with it. That was until he had become the age of 15.
It was on August 26th, 360, where everything had went to hell. It was around 4:37 P.M. when strange men in white outfits came to the door. They rang on the doorbell, and his mother came to the door. Her eyes widened as he looked back at her child, then back at them. Her expression had seemed to be quite the worried one, at that moment he didn't know of why, but he figured she had it under control. [/color]
"Mrs. Kyoume..its about time you paid your dues..is it not?" The first of the men in white said, looking at Nicholas before looking back at her.
"I don't..I don't have all of the money yet.." She said in response, her look of worry soon turning into freight.
The two continued conversing on and off in this manner. While they had done so, Nicholas looked up at the strange man, noticing a rather familiar symbol on his shirt. After a moment of thinking he concluded that it had been the same symbol on his mother's lab coat. His eyes widened as he came to a realization. For so long, his mother never told him where she worked, but now it all made sense. His thought all came to a halt as his mother turned around. Her eyes covered by her hair as she spoke in a low tone.
"Hey Nicholas..some of my co-workers are going to look after you for a little while I gather some money to pay a due okay?" She said, her eyes avoiding him.
"What, no I don't want to go with these pe-" His eyes soon switched from worry, to a look of hatred. "You..YOU BITCH, YOU SOLD ME OUT TO SAVE YOUR ASS DIDN'T YOU?!"He yelled as the men in white approached him.
With one swing to the back of the head, Nicholas had been knocked unconscious. The only thing he saw before passing out had been the image of her mother, her look of worry soon turning to a calm expression as she walked away from the scene unscathed.
He woke hours later, his upper body restrained by the straight jacket. Anger being the only thing in his mind. He could only stay still, and allow himself to be embraced by the madness that would soon be knocking at his mind's front door. Such was the start of the madman Nicholas Kyoume.
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