Post by Panas Demidov on Jul 27, 2009 15:33:47 GMT -5
Panas Demidov
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Alias: none
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Family: Innocenzo
Mafia Rank: Errand boy. He does all the smaller, but still essential tasks that no one wants to do. He delivers letters and documents, fetches weapons, buys supplies, things like that.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Psychological overview:
Panas could be called childlike, with his improper way of speaking and his extreme aversion to others. Growing up with a father who was always critical, Panas often wants to be ignored, seen as mere dirt, overlooked. He always thinks he's making a fool of himself, no matter what he's doing, as he is extremely self-concious.
His early exposure to tragedy has left Panas an individual fearful of other people and willing to obey all authority. He does have his own sense of morals, but his own personal emotions will be neglected if they conflict with his orders. Though he's fully aware of the risk, Panas can't bring himself to say no to anything, even if his orders are something like: "go into Liberatore territory and conceal X number of explosives nearby".
However, though he may carry out an action, his heart would not be in it, and his emotions tend to spill over into reactions such as crying or going into a panic. But he still gets the job done.
Usual appearance:
With his large, black eyes and a lack in height, Panas has a childlike, and curveless body that is malnourished under his clothes: a result of growing up starving.
He has straw-like blond hair that's nearly always flithy and reaches his shoulders; it hasn't been cut short because Panas doesn't dare to leave his room for scissors. He'll wear anything he finds, piling it on in layers: suits, skirts, mismatched or ill-fitting, he'll wear it all. The only article of clothing he consistently wears would be his Chinese liberation army cap, under which he tucks the most unruly strands of hair. He also has a few deep, self-inflicted scars of bite marks, running along his wrists and forearms. It is not uncommon to find fresh bite marks on him, either.
Personal Information
Birthplace: Russia
Current residence: England
Ethnic background: Fully Russian
Past incidents:
Panas grew up in a large family, and a father who ruled every waking moment of his life. They were extremely poor, so much so that his father resorted to abandoning Panas' mother and two sisters to save himself.
Panas experienced hardships like disease and borderline forstbite, not to mention slowly starving while hasty to obey the ultimate authority figure in his life that spared no mercy for those who slowed him down. Even if his father was insane, or just desperate, he would obey--he had to, it was what he was meant to do, if he wanted to survive.
Here we come across a word with several sticky implications: cannibalism. Panas found his father feasting upon his brothers, packing their limbs into the snow as a way of preservation, feeding on his own children while Panas struggled to hunt deer or rabbit. If his brothers had died naturally, that would be one thing. But the warm, splattered blood told a different tale, and Panas tried to escape.
However, his father was stronger and larger than him, and had little difficulty grabbing his youngest child by the arm and sinking his teeth into his flesh. Of course, he didn't register the pistol being held against his temple until it was too late.
A self-made orphan, Panas immigrated to England by hopping various trains, or by going on foot during the warm weather. He was left crushed by guilt and ultimately spent the rest of his childhood alone, developing his own way of speaking, having never been properly educated, and discovering his rather twisted fetish for feasting on other people. It didn't exactly alarm him, he was already quite skewed enough; however, he was too afraid to even consider biting, let alone eating, someone else without being fought against. So he turned to self-cannibalism, a sick kind of self-gratification that was his only pleasure in life.
Finally reaching England, Panas was adopted by Wammy's House when he was discovered to be idly writing complex equations on the menu of the shop he was working at.
And so here Panas was: afraid, wary, and hasty to obey whatever the Innocenzo family wanted from him. Because maybe, if he obeys, they'll leave him alone, and he could dare to hope for a better life.
Medical problems:
Without anyone to correct him in his seclusion, Panas developed his own style of speech, using nouns as if they were verbs: "Can I kitchen yet?" instead of "Can I eat yet?", "I'll words you tomorrow" instead of "I'll talk to you tomorrow", "I'm going to mattress" instead of "I'm going to sleep". He also has a thick Russian accent, having never gotten used to speaking English since he avoids talking to others.
In order to cope with both his vorarephilia and social phobia, Panas has turned to minor self-cannibalization; no matter how strong the allure, P will never seek people out to satisfy himself.
Panas Demidov--Minmi--Daylight
And in your free time?
OOC Name: dfghjkl
Age: 4573465345
# of years role playing: 2
Any extra notes: durrrrr
see icon
Alias: none
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Family: Innocenzo
Mafia Rank: Errand boy. He does all the smaller, but still essential tasks that no one wants to do. He delivers letters and documents, fetches weapons, buys supplies, things like that.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Psychological overview:
Panas could be called childlike, with his improper way of speaking and his extreme aversion to others. Growing up with a father who was always critical, Panas often wants to be ignored, seen as mere dirt, overlooked. He always thinks he's making a fool of himself, no matter what he's doing, as he is extremely self-concious.
His early exposure to tragedy has left Panas an individual fearful of other people and willing to obey all authority. He does have his own sense of morals, but his own personal emotions will be neglected if they conflict with his orders. Though he's fully aware of the risk, Panas can't bring himself to say no to anything, even if his orders are something like: "go into Liberatore territory and conceal X number of explosives nearby".
However, though he may carry out an action, his heart would not be in it, and his emotions tend to spill over into reactions such as crying or going into a panic. But he still gets the job done.
Usual appearance:
With his large, black eyes and a lack in height, Panas has a childlike, and curveless body that is malnourished under his clothes: a result of growing up starving.
He has straw-like blond hair that's nearly always flithy and reaches his shoulders; it hasn't been cut short because Panas doesn't dare to leave his room for scissors. He'll wear anything he finds, piling it on in layers: suits, skirts, mismatched or ill-fitting, he'll wear it all. The only article of clothing he consistently wears would be his Chinese liberation army cap, under which he tucks the most unruly strands of hair. He also has a few deep, self-inflicted scars of bite marks, running along his wrists and forearms. It is not uncommon to find fresh bite marks on him, either.
Personal Information
Birthplace: Russia
Current residence: England
Ethnic background: Fully Russian
Past incidents:
Panas grew up in a large family, and a father who ruled every waking moment of his life. They were extremely poor, so much so that his father resorted to abandoning Panas' mother and two sisters to save himself.
Panas experienced hardships like disease and borderline forstbite, not to mention slowly starving while hasty to obey the ultimate authority figure in his life that spared no mercy for those who slowed him down. Even if his father was insane, or just desperate, he would obey--he had to, it was what he was meant to do, if he wanted to survive.
Here we come across a word with several sticky implications: cannibalism. Panas found his father feasting upon his brothers, packing their limbs into the snow as a way of preservation, feeding on his own children while Panas struggled to hunt deer or rabbit. If his brothers had died naturally, that would be one thing. But the warm, splattered blood told a different tale, and Panas tried to escape.
However, his father was stronger and larger than him, and had little difficulty grabbing his youngest child by the arm and sinking his teeth into his flesh. Of course, he didn't register the pistol being held against his temple until it was too late.
A self-made orphan, Panas immigrated to England by hopping various trains, or by going on foot during the warm weather. He was left crushed by guilt and ultimately spent the rest of his childhood alone, developing his own way of speaking, having never been properly educated, and discovering his rather twisted fetish for feasting on other people. It didn't exactly alarm him, he was already quite skewed enough; however, he was too afraid to even consider biting, let alone eating, someone else without being fought against. So he turned to self-cannibalism, a sick kind of self-gratification that was his only pleasure in life.
Finally reaching England, Panas was adopted by Wammy's House when he was discovered to be idly writing complex equations on the menu of the shop he was working at.
And so here Panas was: afraid, wary, and hasty to obey whatever the Innocenzo family wanted from him. Because maybe, if he obeys, they'll leave him alone, and he could dare to hope for a better life.
Medical problems:
Without anyone to correct him in his seclusion, Panas developed his own style of speech, using nouns as if they were verbs: "Can I kitchen yet?" instead of "Can I eat yet?", "I'll words you tomorrow" instead of "I'll talk to you tomorrow", "I'm going to mattress" instead of "I'm going to sleep". He also has a thick Russian accent, having never gotten used to speaking English since he avoids talking to others.
In order to cope with both his vorarephilia and social phobia, Panas has turned to minor self-cannibalization; no matter how strong the allure, P will never seek people out to satisfy himself.
Panas Demidov--Minmi--Daylight
And in your free time?
OOC Name: dfghjkl
Age: 4573465345
# of years role playing: 2
Any extra notes: durrrrr
