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Name: Warren Cain
A.ge: 18
How Old You Look: 18
Gender: Male
Inventory: A small picture frame, a drawing pad, a light taser gun.
Appearance: He wears a long, black overcoat, which covers his body, apart from showing his black skinny jeans, which hug his athletic, but slight waist. Around it are 3 loose-hanging 3-line studded belts, which hang at different angles. He wears a loose black and white cotton sweater, and underneath a silver necklace, with a beaten gold, Omega, Sigma, and Alpha Greek symbol trio. He has pale skin, ghostly, which contrasts against his pinkie red eyes. He has elfin features, thin lips, and an aristocratically formed nose. He has long white flowing hair on to his waist, with a black bang over his left eye, and a black stripe down his back. He has black tribal symbols over his wrists. Finally, he has black denim converses, and high black and white striped socks.
Skill: Acrobatic, Drawing, Fighter.
Personality: Quiet, Sarcastic, quite a sick sense of humor.
Bio: Warren had always been the 'different child'. He was an orphan due to his parents been exectuted because of their many sacrifices, because of their satanistic ways. He lived in his abandoned home, untouched by the police, forgotten. He does not go to school, and because of his pale texture, he is labled as a phantom, or a vampire at the least, and people fear him. In truth, Warren only wants friends, who understand him, and his many reptilian pets don't quite fit that description.
Species: N/A
Your Nightmare: Warren is an extsensive cave system, surrounded by the calming glow of his fiery torch in his hand. There is a scuttling, a small, mad giggle, and the torch is blown out.
There is louder, insane laughter from behind,a dn Warren starts to run. He trips, and their is a huge shadow over his, as a giant thing runs over him. The same scuttling. The torch, somehow, turns back on, and in Warrens face, is a huge 10ft spider, with the torso and head of a man, with full black eyes, staring down at him. It gives Warren a toothy grin, before sinking it's teeth into his fleash.
Extra: Warren is claustophobic, and arachnophobic, which means he hates small spaces, and spiders, scorpions, and anything of the sort. He just halts,a forwn on his face, then collapses, crying.
Warren is an exceelent drawer, and also a song writer, and singer. He would of been noticed earlier, if if his songs were not so morbid.
Warren loves the season winter, because it goes with his hair, skin, and eyes. And also because the sun is covered with snow clouds, so he doesn't burn his skin.
Warren is albino.
Warre owns 3 snakes: Voi, Noir, and Serpentine. He owns one monitor lizard, called Joe.
Warren loves cookies, winter, emo music, gothic music, and his own morbidity. He longs for friends.
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