Male ♂Senior Nicolas Conium
Sept 2, 2024 12:03:37 GMT -7
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Post by Nicolas Conium on Sept 2, 2024 12:03:37 GMT -7
NICOLAS CONIUM
SENIOR
SENIOR
SEVENTEEN
MALE
HETROSEXUAL
A P P E A R A N C E
hair color
height
body type
clothing style
Dirty blonde, not blonde, dirty f**kin blonde
eye colorShit Brown, or whiskey brown, pick your poison
height
Tall enough, 5'10"
body type
Lean body, he's agile, and can handle himself in a fight or two.
clothing style
Nicolas has a distinctive style that blends emo-punk elements with subtle, personal touches. He gravitates toward silver and black, often sporting torn jeans, roughed-up clothes, and leather jackets. Chains, thick belts, and layered accessories like necklaces, bracelets, and rings are staples in his wardrobe, adding an edgy flair. Only his right ear has piercings, one black stud, with 2 black cuffs on his upper earlobe. His style is effortlessly cool, striking a balance between rebellious and refined.
face claimIn the Clear Moonlit Dusk, Kohaku ICHIMURA
P E R S O N A
personality
The best way to describe Nicolas is someone whose become so consumed by anger that somewhere along the line he became numb to everything. He doesn't really care about anyone or anything out side of not smacking your partner around, and hurting cats.
To most, Nicolas is infuriating, the ones who try to break past his not giving a f**k expression. People often make the mistake of thinking there is something deeper to him, some semblance of humanity and boy does he relish in crushing those dreams.
But, what else do you expect from someone whose lived through their own personal version of hell? He's unhinged, one minute he's standing there with his hands in his pockets the next he's breaking someone's nose. Very few can handle his company but he has a magnetic pull to him, that for some reason draw other scum to him, all hoping to impress.
The only time you see his old dead self is when he drinks. But only when he drinks hard then you see the boy he should have been a sloppy flirt, laidback smile, and some existence of real happiness.
He's not so bad, a good bloody fight brings life to his eyes, and so does a good f**k.
How would you describe yourself?
I'm a prick, who will f**k you and then f**k you up.
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
Jail or dead.
What do you fear?
...Answering another one of your pointless f**king questions.
To most, Nicolas is infuriating, the ones who try to break past his not giving a f**k expression. People often make the mistake of thinking there is something deeper to him, some semblance of humanity and boy does he relish in crushing those dreams.
But, what else do you expect from someone whose lived through their own personal version of hell? He's unhinged, one minute he's standing there with his hands in his pockets the next he's breaking someone's nose. Very few can handle his company but he has a magnetic pull to him, that for some reason draw other scum to him, all hoping to impress.
The only time you see his old dead self is when he drinks. But only when he drinks hard then you see the boy he should have been a sloppy flirt, laidback smile, and some existence of real happiness.
He's not so bad, a good bloody fight brings life to his eyes, and so does a good f**k.
How would you describe yourself?
I'm a prick, who will f**k you and then f**k you up.
Where do you see yourself in 10 years?
Jail or dead.
What do you fear?
...Answering another one of your pointless f**king questions.
hobbies
🧗 Rock Climbing ✘ Off the grid or inside a building, he loves this stuff.
🏹 Crossbow ✘ Self taught, stole the thing off of some kids dad, totally illegal, he never misses.
🖌️ Graffiti ✘ He enjoys f**king up other people's property, prefers black & white, grunge look.
🚵 Dirt Biking ✘ Likes it, has tried his friends, but doesn't own a bike.
🏹 Crossbow ✘ Self taught, stole the thing off of some kids dad, totally illegal, he never misses.
🖌️ Graffiti ✘ He enjoys f**king up other people's property, prefers black & white, grunge look.
🚵 Dirt Biking ✘ Likes it, has tried his friends, but doesn't own a bike.
S C H E D U L E
elective one
elective two
WOODWORKING
METALWORKING
elective two
WOODWORKING
B A C K G R O U N D
biography
Volac, a giant muscular man, dirt blonde hair, yanked back in his signature Viking ponytail, smoke between his rugged lips. Nic's father but not the f**ker he grew up with. What would his life have been like if he'd been raised by that buff shit.
Instead, he grew up with his mother, Ivy, frail lookin' but she loved him and guess that's all a boy could wish for from his mother. The prick she got together with after he was born, his name; Tony.
Tony had a bit of an issue, the kind that involves beating his wife to a pulp. Nicolas course got in the way whenever he could, didn't grow up scared of the guy, no instead he just grew up pissed at the world, the usual teenage angst.
Now maybe you were expecting a happy go lucky f**king story where Nic grew up punched the lights out of Tony, they ran away lived happily ever after? Dose of reality, Nicolas couldn't get his mother away from a guy who made her black and blue, she kept slithering back, making excuses. How the f**k do you help someone who doesn't want to be helped, he hasn't figured that out yet, maybe you can enlighten him.
Nicolas like the grand son he was, started avoiding home like the plague, got into fights at school, partied, ironically beat the shit out of anyone he didn't like, since he couldn't bash his step father's face in he took the next best step.
And yeah, that's pretty much it, what? Oh the f**kin school? Tony sent him off, seems he knows a friend of a friend or some shit. Either way, he's glad to be away from that shithole and into a new one. He's been at the school since freshmen year. Everyone knows him as the prick with his gang of misfits, the lack of hands on campus that can count how many chicks he's slept with, and finally the poor suckers who fall into his radar.
Really he doesn't belong at this school, but what can you do, when life throws you a deck of cards, we all play.
Instead, he grew up with his mother, Ivy, frail lookin' but she loved him and guess that's all a boy could wish for from his mother. The prick she got together with after he was born, his name; Tony.
Tony had a bit of an issue, the kind that involves beating his wife to a pulp. Nicolas course got in the way whenever he could, didn't grow up scared of the guy, no instead he just grew up pissed at the world, the usual teenage angst.
Now maybe you were expecting a happy go lucky f**king story where Nic grew up punched the lights out of Tony, they ran away lived happily ever after? Dose of reality, Nicolas couldn't get his mother away from a guy who made her black and blue, she kept slithering back, making excuses. How the f**k do you help someone who doesn't want to be helped, he hasn't figured that out yet, maybe you can enlighten him.
Nicolas like the grand son he was, started avoiding home like the plague, got into fights at school, partied, ironically beat the shit out of anyone he didn't like, since he couldn't bash his step father's face in he took the next best step.
And yeah, that's pretty much it, what? Oh the f**kin school? Tony sent him off, seems he knows a friend of a friend or some shit. Either way, he's glad to be away from that shithole and into a new one. He's been at the school since freshmen year. Everyone knows him as the prick with his gang of misfits, the lack of hands on campus that can count how many chicks he's slept with, and finally the poor suckers who fall into his radar.
Really he doesn't belong at this school, but what can you do, when life throws you a deck of cards, we all play.
P L A Y E R
alias
activity level
triggers
𝓛𝓪𝓭𝔂 𝓐𝓭𝓲𝓻𝓪
activity level
✦✦✦✦✧ If I have high Nic-Muse. ✦✧✧✧✧ If I don't.
triggers
Nicolas triggers to others, he can bully other characters.
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