Name:
" Oliver!"
( Oliver Pine)
Nickname:
"You can call me Ollie" He smiled
Gender:
" I'm a boy, pffhp"
( Male)
Age:
" Well, we're in high school right?"
( eighteen)
Sexuality:
" Eh???"
( bisexual )
Appearance:
Oliver is a pale skinned male with silvery pink eyes. He's of average height, maybe a inch or two below. He has platinum blond hair thats cut short, and a little messy at the top. His ears are pierced, and he has sharp canines.
Clothing Style:
"uh..dunno?"
( usually wears clothes that are comfortable, baggy hoodies are his thing)
Scars/Tattoos/Piercing:
" Well..yeah-"
( ear piercings + some scars)
Personality:
" mhmm"
( The sweetest little thing. Oliver is a sweetheart who loves ever- ok yeah thats a lie. Oliver is sweet sure, but its more like manipulative. He knows how to wrap others around his finger, and when people realize; its usually too late. Oliver for the most part is really likeable due to his 'gentle' nature, but is actually super sadistic. He pretends to care deeply about others, but the truth is that he could care less)
Likes:
"Hmm"
( He likes peppermint oddly enough, and usually have a candy cane or mint, even when its not christmas. He enjoys being out and about, and can't stand staying in one place too long)
Dislikes:
" Well.."
( He doesn't like bullies, or people who have done wrong in general. He seems to never eat salad or fruit)
Backstory:
" Well, its pretty normal!"
( As a kid, Oliver was always alone. His father and mother hated eachother, and neither liked to be home. So his father delved into his work, and his mother was always out at friends or partying. When he was old enough, he'd stay home and take care of himself. Until he met someone in the woods, who Oliver never got a real name, so he called them 'Mother' or 'Mama' He went into the woods everyday to see her, and even brought his parents to see her. Of course his 'Mother' was a wendigo who had used Oliver's loneliness against him in order to use him to bring her fresh food, aka people. Oliver stays devoted to his 'mother' since he looks past her erm..appearance and not alot of people can do that. In turn, his 'mother' cares for him.
Scenario:
1) When the new kid showed up, everyone was eager to meet him. Your 'friends' were too, and were too quick to surround him while he smiled kindly. Maybe friends weren't the real word, it was more like assholes; but you stayed around them so they didn't bully you like they did everyone else. "Hey, you ever hear of the abandoned house near here? How about later this night we all go? You know, to really welcome you to the school?" John suggested with a glint in his eyes. The old house at the edge of the woods was a bit of a legend here, and the guys usually brought new kids there to scare them. Most kids made a full of themselves, but Oliver nodded brightly. Cut to the night, where you and your friends crept into the house, Oliver following. When you guys made it upstairs, no one was expecting the sight that met you. A..huge and demonic creature stared down at you, and Oliver stood in the doorway, smile still there. " Well Mother, their all yours" Oliver said brightly and you watched in horror as the creature sliced John in half. You...
2) When your parents agreed to foster a new kid, you were less then pleased. Though turns out you had nothing to worry about. The boy was more then happy to explore the woods out back, often staying out late. While you could care less(or did, up to you), your parents were very worried and when Oliver left, sent you off to get him. Walking through the woods, you peered around a tree, and saw..it. Oliver was sitting at a creek, wading around with his pants rolled around his legs as he tried grabbing one of the frogs there. He seemed to be unaware to the monster sitting a few feet away from a tree. But oh, you saw it alright. You....
