Name: Alloy Pirrie
Gender: Male
Age: 19
Location: A small town by the name of Bayfield, Colorado, where the population seems to always match the amount dead.
Occupation: Student. Currently, he's also working as a student teacher at an elementary school. Kids, he tends to smile, So easily taught life's incorrect practices.
Physical Appearance: The most prevalent- yet still unnoticeable- feature of Alloy's face is his eyebrows. A slightly darker shade of blonde than his hair, they arch over his deeply green eyes. The waves atop his head are simultaneously strict and buoyant, lapping waves then still as the foam left behind. His lips are flat, perpendicular to his square chin, and pale colors blend to form an atmosphere of demurity. His lengthy neck and arms accompany a wide set of shoulders and thick collarbones, all three above thin legs. Alloy stands tall, a pristine presence.
Personality: Alloy believes in ghosts. He's one of those people always accepting new ideas and new people, yet sticking to his own routine. He lives for the abstract, yet practices with facts and evidence; it's easier for him to just believe, rather than constantly question the existence of certain phenomenons. He adores family, but rarely does anything extraordinary for them. Alloy hasn't been vulnerable to someone in quite some time, and he often forgets to love and empathize. It's as if he must think of the emotions before he feels them. And he believes in ghosts; great people die, but he knows life doesn't end in farewells.
Values: Alloy values time, always feeling anxious if he isn't using it well. Because of this, he can be impatient, unable to focus on one thing for too long. In the rare moments he feels any kind of emotion too deeply, he values that memory, and he also pays attention to the fact that anyone can die at any time. His odd perception causes him to appreciate conversation and other people; to him, loneliness is impossible in the current world.
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Author Games: Circle
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