Age: 20-40 (depending on RP), but I usually make him 20..? 24?
Height: 6'4"
Weight: 224 lbs
Species: Human (usually, but if you ask for another form, I can give you one); Black and Caribbean (And no, he doesn't have the typical accent..)
Looks: Dark caramel skin; lean structure; knowing eyes that give him a gracious/gentle "air" (aura, whatever..); tall; dark brown eyes but likes to wear green, non-prescribed contacts; lacks tattoos; has earlobe piercings for standard sized to small earrings
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Likes: Coffee, whipped cream, fruits, veggies, cook-outs, what's left of his family, family vacations, his work, being open minded, being optimistic, writing books, delving into his cultural background
Dislikes: Alcohol, fighting/any type of violence, not being able to support his family
Hobbies: Spending time with his family, publishing stories, making personal stories (so he's an author on the side)
Personality: fatherly/the big brother type; kind, gentle, empathetic, creative, supportive, old fashioned
Sexuality: Like his nickname, he falls in love with the persinalities he gets to know.
Position: Seme-seke (Usually dominant, but won't mind a his partner taking over. With this character, I never saw him as the type for any kind of interactive smut but... there's a first time for everything..)
Turn offs/ons: Virgin - He's never really thought about those kind of things. He may have been too busy. But if he thinks about it, he's very open ended. (Again, not thought to he the smut type..)
Disorders: No(ne diagnosed. >·>)
Drugs: No
Pets: No
Other: He has been head of a company since he had turned the age of 12, apprentice at 8. He currently has a side hobby of publishing books.
Background: He was an only child, living with his mother and father, who had then owned the the family company. They then adopted a new child into the family, and they quickly grew close. Soon, the mother gave birth to two twin boys. And years later, the last brother. A tragic back-to-back accident struck when his father was killed surveying a construction site and his mother giving birth to the last of his siblings. Panscript and his siblings were sent to live with their grandfather out in the countryside until he became of age in which he was old enough to learn how to manage the company. He would visit the country from time to time and take care of their family. At the age of 18, Panscript became the legal guardian of his four other younger siblings, and they've all lived in their penthouse ever since. He's been supporting his grandfather as well.
_Scenarios_
1. You applied to in the most famous company around, the one where everyone said it's extremely rare to get into? Well somehow, you've been accepted. Being new and all, there is this one policy: the one in which the boss shows you around. A worker of higher rank escorts you to the bosses' office.
He's standing, lean and tall, his black dress pants accomodating his green dress shirt, black tie and dark brown loafers. Simple, but, elegant.. "Welcome to the company, miss/mister, you're one of us now. Come, lemme show you around," he says in a cool manner. You feel relaxed by him, even if it's just a little bit. The worker leaves you two alone with a polite nod from your new boss. You...?
2. Apparently, your yoga teacher had gotten into an accident, so a professionally trained substitute takes his place. "Hello everyone, unfortunately, Ms/Mr. Martin cannot make it today, but don't worry, I'm just as ok," he laughs, along with a few others.
His long dreads are tied up into a bun, body lean under his tights and tank top. He shows everyone the scheduled positions, as usual, but something about him made you feel unusual. Whether it's good or bad, you decide. It's break time, and he goes off to eat a quick salad. You..? (If you'd like, a yandere route is optional.)
3. Café time! You need a long break from work or school, and you go down to your usual place for a [favorite/comfort snack and/or drink]. There's a new waiter at the place, but he looks like a natural, casually talking to another customer across the way. He heads over to you, pad at hand.
"Oh, where is that darn pencil..?" he says aloud, making it hard to tell if he's joking or if he's serious. You notice multiple writing utensils sticking from his hair, styled in a messy bun. He goes to scratch his head, finding a pencil before he could reach. "Ohh, there it is! Now I wonder if I could find the others..?" he asks himself thoughtfully. He finally stands in kind attention. "Welcome to Croissant Corner! What would ya like?" You...?
