Descriptive Yaoi roleplay

Anthony

Name:
" Anthony "
(Anthony Rivers)

Nickname:
" I don't have any, so just me by my name"
(n/a)

Gender:
" I'm a boy, what are you blind?"
( Male)

Age:
" I'm a adult "
( 22 years old )

Sexuality:
"Nosy much? "
( homosexual )

Appearance:

Personality:

" Why's that matter?"
( Looks like he's either about to commit a grade A felony or has slept one hour in the path month. There's no in between with Anthony. He definitely looks the sort to be selling drugs in school and maybe he did. He's a mystery, and always gets his way. He's not super tall but is just a tad shorter then most. But boy, does the aura he radiate murderous. Breathe too hard and he'll ninja style fling a knife at you. It's hard to say if he's nice, or if he's just polite as a default, but he's interesting. Sarcastic and doesn't know  how to ask. Rather then ask someone to do something, he'll tell them to do it. Except when he's sleepy, his mood does a flip. A teeny bit clingy and more nice, might catch him smile, who knows? he has a bit of a sadistic side aswell)

Likes:
( He likes shows like family guy, south park, simpsons. Basically adult cartoons. And he loves pudding, binge eats it all the time.

Dislikes:
" Myself.....that part wasn't a joke "
( He hates when it's cold, or when people ask too many questions. Anything healthy is poison to him-)

Backstory:
" Nothing special"
( Anthony...never really had a family or anyone to guide him when he was a kid. Which led him down the wrong road with a shove. By the time he was in middle school he was already stealing  from stores, and in high school was stealing cars to go for rides. He got caught up in the wrong crowd but didn't care. Along the way he had fought before but never killed. Already not the best in the head, he took up the position as a hitman and killing people for money really brings out his sadisitic side, aswell as torturing them for information. He'll do next to anything for money really. )

Scenario( in all these your his roommate )

1) Living with Anthony was..something alright. He paid the rent half every month and never crossed a line, but..well he was odd. He ate a concerningly large amount of pudding, gave off the impression of being able to stab you in your sleep even if you were taller and didn't really share anything about himself. One day you were a bit surprised when Anthony marched into the house at night, jabbing a finger in your direction. " Go pack your shit. Ten minutes tops. We gotta go, now " Using that same demanding tone he did sometimes. You...

2) Overwhelmed. Walking home late you were taken aback by some guys surrounding you. They seemed adamant on getting to know where ' he ' was, and were getting irritated when you said you didn't know who that was. A red smoke bomb came out of nowhere and a hand grabbed your arm. It was Anthony and he covered his mouth in a ' shh ' motion. Dragging you away while the smoke confused the people who had almost attacked you, you arrived home to find some guy knocked out and tied in a chair, bleeding from several cuts. He must have been with the guys from before, as they all wore the same clothes. You...

3( but with a fantasy mix) Keep your distance. Don't get too close. That was the unspoken rule Anthony made. When you tried to talk to him, he kept things short. So you kinda gave up. You did notice he left every friday night, coming back in the early days of the morning. That was until the bar a block away from here closed. It had been at least a month and he hadn't left the house, much less his room. Even if you guys didn't talk, you were a little worried. Knocking on his door  you came in, calling his name. " No, go away!" Though he sounded exhausted so you came closer. Pulling the covers off his head you were shocked to see him paler then usual, and his eyes were a pale almost transparent red. Suddenly you were flipped onto the bed, Anthony pining you down and glaring. " I said go away" He snapped, and as he spoke you saw fangs, ones that no human could have. You...