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WELCOME TO THE FAMILY
So you're uh, riding around, I think, on your four little hooves, or your three, or your two, or you're rolling on none 'cause someone ate your limbs, fed their family too. And then, you bump into me. I've got a smile that could stretch for miles if only I'd let it, little wing, I've got everything you need. Don't you know what goes bump in the night? They call me Lock Smith. Well I call me Lock Smith. It's funny. It's funny that it's funny, because the Family, you think we're clowns. We might be clowns, sister, but we ain't always so funny.
I wanna know what you are, tiny bird, I wanna see the shadows in your throat, I wanna take the stars from your eyes and give 'em back to the sky, where they wanted to be all along. Life's beautiful, brothers and sisters, life's a beautiful thing and there you are, wastin' it. I got a second chance and I'm not wasting, baby, no, I'm not wasting a damn second, 'cause it's so damn good. Don't it feel good? Ha, ha, oh, no. No. We ain't always so funny.
Let's hang out, you and me.
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PAY ATTENTION
Human Alias :: Lock(e) Smith
True Name :: Padlocksmith
Known As :: Lock, Brother, Inkspill
Age :: Immortal, forever 24
Species :: Demon, with a severe case of humanity
Voice :: similar
Colour :: #CBD6FF
Set :: DotD Mask + Key Antlers + Golden Butterfly Pelt
Human Form :: Very tall - around 6"3 - with a long, thin build. Hips are narrower than his shoulders. Almost never found without black facepaint around his eyes, nose and mouth. Hair is naturally a pale blonde - odd for a demon, but is likely due to Lock's apparent ability to retain much of his previous human aspects - but dyed black, neat and short. Whites, iris and pupil of the eye are all a blank white, but they do exist. Tends to wear black-and-white suits, as do all of the Family, save for Darlene.
Deer Form :: Very tall; reaches just above #5 when his head is lifted. Body is very lanky and very thin, however, making him quite weak physically, though he can certainly handle himself in a fight. Body is a pale cream in colour, with a white face; black facepaint is almost always worn, however. Hair is black in deer form. Black, curved antlers; thin and breakable, but dangerous if impaled on.
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IT WON'T KILL YOU
+ Carefree + Honest + Welcoming + Relaxed + Accepting + Intelligent + Perceptive + Human +
- Two-Faced - Lustful - Demonic - Addicted - Easily Influenced - Too Trusting - Sensitive - Loose Grip on Reality -
Fears being 'put to sleep' via drugs due to his failed surgery; as a result must be completely in control of his drug usage, and is extremely paranoid when it comes to other people touching his things. Will not eat or drink anything that someone else has touched.
Mild distaste for death; does not like to talk about the subject.
Panic attacks usually involve an extreme headache, violent shaking, mindless babbling, tingling in arms and particularly the hands, intense fear and a feeling of choking.
Tends to space out inforest; rather than sitting down, he'll likely just stand there and stare at nothing. Constantly intrigued by his surroundings.
Hates pessimists. Doesn't understand why people can't see how beautiful life is.
Craves physical touch and mental stimulation.
Doesn't usually move too fast; movements are languid and lazy. He may seem inexpressive inforest, but it's just because he's so relaxed. When he laughs, it's usually just a slurred chuckle - unless he looks startled beforehand, which means he's likely hysterical.
Loves casting masks on people, but loves removing them even more; eager to see everyone's true face.
Drawn to both light and dark.
Although the devout pelt doesn't cause him any harm, it does tend to give him a fright and he tries to avoid wearing it, fearing that the Gods will detect his presence and banish him from the forest.
If he suddenly falls asleep inforest, he's likely passed out.
In the human world, he spends most of his day smoking illegal substances. Being deprived of it makes him edgy, and so as a result he tries to substitute it inforest with poppies, mushrooms, pinecones, pondweed, blueberries and pinecones in various combinations. Usually he gets the amount of poppies right to have the same effects, but adding too many mushrooms results in awful effects. It's not uncommon for him to have random hallucinations, which might be the cause for much of his staring/spacing out.
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BUT I LIED
Panic disorder; situation-specific. Triggered by hospitals, possibly doctors. In his human life, witnessed death of old woman in hospital whilst visiting ill mother (who later recovered), aged 13. Symptoms of panic disorder became evident. Had cardiovascular surgery age 24, which resulted in his death due to complications. Panic attacks usually involve an extreme headache, violent shaking, mindless babbling, tingling in arms and particularly the hands, intense fear and a feeling of choking.
Was essentially reincarnated into the otherworld after his death, as a demon, but unlike most, retained much of his humanity. A master of disguise, or thinks he is; can melt himself away into an inky, sticky black substance that clings to anything it touches and stains, too. Remembers all the details of his past life, and doesn't seem to have let go of human emotion; as a result, still continues to live as one in the human world, as well as seeking sanctuary in the forest. Enters the forest through a loophole; the 'gateway' seems to have ways of repelling demonic forces, but only if they take a solid form. As a result, Lock enters the forest in his liquid form.
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LET'S LOVE AND HATE
The Family :: A cult of otherworldly demons that retain aspects of their previous humanity, banded together as brothers and sisters with no real leader. Lock respects them, and is utterly devoted to them; any remarks made against the Family will result in his wrath, lazy as it may be. Would give his life 'to see them crack a beautiful smile'.
Darlene Redding :: Another member of the family, and the one he's closest to. Was obsessed with her for a period of time when she did not return his friendly affections. Settled eventually. Loves her dearly, thinks of her as a sister, but is frequently frustrated with her lack of respect for the Family she comes from.
Faye :: A new aquaintance that caught his eye with the colour of her pelt, and striking feathers. Intrigued by her movements and general air of grace.
Starling :: An acquaintance he feels protective of, and eager to follow around. Enjoys seeing her with company; would hate for her to have to wander alone.
EXIT STAGE RIGHT
Tracking this beauty and
-rolls around on it- Faye
Track~
Thanks, all three of you ;u;
Well you're an interesting
Trackin'!
All Pathes Eventually Cross
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Loooockkk-kuuuuuuun~~~~* Si
Silliness aside, I love how accurately you've described his anxieties and phobias and how even though he has those, they don't totally dominate his personality.
As somebody who has dealt with anxiety attacks many times, I really appreciate it <3
SDFSDFSDF thankyou ;u;
thankyou ;u; ♥ <3
I'm glad ;; <3
Trackalack. c:
your characters are really
hay flatsoda cB sdfsf swamp
sdfsf swamp ;; you're so lovely sdfsdf ♥ thankyou so much, it really means a lot
/stalks this to remember the