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[center][color=848494]"I like books, so what?"[/color][/center][hr]
[h3][b][i][color=848494][center]Character Summary[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]

[b][color=848494]Name:[/color][/b]
Victor Arthur Wyatt 
[b][color=848494]Age:[/color][/b]
28
[b][color=848494]Zodiac:[/color][/b]
Leo
[b][color=848494]Ethnicity:[/color][/b]
Caucasian 
[b][color=848494]Gender:[/color][/b]
Male
[b][color=848494]Occupation:[/color][/b]
Bookstore worker
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[color=848494] "Dude, laugh a little. Don't just act like you have a stick up your ass all the time."[/color]
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[h3][b][i][color=848494][center]Appearance[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
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[color=848494] "Thanks, make this awkward."[/color][/center]

[b][color=848494]Height:[/color][/b]
6'1"(1.85 cm)
[b][color=848494]Weight:[/color][/b]
170(77.1 kg)
[b][color=848494]Build:[/color][/b]
Gangly 
[b][color=848494]Eyes:[/color][/b]
Honey-brown
[b][color=848494]Hair:[/color][/b]
Black 
[b][color=848494]Skin Tone:[/color][/b]
Pale 
[b][color=848494]Tattoos/Scars/Piercings:[/color][/b]
Has a [url=http://media-cache-ec0.pinimg.com/736x/bc/4b/0b/bc4b0be719d68f0f9b11398d74b4725c.jpg]tattoo[/url] on his left shoulder.  
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[center][color=848494]"I like what you have on, though I'll stick with my clothes."[/color][/center]

[b][color=848494]Personal Style:[/color][/b] 
Victor can be found normally wearing jeans, hoodies and plaid shirts. When out, he'll try to wear jackets and dress shirts, he usually has a pair of sunglasses hanging from the front of whatever he has covering his shirt. He's preferred shoes are converse as well as vans, the color of his clothes tend to mirror his emotions. When it's winter he can be usually found with various shirts under his plaid shirt, a beanie on his head and a scarf around his neck. For summer, Victor loves wearing short-sleeved shirts with graphics, he wears shorts or khakis. 

His hair is seems to be window-blown, short but spiky at times. He's a fan of wristbands and can be found with some on his wrists, or on a rare occasion, a watch. 
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[color=848494][center] "I'm just gonna...yeah."[/center][/color]

[h3][b][i][color=848494][center]Psychology[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[i][color=848494][center]Sarcastic * Curious * Random * Jokster[/center][/color][/i]

[b][color=848494]Sexuality:[/color][/b]
Bisexual
[b][color=848494]Relationship Status:[/color][/b] 
Single 

[b][color=848494]Personality:[/color][/b]
Victor's personality changes randomly. He's usually a spastic-bubbly person who tends to always have a smile on his face. He can befriend people who've just met him, he'll go on random thoughts before switching tracks and speaking about the topic at hand. He has, though rare, times were he doesn't wish to speak. On these days, he can be fund with headphones in and a book in hand. 

Sometimes he'll have no control over what comes out of his mouth. Sometimes it's just nonsense, other times it's facts he's found out about a person or place. He's intelligent and while awkward at social gatherings -even with family- he'll point out his observations to whoever is beside him. If someone asks him about books, you'll have to duct tape his mouth shut, he loves books after all. He's a funny person who loves to make others smile. 
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[color=848494][center]"Sometimes I just don't feel up to smiling and making others laugh. Can you blame me?"[/center][/color]

[h3][b][i][color=848494][center]History[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=848494]History:[/color][/b]
His past is a blank. His first ever memories were of a smiling woman and strong arms wrapped around him. He grew up in a warm, happy home, with a mother, father and younger brother. He and Tyson were inseparable and did everything together, even getting into prickly situations. Everything changed when he turned thirteen and Tyson turned nine, when they were supposed to wait for their parents to pick them up from school. Tyson had convinced him to walk, it had been snowing that day so he wasn't complaining much, plus they'd been waiting for a good fifteen minutes anyway. 

They began to walk, school had been closed early and after calling their mother, they'd waited. It was true they went to different sxhools, but they always met to ride Victor's school bus home. The age difference between them didn't bother them as it did their friends, they were as much as best friends as they were brothers. They were crossing a walkway when it happened, the sudden flash of headlights and screeching tires were the only sounds that filled the air. White-hot agony followed by screaming were what took over after that, the smell of blood thick. 

Things after that got hazy. Both were knocked out and taken to the hospital, separated and tended to. Only one made it through, the severity of the wounds taking a young life while the other clung to his. When Victor awoke, he found his legs in casts as well as his right arm, his first words were where his brother was. He learned that day that his baby brother had died, the car crash had taken him, Victor then proceeded to have his first panic attack. It became a normal-morbid routine after that, the funeral, packing Tyson's things and Victor having panic attacks. He was given a medical bracelet to wear, one that told whoever saw it what he had. As he grew the attacks happened less, his mind burying the accident on the darkest depths. He has them occasionally, and when he does, they leave him weak and sick to his stomach.  Neither of his parents blame him, though he still blames himself for it. 

[h3][b][i][color=848494][center]Extras[/center][/color][/i][/b][/h3]
[b][color=848494]Character Quote:[/color][/b] 
[color=848494] "Laugh and smile while you can."[/color]

[b][color=848494]Theme Song:[/color][/b] 
[url]https://youtu.be/u9Dg-g7t2l4[/url]

[b][color=848494]Anything Else:[/color][/b]
Christianity.
He has a puppy named [url=http://media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/f4/14/72/f41472c9fb8be5874ee158790e17b2b0.jpg]Sirius[/url] who he treats like his son. He got him a few months back after a visit with his parents.