Some shit I was born with and other stuff
Darius Blake Moggs
|| GENDER ||Male
|| AGE ||16
|| WATCHTOWER ||Cactus
|| SEXUALITY ||Bisexual
|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||Single
|| POSITIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||● Gregarious
● Contagiously Enthusiastic
● Ultimately idealistic, despite all of the negativity he can spout about people
● Adventurous
● Selfless
● Honest
● Humorous
● Independent, or at least attempts to be
● Capable of cunning
|| NEGATIVE PERSONALITY TRAITS ||● Hedonistic
● Rowdy
● Immature
● Rebellious
● Can come across as an annoying contrarian
● Vengeful
● Impulsive
● Unorganized
● Unhappy
|| QUIRKS ||● Firm disbeliever of anything mystic and considers philosophy concerning reality's authenticity as an annoying waste of time
● Wants to overthrow the government. Interested in politics
● Knows how to lockpick
● Hates needing to sleep, but loves sleeping.
● Something of a history buff
● Fears reality not being real
|| HOBBIES ||● Skating
● Spray painting
●
Smonking● Drinking
● Stealing
● Gambling
●
Trespassing. Adventuring
● Viddy games
● Reading tragedies—Shakespeare's especially— and Emma Goldman's works.
● Debating
+Da Smonk
+Nature
+Partying
+Masks
+Tragedies
+Sandwiches (actual picture of Darius)
+Dark humor
+Anarchism
+Masks
-Quietness
-Arbitrary rules
-Fucking Wheat Bread
-
Fascists-Killjoys
-His father
|| BIOGRAPHY ||"Do you see what you fucking did? You! You killed our marriage you little piece of shit... If she had listened to me about you I wouldn't even have to be dealing with any of this right now... Are you even fucking hearing me?!"
His father's departure wasn't exactly Darius' happiest moment. Life was actually pretty alright up to around that point, though. He lived with his mother, his father, and a stray cat he named Winston Smith. They were never rich but they got by, and hr did good in school socially and academically. Father's way of raising kids usually included some corporal punishment, but most parents' way did, right? Mother let it persist until one of the whoopings seemed to be getting especially brutal. Daring to raise a hand against his father, a fight broke out between the two until mom came to the rescue, simultaneously causing a crack in her marriage when she sided with her son. The crack only grew until eventually their marriage snapped in two, the final blow being Mrs.Moggs finding out about Mr.Moggs' mistress. Yep. Before completely disappearing from his life, Darius' dad blamed him for the whole thing, said have fun being a constant reminder 'n' leech to your mother, among many other vile things.
Alone and without the comfort or support of who she saw as her soulmate, Darius' mother got intoxicated whenever she wasn't trying to provide for her child. With little monitoring or really anything stopping him, the teen eventually engaged in drug use along with other delinquent behavior, treating life as his own little playground. Meanwhile in an attempt to make ends meet, his mother sold drugs and occasionally prostituted herself until all of her illegal activities caught up to her, resulting in her arrest. Afterwards Darius was put into foster care. He saw some good caretakers, but he also met some terrible ones that imprinted themselves into his memory far better.
Being adopted and his mom being arrested didn't change his "bad" choices to "good" ones, though. His hatred for authority and "the man" is the most consistent thing he's had. Drugs, fights, and parties, it seems Darius' sole purposes are to seek pleasure and piss off "the man". You may be wondering, how is it that he decided to get a job? The answer is getting paid for doing nothing is better than mowing people's lawns! As long as the higher ups don't try and enforce some bullshit, this will be the best job he's had so far.
|| 90'S THEME SONG ||Bullet in the head - Rage against the machine"No escape from the mass mind rape
Play it again jack and then rewind the tape
And then play it again and again and again
Until ya mind is locked in
Believin' all the lies that they're tellin' ya
Buyin' all the products that they're sellin' ya
They say jump and ya say how high
Ya brain-dead
Ya gotta fuckin' bullet in ya head"
