"Stop being an ass for one second, and give me back my stuff"
Name: Dorian Hall
Age:21
Gender: Male
Height; 6'0 Weight: 120lbs
Years in Blackwing: 3 years
Apartment Number: 1D
Room Description: Dorian's room, is very unlike his room mates. While his room mate has the rest of the place all tidy and dusts everyday, Dorian's room would be called a hoarders paradise. His bed is the only thing not lost in the mess, while his clothes cupboard is openable, it is practically full to the brim with clothes he's found or stolen... His clothes are usual and plain, unless he's found some very...interesting ones. His bed usually has a new item on it every day and hi bed sheets change every day too.
Odd Trait: Kleptomaniac, hoarder, druggy, movie buff
Physical Descriptions: Dorian isn't very skinny or very bulky. He's like the average build, but with lanky arms and legs, and his skin is very pale.. He has green eyes that usually have his silver hair dangling over them. He has one tattoo on his arm is a snake curled around a brain. One of his own designs. He also has injection marks on his arms
Personality: He can be pretty shy and held back, even though he's got no reason to. He only talks when spoken to, which seems to happen a lot and he seems to hate telling people about himself. He'll never let people into his room, unless his life depends on it. He likes to glare a lot, and will seriously get angry if you touch any of his stuff. He will usually sound sarcastic when he talks, but that's just his default voice tone.
Background Info: Dorian was born to a pair of very unparenting parents. His mother was a stripper who would smother Dorian with hugs and cool stuff for him, but his father was practically jobless. All he did was sit around every day, drinking his life away while his wife nagged at him. Dorian would watch this, but he'd look away when the beatings began. Sometimes Dorian got the beatings too, this started when he was 9 and he started arguing with his father. Their house was practically falling apart, and they only ever just made rent with Dorian's mom's money. Dorian would complain that the boys at school all had better things than him and his father would get angry. His father just liked to be in control, every night Dorian would be in his sights at all time. It was hell.
At school, Dorian was a loner. He had no friends to speak of, those that had tried had been shot by one of his vicious glares. He would sometimes laugh at others jokes and just hang around silently when people called on him. His dad hated him and one day just threw him out the house one night telling him to become a man! Dorian wandered around on his own till he met a boy his age carrying around marjiuana. The boy offered him some and he accepted. Then it seemed like his life got a whole lot better. He has no recollection of that night but knows it started his addiction.. It began with weed, then heroin and then finally cocaine. Suddenly he could deal with his father.
He continued doing drugs and obeying his father till he was 15 when he noticed his tendency to steal stuff. It was like it was all calling to him. He neede dit all, like he needed the drugs. He needed to steal. This progressed into hoarding which his dad hated and restarted the beatings. It was fist after fist, Dorian couldn't stand it, and ran. He ran as fast as he could away from there. He didn't care about his mother, his father or the stuff he left there. He just wanted to get away from it all. Then he discovered the Oddball Apartments. He moved in as quick as possible and began filling it with his junk, until Stan moved in and began tidying. It seemed like it would all get better. He even attempts to stop the drugs.
Other: He plays the piano
