Original Name: Carl Unber
Japanese Name: Miharu (Beautiful Clear Sky) Chiba (Thousand Blades)
Nick Name:
Age: 17
Original Sex: Male
Sex: Female
Personality Original: Carl has an interesting case of multiple personality complex. However, it isn't to the extent as someone would think. Many see it as a sort of controlled situation, with his most dominant personality keeping all the others at bay. Because of this one personality though, he comes off as very uncaring and cold. In order to keep at bay the demons that purge at the back of his mind. He is rather logical, and will do his best not to get too emotionally active in anything. In fear of releasing his rather twisted demons and desires.
When he was younger he use to let his personalities run wild. Causing him to constantly manipulate and plot out peoples lives. Playing with his already high intellect in general. He would manipulate people into terrible situations. Often bringing them near death or in states they wish they had died from in order to “teach” them a lesson they “needed to learn.”. However, the reasoning to almost all his actions have never made any sense to the variety of psychologists that he's met. In fact, most of them would label him as “normal and sane”. His own understanding of the outside world keeping his dominant personality the one to deal with such matters.
After losing a dear friend to one of his games, he decided that it would be best to stop toying with people. And before entering high school decided to stop his little games with people. Though he was never blamed for the situation at hand (as it seemed much like an accident) it made him decide to stay in control as much as possible. As such he moved to be social but not to the point of caring about anything. He worked to keep an eye on people and watch them carefully before making a move for even minor friendship.
Overall, he comes off as a back loner type person. Not wanting to really talk to anyone, but fine with speaking if need be. He shows no issues in oral presentations, and seems to be very smart. Though something seems slightly off at times. Some days it's easy to approach him, while others everything around him seems to want to stay away, almost as if he is a completely different person.
Personality New: With most of his dominant personality in a massive shock, he now a she is very much as she once was. Having no issues with experimenting on people, things or more to figure out answers or just to mess with people. To torture and get the pure happiness she use to get by watching people struggle threw despair and misery and the ever lasting taste of their ultimate defeat is borderline erotic to her. Even more so, if she is the one giving them hope only to tear it away from them.
She isn't prone to switch threw her personalities as fast as flies die. But is more then willing to keep a single one for a day, making her switch about per day at times. Though others times weeks. Coming off as a completely different person then she was originally. Many people believe her to be purely insane, while when brought to the counseling office with the trained psychologist, she shows nothing but normal actions. She will keep herself normal even sometimes on some days. To add to the throw offs, though they are more normal days then not, as she still holds to her lingering promise...how long with it last before she is consumed by her lust to see all in misery and despair.
Description Original: He was a rather tall man, around 6' feet tall. Born in Canada, he seemed to give off a sort of aristocratic look at times. While others he would look more like a person who never cared about what was happening around him. He has Blue-Grey eyes, a form of central heterochromia. He is pale skinned and has blond hair that seems to go from a pale white blond at the roots to Ash blond when it comes to his over all hair. He has very long hair over all, extending down to his butt, but is brushed, and maintained. Although it's brushed it is wavy, and seems to look like claws when it reaches his butt. He is rather slender, though athletic at the same time. He seems to be slightly anorexic however still perfectly fit. His eyebrows are maintained as well, groomed and seem to curve off to the sides of his head, fading as they seem to be his normal hair color. In the front of his hair he has 2 sections of very light blond hair. At some angles he looks like a very slender woman, and is often called miss, madam or misses. For reasons unbeknownst to him. Sometimes prompting him to answer in a feminine tone for fun.
He wears just about anything, not caring much about what others think of him. Ranging from his standard trench coat and steel toe boots, to sleeveless shirts and jeans. He is known to carry many knives on him at all times. And when one goes to pick up his trench coat it's like picking up a 50 pound weight. Making some people wonder if he is walking around with bullet proof armor or something of the sort. And when picking up his steel toe boots, they too seem to weigh at least 13 pounds each.
Description New:
History: Carl had a rather interesting life. Well, one could say it was interesting while others would say it was full of torment to him, and to others. He was born in the city, and brought to the suburbs. Where are a young age he was assaulted by a demonic entity. Though he doesn't know what it is to this day. He generally didn't pay much attention to it. It wouldn't be until later on in his life would he get a particular interest into those sort of things.
At the turning of his 8th birthday his family was torn apart, after what seemed to be a normal day from school he returned to school happy, as he generally was in general. And stumbled upon his parents whom were sitting around his sister. They asked for him to sit down, before both of them sitting down looking to both of the kids. They stated they were no longer going to be together. Which landed up making his sister ball her eyes out. While he remained calm, they had told him of this already. The only thing he needed to do was stay quiet. And just seem sad. However, many believe that day to be the day his smiling stopped.
For 4 years he wouldn't laugh or smile. Mostly he kept to himself, working over the normal school work, while slowly he had to fight back an odd distinct pleasure in the despair and misery of other people around him. He didn't notice it at first but the voices had become louder, and though he didn't let them win any fight, and for the most part was 100% stable. He couldn't help but notice how certain things would trigger him. He didn't quite understand it, and he wouldn't...not until he “died”.
He was playing with some friends when they decided it would be fun for them to train. As they fought one other for fun he was tripped over, sending him downwards towards the a pole. Causing him to break his nose on impact, sending the bones up from his nose towards his brain and the impact causing him to pass out.
Clinically he died for a few minutes. Though he re awoke suddenly. In a pool of his blood. His friends had been trying to look for help. However they were so far into the forest they were playing in that it pretty much was to no avail. That was, what they saw. To him he was abandoned by these so called friends. Although he was no longer the person he once was. His older self having died entirely and now only the voices remained, and his first victims were those who had abandoned him. He would go on, to use their fears, and destroy their lives, all willingly to his own pleasure. The almost erotic like feeling he got from seeing them suffer purged threw his mind. And would fuel his constant drive to torment anyone else.
I was at the end of middle school, in which he and a friend had planned out a rather interesting experiment. He was going to build a trap of sorts for his friends girlfriend. This wasn't because she was a good one either. She was rather cruel, having raped Carl just before, and still kept with her own boyfriend. The goal was to set up a basic fear trap, at least it was basic for Carl. He hadn't for a change paid attention to his friends location. And without thinking to much about it. He set the trap to work. It was going to be a sort of firing trap that would eventually drive the person in fear at a distance. Since his friend was insistent on them not leaving her barely alive. This would land up causing a problem, as his friend was standing before the launcher without him knowing it.
The girlfriend walked in, as it triggered blowing off a massive amount of his friends hair, head and others parts towards her from the explosion. Not killing him immediately his friend would lay dying on the ground while the girl screamed running for her life. He would watch him, and with a light exchanges of words made a deal to keep himself from doing such things ever again. The voices however didn't enjoy this new voice...this new building of the old personality that kept them at bay. And would constantly fight against it. To defeat the dominant in order to be free once more.
Club: Supernatural Investigation Club, or SIC for short.
SIC Data Base: (15 points to spend. You must have at least 1 point in each)
Fitness: 5
Theory: 6
Social: 4
Supernatural Experience: N/A
Japanese Name: Miharu (Beautiful Clear Sky) Chiba (Thousand Blades)
Nick Name:
Age: 17
Original Sex: Male
Sex: Female
Personality Original: Carl has an interesting case of multiple personality complex. However, it isn't to the extent as someone would think. Many see it as a sort of controlled situation, with his most dominant personality keeping all the others at bay. Because of this one personality though, he comes off as very uncaring and cold. In order to keep at bay the demons that purge at the back of his mind. He is rather logical, and will do his best not to get too emotionally active in anything. In fear of releasing his rather twisted demons and desires.
When he was younger he use to let his personalities run wild. Causing him to constantly manipulate and plot out peoples lives. Playing with his already high intellect in general. He would manipulate people into terrible situations. Often bringing them near death or in states they wish they had died from in order to “teach” them a lesson they “needed to learn.”. However, the reasoning to almost all his actions have never made any sense to the variety of psychologists that he's met. In fact, most of them would label him as “normal and sane”. His own understanding of the outside world keeping his dominant personality the one to deal with such matters.
After losing a dear friend to one of his games, he decided that it would be best to stop toying with people. And before entering high school decided to stop his little games with people. Though he was never blamed for the situation at hand (as it seemed much like an accident) it made him decide to stay in control as much as possible. As such he moved to be social but not to the point of caring about anything. He worked to keep an eye on people and watch them carefully before making a move for even minor friendship.
Overall, he comes off as a back loner type person. Not wanting to really talk to anyone, but fine with speaking if need be. He shows no issues in oral presentations, and seems to be very smart. Though something seems slightly off at times. Some days it's easy to approach him, while others everything around him seems to want to stay away, almost as if he is a completely different person.
Personality New: With most of his dominant personality in a massive shock, he now a she is very much as she once was. Having no issues with experimenting on people, things or more to figure out answers or just to mess with people. To torture and get the pure happiness she use to get by watching people struggle threw despair and misery and the ever lasting taste of their ultimate defeat is borderline erotic to her. Even more so, if she is the one giving them hope only to tear it away from them.
She isn't prone to switch threw her personalities as fast as flies die. But is more then willing to keep a single one for a day, making her switch about per day at times. Though others times weeks. Coming off as a completely different person then she was originally. Many people believe her to be purely insane, while when brought to the counseling office with the trained psychologist, she shows nothing but normal actions. She will keep herself normal even sometimes on some days. To add to the throw offs, though they are more normal days then not, as she still holds to her lingering promise...how long with it last before she is consumed by her lust to see all in misery and despair.
Description Original: He was a rather tall man, around 6' feet tall. Born in Canada, he seemed to give off a sort of aristocratic look at times. While others he would look more like a person who never cared about what was happening around him. He has Blue-Grey eyes, a form of central heterochromia. He is pale skinned and has blond hair that seems to go from a pale white blond at the roots to Ash blond when it comes to his over all hair. He has very long hair over all, extending down to his butt, but is brushed, and maintained. Although it's brushed it is wavy, and seems to look like claws when it reaches his butt. He is rather slender, though athletic at the same time. He seems to be slightly anorexic however still perfectly fit. His eyebrows are maintained as well, groomed and seem to curve off to the sides of his head, fading as they seem to be his normal hair color. In the front of his hair he has 2 sections of very light blond hair. At some angles he looks like a very slender woman, and is often called miss, madam or misses. For reasons unbeknownst to him. Sometimes prompting him to answer in a feminine tone for fun.
He wears just about anything, not caring much about what others think of him. Ranging from his standard trench coat and steel toe boots, to sleeveless shirts and jeans. He is known to carry many knives on him at all times. And when one goes to pick up his trench coat it's like picking up a 50 pound weight. Making some people wonder if he is walking around with bullet proof armor or something of the sort. And when picking up his steel toe boots, they too seem to weigh at least 13 pounds each.
Description New:
She is much shorter then she was as a man. Though still taller then the average women of the region. Standing at 5'6. She weighs now only 97 pounds, and seems to be fit to some extent.
History: Carl had a rather interesting life. Well, one could say it was interesting while others would say it was full of torment to him, and to others. He was born in the city, and brought to the suburbs. Where are a young age he was assaulted by a demonic entity. Though he doesn't know what it is to this day. He generally didn't pay much attention to it. It wouldn't be until later on in his life would he get a particular interest into those sort of things.
At the turning of his 8th birthday his family was torn apart, after what seemed to be a normal day from school he returned to school happy, as he generally was in general. And stumbled upon his parents whom were sitting around his sister. They asked for him to sit down, before both of them sitting down looking to both of the kids. They stated they were no longer going to be together. Which landed up making his sister ball her eyes out. While he remained calm, they had told him of this already. The only thing he needed to do was stay quiet. And just seem sad. However, many believe that day to be the day his smiling stopped.
For 4 years he wouldn't laugh or smile. Mostly he kept to himself, working over the normal school work, while slowly he had to fight back an odd distinct pleasure in the despair and misery of other people around him. He didn't notice it at first but the voices had become louder, and though he didn't let them win any fight, and for the most part was 100% stable. He couldn't help but notice how certain things would trigger him. He didn't quite understand it, and he wouldn't...not until he “died”.
He was playing with some friends when they decided it would be fun for them to train. As they fought one other for fun he was tripped over, sending him downwards towards the a pole. Causing him to break his nose on impact, sending the bones up from his nose towards his brain and the impact causing him to pass out.
Clinically he died for a few minutes. Though he re awoke suddenly. In a pool of his blood. His friends had been trying to look for help. However they were so far into the forest they were playing in that it pretty much was to no avail. That was, what they saw. To him he was abandoned by these so called friends. Although he was no longer the person he once was. His older self having died entirely and now only the voices remained, and his first victims were those who had abandoned him. He would go on, to use their fears, and destroy their lives, all willingly to his own pleasure. The almost erotic like feeling he got from seeing them suffer purged threw his mind. And would fuel his constant drive to torment anyone else.
I was at the end of middle school, in which he and a friend had planned out a rather interesting experiment. He was going to build a trap of sorts for his friends girlfriend. This wasn't because she was a good one either. She was rather cruel, having raped Carl just before, and still kept with her own boyfriend. The goal was to set up a basic fear trap, at least it was basic for Carl. He hadn't for a change paid attention to his friends location. And without thinking to much about it. He set the trap to work. It was going to be a sort of firing trap that would eventually drive the person in fear at a distance. Since his friend was insistent on them not leaving her barely alive. This would land up causing a problem, as his friend was standing before the launcher without him knowing it.
The girlfriend walked in, as it triggered blowing off a massive amount of his friends hair, head and others parts towards her from the explosion. Not killing him immediately his friend would lay dying on the ground while the girl screamed running for her life. He would watch him, and with a light exchanges of words made a deal to keep himself from doing such things ever again. The voices however didn't enjoy this new voice...this new building of the old personality that kept them at bay. And would constantly fight against it. To defeat the dominant in order to be free once more.
Club: Supernatural Investigation Club, or SIC for short.
SIC Data Base: (15 points to spend. You must have at least 1 point in each)
Fitness: 5
Theory: 6
Social: 4
Supernatural Experience: N/A
