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[h1]Charlie Lerner[/h1]
[sub][url=www.youtube.com/watch?v=PNWsW6c6t8g][/url]And I walked off you. And I walked off an old me.[/sub]

[color=white][h3][u]The pain I feel now is the happiness I felt before. That's the deal.[/u][/h3][/color]

[color=blue]N A M E[/color]
[indent]Charlie Lerner[/indent]

[color=blue]A G E[/color]
[indent]17[/indent]

[color=blue]B I R T H D A Y[/color]
[indent]Autumn, Day 13[/indent]

[color=blue]G E N D E R[/color]
[indent]Male[/indent]

[color=blue]O C C U P A T I O N[/color]
[indent]Fisherman[/indent]

[color=white][h3][u]Why die when you can live in the dreams of your lover forever?[/u][/h3][/color]

[color=blue]P E R S O N A L I T Y  T R A I T S[/color]
[indent]Dedicated to fishing. Quiet. Shows anger to strangers. Loves too strongly. Gets attached too quickly.[/indent]

[color=blue]F A V O R I T E  S E A S O N[/color]
[indent]Winter[/indent]

[color=blue]F A V O R I T E  C O L O R[/color]
[indent]Black[/indent]

[color=blue]F A V O R I T E  F O O D[/color]
[indent]Spaghetti[/indent]

[color=blue]L I K E S[/color]
[indent]Fishing. Alcohol. Swimming in the ocean. Losing oneself in a deeply nestled forest.[/indent]

[color=blue]D I S L I K E S[/color]
[indent]Strangers. Any pasta that isn't spaghetti. TV.[/indent]

[color=blue]D O  Y O U  B E L I E V E  I N  M A G I C ? [/color]
[indent]No. All that magic nonsense is bullshit.[/indent]

[color=white][h3][u]Love and life mix together like a good cocktail.[/u][/h3][/color]

[color=Blue]F A M I L Y  M E M B E R S[/color]
[indent]   Father: Richard Lerner: Dead
        Mother: Mary Lerner: Alive
        Sister: Cylie Lerner: Alive
[/indent]

[color=blue]A N I M A L  F R I E N D S[/color]
[indent]A dog. A scruffy mutt named Tylar.[/indent]

[color=blue]H O M E  L I F E[/color]
[indent]Fisherman's home. A rough but sturdy shack, two bedrooms, constantly smells of fish at all times of the day, has the bare essentials of a kitchen, and a small dining area. Charlie and Cylie share the same bedroom,
and have done so their entire childhood.[/indent]

[color=blue]S T O R Y[/color]
[indent]The Lerner family have been in charge of fishing for the Valbree village for generations. Charlie learned how to fish at a very young age, and he has many fond memories of going out in his father's boat, or standing at the end of the pier and spending hours in the sun waiting for a good catch. Life was good for a long time.

But then, at the age of 11 for Charlie, and 6 for Cylie, Charlie and his dad went on the boat deep into the waters to find better catch as the day hadn't been kind to them. His mom didn't want them to go, fearing the storm that was brewing at the horizon, bus his dad said not worry and with a confident smile they embarked further out to sea. They were able to catch a lot of fish for the day, and just as they were turning back the storm hit them, their boat battered by winds and rain, the sea threatening to take them down. Charlie's father secured a lifeboat and placed the young boy first. And just as he was about to jump in himself the boat tumbled over, the waves pushing the lifeboat, Charlie, and his father deep into the ocean. A piece of the boat, whatever that may be, collided with Charlie's right eye, and so he sank bleeding into the depths of darkness. 

But somehow, in someway, he washed up on shore, and after being found by a local couple skinny dipping, he was resuscitated and taken to the doctor to get his eye looked at and stitched. He's worn a bandage ever since, and even though he hoped for a long, long time that his father was coming back, he never did. 

Charlie's been in charge of the fishing for the village since. His mother stays at home, depressed, for years stuck under the covers of her bed, and so it is only Cylie who helps out here and there, but she isn't so interested in the fishing business. She wants to be a model, and leave and go off to the city when she's older. Inside, Charlie is scared and horrified. If she left, he'd be all alone, in a big village with no hopes or goals for the future.[/indent]