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[center]Quote: 
"I don't believe we've met."

Name: 
Carbon 

Age: 
17

Gender: 
Male

Personality:
Carbon is one of the most energetic people you'll ever come to meet, at least when it comes to death.

His social skills are dull and dry; you're probably going to need something to lubricate your throat when dealing with him because not only is he pointlessly rough, he's not very pleasant to swallow.

He has no sense of humor. 

He has a obsessive fascination with other people's wings. 

The most definitive aspect of Carbon is his strict and undying determination to complete any task he has agreed to complete. 

He does not expect others to uphold their promises, he won't even make a snide remark when they fail to do so, but he is deadlock on keeping all of his.

Skills: 
Babysitting.
Painting.
Tracking.
Hunting.
Bathing.

Likes: 
Losing odds, misfortunes, death, children, women.

Dislikes:
Silence, darkness, soft rain.

History: Carbon once had a name. 

He once had a family. He once had a place he belonged in, and ultimately a person he belonged with. Life in it's irrationality stripped each of those things away. First it took away his family, in the form of his artificial wings. The memories, the tradition, the legacy. Crushed. How? He refuses to remember. When? Seventy three light rain falls ago.

The rest didn't matter. With his wings went his identity, with his identity went his soul, and with his soul went their love and everything associated. He fell into a state of dissociation, his senses and world made unrecognizable from confusion and despair.

Then one day he woke up from what felt like an eternal slumber. His body ached and he was covered in blood that didn't belong to him. As he raised himself from the bushes in the throbbing sunlight he felt something slide down his chest before plunging itself into the blood soaked ground below him. 

He didn't know where he found the Wings and to be frank he didn't care. It gave what was left of his meager existence something to latch onto. So like a parasite he attached himself to his newly found Wings and wandered the strange wonderland, one he eventually learned to belong to the whale Era'Thet.

Artificial Wings

Name: 
Beauty and the Beast

Stage: 
I

Description/Image: 
An tattered and patchy infinity scarf wraps itself loosely several times around around his neck. It's color is a faded black with a dark yellow trim.

Ability: 
Carbon has the ability to see and teleport to any target with whom he has last shared a kiss. [/center]
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