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hey hey im ryan or jeremy!
im nearly 16 (birthday is 9/7), i really like stuff like water and plants, im a wiccin/paganist whos trying to be a vegetarian, and a sociology/psychology student!

my gender is really complicated so i identify as a (trans/demi)boy for simplicity sake, and my sexuality is asexual and idekanymore-romantic, but i think im grey-aro, idk

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Name:
-Micheal Una
"Mich"
Age:
-19
Gender:
-Male
Fears:
Deeper fears:
-Dying
-Remembering who he used to be
-Loosing the people around him
Basic fears:
-Heights
-Bees
-Being in enclosed spaces
-Fire
Position:
-Head Chef
Personality:
-People describe Mich as someone who was really weird- saying things that people would not take as 'normal' and often talking to himself and getting lost in speech, angry, talked too much, loud, over dramatic, violent, and rather over protective.
He had a habit of turning to yelling to get things done instead of calmly talking about it.
After his 'accident' he still retained a lot of his old personalty traits, while gaining a few new ones, he became very analytical where he used to be naive, he became judging and skeptical of people and things around him where he used to be very trusting and a 'couldn't care less' attitude. He used to be a very creative person, while he still is he favors matters of the brain over matters of the soul and puts more stalk in his brain than his heart. He can come off as cold at first but that's because he's trying to decide if he can trust you or not.
Although he focus's only on his bad attributes people sometimes gets described him as someone who is funny, smart, good at cheering up people in need, reliable, and rather dorky although he tries and act 'cool'.
He can be kind of a asshole at first because he doesn't really like people, but show him that he can trust you and he will, it's hard to get into his inner layers but once you do he opens up a lot and becomes very enjoyable to be around, he's rather bad at talking about his own feelings and finds talking about his problems extremely hard instead he turns his anger into rants about things that aren't really about him, things like social justice and feminism, he's very passionate about those things and can talk more about them than anything else, even if that wasn't widely accepted in that time period for men to want the same rights for women he believed they should have.
He yells a lot but isn't angry all the time and can be calmed down by a friendly hand on his shoulder, he only trusts a rare few but he cares deeply for his friends. Even though he tries to act stoic and brave he can be kind of a crybaby about some things and can act rather girlish in the ways of gossiping and crying over sad stories.
Before his accident he was rather dull and bad at anything other than creative thinking, afterwards he became very reliant on his brain and not his soul. He once saw the world as a colorful canvas but now sees it as a black and white book.
History:
-Birth:
He was born into a loving family, one half of a twin pairing. His mother and father were in love, him and his brother got along amazingly, hardly ever fighting, enjoying the same things, both had a sweet tooth and a love for music and playing pirates, he had a extremely good childhood from the age of 0-6.
-School:
When he was six he started school, he was slow for his age usually getting the worst grades in his class but he was amazing in creative arts like writing, singing, dancing, all of that. Once he got to fifth grade things started picking up and he did average in class, still below most others but he did alright. He didn't really get bothered by bullies and was ignored by most people, not being very social this didn't bother him.
Teenage years:
-When he was 13 he got his first girlfriend, a girl with was very rebellious and snarky, a year older than him and a lot 'cooler', she was the one who started him to the path of anger, loudness and all things teenagery. She was that kind of girl who turned heads, not because of her beauty but because of how much she stuck out like a sour thumb. Short cut flaming red hair, boy clothing, things you would not see a lady indulge in. Along with his girlfriend he had two best friends. Two kids who had moved to the city around the same time and were the 'lost new kids' so Mich and his girlfriend invited them into their group.
With a girlfriend, average grades and a loving family. His life was perfect for him. Him and his girlfriend rarely fought, she got along well with his family as did his two friends. Jeanette, his girlfriend, Lucas, his best-best friend, Tony, his best friend, Richard, his brother, and his parents Cody and Emma. Everything was good for him.
The Accident:
-When he was 16 he and his family were going on a trip in the country, on the night of their arrival the cottage they were staying in caught on fire by a flame left unattended. Micheal was the only one who survived and the trauma of the event made him loose him memory. He was brought to a hospital for minor physical injuries and major physiological ones.
Life after:
-Jeanette stayed the longest, Lucas gave up on him only months after his memory loss; not being able to take what his best friend had become. Someone who had to ask how to use a remote or do anything basic. Tony stayed for a few months but soon he too couldn't take it and moved on like Lucas had, and Jeanette stayed with him for nearly a year and a half but after a while the stress of looking after him all the time and she found someone new a moved on.
Mich was still underage so he lived with his aunt until he was well enough to take care of himself, he regained a lot of his basic memories, how to work things, math, reading, but he can't remember his family or friends. He just knows that he wasn't alone, and now he is.
Other:
-Introvert
-INTP
-Asexual
Great, I'll fill in a character app then ^u^
Oi! Is this roleplay still accepting?
I want to post a starter but I feel like everyone else has bailed and it'll be writing for nothing...
I've been kind of waiting for someone to post before I put up a starter ._.
I just- *Swoon*
My sister said him and Benedict Cumberbatch look like aliens because of their cheekbones
The shuffling Merlin had heard was Arthur as he sat up from his seat and walked over to his overly large bed, flopping down onto it and burring his head in the pillows, the butler has rung up to his intercom and told him that Merlin was here and he guessed he must be on his way up now, if not already by his door.
He felt like he wanted to throw a fit; even if he had not thrown a fit since he was a small child and he knew how stupid it would look for an almost of age boy to throw things around and yell- he really saw no other option to his predicament, sighing he decided against it and instead just called out-
"Well, come in then, my father isn't paying you his good money for you to stand outside my door," figuring that Merlin must be out there by now, probably waiting for Arthur to let him in his room, like he was going to get up and do that.

It wasn't that he didn't want to learn, or even that he didn't want Merlin to be the one to teach him, he honestly couldn't care less who it was, his problem was how this would effect his athletic practicing time, his father had said no more football until his grades were up, and feeling like football was the only thing he was good at- or would ever be good at, he saw his chances of ever playing again very slim.
Burrowing his head down into the pillows, effectively messing up his tidy hair, he waited for his 'tutor' to enter.
Yehhhh, now the party can get started
And can I please just say those glasses made me start hyperventilating because of how hot he looked in the picture im sob
Glorious.
Arthur Pendragon really only got into this private school because of his father owning it, sure; he played football and so he helped with the schools sports division but if it weren't for that he never would have passed a single class. Still, focused on only his physical performance his academics were paying for it, and now his father had gone and payed the poor kid in the school to tutor him; the whole set up was completely ridiculous in his opinion. But apparently his opinion didn't matter in the eyes of his father, Uthur Pendragon, owner of the Pendragon private school.
Arthur was sitting in his bedroom in the manor he lived in with his father, and until recently his sister had lived here as well before she moved out to live with one of her friends Gwen in the city, Arthur was most upset by this news but months later, now he was adjusting, if you could call it that, but no matter, he was waiting for the boy, Merlin, to show up. This was not how he wanted to be spending his Saturday afternoon, but it wasn't like he could help it. So, he would just have to suffer through it.
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