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Name : Ursciel (No last name.)

Species: Human. (Originally he was a fallen angel, but I don't know if I can do that or not.)

Appearance: He's 6'4'' and pretty average weight. Around 150-160 lbs. He has dark brown hair that's twisted in every direction imaginable, partially because he doesn't bother combing it at all. He has sunken in hazel eyes and most of the time, he has a blank, uncaring expression on his face, it's not that he doesn't care, he just does that. He wears dark blue jeans that are barely long enough for him, black shoes that are mostly scuffed up, even though he had just bought them a few weeks before they started to look like that. He also wears a dark green shirt (his favorite color) with no writing or pictures. He has a watch on his left hand, but he's also left handed. He doesn't care anyway. It's more comfortable. He sometimes wears a hat, depending on the weather.

Personality: He's hot-headed at times, and at other times he's quiet and thoughtful. He's very curious about many things and would almost always try anything once. He has a bad habit of helping people out emotionally with their problems, putting his problems on a lower tier than other's. Most people think he's an ||Filtered|| at times, and sometimes just an annoying idiot. He can act mature and like a kid at times, but he doesn't really care.

Weapons/Items/Inventory: A ball of lint, a rusty key, and a pocket knife. Wow. Nothing really special about any of them. The key went to a lockbox he used to have in his possession, but it was stolen. The pocket knife was something his grandfather gave him when he was 11 years old.

Abilities: He's very witty in stressful situations and is good at figuring out puzzles. He likes to get into people's heads with what he says. And at times, he can succeed at that, at other times, he ends up either getting shot, stabbed, drowned, etc. etc.

Background: He was raised in a home that wasn't exactly the best, but it was good enough to raise him. His parents weren't all that rich, but they did what they had to to keep him and his sister fed and in a warm home. While growing up, he always wondered the meaning of it all, and what purpose he served. He often distracted himself with other things like books and school, but the thoughts tugged at him relentlessly until he finally just said that his life is meaningless compared to other, more important people. He was 1 in a world of 1.6 billion people, if he died, no one would suffer for it.

When he moved out of the house and got his own place, he started doing random gigs at different places. He's been a bartender, bouncer (didn't really go so well), bookkeeper, Tech Specialist, etc. etc. He jumps from job to job, doing whatever he can to get by. He owns 2 pets, a russian blue named Scotty, and a Rhodesian Ridgeback named Ted (Yes Ted). He doesn't really have any other friends, so he sometimes just ends up talking to his pets for fun. He likes to get out of the house at times and just stare at something that he finds majestic in some sort of way. Trees, skies, roads, anything that caught his eye, he would just stare and think.

(I may add more later, depending on which direction I decide to go with him).

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