MIRE
OCCUPATION Useless
BIRTHDAY Once every four years
SPECIES Human
KILLS Lesser than
LIKES Naoki, guns and any sort of firearms, FPS games, genuine homemade meals, firm physical touch, EX yugo bands, Being of use to a greater cause, Being relied on
DISLIKES Crowded areas, hygiene, Having no socks on, facial hair, warm weather (he cant feel the difference though knowing its warm when its clearly cloudy pisses him off), frozen food.
WHO IS HE There's a burning ache in his chest that he can't seem to feel all that much as present as it is, he's grown used to feeling constantly uncomfortable. He can't feel the skin on his body, nor the hair on his head, the teeth in his mouth have gone numb but even so none of it would compare to the feeling of love. Why would you want anything more in life than someone to dictate everything down to the way you breathe? The form of affection he's gotten used to is a cruel one, his own tenderness is severely awkward. Despite the mental setbacks oneself can't help but shine through. He's still a person at heart even if he lives as a husk of a person that once was.
Mire tends to imitate cruelty in the way he sees things, he's not someone overtly pleasant to be around for a short amount of time. He speaks a lot, but nothing is clear. He talks about things that don't matter, he isn't trying to be rude on purpose. Not most of the time.
It takes him a while to figure out what's real and what's not, tends to disregard personal space,he's very touchy. He has a firm grip.
He resides in filth and rarely ever leaves his room outside of work, he lives off frozen food and the entertainment of his computer screen. The real world overwhelms him. The only things he remembers is something fond, how to wield a gun, and a deep sense of longing. He's unsure who he misses.
OCCUPATION Useless
BIRTHDAY Once every four years
SPECIES Human
KILLS Lesser than
LIKES Naoki, guns and any sort of firearms, FPS games, genuine homemade meals, firm physical touch, EX yugo bands, Being of use to a greater cause, Being relied on
DISLIKES Crowded areas, hygiene, Having no socks on, facial hair, warm weather (he cant feel the difference though knowing its warm when its clearly cloudy pisses him off), frozen food.
WHO IS HE There's a burning ache in his chest that he can't seem to feel all that much as present as it is, he's grown used to feeling constantly uncomfortable. He can't feel the skin on his body, nor the hair on his head, the teeth in his mouth have gone numb but even so none of it would compare to the feeling of love. Why would you want anything more in life than someone to dictate everything down to the way you breathe? The form of affection he's gotten used to is a cruel one, his own tenderness is severely awkward. Despite the mental setbacks oneself can't help but shine through. He's still a person at heart even if he lives as a husk of a person that once was.
Mire tends to imitate cruelty in the way he sees things, he's not someone overtly pleasant to be around for a short amount of time. He speaks a lot, but nothing is clear. He talks about things that don't matter, he isn't trying to be rude on purpose. Not most of the time.
It takes him a while to figure out what's real and what's not, tends to disregard personal space,he's very touchy. He has a firm grip.
He resides in filth and rarely ever leaves his room outside of work, he lives off frozen food and the entertainment of his computer screen. The real world overwhelms him. The only things he remembers is something fond, how to wield a gun, and a deep sense of longing. He's unsure who he misses.