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TERRANCE LUKAS ROSENBURG

NAME: "I was born Terrance Lukas Rosenburg."
NICKNAMES: "If your name is not Analiese Emmalina Rosenburg, you are not to call me anything aside from Terrance. If you are Analiese, you may call me Terry Berry, Terrydactyl, or Lukas."
AGE/BIRTHDAY: "I'm nineteen years old, born on April tenth."
JOB: "A job? In this shit-hole? Yeah, right. My focus is letting these idiots see there's nothing wrong with me."
GENDER: "Clearly you are blind. I'm male."
SPECIES: "Che diavolo stai parlando? In case you're really dumb, that's Italian for 'What the hell are you talking about?' Species? Yeah, I'm an alien. Geez. Wanna check my DNA? Human, you dumbass."
SEXUALITY: "I... don't have a preference. Whatever comes my way and shows interest in me."
MENTAL DISORDER: "I'm sane. No disorders here, Doctor." (NOTE: Terrance has what's called Psychopathy Personality Disorder. It's a real disorder, and is characterized by several different traits, which will be explained later, in his personality.)
RECOMMENDED BY: "My darling baby sister was afraid I'd hurt someone, I guess. I still love you Analiese."

INNATE ABILITIES: N/A
SPECIES ABILITIES N/A

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PATIENT TYPE Volens(only because he's smart enough to know how to behave when the time comes)
MENTAL DISORDER: Psychopathy Personality Disorder, Sadistic Personality Disorder, and no killer is complete without OCD
SYMPTOMS

Terrance has absolutely no empathy. Your puppy is drowning? He's probably the one who tied rocks to its feet and is laughing as you scream and cry and try to help it. Actually, scratch that. Maybe he did tie the rocks, but he'd wait until the pup was near death to finally appear and save it. And that's perhaps where he's captured you, yes? Where his unique, dark brown - closer to black, really - eyes have lured you into a false sense of security. You may look at him, take in his unique appearance, his reassuring, kind smile, and think he's your God. And this is how Terrance perceives himself. Of course, he's probably closer to the Devil than any God.

And once your in his intricate, cleverly-made web of false statements and seemingly unending, true kindness, you're completely and totally fucked. He's patient, like a deadly spider, waiting for his fly to get really caught, waiting for his prey to be lured in. Oh, and when these eyes change, you know. They no longer appear brown, but a cruel, evil, black. You can truly see the hate in his heart, and this is when it's too late. This boy loves his knives, and he loves blood - other's blood. He would certainly be a perfect vampire, however he remains a deadly human, using his vast collection of knives to cut through the flesh of his prey, enjoying their piercing screams, giggling at their pleas and cries, at the betrayed look in their eyes. In fact, this whole process kind of, well... gets him off. Sick, isn't it? And yet, you can't help but to love him.

Oh my, and if he comes to your house, you better make sure things are spotless. After all, ever killer likes their things clean, and this humanized demon is no different. Each and every knife is polished to perfection, with blood carefully licked off, and then wiped away. His home looks almost empty with everything so neat. I imagine it would be a tad annoying to someone trying to befriend him, seeing as he can be bold and truthful about cleanliness, and often considered rude.

TRIGGERS There are no set triggers for these things to occur. There are days, of course, when his impulses to kill - or at least harm - are stronger, but there is nothing attached to this. He's usually manipulative when he's in a tight spot or is attempting to snatch up a little bunny.

FAMILY
FAMILIAR: Not magic, but he owns three rats and a dog. The dog is with Analiese.
MOTHER: "Mother? Oh, you mean the whore whom gave birth to me? Ah, her name is Vienna Rosenburg."
FATHER: "Oh please, don't make me laugh. This fucker has no rights to be called a father. His name is Tobias Rosenburg."
SIBLINGS: "My dear Analiese Emmalina Rosenburg. I'll miss her so much. I love you, my Anababy."
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: "Hm. Perhaps if it wasn't looked down upon, I suppose you could put Analiese here. Not for romance purposes! Just to protect my baby sister. I don't see her in a romantic way - that would mean I'd want to hurt her, and I most certainly would never harm my precious Analiese."
OTHER: Okayyyy, so, you should know that Analiese is madly in love with Terrance, however Terrance obviously doesn't feel that way for his sister. To outsiders, they look too close, but keep in mind growing up they only had each other, and feel they can only trust each other.

HISTORY:

Terrance was born in Austin, Texas, to two European parents. While his parents weren't great in english, Terrance was very fluent with it. So fluent, that his accent was pretty much gone by the time he could say complete sentences, which was about two years of age. Yes, Terrance was a very intelligent young kid. His parents were, obviously, very proud of him, though, for some reason, Terrance always hated hearing their voices. When he was two years old, Analiese was born, and the two instantly bonded. As soon as Analiese could walk, she was with Terrance everywhere. She would cry any time she'd have to go to day care or kindergarden, and Terrance would have to smile, pat her head, and tell her that he'd be there when Mommy and Daddy picked them up. Analiese was a little slower than Terrance, so he helped her quite a bit.

Throughout the years, Analiese was the only person Terrance was truthful with. Any other people, he used his natural manipulation skills to become "friends" and use people to his own advantage. His parents stopped praising him as much, and began to stop paying attention to Analiese. Terrance comforted Analiese during these times, and tried his best to take care of her when she needed it.

Just as Terrance was about to enter seventh grade and Analiese was entering fifth, their parents took them to Europe. Even Terrance found it a little confusing at first, but he helped Analiese with everything she needed. However, even more confusing changes started to arise. Vienna was away from home for multiple nights at a time, and Tobias started drinking heavily. Tobias was a violent drunk, and Terrance would usually keep Analiese hidden while he took the lashings. Terrance was even shot a few times, causing a fear and hatred of guns. This went on for a year(Terrance is now in eighth grade). People, obviously, asked questions about Terrance's bruises and cuts, but he just brushed them off. After a while, he started ignoring people completely. And by the time he was fifteen, he would lash out at anyone who asked questions. He found the painful screams to be enjoyable, and would sometimes manipulate someone into his home, where he took them into the basement, and, well... killed them.

Analiese knew about the dead people, she knew who did them. She was horrified, but Terrance was her brother, her best friend, and she stuck by his side and defended him to the point of punching a guy that was older than Terrance. When the guy tried to hit her back, Terrance nearly broke his arm. People from school started staying away from him, which bored him practically to tears. While Analiese tried to get him interested in something else, anything else, Terrance couldn't ignore the urges any longer. One night, while everyone was asleep and Vienna was away with one of the men she now spent her time with, Terrance snuck into his father's room. He was, by this time, sixteen, and Analiese was fourteen, and Tobias was fourty-four. An old, fat, drunken geezer in Terrance's brown eyes. He killed his father with a butcher knife, stabbing him around twenty times. The two were taken away, back to America, and kept in a foster home until. Terrance spent six months in an insane asylum, until they let him out for "good behavior."

He left the foster home when he was eighteen. Since(obviously) he couldn't adopt Analiese, he kidnapped her, and they ran. After a year, Analiese grew tired of running. She thought Terrance needed help, and so, he was sent here.

PERSONALITY:

Heartless, may be the best way to even start explaining this man. He hasn't a care in the world for others aside from Analiese. Terrance uses people to his own advantage. Sometimes he uses them for sexual means, and others he will use them to satisfy his desire to kill. It seems almost instinctual, the way he hunts down his prey. Comparable to a lion. Calculating, with dark eyes always watching for those weakness. He's a dangerous enemy. Oddly enough, he's very patient, able to wait days on end for his prey. Very stubborn, though, like that of a ram (his birth sign, Aries). Once his cold eyes have captured his prey, once his mind is beginning to turn with his sick desires to torture whatever poor sap has caught his attention, he won't look to another person. In fact, he may even ignore those who once held a piece of his interest for his prey.

This is probably one of the more catlike things about Terrance. Even if he has a piece of prey, he will always continue to stalk another piece. If you know anything of cats, you'll know this is because they never know when they'll have their next meal. Perhaps it's the same with our psychotic fellow here? Of course you'll never know for sure, seeing as it's near impossible to push past his fogged mind. A witch may do it, certainly. Of course, our handsome human here has no knowledge of those supernatural beings, and remains blissfully ignorant that there are those far more dangerous than himself. Of course, if those supernatural didn't have their awesome senses, they may even suspect Terrance to be one of them. Especially with the way his black eyes focus so intently on those around him, and the way his stomach cries for blood.

Of course, this is all locked away, hidden from the outside world. Manipulative. No matter what, if you can't read his mind, it's highly improbable that you'll ever know you're being tricked. He prides himself in his abilities to trick those who claim to be untrickable. Oh, and how he loves drawing in his prey. Oh, how he adores watching them grow fond of him, how he shivers with delight at the sight of their growing happiness, at the light in their eyes when they see him. No, it isn't because he loves being loved. No, it's definitely not because he loves said prey. And of course, it's certainly not the fact he likes knowing he can please people. Oh, how all those accusations are so wrong. The reason he loves seeing these reactions, is simply because he knows he is closer to seeing the betrayal, the anguish, the hurt on their faces. Oh, and how it tickles him and makes him giddy when they beg for their lives. Ha, as if.

The only person who has ever been blessed with love and affection, and true kindness, is dear Analiese. His younger sister. I should warn you: Mess with her, and you will see something so not Terrance-like. He will show an anger like you wouldn't believe. Normally, he remains calm, though dangerous. When he's angry, everyone will hear about. And this, my friend, is the time the dragon is let out, and fire destroys everything it touches. Just a heads-up. Oh, yes, and one more thing that's very unexpected from this seemingly unstoppable killer. Any sort of pain will bring this man to his knees.

STRENGTHS

• Physically strong
  
• Cunning
  
• Manipulative
  
• Smooth
  
• Thoughtful
  
• Certain
  
• Patient
  

WEAKNESSES

• Analiese
  
• Rats and dogs
  
• Pain (on himself)
  
• Can be a little angry
  
• Despite his normally calm appearance, it's not impossible for him to show an uncertain side. Usually this occurs when something unexpected happens.
  
• Can't stand things out of the ordinary
  
• Has to stick to a schedule, which is made up in his own mind
  

LIKES

• Blood
  
• Screams
  
• Knives
  
• The feeling of cutting through flesh
  
• Surprisingly, enjoys the company of rats and dogs
  
• Analiese
  
• Idiots (easily manipulated)
  
• Challenges
  

DISLIKES

• More intelligent people (not so easily manipulated)
  
• Not getting his way
  
• Anyone hurting Analiese
  
• Losing his cool
  
• Being called insane
  
• Guns
  

SECRETS

• His past
  
• The fact that he's a killer
  
• Has a soft side
  
• Any of his fears
  

FEARS

• Anything sharp in someone else's hands
  
• Separation from Analiese (causes him to be anxious)
  
• Having any sort of romance feelings for anyone
  
• Guns
  

GENERAL APPEARANCE

EYES: Change with his mood. Normally, they are a dark brown, sort of a darker hazel. When he's cruel or feeling hatred, they change to black.
HAIR: Very odd. Naturally black, he's recently added a few white stripes through it. He styles it with way too much gel and hairspray, causing it to stick up in all different angles.
STYLE: Darker styles, mostly things with German wording, also what people would call 'scene'.
BUILD: Tall (roughly 6'2"), slender but muscled enough to control the prey who try to fight him off.
SCARS: Too many to name. They criss-cross along his shoulders, chest, stomach, and back. On his left shoulder there are two bullet wounds: One where the bullet entered, and the other where it exited, barely missing bone. On his right thigh, there is another bullet wound, however this one never managed to come out on its own. He had to have surgery to get that out, and so around the bullet scar, there is a faint surgical scarring.
TATTOOS: None.


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Terrance whistled a light tune as he walked throught he asylum. He'd recently heard about the family visitations, and, honestly, he was pretty excited about it. He'd hardly had any urges to kill since, though, of course, he was always ready and prepared with his knives. His teeth lightly touched his bottom lip - lightly, because pain was something Terrance could not, ever, not even a little, stand. Sure, giving it he could certainly do. But Terrance practically cried when he was in physical pain. Perhaps it was Tobias' constant beatings? Pausing for just a moment, Terrance reached up, touched his left shoulder, thinking of the day when his 'father' shot him after having too many drinks. The same was with his right thigh.

Pursing his lips, his head cocked slightly to the side, he almost felt sad. Almost wanted to cry and whimper and beg Vienna to take him back. Maybe even pray and hope that everything was just a bad dream, that he wasn't a ruthless, heartless killer who didn't care about his mother or his father. Almost. But not quite. In fact, instead of sobbing, a small laugh bubbled to the surface, and he grinned, thinking of all the blood Tobias' fat body held. Even Analiese didn't care about that death. Thinking of his beloved sister's name, Terrance frowned and leaned against the wall. His sister was the reason he was here. She thought he was under some emotional distress or some shit. She thought Terrance was really just a depressed mess, who needed to kill people to keep his own feelings at bay. Terrance loved his baby sister, but she was stupid.

Feelings at bay... He scoffed. Terrance had no feelings. His feelings were simple. He loved Analiese. She was the only person in the world that Terrance ever wanted to protect. And now that he wasn't with her, his imagination was going insane over the trouble she might get into. Analiese was a naive, albeit sweet girl. She couldn't take care of herself, not the Terrance could take care of her. Sighing, he shook his head, ready to head back to his dorm. Pushing himself off the wall, he turned, until he heard the sound of someone singing. The voice was somewhat familiar. Pursing his lips, he followed the voice, until he reached the auditorium. Cocking his brows slightly, Terrance pushed open the door and walked in, immediately seeing one of the twins he shared a dorm with.

The usual singer was the masochist, Terrance remembered. Unfortunately, he'd never actually met this masochistic twin. He figured, though, that the two would have more than enough fun. Instead of the masochist, he saw the slighter, what he knew to be kinder twin, the one that was in the violents group along with Terrance. Terrance leaned against the doorframe and waited for the boy to finish, watching the way he moved. Why was this kid in with the violents? He seemed like a sweet kid. Strange, perhaps, but sweet. Sweet kids weren't in with the mean kids. Terrance wondered if, maybe, he should show this kid that? Sure, he was happy, but it wasn't like he was gonna kill the kid. He just needed fun. Before Analiese came and took away his knives, because Terrance knew she would.

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((That's my usual length, though here lately it's been closer to 670+ Generally speaking, don't expect more than 700 words, but if I can't post at least 300 solid, good words, I likely won't reply to a post at all. Expect posts with at least 350 words from me, but more than likely closer to 500-600.))

Name: Syllvie
Age: Seventeen
RP Experience: Seven years
How Did You Find Us: Ad on Look Alive Sunshine (which is where the roleplay sample came from)
Character FaceClaim: Adeon Angelic

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Accepted! Very interesting character, I like him a lot!

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