>Name - Ernest Porter-Blomgren
>Nicknames - Ern, Erny
>Nationality - British
>Ethnicity - British-Swedish
>Sexuality - Homosexual
>Species - Human
>Age - 22
>Gender - Male
>Pronouns - He/him

~ Physical Appearance ~
>Eye Colour - Pale baby blue
>Hair Colour - Strawberry blond
>Skin Colour - Fair
>Height - 5’9
>Body Type - Slim with a slight tone
>Piercings - Three pale pink diamond studs on his left earlobe and a rose gold hoop on his right ear.
>Scars - Multiple slash marks on the back of his right hand
>Tattoos - None
>Eyewear - Red heart-shaped sunglasses
>Clothing preferences - Lightly coloured shirts (but mostly white or soft pink), usually flowy or of light material, paired with tight-fitting pants. Ernst mostly wears loafers, he does enjoy an occasional high heel.

~ Basic Information ~
>Job - Fashion designer by practice but works for his mother.
>Sub/Dom - Submissive (but can play either role)
>Likes - Black coffee, peanut butter cookies, drinking wine, make-up, children. attending galas or grand celebrations.
>Dislikes - Cheap alcohol, Morally high individuals, overly sweet things, uncoordinated outfits, dogs.
>Hates - His father
>Fears - Failure
>Bad Habits - Ignoring the advice of others
>Hobbies - Ice skating, visiting cafes, shopping, listening to instrumental music, watching period dramas.
>Superpower - Communing with doves and transforming into one himself.

~ Personality ~
>Positive Personality Traits - Ernest is persistent and determined to finish a task given by himself to his mother. Despite being born with a silver spoon in his mouth, he aims to pursue a future of fame with his hands. Passion is his drive, if he can’t connect to the task or find it tedious, then he would do anything in his power to refuse it. However, that doesn’t make him a senseless fool; he keeps his head in pressuring situations and weighs the pros and cons. Despite his arrogance, he lives up to his name and will go out of his way to repay those who showed him kindness. Although solitude can have its perks—like planning an assassination or ways to successfully seduce wannabe heroes—Ernest can’t survive only in the presence of his behaved birds and muted mannequins. He loves to flap his gums and cause all sorts of trouble.

>Negative Personality Traits - When Ernest faces a difficult obstacle, he stays calm and tries to analyse the situation as much as possible—however, not all at once. He can handle problems separately, but if he faces issues all at once he becomes overwhelmed. Usually, when he’s in such a state he begins to break and throw objects in a stressful fit. Ernest is the type of person to judge others by education, socioeconomic status, and appearance. He absolutely refuses to talk to anyone with poor education and even poorer wealth and God forbid they were grubby and unkempt. If he ever came across someone like that he will ignore their existence entirely and disregard their ideas and initiation for conversation.

~ Relationships ~
>Parents/Guardians/caretakers - Ernest’s mother, Erica Blomgren. When Erica was a child she would often visit child psychiatrists due to her lack of emotion; she had never smiled once, not even now—at least, not a genuine one. She isn’t quite as bad as she was in her younger days—if a permanent frown counts. In school she never settled for a B, nor would she tolerate an A-. Erica grew up in wealth and out of her six siblings she was selected to become her father’s successor at the age of 17. Frivolous things like friendship and romance meant nothing to her if they didn’t give her benefit. It wasn’t until she began courting Jenson Porter (Ernest’s father) that she could feel somewhat human. Her father emphasised the importance of the marriage between Jenson and her but the fool outwardly refused to marry lovelessly. Many rejections and refusals later, she finally got the man to give her his heart… only for her to give him hers in return. Ernest’s father, Jenson Porter. Jenson grew up fairly normal if he didn’t mention his four sports cars, private spa, three phones, Shih Tzu named Princess his penthouse—then yes, he was a fairly ordinary child. Although he excelled in academics, he had a passion for the arts and often sketched portraits of his pet and Erica (when she wasn’t looking). He wanted to pursue the arts but was brutally shut down by his mother; it was a while until he picked up his pencil again. Jenson wasn’t particularly motivated to succeed in his mother’s legacy but after encountering Erica he found some sort of ambition.
>Sibling(s) - Ernest’s twin brother, Eddie. Unlike Ernest, Eddie liked to keep his hair cropped and manageable. He preferred to work on financial equations and observe his mother in business meetings; deciding to study in his room instead of focusing on real human interaction. Although Eddie doesn’t prefer to talk, when he does his voice is gruff and he keeps his responses to a minimum. One would have thought he disliked his brother but that couldn’t be farther from the truth. He often accompanied his brother on missions as some sort of bodyguard but mostly damage control. When Eddie was younger he used to follow his brother around and help him plan pranks on the staff.
>Friend(s) - Enrest’s mentor best friend, Jude Dunn. Jude worked under Ernest’s mother and was appointed to be Ernest’s bodyguard after the last one resigned. At the time Ernest was only 16 and Jude had just turned 21. At first, Ernest refused to accept him and often pulled pranks that almost left Jude with permanently stained clothes or a broken bone. However, unlike all the other bodyguards appointed to him, Jude would give a hearty laugh and praise his young master’s wit and humor. Over the years Jude became some sort of mentor to Ernest. Jude had keen ears and a fantastic memory. He liked to listen to Ernest vent which almost made Jude laugh with Ernest’s hysteria and dramatic gestures. In turn, he’d give the boy advice and ensure he grew up sensible enough to at least tolerate others he disliked.
>Ex(s) - Beau (Bow) Bishop. Beau was a vain boy and often lived too much in the moment. He was the typical ‘bad boy’ but not the hard exterior with a gooey center type—just an honest cheap cookie-cutter bad boy who only cared about himself. He liked to laze about with his friends and go to all sorts of parties. Beau only ever initiated conversation with Ernest if he needed money or to let out some steam. It must have been Beau’s sexy messy hair and just visible abs that made Ernest stay with the a**hole for a year and a half.

~ Description / Background ~
Part Ⅰ (His life story and relationship with Beau and Jude):
Growing up, Earnest was a mischievous child. There were quite a several reports by his nannies and staff that piled up over the years. Once when he was five years old he hid in the kitchen cabinets to avoid his tutor and even stole a couple of tarts along the way. Another instance would be on his eleventh birthday when Eddie and he decided to let all 650 birds they owned loose (they lost at least 457 doves). Oh, and who could forget his many murder attempts—Ernest prefers to call them pranks—against his bodyguards.

He would get a new bodyguard at least every week up until he turned sixteen—when he met Jude, his best friend, and bodyguard. At first, Ernest was determined to get rid of him with his signature poltergeist prank. With the help of his brother, Ernest would pretend to be poisoned and ‘haunt’ his said target. It took many rehearsals and he often hired a director and screenwriter to polish the act. It would have been foolproof if Jude hadn’t taken a sneak peek of one of his practices… Well, at least Jude clapped at the end.

He wasn’t supposed to stay long, a week at most if Ernest continued to persist; but one week turned to two, three weeks turned to four, and then a full month went by. A week after that. Ernest decided to go on a temporary ‘break’. One can only come up with so many deceitful plans. In the beginning, he would just try to avoid Jude and hide whenever he could but that didn’t last long. Despite Jude’s silly smile and lively personality, he did his job well; finding and catching Ernest within seconds. Flabbergasted and fed up he let Jude follow him with a scornful pout and snapped whenever his bodyguard would open his mouth. However, things took a 180 when Ernest went home in tears and spent an entire month locked in his room. At the time Ernest had just broken up with his boyfriend.

When Ernest was fifteen Ernest had begun dating his long-time crush, Beau Bishop. As a young teenager, he had low standards. Like very low. It would just take a kind smile and a brief conversation with a hot boy to steal his heart. Beau was some sexy bad boy with beautiful blue eyes in Ernest’s mind. However, in actuality, Beau was just an incompetent, reckless swindler with a terrible vaping habit. Ew. What had he seen in him? Maybe it was the faint lining of a six-pack (it looked even less impressive in person). Regardless, it didn’t excuse his unbelievable behaviour.

Ernest hadn’t yet peaked and was somewhat timid when he first began dating Beau. Ernest wore obnoxious braces and random pimples would pop up in awkward places; the only thing going for him was the absurd amount of cash he had. Of course, he was clueless when he came to romance—and Beau knew that. He wasn’t blatant about his intentions at the start. He was quite sweet, to be frank, but a little inconsiderate. However, little things started to get to Ernest’s nerves. Beau would ask to borrow money sometimes. It was fine though, he didn’t ask for much. Well, until he started trying to leech off more than three hundred off him. Honestly, Ernest wouldn’t have minded if Beau didn’t start nit-picking at his appearance; sometimes comparing him to his exes. He would even ghost him for the most little things disguised as worry or harmless jealousy. Ernest gave the a**hole everything, even his first night. Only to be ghosted afterward. Eventually, it got too much for him; so much so that he could barely leave his room. A year and a half are how long he spent with the pest. Ernest might have stayed longer if he hadn’t caught him kissing his deskmate after school. He broke up with him after that. After breaking his nose.

Fast forward a few hours, Ernest was smothering his blotchy face with a fluffy pillow under his silk duvet. He refused to let anyone enter his room and only spoke to his three doves: Gyda (Ge-da), Galla (Ga-la), and Liǎn (Lee-a). They were his only true friends in his time of need. Until Jude came along. Ernest wasn’t supposed to let him enter his room; he wasn’t supposed to take the food he brought, and he most certainly wasn’t supposed to laugh at his trashy jokes. But he did. Bodyguards aren’t so bad after all.

Part Ⅱ (His relationship with his mother and her business):
Despite Ernest’s mischievous temperament, he was odd compared to most children. When he was in primary school, he would bring Gyda, his pet dove—he only had one at the time. He would take her into every class, just speaking to her. It was odd, it wasn’t like she could talk back. A handful of teachers even tried to confiscate her but a bit of money had them taping their mouths. It was only a strange habit and no one thought of it. Not his mother though.

Ever since Ernest was born, she would repeat the same words at some point or another, “There's no one out there like us. Keep it to yourself; they wouldn’t understand.” Of course, he knew what she was going off about all those years. It wasn’t hard considering all the other children couldn’t understand Gyda’s lovely chatter. Not to mention, ever since a**hole Witt Nicholson jumped him and tried to take Gyda it's never been more clear.

His skin had turned rashy, stinging with sudden heat—and before he knew it, he was growing feathers! It was awesome, though he would have rather tossed himself in front of a moving train with razors for wheels than go through that hell. It was worth it though—now he could fly with Gyda!.. More or less.

Being inexperienced and an emotional pre-teen, he could barely do the same trick twice. It was usually random but mostly when he was anxious or deathly terrified (mostly the latter). Good thing mummy dearest was so experienced.

Ernest’s mother was sharp with a chilling glare, a frown never leaving her face—at least to others. To him, she was just an antisocial woman with a stiff face and a lack of social awareness. He honestly doesn’t understand why people were afraid of her. His mother was gorgeous and looked young enough to be her sister. Oh, and she was the only willing person to gossip with him. But no one needed to know that.

Erica was the madame chairman of her family’s bank. It’s been around since Ernest's great-grandfather so it was pretty big. Although he didn’t understand what made it so special until a year after his first shift.

It functioned as an ordinary bank—if one didn’t include the fact that it funded the crimes of literal criminals. Not just any ordinary criminals, but criminals with odd skills. From what he could remember, there was one man who could break glass without even touching it. There was also a woman who had hair that slithered like snakes. It was kind of gross. Speaking of which, there was one sickly-looking guy that could use his smelly breath to knock people out. Ernest made sure to stay at least eight meters away from him, with a gas mask.

Of course, his mother wouldn’t give money to just anyone. Only to those who were competent and knew how to use money. She was especially strict when it came to loans. Sometimes she’d send some men to give some clients a little ‘reminder’ but they were scum criminals anyway. He didn’t know much about it anyway since his twin brother was mostly involved in his mother’s affairs. Ernest was more interested in designing the uniforms than anything.

~ Fun Fact ~
When he’s bored or looking to pass the time, he usually likes to pick up some wannabe good-doers and party with his twin brother. Though it was usually Ernest dragging his brother so he wouldn't get kidnapped as he's usually blacked-out drunk after every party.

>Name - Brody McKinley
>Nicknames - Herky
>Nationality - American
>Ethnicity - Greek
>Sexuality - Bisexual
>Species - Human
>Age - 18
>Gender - Male
>Pronouns - He/Him

~ Physical Appearance ~
>Eye Colour - Pale blue
>Hair Colour - Brown sugar and honey in the sunlight
>Skin Colour - Olive
>Height - 6’0
>Body Type - trim with a slight lean
>Piercings - A silver stud on his nose
>Scars - A small line across his eyebrow. Faded scrapes and scratches on his forearm and knee
>Tattoos - None
>Eyewear - None
>Clothing preferences - He mostly favours the red varsity jacket with his initials sewn onto the back. However, he loves to wear shirts and hoodies with outlandish and relatable phrases.

~ Basic Information ~
>Job - Works part-time at his stepfather’s pizza parlour called, “Mamma Mia”
>Sub/Dom - Dominant
>Likes - The free breadsticks at the parlour, sleeping in, parties, watching the sunset, and playing wrestling.
>Dislikes - Homework, noisy cheerleaders, and his maths teacher.
>Hates - Bullies
>Fears - Heights
>Bad Habits - Forgetting names
>Hobbies - Playing soccer, running, cycling, and solving word puzzles

~ Personality ~
>Positive Personality Traits - Despite being a dolt and having the intelligence of a chimpanzee, Brody knows when to be a good boy—especially when his mother is screeching with a wooden spoon in hand. Brody knows he’s an idiot but he knows when to listen (that not being in his maths class). Whether it be a vent from a friend or considerate criticism, his ears are open to listen. Being simple-minded like Brody can make someone open to all sorts of things; to him, preferences, appearance, and odd interests are new experiences that shouldn’t be scorned. He’d offer a hand in a heartbeat to those who need it. However, he’s never afraid to throw a fist at those who deserve it.

>Negative Personality Traits - Brody is somewhat sheep-minded—following the crowd. Not for obvious instances like appearance and hobbies, it depends who’s talking to him. Brody knows he’s an idiot, so he’d follow anyone who has more sense than him. Though Brody can see, he can have trouble reading the room. Simple-minded and oblivious—ignorance is bliss as they say but oftentimes in Brody’s case, it’s a curse. However, he’s still as stubborn as a bull.

~ Relationships ~
>Parents/Guardians/caretakers - Brody’s biological mother, Annita Vallides. In her younger days, Annita was known to be an exotic flower in her hometown—though she was mostly unaware. She was the type to be oblivious despite her intelligence. Annita was beautiful, smart and fierce… But had terrible taste in men. In high school, Annita dated her ex-husband Andreas Pulas up until she reached 21 when he popped the big question (after knocking her up). However, it wasn’t long before his bad habits began to pile up—as well as his debts. After two years, she realised that her dead-beat husband wouldn’t be able to provide. So, packing her essentials—and the little money left—demanded a divorce and moved back to her mother’s house. Three years later of working three jobs a week and leashing a five-year-old Brody, she met her current husband, Divo Pedulla. Though she was hesitant to reciprocate his feelings, after a month of his persistence she relented and her life has been easier since. However, it wasn’t until two years later was she able to travel to America with Brody. Annita now works as a nurse assistant at a local hospital, anticipating her husband’s home-cooked meals. Brody’s biological father, Andreas Pulas. Andreas was the type of miscreant kid to put his feet on desks and through paper planes around the classroom. However, in high school, he changed—sadly, not for the best. He got caught in the wrong crowd and only spiralled down from there, even if he was unaware of it all. It wasn’t until he met Annita that he realised what a mess he made (and partly because of her nagging). However, he just couldn’t stop, the thrill of a good gamble and the rush of adrenaline was just too addicting. He was quite fond of western culture and even named Brody after a certain character in a film he favoured. Now, ten years later after the divorce, he enjoys a cool beer bottle on his stained and worn couch, scrubbing McDonald's toilets for a living. Andreas still wears that carefree smile and enjoys the rare visits from his son. Brody’s stepfather, Divo Pedulla. Divo is a passionate cook and an even more passionate lover—especially in Annita’s case. He seemed to have found Annita entirely by accident and almost made a fool of himself once they met. Divo was persistent in his pursuit of her heart—as to be expected considering he was staying in Greece for two months. Despite marrying a woman with a child, he loves Brody just as much as his daughter (Tullia). Divo is in charge of cooking and most (if not all) of the household chores.
>Sibling(s) - His half-related little sister, Tullia. Although she is no older than eleven years old, a devil hides under the skin of a child. With an angelic face paired with ingenious plans fit to cause chaos, only disaster can follow (mainly for her parents). It doesn’t help if someone like Brody is her brother and willing to follow anyone with an IQ higher than an orangutan.
>Friend(s) - Brody’s childhood friend, Peter Gill. When Peter first met Brody, he thought of him to be a mindless monkey. Unlike him, Peter excelled in academics and valued a tidy appearance. However, after being pushed down to the ground a few times by some delinquents, Brody was the last person he expected to save him. Although they both ended up in the hospital, Peter has never left Brody’s side since. Peter cares for no one except for a select few and cherishes them dearly. Peter is usually the one to clean up Brody’s messes. Brody’s girl bestie, Rosia Sánchez. Despite her prowess in multiple martial arts, she’s like any modern city girl—addicted to social media and all. Rosia met Brody in middle school and once had a crush on him. However, the thought was thoroughly squashed after dating him for barely a week.
>Ex(s) - Rosia Sánchez—technically. Brody and her dated only for a week in middle school but to her, it felt more like a friendship than a ‘relationship’. Rosia’s romantic advances were often shut down due to Brody’s naivety. However, she didn’t miss him that much once she found a new hottie to ogle.

~ Description / Background ~
Before Brody was born, his mother (Annita) and father (Andreas) lived relatively comfortably; not comfortable enough to spend money freely but enough to live securely. However, once Andreas began to indulge himself in bad habits, standard bread and milk started to look dear. Besides living expenses, the two were expecting a child! A baby would never survive off two-minute noodles and stale cereal. Lucky Annita had enough sense to leave before she could get tangled up in Andreas’ piling debt.

Brody doesn’t remember much at that time—fair enough considering he was only two at the time. However, he vaguely remembers getting cut by a glass shard from a broken beer bottle after taking a nasty fall. The scar lies on his eyebrow to this day. Though most of his childhood was in his mother’s old bedroom. Young Brody didn’t see much of his mother at that time, only in the early morning (if he was awake) and just after dinner time. There wasn’t much he could do: eat, sleep, play, and occasionally cause trouble. His favourite game to play was ‘run from grandma’ in the streets wearing only his marvel underwear.

Brody was mostly carefree up until he began school. To be fair, we did relatively well before he moved to America; though he was always slow in class despite his constant persistence to improve. By the time high school came around he mostly gave up on an A+, a C+ and a B- is just as good with an occasional fail. Peter—his childhood friend—once tutored him for a month but gave up after he realised how weak Brody’s memory is. Brody’s mother scratches her head thinking about how Peter continues to stick to his side.

When Brody first met Peter at the young age of ten, he often followed him around the playground and constantly asked him to play. Once Peter ran to a teacher and accused him of chasing him around the swings (which wasn’t false) and caused Brody to sit with a pout in time out. Brody sulked for a few days but was even more determined to become friends after a motivating talk with his stepfather. Although Brody didn’t expect to find Peter littered with bruises and scrapes, pushed to the ground by three boys. Enraged, he folded his non-existent sleeves and raised a tiny fist. Brody liked to say fought well but it ended with a cast on his arm and Peter lying next to him on a hospital bed with a sprained ankle. He’s pretty sure he lost a tooth that day.

>Name - Theodore Montgomery
>Nicknames - Theo or Teddy
>Nationality - British
>Ethnicity - French
>Sexuality - Homosexual
>Species - Human
>Age - 25
>Gender - Male
>Pronouns - He/him

~ Physical Appearance ~
>Eye Colour - Bluish grey
>Hair Colour - Ashen brown
>Skin Colour - Olive
>Height - 6’2/188 cm
>Body Type - Lean
>Piercings - A silver hoop on his lip
>Scars - Small burn marks and cuts on his hands
>Tattoos - None
>Eyewear - None
>Clothing preferences - Anything casual but complimentary to his body shape. Usually anything tight-fitting and dark coloured.

~ Basic Information ~
>Job - A baker in his family’s bakery
>Sub/Dom - Dominant
>Likes - Banana bread, black coffee, big stuffies, romance novels and watching dramas
>Dislikes - Horror movies, spicy food and sleeping in
>Hates - People who waste food
>Fears - Heights
>Bad Habits - Overthinking
>Hobbies - Baking, jogging, listening to music and reading

~ Personality ~
>Positive Personality Traits - Although Theodore often keeps his mouth shut, he often gives off a calming aura only grandmothers could provide. He’s understanding in arguments and takes the more passive role but persists to ease the other with a soft voice. Theodore thinks of others before himself and goes to great lengths to aid others in their troubles. However, although this may be true, he’s no damsel and will speak up when he needs to.

>Negative Personality Traits - Theodore is known to be quite soft-spoken but not due to being shy, he just prefers to keep silent. This often leads to many awkward one-sided conversations when he’s amongst his peers. People thought of him to be odd at times as he is a bit too quiet. However, his warm face and kind smile made up for what he lacked in his social skills.

~ Relationships ~
>Parents/Guardians/caretakers - His mother, Maude Thiers. Tobias takes after his mother as she’s quite soft-spoken and polite. Maude was born an only child and lived with her single mother due to her father’s early passing. She grew up lonely and prefered to only focus on herself than other children her age. She had always wished to have a younger sibling but her mother didn’t have the money for another child. When she became old enough, Maude decided that if she were to have kids, she would make sure they would have siblings so they wouldn’t be lonely. It wasn’t until she met Bradly Montgomery that she solidified such a thought. Bradley, was a country boy, he lived on his parent’s apple farm up until he turned eighteen. He had a large family growing up and he naturally drew people in with his cheery smile and easy-going personality. Bradley had a one-sided crush on Maude and thought it would continue to stay that way until Valentine's day after a year of their first greeting. Bradley made plans to confess his feelings to Maude and was pleasantly surprised to find out she too was going to confess. The two have been together ever since. His grandmother, Linda Thiers. Linda was nothing like her daughter and made up for the lack of siblings through her sporadic personality. She was peculiar to say the least and she always seemed to speak to her late husband’s favourite armchair. Most would think it was a crazy old woman grieving but it wasn’t until she spoke to Theodore on her deathbed did he understand her odd behaviour.
>Sibling(s) - Theodore’s older sister, Marrie-Clair—but she’s more known to be called MC. MC was the first to be born out of five children. Out of the five she’s considered to be the most mature and sensible—which is to be expected considering she’s the oldest. When Ciara was born four years later, she would often help her mother feed her. Ciara was a cheeky baby but she only grew up to be even more so. Be it that she loved attention or liked to cause problems but she was the type to get into trouble in school—popping her bubblegum and all. The next to be born two years were twins who Theodore’s parents named, Yvonnie and Yvette. The two often hung around their second older sister the most and even mimicked some of her mannerisms. However, they received a long lecture from their first older sister when they ‘accidentally’ put gum on some poor girl’s hair.
>Friend(s) - Theodore’s first friend in middle school, Jamie Mills. In middle school they were originally named Jemima but changed their name to something more gender neutral when they turned fourteen. Jamie was the type of person to paint their nails black and wear sneakers on the daily—even if they were wearing a dress. They get straight to the point and speak without a filter. Jamie was also the one to introduce Stefan Ross to Theodore in highschool. Stefan was an oddball and wasn’t the sharpest tool in the shed. Whether it be a casual party by friends or family gathering, he’d end up passed out in some dumpster. He's an honest one though, never once has he lied—which made him a massive big mouth.
>Ex(s) - Melissa Eicher, who Theodore met at a house party hosted by Ciara when he was in highschool. Melissa was older by only a few years but she was as immature as a pubescent teenager. She was often dismissive of Theodore's affection and would only care about him when she needed something. After a year and a month of being together, Theodore had enough and ended things when he found out about her infidelity.

~ Description / Background ~
Unlike his sisters growing up, Theodore was more skittish and meek. It was to be expected since his parents and sisters would always baby him. When Theo was born, he was thought to be a girl but it was only after they had bought him frilly baby dresses that they realised he was a boy. His older sister Ciara still teases him about to this day—with a few snickers coming out his MC’s mouth. Even his coot of a grandmother used to buy him dresses just for her to take pictures of him and call him Teddy.

Theodore was fond of his grandmother but he hated the ghost stories she would spout during bedtime. His sister would reassure him they were just make believe—folktails their granny made up to give him a scare. However, it wasn’t until he turned sixteen that his grandmother confessed something to him.

Linda was already a weak woman but reality hadn’t hit him when she was wheezing on her deathbed. Day old flowers surrounded her bed. His family had already visited the day before but Theo had a pretty bad day at school. He expected his grandmother to be fast asleep but he was shocked stiff when grasped his wrist. The old woman heaved as she tried to steal as much air her lungs could carry. Theo, worried as he was, tried to calm her haste by taking his half-filled water bottle to her lips. However, she refused to drink but instead she took boy’s hands in hers and whispered,

“Don’t be scared when you see them. Find granny by grandpa’s chair…” They were her last words.

Distraught as he was, he didn’t even consider her words till the day after his grandmother’s passing. It shocked him to his knees to say the very least but he swore he saw his granny sitting with his… Grandfather? Not them in the flesh but rather, their wandering spirits.

Ever since then, he’s been able to see the ghosts of the deceased.

~ Fun Fact ~
When Theodore is considerably destressed or flustered, he tends to bake all sorts of sweets—it really depends on his mood. When he's worried, he usually makes brownies and when he's frustrated he makes cookies.

>Name - Lawrence Lane (original name was Evan Hill)
>Nicknames - Lucky (also his stage name)
>Nationality - British
>Ethnicity - English
>Sexuality - Omnisexual
>Species - Human
>Age - 23
>Gender - Male
>Pronouns - He/him

~ Physical Appearance ~
>Eye Colour - Blue-ish grey
>Hair Colour - Auburn
>Skin Colour - Creamy
>Height - 5’7
>Body Type - Petite
>Piercings - Diamond studs and black hoop on his left ear
>Scars - A slash mark on his back
>Tattoos - None
>Eyewear - Rose gold wire frame glasses when he’s reading
>Clothing preferences - Something casual and sensible, a baggy sweater or oversized shirt with slim fitted pants. However, on his night job, he prefers to wear something a little revealing and skin tight with the occasional leather.

~ Basic Information ~
>Job - By day he works as a hitman by night he’s a singer for a club.
>Sub/Dom - Submissive
>Likes - Expensive jewellery, strawberry cream tarts, white chocolate, cute hairpins, children and cats or small animals.
>Dislikes - The manager at the club, bitter coffee, self-entitled people and apple skin.
>Hates - People who put their feet on top of furniture.
>Fears - Reptiles and toads.
>Bad Habits - Getting bossy when he’s irritated.
>Hobbies - Singing, listening to music, dancing, window shopping.

~ Personality ~
>Positive Personality Traits - Lawrence takes both his jobs very seriously and refuses to mix friends and work together with some exceptions (Carmen and Carol). Despite his arrogant attitude, he’s down to Earth and gets straight to the point. Some might think of him to be impatient and whilst they’re aren’t wrong, when it comes to children he’s calm and tolerant. Lawrence even goes so far as to censor himself in fear of the said child mimicking his dirty mouth. Regardless of his faults he has a good heart and keeps his promises as well as pays off any debt he has to someone. Whether they did a favour for him or saved his life, he’d do anything to pay them back for their kindness.

>Negative Personality Traits - Due to the fact Lawrence is considered to be the favourite in his night job, he’s become somewhat arrogant—not that he wasn’t, to begin with. However, he wasn’t arrogant in the way he’d flaunt his wealth and mention himself to be better than everyone else. More so he knew he was better. Lawrence is snippy and expects things to be done when and how he wants it. If otherwise, he throws a fit and sometimes breaks furniture if he’s incredibly agitated.

~ Relationships ~
>Parents/Guardians/caretakers - His mentor and current caretaker/mother figure, Reeva Day. Miss Day is a widowed woman who lost her two children (TW) in a school shooting. She’s the head of an underground organisation, specialising in the removal of important or wealthy individuals. It mainly depends on the client, however, and how much they’re willing to pay her. She’s a curvy woman in her late 30s and has been the caretaker of many orphaned or abandoned children—including Lawrence—ever since they were young. She doesn’t believe in freebies or simple charity work so in exchange for sheltering her children they must work for her when they reach a certain age. Despite that, she cares for every one of them—recently introduced to the family or not—she deeply adores all of them. His biological mother, Abigale Hill. Abigale was born from a prestigious family with a great sense of self-worth. Whether it be her good looks or wealth, she believed herself to be of great value. After an arranged marriage with her current husband, she fell pregnant with her first child: Evan (who is now known as Lawrence). She wasn’t fond of him as he resembled too much like her nuisance of a sister. Abigale found every chance she got to lecture and chide him, despite him not being that excellent nor terrible. His biological father Walter Hill. Walter married his current wife purely for resources and influence and was a wealthy man himself. Just like his office, he’s tidy and clean. Anything out of place must be terminated or replaced. He couldn’t care less for his wife or children but if either acted out of place they would be plucked out like a mere weed in his perfectly trimmed hedges. His biological aunty, Lydia Hill (Last name now Grant). Unlike her older sister, she married the man whom she loved—who also happened to be someone of Abigale’s affection. She’s an innocent-looking woman but is far more intelligent than she seems. When she was able to spend time with Lawrence they would often read books together and either fawn over how entertaining it was or rant about how awful it was. She taught Lawrence many facts, whether silly or sensible and gave him care where his parents did not.
>Sibling(s) - His brother Euan Hill. From the very start of his birth, he was showered by Abigale’s affection and attention. He was spoiled but had a good heart. On top of that, as a child, he was very thin-skinned and meek. When he was but a little child, he often spent his time with Lawrence and slept with him whenever he experienced nightmares. When his brother left he became a victim to his father’s harsh teachings and was forced to sleep alone. Now he’s almost like his father but his kind heart is still there. Every year on the day his brother disappeared, he mourns in his now empty bedroom.
>Friend(s) - His twin assistants and backup singers, Carmen and Carol Wards. Carman and Carol have been friends with Lawrence ever since the two were brought into the family. They were somewhat Lawrence’s damage control when he’d have his temper tantrums and some thought them to be his servants. Although it seemed that way, the two wanted someone to follow and that was Lawrence as he was the first to approach them. The two support Lawrence like his little minions and they couldn’t have it any other way. They especially love to gossip and spill recent news about other subordinates and incidents. Carmen and Carol are quite cheeky and cunning like foxes and they would be the first to know about anything that happens in the organisation. Whether it be a recruit or a case of infidelity, they’ll know.
>Ex(s) - Claude Dufour, a cashier at a bakery Lawrence once visited. He was quite a friendly young man but fell in and out of love too easily. Lawrence wasn't too heartbroken about it and was fine about it. The two still meet up on rare occasions to chat. Mostly about one night stands or rants about awful clients and such.

~ Description / Background ~
Ever since Lawrence was young he knew his mother despised him. It was only until he was five years old did he realise completely. When he was five he was pushed to the ground by a bully and scraped his knee. He ran to his mother for comfort, only to be scorned and dismissed away. He never cared much for his mother after that—nor his father, as the two were never present in his life. The only people he cared about were his aunt and beloved little brother.

His brother was always the object of his mother’s affection but that didn’t make the two any less close. Euan was a meek boy and often had nightmares. One night he knocked on Lawrence’s door and asked to sleep for the night; One night turned to two, and two turned to three and so on. Lawrence was perfectly content with his life but it wasn’t until he turned twelve years old did his life finally take a turn… Not for the worst, however.

On a regular afternoon in his bedroom, Lawrence was summoned before his father, along with his mother and brother. Before this, the family heirloom had been shattered to pieces and his father was just itching to find the weed sprouting in his family. Euan was always nervous in front of his father but it seemed he was especially skittish. Lawrence assumed it was because his father seemed especially cold but when the broken pieces of the family heirloom were brought forth he rejected the idea. The way Euan had shifted away only proved his suspicion further. No one said a word but after being questioned, his mother accused Lawrence of doing such a thing. After all, she didn’t want her precious Euan getting into trouble. Lawrence denied and he looked to his brother for confirmation. He was shocked to his knees when Euan only looked away and stepped behind his mother.

His father made sure to properly deal with Lawrence, by kicking him out of the house right after beating him into a bloody mess. Lawrence was practically half dead when Reeva found him. She gave him a chance at life for a price and he took it and ever since then he’s been taught to be a killer. Lawrence changed his name, thoroughly disposing of the identity of Even Hill (His original name). To this day he holds no ill-will to his brother and continues to watch over him when he gets the chance. Lawrence couldn’t blame him—he was only eight when it happened.

~ Fun Fact ~
When Lawrence is stressed or particularly agitated at the club manager he goes on a shopping spree and gets his nails done. Not alone of course, Carmen and Carol make sure to tell him the juiciest gossip spiralling around.