Post by Derek Ralston on Oct 24, 2013 15:31:25 GMT -5
Derek Chandler Ralston [/color]
Stir the limbs across the wrist,
Full possession of a memory.
Bury me as a ragged dog,
Icy hands surrounding me.
FULL NAME;;Derek Chandler Ralston
NICKNAME;;Derek, Ralston, Wolf
AGE;;Twenty-six
GENDER;;Male
GROUP;; Big bad wolf ;P
GRADE;;Graduated
OCCUPATION;; Coroner
SEXUAL ORIENTATION;;Questioning
HEIGHT;;6'0"
WEIGHT;;145lbs
FACE CLAIM;;Tyler Hoechlin
LIKES;; Dogs, silence, being alone, beer, working out, staying fit,
DISLIKES;;Obnoxious people, being talkative, talking about his upbringing, large crowds, loud noises, the voices in his head
STRENGTHS;; Literal strength, shutting people out of his life, arguing, numbness to gore, keeping a straight face.
WEAKNESSES;; Animals and children in need, little kids, his past, sweet guys, social skills
OVERALL PERSONALITY;; a total asshole, Derek is cold shouldered and stubborn, and is often bitter when his plans go wrong. He isn't the friendliest guy to run into, kind of the silent but deadly type. He rarely smiles, unless a bitter smirk counts. Derek does have a tender heart, deep down, if somebody actually has the patience, but more often, people get friend zoned. If that. He will be bluntly honest to somebody unless it comes to his own state of being and past. Very quick to temper, Derek has a short fuse, and very little control of it. Just...don't be in the way when he snaps. He isn't the nicest thing on the streets since buttered bread, but he can be utterly obnoxious when put with the right people. When you do break past his hardened exterior, the smiles are adorable and he loves to laugh and cuddle.
Awhile back, something snapped in Derek, and sometimes the commotion in his own head drives him to the breaking point.
OVERALL HISTORY;; Derek was only fourteen when nine eleven struck, on his birthday at that. His parents perished that day and Derek is tortured day in and day out by the bitterness he has made of his loss and loneliness since then. He prefers being alone and stays secluded, silent. He raised himself in the woods and on the streets, learning solo survival and living pretty much like a wild dog, lying his way through school and teacher conferences and getting out as soon as possible. Eventually his numbness to morbidity led him to a job offer at the hospital after college, and he wastes away his days with death bodies in the morgue, preferring the silence over company.
