Skaeith Locke [WiP]

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First and Last: Skaeith Locke

Known as:

I have lived: February 15th

I am: Male

My preference?: Heterosexual

I work as: Part-Time (----), High School Student: Grade Eleven.

I affiliate with: Civilian


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Hair:
Light blonde, silky to the touch despite the spiky style of it.

Eyes: Bright azure. There's something close to enthralling about his eyes, though it's hard to place one's finger on just what it is. They almost seem to possess a faint glow.

Height: 5'7"

Weight: 132lbs

Clothing Style: Casual, street clothes. His usual attire consists of a pair of dark, baggy jeans or cargo pants, a lighter, fitting short or long-sleeved shirt, and a black slim-fit hoody that he's rarely found without.

Extra: Around his neck he wears obsidian dogtags. No one knows what's engraved upon them, and he's content with that.


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Positive:

• Level-headed
  
• Intelligent
  
• Loyal
  
• Compassionate (Towards those deemed worthy)
  
• Dependable
  

Negative:

• Temperamental
  
• Detached
  
• Arrogant
  
• Skeptical
  
• Sharp-tongued
  

Personality:
Skaeith tends to come off as enigmatic. He's not prone to an excess of conversation, unless someone else takes the initiative. Most of the time he's lost in thought, which can leave him with a blank expression that might lead one to believe his somewhat devoid of emotion.

This couldn't be farther from the truth, despite his efforts to make it otherwise. He wears a mask nearly at all times, hiding his inner thoughts, wary of others due to a deep-seated skepticism of their motives. They say the eyes are the gateway to the soul, and much to his dismay those that get to know him well enough can usually read his.

But at the times he's not wrapped up in the workings of his own mind, he portrays himself as a bit of a sarcastic, arrogant bastard. Though in somewhat a playful manner, depending on the company. Which, in truth, he is. But that part of him is only a piece to the puzzle.

Timeline:
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History:
Skaeith was born on a cold winter morning in mid-February; luckily just hours after Valentine's Day. His childhood was nothing out of the ordinary. Shortly after his first birthday his parents separated, but he was too young to be impacted by the weight of the event as most others would be.

From an early age, he had come to understand that he was different. Not in a manner of anything supernatural, the boy was just unlike other children. Where they would scream, thrash, and throw tantrums; he would remain reserved. It wasn't that he felt any less upset or disappointed, he had simply acknowledged that one could and would not always get his way in life. Rationale was something deeply embedded within the boy.

As he grew into adolescence, the difference became more discernible. At an age where the majority yearned acceptance and a feeling of belonging, craving recognition and popularity; Skaeith was complacent with solitude and observing rather than being observed. But the latter didn't last long, as his body continued to mature, his features refined; drawing the attention of more than a little of the female population. The jealous called him weird and creepy. The intrigued called him mysterious and sexy, which only spurned more jealousy.

Naturally, the bullying ensued from there. Beatings became commonplace. Treachery and betrayal lurked around every corner, and more oft than not few where who they said they were. Such was the essence of middle school. Skaeith himself was becoming a practiced liar; forced to come up with excuses for bruises, girls, and the like. As far as his family knew, he'd been playing football with some friends. As time dragged on, Skaeith grew more versed in the art of defending himself. So well, in fact, that either the number of fights would dwindle, or the number of assailants would increase.

He took satisfaction in knocking the jocks flat, eye for an eye. It inspired him to take up training at a gym for boxing. He had sharp eyes, fast hands, and was naturally swift and sure-footed. Skaeith was quickly catching onto the basics and racing towards a more intermediate level. Enjoying the distraction and purpose of exercise and sport, he signed up for Track as well. It wasn't long before the two combined put him into excellent shape. By the end of his first year in high school, the girls had changed their opinion of him. Now it was mysterious, sexy, and dangerous. An oddly alluring combination. The male population, however, ceased trying to rough him up. Too well did Skaeith know how to carry himself now, and by the end of the brawls they were coming out just as beaten as he was.

The second year of high school past without event. He had been offered a part-time job at the gym he frequented, but little else transpired.

Now seventeen and in his second-to-last year before getting his diploma, something unsettling stirs the air...


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Stats: Well-Rounded

Arcana: Judgement

Persona:

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Parents/Relatives: He only keeps in contact with his mother, who he no longer lives with, deciding to move into a small apartment of his own.

Friends: None, only acquaintances.


Enemies/Rivals: None.


Romantic Interest: None.


Other:



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How did you find the site?: Friend.

Author Notes:
I don't really know anything about Persona. A friend recommended this place, so I thought I'd check it out.

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