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Made June 2019 wtf
You can see their shadows wandering off somewhere
They won't make it home, but they really don't care
Sweet stoner boy and self described luckiest dude on earth denied a normal life or death.
I love putting things in spoilers actually like note to self don’t look <3
Az Belanger, Nazareth Lim
28 in alternate timeline magical realism 1984 so do with that what you will
He/him
APPEARANCE
-6'2" grimy guy. Hair is naturally black and hangs around his face, faded bleached bangs are usually long enough to cover his eyes. Curving white ram horns and a wiry tail that ends in a spade shape.
- Dark eyebrows and eyes under the bangs. Otherwise real hard to read expression-wise; amiable, tight-lipped smile is nice enough but still wouldn't be picked out of a crowd to call the ambulance.
- Practical clothes usually slept in, mostly worn tees and loose fitting jeans with belts: definitely has a funny novelty belt buckle or two.
- Reeks a little bit of pot/cigarettes. Hygienic as possible given the circumstances.
- Heavily faded winged lamb tattoo on lower right ribs and equally aged card suits up the left of his spine. Burn scars around his thighs, right hip, and lower back, worst on his legs. Easily winded.
- Scratches his wrists/neck unconsciously, picks things up to play with as he's talking without realizing-- always seems more antsy than he really is as a result. Difficult time staying still or holding eye contact.
PERSONALITY
-Personable, will strike up a friendly conversation with strangers in line as a courtesy. The kind of stranger you’re best-friends-by-circumstance with for a day and then never see again.
-The charm is in the slightly baffled grin; will play anything up to get a laugh out of someone,
-Sidesteps explicit lies but has a difficult time being completely genuine
-Loyal to a fucking fault.
-Two-ships-passing attitude regarding most things (relationships, grudges. loaning money etc) probably owes you ten bucks
-Weird relationship with the idea of karma, he subscribed to the idea of fate as a shot in the dark that was supposed to pay off. (Also never believed in heaven so maybe the real spiritual reward was self-satisfaction <3)
-Equally fucked up belief in fundamental good. Funny little talent at spotting redeemable parts of people without making a move to redeem them. "I could fix him" "yeah well he could make me worse"
RELATIONSHIPS
Leanne Vollmer | ex-everything
Grew up together, mutual on-and-off infatuation/best-friendship. Burned together. What do we do your ideal future involves missing me?
Sivonna Lim | Mother
Small-town psychic/card reader. Vivacious, well-spoken, but was still a slightly irresponsible and self-martyring parent, had a lot to say about her important overseas husband that was yet to show. Her reputation and her son meant everything, and she lost both over the course of a few months.
Maggot | ...coworker
When he calls her his friend he does means it.
HISTORY (LOOSELY
UGH
Grew up in a dwindling former logging town barely big enough to have a clinic, theatre, and virulent stream of gossip. Sivonna was making a decent living as a soothsayer and respectable source of mindless hearsay, if enjoying more than a little burgeoning resentment for the self-importance of it all. In an ironic twist of fate she couldn’t have seen coming, a news article about her overseas husband’s recent arrest made it’s way into a suitcase which belonged to a woman visiting her brother in town, was read by said brother and quickly dispersed among neighbors and friends. A practical feeding frenzy swept up among half the town that finally had something to put her self-importance in the ground for. Things escalated and admittedly, got out of hand. For all her posturing, Sivonna was far from unshakeable and became depressed and tense, resolved to smoking and waiting for something to change just like everyone else. Az avoided home more and more. He counted months, but with no going back and no fixing things, something like vindication would have felt priceless. Maybe just necessary. Maybe someone just needed to hurt. Leanne was sympathetic, which should have been a sign of a dead end, but being angry still felt good enough to find a solution in Henry Dreschler, a man in his late fifties with a thankless janitorial job at a derelict theater, a sister from out of town and a penchant for gossip. The end of the summer came and two teenagers locked him in a backstage room of the Pearston-Grant theater, with liquor and a lighter in white knuckled grips. The idea was just to scare him a little.
The building was in much worse shape than anyone imagined; when a story was published about an explosion and the faulty gas main involved, how exactly the fire came to be was a lesser point of interest compared to the fatality, injury, and missing persons case that cropped up from its ashes.
DMITRI IN LOVE | Fun little alt rock band that gets into hijinks circa fantasy 1991
OTHER
-Retired lvl. 13 College of Lore Bard, homebrewed tiefling variant iirc? If I had my way I would go back in time to go College of Spirits. I probably also would’ve broken one of his horns but what can you do...(Does it later to make up for it) Okay i wrote this sentence like 3 months ago and actually lore bard makes sense for my stupid character study on the illusion of fate or whatever
-Laughs when he’s scared
-Proficient in guitar, can sight read on the piano to lesser extent
-Lovely singing voice with a rasp that gets worse when he's tired. Voice breaks pretty often, though he doesn't raise it much. Sounds, you know, like a smoker
-Leftie that got his hand taped to the desk for it as a kid. Still left handed.
-Handwriting is hard to read because it’s all in capital letters, in terms of kerning there is no kerning. Doesn’t erase things just scribbles them out.
-Has half-heartedly tried to quit smoking a few dozen times
-Drives and slept in an orange 1976 Dodge Tradesman
-Gets sentimentally attached to items. Emotionally loaded names for instruments for no good fucking reason but at least he won’t tell you what they are
AUS?
-POSTMORTEM (Continuance/You Are Going To Hell). Az Belanger dies in 2003. It happens in the manner he saw coming in more ways than one, and shockingly didn’t have anything to do with bad lungs. However scary it is dying with regrets, he ends up in the bad afterlife thanks to a joke about selling his soul from two decades prior that meant a little too much.
MUSIC
[Full]
Too Late to Say Goodbye- Cage the Elephant // Push back from my heart, wish we could go back to the start
House Fire- Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin // The rain on the windshield/ I watched you limp away
21st Century Child- Daggy Man // I've been all over the shop, searching for a delicate way to say I'm sorry.
Check Your System-- Captiva // But I was at the wrong place at the wrong time
Scrawny- Wallows // You don't like my clothes but you still like my smile
Cigarette Daydreams- Cage the Elephant // You wanna find peace of mind, looking for the answer
Set On Fire- MAGIC GIANT // Would you save me, I'll save you, we can save ourselves
Bloody Shirt- To Kill a King // This town is only gonna eat you
Beverly Blues- Opia // So I got nothing to gain, nothing to lose, nothing to hide but I've got something to prove
Friend of the Devil- (Grateful Dead) // Ran into the Devil, babe/ He loaned me twenty bills
No Vacancy- Rainbow Kitten Surprise // Don't waste a light on me
Rhythm & Blues- The Head And The Heart // Ain't it nice to be so lucky? Ain't it nice to be so loved?
In the Basement- Oliver Green
Here’s Your Future- The Thermals // The son said “I will, but dad, I’m afraid
Pneumonia- Me Like Bees // You see you never ask a hangman to show you the ropes/ You might just end up with a twiney collar
Az Belanger, Nazareth Lim
28 in alternate timeline magical realism 1984 so do with that what you will
He/him
APPEARANCE
-6'2" grimy guy. Hair is naturally black and hangs around his face, faded bleached bangs are usually long enough to cover his eyes. Curving white ram horns and a wiry tail that ends in a spade shape.
- Dark eyebrows and eyes under the bangs. Otherwise real hard to read expression-wise; amiable, tight-lipped smile is nice enough but still wouldn't be picked out of a crowd to call the ambulance.
- Practical clothes usually slept in, mostly worn tees and loose fitting jeans with belts: definitely has a funny novelty belt buckle or two.
- Reeks a little bit of pot/cigarettes. Hygienic as possible given the circumstances.
- Heavily faded winged lamb tattoo on lower right ribs and equally aged card suits up the left of his spine. Burn scars around his thighs, right hip, and lower back, worst on his legs. Easily winded.
- Scratches his wrists/neck unconsciously, picks things up to play with as he's talking without realizing-- always seems more antsy than he really is as a result. Difficult time staying still or holding eye contact.
PERSONALITY
-Personable, will strike up a friendly conversation with strangers in line as a courtesy. The kind of stranger you’re best-friends-by-circumstance with for a day and then never see again.
-The charm is in the slightly baffled grin; will play anything up to get a laugh out of someone,
-Sidesteps explicit lies but has a difficult time being completely genuine
-Loyal to a fucking fault.
-Two-ships-passing attitude regarding most things (relationships, grudges. loaning money etc) probably owes you ten bucks
-Weird relationship with the idea of karma, he subscribed to the idea of fate as a shot in the dark that was supposed to pay off. (Also never believed in heaven so maybe the real spiritual reward was self-satisfaction <3)
-Equally fucked up belief in fundamental good. Funny little talent at spotting redeemable parts of people without making a move to redeem them. "I could fix him" "yeah well he could make me worse"
RELATIONSHIPS
Leanne Vollmer | ex-everything
Grew up together, mutual on-and-off infatuation/best-friendship. Burned together. What do we do your ideal future involves missing me?
Sivonna Lim | Mother
Small-town psychic/card reader. Vivacious, well-spoken, but was still a slightly irresponsible and self-martyring parent, had a lot to say about her important overseas husband that was yet to show. Her reputation and her son meant everything, and she lost both over the course of a few months.
Maggot | ...coworker
When he calls her his friend he does means it.
HISTORY (LOOSELY
UGH
Grew up in a dwindling former logging town barely big enough to have a clinic, theatre, and virulent stream of gossip. Sivonna was making a decent living as a soothsayer and respectable source of mindless hearsay, if enjoying more than a little burgeoning resentment for the self-importance of it all. In an ironic twist of fate she couldn’t have seen coming, a news article about her overseas husband’s recent arrest made it’s way into a suitcase which belonged to a woman visiting her brother in town, was read by said brother and quickly dispersed among neighbors and friends. A practical feeding frenzy swept up among half the town that finally had something to put her self-importance in the ground for. Things escalated and admittedly, got out of hand. For all her posturing, Sivonna was far from unshakeable and became depressed and tense, resolved to smoking and waiting for something to change just like everyone else. Az avoided home more and more. He counted months, but with no going back and no fixing things, something like vindication would have felt priceless. Maybe just necessary. Maybe someone just needed to hurt. Leanne was sympathetic, which should have been a sign of a dead end, but being angry still felt good enough to find a solution in Henry Dreschler, a man in his late fifties with a thankless janitorial job at a derelict theater, a sister from out of town and a penchant for gossip. The end of the summer came and two teenagers locked him in a backstage room of the Pearston-Grant theater, with liquor and a lighter in white knuckled grips. The idea was just to scare him a little.
The building was in much worse shape than anyone imagined; when a story was published about an explosion and the faulty gas main involved, how exactly the fire came to be was a lesser point of interest compared to the fatality, injury, and missing persons case that cropped up from its ashes.
DMITRI IN LOVE | Fun little alt rock band that gets into hijinks circa fantasy 1991
OTHER
-Retired lvl. 13 College of Lore Bard, homebrewed tiefling variant iirc? If I had my way I would go back in time to go College of Spirits. I probably also would’ve broken one of his horns but what can you do...(Does it later to make up for it) Okay i wrote this sentence like 3 months ago and actually lore bard makes sense for my stupid character study on the illusion of fate or whatever
-Laughs when he’s scared
-Proficient in guitar, can sight read on the piano to lesser extent
-Lovely singing voice with a rasp that gets worse when he's tired. Voice breaks pretty often, though he doesn't raise it much. Sounds, you know, like a smoker
-Leftie that got his hand taped to the desk for it as a kid. Still left handed.
-Handwriting is hard to read because it’s all in capital letters, in terms of kerning there is no kerning. Doesn’t erase things just scribbles them out.
-Has half-heartedly tried to quit smoking a few dozen times
-Drives and slept in an orange 1976 Dodge Tradesman
-Gets sentimentally attached to items. Emotionally loaded names for instruments for no good fucking reason but at least he won’t tell you what they are
AUS?
-POSTMORTEM (Continuance/You Are Going To Hell). Az Belanger dies in 2003. It happens in the manner he saw coming in more ways than one, and shockingly didn’t have anything to do with bad lungs. However scary it is dying with regrets, he ends up in the bad afterlife thanks to a joke about selling his soul from two decades prior that meant a little too much.
MUSIC
[Full]
Too Late to Say Goodbye- Cage the Elephant // Push back from my heart, wish we could go back to the start
House Fire- Someone Still Loves You Boris Yeltsin // The rain on the windshield/ I watched you limp away
21st Century Child- Daggy Man // I've been all over the shop, searching for a delicate way to say I'm sorry.
Check Your System-- Captiva // But I was at the wrong place at the wrong time
Scrawny- Wallows // You don't like my clothes but you still like my smile
Cigarette Daydreams- Cage the Elephant // You wanna find peace of mind, looking for the answer
Set On Fire- MAGIC GIANT // Would you save me, I'll save you, we can save ourselves
Bloody Shirt- To Kill a King // This town is only gonna eat you
Beverly Blues- Opia // So I got nothing to gain, nothing to lose, nothing to hide but I've got something to prove
Friend of the Devil- (Grateful Dead) // Ran into the Devil, babe/ He loaned me twenty bills
No Vacancy- Rainbow Kitten Surprise // Don't waste a light on me
Rhythm & Blues- The Head And The Heart // Ain't it nice to be so lucky? Ain't it nice to be so loved?
In the Basement- Oliver Green
Here’s Your Future- The Thermals // The son said “I will, but dad, I’m afraid
Pneumonia- Me Like Bees // You see you never ask a hangman to show you the ropes/ You might just end up with a twiney collar
