Roseary

♪ Growing up, it made me numb and I wanna feel something again ♪

5/31/17. A mess. Rose is a hardly controlled ball of stress, existential dread, fear, and all that fun stuff. He breaks down constantly, getting overwhelmed and just rocking himself back and forth while hiding in a corner. Talks in a rushed and breathy manner paired with forced optimism as if he's always biting back panic, which isn't too far from the truth. Breathes kinda fast and it's easy to notice. Supposedly after a series of relentless traumatic events, Roseary became unable to cope with the real world. Was often treated as a freak for his strange behavior, which mostly included pandering to fantasy situations he made up. A common one was insisting he stole or tediously gathered various supplies for his family or little sister, only to be reminded that he didn't have one of those. Has been chased off from various areas for petty crimes and generally being creepy. The Queen had received word of him and intended to offer him shelter if he ever ended up in the city. To her surprise, he found his way into her home and curled up in one of the back rooms before she could manage despite knowing nothing of her nor the court.

His inner ear, sclera, mouth, and blood are the same color. His neck is type 10: human hair. Fall born. Long hind claws, teeth being a different color than claws, invisible pupil, and shape shifting eyes are all mutations. When he gets frazzled, stressed, etc, his eyes may appear to tear up or even run down his face. They can also blank out, being solid orange or yellow. May appear sketchy and unstable at times. Eye shape and state is directly dependent on his emotion and cannot be controlled without great effort

Rose's job is to not freak out. That's it. He pretty much just wanders the rooms, bein' weird

Sober Up by AJR