myth
hackwriter
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- 10 months, 2 days ago
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- hackwriter
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Profile
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Name
myth bancroft
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Gender
bigender amab
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Age
twenty six
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Species
human . . ?
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Occupation
inquirer
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PRONOUNS
they / he / it
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an alluring individual of mysterious and indistinct gender.
❧ Introduction
n the city of london, there are few you can trust. It's known all to well the price of secrets and the alluring things some particularly juicy ones can get you, and who are they to ignore such a core part of the Neath? Friends with the high court, and even closer to the spies and devils, there is something they know that they're hiding. Even the keenest of eyes find them difficult to deduce, read, or examine. They assure you they just want one thing. They won't tell you what that is, however.
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❧ Design
> silk bandages that cover their skin ; paired with red glasses
> soft and thick cloak. heavy to the point walking is ardous, but warm.
> a tassled swordcane, engraved intricately. just as pretty as it is dangerous.
> boots with heels that strike sparks down the stone streets. you can hear them coming.
> long, messy hair that is prematurely greying from stress.
> heavy eye bags that accentuate the eyes.
deep red
6'1"(185.42 )
tall, muscular
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❧ Trivia
- has a "habit" of hunting people down for perceived slights ; either against them or those who are in worse positions than him. they do not like beating someone when they are down.
- they don't take themselves too seriously, and don't expect others to, either.
- has had so, so many people confess feelings to them. every time ends in (the others') tears - this has heightened during the mask of the rose. a valentines-day themed event in the neath.
- the slightest bit hedonistic, which is a devotion to the pursuit of pleasure - especially when it comes to different types of wines. they have a rather extensive collection, as well as diamonds.
- always wears bandages when in public with glasses that obscure their eyes.
- the urchins consider them a 'crazed lunatic who has bloodied steps'- they do not disagree.
- spends a considerable amount of time in the fighting ring of watchmaker's hill.
❧ Likes
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❧ Connections
concerned mentor
myth's mentor and guide through the neath - whom they've recently reconnected with. they do not seem to talk as much. myth has been avoiding them, as of recent, though dasha seems to know why ( and has been uncharacteristically guilty, as of late. )
relationship
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relationship
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You and your anonymous partner float around the ballroom, weightless as blush-apple spores. You are, gloriously, the centre of attention. Your partner whispers in your ear: the desperate, heartfelt, easily forgotten sentiments that come so effortlessly on the Feast of the Exceptional Rose.
It all ends too soon. You have the admiration of the crowd. But nothing remains of the mysterious stranger – except the memory of the touch of their hand.
The Cage-keeper seems affable enough, but the whole time he speaks, he's gesturing idly with a gleaming revolver. But he takes his eyes off you for a moment to admire some wretched prisoner... and you strike.
You roll together over and over on the grass: his head meets the fountain with a meaty and definite sound, again and again, and he goes limp.
In the dream, the mirrors on the left-hand side reflect you walking through a desert of ash, spiked here and there with the blackened stumps of trees. In the right-hand mirrors, your reflection stands in the desert and watches you pass. From the far end of the corridor, a hot wind blows.
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