Moriarty O’Deorain
Sleepy-Thunder
- Created
- 5 years, 10 months ago
- Creator
- Infectedwaters
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- Sleepy-Thunder
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Moriarty O’Deorain
- Name
- Moriarty O’Deorain
- Aliases
- Mori, Mort
- Age
- 48
- D.O.B.
- November 16, 1970
- Gender/SO
- Male - Bisexual
- Species
- Human
- Height
- 6'2"
- Weight
- 155 lbs.
- Marital Stat.
- Single
- P.O.B.
- Dublin, Ireland
- Citizenship
- Irish
- Occupation
- Geneticist
- Relatives
- Moira O’Deorain (twin sister)
- Worth
- Total: $ Commission: $ My Art: $ Purchased: $
- Theme
- Chris Isaak - Blue Hotel
"Blue hotel. Life don't work out my way. I wait alone each lonely night."
Story
Physical Description
Very tall and thinly built but in shape. Modelesque. Perfect cheekbones, collarbones, everything really.
Speech
Softer Irish accent.
Mental & Emotional
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Beliefs
Atheist
Daily Life/Health
Uses a cane.
Powers/Abilities
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Background/Story
Born with twin sister, Moira on an ealy November morning. The two grew inseperable and shared an interest in Genetics. They studied together, worked together and accomplished their achievments side by side until Sam came down with an illness that left him crippled. Moira took over a protective role and kept him hidden from the public eye while he shared in her work from the sidelines.
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Trivia
- Moriarty finds beauty in the sunrise, but he also finds it a bit woeful... it means that another day has passed and another one is soon to begin. Life goes a bit fast at times, and unfortunately, the sunrise is a reminder of that. But it's beauty outweighs all such things, the colors mingling together to create something otherworldly. At his worst times, that beauty has been unwavering, constant... and he finds comfort in that. -cerviidae
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Personality
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Moodboard
Time is the substance from which I am made. Time is a river which carries me along, but I am the river; it is a tiger that devours me, but I am the tiger; it is a fire that consumes me, but I am the fire. - Jorge Luis Borges.
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