Basic Info
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PEOS
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Church Grim, Warlock
Profile
- 37 y/o
- 187cm
- [Belgian]
- Gijinka [Houndoom]
- Male [DMAB]
- Demi-homosexual
- Librarian
- Tends to belittle himself a lot, hates it but goes to therapy once every two weeks since the therapist is so kind and helpful, every weekend it's re-education for him, he's got a service doggo at home (Pillow, White Golden Retriever, Male, 3y/o and son of Flocon who was his first service doggo), listens to a lot of music when he feels lonely while cuddling with his dog, with his disability he's sure he'll never find anyone and has lost hope of getting into any kind of long term relationship with someone
+ Generous, caring, good-natured,
~ Pushover, reserved,
- Self-conscious, pessimistic, easily stressed out,
PAST
- Son of 2 assholes who beat up their son for years
- Became addicted very soon to drugs he used as painkiller and a way to escape reality
- Was saved by Hans eventually and he stayed, seeing the man as his hero, his best friend and that's what they were for a long time
- Until he fell back into drugs (got fired from any job he tried to apply to, couldn't handle the pressure very well and everything went black)
- Eventually, Hans found out about it and when he thought he'd help him out as before, his world collapsed ; he got yelled out and thought for a long second he'd get a beating. Once again. It was the first time he's seen Hans like that. And it'd be the last.
- The only glimpse of hope he had to get better just disappeared. He took the pills he had left, the blades weren't enough, and went out. This night there were a lot of traffic. Lots of cars and trucks. He only had to wait a little before stepping onto the road as a truck arrived. And he hoped, oh he hoped it'd be the end of him.
- Years of care and treatment followed with the pain. Several time he thought about ending it all again. On his wheeling chair, when he was about to cross the road, he had to fight the urge to just let go of the wheels to end up in the middle of the road. Again. But eventually, these kind of thoughts went away from his mind... he started to get better, little by little.
- Nowadays, he works in a library, at the reception. Therapy and re-education keep him occupied and- somewhat hopeful. Just a little. Even thought it's been so long since he started working on his legs. His therapist is a young espeon he find very kind and helps him out a lot.
- Became addicted very soon to drugs he used as painkiller and a way to escape reality
- Was saved by Hans eventually and he stayed, seeing the man as his hero, his best friend and that's what they were for a long time
- Until he fell back into drugs (got fired from any job he tried to apply to, couldn't handle the pressure very well and everything went black)
- Eventually, Hans found out about it and when he thought he'd help him out as before, his world collapsed ; he got yelled out and thought for a long second he'd get a beating. Once again. It was the first time he's seen Hans like that. And it'd be the last.
- The only glimpse of hope he had to get better just disappeared. He took the pills he had left, the blades weren't enough, and went out. This night there were a lot of traffic. Lots of cars and trucks. He only had to wait a little before stepping onto the road as a truck arrived. And he hoped, oh he hoped it'd be the end of him.
- Years of care and treatment followed with the pain. Several time he thought about ending it all again. On his wheeling chair, when he was about to cross the road, he had to fight the urge to just let go of the wheels to end up in the middle of the road. Again. But eventually, these kind of thoughts went away from his mind... he started to get better, little by little.
- Nowadays, he works in a library, at the reception. Therapy and re-education keep him occupied and- somewhat hopeful. Just a little. Even thought it's been so long since he started working on his legs. His therapist is a young espeon he find very kind and helps him out a lot.
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