Profile
Name: Rex Yang
Age: ~20s
Pronouns: He/They
Height: 5’10” [178cm]
Personality:
Where do we start with Rex Yang– Almost comedically positive to a toxic degree, there’s no telling how he reacts to anything at times. Rex operates on a ‘SIR, YES SIR!’ no questions asked sort of philosophy that makes him miserably easy to fuck with. Rex posits himself as a ‘do-no-wrong’ roleplay angel, but makes twenty-three backhanded remarks that will land the GC in a callout doc in T-minus 6 months.
He is personable like an intrusive dog is and is liberal with his affection. Rex is a bit of a weird kid who never really grew out of the phase, and likely never will. Loud, excitable and woefully obedient until his next crash-out in… 7 minutes.
General Information:
Rex Yang was brought up in Kaohsiung, Taiwan under a single mother and regrettably, no siblings? It didn’t entirely matter because he’d find his entertainment on the World Wide Web! Given, his mother wasn’t around too much to be supervising him and whatever he was looking at there– No, she wasn’t neglectful, just busy. He knew that, and never questioned it.
He coasted through much of school with little care for academics, labelled a bonafide ‘weird kid’ by all accounts. Rex wasn’t actively avoided by his peers though, given that being able to draw [badly] scored you major points in art-related projects. So school was, and would, be uneventful and fine. For his stature and build, coaches had a huge incentive to push him into athletics, but Rex stayed woefully ignorant of whatever ‘star potential’ they were touting. This will be important for later.
He’d net his Senior High School Diploma, barely scraping by to his mother’s chagrin [Again, he knew she wasn’t going to bite his head off, so he let it be] but had seemingly no interest in pursuing a tertiary education [And again, he knew she wasn’t going to bite his head off, so– How many more times will we do this?!] Into the workforce he’d go, with his longest-standing stint being at a downtown bookstore. The ones with the cute apron and a bartop for drinks– Those.
Most of his time off would be spent on his forums, servers and platforms– Unfortunately he’d never grow out of the whole roleplay thing that he picked up as a kid. Even if he had a dozen poor run-ins with people and general crash-outs over who knows what. Rex also became something of an accomplished MaiMai player, and a regular face at the arcade. His community of little weirdos continue to delight.
It wasn’t until he lost his bookstore job [for time-thieving, or reading BL on the clock, or something] that he pivoted elsewhere, taking up odd careers in batting cages and sports clubs. Curiosity called and he picked up the bat, and somewhere in Kaohsiung, a retired high-school coach in his lawn chair feels oddly vindicated.
Bonuses:
- Currently bats for a regional team with lightning fast reflexes, no doubt cultivated for all his 14+ MaiMai DX maps in the arcade– Transferable skills are really hot in the market.
- Also the diamond’s weird manic pixie dream they who is making all sorts of bullshit while waiting. Baseball is actually prime time for humans exploring the limits of having nothing to do. Just made a fruit cocktail!
- A firm enjoyer of matching keychains, blurring boundaries with friends and getting really jealous all in the stint of maybe one weekend and a dream.
- Has snaggle-teeth that protrude out his top gums under his top lip like catboy fangs.
- And a mole on his cheek that sticks out. And a couple of tags on his temple that he totally didn't try ripping out as a kid.
- Has a few ear piercings, might get a nasallang or a bridge when they're older! Ow!
- Anyone want to fund my awesome top and bottom surgery? HOLY SHIT THE NIPPON PROFESSIONAL BASEBALL LEAGUE?!
