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2015 era Oc, yet to edit the bio
tl;dr boy thinks he is alien, looking for other aliens to party with
Name: Lockwood, Levy
Age: 18
Date of birth: 7/2
Year: 4th
Course: Art
Height: 5’5
Gender: Male
Type: Alien's (for real though he doesn't really know)
Personality:
| quiet | cynical | spacey | blunt | curious |
Levy isn’t the easiest boy to get along with, far from it in all actuality. He enjoys the quiet company of books and a canvas rather than that of people, prodding him for company will only get you snarky remarks and a icy glare in return.
Levy mind is often at distance from the physical world, he likes to wander around in his mind often more than not lost in a train of thought, most probably about aliens, or space, or aliens in space.
He’s a curious little bugger though, always one to ask the ‘why’ and ‘how’ questions about anything that captures his interest.
Bio:
Originally born on the french country side, Levy grew up on a observatory site with his parents. He often tailed his father around, adored the complex terminology his father often spouted in his monologues, was in absolute love with the pictures of planets and stars millions of miles away. Despite his father's brilliant mind he was viewed as a quack by the other professionals around, simply because aside from his main studies, his personal one focused on the existence of aliens. After an incident that made the department question his professionalism he was, sadly, let go. Hard times hit the family and Levy’s father went into manual labor, between keeping with his personal studies and his new physically demanding labor, his health declined and soon his body wasn’t fit for any condition to be moving around and so he was hospitalized. Levy mother picked up the needed work to pay for Levy educational tuition and her husband's hospital bills.
Levy was miserable, though he would never admit it, he didn’t mind the extra part time jobs he had to work, or the cushy lifestyle taken away from him. He did mind the extra set of wrinkles and grey hairs in his mother's complexion, and the way his father's smile seemed a little bit sadder every day.
He began to paint his sadness on canvas as a stress reliever initially, his work began to pick up notice and he was a bit of a local wonder. Newspapers started writing stories about him, his 'tragic backstory' making an ideal honey trap for the public people began to offer to buy his works, happy to see a alternative to financial supply his family he began selling them. His underground fame gained the attention of Ongaku Academy and they offered him a scholarship to learn under them. Although he initially was over the moon about the offer, he didn't know any Japanese so he had to decline, until 3 years later. With determination he managed to grasp the basics of the Japanese language and was off on his way to Ongaku Academy.
Likes:
+si-fi movies
+space stuff
+high caffeinated drinks
+watercolor paints
+reptiles
Dislikes:
-loud people
-hospitals
-alcohol
-cooking
-figures of authorities
Relationships: N/A
Extra:
-his hair likes to turn into a bird nest when he doesn’t take care of it
-his clothes are always littered in paint
-likes to pretend he doesn’t japanese to avoid talking to others
-actually has perfect eyesight, the glasses he wears belonged to his dad
-tends to run into poles, trees ,people because of the above fact
