Toxik

 "I think it's best you don't get too close to me...
I'm not like... trying to be dark and mysterious or anything. It's like literally dangerous." 

   Since birth, there was always something wrong with the young Toxik. It wasn't apparent at first, so for the beginning of his life he lived as any child would. Happy and blissfully unaware of the world around him. That is, until he turned eight. This is when the black veins began to show. At the time it was only a small part of his arm, but quickly they began to spread all over his body and to his face. He became sickly. At this point there was nothing that his parents could do besides hand him over to the hospitals, they were desperate. If anything were to be effecting their son, what would happen to him? Toxic was subjected to tests after test. All humane in nature, of course. Most of them were blood related, this being the cause of his pain. After long, the pain in the boy became unbearable and he was given all kind of painkillers to ease it. He didn't know what was happening, he was a child, how was he supposed to know? He was sick, afraid and all he wanted was to go home.
The sickness lay in Toxic's blood. It didn't seem to be effecting him too harshly over the 3 years of testing. But it did harm others. If anyone were to come into contact with the boy's blood then they would become incredibly sick, even in moments. His blood was like a potent poison that didn't even need to be ingested to become lethal. He had become dangerous at that point. But there was a hope. The doctors and scientists had taken an interest in his condition and as such had begun developing a cure, at the every least something to lessen the effect of the boy's 'cursed' blood.
At that time, they had began giving him something to lessen the pain it caused him, it was rather effective and still keeps using it to this day, even as it's effect seems to be diminishing slowly. Now, the tests have never stopped. His painkiller keeps weakening to a point where he has to take it rather often, but Toxik has decided that he doesn't much care any more. He's thankful that after all these years nobody has stopped trying to help him, even if the opportunities to leave the hospital are slim and far between. He isn't the most dangerous patient in Reverie's Ward, but in the end, when everyone treats you with caution and care it's hard to understand, hard to think about anything else but the danger you pose.

Reclusive - Snarky - Aggressive - Lonely - Pessimistic - Curious - Affectionate
   Toxik is distant, but curious. He likes to talk to the others, but one can tell that he fears getting too close. He'll ask a few questions before reverting to a reclusive state. If talked to, however, it's easy to see that he wants attention. He's constantly at odds with this feeling of needing contact, but fear that he could harm someone. Despite this fact, he doesn't care a sliver about the danger that the others around him are capable of causing. Toxik is also a giant pessimist. He doesn't think that there's a chance of anything getting better, and the worst is the first thing he will assume. He'll try, he'll have a sense of hope. However, if ever asked, he'll always voice a negative opinion. When he is in pain or angry, he acts a lot like an injured animal. He'll snap and he'll become aggressive incredibly fast, even to those who may be offering to help. It seems that there are few things that can calm him in this state, he has to be able to trust you for him to let his guard down... On another note, he has quite the sass and will literally out-snark everyone, he's an asshole.

Likes:
   Movies
   Board Games
   Video Games
   Any kind of game, tbh
   Soda
   'Game Nights'

Dislikes:
   Being bored
   Syringes
   People touching him, don't do that
   Bad movies