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Emory the Beholder

Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2020 1:34 am
by Emory
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WHEN YOU COME TO THE END OF YOUR ROPE,
TIE A KNOT AND HANG ON.” ― Franklin D. Roosevelt

IDENTIFICATION
FULL NAME: Emory Abbott
NICKNAME/ALIAS: Josh (Lyn and Valiant), Emo (grade school ridiculousness)
TITLE: The Beholder (as known to those in the world adjacent)
SEX: Male
DAY OF BIRTH: May 30th (20 yo)
PREVIOUS RESIDENCE: Toronto, Canada
CURRENT RESIDENCE: The Original City Tavern, 2nd Floor, Ravenblack City [free]
EMPLOYMENT STATUS: Odd jobs
SPECIES: Human
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"INSANITY IS RELATIVE. IT DEPENDS ON
WHO HAS WHO LOCKED IN WHAT CAGE.
” ― Ray Bradbury
PHYSICAL
ETHNICITY: Euro-mix
BLOOD TYPE: A-
PREFERRED HAND: Left
EYE COLOR: Blue-grey
HAIR COLOR: Dark blond, sometimes dyed black
COMPLEXION: Even, fair, a little pink
HEIGHT: 6' 3" (190cm)
WEIGHT: 145lbs (60kg)
BUILD: Tall, thin, lanky
TATTOO: The Eye, which is located between his shoulder blades

WHEN YOU'RE THE ONLY SANE PERSON,
YOU LOOK LIKE THE ONLY INSANE PERSON.
” ― Criss Jami

BODY LANGUAGE
POSTURE: Poor, usually hunched
STYLE: Thrift diving, whatever is in the lost and found, junk, eclectic
MODE OF DRESS: Messy, thrown together
GROOMING: As clean as he can manage
GAIT: Long and willowy or short and shuffling
COORDINATION: He's jumpy, so he's quick and knows how to aim and swing a bat
HABITS AND MANNERISMS: Nail biting, shifty eyes, chewing on locks of hair, smoking, never sitting properly in a chair ever, swearing
SCENT: Cigarette smoke, sweat, grass, antibacterial (public) bathroom soap

PLAY-BY: Ivan Zakharov
WRITER: TJ

Re: Emory the Beholder

Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2020 1:59 am
by Emory
(CW: References to mental health, hospitalization, and suicide.)

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THE ONLY DIFFERENCE BETWEEN ME AND A
MADMAN IS I'M NOT MAD.” ― Salvador Dalí

DIAGNOSIS Schizophrenia
FACILITY: Ravenblack Children's Psychiatric Hospital
DATE OF ADMISSION: September 3rd (17 yo)
PREVIOUS ADMISSIONS: 5/16 (10 yo), 12/5 (12 yo), 3/21 (15 yo - suicide watch)
DOCTOR: Amanda Rousseau, MD


SYMPTOMS
BEHAVIORAL:
Social isolation
  • "You try telling someone that the local trolls are organizing a terror group. That would go really well."
Agitation
  • "I rarely get time to myself. There's always something. I'm tired, okay? I want a vacation."
Aggression
  • "You've never seen a jackyltooth."
Compulsive behavior
  • "If you knew there were things hiding in your closet, wouldn't you check to make sure the traps are set?"
Self-harm
  • "Some solutions need blood to work."
COGNITIVE:
Delusions
  • "You just don't see anymore. You grew up and chose to turn a blind eye. Don't punish me for it."
Amnesia
  • "Don't piss off the fae."
Disorientation
  • "Fae."
Memory Loss
  • "Look. I stole something. I had to. They got mad and whammied me."
Belief that an ordinary event has special and personal meaning
  • "Absolom's goons killed my mom. You're damn right it's personal."
MOOD:
Anger, anxiety, and apathy
  • "Yeah, okay."
Feeling detached from self
  • "It's called astral projection."
Inability to feel pleasure
  • "Well, I'm sorry if I can't go out and enjoy a party like all the other kids. There's a demon king out to make my life hell."
Elevated mood
  • "I have good days, too."
PSYCHOLOGICAL:
Hallucinations
  • "Wrong."
Paranoia
  • "Appropriate."
Hearing voices
  • "I have these things called ears and they work pretty well."
Depression
  • "No, my mother was torn to pieces right in front of me. I'm on cloud 9."
Fear
  • "If you're not afraid, you've got a death wish."
OTHER SYMPTOMS:
Fatigue
  • "I'm forced to sleep with one eye open."
Lack of emotional response
  • "Okay. So? Maybe I don't want to feel afraid, pissed off, sad, and tired all the time? Maybe I just want to feel nothing?"

TREATMENTS
THERAPY: Cognitive and Behavior
MEDICATION: Seroquel (Quetiapine), 600mg in 2 doses per day
DOCUMENTED SIDE-EFFECTS: High pulse rate, dry mouth, dizziness, headache, somnolence, increased appetite, vomiting, insomnia, tremor, agitation, nasal congestion, fatigue, and one case of pharyngitis (strep throat)

Emory hasn't taken any medication since he's been discharged. Not that the meds or the therapy stopped him from seeing a world he apparently wasn't supposed to see.

Re: Emory the Beholder

Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2020 2:54 am
by Emory
(CW: Brief reference to violence, murder, and childhood trauma.)

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THEY CALLED ME MAD, AND I CALLED THEM MAD,
AND DAMN THEM, THEY OUTVOTED ME.” ― Nathaniel Lee




HISTORY

Remember when you were a little kid and you would play pretend? Well, it's not pretend. The green guy with the purple hair and the horns? Yeah, he's real. He's your 'imaginary' friend, Tom. That festival in the woods with the fae on Halloween? It happened. The shadow thing that watched you when you weren't looking, when your back was turned, when the covers were pulled up over your head, when you thought you were alone? It's real. It's called a mannafrayed and beyond being creepy as fuck, it's harmless; like the floating, fuzzballs with single red eyes (Peepers). The trolls, the mermaids, the elves, the snake tailed lion, the three faced witch, the imps, the portal in the closet, the banshee under the bed. All real.

The thing is, every kid runs into things like this. Every kid sees a bit of the world in full with the nonsensical things included. Even if they can only see it in their dreams. Then, the kid grows up. Around the time they stop believing in Santa Claus, they loose the ability to see. They grow up into snarky teens buried so far into their phones that they can't see anything else. They become adults who can't see past bill payments and insurance plans. Sometimes they think they see something out of the corner of their eye, but it's 'just a trick of the light'. Or they have an outlandish dream that's vibrant and almost feels real, but it's 'just a dream'.

But not you, kid. Your imaginary friend never went away. You never stopped hearing the scratching at your closet door at night. You still hear the fae song and the dwarvian bell chime for another work shift. You've never lost the ability to see. At first it was cool. It was like being in on a secret. It was like being special. In fact, the older you got, the stranger everyone else in that other world thought you were. They started to call you Emory the Beholder: the human child who could see beyond the usual years documented, or so the pixie files state. There are very few humans who do so. You're kind of part of their world, now, and they think that's pretty great.

Downside, though, is that not everyone thinks it's great. Especially when people die mysterious deaths that stump the officials, but you know why. You know who. The drugs on the streets are getting stronger, the people are getting more aggressive, there are more guns, there are more homicides, more terror, more chaos, more graves, and you know why. You know who.

Absolom. King of the demons. He's like a demonic mob boss with an army of bad, bad creatures. Some who turned their backs on good, and some who are and have always been evil. 'Demon' is a loose term in the world. It's used for anyone or anything that wants to watch the world go up in flames. The entire world. Theirs and yours. Since Absolom stepped onto the scene, things have progressively gotten worse because they're organized, now. They've got plans and Absolom doesn't take kindly to anyone out to ruin his plans.

You went to the police about that series of mysterious deaths. Of course they didn't believe you when you told them that Absolom's vampire goons were responsible, but word got out to the big man himself. So, he sent some people knocking down your door and they forced you to watch them tear your mother limb from limb. They chewed on her, spat her out, and called her a nasty whore. They kicked you down and laughed while you screamed and cried. Then, they left because you were supposed to learn a lesson.

Now, you're alone. Lesson learned.

Re: Emory the Beholder

Posted: Mon Apr 13, 2020 3:06 am
by Emory
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IN A MAD WORLD,
ONLY THE MAD ARE SANE.” ― Akira Kurosawa


CONNECTIONS
COOL
VALIANT | admiration, kindred, like-minded
LYN | nice, too nice, suspicion
ROUGH
HMM?
DO YOU THINK IT'S POSSIBLE FOR AN ENTIRE
NATION TO BE INSANE?
” ― Terry Pratchett

WEAPONS
NOPE - A baseball bat with nails embedded in the head of it. It's since been wrapped with barbed wire and dipped in holy water based on a tip by Valiant.
GARLIC SPRAY - To fend of hungry vampires and blind nosy people.
FLASH BOMBS - To chase away shadow creatures and blind light sensitive creatures.
MOLOTOV COCKTAILS - Burn, baby, burn.
SILVER BLADE - Stolen from the fae. Very sharp, never rusts, never dulls.
CROSSBOW - Given to him by Valiant.

ITEMS
IRON NETTING - To trap nosy fae.
T-SHIRT CANNON - Used to shoot the iron nets.
MP3 PLAYER - For tunes.
LIBRARY CARD - Has many uses.
NOTEBOOK - Has many uses.
TRAVEL BACKPACK - To keep all this shit in.

IG INFO
You have drunk XX pints of blood.
Powers: Second-sight Suction(1) Perception(1) Celerity(2) Stamina(2) Shadows(2) Thievery(3)
You are sire to no other vampires.
You're on your own, kid.