ClumZee2
Level 2
"ɢʀᴀᴄᴇ ʙᴇ ᴜɴᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴇᴀᴄᴇ, ꜰʀᴏᴍ ʜɪᴍ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ᴡᴀꜱ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ɪꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴏᴍᴇ."
-ʀᴇᴠᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴ 1:4-6
[Note]
None of this information is to be taken icly, unless found out through ic means.
Sector 1: Basic Information
First Name:
Povredit'
Meaning: To hurt, and to be hurt.
Surname:
Volkonsky
Preferred Name/Alias:
Pov
Gender:
Male
Age:
20
Date of Birth:
November 9th, 2003
Date of Death:
You wish.
Place of Birth:
Магадан, Russia
Nationality:
Russian
Race:
White
Religious Beliefs:
Protestant Christian
Political Beliefs:
Anarcho-Socialist
Sector 2: General Appearance
Height:
6'4 / 193cm
Weight:
180lbs / 82kg
Build:
Ectomorph
Skin Color:
White
Eye Color:
Brown
Hair Style:
Side-Swept Crew Cut
Hair Colour:
Dark Brown
Appearance:
Povredit' is a mildly conventionally attractive fella, with a scruffy side-swept crew cut, and probably hasn't shaved in a few days. His eyes would almost always be wide open, with a frantic frenzy, darting around and watching every tiny detail. He'd be of a well-toned build, standing quite tall at 6'4, and would smell like tungsten. His body movements would be wild and unpredictable, not even he knowing where his limbs will go next. His left arm would be a prosthetic, and his right hand would have a spider-shaped scar carved into it.
Character Voice:
like this:
Equipment:
Snow shovel, briefcase, tape recorder, cold hard cash (and lots of it), a couple phones, and usually. some vodka.
Usual Drip:
The best drip is a McDonalds uniform, with a suit underneath. Always a suit underneath. He always wears a suit, he has 8 identical suits and uniforms that he rotates daily. It's all he needs.
Business/Business Casual:
There's no such thing as "Business Casual" to Povredit'. You're either business, or casual. A simple suit suffices for either, but mostly for serious matters.
Sector 3: Personality
Personality:
Povredit' is generally an introvert around new people, and very slow to trust others, due to his suspicious nature. However, once he knows someone, he is extremely loyal, and would fight for anybody that he respects. He believes that respect must be earned, not demanded, and will not respect anybody who orders it from him, especially authoritarian figures such as police officers, government workers, and school faculty. He will ignore his shy nature when he sees injustice, and will fight for what he believes is right, whether it be correct in the eyes of the law or not.
Hobbies:
Breaking and entering, drinking, driving, training.
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities:
Prosthetic left arm, Hebephrenic Schizophrenia, and Eleutheromania.
Skills:
•Climbing
•Running
Quirks:
•Does the griddy a bit too much to the point where it's not funny.
•Hits a perfect dap every time
•Could only swim if held at gunpoint
Family:
The Volkonsky Fam
Sector 4: Backstory
Chapter One: Russia.
On the 9th of November 2003, Povredit’ Volkonsky was born in the town of Магадан, Russia, shortly before moving to Novgorod. Growing up, his innate desire to be free and explore got him into trouble with the law frequently, and combined with the tough approach his parents took to raising him, teaching him the cold hard facts of life before the age of 8, he quickly learned to mature, and to silently observe, and intervene if necessary. His observance was both a blessing and a curse, as though he loved them more than he loved himself, he watched himself grow envious of his siblings, who received a kinder upbringing than him, and when the Volkonsky family decided to uproot, and move to Karakura, in order to further his younger brother’s education, he started training to become better, stronger, and faster, than anybody else, training which still persists as a subconscious routine, in order to feel a sense of accomplishment and approval, which he hardly received in Russia, his other siblings accomplishments overshadowing his own.
Chapter Two: Karakura.
Shortly after moving to Karakura, he learnt the harsh reality of the Karakuran political system, where his resentment for oppressive forces grew stronger than they had ever before. This manifested in his continued urban exploration of the concrete jungle he was surrounded by, a harmless hobby at first. He continued to train and study, not leaving much time for socialising, getting himself into college to further his education, still seeking validation from his peers and family, picking up a pet rat along the way, naming it Cheesy, who died after contracting rabies and getting bashed into the ground by a rock controlled by a ghost. However, it was inevitable that with his mental condition, and violent tendency, that he would get mixed up with crime, with charges of assault and battery being charged against him. From this, he learnt to toughen, and quiet even more, being on lookouts for the few gangs that would take him in. Still, his quasi-illegal hobby of exploration persisted. However, he grew tired of the same streets, and desired more space to roam, and more attention. He made an OnRain account, @pwp, named after the crime hotspot, and began trespassing onto property: estates, houses, the KPD building, Karakura Hospitial, Town Hall, News Station, ect., and posted his activites onto his account. This was slowly picked up by authorities, and he was swiftly arrested after his phone was tapped and traced back to him. He was them charged with 21 counts of criminal trespassing, and all his posts were removed off of the site. After his eventual release, he vowed to never trespass again, or get caught for it at least. He laid low under the radar, participating in little risky activity, and making more time for fun activities with friends. Then one day, when wandering the forest in the month of October 2023, he ran into the spirit "Jason
Voorhees", and successfully defended himself from its attacks, inflating his ego to the point where he believe that he could fight ghosts. This culminated in a showdown with the spirit "Jeff The Killer", where he faced the spirit, unafraid, and subsequently lost his left arm as a result of his hubris, learning a valuable lesson about pride. Once he was admitted out of the hospital, he promised himself that no thing would happen again, and that if it did, he would serve the proper justice.
[TO BE CONTINUED...]
