|| General ||

[ Name ]
Desmond Prescott

[ Gender ]
Male

[ Preferred pronouns ]
He/him

[ Age ]
16+

[ Birthday ]
August 8th

[ Zodiac ]
Leo

[ Sexuality ]
Homosexual

|| Appearance ||

[ Hair Color ]
Coffee brown

[ Hair type/style ]
Messy and curly, really dirty and tangled

[ Eye color ]
Dark brown

[ Height ]
Average height, about 5'8

[ Distinguishing marks ]
~ Various scars and bruises all over his body which all have a story behind how he got it
~ Cut thats slightly over his lip
~ always wears this bracelet made for him by his sister
~ No working water so he's always dirty, but under all the dirty he has a lot of freckles

|| Personality ||
Desmond is a loner at best. He keeps to himself most of the time and doesn't easily trust many people. Trust is something that cant be given away so freely. He has a shell he uses outside of his hometown, a cold and hard exterior that really isn't him but he cant be too quick to let his real colors shine through. Underneath the shell is a broken kid who is so sweet and kind, a smile is always grazing his lips despite the fact he lives in such terrible conditions. No one could take away his light, and if it were gone it'd be the end of the world. He's very gentle and kind with others, however still has terrible social skills when it comes to making new friends.

|| Health ||

[ General ]
He's a, rather difficult person to place. Due to coming from a poor household, a mother who is not present, and an abusive father, at best its safe to assume something is up.
Has Narcolepsy, doesn't actually know the name of it though or that its actually pretty severe or can be and just thinks of it as simply having fainting spells.
Has Tourette's

[ Mental ]
Very mentally unhealthy due to enduring years of abuse. He flinches and can have some slightly anxiety attacks from the simple act of raising your hand at him or raising you voice at him.

[ Physical ]
Skinny and rather unhealthy, but its not his fault and he can at least hold himself in a fight

|| Social ||

[ Family ]
Lillie-Ann Prescott: older sister, left as soon as she got the chance and promised to come back for him
Gregory Prescott: father, he is a very very bad man and im so sorry Desy
Caroline Michelles: mother, unknown status

[ Friends ]
Depends on the roleplay

[ Love Interest ]
Depends on the roleplay

|| Backstory ||
Desmond Prescott was born on a cold Saturday evening some day, in a very worn down old building that may as well have been an abandoned building. Not having enough money to make it to the hospital, his mother had given birth to her second child in her own bathroom. When Desmond was 2, his mother left out of mysterious circumstances, leaving him and his at the time 10 year old sister with their beyond abusive father. Life really wasn't great for them, since no one ever thought to stop them. It was a natural part of life for the people in the neighborhood to hear the angry drunk shouting from the house. At the age of 8, Desmond was left alone. Abandoned people would say by the only person he had left. Lillie-Ann was 16. She promised to come back for him when she was able to provide for the both of them. She promised. And so he waited. And endured more than he should. But he at least he had dear old Grandmother, the elderly lady who cared for the young children of the broken neighborhood.

|| Miscellaneous ||

[ Likes ]
His very special bee he crocheted but cant have cause if his father saw it he'd rip it to pieces, showing off his knife skills, comfy beds, his clothes that are pretty clean and not broken, that one memory when Grandmother sat him down and told him live would get better, singing(Has a really good voice surprising)

[ Dislikes ]
Squeamish(blood, dirt, etc), his father, older kids in his neighborhood that aren't nice, "Moneybags", reviling clothing(needs to keep his injuries concealed)

[ Hobbies ]
Crotchet(taught by the neighborhood Grandmother), origami, knife tricks, star gazing

[ Habits ]
If something comes near his hand he'll grab it(does it also when hes nervous) so protect your sleeves, hands, etc etc, collects bottle caps, slips rocks into peoples pockets for no reason

[ Phobias ]
His dad
His sister never coming back

[ Favorite Food ]
Watermelon, toast, chocolate(none of these hes ever had before)

[ Favorite Color ]
Blue, any shade mostly and lilac purple because soft

[ Favorite genre of music ]
Some old music(he uses the old cassette tapes and player that had belonged to his dad when he was younger)

[ Favorite genre of movies/tv shows ]
Never watched tv, but i would say possibly cartoons

[ Favorite animal ]
Blue butterflies

[ What language(s) can they speak? ]
English

[ Accent ]
New Yorker

[ Preferred hand ]
Left-handed

[ Other ]
~ Because of his Tourettes he has quite a fee tics he's picked up from all sorts of things and because of his father he works very hard to repress them which actually hurts sometimes
~ Possibly illiterate and also cant do math
~ Has a sensitivity to bright lights so he avoids going out at times when the sun is shining brightly
~ He's a little slow, so please don't get mad it him when he doesn't get things right away(or yell at him cause that just makes it worse for him)
~ He has made up words for things he didnt know the name of, gets kinda sad when people correct him but act rude about it
~ Never had coffee but i cant tell you he would love it
~ Likes being clean, might border on a phobia-