Oliver Moore
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Likes: The summer festival, the paintings his father keeps, and oranges.
Dislikes: His father, himself, cold water, thunder storms, and law school. |
Age: 22
Gender: Male Species: Human Orientation: Bisexual Status: Single Occupation: College student (law school), mafioso Appearance: He stands 6'2" tall with an ashen complextion often accented by baggy and shadowed, slate-gray eyes. This plus his sharp brows and ever-present frown give him an unpleasant look. Apathetic, cold, or even mean--he's been told he looks all of these things. It's made him hate his face so he keeps his black hair shaggy and long enough to cover most of his face. Likewise, his baggy clothes hide his unimpressive body, but even long sleeves can't hide all of the bruises. Personality: Sullen, meek and soft-spoken, even with his large size, he's known to follow orders and rarely argue. He's a nervous mess prone to murmuring instead of speaking clearly and often can't make eye-contact. He's the epitome of useless and he knows it. It's true that he rarely shows ambition or interest in anything, but he just keeps his interests very private. He can be gentle when no one's looking, even offering up a small smile or protecting what no one else will. However, there's a well of hatred inside of him that's always on the verge of overflowing. If it did, he would have no regrets for the hurt he did to others. Bio: From the moment he was born, Oliver has never been able to do anything right. Never the handsome baby, never clever with his fingers or sharp with numbers. But most of all, too meek. Because of his nerves, he often messes up and gets beaten by his father, making him even more nervous. His father has ruled the Moore branch of the mob for 15 solid years and has no time for a usless son. Oliver is currently forced to go through law school in order to find a place in the group, but it's common knowledge that his father plans to pass the group to his cousin regardless of any success that Oliver might have. |