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Ivan OC Meme Thing.Ivan Meem
1. Name: Ivan
2. Age: 23
3. Gender: Male
4. How tall is s/he? 5'10"
5. Describe their eyes: Big and lightly blue.
6. Sexuality: Hetero / Straight
7. Race/Species: Human
8. Siblings? None.
9. Lover(s)? None.
10. Any talents or abilities, even if these are included in your canon?
Derp. I dunno, though lol. Weelll.. Abilities would be immitation. He can immitate and convince people that he is like that, and is not acting... Until it comes to answering things. (Unfortunately, this "ability" is the reason he's in prision)
11. Any talents and abilities that are unusual in their canon?
No? XD. Whaaat? XD
12. What's their religion/belief system?
I don't believe he has one?
13. Have you ever renamed, redesigned, or reworked this person? How?
Yes, slightly, though. Nothing big.
14. Do they have an alternate form?
15. Are they based on a real person?
No. Though I've lived with someone with autism before, and that would
Poetic PsychosisIn thirty seconds, the next shell would fall. Every night was the same, but every night Lorenzo experienced it as if it were the first time. His throat felt swollen; breathing was hard. He glanced around at the others; young men like him who had been shipped out in the name of honour and freedom. There was no honour in this, no freedom. Only death behind your eyelids, and a fear so gutting, that it carved out your innards and left you a hollow husk. Lorenzo tried to breathe, tried to assure himself that he was still whole, still made of flesh. They had lied when they told him he was ready.
Matteo ran towards him, arms out, rifle swinging uselessly at his side. He shouted for him to run, but Lorenzo remained motionless, unable to move as his friend’s warning was lost in the constant blare of gunfire. None of them were ready.
“The cycle is repeating. It is not safe.” The voice was soft and weak, yet it carried over the gunfire and battle cries without impediment.
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