♡I'm always so happy, so how do I stop being so sad?♡

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☆Name☆

"My name's Tristan! Nice to meet you," he greeted cheerfully.

(Tristian Lee/707)

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☆Nickname☆

"My friends call me Tris," he smiled.

(Tris, Moon, Crescent)

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☆Age☆

"I'm about eighteen... or nineteen... or twenty... Somewhere around there," he said.

(709, immortal, looks around 18-20)

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☆Gender☆

"Aw, isn't it obvious?" He pouted.

(Male)

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☆Sexuality☆

"People of all sorts," he replied.

(Pansexual)

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☆Family☆

He simply shrugged.

(Technically a mother and father)

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☆Appearance☆

Reaper looks

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☆Height☆

Normal: 5"10

Reaper: 7"7

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☆Eye Colour☆

Brown

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☆Species☆

Reaper

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☆Nationality☆

"I'm from the U.S. of A!" He chirped.

(American)

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☆Personality☆

"Happy," he told you.

(Seemingly cheerful, energetic, sorrowful, is cold in reaper form, friendly)

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☆Likes☆

"Hm... I like blue!" Tristan answered.

(The moon, happiness, friendship, blue, kittens)

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☆Dislikes☆

Tristan awkwardly chuckled, not answering.

(Sadness, his host body, clothes that show even small amounts of skin, doctors, frogs)

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☆Strengths☆

"Uh... don't know! You tell me!" He giggled.

- When he's in his reaper form, he's extremely strong and fast

- He can see people's souls to instantly identify what they are and if they're good or bad

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☆Weaknesses☆

"Well... that's a long list," Tris mumbled.

- The host body he chose has depression, which carries over to him

- As a reaper, he can only focus on the goal he set himself before transforming

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☆Backstory☆

As per normal for reapers, he spent five years developing as a conscious in an animal and shadowed another reaper. After those five hundred years, he chose a host body to inhabit. Unfortunately the person he inhabited had depression. This effects Tristan, since a reapers' personality is heavily impacted by their host body.

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☆Fears☆

"I hate doctors," he admitted.

(Doctors)

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☆Other☆

His reaper birth number is 701.

He has bandages covering up his entire chest and his arms.

He has a glass bottle attached to his belt in reaper forms, which he collects souls in.

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☆Scenario 1☆

You were wondering the streets the previous night, a chill running down your spine as you did. You could have sworn you saw something giant with dead eyes, looking right at you.

The next day, a boy transferred to your school who had blank eyes and a massive smile. The teacher introduced him as Tristan Lee and asked the class for someone to be his buddy for a little. What do you do?

☆Scenario 2☆

Make it up!