there are a lot of pics, sorry not sorry :)

role

speak with the dead

name

Elias Costello

nickname

Costello, Eli

villain name

Discord or The Prophet

age

18

gender

male

personality

He is introverted - this meaning that he doesn't mind being in the presence of other people but it drains him of his energy. He's incredibly observant, and is likely to know enough about one person that by the time they talk for the first time, he'll be able to tell if they're acting 'off'. His instincts are on point, but he fails to place any trust in them no matter how many times he realises it. It's almost like he forgets how his instincts were correct the previous time.

He doesn't cope well with heartbreak. At all. And it's obvious, because who he is now is framed by a heartbreak. He holds extremely long grudges, as well. Despite this, he is generous and can decide to be incredibly kind or incredibly 'kind' out of nowhere. He doesn't do it because he has to - but reactions intrigue him. It's not uncommon for him to suddenly give someone a gift, either.

He doesn't broadcast his emotions, and that makes it hard to read him. He tends to always have a very stoic face, keeping his feelings underneath the exterior. But he loves affection and attention, and it peeves him when someone he is talking to or who is talking to him looks distractedly elsewhere while doing so.

He is generally easygoing, though he doesn't let people boss him around much. When he does, he's usually in a bad mood or too tired to care. If he feels attacked, he will retaliate. And badly. As well as this, he is prone to large mood swings. He tries to keep things under control, but when they're overwhelming, it gets nasty. When he is upset, he becomes distant and uncommunicative.

Despite this, when someone is hurt he will lend an ear. Whether to laugh or to help, he's always specific to listen to people's problems and maybe give them a tip or two. He is a sentimental person.

He's endlessly imaginative, strong and resilient. But he tends to tire, say 'screw it all' and walk away when he gets into a bad mood.

sexuality

bisexual

looks

spencer macpherson

something they'd wear

villain costume

something they'd say

one should be afraid of life, not of death.

theme song

Goodbye Agony, Black Veil Brides <3333333

https://youtu.be/f-cxPIOAfSk

likes

• photography

• horror movies

• hoodies and sweaters

• coffee

• bad habits

• cars

dislikes

• nutella

• bugs

• the heat

• burgers

•  flowers

• fireworks

strengths

• He is good at remembering things, due to his habit of taking pictures and videos of everything. He's good at making and keeping memories.

•  He's good at thinking things through and examining them from all sides; weighing all evidence fairly. Admittedly, he doesn't share his opinion much, but there we go.

• He is incredibly good at reading other people - finding out why they are doing things, and what they are thinking/feeling.

weaknesses

• He's very cynical - he doesn't believe people can do nice things without a higher motive, even though he does nice things without it.

• He doesn't speak much, but when he does, he's very blunt. In other words, he doesn't have much of a filter.

• He can be seen as humourless - unable to find much funny. Even emotionless.

other

none

try out

Costello surveyed the girl in front of him, thinking deeply. She'd asked to speak with her mother. She needed advice, help, direction, she'd said. It seemed a legitimate enough reason to let her do so, and he wasn't a guard as such, to stop her from conversing with her mother.

But there was one setback. Her mother was dead, and he was the only one who could provide a means of speaking to the dead. So if he said no, the young girl could - and looked like she would - be devastated.

She looked about five years under him, which would make her thirteen. Her sapphire eyes were not unlike his own, darting around as if she was too afraid to let anyone see her talking to him. Which was understandable - no one talked to him, let alone enjoyed doing so. He was a pleasant person to talk to, once you got to know him, but not before. Anyway, his thoughts were veering off track.

"Why should I help you?" He asked, his voice a tad louder than he'd anticipated, gravelly due to the fact he hadn't used it in a while. If you were given a voice and a brain, you had to choose one or the other. Not both. "I'm not getting anything in return, and I do not know you enough to even consider giving it to you for free." Unlike his nature, his lips twisted into a sneer. What the girl didn't know, was that he'd probably end up letting her converse anyway.

He could do so many things now. He could make her go insane, blasting the voices of the dead in her mind until she was begging for him to stop.

He could lie to her, give her the voice of a madwoman and put it off as her mother.

But as always, his conscience got the better of him.

As almost always.