Name:
Dylan Corvere

Age:
19

Gender:
Male

Sexuality:
gay

Nicknames:
•Sven
•Slycer
•Suave

Looks:

Occupation:
Don't worry about it~

Personality:
Dylan's got a few loose screws, he doesn't do well with new people or just people in general. He's snarky and will not hesitate to make comments that "cross the line". He finds it very hard to empathize because of the things he dealt with as a child. You'll rarely ever see him angry, if he is angry he'll just smile and act like it's nothing, and if the thing that made him angry just so happens to not be there the next day then...

Likes:
•the sight of blood
•suits
•the smell of blood
•blood
•knives
•guns
•revenge
•animals
•and very rarely on a really good day, cuddles

Dislikes:
•being yelled at
•pills
•hospitals
•people
•looking homeless

Backstory:
Dylan comes from a family of people who belong in prison and or a psychiatric ward of some sort. His family, while insane, was very very wealthy. Dylan grew up in luxury, always wearing suits and fancy jewelry for no reason around the house. He loved it, and was very spoiled. Aside from that though he was also tortured and tormented, forced to watch videos of people being tortured and killed in gruesome ways. This went on until he was old enough to leave the house, taking his mental instability with him. Being on the streets he got himself a job, worked himself up so he could afford to live his life of luxury. How? By killing those who had money and taking it from them of course.