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💔💜"I'm not suicidal if I joke about it"💜💔Seke

•×Nameו
"Heyo, Call me whatever chu want, alright!"
Agel Misk takeish

•×Ageו
"I'm twoty-two!"
22

•×Genderו
"I'm a male, whyo?"
Male

•×Sexualityו
"Seems pretty gay to me"
Homosexual Panromantic

•×Looksו

•×Hair Colorו
Bright Green

•×Eye Colorו
A deep and beautiful purple

•×Hightו
5:6

•×Likesו
The color green
Pain
His friends
Jokes
Clowns
The dark
Shadows
The mere thought of killing himself

•×Dislikesו
Peace
Love
His love life and his home life
Living
Bullies
Collage
Teachers
Therapists

•×Personailtyו
Agel is someone who hides how he feels a lot. He is one of those friends that jokes about killing himself a lot, and a lot of people are concerned about his well being. He is always Super hyper and is good at cheering anyone up, and he always had just the brightest smile ever on his face...even when he is in pain. He is a slight masochist as he likes pain in tiny amounts, like he would cut tiny slits into his skin. He is really sad inside although, and he just bottles it all up until....boom. He never had a good family life, with a mother who hated him and a father that verbally and physically abused him. He felt free when he was able to move out but he discovered that the saddness never REALLY went away. He met a nice guy named Joshua and they were together for 4 years, since he was 18. Joshua had died from a car accident the day Agel was going to propose, and that made him even more depressed and anxious. He still buries it underneath him but sometimes it just gets too much...

•×Scars/Tattoosו
Scars on his legs that he covers with high socks, and he has scars in the inside of his mouth that bleed often.

•×Body Modificationsו
Nothing

•×Familyו
Vic-Mother-Hateful-Alive
Gabe-Father-Abusive-Alive

Joshua-Late Lover-Sweet and Kind-deceased

•×Position•×
"Eh?"
Seke

•×Sernarioו

You were going over to Agel's house, just wanting to hang out like you always did. You knocked on the door and no one answered so, you tried the door, seeing it was unlocked. You walked inside and you almost immediately saw something almost scarring. Your close friend was sitting down on the ground, broken glass around him like he had fallen. He had a pistol against his head, his eyes closed. His hand tensed to pull the trigger, barely any time for you to act. You..?

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