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Aiden Plaskett
DIR By: 1D30CYD3
Date: April 4, 2015, 9:21 pm
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[center]Aiden Plaskett[/center]
[center]Age: 19 • Vampire • Rank: Lead App Specialist [/center]
[center]Physical Description
Summarized, Aiden is very, very slim by default; as he was in
life. In unlife, he takes on an expected deathly appearance,
blackened eyes and darkened lips (helped along by obligatory
Nobody Loves Me branded eyeshadow, eyeliner, and lipstick of
course.) He sports a trail of UV inked star tattoos on his right
arm, and four cat pawprints on his left hip. Eyes are a bright
cyan glow, catlike, and reflective of low light also. Several
parts of his body, mainly thighs and wrists, show that he has
self-harmed in the past, though he tends to hide these from most
people. He also, of course, has fangs, and snakebite piercings,
among others.[/center]
[center]Personality
Snarky and sassy to a fault, he excels in what he calls 'having
fun.' This usually consists of trolling 'bad' contacts in his
phone directory -which is never-ending, and incredibly
expansive; 'bad' contacts are usually Saints or Saint
affliliated-, designing adware and writing malicious code, and
designing malicious apps and dispersing them into the app
marketplace. Outside of ruining other peoples lives, he always
tries to make time for closeness among friends and loved ones,
and enjoys their time together greatly. A stark switch between
both fearless renegade and scaredy cat, either mode depends on
the situation and his feelings about it at the given time.
[/center]
[center]Likes
•Cats. Cats and cats and cats. •Phones? Phones. •Finding a code
combination that deals the most damage in the shortest amount of
time. •Loved ones and those he holds dearly. •Memories of his
time spent with his grandmother.•Closeness, and having a
purpose.[/center]
[center]Dislikes
•Willful ignnorance. •Technology he doesn't understand, can't
tweak, or can't be taken apart. •Music played a bit TOO loudly.
•Viruses that infect HIS technology, that can't be effectively
removed.[/center]
[center]Backstory
Early Life
Born into a well-to-do family, Aiden never hurt for anything of
the physical plane, despite worrying his parents of his
inclination of the darker side of life. Despite this, he had a
love of animals and their ways, often bringing home teeth,
bones, and even the living creature itself on occasion. This was
always frowned upon, as they would “destroy the carpet or
drapes” and was never allowed to have a pet, much to his dismay.
His collections of physical representations of the animals he
loved would often be disposed of, even despite his best attempts
to hide their found remnants, in boxes under stairs or under the
bed. Though the family often hung trophies of hunted prey, Aiden
saw this in stark contrast of ethics, rather wanting to see the
living creature, and seeing dropped artifacts as gifts for his
appreciation of them. He had many other ways of concerning his
parents; rather wanting to play alone than with others, making
ingenious models from found materials, and wanting to rather
read and play on his personal computer than anything. Hating how
other kids would view him as a weaker being, due to his lack of
stature, he would retreat into his own hobbies. Also having
little to no interest in the opposite sex, even early on, this
caused his parents to completely disdain his ways, and he was
forced into a school for problematic children. Out of protest
and even anger, he would often set off alarms, and his
mischievous side held reign for his entire time attending. At
this time he would figure out just exactly what his
technological interests could do for him, once frying a computer
from a badly written code. Other than causing property damage,
he would often trip security systems, resulting in accidental
recess, much to his joy. After so much damage, however, he was
sent home, being labeled a “lost cause”, and “outside of their
reach”, other than outright fear that he would completely shut
down the entire school. He had started the program at the age of
6, and now left at the age of 13.
Teens
Having gone through countless programs to ‘fix’ his ways, his
parents all but gave up. Aiden would continue to fight them at
every turn, convinced he wasn’t ‘broken’. One of these continued
attempts sent him to America, where it would be the first time
he gladly went along with his parents wishes, wanting to see
more of the world than that his parents wished him to see.
Boarding the plane, he was off to his grandmothers, in Steelport
no less. He stayed with her constantly, honing his skills on the
computer she had gifted him, adoring his company in a city
otherwise dangerous alone. Every memory of her to Aiden was a
pleasant one, in stark contrast to the stuffiness and rigor
enforced from his parents. Here, he owned a rabbit, which he
adored, taking care of both it and his grandmother with utmost
care. He finally could relax, despite the constant turmoil on
the doorsteps.
Early Adulthood
Reaching the age of 19, he continued to take care of his savior,
despite her failing health. It wasn’t her age, however, that
cost him dearly; a routine grocery trip would be the cause.
Driving to retrieve more goods for the house, at an
intersection, he noted flashes of purple, a color he had been
told to stay away from. Not seeing the stop sign that had been
flattened through someone else’s driving escapades, he continued
forward, disregarding the oncoming purple car. The two
inevitably crashed, t-boning them. Though luckily both were
unscathed, his benefactor was drug into the street and made a
deadly example of, shot twice. This was meant to break him, and
only strengthened him, angering him to the point of taking his
grandmothers own protection, firing back, only to hit the tail
lights of a retreating massacre.
Joining the Deckers
After taking blows to his consciousness time and time again, he
swore to give his existence meaning; to get revenge, to put his
skills to the test. Losing his grandmothers house after not
having enough money to pay the bills, -he couldn’t be hired
because of his ‘style’-, and his house becoming a target, he
resorted to scavenging. After being shot at numerous times from
Saints that would recognize him, and fed up with learning how to
live like a beggar -which he had no experience doing- and
refusing to give up his cherished single piece of technology, he
gave up trying to live on the streets, and in a fit of rage,
stumbled right into the middle of a Decker rave. He had seen
them before, finding them incredibly interesting, and asked for
help, offering his beloved laptop and software he had written as
compensation. This was enough to earn his place in their ranks.
Proving himself a valuable asset time and time again, his coding
was unmatched; even capable of emptying entire bank accounts in
seconds. Though he did not approve of stealing, he saw his
survival over the fact of people that could ‘afford’ to lose
money, only targeting known Saints and people of high status.
Living comfortably again, and now having a reason to do what he
is skilled in, he takes his position with high regard.[/center]
[center]• Extra
AIDEN MAY OFFEND WITH HIS MANNERISMS AND INNUENDOS. You have
been advised..[/center]
[center]Real name: StefStef or Hey You Asshole.[/center]
[center] All art gifted by the lovely pervyjrocker.tumblr.com
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, game image from Saints Row the
Third, property of Volition Inc.
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Re: Aiden Plaskett
DIR By: R4GN0R0K
Date: April 4, 2015, 9:29 pm
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