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B A S I C S;


Name; Arden Granger
Age; 18
City; Sydney

P O W E R S;


Arden can involuntarily remove the soul of any living thing he draws. The victims are left feeling steadily more hollow and numb, with very little emotional variation, and eventually are left in an almost coma-like sleep. However, if he draws another person with some sort of power, the only effect is that their power is drained for a short period of time, as is his.

Destruction of the sketch/drawing can have various effects: sometimes it will result in the soul's reuniting with the body, sometimes it will kill the body, and sometimes the soul will just float away, leaving an empty shell. Either way, he is left violently sick for days after any piece is destroyed. Drawing is an automatic impulse for him, and unless he is strongly focused on not drawing and nothing else, he'll doodle on any surface with any sort of marking tool.

H I S T O R Y;


The only child of an upper-middle class Australian couple, Arden lived in relative comfort for most of his early life. He has few memories of his parents, only that his father wore expensive suits and his mother's eyes were gold. He was mostly left on his own by age seven, taking the bus to and from school each day alongside businessmen and teenagers.

The first whiff of strangeness came from his pets. Arden had an obsession with art, enough so that he drew everything he saw.

The flowers.

The ocean.

The birds in the trees.

And each time he began to draw his dog (or cat, or rat, or fish), he almost blacked out, remembering only the barest hints of what he had done. Soon after, the animal would fall ill and be put to sleep.

Eventually, his parents stopped buying him pets.

One day, when he was eleven, on a rare day where his mother was free, he sketched her portrait (quite well, he would think later on), and a day later he drew his father. A week later he found them asleep in bed, breathing deeply but completely unresponsive.

He still has their portraits.

He carries them around. Every day.

Arden was shuttled across a series of foster homes for the next three years, each exhasperated by his unfriendly nature. At fourteen and a half, however, he is taken in by an aloof couple, one that resembled his own parents. He didn't bother them, they didn't bother him, and they got along quite nicely.

Now at almost eighteen, with weak grades and no foundation, he has no idea where the future might take him. And that suits him fine.

P E R S O N A L I T Y;

Arden is quick to anger and slow to forgive, a sullen, saturnine thing still caught between a cautious past and an unknown future. His sense of humor leans towards 'black' and 'gallows,' and he's inherently distrustful of everyone around him, preferring his own company over anyone else's.

While relatively normal, he talks to his parents' drawings often; however, he refuses to visit their physical bodies, claiming the clinic's air makes him sick.

A P P E A R A N C E;


Arden is tall and lanky, with jet-black hair and tanned skin. While reasonably attractive, his constant scowl puts most off immediately, and due to his constant stifling of Artistic Urges, his fingers twitch uncontrollably.

He has a complete disregard for fashion, wearing whatever is comfortable, accessible, and reasonably fits. Around his neck is an inch-long tooth pendant, which he never takes off.