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Stats
Name: Dair
Age: around 22-25
Height: 5ft. 7
Weight: (without wings) 168lbs.
Hair color: grey/lilac
Eye Color: orange/yellow
Markings/piercings: seven piercings on the left fin, six on the right, two liprings, two piercings on the stomach and purple tattoo-like shadows around the eyes.
Dress: Anything brightly colored or completely unseen before.
Common places(places he's seen in): Nightclubs, the park and the occasional store.
Likes: Quiet, reading, wine (or if not that fruity sodas), music, glowsticks, rain, cloudy nights, beanbag chairs, nightclubs.
Dislikes: All the people in the nightclubs, splatter movies with no humor, your mom jokes, beaches, crowded late-night cities.
I'm writing down these words
Maybe with the print someone will remember me.
And I'll be passed down through eternity.
But there's one flaw in my faux immortality.
How can I live on if there's no one left to keep my memories?
Even stars die
Deathbed twilight
I guess there's no such thing as forever.
Even saints cry.
Some birds can't fly
I guess there's no such thing as never.
Personality (or what you can consider one)
When you simplify it down, Dair is very easy to understand, but complicated.
Call him Dair. Call him by his full name, Dairow K. Treztion and he'll personally see to it you never say that name again.
He likes all kinds of music. He likes to mix them together. He hates being with people, but he can deal with it. He doesn't see why he can't wear any kind of clothes he wants, including clothes meant for the other gender. He likes to count the raindrops. Someday he'll reach a million. He likes to write blurbs in a small notebook. No person has ever looked in this notebook and lived to tell the tale. Cynical, hypocritical, troubled, and all around human, you have to get to know Dair before you can understand him. And even then you won't know what exactly he's thinking.
Dair might hang out in nightclubs, but he'd probably prefer a dim room with a philosophical discussion going on and a glass of wine in hand.
He also thinks the world is entirely made up of idiots. Including himself.
I understand nothing.
But at least I know that much.
I can't say the same for everyone else.
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