Post by DAHVIE XAVIER MONROE on Oct 11, 2010 12:45:05 GMT -5
DAHVIE | XAVIER| MONROE
crazy-psychotic disorder-hyper
ALIAS: krissafer
AGE: 17
ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE : almost three years
TIME ZONE: eastern
HOW YOU FOUND US: avery
NAME: dahvie xavier monroe
NICKNAMES: Dahv[pronounce the ah exactly like that with the lower case sounding and not the upper case AH], canni
AGE: nineteen
GENDER: male
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Homosexual
MEMBER GROUP: psychotic disorder
ILLNESS: Dahvie suffers from cannibalism and ADD. He was brought here after eating his entire family except his twin brother Dexter
LIKES:
+flesh
+ eating people
+ his twin brother
+ piercings
+ crayons
DISLIKES:
+fish
+ people
+ 'normal' food
+ silence
+ guards
HABITS:
+nawing on peoples arms
+screaming
QUIRKS:
+constantly bites his lip
+ pulls at hair
PERSONALITY:
Dahvie has a warm lovable personality. Well, if your definition of lovable is cannibalism that is. He has a bit of a temper, and sarcasm just comes to him like breathing. Dahvie is the type of person that doesn't think before he speaks. Sometimes he regrets the things he says, and sometimes he doesn't. It depends on the day of the week and the mood he's in. But besides all that, he could be a very sweet person at times. He's completely random, and has a very bad problem with paying attention.
You don't want to get too close to Dahvie however. He may seem ditzy and like he isn't paying attention, but on the inside he's watching your every move. Having Dahvie around is like living with a serial killer. You never know when he's going to strike. One minute he could be your best friend, and in an instant he's sinking his teeth into your skin. Getting close to him is basically just setting up your own funeral. If they could find whats left of your remains anyway. Dahvie doesn't trust anyone, he'll pretend that he does, but in reality the only person he'll ever trust is his twin brother Dexter and thats only because Dexter is just like Dahvie.
APPEARANCE:
Dahvie doesn't look like your typical mental patient. Or like a cannibal actually. He has his ears gauged and pierced three times. A bar is placed neatly on the bridge of his nose, and on his bottom lip you could find a pair of snake bites. He also has a piercing that not many people know about, his tongue. Naturally, Dahvie has dark brown eyes. But you could never see them due to the colored contacts he wears constantly. Sometimes his eyes are a neon green, and other times his eyes are a black and white swirl. Usually along with the contacts theres a thin line of black eyeliner, not dramatic but enough for you to know its there. His nails are always painted black, or if he's feeling festive they could be a dark blue. He also has matching scars in the shape of his teeth on each of his wrists from when he was angry and bit them.
It's pretty easy to spot Dahvie in a crowd. He's about 5'11, and only weighs about a hundred and fourty pounds. Along with that he has pale skin, and black hair. His hair is short and choppy in the back, but long in the front to cover his left eye. Sometimes he'll dye it so theres blond chunks in it, or sometimes there will be red in it. There was a few times that he just dyed his whole head red, but Dahvie normally likes to keep his hair black to match his brothers. Theres a few times where he'll decide to spike his hair up, but other then that he really just likes to keep it in front of his face so he has something to pull at when he's bored, angry, sad, or just feeling like it.
Dahvie has a very specific clothing style that he likes to wear all the time. When it comes to shirts he'll normally wear button up long sleeved shirts, most of them being black, or he'll wear tight short sleeved shirts. Everyone once in a while you could catch him in a tank top, but he usually doesn't care for them. His pants normally consist of skinny jeans. Sometimes they'll be ripped, but as long as they're skinny jeans he really doesn't care. When he feels like it he'll wear regular jeans too. His favorite pair of shoes would have to be converse. He refuses to wear any other kind of shoe. Actually, one time his favorite pair of converse broke so he walked around barefoot for a month.
HISTORY:
size=1] On November 19, Giulia and Parker Monroe became the proud parents of twin boys Dahvie and Dexter. Dahvie being five minutes older then Dexter. The boys looked almost exactly alike, both with their pale-ish skin and black hair, only difference was Dexter had piercing blue eyes and Dahvie had chocolate brown ones. They grew up in a decent sized home in Las Vegas, Nevada and seemed like the typical american family. They had family dinners, went to picnics, and did almost everything as a family. Everything seemed perfectly fine in the Monroe household, and when the twins were thirteen they welcomed a baby sister into their family.[/size][/blockquote]
She had pitch black hair, and beautiful bright green eyes. Diamond Anabell Monroe was her name. Suddenly everything wasn't about the twins anymore, everything had to be about Diamond. They didn't get as much attention as they used to get, and they werent happy about it at all. Dahvie wouldn't even go near his little sister because he never really wanted a sister. He didn't want another sibling for that matter, he was perfectly content with Dexter. They were like best friends, hell they were twins! They liked the same music, same movies, they shared secrets and jokes, same illnesses.. But that was something the family would learn about later on.
If you looked at Dahvie you would know there was something not right with him. He wouldn't look at you like you were a person, it would be more like he was looking at something to eat. He didn't have many friends because of that, people would feel uncomfortable when they were around him. Of course Dahvie never actually tried to eat someone, that would be gross. The boy probably couldn't even pay attention long enough to eat someone, seeing as he was diagnosed with ADD when he was younger. That wasn't the only thing that was on Dahvies mind though. Being sixteen and having hormones normally a boy would be thinking about girls right? No, not Dahvie. Dahvie spent more time doing his hair and his make up to be thinking about girls, he'd rather spend time thinking about boys. Even when he was smaller he never seemed interested in girls, But Dhavie and Dexter were the only two that new that Dahvie was gay.
When Dahvie came out of the closet to his parents he got the exact same reaction he was expecting. They werent supportive, happy, or understanding. They yelled, screamed, and even hit him. They told him he wasn't apart of the family anymore, and that he had to leave. Angrily, Dahvie stormed out of the kitchen. But he didn't go to his room. No, he went to Diamonds. She was asleep in her bed, no older then six years old at this point. He climbed onto her bed and put his hand over her mouth. What was wrong with him? He was hungry. But not for food, no he hated that stuff. He wanted flesh. Diamonds eyes shot open but she didn't have time to scream before he killed her. Ripping the flesh from her cold dead body, it some how relaxed Dahvie. His cravings for flesh was getting worse through out the days and the anger just seemed to trigger it.
Giulia walked in on the gruesome sight. She screamed for Parker but Dahvie jumped off the bed and attacked her as well. Her death wasn't as quick as Diamonds, Dahvie didn't want to give her that satisfaction of dying a quick death. He dragged it out, until finally he just suffocated her. Parker ran in with a knife and couldn't believe what he saw. His own son, well not son anymore since he had disowned him earlier, killing his wife as his daughter lay half eaten on her bed. When Dexter walked in on the sight he didn't have the look of fear, or like he was going to be sick. As a matter of fact Dexter is the one that killed the father. Not for the flesh though, he gave that to Dahvie. Dexter wanted the blood.
Unfortunately though, they werent able to finish their little feast. The neighbor heard the screaming from his mother and called the cops. Now some find it unbelivable that Dahvie didn't get the death sentence. Surely someone who brutally murdered and ate their family deserved death right. Well instead Dahvie was sent to Aberation Academy due to his pyschotic disorder. People thought that was too easy on Dahvie, and that he deserved worse. But what they didn't know was that Dahvie would suffer a more horrible fate in this place then dying.
What's there to say about Scorpius Valentine? Some would say he's intimidating, others would say he's like a giant kid. His cousin Saphira on the other hand, well she'd probably say the hamsters fell off its wheel. Point is theres many things you can say about the boy who was making his way towards the fire pit. He was in his normal cheerful mood, so anyone else that was there was definitely in for a show. Show, or terrror. Either one could come with the kind of fun that Scorpius brings around with him.
"HELLO! MY NAME IS LIGHTNING THUNDERSTEIN-UHH!" He screamed out in his high pitched voice that he only used when pretending to be 'Lightning Thunderstein' some fictional character he used to annoy his cousin. Normally, Scorpius had a deep voice that would usually be the cause of most of the intimidation. That and the amount of eyeliner he had covering his face. He walked towards the firepit and stuck his hand right into the firey center. The pit was ALWAYS lit. Gasps could be heard from behind him but he laughed them off, the fire didn't hurt him one bit. Infact, he could create fire with the very hand that should already be burnt to a crisp by now. Now, now Scorp don't be scaring the people already. He thought to himself sternly then laughed again.
Scorp noticed a boy near him giving him dirty looks and whispering to his friend. Well, little did the boy know that one dirty look from Scorpius could have him cowering in a corner crying for his mommy. So what did Scorpius do? Exactly that. The boy took off, eyes bigger then his head. It took Scorpius all he had to stop himself from cracking up laughing. Guess you could say he got that from his father Deimos, who enjoyed making people cower in fear. Scorpius didn't want to think of himself like that, he didn't understand how his father could do that to other people. But hey, you got the power so you might as well use it right? Well, that was the way Scorpius thought of it.
