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☆PLAYER

Name: pash
Contact: pashchan , roleplaychar@gmail.com
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☆CHARACTER

Character Name: August Marten
Age: Early to Mid 30's
Species: Human
Canon: OC
Canon Point: After going outside, apparently he ran into the alien's in the forest.
Character Info:

Born in Sacramento, California to two former hippies turned urban professionals. They raised the young August as any normal Californian kid with his younger sister, Sonya. His mother Claudia adored forests and nature, often took the family on camping trips. (Rumor had it that she was a bit of clairvoyant and could see things most humans couldn't, but nearly everyone around her thought it was a holdover from her drug-filled hippie days.) At the age of twelve, August's mother died of cancer, affecting him quite deeply.

 

August's father, Leif moved all over the country after his wife's passing, taking any kind of job to kill his boredom and sadness. Because of this, August didn't really have a stable home or friends. (And his sister had enough of the constant moving and decided to live with her maternal grandparents when she was twelve, leaving just August and his dad.) Not long after his freshman year of High School, August soon fell into a bad crowd of drug abusers to supplant the feelings of loneliness and isolation he felt at the time. He spent most of his time with them, running away from home and dropping out of school to stay in Boston. While the friends he had were true and encouraged him to nurture his love for nature and writing, the habits they had were pretty much destroying his health. Throughout his mid-to-late twenties, he went in and out of rehab. (He also could see people and things that most couldn't see in the city, but at the time he assumed that was the drugs.)

 

Leif eventually settled down and wanted to make amends to his children, through Sonya he started talking to his son again. After some years of recovery, August earned a GED and was working as a carpenter in Boston when Sonya called and asked him to come over to Oregon to help her move. He ended falling in love with the state, saved up over the course of four years and ended up moving to a small town called Draper in a small wood cabin at least thirty miles away from his sister, who works as a police officer in the neighboring Keene.

 

He managed to find a job working the deli at the grocery store and managed to remember how to live in the forest again, he even picked up hunting and fishing. Until one day he fell asleep over a tree with his gun on the side of him, he woke up and was somewhere else getting tied up by gnomes. (That really didn't look like the lawn ornament.) He managed to get away and spent the next couple of weeks in his cabin, flat out wary of the forest.

 

After a few weeks, he decided to go back in. Because it made no sense to be afraid of a place that's given him such peace for years. He discovered all sorts of people and creatures living there. He began talking to the ones that he could, and started recording his finding in a private journal of his.

 

One day while hunting, he up and disappeared. 

Personality:

August is fairly low-key, chill, and sort of shy. He can't take much loud noises, crowded places, or too many parties. Because of this, he can tend to get isolated really easily which he tries to avoid. He has a bond with his younger sister, Sonya. And he doesn't like being too far away from her. He tries his best not to get too angry or rattled, as that tends to trigger him to drug addiction.

 

He desires companionship, a friend, or a family of sorts. He had a group of friends he hung about with during his addict days, but had to drop them once he got clean leaving him with few people to talk to. Romantic relationships often tend to elude him and confuse him. But that doesn't keep him from crushing on some girls. (And baby, if you got dark hair and you look like you could be an elf, the crushes might happen.)

 

He's used to the weirder/questionable aspects of people, therefore he doesn't judge too harshly. (Is rather reluctant on the latter, since that tends to cause stress and make him use again.) His weaknesses include the fact that he can be isolated very easily, he can be triggered by an excess of weaker drugs (weed, painkillers) to use his favorite of choice (heroin),  and can sometimes be too curious for his own good when it comes down to stranger things. 

 

Despite this, an innate desire awakened in him to know more about the world beyond humans and he craves any sort of knowledge about them. He does recognize the danger that could come from this, and will back away, even run if necessary. (But never quite keep away from, after all he feels he may have found his purpose in life at last.)

☆INTERSTELLAR

Genre Preferences: Folk, Indie, Country
Choice Instrument: Drums, Guitar (Electric and Acoustic), Backup Vocals, Banjo 
Rockstar Persona: 
He actually won't change much in terms of personality. (Turns out his canon personality lends very well towards an indie musician.)

August Marten  was born and bred in Western Americana, after moving around in his teenage and young adult years he found himself in the area of  Rose City, the indie capital of Americana. The memories about the moving about are unclear if you ask him. He says he remembers being homeless at one point, being a high school dropout, and being a former heroin addict. But again, it's difficult to tell anyone anything specific about that time.

He was in a couple of bands no one with a taste for pop radio has ever heard of but were adored and argued about by hipsters. Despite his indie-cred, he does love major label bands and may be a fan of some of the bands on their roster. He was signed to an indie label before the majors picked him up and made some friends there as well.

August doesn't like to court the media too heavily and has a tendency to be shy and reclusive at times. His fans love it, they say it feels like he's still human. (Well, the fans that still stick with him after he makes a jump to the majors.)    

Ideal CR: Chill dude that doesn't hold too many grudges, can be counted on to write a good melody and step in if a band member is sick, will take some cajoling to get out sometime. In short, precious cinnamon roll of a  stoner beard guy. Protect at all costs. Also feel free to stress him the fuck out and drive him back to the needle.  

Writing Sample:
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