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B A T E S
▱▱▱▱▱▱▱▱▱ "You listen to me, Hitch. Kill one man, You're a murderer. Kill a million, you're a king. Kill them all? Well you're a god " |
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Please engage with caution Please do not confuse IC with OOC, No I am not a serial killer Nor do I condone such |
Name(s): Legally | Alfred Ben Hitch ▫Named after Hitchcock himself ▫He positively loathes being called 'Alfred' Alias | Bates ▫Still in line with Hitchcock's movie ▫Only close family/Friends know him as such ▫Uses random names for everyday encounters Common names he goes by consist of : Jimmy | Gus | Ivan | Charlie Age: Aesthetic | 17-19 Actual | 23 ½ Speaking: Voice | Glenn Rhee (TWD) Languages | English, French, Italian, German, Polish ▫Avid lover of European languages Accent | Slight Brooklyn lilt ▫Sounds like a New Yorker Body: Gender | Cis Male Height | 5'11" Build | Lean, skinny. No visible muscle toning. Very youthful and innocent ▫Although much stronger than his appearance leads you to believe Eyes | Hue of dark and light blue, compliments his pale skin and hair ▫A-17 on chart Scars | Faint scratch wounds on his wrists, knife wounds circling his ears (he tried to cut them off), slight indent in chest due to a broken rib's shitty healing job ▫ Either self induced, or caused by victim's of his that tried to beat him up and get away Hair | Dirty Blonde Scent | wood varnish, rotting paper and blood Species | All Human Relations: Preference | Bisexual Status | Unattached Uninterested ▫Fore who could ever love a beast? |
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Video here From far away, Bates is a relatively decent guy. Polite and reserved, a writer of pleasant stories. He'll hold doors open for just about anyone, he believes a sweet "Thankyou ma'am" can go a long way. Extremely passive. He speaks softly, shortly and to the point, monologues were just never his thing. Much like in writing, he tends to have a lack of 'fluff' in anything he says. In this way he comes off as socially awkward, often failing to advance conversations. Why should he spend time trying to branch out with others when he's got a whole sleuth of voices to chat with in his head? A closer look at the boy and one will eventually unearth his crippling Schizophrenia. A disorder commonly found troubling other variations of serial killers. Having been born with a greater risk for it at a young age, the reoccurring blunt force trauma to his head and brain caused by his abusive parents only helped it come along quicker. He suffers mostly from paranoia and catatonic versions, having an avid fear that the voices talking to him have eyes on the outside - and if he doesn't heed their instructions he'll be hunted and shot down easily. The hallucinations don't help, and he often sees dark, intimidating figures with guns, knives or machetes chasing him - this is one of the main reasons he cut down on ventures out into the public. It's not a good look when you're running from something that only exists in your head. He stays home writing most of the time. Selling his stories is the only way he pays for the apartment he's leasing. An apartment that's littered with bear and fox traps...Bate's form of defense system. The voices told him to do it. He listens. He always listens. It starts small. The voices hush whenever he's been good and done what he's told, but eventually another request is bound to pop up. They ask at a whisper, politely and only one at a time, but the longer he goes without putting their wish into action the louder, more frequent and more harsh they get. They usually ask the boy to murder various suspects, they only specify how or why occasionally. The only reason he kills is to shut them up. All he wants is a moment or two of peace and quiet. A chance at a bit of normalcy before they need him again. Aside from the demons in his head using him as their personal hitman, he has a few more negative quirks. He was already born with an unnatural lack of emotion, the diagnosing of his disease only worsening his horrible apathetic mannerisms. He holds no regret for the things he does, there is also an understandable barrier of opening up to someone. It's extremely hard to break down any of his walls and really get to him, as many psychiatrists have found. He absolutely despises being touched unless he initiates it. Ex - He can go into your personal space but you can't go into his. He's a hedonistic killer (Kills for comfort - to get away from the voices) and so luckily there is no satisfaction, pleasure, or sexual desire that comes from these heinous actions. There have been rumors that the killer is also a cannibal - untrue. They spawned from the fact that his victims would be missing body parts or limbs when found, but the simple truth was that in a weak attempt at reminding himself of the dead, he would take a tattoo. Copy one to be exact. He chops the body part with the ink he decides to replicate, takes the decaying flesh home and uses it as reference. He is his own tattoo artist as well, It would be a tad suspicious if he kept coming into parlors with arms, legs and hands asking if he could have the same tattoo as this guy. He disposes of the mutilated body part by keeping it in a special waste bin in his house, It luckily masks the smell but yet another reason as to why he never invites anyone over. Personally, he would like to have a little bit of company but it's hard to argue with the screeching devils in your head. He is the nicest asshole you will ever meet |
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Likes... Silence Writing Drawing Blackberries The (faint) smell of alcohol Psychiatrists (The voices go away for a little bit) Being alone Quick deaths Songbirds A new tattoo |
Dislikes... Screaming, loud noises (His guns have silencers) People touching him People trying to stop him People trying to help him Large crowds Cops, Authority figures Resorting to Strangulation Large puddles of blood Not being able to see people’s faces (When he doesn’t have a voice to go with a face) Raccoons The voices |