Lanceias Boudreaux

[ N • A • M • E ]


Lanceias Bourdreaux


[ A • G • E ]


Unknown, looks to be around 23.


[ G • E • N • D • E • R ]


Unknown


[ N • I • C• K • N • A • M • E • S • ]


Lance, by his creator.


[ R • A • C • E ]


Many races. Caucasian, Asian, European, Spanish, and many more.


[ H • A • N • D • E • D • N • E • S • S ]


He's left handed.


[ E • Y • E • S ]


He has heterochromia. His right eye is a misty green while the left is a soft blue, almost gray.


[ H • A • I • R ]


He has messy, medium length, black hair. It often falls in his eyes and over his forehead, giving him an innocent while also why appearance, which isn’t too far off from his personality.


[ C • O • M • P • L • E • X • I • O • N ]


He is incredibly pale, pasty white. His skin is smooth and blemish-less. He would look like a perfect little doll if he wasn’t stitched together like one...


[ B • O • D • Y • T • Y • P • E ]


He’s tall and lanky, though he seems to be almost perfectly proportionate. His left arm is a little longer than his right, his neck just a little too long. He is incredibly skinny, the bones of his collar bones, wrists, ankles, all protruding from his skin like a malnourished animal.


[ S • E • X • U • A • L • I • T • Y ]


Unknown to him. Pansexual would probably suit him best, though. He doesn’t know the difference between male, female, and other gender’s, so he truly can’t have a preference.


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Single. Subconsciously looking.


[ L • A • N • G • U • A • G • E • S ]


Every language known to man, Lanceias knows. He can speak to anyone in any language without hesitation. He is completely fluid in languages modern and ancient.


[ P • E • R • S • O • N • A • L • I • T • Y ]


Lanceias is a very soft boy. He is quiet, shy, and reserved. Soft spoken when he is spoken too, as he doesn’t really known how to communicate well. He is still learning how to deal with the modern world, people in general, and hopes to get better at speaking one day. He often fiddles with his sleeves when he’s nervous, or picks at the stitches along his wrists, accidentally unraveling them and having to stitch himself back up again.


[ L • I • K • E • S ]


He enjoys the sound of soft piano music. The smell of incense or gasoline, lavender, roses. He enjoys smoke, but not the action of smoking, and likes soft blankets. Anything with a soft texture will easily win him over, whether it be blankets and stuffed animals, or even just whipped cream on top of a desert. He enjoys the smell of coffee, though the taste rather disgusts him. He is also addicted to physical touch, it’s how he beat connects his feelings with other’s and how he can understand people the best.


[ D • I • S • L • I • K • E • S ]


Large groups of people, thunderstorms, loud noises, yelling. He dislikes cream cheese, blackberries, the smell of ripe fruit in general, eggs, toast, soda.


[ P • H • O • B • I • A • S ]


Astraphobia, the fear of thunderstorms.


[ H • A • B • I • T • S ]


He will often pulls loose strings out of his clothing and blankets when he is anxious. He messes with his sleeves a lot, since he always wears long-sleeved shirts and sweaters to hide his stitching.


[ S • K • I • L • L • S ]


Given his condition, he is really good at sewing, crocheting, and knitting. He is also a very good painter, and can play the piano decently.


[ D • I • S • O • R • D • E • R • (S) ]


Complicated…


[ F • A • M • I • L • Y ]


None