OW Kishen Wedgewood Application

6/28/12- EDITED.

A better look at Mister Wedgewood: fav.me/d548nl0

Second application:
Third Application: (mental state before hell):

Basic Information
Name: Kishen Wedgewood
Age: 24 (72 in human years)
Height: 5"7 (5"9 with ears)
Species: Elf-demon Hybrid

Academic Information
Level: Beginner
Current Classes: SHD 103- shadow melting, SHM 101, OTW 101.
Passed Classes: ---
Experience: 20

Personal Information:
Likes:
Reading
Books
Libraries
Learning
Spells
Dark places
Alternative Music
Silence
Dislikes
Rain (makes him melt)
Loud sounds
Television (unless for the news)
People tweaking his ears
Obnoxious people
Being approached from the right
Heat
Being associated with fairies
Fears:
-Hellhounds (he fears they're dead dogs come back for revenge)
-Monsoons
-Being attacked from the right
Goals:
•To read every book in the Otherworlde library
•To publish 100 novels (though he doubts with only 7 that he'll ever make it that far.)
•To be able to manage both his "day"(East Anderson High) and "night" (Otherworlde) classes without breaking down.
•To find out who his father is. With all of the demons and such in OW he wonders if his father could be a student... or a teacher.

Personality
Very cocky, always thinks he's right even when he's quite clearly wrong, can be witty although there's always a point where his wit runs out, very intelligent, eager to learn, and always tense, even in a calm setting.
History:
Born in a desolate forest in Northern Canada he lived life with his Elfen mother and never met his father. At age five, a sudden, unexpected monsoon came to where he lived, and the rain caused his mother to melt before his very eyes. Alone and afraid, he ran off to America where he was not accepted by the government. At one point, he was attacked by the NBPA (National Bureau for Paranormal Activity) and beaten so hard that he lost all sight in his right eye. No one knows what happened to those officers after that. From that day on, Kishen made it his goal to learn how to survive on the streets. He used books as escapism, for their worlds provided him with a new world to dive into and a different life to explore with every page. As he grew he found new and different ways to disguise himself in society, though he wanted to be known for who he really was. When he first heard of Otherworlde, he immediately signed up in hopes that he could be himself and explore the vast walls of literature in the library that he had never seen before.

Misc Information:
When angered or threatened, his eyes will start to glow a whitish-purple, and his mind will flood with all of the knowledge of any nearby literature that he had read. However, this can cause him to be unresponsive, and depending on the novels by him, prone to kill.
He has the ability to send someone's mind into whatever they're reading. If they were reading Little Red Riding Hood, they would smell the warm muffins, see the vast forest, feel the leaves against their skin and the red riding hood swishing behind them, etc. In actuality, they would just be staring at a book. But knowing Kishen, if it was someone he didn't like and he made them read Three Little Pigs, he'd give them the pleasure of being the wolf until the very end where they'd feel every bit of pain as their skin began to boil and melt off.
If he's not reading, he's writing in his journal or log. He hates when people call it a diary.
As a form of defense, his fangs secrete a venom that could paralyze a person for a very brief amount of time (7 seconds at the most). While it doesn't do that much for him, it does allow him the opportunity to flee.
He has a tendency to judge people permanently based on first impressions. If he hates you, like a bitchy girl he'll hold a grudge against you until the end of time.
His diet mainly consists of cats, dogs, badgers, groundhogs, and other animals like that.
He detests it with a burning passion when people call him a fairy, and probably attack anyone who tries to say so.

Roleplay Information
Chatroom Availability:
When I'm not working on commissions or projects (the list is on my profile) I will try to be on as much as I can, but I definitely can't be on past 9:00 CST which is also 7:00 WST, 10:00 EST, 3:00 AM Dublin Time and 4:00 AM Berlin Time.
IM Availability:
I have none... If you need to contact me note me.

Script Sample:
Kishen: *The color drains from his face as he stares at the photograph before him. While he liked the picture of him with his journal, he was not too happy with the closeup of his face, especially on a form that others could access.* How the hell did it get a picture of me showing my blind eye?! *In an effort to calm himself he sucked in a deep breath, hoping to clear his head so that he could think the situation through.* I wonder... *He thought aloud to himself.*
Paragraph Sample:
Grabbing his bag off of the floor, Kishen opened it up and took out a singled black marker. An impish grin crossed his face, fangs gleaming maliciously. Popping the cap off of the marker with his thumb, he pressed its black fabric tip to the paper and scribbled back and forth across the picture of his face. Eat that school! he thought with spite. Proud of his work, he held his picture high up above him, pride rising in his chest. "Now no one will know..." Suddenly, the permanent ink vanished, and so did his smile. "DAMNIT!" he exclaimed, distressed. His eyes darted over to the people around him, their critical stares causing him to feel uneasy. Sheepishly, he laughed it off and adjusted the hair over his blind eye. "Sorry about that, nothing to see here," he said reassuringly.

I'm much more comfortable with script, but I can do both!

Quotes
-"Do you really think I care about your stupid table? Hell, if I wanted to be over there I would, regardless of whether you invited me or not. I just don't want my personal space tainted by an ignorant bastard like yourself."
-"DAMN YOU I AM NOT A F***ING FAIRY!!!!"
-"Some people are just sensitive to noise... not death."
-"Good, not Stephen King. Perhaps for the better, especially after last time..."