In the garden wall
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Thread Topic: In the garden wall
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Name
Khayri Mosteghanemi
Gender
Male
Age
??(23. No one's aware of what his age is, though)
Birthday
April 10th(doesn't even know)
Occupation
-Flower care taker
-Lunar Eclipse bodyguard
Height
5'10
Weight
168lbs
Positive
-Caring
-Lively
-Friendly
-Playful
-Helpful
-Curious
-Affectionate
Negative
-Submissive
-Shy
-Naive
-Odd
-Dense
-Insecure
-Gullible
History
Khayri was born and raised in the desert. Later in life he joined an exploration crew to find more resources deep inside the desert. While on that journey inside of a tomb he triggered a trap that set off muster gas. He's unable to remember much besides the incident. The poison left him disfigured and the rest of his crew dead. Ever since then, Khayri has been living alone in the desert, feeling like he should give up on life at this point since he can't find his old settlement or family. He also gained a severe phobia of inhaling toxins.
He now lives in the city, involved in the mafia as a bodyguard for a woman he holds dear. The leader of course.
Sexual Orientation
Isn't sure of his preference yet, but will identify by "I like
everything!"
Likes
-Flowers!
-Animals
-People
-Plants in general are nice!
-A lot of layered clothing
-His mask
-Doodling
-Plushies
-Helping people
-The good side of the city
Dislikes
-Being unable to understand technology
-People touching his mask
-People trying to TAKE OFF his mask
-Poison
-Unclean air
-His face
-People stepping on the flowers!
-No one understanding what he writes
-Hurting people
Extra
-Arabian
-Suffers from amnesia and is a selective mute
-Always wears mask unless he's going to sleep or bathing
-Easy to fluster and blush
-Still has that irrational fear of breathing in poison
-Sometimes doodles when he's bored
-Always willing to carry out any job
-Doesn't understand that what he's doing in Lunar Eclipse is wrong
-If he thinks you're interesting he'd probably follow you around like a lost puppy until he could muster up enough courage to communicate with you somehow. -
Name: Morgan Denning
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Birthday: October 13th
Occupation: Programmer, computer specialist
Height: 6'0"
Weight: 175lbs
Positive:
-Intelligent
-Creative
-Hard worker
-Affectionate
-Helpful
-Caring (to an extent)
Negative:
-Vain
-Totally manipulative
-Ignorant (at times)
-Greedy
-(Somewhat) Lustful
-Possessive
History: Morgan was born into the city. His family adored city life and so he grew to enjoy it, too. And, ever since he figured out technology, he was known to play with it. In his early teen years he was the top of his computer classes and knew how to dismantle a computer and put it back together as well as make programs for his schools. He also enjoyed video games. Before he graduated high school, one of his closest friends commuted suicide. From that point on, Morgan decided to hate life, but with his own plot; Life was just a video game. Everyone could be changed. Everyone was his pawns. (His friend was his Navi that got eaten by some woodland creature.) With this new mind set, he started to act towards people differently as a whole. As he got older, this mind set was still somewhat burned into his mind, though it had changed into something darker: Everyone could be changed to fit perfectly in the program called life. And he was the programmer fit to do so.
Sexual Orientation: Claims to be bisexual but he's unsure
Likes
-Tech
-Cute girly things
-People
-Coffee
-Fluffy things
-Dark colored clothing
-Making small games on his laptop
-cuddleable things
-Ringing bells
-City life in general
Dislikes
-Co-workers who think they're better than him
-Taxes
-Shopping
-Country side areas
-Wasting time
-Rude people
-Not cute things
-Not being in the spotlight
-Birds
Extra:
-He doesn't like country side areas (not enough bustle and 'ladies' to keep him going)
-He enjoys the heat and can be found wearing long sleeves in 100 degree weather
-Has a cat named Mr. Mittens that sleeps on his laptop keyboard
-Tries to think of life as a video game he's trying to beat
-He likes pixel art
-For some reason birds piss him off
-Mr. Mittens was a gift from his ex
-He spends hours teaching people how to use technology in his own time (isn't this great Khy, no more frustration because of technology for you) -
WHEN YOU FORGET THE APPEARANCE HOLY s---
one moment I'm gonna just post a picture holy f--- -
no I'm not
Appearance: Morgan has wavy dark brown hair that reaches the tips of his ears in the front and stops at the nape of his neck. His eyes are a cat-like green that are often concealed between his computer glasses. He has slightly pale skin due to the fact that his job involves computers yay! He has an average build (muscles are average too he doesn't have time to work out). As stated, he likes dark colored clothing. Black shirts, dark blue, ect. His only exception are white button up shirts; for some reason he loves those even though his preffered color scale is on the dark side. Meh wears dark-colored jeans. At work he wears those weird work shoes; as soon as he gets home, it's slipper time b----es. -
Khayri grinned happily under his mask. Flowers! YESSS! He cooed when he saw the beautiful array of roses in the shop. His friend Kaleb did a nice job with prepping them for the costumers. It was his own turn to make a set. The spring is here, so it's time to advertise flowers like daisies, lilies, and of course sun flowers.
He was outside, setting up everything. So far they all looked nice together. People passing by seemed to have liked them. But Khy's appearance caught their attention more than the flowers, though. He was still new around this city. People probably think he's a strange cosplayer or something. People even stopped him to take pictures with him. It made him feel insecure, and like some circus attraction.... His smile went away at the thought. -
Morgan was walking to his favorite coffee shop, his hand clutching the bag that held his laptop and money firmly. Today was the day he got to work at home, and while he wasn't exactly going to be "home", he'd still get the work done without being at his cramped space at the office. It was his favorite thing to do on days like this. Especially since it wasn't as cold as it normally was.
As he passed by all of the shops on his familiar path, he noted that some of them looked interesting. He almost wanted to stop at some of them. Though, he knew the line at the coffee shop would be terribly wrong; one of the things in his game that he couldn't fix. He put his hand on his head, playing with his glasses that were perched up on his head while looking at the various shops. There was a comic shop, a jewelry store, and even a few little clothing things. Clothing bored him, though, so he didn't pay much attention to those. However, something caught his attention. A flower shop was sitting there, almost seeming to summon him. He stopped in his tracks, gazing at all of the different flowers and arrangements. While he had no one to give them to, he did like cute things, and flowers were certainly one of them. A part of him wanted to go see how much those flowers were.. Morgan didn't even notice the man arranging them. -
A mist of water was sprayed on the flowers. To give them that beautiful morning dew look. Khayri slowly backed up further away from the arrangement to see how they looked. They looked great! He thinks they're very beautiful. The bright spring colors has a nice contrast with the darker colored building. They stood out more against the dark brown wood.
Now all he needed to do was lay out the sign. He waited outside for his boss to bring it out. Amii. The short sweet girl that had bright hair with flowers in it. Cute, really. He wasn't interested in her that way, though. Never was. He hasn't had thoughts about relationships or anything like that yet. He was a very innocent person for a mafia bodyguard. Then again, his amnesia wiped out that negative, power crazed part of him he never knew existed.
Khayri sighed in content as he looked at the flowers. -
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Khy is so precious xux
Morgan decided on going to the shop after he got his coffee. It wouldn't be very good for him to bring the flowers to sit at a coffee shop for hours, wilting and decaying. As he moved to go to the light, he noticed someone was there, arranging flowers. While he couldn't see their front, he saw that they had very layered clothing- a very decent design, too. Nothing to simple yet not too elaborate. He admired what the flower person was wearing until he realized he had wasted too much time standing there. He took off towards the light, his desire for coffee fueling him.
When he arrived, he was surprised to see that the line was short (short in Morgan's standards, anyways). The line just barely went out the door. Slightly grateful for the short line, he got into it and checked the time on his phone. It was around 10 in the morning, though it felt way later. He had some time before he really had to get to work. Maybe, just maybe, those flowers couldn't wait.. But then again, why hadn't he noticed them before? He always walked down that street on work-out-of-office days. He frowned, rubbing his chin. He'd get to the bottom of it if he really had to. As soon as he got his coffee, he confiscated a table and set up. He'd do only an hour's worth of work at the shop- worth 3 cups of coffee. Then he'd go get those darned flowers that were on his mind and go home to his cat. -
Yes
Yes he is
He is bae))
The little lady brought out the sign for him. He smiled under his mask and nodded to her as a thank you. He placed the sign up next to the set. The sign was in the shape of a cute sun. Perfect for the sunny weather of course. And on the sign it said "Spring sale." He looked over his set one more time to make sure it looked perfect. He wanted to since it was a special occasion. Well I was to him.
Now that his work outside here was done. He went back inside to tend to any other flowers. And to mend the register if need be. -
darrrk))
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daarkk))
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Can I babysit his future kids
Can I HAVE his future kids
Morgan spent a whole hour clicking into nothingness. He felt empty as he worked. He drained a total of four cups of coffee, not his original idea of having three. Though, instead of keeping him awake, it made him feel sleepy for the first time he could remember. He was surprised that there wasn't much work to do. Maybe his boss would give him the day off since he wasn't needed. After the hour was up, he stood, packed up, and left.
His eyes were locked on the flower shop as he got closer and closer to it. The brunette didn't understand what fascinated him so much or why he felt attracted to the shop. He hadn't ever paid much attention to it before. He'd have to ask how long it'd been there, if he could find someone willing enough to talk to him. He walked up to the entrance, breathing the scent in deeply before walking in. -
There was some business going on. People wee attracted by the set outside and decided to come in to make purchases. For birthdays, hospital visits, girlfriends or boyfriends, all of that. Maybe even something for people to decorate the house with. These flowers surely will lighten up peoples days.
Khayri kept tending to the flowers and prepping them to be in bouquets and sold. He was at one of the counters, wrapping them with bows. -
Dark))
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