Post by Cade on Jul 4, 2006 19:50:58 GMT -5
Name: Yuri Stanislavsky
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Hair: Reddish brown
Eyes: Sea blue/green
Gang: None
Parents: He hasn't met them these last years
Siblings: Two younger siblings
Enemies: Mostly himself
Allies: None anymore
Friends: None anymore
Weapons: None; he dislikes fighting, but he does have some moves up his sleeves should they be needed
Pets/Cars:
Appearance: He is somewhat tall (about 176 cm) and slender. His reddish hair was cut short after he moved away and he's also grown a beard. Usually he wears darker pants and a red shirt, tattered brown coat and boots.
Personality: He's rather reserved though he tries to be friendly, but he prefers not to bother anyone with his problems. There's a deep sadness about him which he tries to express through his art.
History:
Despite his name he is not really Russian. He was born in London, where he spent most of his life. When he was young he used to be bullied by the neighbourhood kids, often beaten up by them as well. This led him to become uncertain of himself and more shy than he was before. But still, he had a best friend, and a girlfriend, whom he has been dating since high school. The two of them got married and some years ago their three children were born (a boy and two girls). He couldn't be happier, he thought. A loving family, a nice job, and the bullies from school had more or less stopped harassing him. And indeed, life was good at that point.
Then, startling everyone, he became more and more wrapped up in his work, until this former dreamer had become a fully-fledged workaholic. His wife tried to help him out of it, but when he even ignored her mother who suffered a heart-attack she lost her patience. She tried once more to get through to her husband but for all it was worth it seemed he didn't love her or care about them anymore. The sudden divorce papers were what snapped Yuri out of his addiction but by this time it was too late. He had lost them. He tried to forget his sorrow by working even more. Soon he lost his job as well.
No-one saw or heard anything from him the following days. Search-parties were sent out but they returned empty handed and he was assumed to be dead.
But he wasn't dead, just broken hearted and ashamed. Not being able to bear living in his old home and knowing he had messed up his entire life he moved (or rather, escaped) to Russia. There he made a new life for himself, with a new identity - Yuri Stanislavsky. Yuri was born in Arkhangelsk. Yuri lived in a small apartment in Moscow. Yuri made his living by selling paintings. Yuri was friends with the landlord's niece. But the shadow of his former self still haunts him, as a ghost of his former life. The life in which, he finally understood, he had been truly happy. He always longs to go back to those times but hurt and shame still keeps him away.
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Gender: Male
Age: 28
Hair: Reddish brown
Eyes: Sea blue/green
Gang: None
Parents: He hasn't met them these last years
Siblings: Two younger siblings
Enemies: Mostly himself
Allies: None anymore
Friends: None anymore
Weapons: None; he dislikes fighting, but he does have some moves up his sleeves should they be needed
Pets/Cars:
Appearance: He is somewhat tall (about 176 cm) and slender. His reddish hair was cut short after he moved away and he's also grown a beard. Usually he wears darker pants and a red shirt, tattered brown coat and boots.
Personality: He's rather reserved though he tries to be friendly, but he prefers not to bother anyone with his problems. There's a deep sadness about him which he tries to express through his art.
History:
Despite his name he is not really Russian. He was born in London, where he spent most of his life. When he was young he used to be bullied by the neighbourhood kids, often beaten up by them as well. This led him to become uncertain of himself and more shy than he was before. But still, he had a best friend, and a girlfriend, whom he has been dating since high school. The two of them got married and some years ago their three children were born (a boy and two girls). He couldn't be happier, he thought. A loving family, a nice job, and the bullies from school had more or less stopped harassing him. And indeed, life was good at that point.
Then, startling everyone, he became more and more wrapped up in his work, until this former dreamer had become a fully-fledged workaholic. His wife tried to help him out of it, but when he even ignored her mother who suffered a heart-attack she lost her patience. She tried once more to get through to her husband but for all it was worth it seemed he didn't love her or care about them anymore. The sudden divorce papers were what snapped Yuri out of his addiction but by this time it was too late. He had lost them. He tried to forget his sorrow by working even more. Soon he lost his job as well.
No-one saw or heard anything from him the following days. Search-parties were sent out but they returned empty handed and he was assumed to be dead.
But he wasn't dead, just broken hearted and ashamed. Not being able to bear living in his old home and knowing he had messed up his entire life he moved (or rather, escaped) to Russia. There he made a new life for himself, with a new identity - Yuri Stanislavsky. Yuri was born in Arkhangelsk. Yuri lived in a small apartment in Moscow. Yuri made his living by selling paintings. Yuri was friends with the landlord's niece. But the shadow of his former self still haunts him, as a ghost of his former life. The life in which, he finally understood, he had been truly happy. He always longs to go back to those times but hurt and shame still keeps him away.
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