HARTWELL, arete kalypso.

[arete kalypso hartwell]

what if it makes you, sad at me?
AND WHAT IF IT MAKES YOU LAUGH NOW BUT YOU CRY AS YOU FALL ASLEEP
AND WHAT IF IT TAKES YOUR BREATH AND YOU CAN'T HARDLY BREATHE

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GENERAL ; THE GOTTA KNOW ABOUT THIS ABOUT YOU ![/color][/size]
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FULL NAME;

arete (ah-ret-ay) kalypso (kah-lyp-so) hartwell.

NICKNAMES;

téa, aret.

AGE;

twelve.

GENDER;

male.

SPECIES;

bioweapon.

BIRTH DATE;

april fifteenth.

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APPEARANCE; JUST WHAT THEY HAPPEN TO SEE FIRST ![/color][/size]
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EYE COLOR;

midnight blue.

HAIR COLOR;

black. but in certain lights, it's almost blue.

HEIGHT;

five feet, one inch.

WEIGHT;

ninety-three lbs.

FACE CLAIM;

ciel phantomhive from kuroshitsuji.

OVERALL APPEARANCE;

standing at five feet, one inch, arete's appearance is nothing impressive.

he has an oval shaped face, set with a pair of bright, blue eyes. however, one eye is covered by an eye patch to hide the targeting system installed in the glass eye. he has a thin nose and lips. he has dark black hair, falling in fringes around his face. however, in certain lights it appears almost blue. his face is a little pudgy, having retained quite a bit of baby fat from when he was a child.

he has some muscle, although he is still fairly thin. he has number branded right below his ribs, labeling him as an experiment. #45638. there are guns beneath his skin along with several knives. there's a button on the corner of his wrist. upon pushing it, his skin splits apart and causes him quite a bit of pain before the weapons come out. however, it is also because of that he has so many stitches covering his entire arm.

his clothes vary. however, he usually looks very proper and gentleman-like. he holds onto an ornate, silver ring on his thumb with a sapphire. he held onto it since he was a kid, believing it to be the last thing his parents had given to him before he was taken away from them.

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PERSONALITY; ALL THAT MATTERS IS WHAT'S ON THE INSIDE ![/color][/size]
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LIKES;

chocolate, sweets, fruits, climbing trees, day-dreaming, playing with toys, sunshine, reading, lemonade, and target practice.

DISLIKES;

dirt, bright lights, being alone, stupid people, learning, blueberries, egg whites, scented markers, sunflowers, and smoke.

FEARS;

being alone, fire, being trapped.

DREAMS;

to find his parents, to find somewhere safe to live.

OVERALL PERSONALITY;

SWEET, he's generally very sweet and caring. he can't help but being that way. he tries to take care of other people before taking care of himself. he hopes that perhaps if he's nice to other people, they'll be nice back to him.

PROTECTIVE, he's overly protective of the ring he always has on his thumb as well as when his sister and people he cares about. he will purposely go out of his way to defend them and do everything in his power to do so.

INNOCENT, despite the world he grew up in, he remains generally innocent minded. he doesn't understand sexual jokes, nor does he understand that there are bad people in the world who want him to die. as far as he's concerned, everyone is good.

PERFECTIONIST, arete will accept nothing but his standards. however, it's because he is so critical that it's actually very difficult to please him. he can turn even the simplest of tasks into terms of a life or death mission. he can't help being that way, really. it just has to be that way. learn to accept it.

CAREFREE, he doesn't really care much about anything. there's no point in worrying after all. it's easier just to learn and accept things for what they are. no point in trying to change what he cannot. of course, that doesn't mean much when it comes to avenging his parents.

VENGEFUL, he is unsure what it is that killed his parents. however, he knows more than enough to want to avenge their deaths. he may not appear so, but he will destroy whoever dared to touch his mother and father. he will destroy them.

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HISTORY; WHAT HAPPENED BEFORE STAYS THERE ![/color][/size]
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PARENTS;

adonis and thaleia hartwell.

SIBLINGS;

eris acadia hartwell.

SIGNIFICANT OTHERS;

anthea bellarose.

OVERALL HISTORY;

his earliest memory was when he was taken away from his family.

they had been taking a walk. eris holding his hand, his mother holding his other, and his father holding onto his mother. it wasn't safe to be out alone, but his mother had said it would be fine if the entire family was going. people had walked up to them and demanded for them to hand over their children without a fight. but what kind of parents would do that? adonis had fought back before one of the thugs pulled out a gun and shot the poor man down when he was trying to protect his mother.

his sister had held onto him the entire time, and his mother took her last dying breath trying to protect the two. they ripped eris away from him. and they took the then one year old away from everything he knew. and with a quick strike to the back of his head, he didn't get to see a final glimpse of his sister.

she was probably dead though, like the rest of them.

when he woke up, he was surrounded by white walls and white floors. people in white coats had sliced his arms open, grafting pistols and knives onto his bones. he had started screaming louder and louder as they stitched them in set a button on the corner of his wrist. they pushed it, releasing the weapons and tearing his skin open again.

he had been screaming bloody murder, and they jammed a knife into his once, bright blue eyes. the pain was too much and he gave into the black dots that had been spotting his vision. when he had woken up again, a piece of black fabric obscured his right eye. a woman had been standing there, waiting for him to wake up. she introduced herself as anthea. she said, that she was his mother. and as long as she told him to do something, he should obey.

so he did.

as he grew up, arete knew nothing but the small world he had grown up in. he had everything he wanted in the small, white room. so many toys that he could play with! and he never disobeyed, training as he was told and doing as he was told. he never questioned the scientists. however, when he was set out into the forest to destroy chimera, as it was his purpose without him knowing, he had been attacked by a tiger like creature. torn apart without even a second to attack, he was left there with anthea staring at him in disgust.

several other observers had asked if they should take him home.

she only stared at him, spitting in disgust. "just leave him here. he's too weak anyway." he only stared with his blue eyes, reaching for her. but they all left him there, bleeding. a blonde girl had walked to him, taking him to her home and treating him. he didn't understand why. why was it that she was taking such good care of him? when arete got healthier, she explained.

she was his sister.

she raised him since he was ten. simple as it was, things were getting better.

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THE ROLEPLAYER; THE PERSON BEHIND THE PUPPET ![/color][/size]
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ALIAS;

lilly!

TIMEZONE;

pacific standard time.

HOW'D YOU GET HERE;

i'm one of the admins, son.

OTHER CHARACTERS;

nada.

NOTES;

nope.

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THE CREDITS; LET THEM ROLL ROLL ROLL ![/color][/size]
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