Herz App 2/HE LOVES YOUlisten_toyourDecember 31 2010, 01:09:51 UTC
He tried for a complete 180. He tried quiet. He tried submissive. He hated it-he knew it made him look weak and he felt that made it true-but he desperately wanted to be accepted. And yet, nothing seemed to work. His school was small and close-knit and he’d formed a reputation he couldn’t be rubbed clean of. The bullying got worse when he refused to argue. High school became a hell, but Herz saw it as a test from God. He told himself if he could brave the fires of his peer’s tongues and survive without compromising his morals, God would reward him.
Apparently God’s reward came in the form of a kidnapping and torture session at the hand of his classmates.
Herz had adopted walking home from school after a particularly terrible day on the bus involving glue, his backpack and the entire contents there-of. Seventeen and still growing, he found himself being dragged by three other teenagers through a corn field along his route to a tree wound with rope. He struggled, but they overpowered him. He was stripped, tied and beaten. He was forced to say humiliating things and, for the finale, the ring-leader pulled out a knife. He cut Herz wherever he fancied, but he took special care carving the four, long scars across the teen’s face, starting at the edge of his right cheek and right across his nose and mouth. He was found and recovered by the police later that night.
Legal action was taken, but it didn’t matter. Herz was done. He was done trying to co-exist with the outside world. He was scarred for life-mentally, physically--and there was nothing he could do about it. After a brief hospital stay, he retreated to his house and buried himself in his home. The plan would be finish his schooling how it started-taught to him by his parents across the dinning room table. He’d get his GED. He’d apply and attend Hutchington Community College, where his father works. He’d rarely leave his house for anything but church, and never without a parent. Personality: Herz is an extrovert who was man-handled into being an introvert. If given the right attention, the right social cues and enough care, he can be very personable, talkative and outgoing. This, however, can be lost at any moment's time. The other shoe falls, and he shuts down again. It's a defense mechanism. Above all things, he’s frightened, self-fulfilling prophesy, who’s afraid to act because, oh god, what if he fails? He’s afraid of other people because he expects them to hate him on principle. Everyone else found a reason to, so.
Herz has the mood-swings you'd typically expect from a teenage boy who's just about done growing. One day he can be in the best spirits imaginable, the next the sky is falling. Generally, though, he tries to be cheerful, in a quiet sort of sad way. Wouldn't want to be too excited and make himself a bother, you see, or too sad and get you worrying about him. He's a nice fellow about 90% of the time. The other 10% is for when his life goes to shit, as it has a want to do, which he takes very personally and very hard. This is usually when he finds himself lashing out or losing his temper. Mostly, though, he just gets whiny. Appearance: Herz has just about finished growing, topping out at a healthy 6’3”. However, he’s got a hell of a slouch, so that brings him back down a few inches. He’s skinny, almost bony, with long limbs and broad shoulders. As he doesn’t get out much, his complexion is fair. His eyes are large and brown, with long, feminine eyelashes. Typically, though, they’re lost somewhere behind his mop of shaggy, equally brown hair. It falls a few inches past his shoulders, with bangs long enough to obscure a good chunk of his face. He usually keeps it parted in such a way to do just that, in hopes to cover his scars.
The scars are four thin lines roughly parallel from one another that run horizontally across his face. Two travel over his nose, one across the gap between his nose and his mouth, and the last splitting his bottom lip at the corners. All four begin at the far right of his face and end just a centimeter past the end of his mouth.
Apparently God’s reward came in the form of a kidnapping and torture session at the hand of his classmates.
Herz had adopted walking home from school after a particularly terrible day on the bus involving glue, his backpack and the entire contents there-of. Seventeen and still growing, he found himself being dragged by three other teenagers through a corn field along his route to a tree wound with rope. He struggled, but they overpowered him. He was stripped, tied and beaten. He was forced to say humiliating things and, for the finale, the ring-leader pulled out a knife. He cut Herz wherever he fancied, but he took special care carving the four, long scars across the teen’s face, starting at the edge of his right cheek and right across his nose and mouth. He was found and recovered by the police later that night.
Legal action was taken, but it didn’t matter. Herz was done. He was done trying to co-exist with the outside world. He was scarred for life-mentally, physically--and there was nothing he could do about it. After a brief hospital stay, he retreated to his house and buried himself in his home. The plan would be finish his schooling how it started-taught to him by his parents across the dinning room table. He’d get his GED. He’d apply and attend Hutchington Community College, where his father works. He’d rarely leave his house for anything but church, and never without a parent.
Personality: Herz is an extrovert who was man-handled into being an introvert. If given the right attention, the right social cues and enough care, he can be very personable, talkative and outgoing. This, however, can be lost at any moment's time. The other shoe falls, and he shuts down again. It's a defense mechanism. Above all things, he’s frightened, self-fulfilling prophesy, who’s afraid to act because, oh god, what if he fails? He’s afraid of other people because he expects them to hate him on principle. Everyone else found a reason to, so.
Herz has the mood-swings you'd typically expect from a teenage boy who's just about done growing. One day he can be in the best spirits imaginable, the next the sky is falling. Generally, though, he tries to be cheerful, in a quiet sort of sad way. Wouldn't want to be too excited and make himself a bother, you see, or too sad and get you worrying about him. He's a nice fellow about 90% of the time. The other 10% is for when his life goes to shit, as it has a want to do, which he takes very personally and very hard. This is usually when he finds himself lashing out or losing his temper. Mostly, though, he just gets whiny.
Appearance: Herz has just about finished growing, topping out at a healthy 6’3”. However, he’s got a hell of a slouch, so that brings him back down a few inches. He’s skinny, almost bony, with long limbs and broad shoulders. As he doesn’t get out much, his complexion is fair. His eyes are large and brown, with long, feminine eyelashes. Typically, though, they’re lost somewhere behind his mop of shaggy, equally brown hair. It falls a few inches past his shoulders, with bangs long enough to obscure a good chunk of his face. He usually keeps it parted in such a way to do just that, in hopes to cover his scars.
The scars are four thin lines roughly parallel from one another that run horizontally across his face. Two travel over his nose, one across the gap between his nose and his mouth, and the last splitting his bottom lip at the corners. All four begin at the far right of his face and end just a centimeter past the end of his mouth.
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