Post by Shai Trevelyn on Feb 8, 2017 18:12:56 GMT
Rian Shai Trevelyn
MALE. | 24. | HOMOSEXUAL. | NURSE/COUNSELOR. |
HEALER'S TOUCH. | CLAIRVOYANCE. |
HELIOKINESIS. | N/A. |
POWER DESCRIPTIONS
Healer's Touch;Mastered: Shai has the ability to heal the wounded. He is a rather powerful healer and can repair damn near anything. However, it comes at a rather terribly price. The power itself burns through his hands and drains his life force away each time that he uses it. But it doesn't stop him from doing so.
Heliokinesis;Advanced: Shai has the ability to give light. He can glow softly or even create little orbs of light that will float around for awhile. If he is seriously healing someone, wings of light will softly glow behind him. They are really faint, but they are there.
Clairvoyance;Advanced: This poor healer is actually quite haunted. He can commune with the dead, or the near dead,
and often finds himself scared shitless by the random spirits that pop up and need his help with something or another.
Heliokinesis;Advanced: Shai has the ability to give light. He can glow softly or even create little orbs of light that will float around for awhile. If he is seriously healing someone, wings of light will softly glow behind him. They are really faint, but they are there.
Clairvoyance;Advanced: This poor healer is actually quite haunted. He can commune with the dead, or the near dead,
and often finds himself scared shitless by the random spirits that pop up and need his help with something or another.
APPEARANCE
Shai has fluffy looking light brown/blondish hair, and bright emerald green eyes. He usually wears nice clothes, a suit if he has to, but usually just a button up shirt under a sweater vest thing and black or khaki pants. He wears a lab coat when he's working, but otherwise tends to avoid them. He is always wearing long sleeves. He has glasses and a watch. He has scars on his wrists, arms, lower stomach, and thighs. He also has the words "Scream for me" carved into his back just between his shoulder blades. But the only people that know that are the ones that have seen him naked. Shai is rather short in stature, standing at about 5'4". He weighs around 135 pounds, and is actually quite curvy for a boy. He always seems to look like he's only about 15 or so, and many people underestimate him because of this. Shai almost always has a soft and gentle smile on his face.
PERSONALITY
He's a very kind person most of the time. He loves kids and teens and working with them to make them feel better. No this does not make him a pedo as he does not see them in "that way". He feels more like an older brother to them. He's nice company, though he tends to ramble on and on about the most meaningless of things sometimes. And never get him started about his job, because he'll never shut up about it. His humor is usually dry, but he can be very sarcastic. He's a really down to earth kind of person and really truly understands the kids he works with. Don't get him mad though. He's scary when he's mad.
Shai loves his job. He loves helping all sorts of people, even ones involved in some sketchy business. He goes out of his way to be a nice person, often doing substantial acts of kindness to others. He donates money to charity, and helps his terminal patients finish as much of their bucket lists as they can. He always makes sure that all of his patients are comfortable in their settings.
But despite all of his good nature and kind smiles, Shai actually does have a rather crippling relationship with depression and PTSD. It is rather hard for him sometimes, but he throws himself passionately into doing good things for people, as he knows what it's like to be at the bottom. He is patient with everyone, except those that know him the best. He does his best never to cry in front of patients, unless they need that sort of compassion.
There are also certain days of the year where he will most likely call in sick from work or just not show up. He seems to simply disappear from the planet. These are the days when he's simply too depressed to get out of bed. These are usually around the anniversaries of the deaths of his mother and his sister.
Shai loves his job. He loves helping all sorts of people, even ones involved in some sketchy business. He goes out of his way to be a nice person, often doing substantial acts of kindness to others. He donates money to charity, and helps his terminal patients finish as much of their bucket lists as they can. He always makes sure that all of his patients are comfortable in their settings.
But despite all of his good nature and kind smiles, Shai actually does have a rather crippling relationship with depression and PTSD. It is rather hard for him sometimes, but he throws himself passionately into doing good things for people, as he knows what it's like to be at the bottom. He is patient with everyone, except those that know him the best. He does his best never to cry in front of patients, unless they need that sort of compassion.
There are also certain days of the year where he will most likely call in sick from work or just not show up. He seems to simply disappear from the planet. These are the days when he's simply too depressed to get out of bed. These are usually around the anniversaries of the deaths of his mother and his sister.
BIOGRAPHY
His life started out just as normal as anyone else's. A loving mother and father, who both adored each other and him. He was unaware, and probably still is, that his mother's first husband was not his real father. His parents ran a vineyard in France, but they lived in London, distributing and selling their wines among the people there. They were fairly well off and he got anything he wanted.
A few weeks before he turned 6, his father went off to France to check up on their vineyard, as that seasons wine seemed rather flat tasting. He had called them every night to say that he loved them and to "tuck" Rian in. Rian adored his father, and looked up to him in every way. Then, disaster struck. Three days before his birthday they learned of his father's death. They buried him on September 2nd...
When he was 10, his mother had found someone else, a Doctor by the name of Sven Carmichael. She seemed to love him, and he seemed to love her back. A year later, they married.
He had always been a smart kid, but when Sven became a part of the family, he skipped grades with leaps and bounds, graduating high school at 15 and finishing his nearly 10 year college schedule, in half that. Sven pushed him to become a doctor, just like he was, much to Rian's dismay.
When he was 12, His mother gave birth to twins, Logan and Anna. Logan was a strong and healthy baby, but Anna struggled. When he was 14 they discovered she had leukemia, and even through his studies, he always made it home to take care of her, to teach her things, to feed her, to bathe her.
Sven was always very abusive to him, even after his children were born. One time he was thrown down the stairs and broke over 10 bones in his body, another time he was nearly drowned while taking a bath after school. He was beaten and bullied, cut up and bruised. And one day while
Marie was out shopping with Logan, Sven went into his room during his studies, and carved the words "Scream for me" into his back with a wire.
His 16th year had to be one of the worst in his life. He was doing double the amount of college work any normal student would regularly have to do. And still looking after his sister. But she had gotten so sick, that she was almost always in the hospital. A few weeks after she turned 4, she died.
It was a great loss to him, and he fell into a bit of a depression, but kept up his school work for the fear of getting beaten. His mother fell into an even greater depression, and he began having to keep her up, keep her well enough to get out of the house every now and then.
One night he was sleeping, and had this terrible nightmare. He woke up to the sound of water dripping. He figured it was his mom taking her evening bath, then realized it was nearing 4 in the morning. There was no way she would be up at that time. He slowly got out of bed and went down the hallway, a lump growing in his throat and his chest. The bathroom door was cracked open, and the floor was all wet. As he opened the door he felt that lump vanish. His heart, his mind, everything crumbled. His mother lie in the tub, naked, with her wrists slashed, and the words "I'm Sorry" written on the wall behind her.
His depression worsened, but he was convinced that it wasn't suicide and that Sven had murdered her. She had left everything to Rian, and he was convinced that he was going to die next. But he stayed with Sven, taking care of Logan almost full time, while trying to finish up his studies.
That was the year he began cutting.
A few months later, he was barely 17, he made his way to Tower Bridge in London. He stood on it for a little while, pondering life, wondering if it was even worth living anymore. He jumped. Luckily some nearby people jumped in after him, and saved him from drowning, after all, he wasn't the greatest swimmer anyways.
He woke up in an institution. Sven was paying for it apparently. He was still allowed to study medical sciences, and he took up Psychology as a pastime. He got over his depression, and he moved out on his own right after his release on his 19th birthday.
He continued going to school, taking up psychology as a Major along with Medical Sciences. He got his PhD in both just before he turned 22.
A few weeks before he turned 6, his father went off to France to check up on their vineyard, as that seasons wine seemed rather flat tasting. He had called them every night to say that he loved them and to "tuck" Rian in. Rian adored his father, and looked up to him in every way. Then, disaster struck. Three days before his birthday they learned of his father's death. They buried him on September 2nd...
When he was 10, his mother had found someone else, a Doctor by the name of Sven Carmichael. She seemed to love him, and he seemed to love her back. A year later, they married.
He had always been a smart kid, but when Sven became a part of the family, he skipped grades with leaps and bounds, graduating high school at 15 and finishing his nearly 10 year college schedule, in half that. Sven pushed him to become a doctor, just like he was, much to Rian's dismay.
When he was 12, His mother gave birth to twins, Logan and Anna. Logan was a strong and healthy baby, but Anna struggled. When he was 14 they discovered she had leukemia, and even through his studies, he always made it home to take care of her, to teach her things, to feed her, to bathe her.
Sven was always very abusive to him, even after his children were born. One time he was thrown down the stairs and broke over 10 bones in his body, another time he was nearly drowned while taking a bath after school. He was beaten and bullied, cut up and bruised. And one day while
Marie was out shopping with Logan, Sven went into his room during his studies, and carved the words "Scream for me" into his back with a wire.
His 16th year had to be one of the worst in his life. He was doing double the amount of college work any normal student would regularly have to do. And still looking after his sister. But she had gotten so sick, that she was almost always in the hospital. A few weeks after she turned 4, she died.
It was a great loss to him, and he fell into a bit of a depression, but kept up his school work for the fear of getting beaten. His mother fell into an even greater depression, and he began having to keep her up, keep her well enough to get out of the house every now and then.
One night he was sleeping, and had this terrible nightmare. He woke up to the sound of water dripping. He figured it was his mom taking her evening bath, then realized it was nearing 4 in the morning. There was no way she would be up at that time. He slowly got out of bed and went down the hallway, a lump growing in his throat and his chest. The bathroom door was cracked open, and the floor was all wet. As he opened the door he felt that lump vanish. His heart, his mind, everything crumbled. His mother lie in the tub, naked, with her wrists slashed, and the words "I'm Sorry" written on the wall behind her.
His depression worsened, but he was convinced that it wasn't suicide and that Sven had murdered her. She had left everything to Rian, and he was convinced that he was going to die next. But he stayed with Sven, taking care of Logan almost full time, while trying to finish up his studies.
That was the year he began cutting.
A few months later, he was barely 17, he made his way to Tower Bridge in London. He stood on it for a little while, pondering life, wondering if it was even worth living anymore. He jumped. Luckily some nearby people jumped in after him, and saved him from drowning, after all, he wasn't the greatest swimmer anyways.
He woke up in an institution. Sven was paying for it apparently. He was still allowed to study medical sciences, and he took up Psychology as a pastime. He got over his depression, and he moved out on his own right after his release on his 19th birthday.
He continued going to school, taking up psychology as a Major along with Medical Sciences. He got his PhD in both just before he turned 22.
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