Full Name:
Austin Lia King
Preferred Name:
Austin King
Nickname(s) Received:
King - Last name
Li - Middle name shortened
Gender/Race:
Human | Male
Pronouns:
He/Him
Sexuality:
Androsexual | People who consider themselves androsexual feel attraction toward men, males, or perceived masculinity, irrespective of whether or not they were assigned male at birth.
D.O.B:
April 4th
Age:
25
Appearance:
Hair - Austin has naturally dusty blonde hair, which he has since dyed and kept, blue. He hates his hair otherwise. His hair is straight and is cut in a shaggy wolf cut.
Build - Austin has sort of a twink build- he's 5'11 and has a pretty boy or "if looks could kill" vibes to him. Hislegs are long and his torso shorter.
Eyes - Austin has crystal blue eyes that are like staring into freezing cold ice water.
Skin - Austin has very pale skin from refusing to touch grass most of the time.
Scars - Hehas a lot of scars, ranging from stupid things, to recless things, to his father's abuse.
Birthmarks - None
Piercings - He has a nose piercing, a tongue piercing, and his ears pierced.
Jewelry - He wears two pearls in his ears which were his mom's, a silver stud in his tongue, and a silver hoop in his right nostril.
Tattoos - A butterfly tattoo on his wrist, with the body as a semi-colon.
Class - Working middle class
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Personality:
Sarcastic // Numb // Bored // Independent // Sharp-witted // Sympathetic (deep down) // Distrustful // Resilient // Secretly longing for connection// Caring // Loyal // Judgemental // Blunt // Pathological Liar
Likes:
Solitude: He finds peace in being alone, where he can think without interruption.
Late-night walks: The quiet and stillness of the night help him clear his mind.
Alternative music: Songs with raw, emotional lyrics that resonate with his experiences.
Old books: He enjoys reading, especially those that challenge conventional thinking or explore dark themes.
Sketching: Though he doesn’t share it with others, he finds solace in drawing, often creating abstract or dark imagery.
Dislikes:
Authority figures: He distrusts people in power, believing they’re often corrupt or hypocritical.
Crowds: Being around too many people makes him anxious and irritable.
Small talk: He despises meaningless conversations and prefers deep, honest discussions. On the other parties end. Of course.
Religious People: He has no patience for those who try to impose their beliefs on others.
Bright, sunny days: He feels they clash with his mood and prefers overcast weather.
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Backstory:
(Courtesy of ChatGPT and I because I'm lazy)
The boy grew up in a small, rundown apartment on the outskirts of a city, where life was a constant struggle. His mother was his world—a kind and loving woman who did her best to shield him from the harsh realities of their life. She worked long hours at a dead-end job, often coming home exhausted but still managing to smile for him. His father, on the other hand, was absent more often than not, disappearing for days or weeks at a time. When he was around, he was either drunk, angry, or indifferent, leaving the boy to fend for himself.
When the boy was twelve, his mother fell ill with a disease that drained her strength and hope. With no money for proper treatment, he watched helplessly as she deteriorated. The boy prayed, begged, and made deals with any higher power that would listen, but nothing changed. She died in a hospital bed, holding his hand, whispering that she loved him. That moment broke something inside him.
After her death, his father’s neglect turned into abuse, as if he blamed the boy for everything that had gone wrong. The boy quickly learned to rely on himself, growing distant and distrustful. School became a battleground, where he fought off bullies and teachers alike, refusing to let anyone see how much he was hurting.
The trauma of losing his mother and the cruelty of his father led him to reject any notion of a loving god. He couldn’t reconcile the idea of a benevolent deity with the pain and suffering he endured daily. His cynicism grew, and he found comfort in questioning everything, refusing to accept the easy answers people tried to offer.
Now as a young adult, he lives in a state of guarded isolation. He spends most of his time alone, avoiding others and their well-meaning but empty words. His only solace comes from the things he can control—his thoughts, his music, and his art. Though he keeps people at arm’s length, there’s a part of him that still aches for the connection he once had with his mother, even if he no longer believes in anything beyond what he can see and touch.
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Relationship Status:
Single
Crush:
(Your character, eventually)
Exes:
James Oliver
Familial Relations/Family tree:
(WIP)
Theme Song(s):
In The Name Of Love - Martin Garrix & Bebe Rexha
Facts:
(WIP)
Fog Early followed by Afternoon Showers
