Name: Trine Rosencrantz
Age: 16
Height: 5'10"
Weight: 157 lbs.
Appearance: Medium length shaggy black hair with white strips. His left eye is blue, and his right eye is blood red with a slit pupil, like a cat. He generally wears the school uniform most of the time, but he has casual clothes that he wears every now and then. The uniform consists of a red button-up jacket(he wears it open), a long sleeved black shirt, red slacks, black leather shoes, and a red tie. Around his right wrist is a silver bracelet with a beautiful black diamond embedded in it.
Personality: He is very cold and detached from the rest of his classmates, and will only talk to another person if it is absolutely required. As such, he has no friends, but that is fine with him. He is a super genius, and spends most of his time reading.
History: 6 months ago, Trine transferred to Merrieta Academy, a prestigious private school reserved for the very rich and talented. The students immediately tried to take him into one of their own social groups, but he refused to talk to any of them, which in turn made him not so popular. Most kids left him alone, but one, Darin Stark, became extremely interested in him. He was convinced that Trine was some kind of alien or supernatural being.
He was right. In reality, Trine died before he was born. This put him in a special position since he could not accurately be judged. Usually, such lives would be sent to Limbo before they were reborn, however, he was chosen to become a Reaper. Reapers have 3 main jobs. Just by existing, they cause souls within their area to pass over. Their second job is to help trapped souls(those bound to the world by love, hate, jealousy, etc etc) to pass on. And then, to destroy the undead which plague the living world.
That's all for now I suppose. Hopefully it seems interesting or something to you guys ^_^;;









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In the wake of this fire
That once tried to drown me
I cast out my bitterness
And hope that I'm found free.
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Starting to Draw from peer pressure!
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In the wake of this fire
That once tried to drown me
I cast out my bitterness
And hope that I'm found free.
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Starting to Draw from peer pressure!
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In the wake of this fire
That once tried to drown me
I cast out my bitterness
And hope that I'm found free.
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Whateva'
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