SIND, Onyx Zechariahs

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ONYX ZECHARIAHS SIND

FULL NAME: Onyx Zechariahs Sind.
NICKNAMES: none
AGE: Twenty-two.
GENDER: Male.
SEXUALITY: Sex is sex. He'll bed anyone who'll have him.
STATUS: Single.
GROUP: Student.
GRADE: Sophomore.
MAJOR: Art Studies.
JOB OCCUPATION: Arcade Assistant (but he hardly works).

HAIR: Dark brown, but the style often changes. It can be short to on the longer side, slicked back or messy and he’s style it depending on his mood.
EYES: Blue.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: One on his nose from fighting, and one below his ribcage also from fighting – that one from being stabbed.
TATTOOS: On his right shoulder he has a skull that has another skull inside of it. He has the word ‘Mischief’ across his fingers. On the top of one hand he has a skull and on the other he has a swallow – the same swallow is on his neck. On his shin he has a skull with the DC logo next to it. His right forearm has a guitar with skulls and the phrase “death before dishonor”. A small woman’s head with a diamond on his chest. On his left ankle he has a small bunny skull head with nails crossing through its head. His left upper shoulder he has a skull that blends down into his elbow, on the inside is a blue rose and on the outside is a spider’s web. His left forearm has a flaming skull.
PIERCINGS: Nose, ear plug, ear piercing.
PLAY-BY: Ash Stymest!

LIKES: Tequila, graffiti art, nightclubs, techno music, beer, skating, sneakers, knives, tattoos, battered fish, big dogs, drumming, chocolate fudge, tropical juice, bacon sandwiches, moths, fire, the colour red, fighting, escaping trouble, sleeping, spray paint, horror movies, street art, peanut butter and jelly, chicken soup.
DISLIKES: Romance, sappy people, clingy girls, relationships, his parents – specifically his father, neon colours, art theory, the taste of medicine, camping, dramatic people, the police, theatre shows, scented candles, olives, rollercoasters, having a blocked nose, junk mail, cats – he’s allergic.
FEARS: rollercoasters, being a father, love.
SECRETS: The only person he thinks he’s capable of loving is his sister. She’s the only one who’s ever been there for him, and he’ll do anything for her, but he can’t see him doing that for anyone else.
PERSONALITY: Onyx may seem mean to pretty much everyone, but there is a lot more to him beneath that bad boy exterior. He’s easily jealous by other people’s happiness because it’s something he’s not had much of himself. He channels most of his emotions into his artistic creativity, but still struggles to control his frustrations sometimes, so he can appear angry more than anything else. He is easily frustrated by things, especially things he doesn’t understand or pick up straight away. He’s a reckless guy who isn’t afraid to get in a fight or pick up anyone at a bar. He’s troublesome and no stranger to the back of a cop car. Onyx is tough, and very defensive; he won’t let anyone in, and keeps a lot bottled up, especially about his past. He’s crude and aggressive, and gives off the attitude that he doesn’t care about what people think or do, but it is mostly just a protective front for himself. Onyx has had a rough ride through life and acting like a grade A ass is pretty much his way of making sure he doesn’t get hurt again. He doesn’t do romance, but he does flirt and sleep around like it’s going out of style. He’s afraid of commitment, so flings are the best he’ll do, and if someone gets attached to him then it’s their problem and not his. He doesn’t set out to make relationships and even friendships are fragile at best. If he’s completely honest, Onyx doesn’t like people at all. He finds the human race to be fickle and untrustworthy.

MOTHER: Janette Casey Sind, 44.
FATHER: Erik Larson Sind, 50
SIBLINGS: Topaz Rebekah Sind, 19.
OTHERS: N/A.
PETS: None!
HOMETOWN: Trenton, New Jersey.
HISTORY: Erik was not a good man, but Janette came from a home where love was sparse and she would happily leave it to be with any man who would have her. Erik was slovenly, he drank a lot, and he was cruel. Janette was pregnant by the time she was twenty, and he only married her because she ‘nagged him enough’ into going down to City Hall and signing the papers there. They were married just a few weeks before Onyx was born, after which Erik vanished for a while because the baby drove him mad with all the crying. Erik was not a family man, he was a mess of booze, the occasional high, and social security cheques. He wasn’t the kind of man people who cared about Janette wanted to see her with, but she considered herself to be in love with him. It was ridiculous, but he was the first person to give her the time of day and she liked him for it, even if everyone else told her she could do so much better. When he went away for a few weeks – never saying where he was or what he was doing – he always came home again, and to her that had to mean something.

When Onyx was three, his sister was born; Topaz. Erik had little interest in his children. He was very vocal about not caring about them, going as far as locking them out if they were annoying him too much. The authorities were always intervening, but they never did enough or took the kids away. They just followed up on concerns from neighbours or teachers and then left again. As a result, Onyx and Topaz grew up in a terrible home they never liked and ended up with bad habits.

Onyx got into fights frequently at school. He wasn’t the smartest kid, often frustrated with low grades and seeing the praise heaped on other kids when he was overlooked. If he felt like he had done something good it was never noticed by teachers, or still criticised for sloppy handwriting or a spelling mistake. It served only to piss him off more and fuel his temper. He didn’t like people being near his sister and things were exceptionally tough for him. He only discovered he had a knack for art because he was a rebellious youth who tagged buildings and had a backpack full of spray paint. His graffiti caught the eye of someone who ran a local youth centre. He didn’t reprimand him, but tried to help him. Onyx had no interest at first, but it stuck with him. He had just been out to cause trouble, ruin someone else’s day, and he never thought of his graffiti as art before. He started to though.

It took him a long time to consider that he might be able to do anything with it. He was an angry young man. Home was a horrible place to be. His father hated him, his mother was meek, and his sister was as messed up as he was. It was only after he saw the rise in Banksy’s fame and the surge in the popularity of street art that he considered himself. Onyx got onto a programme at NYU through a specialised scholarship for artistic youth. He was totally unsure about it, and it didn’t change his life in anyway. He impressed someone, but college didn’t transform his life. He had no money beyond what he earned at the arcade, and he blew most of that on nights out to get laid. He never knew love in his life – aside from caring for Topaz - so sex was the closest he came to companionship, and after a bad day it was either that or a bar brawl. Onyx is still royally fucked up, but his art might be the only thing that saves him if nothing else does.

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