PAGE, Ephraim Mordecai

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EPHRAIM MORDECAI PAGE

FULL NAME: Ephraim Mordecai Page.
NICKNAMES: Nicknames make him scowl.
AGE: Twenty-Nine
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Straight.
STATUS: Single.
GROUP: Citizen.
GRADE: N/A
MAJOR: N/A.
JOB OCCUPATION: Owner of Turn The Page.

HAIR: Brown, on the longer side of short most of the time, and often ends up in his eyes, which is how he likes it. There’s a slightly dated rocker look about it, but not too obvious that he fits the stereotype.
EYES: Hazel.
SCARS/BIRTHMARKS: None.
TATTOOS: None.
PIERCINGS: None.
PLAY-BY: Reeve Carney!

LIKES: hardback books, tea, gothic rock, vintage stores, Charles Dickens, poetry, mirrors, playing the violin & piano, braces, sunsets, the Gothic, museums, moths, baths over showers, fresh juice, porridge, dark colours, the rain, masks, apple pie, reading, wine, winter, long walks, birds, old horror movies, accessories, dancing.
DISLIKES: e-books, vandals, dance clubs, driving, headaches, being in a rush, impatience, remakes, children in the shop, children, people who talk loudly on cell phones, sports, porcelain dolls, being on/over open water, squealing women, materialism, things done purely for the money, tattoos, fizzy drinks, coffee.
FEARS: Being on open water, porcelain dolls, losing the shop.
SECRETS: No one knows that Ephraim was responsible for a fire that destroyed a classroom at his school when he was seventeen. Thankfully, it was controlled and extinguished before it spread further than that, but someone else was blamed and expelled for it.
PERSONALITY: Ephraim is quietly confident. He’s the man in the corner who no one will notice until he wants them to. A well educated and opinionated man, there are times when his polite mannerisms can be tossed aside for an abrupt rant about something he doesn’t agree with or believe in. Ephraim also has little time for people who takes the opposing side on these matters (for example, e-books will never be something he can accept or those who read them). He’s a bookworm, and there are times when he can be a little bit of a snob – but not in a typical way. Needless to say, Ephraim is a complicated man to understand. He’s patient, but at the same time he won’t waste his time on people who he thinks he won’t be able to form any kind of lasting relationship with. He’s deep, and very gothic in his thoughts, but not his appearance so much. However he loves the melancholic and depressive verses of late poets, and finds beauty in death. There is definitely a darker side to him that many may not expect or even ever see. It’s like his shadow, always present but often ignored or obscured by the rest of him. He’s capable of extreme things, which could be a result of bottling up his barely non-existent temper over time, but Ephraim is so subtle that it’s never been suggested even as a joke that he could responsible for any of the oddities that have happened. He’s a smooth-talker, the type of charmer who easily reels in a woman at a party or bar with sweet words and poetic lines whispered in dark corners. It’s only when he takes them home that they might be a little creeped out by his stories from his life and some of the strange things he keeps in his apartment. Still, Ephraim thinks of that as a part of a test. Dating, after all, is mostly seen as a game these days, and so few of the women out there seem like they could handle him in the long run.

MOTHER: Roberta Violet Page, 57.
FATHER: Deacon Samuel Page, 59.
SIBLINGS: None.
OTHERS: Maurice Charles Page, 65.
PETS: Eleanor, Blue Headed Pionus Parrot, Conure named Drood, Hahn’s Macaw named Algernon!
HOMETOWN: Versailles, France.
HISTORY: Roberta and Deacon met in Germany, of all places, but they settled in France after a few years of dating. At first they didn’t want the traditional wedding followed by children, but eventually Roberta found herself with an unplanned pregnancy and they resigned themselves to the idea of being parents. Terminating the pregnancy wasn’t an option after her parents accidentally found out through someone who ought not to know in the first place! Roberta never found out who or where the leak was, but nevertheless, nine months down the line she was holding a baby boy in her arms and they called him Ephraim Mordecai Page; a suitably dark name for the night on which he was born.

Ephraim spent only a few years in Versailles. When he was five, his parents moved to England, where Deacon was originally from. They lived in London, in Westminster, in the house that belonged to Ephraim’s grandparents. There was a room full of porcelain dolls that gave him nightmares, and a library full of wonders. He became close with his Uncle Maurice, too. Back then his uncle was still only dreaming of opening his own bookshop in New York City. He spent a lot of time with the young boy. He was unable to have children of his own, and had never married for various reasons, and so doted on his nephew. Ephraim went to school in the city and was something of a loner around his peers. It wasn’t that he wasn’t good at socialising, but he had little in common with his classmates. Some tried to pick on him, but he never seemed to let it bother him, even if they kicked him down into a dirty puddle and trod on his homework. There was always something strange about the little boy who had his nose buried in books that far too complicated for him, but Ephraim understood them completely. Maurice explained them to him as he read them, and offered him more for when he was done. Ephraim read classic, poetry, the gothic, the romantics, everything he could get his hands on from his uncle and what was in his grandparent’s library.

He mostly kept to himself during high school. Ephraim, however, could cause trouble when he wanted to. He was a smooth talker who used his literature knowledge and poetry to sweet talk the girls away from those who had tried to make his life miserable. It often got him hit if he was seen with the girl who some beefed up idiot had his eye on, but Ephraim thought it worth it, and continued to do it. When he was seventeen he started a fire in the supply closet in a classroom at the school the attended. He did it for two reasons; one, to see how fast the fire might spread, and two, because he was pissed off at being locked in the classroom again by the idiots who had teased and tormented him all through school. Since he had been seen breaking his way out of the classroom through a window, no one thought Ephraim might have started it himself. People just knew he was often locked in disused classrooms by a particular bully, and therefore it all made sense to them that he was responsible for the fire that might have raged out of control and hurt many people. The bully was blamed, and expelled despite his protests and no one even glanced at Ephraim as anything more than the victim. It fed his dark shadow, and he was thrilled with a deep pleasure about getting away with such a criminal task.

Not that he did such a thing again. He moved to New York with his uncle at eighteen. Maurice was finally opening his bookshop and Ephraim was going to college to study literature. He was also going to help his uncle run the bookshop, aptly named Turn The Page. Ephraim completed college and then worked towards his doctorate in Literature, too. He knew he was going to take the shop from his uncle when Maurice retired, but Ephraim liked the idea of studying the classics a little longer, and he had the money and the time to put towards it.

Maurice retired when Ephraim was twenty-eight, so for the last year Ephraim has been the owner of Turn the Page and lives in the space above the shop. He’s still charming and seems to be a man out of a different time, but there’s also a dark side to him that embraces the beauty in the morbid, and the romance in the sinister.

YOUR ALIAS: Kim
RULE WORDS: kidnappedbykim.
WHERE YOU FOUND US: In the eye of the storm.
SAMPLE:

I politely decline.

[kim]