Tryxx

Age: 23
Sex: Male
Height: 6'2"
Weight: 170lbs
Hair : Red
Eyes : Silver
Orientation: Straight
Body shape: Athletic, but not overly muscled. Lean, one might say.

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No one quite knows what happened to Malcolm, what made his mind snap...

Prior to being dropped off at the local Mental Health Facility by concerned authorities, he had been found yelling incoherently at a trash bin, and apparently by how he had been reacting, the receptacle had been winning the argument. Unable to discover the identity of the wild-haired young man, he was checked in as a 'John Doe' (Jon Snow!) and placed under observation, the staff doing all they could to ween any information from him. Unfortunately, Mal was rarely any help to their efforts. Even in the rare occasion of a lucid moment, he would not speak of the past or of himself, steering the conversation abruptly to a new topic or simply shutting down completely if pressed.

Over time, the caretakers at the facility began to call him 'Tricks' (Yes, I know it is spelled 'Tryxx' up there... but 'Tricks' was taken... and I couldn't very well be 'Tricks' without 'Tryxx' could I? er.... he... him. Whatever... just keep reading.) due to the practical jokes he would play. Nothing violent, (Yet.....) just harmless gags like putting a whoopie cushion under a pillow or swapping the name plates of the patients' rooms. At times, Mal ('Tryxx' you so-and-so!!!) would dress in a costume and run around the ward, seemingly convinced he was that character. Be it Wolverine, Tom Sawyer, (I'm Batman! The hero this city needs, not the one it deserves....) Sherlock Holmes, a Doctor in the Facility, really just anyone his mind (MY mind! I MIND!!!) would create, preferring to be in that skin than his own. (You would too.... oh, you would too... Shut up you pathetic sniveling idiot. I SWEAR when I'm done with you I'll... I'm the best there is at what I do, and what I do ain't pretty! Quiet! The narrator is talking!)

The startling thing is his portrayal of these characters was how much he would seem to truly become them. As an example, having not shown any previous aptitude with any sort of martial arts, when running around as Neo (No WHAY!) Malcolm was surprisingly good at Kung Fu. The staff became concerned and limited his time with the other patients. Though he hadn't shown any sign of violence toward his peers (Because I never get to have any fun...) they were worried that one day he would take things too far. (Please.... I just want to be normal. You don't know what you want, but I do! I want cake!) With more time left alone, locked in his room (Locked in my head...) Mal began to withdraw further, rarely speaking as himself or as anyone else. (Yeah, and that sounds normal. *pffft!*)

One morning, when the attendants stopped by his room to wake him for breakfast, they found his door unlocked and ajar. (As if these pesky locks could keep the World's Greatest Criminal contained!) 'Tricks' was no where to be found... ('TRYXX'!!! Why do I even bother... just... you know what, here, let me finish. So he found his way out of the prison place of un-fun funny funsters, wandered around the brick and steel forest for a while until the sparkly cloud showed him the true light, and now he's, we're, I'm... TRYXX is in the Nexus Park. There's so much to DO here! Yesssss..... so much to do....)

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OOC Info:
Malcolm has 4 distinct personalities that come to play. To make it a bit easier to tell who is in control, he has a color scheme! (Yay!)

Silver - This is Malcolm, not 'Tricks', 'Tryxx', or whomever. This is his true self, at most times locked away by the other personalities.
Gold - This is Tryxx. This is the warped version of his normal self. Typically the dominant personality.
Purple - This is everyone, his characters, the people he wants to be more than he wants to be himself. There is more to this persona than meets the eye.
Red - This is the other side, the dark side, the Vader side. No seriously, this is all his anger, all his rage, locked away. The other personalities do their damnedest to keep this version of himself from gaining control. This would be the side of him that could be predatory.

This is an evolving character, something I thought would be fun to play. As such, he will change depending on how he is played and what events he encounters. Feel free to send a whisper and say hello! ^.^

((Alt of Aven))