Sin

REASON FOR ENTERING THE HOUSE

•Absence of the left leg up to the knee.

BACKGROUND DISEASE •VSD

FROM PERSONAL FILE

Circle/ does not belong to:: is a representative of the Musical Circle.

Date of birth: 01.08.//// By zz Lev. (element fire, ruling planet Sun)

Age: 16

Height: 170

Weight: 60

At the time of entering the house:9

Herald/ Flyer/ does not apply

Jumper/walker:: ..he is the one who was not accepted into the chosen ones. The one who was not accepted by something big and drawing into its nets. The one whom it did not scoop up, scraping its claws on layers of flesh. The one whom it threw out like a guilty kitten by the scruff of the neck, leaving traces. He is nobody, while not being nobody at all.

•doesn't like gossip. Considers those who spread it to be people who don't have their own lives and have a lot of free time, so they poke their noses into other people's lives behind their backs.

•he doesn’t like his former pack, because they are gossips and, in principle, they are not very pleasant people for him.

•loves to be in the music club room, where, in fact, he escaped from his pack most often. It is calm there, it is his domain.

•God forbid you stain his thing, God forbid.. The guy is so fixated on his appearance, he values ​​the cleanliness and neatness of his things so much that if something happens to them due to your fault, everything that comes to hand can fly at you.

•loves to compose different melodies on any musical instruments. Writes down what she thinks up in a music notebook. She usually puts it somewhere far away, in those stacks of notes that are not often approached.

•he doesn’t draw very well and doesn’t like to talk about it, but he likes oil paintings.

•The pendant was given to him by his grandmother, so it is very dear to the young man, although Sin does not wear it very often.

•he has tarot, although he doesn’t brag about it, but he knows how to do it and does layouts. Not for free of course.

Of course, he can listen to your complaints, but will he take them seriously? Of course not. Still, despite his behavior and character, he does not deny that he is capable of love. The only question is whether someone can love him, and whether he can live with the fact that he will have to constantly take into account someone's opinion. It can be noted that Sin is very clean. Not a single thing is lying around, everything is always clean and ironed. He appreciates this character trait in others. Also, not surprisingly, he appreciates love for music. If you ask him what he would choose, to kill or be killed, he would think hard. To dirty his hands on someone, or to allow the beautiful to be killed..? As a result of all the reasoning, he would frown at his vis-à-vis, and without answering anything, leave. Perhaps the point is not even that he does not want to "dirty his hands on someone", but that with all his pride he still has a small amount of respect for people.

The diamond of this worthless world. A true work of art inside and out. He will never apologize to anyone, will not tolerate even a hint of disrespect, and will harbor a grudge for as long as it can be retained in his memory, and his memory is simply excellent. Fights and loud arguments are not about him. Although, if there were loud arguments, then there are definitely no fights. He takes care of himself too much and values ​​himself to the point of horror to allow someone to touch him like that. He is persistent, and if he has a goal, he will get to it, no matter what it costs him, he will make any sacrifice. The young man can often resort to flattery when communicating with someone. He can speak so sweetly, smile so plausibly "sincerely" that he wants to believe. And many have fallen into these flattering nets. He looks down on many, with contempt. After all, who are you? Pathetic and worthless, not even worthy of breathing the same air as him. As was said earlier, for some he is a real persona non grata, and all because of his narcissism. Some say that it has doomed him to eternal suffering. That he is like a soap bubble, there is emptiness inside him, although he is very beautiful on the outside. But this is not true at all. Inside him, in his veins, blood flows mixed with music. It filled him completely and entirely. She became him, or he her... it is not clear, the main thing is that they are one. Music has always been with him, he was drawn to it from early childhood. Vital and loved to the stars in his eyes, it was, is and will be. Music has settled in the soul so strongly that when Sin thinks deeply, he begins to tap out different melodies with his fingers. Before making any decision, he carefully thinks everything over, weighs the pros and cons in himself, and only after that is he ready to do/say. But still, it doesn't always work out that way, and there were cases when his words or actions were impulsive, after which he literally hated himself for a short time. Criticism is one of those things that the guy doesn't take well.

The peachy pink skin on his back is "stained" with a scar. Just like the right side of the boy's waist. Reddish, as if in bronze with gold, hair almost completely covers the neck from behind. On it is a small decoration of beads in the form of a wreath, also painted almost to match the color of the hair. The hands of the young man are strong, the hands are soft and well-groomed. The nails are neatly trimmed and covered with colorless varnish. Shoulders, broad and stately, always straightened. More than ideal posture and head slightly raised. Confident, graceful gait and elegant hand movements. The guy's scent is the scent of almonds, cocoa, jasmine and alcoholic notes. The scent follows the boy like his own retinue. It lingers briefly near those Sin has passed, as if quickly studying a new face, and then rushes after their king. The guy is picky about his clothes. Vintage shirts are always perfectly ironed, just like black trousers. Shoes are always clean and neatly laced, the laces do not hang down, but are tucked away so that they are not visible. On his hands you can sometimes see lace white gloves, he has three pairs, all different. He wears rings very rarely, but he has a whole collection of them.

..The one about whom legends are made and the ballads of the bird in their morning trills. The one who considers himself a deity in the flesh. Found in the cradle of night, covered with a blanket of sun, on pillow of sunset and with tales of dawn on the lips. He in whose possession nothing is silent, but obedient sing his glory. Who are the rumors flying about? dirtying the walls and remaining in the memory of the House forever. Whose scent trails along the corridors with vines. The one who personifies the bouquet which consists of lilies, blue orchids and daffodils. The one who for some is quite the character non grata. He who has slaughtered his feelings is completely subjugating them. In whose eyes you want to drown, and from the sweetness of the voice to fall out into another reality. The one whose artificial name is lost forever, and whose real one is pierced into the heart like a splinter. He whose name is Sin.

APPEARANCE

Neat and graceful, as if ironed from the softest and most pliable clay that exists, facial features and silhouette outlines. Not bright, almost unnoticeable, soft cheekbones. Plump lips with a sharp cupid's arch, the corners of which are always raised up, shimmer in the light from a transparent shine. It is impossible to find a single scratch or wound on them, they are perfectly neat. The pierced wings of a straight, humped nose are decorated with an ordinary circular ring on one side, and a stud earring on the other. His gray-blue eyes feel like fog over a river covered with ripples from the wind. In them, hidden, sleeps the peace and comfort that people have been looking for for years. They are covered by pitch-black eyelashes, and small brown arrows stretch with their points almost to the temples. The same color shadows line the bottom of the eye, from the middle to the outer corner. Shining shadows adorn the eyelids and inner corners of the eyes, as if trying to attract all the attention. Below, under the eye, and at the very tip of the outer point of the eyebrow, there are kisses of the sun - small moles. The pronounced hills of the collarbones, at the beginning of which they are crossed by a chain with a medallion of the sun. The piercings on the ears are decorated with gold earrings.