Bolts
Day Dreamer Deluxe
Name:
Diarmaid "Moddy" Brody
Age:
12
Gender: Male
Gender identity:
Male
Appearance: (1 pargraph description, you can also add a reasonably-sized pic)
This little lad stands around 5'5" which makes his lanky like appearance even more obvious. While he is still a child, much of the hard labor doesn't seem to show on his body, not very much muscle is seen on him though he is still physically able to do work. Usually he will be covered in soot and ash due to is job so seeing his face clean is rather rare, however, he does have reddish brown hair and freckles go along the top of his cheeks and nose. He normally wears a Chimney Sweep Cap everywhere he goes which is also stained black from ash. Should he get a chance at washing his clothing, he has shorts with suspenders similar to the picture, however he has a small tattered coat covering his stained white shirt. Other notable things would be his callous hands and bloody, scrapped up knees and elbows.
God: Loki
Powers and abilities: None yet
Once awakened: He may shape-shift into small animals such as a dog, cat, and possibly a bird. He would also be able to change his appearance to match other humans as the strain on his body is far less than turning into an animal.
Minor strength improvement. It is no where near as powerful as Thor's would be but he is still strong in his own right.
Weapons:
[SIZE= 18px]Chimney[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px] Sweep broom and a sling shot. [/SIZE]
Personality: (min 2 good paragraphs)
[SIZE= 18px]Diarmiad has a bit of a streak with getting into trouble. Whether it is is getting caught stealing or even pranking wealthy or higher officials, he always seems to slip away even during a big event. He will pin the actions on others normally with his silver [/SIZE][SIZE= 18px]tongue[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px] and laugh about it later. The only time he really gets involved is when the issue affects him once again in some manner or if his urchin gang gets in trouble. He tends to be a "[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px]cowared[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px]" of sorts. It isn't that he is fearful, he just would rather stay out of the blame while laughing about the whole thing. Though he will run away from the trouble, his is quite confident in his own abilities. Stealing, messing, and pranking people is quite easy and sometimes he enjoys getting caught just for the thrill of running away. When it comes the rich especially, he will do everything in his power to insult them and mess with their stuff should he get the chance. Even better when he can make the think it was caused by something else like an animal. This is behind the reason that he blames the rich for being so rich. Since he grew up poor, he has had to go through so much hardship and loss that deep down, he just hates them for what they stand for. An unreachable peak and the only way he can bring them down is by insulting their very living. [/SIZE]
Though he can come off as rude and uncaring towards people, when it comes to his urchin family, he will help in anyway he can. Just like him, they had to go through hardships and he understands their feelings. They remind him of better times when he still had his old family. He still gets chummy with his urchin family in his own little way. Jokingly roasting them for no reason and playing harmless pranks on them unlike the rich where he goes full out. At the end of the day though, he is there defending them if trouble arises from a different gang or authority. Living poor means he has to take what he can get, and the city has many things to take advantage of. Stealing clothing from lines, pocketing food. If worse comes to worse, he will purposefully get caught by a guard and spend the night in a cell just to get out of the cold.
Backstory: (min 3 good paragraphs)
Growing up, Diarmiad lived happily with his family on the Ireland farms. The produce was good and living was comfortable though they were no where near wealthy. He learned out to farm along with his brothers and sisters for six years. Soon, The Great Famine came, making every harvest harder and harder to preserve. It seemed that nothing they did could really keep the potatoes and corn afloat before succumbing to the sickness. It hit hard as his brothers and sisters started falling ill from lack of nutrition and sickness. His parents were unable to keep them all healthy due to such a shortage of money due to no produce being made. He had to watch as his family started to dwindle every so often through the years. He was one of the lucky ones, only to catch a small flu only for it to be done within a week or two. As much as they tried, they started to loose more and more wealth. In a last ditch effort, his parents sold the farm for very cheap and left for Great Britain.
During his move to Britain, his family was severely cut due to the famine. They had no money yet they stayed together. Like all the poor homes do, every member gets a job working to help finance the family. While Diarmiad got a job as a Chimny Sweep, his father got a job at a factory while his mother and sisters worked as seamstresses. Things didn't seem to look up nor down during the while they lived this hard working life for money. That was until a terrible accident happened to his father at the factory. Injuries and deaths weren't out of the norm for the poor working conditions. After that, the family fell into even more financial issues. Later, his mother would be arrested for prostitution and die in prison due to cleanliness issues. Once that happened, it seemed his family had all but disappeared before his eyes. Some of his brothers and sisters managed to get into an orphanage while some died in their own ways. This left the poor boy on the streets only to fend for himself. He continued his work as a chimney sweep as it was the only thing thing he could do at the time. There was not enough time in the day to get another job. That and it was the least likely to get him killed at the moment.
Not too long after living on his own did he find a band of street urchins. They all were in the same boat as him. Though they were rough and tumble, they all worked together to live somewhat comfortably on the streets. There he learned the art of theft and developed a bit of a silver tongue. He lived a life of stealing from those he swept for and if he was a suspect, would talk his way out. He also started to become a little bit of an info broker as many street urchins did. Being on the streets yielded him many opportunities to overhear secrets and such. Soon he started to climb the ladder of the Urchins and became quite popular among them. Though there is no set leader, many look up to him for methods of escape and such. Having survived all the harsh realities of the world, he finally had a family once again it would seem.
Diarmaid "Moddy" Brody
Age:
12
Gender: Male
Gender identity:
Male
Appearance: (1 pargraph description, you can also add a reasonably-sized pic)
This little lad stands around 5'5" which makes his lanky like appearance even more obvious. While he is still a child, much of the hard labor doesn't seem to show on his body, not very much muscle is seen on him though he is still physically able to do work. Usually he will be covered in soot and ash due to is job so seeing his face clean is rather rare, however, he does have reddish brown hair and freckles go along the top of his cheeks and nose. He normally wears a Chimney Sweep Cap everywhere he goes which is also stained black from ash. Should he get a chance at washing his clothing, he has shorts with suspenders similar to the picture, however he has a small tattered coat covering his stained white shirt. Other notable things would be his callous hands and bloody, scrapped up knees and elbows.
God: Loki
Powers and abilities: None yet
Once awakened: He may shape-shift into small animals such as a dog, cat, and possibly a bird. He would also be able to change his appearance to match other humans as the strain on his body is far less than turning into an animal.
Minor strength improvement. It is no where near as powerful as Thor's would be but he is still strong in his own right.
Weapons:
[SIZE= 18px]Chimney[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px] Sweep broom and a sling shot. [/SIZE]
Personality: (min 2 good paragraphs)
[SIZE= 18px]Diarmiad has a bit of a streak with getting into trouble. Whether it is is getting caught stealing or even pranking wealthy or higher officials, he always seems to slip away even during a big event. He will pin the actions on others normally with his silver [/SIZE][SIZE= 18px]tongue[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px] and laugh about it later. The only time he really gets involved is when the issue affects him once again in some manner or if his urchin gang gets in trouble. He tends to be a "[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px]cowared[/SIZE][SIZE= 18px]" of sorts. It isn't that he is fearful, he just would rather stay out of the blame while laughing about the whole thing. Though he will run away from the trouble, his is quite confident in his own abilities. Stealing, messing, and pranking people is quite easy and sometimes he enjoys getting caught just for the thrill of running away. When it comes the rich especially, he will do everything in his power to insult them and mess with their stuff should he get the chance. Even better when he can make the think it was caused by something else like an animal. This is behind the reason that he blames the rich for being so rich. Since he grew up poor, he has had to go through so much hardship and loss that deep down, he just hates them for what they stand for. An unreachable peak and the only way he can bring them down is by insulting their very living. [/SIZE]
Though he can come off as rude and uncaring towards people, when it comes to his urchin family, he will help in anyway he can. Just like him, they had to go through hardships and he understands their feelings. They remind him of better times when he still had his old family. He still gets chummy with his urchin family in his own little way. Jokingly roasting them for no reason and playing harmless pranks on them unlike the rich where he goes full out. At the end of the day though, he is there defending them if trouble arises from a different gang or authority. Living poor means he has to take what he can get, and the city has many things to take advantage of. Stealing clothing from lines, pocketing food. If worse comes to worse, he will purposefully get caught by a guard and spend the night in a cell just to get out of the cold.
Backstory: (min 3 good paragraphs)
Growing up, Diarmiad lived happily with his family on the Ireland farms. The produce was good and living was comfortable though they were no where near wealthy. He learned out to farm along with his brothers and sisters for six years. Soon, The Great Famine came, making every harvest harder and harder to preserve. It seemed that nothing they did could really keep the potatoes and corn afloat before succumbing to the sickness. It hit hard as his brothers and sisters started falling ill from lack of nutrition and sickness. His parents were unable to keep them all healthy due to such a shortage of money due to no produce being made. He had to watch as his family started to dwindle every so often through the years. He was one of the lucky ones, only to catch a small flu only for it to be done within a week or two. As much as they tried, they started to loose more and more wealth. In a last ditch effort, his parents sold the farm for very cheap and left for Great Britain.
During his move to Britain, his family was severely cut due to the famine. They had no money yet they stayed together. Like all the poor homes do, every member gets a job working to help finance the family. While Diarmiad got a job as a Chimny Sweep, his father got a job at a factory while his mother and sisters worked as seamstresses. Things didn't seem to look up nor down during the while they lived this hard working life for money. That was until a terrible accident happened to his father at the factory. Injuries and deaths weren't out of the norm for the poor working conditions. After that, the family fell into even more financial issues. Later, his mother would be arrested for prostitution and die in prison due to cleanliness issues. Once that happened, it seemed his family had all but disappeared before his eyes. Some of his brothers and sisters managed to get into an orphanage while some died in their own ways. This left the poor boy on the streets only to fend for himself. He continued his work as a chimney sweep as it was the only thing thing he could do at the time. There was not enough time in the day to get another job. That and it was the least likely to get him killed at the moment.
Not too long after living on his own did he find a band of street urchins. They all were in the same boat as him. Though they were rough and tumble, they all worked together to live somewhat comfortably on the streets. There he learned the art of theft and developed a bit of a silver tongue. He lived a life of stealing from those he swept for and if he was a suspect, would talk his way out. He also started to become a little bit of an info broker as many street urchins did. Being on the streets yielded him many opportunities to overhear secrets and such. Soon he started to climb the ladder of the Urchins and became quite popular among them. Though there is no set leader, many look up to him for methods of escape and such. Having survived all the harsh realities of the world, he finally had a family once again it would seem.
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