User Profile

This is a RPG profile and heaven forbid a real person. WIP 2.3.2008



Conner O’Kahen aka Dante
33, Male, Bi, Currently Single
January 27th, Drogheda Ireland
Conner - Delusional and Dissociative identity disorder.
Dante - Conduct Disorder and schizophrenia.

At 5’11, Dante hardly stands to his full height leaving shoulders hunched and head cocked but still manages to give off the aura of a wolf amongst sheep. However he is highly undernourished, his weight has dipped dangerously low numerous times but he seems to hover around 157 lbs. A slender narrow frame befitting a wood nymph then a human, Dante has more feminine traits then masculine. With delicate cheekbones and concubine lips that would better suit a woman, he pulls it off with deadly charm. What is believed by doctors to be a result of years of isolation Dante’s movements reflect an almost animalistic nature, gliding steps, a roll of a hip, the jut of an elbow. He slinks rather then walks, stalking like a caged beast.

People say eyes are the windows to the soul. Amber colored that border on the edge of yellow giving him a wolfish look. Missing his left eye from gouging it out himself, he’s supposed to wear a prosthetic to keep the socket from collapsing but has a tendency to put other things in it from paperclips to pills. He wears an old leather eye patch and seems to be his only belonging that he’d rather not part with. Each ear is pierced four times with small golden hoops that seem permanently attached to them. The bondage like collar he wears is made out of a loop of steel and fitted with a lock and key. However the key has gone missing and rather then look it, it has now become apart of him leaving the occasional scar from rubbing too hard.

Hair the color of dried blood, stemming from his Irish roots. It’s style falls into the hacked at with a pair scissors look giving it an oddly pixy like look. Always bedraggled, too short to comb but long enough to look like he just got out bed. His pale skin color also seems to derive from nationality, bordering on albino though this seems more the cause of remaining indoors most of his life away from sunlight. Scars litter his body in a crisscross pattern covering nearly 80%. Most are superficial but the few that left engraved marks are along his chest, his right forearm and the back of his left calf. A light pink scar dashes across the bridge of his nose, chin and near his right eye. He is often seem with a bandage from some harm he brought upon himself. Often seen with a strange little smile as if he knows a secret and with little persuasion the smile turns into a wide jack of lantern grin and an odd creepy laughter that can unnerve the unsuspecting.

This is a fellow you have to watch, everything is a game. Dante is the higher personality of Conner and as far as he’s concerned, the real owner of the body he’s in. There doesn’t seem to be any form of Conner left to salvage, thus Dante has become a stronger individual with his twisted nature. There is something intoxicating about him, a representation of the animal side of man that many refuse to see and be apart of. He has simply embraced that but unfortunately has blended lines to near non-existence. He has no concept of boundaries and this stems from his childhood. Essentially Dante has the mind of a child and what is more evil then a child’s mind? They act on emotions without care, brutal tempers and wicked tongues and still with a sense of a naiveness. In spite of this there is no meaning of innocence that comes from Dante.

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