PHYSICALName: Everest Fairbairn
Age: 18 years old
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Height: 5 feet, 7 inches
Weight: 133 lbs.
Usual clothing: Black, long-sleeved shirt and slightly ripped dark blue jeans. He likes to go barefoot. Pretty simple, pretty casual.
Posture: His back is a little bent out of shape, and his neck juts out just a bit. It’s not too noticeable.
Build: Not too skinny, not too fat. Not too muscle-y, not too weak. His body is more built for speed, rather than brute strength.
Hair color: Strawberry blonde
Scars/tattoos/piercings: Two scars on each wrist from a suicide attempt a long time ago (Wow, so edgy.)
Eye color: Hazel. More brown than green, occasionally golden in the sunlight.
Mutation: Urocyon cinereoargenteus. Or, gray fox to be simple. He only has a tail, though, no foxy ears. His actual, human ears are sharper at the edges than usual. His sense of smell is heightened, and he now has night vision. Everest has two top fangs and two bottom fangs, along with his nails sharpening and slightly bending into claws. Oh, and he’s exceptional at climbing trees.
MENTALCourage: 8/10. Not all foxes are cowards.
Kindness: 5.75/10
Honesty: 3/10. After all, who could ever trust a fox?
Affection for others: Not too much.
Ability to form strong bonds: Eh. After losing his siblings and the one girl he truly loved, he's kinda given up on 'strong bonds'.
Outlook on life :Oh god, this? How much do you want to know about me, huh? Well, alright… Everyone has their own mountain to climb. Whether it stands or it crumbles, is up to fate. There, happy? Cool. (He’s not always rude, I swear. ;-
How do they feel about people they form bonds with? He always fears they'll either die or abandon him, so he'll either be too clingy or too distant with them. Foxes aren't that great with friendship, but he tries.
Goals in life: To just survive.
History: Wouldn’t this just be story?
Born in: Greenbelt, Maryland (sent away to an orphanage in Catonsville)
Family: Mother- Rosa Fairbairn (alive, in mental ward)
Father- Marko Zima (dead)
Brother- Patrick Fairbairn (alive, with adoptive parents)
Brother- Abraham Fairbairn (alive, location unknown)
Sister- Caroline Fairbairn (alive, with Patrick)
Story:Everest was born to two, happy and stable parents along with three other siblings. He was the second oldest, with his brother Patrick being the youngest. Everest had a normal childhood unlike most, until the fated day when his father brutally died in a car crash. This changed everything. This set him on a path of misery. His mother immediately changed; she went into an almost catatonic state, and would never look at her children the same way again. It was like, she was afraid of them. Over time, her condition grew worse and worse…. To the point where she was hiked off to a mental ward, while her four children were sent off to an orphanage, since there was no one fitting to care for them. At first, Everest and his siblings were scared, but at least they had each other. After a while, they grew to be the top dogs around the orphanage and always caused trouble. It was great, just him and his best friends. His brothers and one sister. If he were to never be adopted, he didn’t care, as long as he had them. They were all he had. But of course, good times never last. Everest knew that, but he didn’t want to believe it. Yet, it happened. What was supposed to be the happiest day of his life, wasn’t. He was getting adopted. Everest thought his siblings were going with him, but they weren’t. He was leaving them behind. Oh god, he was going to be alone. After all those years being by each other’s side, it was coming to this? Being torn apart by strangers posing as parents, with fake smiles and stories of a better home? No, Everest wasn’t having that. He fought and fought to stay, or at least have them go with him. But, nothing worked. Everest soon gave up, and left the orphanage. He left the only family he had left. That was the worst decision he’d ever made. If only he knew that then.
School or job: N/A
Happiest memory: Being with his three siblings and causing havoc around the orphanage.
Saddest memory: Finding out that the people who adopted him were horrible, horrible people. Finding out the hard way.
Anything else we should know:
Poor, poor Everest turns to smoking as a coping mechanism after escaping the lab. He quickly becomes addicted.
