KORSO, Malachi Abner

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...Malachi Abner Korso*
*Subsiding into his seat Mr. Blore thought to himself:
“He’s nearer the day of judgment than I am!”
But there, as it happens, he was wrong.*

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...basics*

name Malachi Korso
nickname Mal. And only Mal. Ever.
age 20
gender Male
grade Barrie sophomore
hometown Glendale, CA
sexuality Heterosexual, though he bromances pretty hard.
personification William Henry Blore
status Dormant
face claim Jensen Ackles

...appearance*

hair color Light brown, sometimes appears a little blonde in the sun.
eye color Caramelized, camel-hide hazel
build He’s pretty built. He’s almost always on his feet, doing something, running or barrel-rolling where he needs to go.
height 5’11. But he always claims he’s 6’1.
clothing style He doesn’t care much, but kind of a rugged, outdoorsy type of look. Flannel shirts, cargo pants, an occasional v-neck, some ugly boots…
distinctive traits He has ADHD and is always forgetting his medication. He jumps and wiggles and wrings his hands together; little twitches such as these.

...personal*

personality
Mal doesn’t really pick up on social cues. At all. He thinks what he thinks and says what he thinks. He says what he says and it is what it is. This doesn’t keep him from having friends, because usually his gaffes are found hilarious by the group of half-educated apes he pals around with. He’s the type of guy to ask the chubby substitute when her baby is due, while being utterly and completely sincere and ignorant as to the fact she just has giant love handles. He’s the type of guy who thinks it okay to ask a male acquaintance to hang out by enquiring if if he’d like to have some quality “schlong time”. Mal is inappropriate, blunt, and honestly doesn’t understand why more people voice their thoughts aloud as often as he does.

Mal is naturally curious, which fuels a certain frustration of his. If he could read the minds of others at all times, perhaps he’d be a peace. He isn’t a paranoid wreck, but will not hesitate (and quite enjoys) calling people out of their blunders and contradictions. Too bad he has so many of these moments himself. Too bad he’s super defensive when other people try to tell him he’s made a mistake. Makes a girl cry at the bar one night? Laughs in her face, gets to his dorm and flops on the bed like a male, forlorn Cinderella. Takes a joke too far and see the hurt in his friend’s eyes? Takes the joke further, and then meets his pillow again, occasionally with tears. It’s unexplainable and terribly embarrassing (and Mal isn’t one to get embarrassed easily). He is the opposite of selfish, yet forces himself to be brutally selfish-- it's easier that way, you see. Caring is slow, tearing people to shreds, or even better, ignoring their problems, is much faster. Mal can't stand the waltz--so he never learned it. Mal learned to shake his ass and flip the bird at anyone who didn't appreciate the ass-shaking.

What does he do when he’s alone? Let’s see, perhaps:
1. Streaking through the hallway seeing how many times he can make it before someone spots him.
2. Dancing to Dido in front of a mirror.
3. Swearing at and shaking his laptop whilst playing a rousing game of online Euchre.
4. Drawing pictures of possessed looking cats before slipping them under the doors of other dorm rooms.
5. Attempting to crump on tabletops, using videos on youtube for reference

And in public?
1. Standing super close to people and breathing on them to gauge their reaction.
2. LARPing scenes of his favorite movies with his friends/anyone in the vicinity that will participate.
3. Singing the explicit versions of 50 Cent songs while near old people.
4. Seeing if his head will fit into the bras for the...well endowed at the department store.

He doesn’t really give a damn—obviously, about his reputation, but yet is strangely concerned with having friends—perhaps to frolic with in the only way he knows how? He is loud, impulsive, will never turn down a dare (the boy has no shame), and will probably never get married, considering he masks a sweet, intelligent side in shenanigans and general weird-ass douchebaggery. But hey—for the most part, he stays true to himself—all the parts of himself he likes, at least.

If Mal were to ever act his age, there would be a different aspect to him—one serious and full of fear. Fear of the future, fear of being hated—basically all the clichéd fears that a young person his age has. But Mal doesn’t buy into stereotypes, after all, he blunders through life on an unchartered path. A path that includes frequent amounts of boxer clad dancing, burritos as big as a horse’s head, and avoiding over emotional people like the plague.

The sad thing, though, is that Mal would actually be very good helping and consoling others. Though he doesn't let on to it, the reason he does get fits of guilt is because he can read people fairly easily. This gift of his is far from refined; Mal has absolutely no clue that he could use this to his advantage. Instead, he reacts completely and utterly inappropriately, though the correct responses are perfectly clear to him. He has no idea how to deal with people when they get emotional, and because he's acutely aware of the emotions written across the faces of those he sees, he completely freaks out and shuts down.

Instead of kind, caring, and possibly even manipulative (as he very well could be) Mal just...fumbles and flails his way through social interactions, using his strange sense of humor to pave his way. The list of those he's offended is a long one. And he knows. He's painfully aware.

Just because he can read emotions, doesn't mean he can understand them. Therefore he seems as if, and really doesn't, have any idea how to deal with people. Except for maybe scrutinize their faults and point them out obnoxiously.

Mal is a freewheeling, unrelenting optimist, and uses this particular trait to (surprise, surprise) get on people's nerves. His demeanor may be friendly and approachable, though he tends to be cautious of people, not in the typical way of avoiding any type of relationship, however. Mal can appear to be "close" with anyone, he just doesn't really confide in anyone or let anyone confide in him, hindering his bonds with various people. Not that he minds. The paranoia is like the cream filling to his optimist cake, and bitch, you ain't cutting that cake cause you can't have any cake...
past
AT LEAST THREE PARAGRAPHS
-- we want to know all about your character's past. where did they grow up? what were they taught? who were their friends? did they move a lot, not at all, just once; how did they feel about this? again, you may write these paragraphs in whatever way you feel is best but please have them be at least five sentences each.
present
AT LEAST TWO PARAGRAPHS
-- how did your character end up in new york? what do they think of the school they are attending, or the place they work? do they still keep in touch with their family? if they are awakened, how are they handling it? once more, at least five sentences!
family
PARENTS AND SIBLINGS
-- no need to elaborate so much on this. you can list them (relation, age, job) or write a paragraph on them.
likes
–mexican food, basically anything spicy or beany or cheesy or tortilly
-dancing, though he dances like a white boy, as he should. He’s a fan of the running man and the Bernie.
-sports. Though he prefers to bypass the whole rules deal. Oh, and he has to be team captain.
-Chicks who don’t get attached
-card games
-crime shows with badass, dashing male leads
-acting
-crayons
-hiding under beds and grabbing his roommate’s legs late at night while talking in a “my precious” sort of voice
-those who speak their mind
-mulan
-singing
dislikes
–decorations/embellishments of any kind, especially when it comes to interior design. He finds them superfluous.
-rich snots
-actual snot
-bears
-zoos
-goats. How they eat everything in their path is scary shit, man.
-boats/yachts/owners of yachts
other notes TEXT HERE

...literature*

book title TEXT HERE
backstory A BRIEF SUMMARY OF YOUR CANON'S PART IN THE STORY. ONE-TWO PARAPGRAPH

...roleplayer*

name Piperick Astley
age TEXT HERE
gender TEXT HERE
rp experience TEXT HERE
how you found ouac TEXT HERE
rp sample AT LEAST THREE PARAGRAPHS