asketill doctor

[asketill doctor]

[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellpadding,0,true][atrb=valign, top][atrb=cellspacing,0,true][atrb=style, border: 10px solid #f1e3b4; width: 450px; background-color: #f6f7f1;][STYLE=font-family: courier new; font-size: 36px; color: #191919; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]PERMANENT FILE[/style][STYLE=float: right; margin: 10px 10px 0px 0px; padding: 2px; border: 1px solid #000000;][/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]NAME: asketill epsen doctor. AGE: eighteen. GRADE: senior. SEXUALITY: bisexual. OCCUPATION: none, he's too devoted to his studies. HEIGHT: five feet, nine inches. WEIGHT: one hundred and thirty-one pounds. FACE CLAIM: DURARARA, rokujo chikage PERSONALITY TRAITS:[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] decisive determined generous responsible focused calm alert independent flexible perfectionist patient observant pessimistic closed off distant anti-social cheerless impolite easily annoyed possessive deceiving lacks confidence in his looks passive disorganized [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]ABOUT PAST EVENTS[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] Asketill had been very happy with his family. He came from a very long line of doctors and rarely saw his father around due to work. But his was a mother's boy anyways. Him and his baby sister- Annie- were always baking with their mom, sewing with her and reading stories. The three of them were close. It was just the doctor father who was never around and it may have been because of this father's side job. Not only was Ask's dad a doctor, but he was a slave trader and eventually sold both of his children into slavery for a large sum of money. Ask had overheard his father talking to a couple about selling them, but had been too afraid to tell anyone. Ask was sold into a life of cleaning, cooking and doing everything for this older couple. He considered it more like being a servant. They fed him well and gave him a room to sleep in, but they never allowed him to leave the house and educated him themselves as if he was their own child. The same went for his sister, who was barely four at the time and being forced to do these difficult chores. It took a year, but Ask had convinced the couple to let his sister go, and they did. But it meant Ask had to work double. He knew his mother must have been worried and crying over his absence and surely called the police to find him. But he never saw police bursting through that door. He just hoped his mother was happy enough to be getting her daughter back. The couple that Asketill was a slave for were known to be very sexual people. But they never laid their hands on Ask. At the age of twelve though, he was always present in the room while this couple had their moments together- which lasted hours, rather than moments. He was there to get them their toys when they asked for them and clean them up afterwards. It was disgusting... but that was when they started to hit Ask when he didn't obey. The wife never did, but the Husband was more than glad to use one of his 'toys' to whip the child. Ask never cried or complained, just took the pain and learned to do what they asked from then on. It was at age sixteen when Asketill's slavery finally stopped. The husband had been out of time and the wife had been making moves on Ask. They were just kisses and a couple touches. She tried to do more but Ask would flinch and say no. She never hurt him for saying no. She accepted it, stopped, and tried again the next day. But the husband wasn't happy to come home to find Ask on the couch with his wife on top of him, kissing like she never kissed him before. Though it was the wife that made every move that Ask never wanted, he got blamed. Apparently, the punishment for 'stealing his wife' was death. Ask survived or he wouldn't be here today, but with a cost. The boy was lit on fire by this psychopathic man. The man tied him to a chair and, with some gasoline and a lighter, hand the boy in flames. He just walked away, expecting the kid to die. But the man's wife had grown to like Asketill and couldn't bare to witness the boy's pain. She was able to put him out, despite the horrible burns and stench of flesh. Not only did she put him out, but she drove the boy to the nearest hospital, left him at the front door, and drove away. She wanted to take him inside, but she was afraid of being interrogated and sent to prison for what she and her husband had done. It was a long stay at the hospital, but Ask got to go home. He didn't know if the couple went to jail, but his dad sure did. He told the police of his father's little job and it was not tolerated. Of course his mother was upset to be losing her husband, but she was furious that the man would sell their children in the first place. She was happy to have her baby boy back. Ask was happy to see his mom... and his sister, who he realized had grown up as beautifully as he thought she would. Unfortunately, Ask's sister didn't live more than a year after he came home. It was the day before Annie's birthday and they had gone out shopping together. Ask had asked her to stay outside while he went into this store to buy her a birthday gift. It was the most gorgeous, silver pendant he could find with a large blue gemstone. When he came back outside, his sister was gone. He searched around to find her in an ally, but she wasn't alone. Ask didn't have a clue who the men with her were, but the naked position they were in... was not one Ask liked to remember. He hated that these three gang members had taken his innocent sister's virginity, and he hated even more that they had taken her life in the process. Ask hated all of the horrible memories that came with the Danish town he lived in. He had only one year left of school and he was glad to spend it far away in another country. [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]SECRETS [/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] Asketill is more afraid of fire than anything else in the world. Starting at his left shoulder and going halfway down his left thigh, Asketill is severely burned and hides it under his clothes. You will never see him without a coat to cover it up. Anything relating to Asketill's past is a secret. From what happened to his little sister, to his father's job, to his own 'job' that he spent his life doing. Around Ask's neck is a silver pendant with a large, blue gem on it. You can ask him where it came from, but he'll never tell. He'll just say he bought it. It's the truth, but no one knows that it's a birthday gift he never had the chance to give his sister. [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 10px; margin-top: 10px; margin-left: 10px;]LIKES & DISLIKES[/style][STYLE= margin: 0px 10px 0px 10px; border: 2px solid #191919; padding: 2px; font-family: verdana; height: 125px; overflow: auto; font-size: 10px; text-align: justify; background-color: #ffffff; opacity: 0.8] coffee band-aids science medicine science fiction novels gardening baking perfection doctors children fire slavery gang members being interrupted being touched guns non-medical drugs his body insomnia spicy food [/style][STYLE=color: #191919; font-size: 12px; margin-top: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px; text-align: center; font-family: courier new]application was passed by pepsi[/style]

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