Oslo Kavosi Referance

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Secondley OMFG HUGE FILE *faints* lol it took forever to save ID

Thirdley OH LOOK I FINISHED IT AT LAST! JEES it took a while CI




INFORMATION


Name(only known by those close to him): Oslo Kavosi

Nickname(only used by those close to him): Oz, Ozzi

Alias: Jack

Gender: Male

Age: 24 (looks quite old for his age, mailnley due to bad health and no self respect)

Alliance: None

Birthday: 12th January

Hometown: Junction City (and around that area, travels quite far doesn't particuly stay in one place and regularley sleeps on the streets even though he does have a small scratty flat)

Hight human form: 6'9''

Hight dragon form: 5'4''

Hight stick Legs: 5'9''

Occupation: 'Black market' style supplyer and theif. Has many contacts and can get allmost anything you wish if you pay a fair ammount. Also finds some rare oddities to sell such as classified documents ect.

S.O: Gay

Partner: Noah Ashey (~Troductio

Likes: Weed, Smoking and booze. The quiet and close friends.

Dislikes: Memories of his past, loud pushy people, people who try and help him when he doesn't want any help.

Family: Mother: Dead, Father: Dead, Adopted Mother: Alive, lost contact, Adopted Father: Alive, lost contact.

Hologram:Four rectangles made up of three seperate rectangles of his body colours layering them, Blue outer, White middle, black center.

Saliva: Becomes sticky, viscus and smells/tastes like sweet coconut milk when aroused.

Blood/flesh: Is bright yellow.

Eyes: Right: Light glazed yellow with a brownish pupil that has mealded into the iris, it seems very bloodshot. Left: Bright golden coloured with yellow and orange highlights and sharp black pupil. Dragon form right: Three pearly round white eyes at the front, the two at the back are an orangy brown colour because of the slash across his face. Left: All eyes are a pearly white colour and are perfectley healthy.

Hair colour: Dark grey/black

Accessories: Sometimes wares a little silver cross neckalace ether around is neck or wrapped around his arm or keeps it in his pocket. (Yep forgot to put that on his referance ID)

Personality: Quiet and depressive but very loving towards those close to him, he is extreamley consealed about his past and is cautious to those who he accepts as his friends. He seems quite lonely but acctualy has lots of contacts and some friends, he just preferes to lurk around on his own.

History: He was born into a fuding family which when Oslo was only four broke apart terribley. In a drunken argument his father took Oslo and set their flat on fire while Oslo's mother was asleep inside which enevitabley killed her. In the proceding week his father broke down with guilt and one day left Oslo on a street and commited suicide by jumping into a buisy motorway infront of his son. Confused alone and greif stricken at the sight of his fathers death and the loss of his mother, Oslo wandered the streets for weeks finding what food he could from bins, alleyways and the shops he learnt to steal from. Now only five years old he continued to roam the streets slowley getting less and less healthy, soon he fell ill and collapsed on a doorstep of an old lady's flat. Finding the scrawny young child she took him to a hospital where he was given urgant medical care and food, when he was back to health he was braught to an orphanage where he grew healthyer, gained weight, got a proper education and forgot about his traumatic past and started looking to the future.

At the age of six he was adopted by a very nice Yol and MTT couple who wanted to adopt an unfortionite child, they heard about Oz's case and spent some time with the happy but quiet child and began to grow quite attatched to him then after just a months worth or thaught they took full responcebility for his care. Oslo grew fond of the family and soon began to take on their religion. The couple that adopted him where devout Christians which is quite rare for the time, but Oslo liked the idea of a 'God' who loved everyone equaly and also the idea that his mother and father would be in a 'heaven' so he could see them again one day. He started going to a local Primary school where he began to struggle at most subjects but never-the-less enjoyed it alot, he gained friends and more self confidence. At the age of twelve he moved up to a secondary schoo and started using the alias 'Jack'. Unfortionitley because of his grades he had ended up at a compleatley different school from his friends who chose the popular option when he was forced into a school that specialised in trying to raise the grades of underachivers, children with learning disorders and children with behavioral problems. At this time he began his shady buisness, generally just supplying banned sweets, fizzy drinks things like BB guns amoung other things, quite happely getting away with it, no one noticing his contraband market.

When he was fourteen his little buisness had grown, he was now selling more serious stuff, illigal stuff alongside stolen goods and drugs. He was caught once by the police and charged for posession (and susspected trafficing) of Marijuana and heroin and given a reduced prison sentance of 1 year. He was relesed at the age of fifteen a very different looking boy, he had become again underweight, and had begun to grow a beard, he had a small scar on his face and his hair was madley tangled, he looked no better than his five year old homeless self. He had also become once again quiet and wouldn't discuss the events of his year in prison. He became mildley depressed, generally refusing to eat and drink taking refuge in his room, not allowing anyone to talk to him for a couple of months. He slowley let his now extreamley worried adopted perants back into his life, he quit school and started up his buisness again, secretley selling over the internet inder the name of just J, a fake location and many e-mail accounts to hide his illigal activities.

With the money he had been saving from his buisness, at the age of 16 he baught a small skraty two room flat for a meer £19,000. It had no heating, no windows, no lights, no flooring, just two tiny concreat rooms, one with a broken bed and a small torch and the other with a toilet, a cold water tap and a drain hole in the floor. There where rats and insects and even evidence of a murder in the flat but Oslo didn't mind, he transferred his buisness to the scraty flat and cleaned it up a bit, trying to make it a more buisness orientated place, gettinh rid of the infestations and blocking up holes and cracks so rats and insects couldn't destroy his stock. He baught some dark clothes and a hat that he could hide behind and started selling in the back alleyways of Junction City, cleverley targeting the arias where Drug use was high to sell his drugs, or if there had been a particular gang culture involving certain guns he would get them and offer them around for a 'reduced' price. He used VERY clever but possibley dangerous tecniques to get as much money as he could and soon gained many regular customers and even more contacts from whom he could sorce a larger variaty of objects from.

At the age of nineteen Oslo met a twenty year old Human man named Matt whom he became friends with. Oslo became close to him and constantley talked about the 'black market' like buisness he was running, Matt was very interested and asked if he could be a partner in Oslo's buisness, Oslo exepted with great exitement, he had grown even closer to this man and began to care for him more than any one else in his life, Oslo realised he had true feelings for him but became quite embarresed about it, trying to hide it because he didn't know if Matt felt the same way. He began to worry that he scare Matt away by confessing his feelings infront of Matt and then finding that he wasn't interested, or even that he wasn't gay in the slightest. While Oslo was okay with not having Matt as a lover, he couldn't bare to live his life without Matt as a friend. Matt lost his home and Oslo invited Matt to live with him in his flat, it was the least Oslo could do for such a good friend. One cold winter night they both got pissed and came back to their flat, without heating the flat was freezing and unbarabley cold, they needed to sleep, but that was neer impossible at that temperature, the only sencible idea would be to share the only bed instaid of one of them using a sleeping bag on the floor, Oslo invited Matt into the bed as a way to keep warm and sleep soundley. It turned out not much sleeping happned that night. Yep.

At the age of 21 Oslo and Matt where out at night doing their general buisness, that night they where targeted by a gang whom they had sold some guns (among other things) to, It had turned out that one of the guns somehow locked up and exploded, killing the head of the gang. They attacked Oslo and Matt, stabbing them, shooting them and just beating them up untill nearley dead. They stole their clothes and left them lying nakid in the middle of a dark alley. Matt died ten minutes after the attack, servere internal injurys, loss of blood and the cold of the night killed him. Oslo still concious and bleading serverely crawled slowley to the dead body of his lover, sprawled his upper bodey over it sobbing untill he became unconcious. Oslo was found the next morning lying half over the dead body of Matt in a pool of his and Matt's blood forming a little orange river that had trickled down onto the neerby pavement catching a passer by's attention. The passer by realised it had been a gang attack, the removing of the clothes of the victims to ridicule them was a well known local signature of one of the bigger local gangs. They pulled Oslo's half dead body and Matt's dead body to the local hospital. Oslo began to heal but was unconcious, the hospital sent the dead body of Matt to be destroyed because they couldn't find any family and Oslo was not concious when they needed to make the decision. Oslo left the hospital a couple of months later, distraught over the loss of Matt he shut down his buisness and began to starve himself, he spireled into extream depression and lived off fizzy caffinated drinks and what drugs and alcohol he had.

After 6 months Oslo became ill once more from malnutrition, he ran out of drugs and started up his buisness again to fund his drug addiction. After taking a strong hallucinogenic he thaught he saw Matt telling him to stop ruining his life by starving himself, taking drugs and living in a constant dark pit of dispare. Oslo beleved it was a true message that Matt had sent him from heaven and began to eat a little more and stopped the use of strong drugs, he continued with his buisness and still smoked marijuana and drank a lot to try and counter his depression.

Fun Facts:
Penis is blue, Testicles are white.
Went to the same high school as Fireworks.
Caused the burn scar on the palm of Fireworks' right hand .
Skittles are the only food he will regularly eat.
Was blinded in the gang attack.
Has night terrors about verious aspects of his past.
Suffers from a form of Posttraumatic Stress Disorder.

Friends: None yet

Close Friends(only these friends know his true name): Fireworks (was close when they where at school together)






I'm still supprised that I got second place ID suchcrappyartsofmine




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MTT species - *annicron



Hey Ann is there anything I need to change in his Bio?







It's nearly 2am so I apologise for all my stupid mistakes I've probly made in this XD