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full body ref: nightruespirit.deviantart.com/…
Name: Avarice Nevermore
Characteristic: Somewhat vain
Personality: Upbeat and fairly social, Avarice is more often than not doing something or talking with someone. He is rather impatient and can’t stand having nothing to do. However, he hardly listens to orders or advice from others, much more preferring to do whatever he wants at whatever time best suits him. Unless you suggest something ‘interesting’ or ‘fun’, don’t expect Avarice to follow.
Avarice is unafraid to say what is on his mind and is aware that sometimes his words may sound harsh. He doesn’t really care, believing that words are just words, not something to get too sensitive over. Likewise, he isn’t really affected by insults or threats.
He is rather proud and confident, believing that if someone were to speak badly of him, their words would prove to be nothing but ludicrous lies. If someone did manage to make a fool of and upset him, Avarice would not be forgiving at all. He holds grudges and will create an elaborate plan for revenge because he may be a little more intelligent then he lets on… But for the most part he’s pretty decent.
edit: I lied. He's pretty mean.
History: Avarice was born into an average family that consisted of his parents, an older sister, and himself. His family was not rich, but they were far from poor. However, Avarice’s father was quite the penurious man. Avarice had but a few toys and such to play with growing up. The Lucario isn’t shy to admit that his childhood was boring. This was long ago.
Later in his life, still a Riolu, Avarice attended elementary school. It was around this time that people began to notice that he had an unusual knack for being… really lucky. Be it playing games or guessing answers on a test, Avarice was abnormally lucky. Elementary school and junior high passed without much excitement for Avarice.
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A C C E S S D E N I E D
-The stitches on his ear and tail are tattoos
-Likes to dye his bangs weird colors
-Wears a pink colored contact in his left eye. His right eye is his natural color. Wears loads of eyeliner around both eyes.
-Owns at least 30 different graphic tees. The text on his shirt shown in the ref says ‘Death of the Individual’
-Has no interest in mega evolution
-Knows a decent amount of Japanese
-Capable of sensing auras. He can interpret emotions and predict movements, but hardly is he ever 100% accurate. Avarice tends to depend on his other senses before resorting to aura reading.
-Including his ears he is 181 cm. tall.
-Can’t do anything musical for his life.
-Ability: Inner Focus
-Blood type AB, right handed, allergic to peanuts
+Colorful and/or asymmetrical things
+Soup and baked foods
+Movies, video games, sleeping
+Rock & metal music
-Rain, humid weather
-Most spicy foods, kimchi in particular
S T A T U S: Alive~