BROOKS, morpheus legolas

[morpheus legolas brooks]

morpheus legolas brooks

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mask of deception;

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full name; morpheus legolas brooks
nickname(s); morph, pheo, morfy
age; 17
birthday; July 15
grade; junior
species; elf
gender; male
sexual orientation unsure
canon or original; canon

uncovering the truth;

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personality;
Morpheus isn’t much of a talker, unless he trusts you and feels comfortable around you, he won’t talk very much. He doesn’t feel comfortable talking to people he doesn’t know, so he tries to avoid it as much as possible. He also tends to avoid people, he likes being in his room and by himself; he isn’t that much of a people person. Really, he is most comfortable and happy by himself, away from large crowds, it suits him better.

Now, when he does actually know you and feel comfortable around you, which means you are actually a pretty close friend of his, he starts to open up a bit more and learn how to talk. It is then that you figure out that he can be pretty perverted when he wants to be, and likes it when girls wear skirts, because he can easily make the wind come and just blow her skirt up. Normally he just ends up wanting to do that though, and never actually doing it. Unless he is around friends that he feels comfortable around.

Most people never figure out much about him, because he is pretty determined when it comes to not speaking. If he really doesn’t want to talk to you, you’ll easily be able to figure it out, because he won’t say a word. And he doesn’t talk to many people, mainly because he’s afraid that they’ll end up dying also. He’s seen too many of his friends go into the games and never come out alive to want to really get close to anyone else.

Now, if there is one thing that Morpheus was not good at all above just about all else, it would be being romantic. Really, he doesn’t even know how to begin to be romantic; it’s just not something he’s good at. He might like to be around his little sisters all the time (and has been subjected to playing dress up with them before) but that doesn’t mean he knows how in the world to be romantic. When he gets around someone he likes, he gets all nervous and starts stuttering and can’t form complete sentences, if he does, then it probably isn’t a very large sentence. That’s where he wishes that the stupid ‘wisdom’ that elves are supposed to have would come it. but that so called wisdom tends to like to avoid him…

Even though he can’t really be romantic to save his life, he is very overprotective of those he loves. He does just about anything he can to keep those he loves protected, from protection spells, to stalking you and never leaving your side, and paying others or threatening them to make sure you are kept safe when he can’t be there. He just doesn’t want to see someone he loves getting hurt; he would rather die than to have that happen again.

likes;
Nature
Music
Alone-time
His room
His sisters
Food
Reading
Guitar
Being a vegetarian
His pointy ears
The few magical abilities that he has, especially his power to influence dreams

dislikes;
Crowded places
Talking to people he doesn’t know
Being in pain
People staring at him
Having the attention on him
The Games
People dying
Plants dying
Meat
Blood

fears;
His sister’s dying
Being put in the games
Another one of his friend dying

habits;
Strumming his guitar
Swearing
Staring into thin air
Making plants grow without meaning to

flaws;
Can’t talk around anyone he likes (romantically)
Can’t always control his powers when feeling a strong emotion
Tends to avoid people

time machine;

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parents;
Theodore Morpheus Brooks – 48, elf
Serena Ophelia Brooks– 45, witch
siblings;
Persephone Aubrie Brooks – 13, elf
Artemis Elvina Brooks – 8, witch
kids;
none
pets;
none
hometown;
Chicago
personal history;
On the last day of the year, Morpheus Legolas Brooks was born to Theodore and Serena Brooks. He was their first child, and they weren’t sure if he was going to be a witch or an elf, because He was an elf and she was a witch. They knew he would be one or the other, but they weren’t sure what to expect. But shortly after he was born they could see his little pointed ears, and they were pretty positive that he was an elf. His father was very pleased with that, and decided to name his Morpheus since it was his middle name and had been father’s name (who has also been an elf). Everyone in their family who had been named Morpheus had been able to have influence over dreams, and he was hoping his son would be able to do that too with his elfin powers.

Morpheus really loved growing up in Chicago, he loved going into the city and he could accidentally use magic all the time without anyone really realizing it, making random flowers pop up when he passed a place normally. Though, his parents did seem to notice it when he was three and refused to keep his clothes on, he was always taking his clothes off after his mom put his clothes on, and sometimes they could go on for hours with her putting clothes on him and him taking them off again. His father found it hilarious, his mother, not so much.

When he was five, he got a little sister, Persephone Aubrie Brooks. At first he was little confused, because he didn’t have all of the attention on him anymore. He started to like it a lot more; he didn’t mind the attention being on Persephone, because he had made it his new goal to protect her. For the next five years, it was rare that he would ever let Persephone out of his sight, unless he was at school. Sometimes, you could even find him watching her as she slept, and double checking to make sure her windows were locked in her room. It didn’t stop when he got another little sister when he was ten either, Artemis Elvina Brooks was just someone else that he decided he had to protect, and didn’t let anyone go near them.

Morpheus wasn’t a huge fan of school, mainly because he could never get away with using magic. If he did something, then the teachers knew that he had done it, even if they didn’t know how, and he always managed to get himself into detention. He was extremely glad when he entered high school, and his parents sent him to Forevermore. They had both gone there, and he was just excited to be able to use his powers around people. He didn’t really have any trouble finding friends at first, but his Freshmen year here one of them died. He had heard about the games before, but that was it, just a few rumors here and there, but he hadn’t thought much of it. it was a huge wakeup call when his friend died, and then when he was a sophomore, two other friends of his died, in the same game. After that he had started to shut himself off from people, he didn’t want another one of his friends to die, three was enough for him. It was too much, he didn’t want someone else close to him to die.

mirror, mirrror;

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hair; blonde
eyes; blue
weight; 150
height; 5’8
tattoos; none
piercings; nope
anything else; nopesy-dopesy
play by/face claim; quinn allman

underneath the mask;

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your name; heather
age; fifteen
other characters; helena & saphira
where did you find us? I made you bitch
secret word; …I kill you
rp sample; screw this.
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