Title: Renovare, Letum
Description: ...the lonely detective...
Description: ...the lonely detective...
Letum Renovare - January 7, 2008 10:10 PM (GMT)
Alias: Heishi
Age: 16
How Did You Find Us? Ask.com
Other Characters: None
Full Name: Letum Renovare
Nicknames: "Grim Tim"
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Birthday: Oct. 31st
Astrological Sign:
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Grade: 11th (Although, he doesn't attend school that much since he super smart)
Clique: None
School Activities: None
Power: Super Human Intelligence
Personality Traits: Always has a monotonous voice. Never sleeps at night. Doesn't where shoes all the time. He never sits properly in a chair. VERY shy.
General Personality: Lētum fits the role of weird and creepy very well. Although he is a certified genius, he has certain “traits” that other might find a bit strange. He never raises his voice, or changes the tone of his voice if he’s happy, mad, depressed or anything. He just looks blank all the time. If Lētum has nothing to do all the day, he will literally, sit inside his room with the windows, doors, and curtains closed and sit in front of his T.V. or computer. The only foods he’ll eat are sweets, which is also why he's so underweight for a boy his age.. He won’t go near, touch or step on anything with a “13” on it. Lētum also will not use any chemicals on his body nor will he grow his hair more than 3 inches below his waist or cut it more than 3 inches above his waist. He NEVER sleeps, and if he does, it’s only because he’s completely exhausted himself or he’s really depressed about something. He’s also very shy around new people he’s never met before. Lētum will often just sit there not saying anything if he has nothing to say. He’ll often correct people if they’ve said something incorrectly. All in all, his mental health is rather…..questionable….
Likes: Sugar
Dislikes: Any other foods, loud noises
Habits: When Letum is in deep thought about something he tends to either bit his bottom lip or his thumb. He also always sits cross legged in what ever chair he's sitting in.
Pet Peeves: This is more like an insult rather than a peeve but he can't stand be called "stupid".
Height & Weight: 5'7" 110lbs.
Piercings/Tattoos: None
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Family Members: None (he's an orphan)
Pet(s): None
Financial Status: Middle-High Class
History: Letum was born October 31st. He was born 2 weeks before his expected birth date was he was severly underweight when he was born. However, his parents didn't care since Letum was an accident due to poorly protect sex. His parents weren't all that good. Infact, he were down right terrible at pareting. When Letum was finally brought home from the hospital, they always confined him to his crib, not wanting anything to do with him. They would place him in the crib and often forget about him for long periods of time.
They would forget to feed him, and being an infant, he would cry loudly. And instead of feeding him, like a good parent would, his father, being a cruel man, would strike him until he stopped crying. Being a baby, Letum defending himself by curling into a fetal position.
His mother was different. When his mother rememberd Letum, she felt guilty and fed him candy and cake to try and apologise. But soon one thing or another would arise and he’d be placed back in his crib to be forgotten again. It became a daily routine. Letum would cry, his father would beat him, his mother would feel badly and give him cake. With the beatings, malnutrition and being curled up in his crib for long periods of time, Letum's growth was stunted.
Evenutally, the state came and took Letum away from his parents until they cleaned up theri act....they never did. Letum was placed in an orphange where the caretakers were hard on the children and the children themselves were cruel. When Letum turned 5, his extreme intelligence became known. He would write random equations and numbers on the ground outside using chalk. With permission, he would go to the library with the older children and just sit in the advanced adult section reading piles of books. As he read those books, he came across a few things that concerend him, which is why he devoloped his strange personality.
He also began checking out as many books as he his little arms could carry and he would surround his cot with them, reading, until he had read every book in the lirbray. The children, however, started to act cruely toward him. They hated him because he was smarter than them and since he looked and act so strangely.
The caretakers also hated him because respectable parents would drive away from the orpahnage as soon as they saw Letum. He looked so sickly, they thought they didn't take care of the children there. Letum also n\made no sense when he talked, so, they thought about putting him in an insane asylum..at the age of 7.
It wasn't until he turned 8 that an old man, and former butler, named Watari. He saw how intelligent Letum was and also saw how he didn't belong in such a confining place. He adopted him and brought him home with him. He tried weaning Letum off the sweets but it was no use. Sweets was love to Letum.
At age 9, Letum started watching T.V. and the "Unsolved Cases" shows. He saw one and in just one day, he figured it out and told the police, allowing them to catch the criminal. The police and FBI were so impressed that they hired Letum as a detective.
8 years later, he's world renouned as the great detective "Grim Tim". No one knows who he really is since he never reveals his alias to others but he doesn't let the police know who his public name is either. Letum has all the intelligence in the world but he still doesn't known one thing.....love...~
Magic Words: glittery soap bubbles
RP Sample
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| The sky was grey with storm clouds, as rain poured down heavily, tapping loudly against the ground. In the egde of town was a large, dark, old looking house that looked as if someone hadn't lived in it for years. The fact was, only two people lived her. And old man named Watari and the mysterious young man whom noones knows about. The young man was sitting in his dark room on his office chair in his usual way: crossed legged. He was typing away on his computer, staring at the glowing monitor. His hair was long, reaching down 3 inches past his waist but was pulled back into a messy large braid. the rest of his hair was drapped ever so slighty over his face, just hiding his ebony eyes. His deathly pale skin was hidden by his black and white stripped clothing. He only had a few pieces of furnature in his room, a bed, a T.V. and a desk with a computer. The rest of the space was lined with books. Not a single space was left open as thick, hard coverd books made sure to cover it. His fingres typed away at a rapid speed as he starred, unblinking at the computer screen. He was watching the security tape of a locked bank vault that was being robbed in silence. The man was wearing all black and a mask over his head. "...hn....how folish...he failed to disable the sercurity cameras even though his face was hidden....his fatel flaw...I've already determined who he is..." He spoke to himself in his regular monotonous voice. He reached over to the phone at the side of his keyboard and pressed a button then picked up the phone. He brought it to his ear as the phone went to speed dial to the FBI. "...hello...cheif director...I've solved the case and I have already devised a plan to catch him...here are my directions..." |