.::Identification::.

Name: Talin
Preferred Name(s): Talin
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: Anywhere from 12-17
Current Residence: Living on the streets, for the most part. He lives in an alley between two buildings, which he's made fairly comfortable for himself, with stacks of cardboard boxes, and miscellaneous bits of cloth for a bed. Even a chair which someone had tossed out as trash. The eaves of the buildings on each side keep the rain and snow out, and they block out most of the heat when it gets too hot.

.::Personality Points::.

Personality--Strangers: When he's performing, he's all smiles, as a performer should be, but he rarely speaks. He'll only speak to thank the onlookers or to ask for spare change. When he's not performing he's still quiet, and only talks when he must. He's polite, but curt, and doesn't like people being nosy.
Personality--Friends/Family: Same as above, considering he really has neither.
Personality--Under Stress: He'll cry when he gets over-stressed, or when he hasn't eaten or bathed for several days.
Likes: Flowers, feathers, bells, sweets, cute animals, squishy chairs, big blankets.
Dislikes: Socks.
Good Points: He's very flexible. He's been told that his flexibility really comes in handy in the bedroom. Other than that he has a superb memory.
Bad Points: He won't stand up for himself, he's too submissive.
Beliefs: None.
Personal Motto: (a motto that describes your character well)

.::Love Life::.

Sexual Preference: Both/Neither. He's not sure.
Ideal Lover: He doesn't know, since he's never had a "real" partner, and he's never really thought about it before.
Romance History: None to speak of. He has been raped several times by random people, men and women alike, though. He's so meek and quiet he didn't bother to fight back or report it to the authorities. Besides that, he practically sells himself on the streets to make money when he hasn't made enough doing his contortion acts.
Virginity: He's not a virgin.
GFs/BFs?: None.
Secret Admirations?: None.

.::Appearance::.

Hair Style/Color: Gray, which he usually wears tied with a bit of string in a low, slightly curly ponytail.
Eye Color: Red.
Skin Tone: Fair.
Body Type: Small and skinny. He's almost too skinny.
Distinguishing Features: His lips always seem to be pink. He doesn't color them that way, they've always been like that. Same for his cheeks.
Correctional Items: None.
General Style: Anything he can find. He can't afford to buy new clothing so he has to scrounge around to find what he can. He's usually seen wearing a tiny pair of shorts and a baggy undershirt. Always barefoot.
Trademark Looks (if any): Not usually, but he will decorate his hair with colorful feathers and flowers when he's performing.

.::Biography::.

Family: None. He was abandoned as a child and he has never known his family.
Friends: No real friends, but there are people about the town who have taken pity on him and will provide him with necessities from time to time (food, clothing, a hot bath, or a room for the night).
Background History: After being abandoned by his parents as a newborn, an old woman took him under her wing, caring for him the best she could on her meager earnings (she knitted various things to sell in town). She passed away when Talin was five, and he was forced out of the old woman's house by her real grandchildren. He began to live on the streets, using his innate flexibility to perform in the town as a contortionist.
Treasured Memories: Most of his time spent with the old woman, who always treated him kindly.
Worst Memories: None. He's rather indifferent when it comes to the negative things in his life.
Haunting/Recurring Memories: None.
Relics of the Past: He had an brooch the old woman had given him as a token of their time spent together, but he had to pawn it very shortly after being kicked out of her house. He still laments the loss of it to this day.

.::Other::.
Weapons (if any): None.
Magical Abilities: An ability to communicate with rodents, though he's not sure if it's magical.
Other Information: He'll perform his contortion act whenever and wherever he can. As stated before, he will also whore himself out for extra money, though he's not too fond of doing it. The various mice and rats which roam the city, he likes to think of them as his pets. He can hold them and hug them without being bitten, and he's never gotten sick from them. He has a name for each one of them. Despite his liking of the mice, they will respect the space he calls home, leaving him alone unless he beckons them. He's also obsessive about keeping clean, and will try bathe once a day, more if he can.

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