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Description
I DID NOT MAKE THIS, AS TO WHY IT IS SCRAP

I just wanted to have this up for people who know who this is.
This guy is actually for a roleplay but I dreamed him up before i even saw the roleplay. I just thought making him would be awesome, and, well, I love the bugger.

I have such a guilty pleasure

General
Full name: Konstantin Romanovich Novakovsky
Nickname(s): Kostya
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 16
Birthday: February 4th
Sexuality: It’s difficult to tell, as he flirts with both genders, but he is straight.
Relationship Status: Single
Nationality: Russian
City or town of birth: Moscow, Russia
Currently lives: New York City
Languages spoken: Russian, [Broken] English
Native language: Russian
Job: Thief
Religious beliefs: Russian Orthodox Christian
Smoker?: On occasion, but hasn’t the money to smoke regularly.
Drinker?: If he can get a hold of alcohol.
Drug User? Which?: None.
Education: High-school dropout.
Financial situation: Lives on the streets. He works in a family like situation in a thieves guild.

Appearance
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 149 lbs
Figure/build: Medium
Hairstyle and colour: Dark/dirty blond with a variety of natural high lights and low lights. His hair is dead-straight. His bangs are cut in frays across his forehead, cut just before his eyes. The bangs are slightly shorter about his left eye and parts over his left eye. The back is cut into a few layers and lays close to the head, stopping around the middle of the nape.
Eye colour: A medium blue with a green tint.
Skin/fur colour: Caucasian. He has a darker natural tone, not by much, but he’s pale for the skin tone he has.
Tattoos: None. (He would have if he had money.)
Scars: None.
Piercings: None. (He would have if he had money.)
Scent: He smells oddly reminiscent of fresh rain.
Preferred style of clothing: He likes closer fitting clothes and jackets with hoods, particularly fur. He likes to wear brown or black jackets, but loves brightly coloured shirts. He prefers skinny jeans that aren’t too tight, but snug.

Personality (and other stuff)
Personality: Konstantin can be a rather skittish individual. He likes to please those who he sees as important and is generally sweet but quite. He prefers to simply smile or give other facial messages over speaking, for his English is broken. He has very little impulse to argue back and often allows himself to be pushed around by ‘family’. He’s generally comical and has a good sense of humor, using humor in short brief and natural manor rather than jokes. He’s a complete goofball when the mood isn’t serious, and has a fancy to dance like an idiot, even if no one plays the music. It might be thought he would be better working as a baby-sitter, as he’s great with kids. When it comes to work, though, he’s serious and down to business. An unsettling darker side of Konstantin arises with a twisted and morbid way of thinking. He believes that he has liberty to do as he pleases, and in some way it’s a reflection that he is getting back at society for taking his mother away.
Likes: Children, sweets, being around people, playing games, dogs, singing little songs, rhymes or lullabies from Russia.
Dislikes: Spiders (though he’s not afraid of them. They just creep him out), more ‘exotic’ bugs, things touching his feet (especially animals licking his feet and fish touching them in water.).
Fears/phobias: Death. Kostya is terrified of the concept of the dead being around him. He fears that the dead will curse him and bring him to his own demise. When confronted with a dead body, even if it were someone he cared for with all his life, he would flee, and possibly cower with his face covered and turned away from the body if he can’t get far enough away. If he is locked in with a body, he will most likely faint.
Favourite colour: A murky sky blue colour
Favourite food(s): Anything Apple-Cinnamon, Pryaniki (Russian Gingerbread)
Favourite drink(s): Black Tea, hot or cold (But must be the extreme of either)
Favourite sport(s): Hockey (Ice or floor), Chess, Bandy (Russian Hockey)
Hobbies: Dancing [around like an idiot], Chess,
Talents/skills: Kostya’s got a skilled talent for sneaking about. He’s learnt and trained himself to step quickly and lightly. He also used to play chess with his mother before she passed away. He almost always lost, but his mother was very, very good.
Mannerisms or gestures: Kostya is a ‘smile and nod’ kind of guy. He has a tendency to smile when not necessary. He has a habit of biting the left inside lip.
Ambition: He has no real ambition.

Combat
Peaceful or aggressive: Neither. He takes both approaches, but would rather taunt with your mind before acting in violence. His lack of English skills does nothing to mask the intent and violent waves that he gives off.
Fighting skills/techniques: He’s skilled with a knife. He knows how to use one well with extreme precision.
Weapon of choice (if any): A Russian AK-47 Russian folding Knife.

Relationships
Parents: Roman Alexavich Novakovsky (Father) Dina Yaroslavovna Novakovsky [Dead](Mother)
Siblings: N/A
Other Important Relatives: N/A
Partner: None
Children: None
Best Friend: Santino Loffredo
Other Important Friends: His entire ‘family’
Enemies: The cops in general. He makes many enemies in the line of work in which he is employed.
Pets: None

Other
Feelings about love: Kostya feels that love is rare. He feels that it makes one week in order to open one’s heart to another, but whether or not that is a good thing is undecided.
Feeling about crime: Kostya is a thief. He cares little about crime. He actually loves it. He has no problem killing, either.
Car: None.
Most valued possession: A Russian (Patriarchal) Cross Necklace given to him by his dead mother.
Future plans: Unsure, but debating whether to go back to Russia or not.
What drives your character: His makeshift family is what keeps him going.
Prejudices: Konstantin is prejudice against the overweight.
Philosophy on life: “In life, unlike chess, the game continues after checkmate” - Isaac Asimov

Life story
Describe their childhood (newborn - age 10): Kostya was born in the more impoverished areas of Moscow, Russia, but his mother and father always tried to make it the best for him. They sent him to the best school they could manage, and tried to give him the best food. His father has always drank, but he wasn’t a full-blown alcoholic. He worked as a factory worker and Kostya’s mother was a school teacher, where she taught her son. She also taught him the skills of chest. Kostya was genuinely happy as a child, even if he didn’t have much. He was always able to find entertainment in anything, and often loved to make his mother and father smile by being a general idiot and dance. His parents loved to sing random songs just to see what Kostya would pull. They were both good singers, as is Kostya.

Teenage years (11 - 19): Kostya’s happy life thrived until he was about 13. His life continued as it always had until his life shattered around him. His mother was murdered in a mugging gone wrong. He no longer had the fun uplifted women in his life that kept a silver lining to everything in the dark times. His father felt the same, and started to drink heavier than usual. He went to work drunk and came home even more drunk. He eventually lost his job. Kostya took it upon himself to find income, but the only way he could to so was to cheat. He learned how to beg, bribe, con and swindle, as well as pick-pocket, pick locks and use a blade. For a year and a half he used his tricks to gain money, most of which would end up on the liquor tab. After a while, Kostya started to become depressed, earning less and less money every day. His father started to become furious in his alcohol influenced mind and ended up kicking Kostya on the streets with nothing more then what he could carry. Kostya, being use to the streets, continued to do what he did, only differing in the fact that he had no home to return to and no one to work for. Though he was free to do as he pleased, anger started to fester inside Kostya. He was angry, but he didn’t know why. He started to question everything, even his religion and reason for living. He became more violent himself, vandalizing more and he even killed, though it was never caught that it was him. While spray-painting a wall, police picked him up and questioned him, asking where his home was. Kostya denied having a home and he was living on the streets and therefore was placed in an orphanage. At the age of 15 and a half, a mid-aged Good-will American couple selected Kostya to adopt as a charity case. Kostya was in New York City within a month. He tried to change his life around when he got there. He tried to be good, go to school, better his English and be a good son, but his past tendencies and anger couldn’t be smothered. He started to steal again, vandalize, mug, con and break in. He ended up running away. He lived the American streets, which were much easier for him compared to Moscow’s. He made a habit of traveling the subway maintenance routs to get out of the weather and in doing so he stumbled upon the ‘Thief’s Guild.’ Made op of kids, he decided to stay for a while, at least until he could make some money for him to go off on his own some more, but he found himself liking the guild more and more, growing attached to its members. He decided to stay. He’s been with the group for just over five months.

Now, me being a loser, I found a kitty he would look like if I made him anthro. xD
[link]

Konstanin Romanovich Novakovsky @ Me(everitte)
Doll base @ (elouai.com)[link]

Description
I DID NOT MAKE THIS, AS TO WHY IT IS SCRAP

I just wanted to have this up for people who know who this is.
This guy is actually for a roleplay but I dreamed him up before i even saw the roleplay. I just thought making him would be awesome, and, well, I love the bugger.

I have such a guilty pleasure

General
Full name: Konstantin Romanovich Novakovsky
Nickname(s): Kostya
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Age: 16
Birthday: February 4th
Sexuality: It’s difficult to tell, as he flirts with both genders, but he is straight.
Relationship Status: Single
Nationality: Russian
City or town of birth: Moscow, Russia
Currently lives: New York City
Languages spoken: Russian, [Broken] English
Native language: Russian
Job: Thief
Religious beliefs: Russian Orthodox Christian
Smoker?: On occasion, but hasn’t the money to smoke regularly.
Drinker?: If he can get a hold of alcohol.
Drug User? Which?: None.
Education: High-school dropout.
Financial situation: Lives on the streets. He works in a family like situation in a thieves guild.

Appearance
Height: 5’9”
Weight: 149 lbs
Figure/build: Medium
Hairstyle and colour: Dark/dirty blond with a variety of natural high lights and low lights. His hair is dead-straight. His bangs are cut in frays across his forehead, cut just before his eyes. The bangs are slightly shorter about his left eye and parts over his left eye. The back is cut into a few layers and lays close to the head, stopping around the middle of the nape.
Eye colour: A medium blue with a green tint.
Skin/fur colour: Caucasian. He has a darker natural tone, not by much, but he’s pale for the skin tone he has.
Tattoos: None. (He would have if he had money.)
Scars: None.
Piercings: None. (He would have if he had money.)
Scent: He smells oddly reminiscent of fresh rain.
Preferred style of clothing: He likes closer fitting clothes and jackets with hoods, particularly fur. He likes to wear brown or black jackets, but loves brightly coloured shirts. He prefers skinny jeans that aren’t too tight, but snug.

Personality (and other stuff)
Personality: Konstantin can be a rather skittish individual. He likes to please those who he sees as important and is generally sweet but quite. He prefers to simply smile or give other facial messages over speaking, for his English is broken. He has very little impulse to argue back and often allows himself to be pushed around by ‘family’. He’s generally comical and has a good sense of humor, using humor in short brief and natural manor rather than jokes. He’s a complete goofball when the mood isn’t serious, and has a fancy to dance like an idiot, even if no one plays the music. It might be thought he would be better working as a baby-sitter, as he’s great with kids. When it comes to work, though, he’s serious and down to business. An unsettling darker side of Konstantin arises with a twisted and morbid way of thinking. He believes that he has liberty to do as he pleases, and in some way it’s a reflection that he is getting back at society for taking his mother away.
Likes: Children, sweets, being around people, playing games, dogs, singing little songs, rhymes or lullabies from Russia.
Dislikes: Spiders (though he’s not afraid of them. They just creep him out), more ‘exotic’ bugs, things touching his feet (especially animals licking his feet and fish touching them in water.).
Fears/phobias: Death. Kostya is terrified of the concept of the dead being around him. He fears that the dead will curse him and bring him to his own demise. When confronted with a dead body, even if it were someone he cared for with all his life, he would flee, and possibly cower with his face covered and turned away from the body if he can’t get far enough away. If he is locked in with a body, he will most likely faint.
Favourite colour: A murky sky blue colour
Favourite food(s): Anything Apple-Cinnamon, Pryaniki (Russian Gingerbread)
Favourite drink(s): Black Tea, hot or cold (But must be the extreme of either)
Favourite sport(s): Hockey (Ice or floor), Chess, Bandy (Russian Hockey)
Hobbies: Dancing [around like an idiot], Chess,
Talents/skills: Kostya’s got a skilled talent for sneaking about. He’s learnt and trained himself to step quickly and lightly. He also used to play chess with his mother before she passed away. He almost always lost, but his mother was very, very good.
Mannerisms or gestures: Kostya is a ‘smile and nod’ kind of guy. He has a tendency to smile when not necessary. He has a habit of biting the left inside lip.
Ambition: He has no real ambition.

Combat
Peaceful or aggressive: Neither. He takes both approaches, but would rather taunt with your mind before acting in violence. His lack of English skills does nothing to mask the intent and violent waves that he gives off.
Fighting skills/techniques: He’s skilled with a knife. He knows how to use one well with extreme precision.
Weapon of choice (if any): A Russian AK-47 Russian folding Knife.

Relationships
Parents: Roman Alexavich Novakovsky (Father) Dina Yaroslavovna Novakovsky [Dead](Mother)
Siblings: N/A
Other Important Relatives: N/A
Partner: None
Children: None
Best Friend: Santino Loffredo
Other Important Friends: His entire ‘family’
Enemies: The cops in general. He makes many enemies in the line of work in which he is employed.
Pets: None

Other
Feelings about love: Kostya feels that love is rare. He feels that it makes one week in order to open one’s heart to another, but whether or not that is a good thing is undecided.
Feeling about crime: Kostya is a thief. He cares little about crime. He actually loves it. He has no problem killing, either.
Car: None.
Most valued possession: A Russian (Patriarchal) Cross Necklace given to him by his dead mother.
Future plans: Unsure, but debating whether to go back to Russia or not.
What drives your character: His makeshift family is what keeps him going.
Prejudices: Konstantin is prejudice against the overweight.
Philosophy on life: “In life, unlike chess, the game continues after checkmate” - Isaac Asimov

Life story
Describe their childhood (newborn - age 10): Kostya was born in the more impoverished areas of Moscow, Russia, but his mother and father always tried to make it the best for him. They sent him to the best school they could manage, and tried to give him the best food. His father has always drank, but he wasn’t a full-blown alcoholic. He worked as a factory worker and Kostya’s mother was a school teacher, where she taught her son. She also taught him the skills of chest. Kostya was genuinely happy as a child, even if he didn’t have much. He was always able to find entertainment in anything, and often loved to make his mother and father smile by being a general idiot and dance. His parents loved to sing random songs just to see what Kostya would pull. They were both good singers, as is Kostya.

Teenage years (11 - 19): Kostya’s happy life thrived until he was about 13. His life continued as it always had until his life shattered around him. His mother was murdered in a mugging gone wrong. He no longer had the fun uplifted women in his life that kept a silver lining to everything in the dark times. His father felt the same, and started to drink heavier than usual. He went to work drunk and came home even more drunk. He eventually lost his job. Kostya took it upon himself to find income, but the only way he could to so was to cheat. He learned how to beg, bribe, con and swindle, as well as pick-pocket, pick locks and use a blade. For a year and a half he used his tricks to gain money, most of which would end up on the liquor tab. After a while, Kostya started to become depressed, earning less and less money every day. His father started to become furious in his alcohol influenced mind and ended up kicking Kostya on the streets with nothing more then what he could carry. Kostya, being use to the streets, continued to do what he did, only differing in the fact that he had no home to return to and no one to work for. Though he was free to do as he pleased, anger started to fester inside Kostya. He was angry, but he didn’t know why. He started to question everything, even his religion and reason for living. He became more violent himself, vandalizing more and he even killed, though it was never caught that it was him. While spray-painting a wall, police picked him up and questioned him, asking where his home was. Kostya denied having a home and he was living on the streets and therefore was placed in an orphanage. At the age of 15 and a half, a mid-aged Good-will American couple selected Kostya to adopt as a charity case. Kostya was in New York City within a month. He tried to change his life around when he got there. He tried to be good, go to school, better his English and be a good son, but his past tendencies and anger couldn’t be smothered. He started to steal again, vandalize, mug, con and break in. He ended up running away. He lived the American streets, which were much easier for him compared to Moscow’s. He made a habit of traveling the subway maintenance routs to get out of the weather and in doing so he stumbled upon the ‘Thief’s Guild.’ Made op of kids, he decided to stay for a while, at least until he could make some money for him to go off on his own some more, but he found himself liking the guild more and more, growing attached to its members. He decided to stay. He’s been with the group for just over five months.

Now, me being a loser, I found a kitty he would look like if I made him anthro. xD
[link]

Konstanin Romanovich Novakovsky @ Me(everitte)
Doll base @ (elouai.com)[link]