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Description
No longer in the group.

Warning:Theres just a little context in his story that might upset people.But if you watch Law & Order: SVU, it shouldnt do much harm to you.
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Cant believe my brotuher fucked up my computer. Mom doesnt get paid til the 7th so we cant take it to the shop. Had to do this tradi because I dont know when I'm getting it back, but I dont wanna lose my reservation.
gosh i hate tradiand crayonand art//rolls into the sun

[ . I N . ]
309

[ . n a m e . ]
Glen Persephone Hattings

[ . n a t i o a n a l i t y . ]
American

[ . a g e . ]
27

[ . s e x u a l . o r i e n t a t i o n . ]
Pansexual

[ . p o s i t i o n . ]
• Seme
Who wants to top a 6 foot sasquatch anyway? I guess you could try //snorts

[ . s t o r y . ]
Even though he had grown up in the slums of Detroit, his early life wasnt entirely too scarring. His mother had ran off with all the money their family had when he was just seven, taking only his five year old sister and leaving him in the care of his meek, weakling of a father. The man had deeply loved his mother and had been lured down to the pitiful city by enticing glances and flirtly flips of a skirt. Once the "man" of the family had left, the neighborhood had just eaten his father alive. He was reduced simply to a working carcass, only living to feed his child.

During these times, Glen was mostly unaffected, watching with an uninterested gaze as his life dropped further into hell before his very eyes. I mean, he was alive wasnt he? His dad didnt force him to sell himself on the street or anything, what more could he ask for? School was encouraged no matter how half-assed the attempts were, there was usually a kiss goodnight, a hug. Something.All he could do was love the man for at least trying to be a somewhat decent father to a somewhat decent child in an indecent place. It wasnt until his highschool senior year anything bad happened and he blamed his old man for being weak. He wasnt much of anything, tall and thinner than anyone should ever be, but he was strong enough to hold up an eight pound cheerleader from the bottom of a pyramid and thats what he did. It was a couple of weeks before graduation and even though he was no where near the point of qualifying for graduating, everyone he knew congradulated him for at least sticking around.

And at the a final football game, they took his clothes and replaced them with a female cheerleader uniform. Pissed but taking it in stride, he simply swayed his hips and walked off campus. (Voted Sexiest Senior in next years Yearbook). Unfortunately because of that, he had to walk home in the middle of the night wearing a uniform that barely fit his six foot form. When he'd gotten home, his father wents nuts and started blubbering like made, smashing everything in their shabby apartment before running off into the night. Having taken chase, Glen ended up following his father into a whorehouse the old man frequented.

There he found his underaged sister servicing some male while his mother counted bills and his father sobbed at his feet.

[ . c r i m e . ]
Two counts of murder and several counts assualt. After the scene at the whorehouse, he left his broken family to return home. Three long, sleepless days and nights had dragged past while he sat and stared at the ceiling, never moving, earing, changing. He stayed in that uniform the whole three days, wallowing in the nothingness that was his thoughts before he dragged himself to the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. Wandering back to where his dear ol' family resided, he killed two, injured several, and had his eye gouged out before it was all said an done. His mother was first to go, and then three Johns in the back. He located his sister and scooped her up, sitting the little thing out on the porch before going back inside. This continued on until he came across his father hopped up on drugs.

The old man was blubbering and calling his mothers name, but to him. He then realized that the cheerleading uniform hadnt changed in over seventy years and his morher had once been one and he ended the mans life quickly. He spent his next ten minutes of freedom with his sibling, cooing softly and brushing hair away from the girls face with bloodstained fingers.

He pleaded insanity and wasnt put on deathrow.

[ . p e r s o n a l i t y . ]
• Stoic - Blank. Will rarely say anything or do anything to express his true feelings.
•dry humored - He'll try to joke once in awhile but its a bit...dry.
•Ignorant - He just...doesnt know a lot of things.
• Insane - He has his moments. He'll get really quiet then attempt to kick the ass of the nearest person, prisioner or otherwise. There's usually a trigger. Something reminds him or his sister, or his father. Occassionally his mother.
• Caring - Every so often he'll come across someone he'd like to care about.
•Fake - He'll laugh and smile and tell you he loves you, but will turn on you in a moments notice.
•Possessive - Oh he's loved and can love, whether its people or possessions, and he's very possessive of his things.

[ . l i k e s . d i s l i k e s . ]
+ The color red
+ Make up
+ Womens clothing
+ Chocolate
+Quiet
+Gullible people

- Weaklings
- Crybabies
- Regrets
- Memories
- Noise

[ . r e l a t i o n s h i p s . ]
Lacie Elliot Hattings - Sister - 25
She writes him often. He tries to write back but he ends up crying and banging his head against a wall until they put him in the "hole".

[ . o t h e r . ]
• You could call him a transvestite. He gets a bit of a kick out of wearing chicks clothes after his crime in a skirt.
•Obviously sentenced to life. Been in prison since he was eighteen.
• Continues to replace his bandages because he doesnt know what else to do when theres a gaping hole where your eye is supposed to be.
• Has two ring piercings on the eyebrow above his good eye.• Has a plain one line arm band tattoo on his left arm.
•Can cut hair well

Description
No longer in the group.

Warning:Theres just a little context in his story that might upset people.But if you watch Law & Order: SVU, it shouldnt do much harm to you.
_____
Cant believe my brotuher fucked up my computer. Mom doesnt get paid til the 7th so we cant take it to the shop. Had to do this tradi because I dont know when I'm getting it back, but I dont wanna lose my reservation.
gosh i hate tradiand crayonand art//rolls into the sun

[ . I N . ]
309

[ . n a m e . ]
Glen Persephone Hattings

[ . n a t i o a n a l i t y . ]
American

[ . a g e . ]
27

[ . s e x u a l . o r i e n t a t i o n . ]
Pansexual

[ . p o s i t i o n . ]
• Seme
Who wants to top a 6 foot sasquatch anyway? I guess you could try //snorts

[ . s t o r y . ]
Even though he had grown up in the slums of Detroit, his early life wasnt entirely too scarring. His mother had ran off with all the money their family had when he was just seven, taking only his five year old sister and leaving him in the care of his meek, weakling of a father. The man had deeply loved his mother and had been lured down to the pitiful city by enticing glances and flirtly flips of a skirt. Once the "man" of the family had left, the neighborhood had just eaten his father alive. He was reduced simply to a working carcass, only living to feed his child.

During these times, Glen was mostly unaffected, watching with an uninterested gaze as his life dropped further into hell before his very eyes. I mean, he was alive wasnt he? His dad didnt force him to sell himself on the street or anything, what more could he ask for? School was encouraged no matter how half-assed the attempts were, there was usually a kiss goodnight, a hug. Something.All he could do was love the man for at least trying to be a somewhat decent father to a somewhat decent child in an indecent place. It wasnt until his highschool senior year anything bad happened and he blamed his old man for being weak. He wasnt much of anything, tall and thinner than anyone should ever be, but he was strong enough to hold up an eight pound cheerleader from the bottom of a pyramid and thats what he did. It was a couple of weeks before graduation and even though he was no where near the point of qualifying for graduating, everyone he knew congradulated him for at least sticking around.

And at the a final football game, they took his clothes and replaced them with a female cheerleader uniform. Pissed but taking it in stride, he simply swayed his hips and walked off campus. (Voted Sexiest Senior in next years Yearbook). Unfortunately because of that, he had to walk home in the middle of the night wearing a uniform that barely fit his six foot form. When he'd gotten home, his father wents nuts and started blubbering like made, smashing everything in their shabby apartment before running off into the night. Having taken chase, Glen ended up following his father into a whorehouse the old man frequented.

There he found his underaged sister servicing some male while his mother counted bills and his father sobbed at his feet.

[ . c r i m e . ]
Two counts of murder and several counts assualt. After the scene at the whorehouse, he left his broken family to return home. Three long, sleepless days and nights had dragged past while he sat and stared at the ceiling, never moving, earing, changing. He stayed in that uniform the whole three days, wallowing in the nothingness that was his thoughts before he dragged himself to the kitchen and grabbed a butcher knife. Wandering back to where his dear ol' family resided, he killed two, injured several, and had his eye gouged out before it was all said an done. His mother was first to go, and then three Johns in the back. He located his sister and scooped her up, sitting the little thing out on the porch before going back inside. This continued on until he came across his father hopped up on drugs.

The old man was blubbering and calling his mothers name, but to him. He then realized that the cheerleading uniform hadnt changed in over seventy years and his morher had once been one and he ended the mans life quickly. He spent his next ten minutes of freedom with his sibling, cooing softly and brushing hair away from the girls face with bloodstained fingers.

He pleaded insanity and wasnt put on deathrow.

[ . p e r s o n a l i t y . ]
• Stoic - Blank. Will rarely say anything or do anything to express his true feelings.
•dry humored - He'll try to joke once in awhile but its a bit...dry.
•Ignorant - He just...doesnt know a lot of things.
• Insane - He has his moments. He'll get really quiet then attempt to kick the ass of the nearest person, prisioner or otherwise. There's usually a trigger. Something reminds him or his sister, or his father. Occassionally his mother.
• Caring - Every so often he'll come across someone he'd like to care about.
•Fake - He'll laugh and smile and tell you he loves you, but will turn on you in a moments notice.
•Possessive - Oh he's loved and can love, whether its people or possessions, and he's very possessive of his things.

[ . l i k e s . d i s l i k e s . ]
+ The color red
+ Make up
+ Womens clothing
+ Chocolate
+Quiet
+Gullible people

- Weaklings
- Crybabies
- Regrets
- Memories
- Noise

[ . r e l a t i o n s h i p s . ]
Lacie Elliot Hattings - Sister - 25
She writes him often. He tries to write back but he ends up crying and banging his head against a wall until they put him in the "hole".

[ . o t h e r . ]
• You could call him a transvestite. He gets a bit of a kick out of wearing chicks clothes after his crime in a skirt.
•Obviously sentenced to life. Been in prison since he was eighteen.
• Continues to replace his bandages because he doesnt know what else to do when theres a gaping hole where your eye is supposed to be.
• Has two ring piercings on the eyebrow above his good eye.• Has a plain one line arm band tattoo on his left arm.
•Can cut hair well