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noxgil-blog · 7 years
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okay so i wanna get started with this smol son of mine so! like this for a short starter ( lengths varying from oneliner to one small para! ) ~
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noxgil-blog · 7 years
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hey there! this is sor, your lovely neighborhood’s meme straight from a very heated zone of europe, and i’m here to finally give this oc of mine i’ve had for years the spotlight he deserves, even if he had to go under last minute change! i am sure he’ll be still as grumpy as ever ♥
his about & bio are still a wip, while under the cut you’ll find a quick summary of his life and personality traits ~ of course, feel free to hit me up on dms for plotting or to ask for my discord ( just beware, i’ll be rather slow due to my activity focusing more on my indie blogs, that’s all ) !
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noxgil-blog · 7 years
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hey there! this is sor, your lovely neighborhood’s meme straight from a very heated zone of europe, and i’m here to finally give this oc of mine i’ve had for years the spotlight he deserves, even if he had to go under last minute change! i am sure he’ll be still as grumpy as ever ♥
his about & bio are still a wip, while under the cut you’ll find a quick summary of his life and personality traits ~ of course, feel free to hit me up on dms for plotting or to ask for my discord ( just beware, i’ll be rather slow due to my activity focusing more on my indie blogs, that’s all ) !
first things first; he’s blind. he’s born with a genetic disease called LCA ( leber’s congenital amaurosis ), which p much has him unable to see a damn thing since birth. literally. he can only see black. not a color, not a blurry shadow, nothing but the abyss;
because of being born blind he’s hated guts by his family, rich owners of a big entertainment company in seoul, south korea. like, they’re already both a couple of very busy business people with their heads all over the place ( and more importantly all over money ), just imagine them being at home and willingly ignoring the child and leaving him with nannies, and only picking him up when it was time to play the merciful parents who still love their ‘defective child’ trope;
he suffered a whole lot with child neglect, especially during teenage years, and his only consolation was his only true love, aka the piano. he’d play and compose whenever he’d have some free time from studying, and that would console him quite a but from the solitude and helplessness;
at some point, since he’s actually been able to prove himself as an ace student upon finishing school, he was ready to ask for his parents to accept his decision to attend conservatory, but instead what he obtained was a huge fight in which he sarcastically said he’d leave the family manor if he’d get an apartment in a fancy ass foreign country and some money so he’d just leave... and that’s what they did. they legit bought him a damn loft in london, gave him a huge amount of money and pretty much brought him at the door;
which is hilarious since, despite he’s considered ‘estranged’, they still try to control the fuck out of him with excessive phone calls and ‘family friends’ asking about him;
has been working as a lounge pianist in a big luxury hotel for more than five years and he’s one of the most appreciated artists around, and with the money he gets from the performances he manages to pay all he needs, from food to bills ( because apparently, playing for rich people and getting tipped for it gets you good );
legit a grumpy old man who will beat you with his cane if he either gets excessively babied or belittled on the outside, actually a very sad cinnamon roll who wants to stop feeling like he’s the world friggin’ burden and feel like a normal human being on the inside;
never had a kiss, never had sex, too pure to handle, keeps saying he’ll die alone surrounded by fluffy dwarf bunnies;
has some of the people he works with at the hotel & his best friend help him with sns most of the times, when there aren’t any decent voice-to-text apps for him to use;
has actually a fucking good memory like it’s scary the amount of stuff he remembers, fave motto remains ‘words can be forgiven, but never forgotten’ because it’s so fucking true;
occasionally his best friend brought him to the hair stylist ‘for a cut’, claiming his bangs were hideous. he came out with a very butchered haircut he’s still trying to recover from;
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