Steven Mcquire

[Steven Mcquire]

Another dream that will never come true
Just to compliment your sorrow
Another life that I've taken from you
A gift to add on to your pain and suffering
Another truth you can never believe
Has crippled you completely
All the cries you're beginning to hear
Trapped in your mind, and the sound is deafening

the little things give you away.

full name, Steven Peter Mcquire

nicknames, Stevie

age, 21

gender, male

sexuality, straight

power, Pyrokinesis

simply a look can break your heart.

eye colour, Blue

hair colour, Dark Brown

height, 6'3"

description, Steven is an impressive 6'3", taking after his late father, which he uses against people as it makes him intimidating to look at. He boasts broad but sloping shoulders, with a build that isn't excessively skinny or overweight. His height is taller than most but his build is sort of average, which makes him look somewhat out of proportion at times. His eyes are a dull silverly blue, and the only thing he inherited from his mother, which he's very proud of. He has a thin face which shows off his sculpted cheekbones.

clothing, His usual attire consists of a plain button down shirt and jeans. Occasionally, he'll adapt his style to contain pattern on his shirts, but this is rare. His jeans display evidence of constant wear, as they're worn in and slightly faded, but this is mostly his reluctance to go shopping and buy more.

i am the mess you chose.

good traits, He can be nice if he likes you. If you're in his good books, then he'll protect you and treasure you. He has a dry sense of humour, which could be considered black in most cases. This rubs alongside his general wit and just above average intelligence. He's cunning and sly, with a manipulative streak which means he knows just how to wrap you round his finger. He's got the voice and face of angel, but is the spawn of the devil, and he could convince you to do anything if he wanted.

bad traits, He's aggressive with a short temper, which is a bad combination considering his formidable abilities. His temperament is somewhat fragile and he's been referred to as volatile, because his mood swings violently and he can go from amiable to violent in a heartbeat. He figured from a young age that loyalty will get you nowhere and potentially hurt, and as a result is the sort to stab you in the back as soon as look at you. He's reasonably easily distracted and if he has something on his mind, he'll zone out and you'll have no hope at conversing with him.

habits, He's been known to click his fingers without being fully aware, resulting in throwaway sparks and thus a few fires.
He has to do something with his hands, so when he's not clicking, he's normally scratching his arms or neck or singing things by accident.
Hopeless at punctuality, he's always late so it's best to ask him to be somewhere two hours before you need him.

three words to sum up your character,
- Volatile
- Fierce
- Disconnected

mother father sister brother, happy family.

father,
Peter Mcquire (deceased)

mother,
Jacqueline Rubix (whereabouts unknown)

siblings,
None

other relatives,
All deceased

direct family,
None

i've not made amends for yesterday.

place of birth, Brittany, France

date of birth, 7th July

history, He was born to unmarried teenage parents, when they were running away. His grandparents didn't approve of his existence, and urged his mother to abort her illegitimate child, but instead she decided to run away with her boyfriend. He grew up in rural France, hating every minute of it.
His father, in times of stress, had been known to turn to the bottle. A few years after Steven's birth, this became regular and he was stuck in the permanent state of alcoholism. He regularly hurled abusive comments at his son and partner.
A day after his seventh birthday, Steven's mother packed her bags and left, while his father was passed in a drunken stupor. Steven learnt to look after himself from this point on.
When he was 11, he started to realise that strange things happened when he lost his temper. His temperature would rise to insane degrees, and he often used to scorch the wooden floors when he walked. After accidentally setting fire to his Dad's chair, when he was 17, his father proceeded to yell and throw objects at him. He called his son a freak and a genetic accident, to which Steven replied only by losing his temper further and burning his father alive.
Surprised, but for the most part, not unhappy, Steven looked at the situation objectively, set fire to the family home and walked out the door. He hitchhiked for about six months, traveling most of France in his quest to escape what he'd done and find a new life for himself.
Six months after he'd settled in Paris, they came for him. He was taken to Chesil Valley, where he got a low paying job and took up residence in an apartment on his own.

so who are you? yeah, who are you?

your name/pen name, Spam

any other characters on this site, No

did you read the rules? Yessum

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