Username: [Rice]
Name: Sander Rascalov.
Age: 27.
Gender: Male.

Occupation: Mad Scientist.
Hometown: Duskhills – One of the richest parts of the city. He owns a fairly large house near the front gate that seems abandoned. It isn’t, he just doesn’t keep it in shape. His house sticks out like a soar thumb and is very dark and rundown looking, inside it isn’t much better.

Personality: Sander is, to sum him up in on sentence, completely mad. His mind is erratic and unpredictable; he is exceptionally off the wall to the point that he has been isolated by society. He’s the type of man that causes people to cross the street and walk on the other side, his appearance and over all demeanour is unnerving and unwelcoming. He likes to experiment on things, take them apart and see how they work; he spends most of his time in his study doing so. He has no friends but for a very good reason, the reason being that everyone I frightened of him or creeped out by him. He relates more to a corpse than he does any another human. Sander, while barking mad, is very intelligent and diligent, once he sets his mind to something he does it. He rarely eats and rarely sleeps, believing them to be rather pointless and mundane tasks. However, deep inside he still desires some form of human contact, he just needs to meet a person open enough to accept him. The loneliness to an extent is the cause of his current state, he has built a wall around himself and is frightened by social contact.
Appearance: Sander’s appearance matches his personality perfectly, just plain creepy and disturbing. He is very tall and very thin, almost emaciated. He walks oddly, dragging his feet and hunching forward, hands hanging limply like those of a zombie. His skin is chalky white and unhealthy, his face is sharp featured and angular. His eyes are usually hidden behind a pair of circular glasses that reflect all light. Sanders eyes are thin and heavy lidded with rings of dark under them from countless sleepless nights, the naturally colour of his eyes is a ghostly blue, however he has one hazel one due to extracting his own eye and implanting another persons. It is unknown what the aim of this experiment was. His hair is jet black and cut short, flicking up randomly in places and with a slight fringe he always pushes out of his eyes; his hair is greasy and thin, matching his unhealthy skin. He almost constantly wears surgical clothes and a surgical face mask, all of the colour red. A lot of the time his clothes are covered in blood, however he makes special care to wear clean ones out of the house, that is, when he leaves, which is rare enough.

History: It is unknown when Sander appeared; the abandoned house in Duskhills was suddenly just un-vacant one day, brought by an odd pale man. Sander has lived there for around four years and leaves the house about once every week to go for a walk. He always takes the same route so now the people can plan to be out of his way. When he received the letter from her Majesty he was at first confused by it, however he has decided to accept it. And is now eager to see the inside the Majesties house, he can only dream of what fascinations lay inside.
Other: Sander rarely talks, but when he does his voice is low, he tends to slur his words and hum them out strangely. He also has a pension for giggling when something interests him or he gets excited by something.




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