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nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 10, 2014 14:37:43 GMT -5

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NICABAR "STANLEY" GYPSY

DISTRICT ONE

EIGHTEEN

MALE

APPEARANCE

Medium-short brown hair
Grey-blue eyes
Pale skin
5' 11"
140lbs
Expressive

PERSONALITY

Loyal to crew and camp
Sneaky
Bitter
Secretive
Thief
Joker

HISTORY

Born into rich District One family
Was spoilt
Sent to Training Center at 12
Parent's murdered, and he was forgotten
Lived on the streets from 16
Found the circus camp at 17
Never left

ODAIR

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nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 10, 2014 14:49:39 GMT -5

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Nicabar "Stanley" Gypsy

"Come on, Nica! Nica?" The hard screams from my mother ring out to the silent street's that don't reach my ears; I'm too far away, always too far away, never close enough to grab and rescue her. That's the nightmare that always run through my mind, that keeps me awake at night. I wasn't there to rescue her, I wasn't there to kill the killer. But there I was becoming the killer, not knowing either way.

Between my birth and that event, I was as happy as I could be, nothing bursting the bubble of the only child getting what ever they want. Still, even if you are an only child, why would you give them a name like Nicabar to live up to? See, they wanted a daughter to call Nicola, and when they got me they changed it to Nicabar. What a nice way for me, right? And the thing is, that is one of the things that father told straight to my face. Apart from the occasional thing like that, I got whetever I wanted, whenever I wanted it. My favourite thing that I asked for, and I still own it today, was a shemagh, made by a tailor known by my father. It's like a massive scarf, but black and white check. It's the only thing that I have that reminds me of them.

Fifteen I was when my mother was murdered, thrown into the realms of orphanage. No longer the rich son of the jewellers of the Capitol, but me; Stanley. The name I was hidden behind, my past never leaking out behind the mask that I made for myself. I ran from the orphanage, wanting to make a future on the streets. The orphanage was that bad, the street's being the better option. Then I was Stanley, Stanley the king of the streets. When I look back on that, what a scruff I would have looked like. A hood always pulled up over my head, brown hair falling past my chin, my eyes begging for the food I never got. But there was a side that no one got to see, only that was how I stayed alive.

The street life was what you would call... interesting. It was close like a family, but everyone had their secrets, and no one pushed for any private information of another. I was the youngest there, but I didn't feel like I was treated like one. Still, I was the only one who stole stuff, and when they found out, they threw me out of the group there and then. That threw me, and made me angry, and I turned to the career training; I turned to murder.

"Pl..please don't hurt me. Please?" The bloodcurdling screams echo through the silent street's spike through my ears, shattering the walls I put in my head, leaving a gap of sense in my anger. The murdering stopped soon after, but the pain of my parent's murder never left after that. But I found a family that filled that gap; the circus camp of freaks.

I felt like the camp was my future, the place where I'm not strange, or even unusual. For the first time in my life, I was normal. I cut my hair short for the first time in months, and my face became un-gaunt. My eyes were happy for the first time since my parents were murdered. And I finally had a job that was worthy of me. Stealing from the visitors and moving them about for all of the things there. I also lead them into situations that would normally end in sticky situations, like to Mademoiselle to tell their future and make them kill themselves. I killed for the group, protecting for my family, and my brothers and sisters. But even they don't know my secrets. But the one thing that I told them was if I found out who killed my parent's, no matter who they are, they would die.

My relationship to the freaks is actually quite interesting. There is nothing remotely freakish about me, apart from maybe my fairly un-remarkable face. Honestly, the number of people who forget my face is astounding. Someone also said my eyes are freaky, almost looking dead straight into their soul. Ah, that isn't entirely false, but nice that other people see it. Apart from, maybe? Yeah, maybe the sometimes freaky smile would creep one or two out, which is fun, or the way I walk them round and jump out at them make them scream, which is more fun. But really, in the group, Isolde looks after me, Elsa to you, let me in without grilling me, and I thank her for that. The fortune teller, Hallow, seems nice enough, but I can't help feeling that she's keeping an eye on me, and like she's keeping some information from me, but really, I may be reading this wrong. Twisty the Clown, I haven't got close enough to him yet to know his name, but, keep this between you and me, he's dangerous, and anyone, even a freak from this camp went to see him in his school bus, we would never see them again.

I like tell jokes to them, dark jokes. It really lets out the steam of the camp, and prepares me for the next time I say "Roll up, roll up, everybody come to the circus!" You never would guess our secret life hidden behind the circus, and if you did, it would be the last thing you ever would find out. Ah, but honesty, the circus really does suit me, down to a tee almost. Let's me live up to my name; Sneaky wanderer. I could almost also be a clown, but I really can't be bothered with all the make up. And the person with the pie would so get murdered if they even looked at me or even thought about putting that pie anywhere near my face. Unless it was Twisty, who I would let, and then laugh at it. That dude just freaks me out. Makes me happy that I keep my secrets from everyone, so that he knows nothing about me. Don't clowns give you the creeps? Twisty doesn't just creep people out, he creeps up on people too. Ain't that joke funny, yet so true?

Last Edit: Oct 15, 2014 16:51:57 GMT -5 by ghosty

ghosty Mentor 2,134 POSTS Pronouns: he/him last seen Dec 5, 2022 12:52:02 GMT -5	nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 11, 2014 10:10:54 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ghosty on Oct 11, 2014 10:10:54 GMT -5 This bio is finished!

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nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 14, 2014 5:05:33 GMT -5

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Post by cass on Oct 14, 2014 5:05:33 GMT -5

Hiya Ghosty!

This bio is looking awesome but there are a few things we need to fix before he can be accepted!

Okay so you're lacking on a bit of length, and there is so much happening in this bio that you really need to expand on what you have a bit more. I understand that their death is the cause to his street living life, but aside from those affects you have hardly even touched upon life before their deaths. Perhaps also expand on what lead to his adoption into this "freak" family?

Could you please expand a bit more and add at least two more paragraphs to this bio? Thank you <3

--Cass

ghosty Mentor 2,134 POSTS Pronouns: he/him last seen Dec 5, 2022 12:52:02 GMT -5	nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 14, 2014 12:43:41 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ghosty on Oct 14, 2014 12:43:41 GMT -5 Hopefully finished what needed doing?

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nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 15, 2014 16:36:38 GMT -5

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Post by [ retro gm ] angel lí ✨ on Oct 15, 2014 16:36:38 GMT -5

Hey Ghosty! If it's not too much trouble, could you please add a bit more to your personality and appearance paragraphs? There's lots about his history and his relationship with the other Freaks which is awesome, but I'm not quite getting a sense of his personality or looks. Just a few more sentences will do. Thanks! ^^

“and men said that the blood of the stars flowed in her veins.”

ghosty Mentor 2,134 POSTS Pronouns: he/him last seen Dec 5, 2022 12:52:02 GMT -5	nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 15, 2014 16:37:54 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ghosty on Oct 15, 2014 16:37:54 GMT -5 Okay^^

ghosty Mentor 2,134 POSTS Pronouns: he/him last seen Dec 5, 2022 12:52:02 GMT -5	nicabar "stanley" gypsy // district 1 // fin Oct 15, 2014 16:52:18 GMT -5 Quote Select Post Deselect Post Link to Post Member Give Gift Back to Top Post by ghosty on Oct 15, 2014 16:52:18 GMT -5 Done?

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