Name: Calloway, sometimes goes by Mars, Pel, Doctor, That Person Over There, Kiril, etc.
Age:35 36 37
Birthday: February 12th
Gender: Ambiguous, for the sake of everybody's peace of mind usually answers to male identification or whatever happens to be convenient
Nationality: Irish
Category: NPC
It's kind of bad so you know it's got to be by me.
Appearance Description: Dark red hair that falls about an inch below the shoulders, very pale skin, very light green eyes that sometimes look periwinkle, five foot five inches in height, wears oval glasses.
Usually seen in a white lab coat over a pale blue dress shirt. Sometimes ditches the lab coat for a dark navy jacket instead. Actually is covered in scars from various incidences but nobody will ever see that.
Personality Description: Whimsical but mostly cold and apathetic. Lies a lot or, more accurately, dances wildly around the truth. Motivated mainly by selfishness and likes messing with others. Not particularly troubled by moral issues. Rarely seen without a smile, which comes generally in two types : smug and axe crazy. Takes offense to people prodding about health issues.
Powers: None
Birth Place / Hometown: Somewhere in Ireland
Occupation: Specter Scientist/Biochemist/Neurologist
Father: Thomas Lovejoy (78) Literature Professor
Mother: Joan Calloway (72) Retired Military Personnel
Sibling: Gabriel Lovejoy (37) Law Enforcement, Cyril Lovejoy (33) Electronic Engineer
Biography: Had a decent upbringing but eventually grew apart from siblings due to health issues. Surprised everybody with choice of major but was supported anyways. More or less ran off from the family after graduate school started. Nowadays, only has reluctant contact with Gabriel and so doesn’t have to put up with the rest of the family disapproving of life choices. There was a certain incident with a certain scientist that's better off left unsaid.
Additional Information: Has an androgynous voice and is very good at changing the pitch and tone. Sometimes does so out of boredom, in the middle of conversations. Real gender can't be told anymore without much closer inspection due to self surgery. To put it simply and least messily, there are simply no longer any sexual organs present. Never ask why. The rant is long, ugly, and again has to do with a certain scientist who should kindly dunk his head into a boiler.
Actually has type IVA osteogensis imperfecta (brittle bone disease) and so has deteriorating hearing and is not capable of physical combat. Is a very bad shot with a gun, so that's out as well. Will simply start chucking chemicals at people if there is a need. Favorites are things like mustard gas, liquid nitrogen, and sulfuric acid.
Age:
Birthday: February 12th
Gender: Ambiguous, for the sake of everybody's peace of mind usually answers to male identification or whatever happens to be convenient
Nationality: Irish
Category: NPC
It's kind of bad so you know it's got to be by me.
Appearance Description: Dark red hair that falls about an inch below the shoulders, very pale skin, very light green eyes that sometimes look periwinkle, five foot five inches in height, wears oval glasses.
Usually seen in a white lab coat over a pale blue dress shirt. Sometimes ditches the lab coat for a dark navy jacket instead. Actually is covered in scars from various incidences but nobody will ever see that.
Personality Description: Whimsical but mostly cold and apathetic. Lies a lot or, more accurately, dances wildly around the truth. Motivated mainly by selfishness and likes messing with others. Not particularly troubled by moral issues. Rarely seen without a smile, which comes generally in two types : smug and axe crazy. Takes offense to people prodding about health issues.
Powers: None
Birth Place / Hometown: Somewhere in Ireland
Occupation: Specter Scientist/Biochemist/Neurologist
Father: Thomas Lovejoy (78) Literature Professor
Mother: Joan Calloway (72) Retired Military Personnel
Sibling: Gabriel Lovejoy (37) Law Enforcement, Cyril Lovejoy (33) Electronic Engineer
Biography: Had a decent upbringing but eventually grew apart from siblings due to health issues. Surprised everybody with choice of major but was supported anyways. More or less ran off from the family after graduate school started. Nowadays, only has reluctant contact with Gabriel and so doesn’t have to put up with the rest of the family disapproving of life choices. There was a certain incident with a certain scientist that's better off left unsaid.
Additional Information: Has an androgynous voice and is very good at changing the pitch and tone. Sometimes does so out of boredom, in the middle of conversations. Real gender can't be told anymore without much closer inspection due to self surgery. To put it simply and least messily, there are simply no longer any sexual organs present. Never ask why. The rant is long, ugly, and again has to do with a certain scientist who should kindly dunk his head into a boiler.
Actually has type IVA osteogensis imperfecta (brittle bone disease) and so has deteriorating hearing and is not capable of physical combat. Is a very bad shot with a gun, so that's out as well. Will simply start chucking chemicals at people if there is a need. Favorites are things like mustard gas, liquid nitrogen, and sulfuric acid.