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Ayy so I redrew them all again, THESE CHARACTERS HAVE REAL DESCRIPTIONS and you can read about them here:Ā https://docs.google.com/document/d/1eBwH57QeKfw2WaELj8RHfR-UHUQwelQnbNIkwC8t2jI/edit?usp=sharing
It's mostly about my Richtofen sona (Richardson Richtofen), with small sections for the rest of the crew.Ā
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3. Was there a cause for his schizophrenia & bipolar?
4. What symptoms does he suffer from the most and how do the rest of the crew respond to it?
5. Do you ship any of the crew together or is it all just platonic?
1. I'd say that he's around his early 40s or in his late 30s lol
2. He's 5'5, a bit shorter than Dempsey
3. His schizophrenia is from genetics, it runs in the familyšš„ and bipolar is something pretty much recent that he got from his early days in college due to traumatic events
4. He'd experience sudden mood swings, mainly manic episodes and agitation. The most common symptoms he experience from schizophrenia is delusion and hearing voices in his head that he slowly but surely started to adapt to. Dempsey finds it irritating, mostly arguing and fighting with him because he was a pain in the ass for said symptoms. Takeo feels sorry for his condition, but sometimes he can't just excuse the evil Richtofen is causing. Nikolai haven't thought much about it, since he's the only one Richtofen is nice to and tolerates.
5. They're poly because I said so lol, they kiss each other goodnight even if they have a love hate relationship with eachother ā¤ļø
I don't know if it's just a thing people gloss over or forget, but Richtofen has a lot of religious-related quotes. which I'm all for. Yes. Richtofen, you are God's child.
Everyone called him the Doctor. He dealt with all the undesirables, all the dregs of societyāthe rats and the men left as lessons to the living. Mutilation and torture were his wheelhouse, and no man ever left that room in one piece.
Franco watched with a squint of his eyes as the Doctor wiped off his tools while casually whistling a tune the likes of which he couldn't place. "You almost finished here, Doc?" Franco growled, surly from the long wait.
Cleaning up the waste was a filthy fucking affair, but it had to be done.
A grin spread across the Doctor's thin face. "Patience is a virtue, buddy. Your mother ever teach you that?"
"Real fuckin' funny."
"Believe it or not, I was being serious. No one knows patience like the dead. It's the living that can't seem to stop their griping. Especiallyā" With a grunt, he heaved the hacked up torso into a garbage bag, pushing in the limbs and morsels after. "āwhen we're talking spineless little quitters like this."
Cutting to the chase, Franco stamped his foot and barked, "Did he give you anything or what?"
"Sure did. Two fingers in, and he was already squealing. Five, and you could even call us best friends. No secrets between us." He inspected the hacksaw closely for bloodstains, bringing it into the light. "Guy named Roberto. That ringing any bells?"
Franco clenched his hands into fists. "Motherfucker."
The Doctor chuckled. "Don't know about mothers, but he's probably getting his prick wet in some snatch as we speak."
With a scoff, Franco turned on his heels to leave when he heard the Doctor clear his throat from behind.
"Little help here?"
With a disgusted glare at the stuffed bag, Franco sneered, "Do I look like your errand boy? Take that shit out yourself."
"You know, it wouldn't kill you to lend a hand every now and again. You're headed out anyway, and I still gotta hose off in here."
"Yeah, you do." Franco crinkled his nose. "Smells like shit, Doc. Light a candle or somethin'. Jesus."
