spectre of my mortal soul.

Warren Mason | 36 | Bayfield Sports Complex | Brookland resident | I need a reason to exist.

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Bayfield Task 001 ; Three Four of a Kind 

Spike Spiegel - Cowboy Bebop 

"I felt like I was watching a dream I'd never wake up from. Before I knew it, the dream was all over."

Aloof, detached, charming. 

Aside from the obvious similarity that both Spike and Warren have sustained injuries to their right eyes (unfortunately Warren does not have a cool cybernetic eye to replace his injured one) and how both characters are highly skilled at using martial arts,  Warren also shares many other personality traits with Spike.  Both Warren and Spike drift aimlessly through life just trying to find where they fit into society after a catastrophic event changed everything for them. Warren’s life seems to be almost episodic in nature, where he lives on day at a time with no real aspirations for the future.  Also this short clip found here [ x ] really sums up both character’s attitudes when faced with certain death. 

Raylan Givens - Justified 

“Ever get the feeling God’s laughing at you?” 

Stubborn, authoritative, walking emotional disaster.  

Like Raylan, Warren is able to keep his cool in most tense situations.  He’s very straight forward and blunt when speaking.  He’s a good man at heart, but his internalized rage threatens to consume him.  Warren’s done some questionable things in his past, but his mistakes were always made with the best intentions.

Geralt of Rivia - The Witcher 

“I've understood that the sun shines differently when something changes, but I'm not the axis of those changes. The sun shines differently, but it will continue to shine, and jumping at it with a hoe isn't going to do anything. We've got to accept facts, elf. That's what we've got to learn."

Cynical, worrisome, conflicted.

Both characters feel as though they do not belong in the world that they live in. Warren is very protective of the few friends and family he’s close with.  He also tends to help out people that may not necessarily like him, but he does it anyways because he feels like it’s the right thing to do. 

Shinji Ikari - Neon Genesis Evangelion / End of Evangelion: Death & Rebirth 

“I must not run away.” 

Self destructive, nihilistic, closed off.  

Shinji more so represents the formative years of Warren’s life, when he was trying to establish his own self worth by doing what makes him happy rather than what his father/family wants for him.  His self worth issues stem from the toxic environment in which he was raised. Warren tends to chose escapism rather than come face to face with reality. He constantly wants to be needed by others as a way of affirming his own value in himself.

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Anna was so far out of her comfort zone it was almost unimaginable. She’d plan to spend the night on the outskirts of the fun, devouring glasses of champagne while getting to know her neighbours in a way that friendly newcomers to town should. And for a while she’d stuck to that plan. However, for the last hour she’d ended up on the dance floor, only coming off five minutes earlier when it was clear that her feet needed a break. She was debating kicking her shoes off, freeing the victims from their torturous prison, when she spotted a newly familiar face. “Dancing counts towards my sixty minutes a day, right?” It was part question and part tease aimed at her new trainer, wondering whether she should assure Warren she’d make sure to be much better co-ordinated at his class than she had been on the floor.

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Warren had been hiding out by the table of hors d'oeuvres, actively trying to avoid yet another painful conversation he had been forced into by stuffing his face.  ‘If I have to hear about this motherfucker’s new Porsche one more goddamn time, he’s going through that big ass window in the parlor,’ The fighter thought as he chewed, the movement on the dance floor catching his good eye.  He recognized a woman from one of his classes walking towards him and looked mildly relieved.  “Sure does,” Warren agreed, his gaze shifting to her shoes, “Although I’m amazed you haven’t twisted your ankle yet trying to dance in those.”  

[juliehawthorne]

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“Hey, stranger.” Coming up behind, Juliette smiled as she ordered a drink at the bar. By now, both her and Rich had been separated, and when she’d returned to find him, she’d found her friend talking with his ex–which really only meant trouble. So Instead of breaking them up, she’d headed for the bar which is where she found her neighbor. “Enjoying yourself, or just counting down the minutes till you’re free?”

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Warren had been waiting on drinks for himself and his date when a familiar voice drew his attention from the man standing behind the bar.  “Hey Jules,” He greeted with a smile, looking down at her.  “Damn, you look great, your date is lucky as hell,” He complimented gruffly, taking his drink off the bar. “I think I can handle a few more hours of this if they keep the drinks coming,” He answered with a chuckle.  “How’s your night been so far?”

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@detectiveblackwell 

He lost sight of his date hours ago, but that was the least of Warren’s concerns.  The only thing on mind at the moment was getting some much needed nicotine into his system.  The liquor in his glass sloshed over the side as he pushed open the glass door to the upstairs balcony.  The music coming from downstairs was so loud he failed to notice the click the door made as it locked when he pushed it closed behind him.  Warren retrieved his pack of cigarettes from his pocket and felt around for his lighter but paused when he noticed the woman standing near the railing already puffing on a lit cigarette.  “’Scuse me ma’am, you got a light?” Warren asked, unlit cigarette hanging from his lip as he approached the detective. 

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@bellabyrne 

Warren still was not sure what had possessed him to ask Bella Byrne to the Gala at the last minute, even as he sat in his car outside her house.  He wondered if it had been weird to ask her in the first place, sure they were friends but he felt like he hardly knew anything about her.  Even if they were going as just friends.  His fingers drummed nervously on the wood grain steering wheel, his gaze shifting to his watch.  Warren got out and walked up to her door, nearly slipping on the ice accumulated on the sidewalk.  He rang the doorbell, shuffling awkwardly on his feet as he waited for her to answer.  He had to do a double take when she opened the door.  Sure, Bella was a beautiful woman, but he had only ever seen her in her gym clothes drenched in sweat. He had no idea she cleaned up this nicely.  “Wow,” He commented with a smile, “You look, amazing. Ready to go?” 

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Warren Mason  → Byrne’s New Years Eve Party 

[effbitchesdatewitches]

Guys, I’m not sure but I think his scars are from fighting.