Post by LEON NIKLAS RICHTÖFEN on Jan 5, 2012 1:38:39 GMT -5
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personality:
Imagine - if you can - not having a conscience, none at all, no feelings of guilt or remorse no matter what you do, no limiting sense of concern of the well-being of strangers, friends, or even family members. Imagine no struggles with shame, not a single one in your whole life, no matter what kind of selfish, lazy, harmful, or immoral action you had taken. And pretend that the concept of responsibility is unknown to you, except as a burden others seem to accept without question, like gullible fools. Now add to this strange fantasy the ability to conceal from other people that your psychological makeup is radically different from theirs. Since everyone simply assumes that conscience is universal among human beings, hiding the fact that you are conscience-free is nearly effortless. You are not held back from any of your desires by guilt or shame, and you are never confronted by others for your cold-bloodedness. The ice water in your veins is so bizarre, so completely outside of their personal experience that they seldom even guess at your condition. (Martha Stout).
In this case, your thirst for blood is most magnificent – most beautiful. Your yearning to see and taste the fear of both the guilty and the innocent is overpowering. You cannot resist anymore. Hell, the world has come to an end. You’re just helping it along.
history:
All through his career, Richtöfen has been at the forefront of torture and information extraction research. Richtofen is an incurable sociopath and sees no moral distinction between natural death and murder; the victim is the victim, regardless of how their demise manifests itself.
Leon had slipped out of Germany a number of years ago and come to take refuge in America after a number of his nurses mysteriously died cleaning his surgical utensils with their bodies.
Since his arrival in America, the doc has taken up plastic surgery, sometimes starting games with the authorities if the patient didn't appreciate his work. Given his reputation, however, he hasn't been given any real excitements for quite a time now. And he's got this itch to do something about it.
Fortunately for the living, the undead have spiked his amusement.
relationships:
none sexually, and none expected.
possibly a character, preferably a younger female, to care for - not to love - but to fancy
and the rest of it:
The doc was absolutely pleased when he saw that single walker roaming the otherwise unoccupied avenue. By then the panic had spread nationwide and the military had been mobilized. The unending gunfire was audible even from that gathered in the most densely populated areas. He had been waiting for the Leon’s office. He watched admiringly from behind a locked door, through the dusty curtains of his Victorian era house.
“Ze untoten hass risen!”
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27 YEARS. HUMAN. DAVID GANDY. HETEROSEXUAL. GERMAN. SOCIOPATH.
[/color][/font][/center]personality:
Imagine - if you can - not having a conscience, none at all, no feelings of guilt or remorse no matter what you do, no limiting sense of concern of the well-being of strangers, friends, or even family members. Imagine no struggles with shame, not a single one in your whole life, no matter what kind of selfish, lazy, harmful, or immoral action you had taken. And pretend that the concept of responsibility is unknown to you, except as a burden others seem to accept without question, like gullible fools. Now add to this strange fantasy the ability to conceal from other people that your psychological makeup is radically different from theirs. Since everyone simply assumes that conscience is universal among human beings, hiding the fact that you are conscience-free is nearly effortless. You are not held back from any of your desires by guilt or shame, and you are never confronted by others for your cold-bloodedness. The ice water in your veins is so bizarre, so completely outside of their personal experience that they seldom even guess at your condition. (Martha Stout).
In this case, your thirst for blood is most magnificent – most beautiful. Your yearning to see and taste the fear of both the guilty and the innocent is overpowering. You cannot resist anymore. Hell, the world has come to an end. You’re just helping it along.
history:
All through his career, Richtöfen has been at the forefront of torture and information extraction research. Richtofen is an incurable sociopath and sees no moral distinction between natural death and murder; the victim is the victim, regardless of how their demise manifests itself.
Leon had slipped out of Germany a number of years ago and come to take refuge in America after a number of his nurses mysteriously died cleaning his surgical utensils with their bodies.
Since his arrival in America, the doc has taken up plastic surgery, sometimes starting games with the authorities if the patient didn't appreciate his work. Given his reputation, however, he hasn't been given any real excitements for quite a time now. And he's got this itch to do something about it.
Fortunately for the living, the undead have spiked his amusement.
relationships:
none sexually, and none expected.
possibly a character, preferably a younger female, to care for - not to love - but to fancy
and the rest of it:
The doc was absolutely pleased when he saw that single walker roaming the otherwise unoccupied avenue. By then the panic had spread nationwide and the military had been mobilized. The unending gunfire was audible even from that gathered in the most densely populated areas. He had been waiting for the Leon’s office. He watched admiringly from behind a locked door, through the dusty curtains of his Victorian era house.
“Ze untoten hass risen!”
LEO; PACIFIC TIME ZONE.
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