Post by billygnosis on Nov 1, 2008 17:58:09 GMT -5
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Character Information
Canon?Nope
Character Name:Franz Dejan Burkhard
Gender:Male
Age:39
Species/Breed:Canine. Exact breed unknown. Presumed to be some sort of german shepherd mix.
Current Occupation:Physician. Specialises in and builds medical-mechanical enhancements; bionic limbs, ears, eyes, that kind of thing. One of the top medical consults on the subject.
Personality:
Franz has some social issues. He doesn't quite know how to truly interact with others.. civilly. It's not that he means to be a sociopathic prick, it just kind of happens.
He's been abusive towards what few friends and lovers he's had or has ever had. He plays mind games most of the time with his buddies and typically just teases them. The more intimate relationship, the worse he gets. For example; for a while he'll act as though he loves you. Then he'll add some verbal and physical abuse into the mix. The abuse will keep getting worse and worse until A: you leave him, B: decides show a few expressions of love and approval every now and then. Either way, he wins in a sense.
Franz has a lack of remorse, shame and guilt. No matter what he does, or you do, it doesn't affect him. He is outraged by insignificant matters, yet remains unmoved and cold by what would upset a normal person.
Franz is a very "has to see it to believe it" kind of guy. Meaning, you have to have proof of something before he'll even remotely believe it. (as you could probably guess, he's not very religious..) He's driven by logic. Feelings mean less than logic, hands down. If you have, say, an hypothesis about how to make something better, he may go along with it if you make any sense what-so-ever. If you come up to him and say "cheese can destroy the world" chances are, he'll ignore you.
He is never really genuine. His emotions, promises, typically all feigned. He puts on a pseudo-charming cover for most.
He's a wondrous liar. Franz lies like he's stating a fact. Extremely convincing and could even able to pass lie detector tests.
Franz is a withdrawn person. He'd much rather keep to himself rather than go out and socialise. He hardly gets along with anyone. He doesn't care much for interaction between himself and another furre. Actually, he doesn't care much for other furres in general. He seems to be unable to care about others at all. His lack of concern for the well being of others is kind of odd, considering his career. But it doesn't get in the way any, so it doesn't much matter any way.
And whilst on the subject of his job: Franz hates it. He hates his job with a passion. Though he does like the fact that he gets to build robotic body parts. Mechanics and machines are cool with him. He has long preferred machines over actual, living beings. They're much easier to get along with. They don't screw up as much as others. He likes them a lot. It's the helping people and sucking up to superiors he doesn't much care for. It annoys him. If it weren't good money, he'd quit in a heartbeat.
Order is everything. Everything he owns has a spot. Everything he has in his flat is either alphabetised, colour coded, or ordered by size. If only one thing is misplaced, everything has to be misplaced and re-done. And he'll go insane if that happens. God help you if you decide it would be funny to move his things around and he catches you.
Franz is a perfectionist. Everything he does needs to be up to his high standards. Down to every last detail it needs to be perfect. Using his bionics as an example; If just one thing, even if it doesn't effect it's function, is slightly off from his original layout for the device, he will have to tear it apart and re-do it. He is very self-critical. If he makes even a tiny, little mistake, it hits him hard. And, often times, will go into a short depression, lasting anywhere from three days to two weeks.
There are few things that make him happy. Genuinely happy, that is. Crafting extremely detailed models of vehicles and buildings and them setting them on fire is one. Making his bionic-whatevers is another. He has a thing with collecting music as well.
Appearance:
Not quite towering, but not at all short, either. Intimidating, would be a good word to describe Franz. Though he's got a lean, skinny build, he still looks as though he'd be able to put up one hell of a fight.
He's got a nearly perfect posture. He has never been seen hunching over. Ever. He holds his head high, and stands proud. In front of important people, anyway. When alone he doesn't bother.
His face is longer, his muzzle slender and straight. His ears are tall, and triangular, like that of of a German Shepherd's. His face could be compared to a triangle; smaller at the bottom than at the top. His eyes are small, and brilliantly light blue. Franz's eyes are one of his more distinguishing features. They're often bored, cold, and hold hlints of insanity. Really easy to scare small children with.
He is hardly ever seen smiling. Which can be a good or a bad thing. A good thing, considering he's got a wicked-evil grin that would kill if it could. Bad, because his normal bored and bitter-scowl isn't much better. Well, if you see him smiling at you, run. It's a good idea. The guy's a bit of a nutter.
The majority of his fur is short and still remains pitch black, despite bits of it fading to a lighter, ash grey. For the most part, his hands, feet, nose and chin are lighter. Franz's hair is kept at a moderate, easy to maintain length, and just pushed back. It's considerably greyer than any other part of him.
Franz has this olive-brown Highwayman's coat that that he is never seen (outside) without. To go with it, though he doesn't wear it as often, he has a three-cornered hat, almost the same shade as the coat, though a little darker. Oddly enough, he doesn't look half bad in both of 'em. The look suits him.
All though Franz likes bright, colourful articles of clothing, it just doesn't suit him. He still goes with the oranges and greens he loves, just more dull shades. It works a bit better.
Background:
Franz Dejan was born in a well-to-do family in West Lucent. He was a third child, the youngest in a set triplets, in fact. He was the son of Emil Burkhard, an accomplished surgeon, and Annora Dezi, a somewhat renowned pianist. His family home was a rather large place, obviously costing a lot of money.
Franz, because he looked exactly like his father (appearances are everything), was the favourite child. Well, with his father. His mother never really cared for any of her children, or she didn't appear to. Annora was hardly ever home. His brothers, Ulrich and Edrich, didn't like him very much because he got all of the attention. Oh well. Too bad for them. Franz barely saw his siblings anyway. But life was good... Well, good enough.
When Franz was about six years old to about twelve, he was made to study, well, just about everything, and some things relating to medicine. He was going to be like his father and his grandfather. He'd be a great doctor of some kind like every Burkhard before him. Emil would make sure of that. Young Franz was never allowed to see or play with others his age. He wasn't allowed to attend public, or even private school. He was home schooled by his father.
By the time he was twelve, his father was arrested. Who would have guessed that purposely killing twenty-odd patients was illegal? So, anyway, Emil was hauled off to prison for a long, long time. Once Franz, Ulrich, and Edrich's mother learned of this, she actually started taking care of her kids.
Eventually, when they all turned thirteen, the three moved with their mother to East Lucent, in a far less large, and expensive house. No more home schooling for Franz. He had to go to public school now. He didn't know how to talk to other kids, how everything worked. To say the least, he didn't fit in. At all.
Think of that one scrawny, geeky kid you saw in class, the one who was always the butt of the jokes, the one that never talked or did any wrong. That kid was Franz. Though he did wonderful in it, he hated school. Hated it. He went from being a sweet, quiet, innocent child to a bitter, cynical, aggressive bastard in about two years.
For a while, he got into a lot of trouble at school. He got into fights (mainly lost, but it was the effort that counted), vandalized just about everything you could think of, his grades dropped, he got suspended for weeks at a time. He was trying to get himself kicked out of school, basically. He hated it and wasn't going to stay there any longer.
When he was about sixteen, Franz discovered medical-mechanical enhancements. He obsessed over it. He was going to learn everything about them. Just the concept alone of being able to smack some metal, wire, and various other substances together in a skilled fashion and slap it on some dude was just awesome. And he could work it in with the whole medicine thing his father wanted him to do!
He figured that he wouldn't ever become a physician if he kept on with his poor grades and what not. Long story short: He got his act together. Graduated high school with the second highest grades of the class. He ended up getting a scholarship that paid for most of his college expenses. For the rest, since his mother wouldn't help, he cycled through several part time jobs whilst in school. He eventually graduated college. Had a 3.99 GPA. Eventually got a job researching and working on bionic enhancements.
(I left out a TON of little details, but the gist is still there. I'm done for now, hopefully)
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