HOLMES, SETH ELLIOT

[SETH ELLIOT HOLMES]

Name: seth elliot holmes
Age: 18
Gender: Male
class: med risk
Birthday: june twelfth
Face Claim: Brian Jameson
Height, and weight: 5. 10
Personallity:

Basically, he’s an asshole. Because of his lack of comprehension of love he has no regard for others at all. The only person he really cares about is his sister, and this is because of their sexual blood connection. Seth’s brain works like a primal animal, looking for the perfect breeding device. Everything that Seth feels a carefully calculated and this makes him dangerous. Unlike some in the asylum Seth knows what he is doing, and has no problem with it at all. He fooled the psychologists into thinking that he has a mental illness, but he really has none. He is however a sexual deviant and was going to be put away for life in a cell. He is full out addicted to sex. He never used to be this way. He used to be that quiet little nobody who his in the corner wanting everyone to stop hurting him, until he snapped. No longer does he have a kind loving bone in his body. And taking after his mother Seth likes sex –especially bondage where he can hurt the female.

His mind is numbed by pain, therefore he is completely sober. Hurting people is his alcohol he is very good at hiding his true intentions from the civilized subjects in the asylum. But how long will he be able to pretend before becoming insane?

Illness:

sexual deviant, frotturism

Family:

Isabella Holmes: Mother
Shane Holmes: Father
Sarah Holmes: Sister

History:

Seth’s mother had given birth to him when she was only around nineteen years old. At the time, her world consisted of drugs, alcohol, and sex. She was just a teenager who wanted to always be free and having fun. Needless to say, her plans hadn’t included the small boy at all. Though with the way she went from man to man with reckless abandonment, not caring about the alcohol or drugs she put into her body, her unexpected pregnancy was nothing more than a obstacle to her. By the time she found out she was pregnant, it was too late for her to have a save abortion. So, as the months passed her stomach continued to grow and men found her less and less attractive. Single men don’t exactly look at a pregnant woman and call her beautiful. For this reason Seth’s mother hated this fact as she was addicted to sex and the things she was given by the men. The truth was the men just loved how Isabella (his mother) was blessed with delightfully full feminine curves. Especially her overly large breasts. If there was one thing people could say about the Harrison side of the family, it was that they were gifted when it came to looks.

On the night of June the twelfth, Seth was born. Isabella had tracked down the boy’s father but he didn’t want anything to do with the newborn so the man Isabella had been dating acted as the father. From the very moment they got home from the hospital, things with his mother changed. She swore of drinking and drugs because they were what caused this baby, and tried to stay with one man however she couldn’t… the addiction was to strong and she went back to the single men in bars only months after giving birth. It was Pathetic, really, her desperate need for attention from men merely to feel that her existence was validated by their petty and pious desires of lust and a drunken fuck. Through Seth’s childhood he rarely ever saw his mother because she was always out doing god knows what with god knows who and he was always at home with his father. However his mother tried she was there on his birthday, and even had time to have a second child with her now husband. Her name is Sarah. A beautiful baby with bright blue eyes and a laugh that no one would hate. Seth was only four and already a big brother. The numbers on birthday cake changing from four to five and so on and he became more and more attached to his sister. He helped her with everything, her homework, relationships, and even becoming a woman. On Sarah’s tenth birthday Seth took his sister’s virginity while his mother stumbled into the room before screaming. After that nothing was the same. Seth was kicked out, and a restraining order put on him towards the family. All for answering his sister’s question on “what does it feel like?”

Running from place to place, Seth never found his place in the world. He hated everyone from that moment on. His mother for taking away his only love, his sister for making him such a thing when he knew it was wrong; and as he wandered the streets Seth became some kind of cruel hurtful thing. He became sexual, feeling the need to have purpose and took up the career his mother had once been apart of. He would have sex with anything that moved for a place to stay, something to eat, clothes. And they came in by the handful.

It took three years on the street until he was a naughty boy. He got tired of being the giver and wanted for once in his life to be the taker. That when he started having the urge to follow women home and watch them change, have sex with males, and touch their selves. He then would break into their homes rape them and then take off without anyone finding out. That lasted a year until he was arrested where he was diagnosed with frotturism, and was sent to Aldridge which he thought would be a change of place… is he wrong?

Likes&Dislikes:

Likes:
sex
girl's clothing
his sister
power
boys & Girls

Hates
mother
pain
not being in control
cemical castration
blood

Roleplayer Name/ Alias: Anson
Experience:

3 years on proboards 4 years on invisionfree XD

Roleplay sample:

He walked into the other room, his head down. There was nothing to do here, and he wished that the demons would have taken him to hell and not to this miserable place. Keeping his head down a voice caught him off guard; he had seen many “dead” spirits wandering the grounds upon his arrival but no one spoke to him. For a while Chuck thought he might have become deaf. Her voice was sweet like honey but ripped through his being like a chainsaw. It was Casidy. Slowly wishing it was a dream the brunette lifted his head to see his old fling standing there. He forgot why he let her into the gang, eye candy, a distraction, and for sex. It was the only thing women were good for. He looked her up and down trying to think or a way he could make her pay for what she had done to him and not kill her – or kill the afterlife version of her if that was possible. It would be slow, never dying and feeling all that pain, the thought made Chuck almost giggle. But that would be unprofessional. Chuck wore the suit he had been wearing on the day he was killed. It was expensive or so the sorry lout claimed but you could never tell with what the man wore. Man, that sounds better, he no longer was a boy, he was almost thirty, addicted to beating women, and had died, there was no more boy left.

Chuck answered her with a name, “Tony Vergillia” Tony was the man who killed him, he was the gang leader of forth and second avenue, and the two hated each other. Casidy knew that gang so he didn’t go into why Tony killed him, she would ultimately understand. He still plotted against her, putting all his energy into prying into her soul and looking around, it was really too bad that her soul was black and obscure. Letting time pass Chuck then asked her the same question. Murder: poison, stabbing, gunshot wound? those were the only ways that she would allow herself to go. She was no pussy and wouldn’t kill herself to get out of a jam; it had to be a murder. Chuck weighed the answer in his mind and then finally when he couldn’t think anymore he leaned onto the stone wall and continued to look at her. The doorway was open now; she could go if she wanted to. He was still a little shocked that he got to see his little whore in this place anyways.

When they met she was just a girl, a bad girl none the less. She stole, did things bad just because they were bad, and pretty much liked making trouble. That’s why Chuck liked her; she was that girl that didn’t hide her true agenda. And unlike the other women in his life she had that certain quality that aided the gang in more ways than one. He never loved her, never ever, but she was young and he like that, preying on young girls and giving them everything only to take it away in the end was Chuck’s forte. However Casidy didn’t let him take everything away and now as he looked at her waiting for her reply, he realised how similar they really were.

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