Basil

Basil Brooks Roleplay Hooks Hedonist – This is a nice way of saying that Basil is a slut and a partier. He likes sensation, will try almost anything once, and will flirt with everyone. Therapist – His day job is as a therapist, seeing his patients through teleconference video calls from his apartment. Goth – This is pretty obvious given his appearance. Yet Basil is only in it for the aesthetic, not the oftentimes somber, nihilistic philosophy. Hockey Fan – He’s from Michigan, so obviously LET’S GO RED WINGS! Peek Behind The Curtain Leave closed if you would rather discover these things IC. "Basil Brooks, Cliath Children of Gaia, Wave-On-Shore, Galliard, formerly Sept of the Shining Island." Human Name: Basil Brooks Rite Name: Wave-On-Shore Moon: Galliard Tribe: Children of Gaia Camp: Servant of the Unicorn Homid: Crinos: Lupus: Background: The son of a Russian Black Fury and a human man, Basil’s early life was one of abandonment, neglect, and travail in an orphanage in St. Petersburg. Adopted by an American couple in Michigan, he was found to be too difficult and was disowned and committed to an institution. He would have languished there if he wasn’t found and rescued by a local Children of Gaia pack. There he flourished, experienced his first change, and was accepted. He’s decided to try and help people who hurt like he used to, and is a therapist. While he is Nonbinary, he uses He/Him pronouns to avoid causing conflict with any local Black Fury tribe members, who will notice the family resemblance and may take issue with his identity. Playlist My Dark Disquiet by Poets of the Fall Night, the world, it's mine With nobody else out here It's time, run wild And royally cavalier To burn, ignite I'd do it for so much less When all is made clear There is nothing else And here we stand, the sweet Arresting duality And I come to It's resin all over me Will I awake Will I get a ride with you In this race of two We're an endless stream of choices We're the softest murmur of voices Without names we're fantasising Dancing like flames, mesmerising My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies Making waves and diving under Lightning to the sound of thunder My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies So white, so still, so bright It's almost too painful now I'm ready to fight To run from the light And here now comes the sweet Corrupting reality While now I'm free Will I once cease to be Will I awake Will I get a ride with you In this race of two We are momentary masters We're false kings and bastards Without names we're fantasising Dancing like flames, mesmerising My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies Making waves and diving under Lightning to the sound of thunder My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies We are marionettes by strings animated Yet like lovers of strings liberated We are marionettes by strings animated Yet like lovers of strings liberated (Without names we're fantasising) Without names we're fantasising Dancing like flames, mesmerising My dark disquiet playing such eerie harmonies Making waves and diving under Lightning to the sound of thunder My dark disquiet singing such haunting melodies Brothers by blood separated Marionettes animated Lovers of strings liberated Brothers by blood separated Marionettes animated Lovers of strings liberated К чёрту любовь (To Hell With Love) by Loboda Я с закрытыми глазами, (My eyes closed,) прямо в пропасть между нами (I fall into the abyss between us.) И покорно вниз до дна, (And obediently fall to bottom;) в чём, скажи, моя вина? (Tell me, what am I guilty of?) Кто же мы теперь друг другу? (Who are we to each other now?) Ложь, звонки и всё по кругу (Lies, phone calls, and then it starts again.) Притворяюсь будто я, больше не люблю тебя. (And I pretend as if I don't love you.) Не люблю... (Don't love you...) А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?) Всё понимаю, но я опять впускаю тебя! (I get it, really, but I'm falling in love with you again!) А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?) Всё хорошо, ты держись (It's all good, stay strong.) Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!) Полночь, кофе, сигареты - (Midnight, coffee, cigarettes - ) Я не знаю с кем ты, где ты (I don't know with whom and where you are.) Ранит и сбивает с ног, (Jealousy wounds me and throws me down,) ревность как электрошок (like an electric shock.) Сердце может возвращаю, (Maybe I'm giving back your heart) не могу ходить по краю (I can't walk on the edge.) Как же мне тебя забыть? (How can I forget you now?) Взять, стереть и разлюбить? (How can I take you, erase you, and stop loving you?) Разлюбить... (Stop loving you...) А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?) Всё понимаю, но я опять влюбляюсь в тебя! (I get it, really, but I'm falling in love with you again!) А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?) Всё хорошо, ты держись (It's all good, stay strong.) Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!) Ты держись (stay strong.) Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!) Просто вышло так Не важно с кем ты, где ты, как! И сколько, поцелуев на твоих губах Сколько же ночей с ума сходила в темноте Но а теперь я говорю тебе А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?) Всё понимаю, но я опять впускаю тебя! (I get it, really, but I'm falling in love with you again!) А может к чёрту любовь? (Maybe to hell with love?) Всё хорошо, ты держись (It's all good, stay strong.) Раздевайся, ложись, раз пришёл! (Undress and lie down since you came!) Раз пришёл! Раз пришёл... (Since you came! Since you came...) Modest Gallery Fullname: Basil (Vasiliy) Brooks Apparent Age: Late-Twenties Height: 5’8” Build: Slender Hair: Black with a white streak. Eyes: Light gray Heritage: Russian Weaknesses: Handsome Men Beautiful Women Gorgeous people who fit in neither category Snacks Profession: Therapist Orientation / Identity: Pansexual / Nonbinary Pronouns: He/Him Came from: Michigan Alts Argent Contacts Ravyn Grayson Weston Eliott Julian Paige Spencer Katy Kestrel Skarn