OH MY DEAR SWEET JAYZUS. *DIES AND BLEEDS FOR THIS DAMN THING.

Feel free to skip this non-sense bio crap stuff.

Name:Ethan Farrales

Age: 16 years old

Height: 6’2

Race: Kapre (Tree spirit/demon) A Philippine tree demon that inhabits trees. Kapre are giant creatures. They smoke tobacco but aren’t harmed by the smoke. They are typically harmless and/or of mischievous nature. They are picky with whom they come in contact with because they are at risk of getting attached to a friend or a love interest—which if they do, they follow for life.

Grade: 10th Grade

Relatives: Tory Farrales(Older sister and Wormwood Alumni)

Style: Boy next door punk poser/toned down wanna be badass

Favorite Class: Art and the sciences.

Favorite Teacher(s): Mr. Art Tunone, God of luck and Art teacher. Ms. Astraea, Lady of Justice and counselor

Club(s): None

Crush: Aimee Rennings

Info: Ethan is half kapre and half midget—dwarf to be exact, which explains his lack of height compared to friend and follow kapre, Corbin, who stands at seven feet. Corbin and Ethan have a strange relationship along with Sully, the smoke spirit. Little Ethan is caught in a triangle between them. He tries his hardest to not get in the way because he knows that they like each other and it best if he didn’t get involve with anyone just yet.

Ethan is a shy person, he can be often found nose deep in a sketchbook, drawing his life away. Secretly, he’s more interested in a world of paper where he can choose what to put and not put in it. It’s not that he’s anti-social. It’s just that he’d rather not face the awkwardness of meeting new people and the risk chance of getting attached.

He really only has a handful of close friends, one of which is Aimee. They’ve grown up together. They’re extremely close and Aimee is really the only one who sees Ethan underneath his shyness. It’s safe to say that it’s painfully obvious that they like each other but they’re both too chicken to make the first move. Tale tell signs of affection include prolonged periods of time staring at each other, side long glances, purposely trying to run into each other, sweaty palms and awkward conversation (i.e. Nice weather, isn’t it?) starters, constant talk about the other and being attached at the hip.

Quirk(s)/habit(s)/misc.: Ethan loves high places and climbing trees and checkered patterns. He also has a tattoo that he got in freshman year with his more badass sister, Tory, though where it is and what it is of, no one is really sure. His preferred brand of cigarettes are Marlboro Reds.

Song track:
Bulletproof- Goo Goo Dolls
Beautiful Mess- Jason Mraz

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ARGH BLOODY HELL. BLOODY HELL. SO DAMN LONG. I have no idea how you just got through that.

In a nutshell, Ethan is still a weenie. A little less uke and a lot more sexy. *SHOT*

Though drawing boys kills me everytime.


I think we know who belongs to who in here.