KAMP, Damon

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DAMON KAMP
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All the basic info

••• Name: Damon Kamp
••• Alias: Dee
••• Age: 21
••• Gender: Can't you tell? He's totally packing down there
••• Sexual Orientation: Bi-sexual
••• Species: Fae
••• Loyal to: No one
••• Alignment Neutral
••• Play By: Bill Kaulitz

LOVE/HATE RELATIONSHIPS
Likes, dislikes, etc

••• Likes:

• Money!
  
• Shiny things!
  
• Food and coffee! nomnomnom
  
• People and crowds! (Especially their attention)
  
• Drama~

••• Dislikes:

• Small spaces
  
• People who are more forward than he is
  
• Liars
  
• Rules
  
• Rain

••• Pet Peeves:

• Again, liars. He hates people who lie.
  
• People who get all up in his face and are all nosy and stuff. Seriously. Back off (They scare him).
  
• People who don't wash their hands after going to the bathroom. Gross. Sick.

••• Weaknesses:

• Blood transfusions are fatal (though he doesn't know it yet)
  
• He can't tell a lie to save his life. Literally. He can't do it, he either really sucks at lying, or he has some sort of mental disorder that prevents him from doing it (... little does he know~)
  
• He is so weak, don't break him, kplzthx

••• Strengths:

• A really good immune system, yay!
  
• He's a human lie detector. Awesome.
  
• His quick wit can get him out of almost any situation

••• Habits:

• Introductions? But you haven't flirted with him yet...
  
• Talking really loud to draw attention to himself
  
• Zoning out no matter where he is or what he's doing
  
• Biting his nails
  
• Humming to himself

••• Overall Personality:

The best way to describe his personality is that he is crazy, but in a fun way. He loves people, and he loves crowds, and he has a sick need to be the center of attention. Always. It's why he does himself up all pretty. He loves knowing that people are looking at him, wondering about him, and you know what? It works for what he does. He's a punk at heart, and a very flirtatious, flamboyant, and charismatic person. He's very intelligent but prefers to keep that a well hidden secret no matter how quick he is to point out others stupidity. He's very high and mighty. He's great, and he knows it, and loves to point out how awesome he is, just to make sure that people know that he needs praise every other sentence.

He likes to gravitate around female friends over his own sex since he doesn't quite get along with a majority of them. They tend to judge him pretty quickly given the way he looks, and women tend to be the only ones who can take one look at him and know he's a guy. Other guys tend to get confused, then get angry. Not pretty. He is fun loving, happy, and always seems excited. It's rare to see him sad or down on himself. Mostly, he hates being a downer, and dislikes those who bring him down with their depressing talk. His main goal is to be the life of the party. He will literally flirt with anyone and everyone. Literally. Run.

He has a sick sense of humor though, twisted. He finds humor in other people's pain. He's extremely manipulative, and will try to twist everyone he meets to suit his needs (though his needs are never that great). There is one thing that throws him off, and that's people who are more forward then he is. Completely throws him off and even makes him uncomfortable (because if they're that forward? There has to be something wrong with them), but it's hard to come by someone like that. He has a childish mentality about the world that adds to the impression that he's not quite completely there. He's easily amused (frighteningly so) and needs to be in 'the know' about everything.

Often, his extreme ADHD gets him into a lot of trouble. He bounces from one topic to another without giving anyone enough time to catch up. In most cases, this tends to bring people to believe he's really not all there. On top of the ADHD, he has OCD tendencies. He sets a goal and can't help but complete it. He can't be distracted in his task. The real kicker is, he's a hoarder. Anything and everything, he keeps, 'just in case' and because he might need it one day, you know? He hoards two main things, the first being shiny things. String, metals, rocks, anything shiny. Especially jewelery. The second thing is money. The guy is obsessed. He'll do anything and everything for money. He steals, he 'escorts', he'll even work every now and then, if it suits him. Anything and everything to get more. He doesn't spend it, just... hides it. He's a pansy though. Not really a fighter, because he'd rather run or talk than battle. It takes a lot of pushing and goading to get him to be angry and violent (but once he loses it? Oh look out).

THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Appearance and what not

••• Hair: Black and whatever he dyes it... soft? Thick?
••• Eyes: Hazel
••• Weight: 130
••• Height: 5' 8"
••• Body Type: Skinny, like a stick
••• Distinguishing Marks: Eyebrow, lip, tongue piercings, various tattoos on arms

••• Overall Appearance:

Damon is almost always thought of as a girl on first glance. His appearance and clothes often makes him look like a young teenager when in actuality he's 21 years old (yes, he's still, sadly, getting carded whenever he tries to go into a bar). His hair is often wild, mane like in appearance. He prefers to wear it down, but if he has something to do, or isn't really busy, he'll tie it back in some fashion or another. He often wears make up and can be found wearing very fashionable clothing such as tight jeans, rocker shirts, several different types of belts, and all kinds of footwear. His large wardrobe is probably a result of his hoarding tendencies. He is also one for necklaces, chokers, bracelets, gloves. If he can get his grabby little hands on it, chances are he has it (whether it be stolen or bought). He loves shiny things, strives to surround himself with them.

His main hair color is pure black and he highlights with strange colors, like reds, blues, blonds, ect. Anything to offset himself from others. He really likes to stand out in a crowd, loves the attention to be on him. His eyes are a bright hazel. Nothing overly spectacular, but they're pretty to look at, just like him :3 He's a pretty good looking guy, if you're into his style. He's a pretty little thing, that when the mood strikes, he can (and does) pass for a girl. It's pretty useful for getting out of some situations for Damon, and there are fair number of people (more than you can imagine) that are drawn to the androgynous look he sports oh so well~. He's short, for a guy, at only 5'8", and just a little too thin. He's nothing but limbs, making him look like a gangly teen that hasn't yet finished growing into his own body (and he's just as clumsy as one).

YOU CAN'T CHANGE HISTORY
History and other info

••• Birth Place: America
••• Family: Jenny Gallagher - Mother - Deceased, John Kamp - Father - Missing
••• History:

Damon was born of a man and a whore. He was essentially an accident. Unplanned, and mostly unwanted. The woman was furious, but the man was actually quite intrigued by the new development. He saw a chance for some serious business brewing. He 'convinced' her to keep the child. Damon doesn't quite know what that means, but hey, it meant he got to show his pretty little face to the world, so no problems there. Unfortunately, she died shortly after giving birth due to complications (sad panda). John Kamp raised his son alone for the first few years of his life (though John wasn't quite fit to be a parent).

For the most part, Damon lived a spoiled and sheltered life. He was daddy's little angel. Pampered, spoiled, and utterly uncontrollable. Anything he wanted, he got. He developed his father's sick sense of humor, and learned a very tricky way of life along side his dad. John taught him all the little tricks he could in their short time together, from pickpocketing to magic tricks, small things to perform on street corners to earn a little extra cash, and most importantly, how to get around his little issue of being unable to lie (it was hard for a young kid to grasp the concept of lying without lying, but he currently has developed his own little tricks, and can usually get himself out of trouble when things go wrong). But John was sick. Not dying, just not right in the head. Schizophrenic would probably have been the diagnosis if he'd had the mind to see a doctor. One day he just up and disappeared, leaving his son alone.

Damon never saw his father again. After only a day, he left the hotel they'd been staying in, if only to search for food. He was 8 when his father left, and he was naive, somehow still bright eyed about the world. Some might have believed there was something wrong with him... mentally... But there wasn't. He was just enthusiastic and eager. Childish qualities in today's world, especially for a boy who had just been abandoned. He was taken in not long after and put into the system. By the time it was all settled, he was nine and there was very little chance of him being adopted, so they pushed him into a foster home for the remainder of his time.

Raised by a violent foster father who abused him, a drunken foster mother who treated him like he was trash, and sisters that would dress him up and play with him like a living doll, (and all of them abused his inability to lie) he turned out pretty messed up. Damon thought they were alright, but the things he was forced to do as a child messed him up for life. But he assumed it was as it should be. Damon assumed what he was going through was normal, and stuck with it. He would overcome people like that, and one day, they'd bow at his feet, just like his father had promised him (because John had told him he was 'special', not that he'd clarified, but hey, who didn't want to be special?).

Damon turned 19 without incident (mostly) and left the foster home to start his life. A messed up life of cross dressing, 'escorting', thieving, and living on the run, but a life none the less, and hey, he was getting pretty good at his magic tricks. He retained his childish qualities, and lived what was for him, a fulfilling and enjoyable life. He did what he loved, all the while searching for his father. He truly believe there might still be a chance he was alive.

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••• RP sample:

~Look at all the little people...~
~Wishing they were me~

Zombies...

Zombies were pretty damn cool. It could be worse. They could be... Holy crap, what was worse then zombies? o___O" They smelled, they probably tasted bad (Damon wasn't about to test that one though), they were slow, and they ate all your damn food (and they'd eat you too, if they got the chance). Really, what could be worse--

OH. Moldy bread. Ya. Moldy bread was pretty bad. I mean, you wake up, and you're all like, you know, I think I'll have some toast. I haven't had toast in forever, so you go to the drawer, or cupboard, or fridge, or where ever the hell you keep your bread and you take it out, go to pop it in the toaster AND WHAT DO YOU SEE!?

Mold. All over the bottom crust, which is the best part of the crust besides those nice little chewy pieces of the side crust below the top crust. Nothing was worse than that, so Damon could count himself lucky that it was just zombies he was dealing with and not moldy bread. Plus, zombies were pretty cool guys (or girls) who didn't afraid of anything. That's right. ANYTHING.

So there was Damon right, all up on this wall and tossing things down at the zombies. He'd never seen a zombie before, so this was really quite cool. He thought he might try to take a souvenir home with him to add to his collections. And you know, all parties seemed to be having a pretty damn good time. Like, the zombies were all like ZOMG FOOD AND OTHER EPIC STUFFZ and Damon was all like, ZOMG THESE ZOMBIES ARE SO EASILY AMUSED, JUST LIKE ME, LET'S BE BFF's and then this crazy bitch came out of nowhere and just started lopping off heads! What the hell was up with that shit!? D<

Truth was, Damon had no idea where he was at the moment. He was still getting used to this whole dimensional portal thing and he'd ended up in some pretty messed up places before this. Though, for all he knew, he'd been here before and just hadn't paid enough attention (though he was pretty sure he'd remember being in a place that smelled this bad). It'd probably be smart for him to find a sign or something and try to figure out where he'd ported to this time. But that was for later. Now, he had bigger fish to fry.

Like a really hot chick !

Now here was the problem. He'd climbed a crumbling wall to sit on the ledge and play with the zombies. That meant they were all crowded around the bottom of the wall. Now he wasn't about to test just how good his healing skills were. For all he knew, he had no protection against zombie bites. And ya. That was just what the world needed. A zombie demon. Mmmm.. He was willing to bet he'd be a pretty sexy zombie demon. But ya, back on track. Zombies at the bottom of the wall, blocking his way and keeping him from the hot chick.

DX Damon hated dematerializing. It sucked and it made his stomach feel funny. But he did it anyways, disappearing off the crumbling wall and reappearing a dozen steps away from the girl, arms crossed cockily over his chest and a little sneer on his pretty lips as he watched her take the head of zombies trying to get into a car. "Hey, crazy lady? You're killing my friends. Wanna cut that out? What the hell did they ever do to you?"

He gave her a dismissive wave of his hand and finished the gesture off with a stretch. ~AHHHH~ that's right, show off them pretty little stick arms and prepubescent boy abs~ It was a good thing he'd eaten, so besides the appearing out of nowhere thing, he looked pretty much human. A sexy human at that ; D Who didn't want some sweet Damon?

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••• Age: 20
••• Gender: Female
••• How'd you find us: From Akee
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