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Description
Basic Info
Name: Glenn Henry Forbes
Nicknames: Glenn Coco (he wishes), Forbes
Age: 19
D.o.B: June 10th (Gemini)
Gender: Male
Orientation: Unexplored
Height: 6’0” // 183cm
Weight: 13st // 182lbs
Ethnicity: Swedish/English
Garrison Info
Rank: Senior
Stats: Mr. Well-Rounded
Strength: ‣‣‣‣
Agility: ‣‣‣
Intelligence: ‣‣‣
Weapon: Long bladed spear
Squad Name: Alpha Coprolite
Squad Role: Communications Officer
Mech Animal: Ram
Personal Info
Personality: Sad cinnamon roll
Glenn’s been through a lot, and he isn’t the person he perhaps thought he would be, as could be said of anyone who’s had their world shattered. Oh sure, he’s got a warm heart, and is kind in regards to accepting and understanding others, but…not always. Not anymore.
High levels of stress robs him of his usual clear thinking and rational approach, PTSD leaving him a shell of the man he likes to portray himself as. It used to be far worse, his time on the Light helping him combat his issues, but high-stress situations still leave him unable to function and therefore withdrawing into an obedient, blank mess. Not often it happens anymore, but then again, that’s why he’s not a fighter pilot.
He works hard on overcoming his self-labelled pathetic weakness, knowing full well that if the day came that his teammates need him, he can’t be their undoing. At least his blooming social strengths make him a patient diplomat and reliable communicator, but he won’t let that be enough. He’s hard on himself, softer on others, and will always do his very best.
- Warm -Indecisive
- Diplomatic -Cowardly
- Hard working -Can’t deal with stress/submissive
- Rational -Nervous
- Conscientious -Pessimistic
- Enjoys learning/teaching -Self-pitying
- Patient -Insecure
- Organized/clean -Self-loathing
- Understanding -Deep-rooted, unexplored hatred
- Seeing honest-to-god happy people
- Reading/learning/studying/training etc etc (staying busy/self improvement)
- Scented/bubble baths…They’re relaxing, ok?
- Making lists and schedules
- Physical labour
Dislikes:
- Stress
- Dirty or messy surroundings
- Talking about what happened
- Confrontation
- Saying no/disagreement
Strengths:
- Team player – He does what he’s told, and he does it well, while trying to get along and keep the peace. What more can you ask?
- Languages – Has a mind for picking up languages, written and spoken.
- Strategic thinking – Despite his seeming OTT obedience, he does have a sharp mind, even if it’s often clouded.
- Decent pain tolerance – Comes with ten years of labour and less than gentle treatment under duress.
- Combat - This boy trains too much. No other hobbies leaves him free to train, and the old saying practice makes perfect is part of his motto. Weapon, close combat, all that sweaty, violent stuff that he'd never hope to need IRL.
Weaknesses:
- Stress/PTSD symptoms – For obvious reasons. High stress = shut down and compliance, no matter who or what the situation may be. Useful for following orders, so long as the orders are coming from people who won’t abuse it. Less useful for independent thinking, or loyalty.
- Saying no – He can’t. He’s only just coming to terms with admitting to himself when he disagrees or dislikes something, it’s beyond him at the moment to outwardly express it.
- Cute things - So fucking cute man, HNNNN. Especially if they're fluffy. Touching soft things is good. THE ULTIMATE WEAKNESS
- Earth - Home. Family. All the fond memories of stuff he'd never get back. Better to push it all back and away just in case.
Background:
tl;dr – Glenn was 8 when the invaders came, and the only thing that spared him a mercy killing at the hands of his own parents had been timing. He’d been taken, and the slavery that followed proved the scarring he would have to deal with from the horrors of the invasion itself were nothing compared to what he would see and deal with in slavery. But he was a Good Boy, and so with the help of some ‘soothing medication’, he was the perfect picture of obedience. Not that it stopped him being taken under the knife, but he survived nonetheless, even if it felt like there wasn’t much left in him to survive.
Rescue came and Glenn barely realised that he’d changed hands to new masters. Kinder masters. They seemed keen on him eating more, and having him healthy both physically and mentally in order to combat the cruelty of those that had crushed their world. He wasn’t one for revenge, only just coming to accept the showing of any mild emotion at all, but training, studying and making himself /useful/ were things he could do. And that’s what he did. All he ever did. Train, study, be better. He was in a team now, and he couldn’t be the person he’d been before. That person would have sold them out without even thinking, or feeling an iota of guilt, just in order to survive. He couldn’t be that person anymore. He might not see much hope in the future still, but something drove him still. He. Would. Be. Better. If not for himself, then for them, those amazing people that still, after all this time, had hope.
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It was the end of the world as they knew it, and Glenn did not Feel Fine. The Conquerors had come, and in what seemed like a blink of an eye, everything was lost. Some fought, he remembered that. Brave souls that spat in the eye of rationality, because surely they had to know there was no hope? He saw that now. His parents had seen it then. They’d chosen a quicker end, and Glenn would have been dragged with them if not for timely intervention. Some dark nights had him wondering if it had been luck at all.
He’d been only 8 years old when he’d been taken. He hadn’t screamed. Not after the blood. But so many did, and when the adults were taken away, there were tears from many. But even those with tears streaked down their face mustered their strength faster than the empty little boy who seemed unable to speak, let alone cry. If not for the strength in those select individuals he came to know in captivity, he wasn’t sure he ever would have come back to himself. This was slavery, yes, but there were also children to be looked after, and the elders of them had to step up. That meant Glenn too, and only in pushing his thoughts and concerns to others and away from himself did he regain some form of coping mechanism. They all had some mechanism, he knew. It was the only way to survive, and survival was all that mattered. Why? He couldn’t tell you. But even if the next day was worse than the last, he wanted to see it. So he would survive, pat young children’s heads and rock them and tell them…it would be okay… It would be okay, it would be okay.
Because what was a lie when they already had so little?
What followed was anything but okay. Young as they were, there was little mercy from the captors that kept these children barely alive. There was never enough food, enough water, hygiene was harshly dealt with and those that could be used were put to work. Glenn saw it all. He saw the hope that had been stirred up by the stronger of them crushed, trampled, cruelly ripped from those that needed it most. Glenn wasn’t exempt from the toil, he was worked to the bone, and he worked hard. Better to work hard and learn obedience than the alternative. He’d seen the alternative. It terrified him. He worked hard because sometimes the children didn’t leave for labour, but something far more chilling, and sometimes they returned…wrong. Or not at all. Rather he be the obedient, submissive slave that they wanted and not be chosen for worse. Better to grovel and kiss the floor than incite punishment.
Ten years aboard the ship, though the only way he could tell the passage of time was in that he’d grown. He didn’t know how old, he didn’t care. The lack of day and night broke some of them early on, but you either adapt or die. And he was plenty alive when the day came that he was dragged out of that hellhole. Him and so many. He hadn’t actually clocked on that it was a rescue at all until much later.
From one master to another, it took time for it to sink in that this was…better. Not Earth, not freedom perhaps, a concept he’d long ago given up on, but it was better than the life he had led until now. Cleaned, tidied, carefully tended, and nurtured back towards a healthy mental state, it felt like a dream. Only when the food came did some light seem to return to his eyes, a real awareness. FOOD. Oh sweet god, food.
He threw up that first day.
And the day after.
But eventually the young man began to adjust, to adapt once more, if cautiously, to this new life. He was given a role, an education, and god if that didn’t save him then nothing would. He needed to be kept busy, because that meant he was moving forward, never looking back. Hobbies were a bit beyond him, but training and studying were plenty enough. He could be a person, could contribute somehow to these people that had saved him. They didn’t care much for prostrating, it seemed. He’d vaguely noticed that of those rescued, it was mostly of a certain age, but he didn’t question it. Accept, be grateful. He had so much to learn that it was overwhelming, but Glenn absorbed it all with some small allowance of joy. How could he not, when the children he’d known as hollowed eyed and cheeked were aglow, healthy, /smiling/. It was infectious.
He had a team, a new life, a new meaning. But ten years of imprisonment would not be fixed in ten months. Not that anyone wanted to be reminded, of course. They’d all suffered, every single one of them. He re-learned to smile, to look himself in the mirror and not see the damaged goods and broken person he still felt himself to be. He wanted to be better. He would train, he would study, he would make up for all his failings, for all the times he’d tossed away his pride, his dignity, his compassion, when it meant he would be favoured. He was ugly inside, but here he could be better. When death would finally come for him, let him go knowing he’d done something worthwhile. Because that’s all he could really wish for.
Extra
- Doesn’t believe in the existence of peace, but holds his negative opinion cards close to his chest in order not to disturb others.
- Sometimes forgets his age, either feels older, or younger. Considering when he arrived at the Light, he was near skeletal, his progress into a well muscled, physically healthy young man is particularly odd visually for him.
- Amazingly, his body remains nearly compeltely unblemished. Apparently there's a lot of ways to make a person hurt without leaving a mark...
- He would like to learn to cook. Or bake. Or take care of a plant. Something small, but a step in the direction of having a...god forbid...hobby. He's still not confident enough yet.
- Undiscovered talent: art. Give this boy a pencil!
- Is surprisingly dense regarding various things, especially related to Earth and human culture. He WAS only 8 when he got taken, so his grasp of culture would have remained more or less stuck there.
Roleplay
Style: Para. I’m reeeally not fond of script, unfortunately. Also known to write a lot sometimes, but that definitely doesn’t mean you need to in return!! Quality, not quantity, I just get carried away once in a while.
Availability: Almost always! In general RP, I tend to prefer when I can post at least once a day! If you want to do a more intense session, that can also be arranged.
Shipping Availability: Available, though I’m never into getting strapped down to a ship from the get-go. Prefer to leave the possibility there for the future and actually work on all the other varieties of relationships people can have!
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Comments: 44
im not even in this group, i just saw your app in someone's favorites and i wanted to say wOW what a babe and what a lovely app???
//fans self please excuse me while i cry from how gorgeous and inspiring this is ;; v ;;
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SUPER LATE REPLY FHDHAS BUT THANK YOUUU <3
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THATS OK I FEEL U
YOU'RE WELCOME PLEASE GRACE US WITH MORE OF YOUR WONDERFUL ART
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Give this lil' cinnamon roll a cupcake, a couple of therapy sessions, and a long, long relaxing bath.
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im still
in love with this guy br ING me dea th
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AND HE'S IN LOVE WITH YOU <3
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//GENTLY SOBS INTO THE SUN
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his armor is like, really good?? He's just super cute hh--
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AaaaAAA thank you! That armour was a bitch to draw!
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I'd guess so haha- But it still looks great!
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HNN thank youuuuu I LOVE YOUR BUB all king of cool man
GOTTA RP 'EM AT SOME POINT, EY?
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i'm always up for a rp y o
esp with a cutie like glenn
honestly im so attached
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He's so precious! He seems like he needs so much love omg
I think he'd get on well with my child :,D especially if he likes happy people
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HNNN YOU ARE PRECIOUS hjdsfhfsdh YES Aaaa let's make sure to RP some time!!!
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NOT NEARLY AS PRECIOUS AS GLENN NNNN
Yes! Definitely! I'm down for it anytime!!
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!!!!! can i take this boy in and shelter him from all the bad things in the world?? HE LOOKS LIKE HE COULD USE A HUG AND I WANT TO GIVE HIM ONE
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yes <><>
HJFEDSHJF YES ALL THE HUGS
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//FOREVER EYEZOOMS AT YOUR PINCHABLE BUTT
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njkdfjksd amg, he's such a sweetie ;7; <3 And he has the same name as my dad, so he is official space dad in my books LOL and omg, he's also a pessimist like my Deo ahaha excellent xD
Awesome job on him! ;7; <3
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hjdsfsdhjfdHJFDSHJ HNNN ACTUAL DAD AAHAHA THANK YOU SO MUCH
Hopefully we'll have a chance to RP!
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LOLOLOL YES. ACTUAL SPACE DADDY XD AHAHA. ngjkdsbgjk no problem ;D 
gnjkfdhbjkd Yeeees, hopefully we will! ;7;/ Our Pessimistic boys can think of everything that can go wrong together LOLOLOL
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YES SUCCESS
YES LOVE ME
I WILL LOVE YOU TOO
ALL THE LOVE
SO MUCH LOVE
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AAAA plz do, I'm sure he would appreciate
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HE'S?? SO GORGEOUS HOLY HE CK???
i want to marry him oml i definitely want to see more of this guy
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FJDKSFJSDKSDJ NOH U
HNNN if I get in then hopefully you will! ONLY TIME WILL TELL DUN DUN DUNNNN
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HUSH HUSH
omg same but i'm sure this guy will make it in he's too good to not be there tbh oml
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JFSDFJSKFFSD YOU CAN TRY BUT YOU UNDERESTIMATE THE CRUELTY OF HIS CREATOR MUAHHA
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nOOO RAE SAN I KNO U A GOOD CREATOR PLS!! LET HIM B HAPPY!!! AAA
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JHDSFSD LET HIM FAIL it's more fun that way
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p RO T ECT gives him 3 candy canes
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