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-Name:
+Name:  Kevin Moore
-Race:
+Race: Human
-Age:
+Age:  22
-Sex:
+Sex:  Male
-Height:
+Height:  5'2''
-Weight:
+Weight:  120 lbs (more or less, depending on whether he is doing acting for the season or not)
-Eye Color:
+Eye Color:  Brown
-Hair color:
+Hair color: White
-Complexion:
+Complexion:  Pale
-Birthplace:
+Birthplace:  Allentown, Floris
-Birthdate:
+Birthdate: June 6th, 1993
-Physical Characteristics:
+Physical Characteristics:  Wears thick glasses. Stretch marks can be seen around his thighs and stomach due to bout binging on food and later not eating enough in order to be skinny enough to fit whatever standard the director and producer wish. Has little to no pigmentation in his skin or hair due to albinism, passed down from his mother. From behind, sometimes can be mistaken for a woman.
-Temperment:
+Temperment:  Sweet, easily excited. First one to usually put himself out there to help. Not easily phased by weird things. Hard worker. Eager to please. Prone to anxiety and panic attacks. Does not think highly of himself at all.
-Ability/Strengths:
+Ability/Strengths: Can randomly acquire up to two powers that can help in battle. Good at baseball, which is handy for crushing skulls with a baseball bat. Innate power to understand and tame mustelids like ferrets. One of the few people capable of pleasing Winter, the family cat. Good at thinking outside the box due to the nature of his powers, and good at memorizing trivia facts that most people would consider useless.
-Weaknesses:
+Weaknesses: He could end up with a bad power. Or two. He is also not capable of controlling some of the more powerful abilities, so he cannot take full advantage of them. Since his powers change just about every time, its a wildcard whether or not the abilities will be useful. He's not as sturdy as some other people, so he can't take as many hits as, say, a knight would. When things start going wrong, may be prone to an anxiety or panic attack that essentially freezes him in his tracks.
-Social Class:
+Social Class:  Middle Class
-Occupation:
+Occupation: Actor
-Religion:
+Religion: All hail the god of Donuts!
- Political Preferences:
+ Political Preferences: N/A
-Parents:
+Parents:  His mothers are Saria Moore, a famous wrestler, and Vivian Moore, who was an extremely famous actress who retired early due to the stresses of the industry.
-Siblings:
+Siblings:  No siblings, but he does own two ferrets, Marco and Lucy, who might as well be thieving two year old kids. Also has a heterochromic white cat named Winter.
-School:
+School:  Went to a normal school in the Allentown District; Education went up to a Bachelors in Drama at Ivy University.
-Failures:
+Failures:  Have you ever went up on stage and got stage fright? He got that twicefold when he auditioned for a part that was for a woman to play. He let all the voices talk him down and essentially screwed up, bigtime, during his audition. He was laughed out by the current cast and called less-than-favorable names, and nearly quit being in drama for good. He also remembers when one of his friends was chomped on by a Wendigo and considers the fact that he wasn't able to stop it a failure on his part.
-Quirks:
+Quirks:  Loves to make cosplays. Big fan of stocking up on useless trivia. Rips up paper and fiddles with fingers when getting too nervous. Draws and colors when stressed out. Enjoys putting on make up and dressing as a girl, to the point to where he regularly does it for his acting career.
-Favorite Food:
+Favorite Food:  Donuts!
-Favorite Color:
+Favorite Color: Blue and White
-Trauma:
+Trauma: No particular traumas that stand out; the only thing he can think of that he would think of as traumatic is how the producer once ripped him a new one for gaining about 20 lbs of weight, grabbing his fat and telling him that he should lose it all because "Nobody wants to see a fat chick, nevermind a fat guy in a magical girl's outfit!"  He didn't leave his room for a week after that, although the manager and his moms were trying to convince the producer how stupid he was being. He did eventually feel better and continue doing his job, but now, for a man, he's always underweight (or worse)