Chiaroscuro Hughes

[Chiaroscuro Hughes]

CHIAROSCURO HUGHES
_{Without looking down
Gliding around
Like a bumbling dragon I fly
Scraping my face on the sky}

FULL NAME.

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_{Chiaroscuro Percival Hughes}
NICKNAME(S).[/size][/color][/font]
_Ross
AGE & BIRTHDATE.[/size][/color][/font]
_{25 & april 15^th}
GENDER.[/size][/color] [/font]
_male
RANKING.[/size][/color] [/font]
_digidestined
DIGIEGG.[/size][/color][/font]
_any
FACE CLAIM.[/size][/color] [/font]
_{Nicholas D. Wolfwood from Trigun}

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APPEARANCE.[/size][/color][/font]

<sub>Ross is tall (nearly six foot two) and, despite all his bookish tendencies, he's quite athletic—which is unsurprising if you take into account all the running from security guards he has to do. He's cultivated a nice tan, its permanence even in gloomy weather due to his part-Hawaiian ancestry.

He doesn't put very much thought or effort into his appearance, and as a result looks a bit messy at times—especially if he's stayed up late the night before, as he often does. His hair requires very little 'care and feeding', and Ross usually just leaves it to do its own thing. While it normally looks at least halfway decent, this lax policy of grooming has led to more than a few very bad hair days. He doesn't shave regularly and often has a fine layer of stubble at the end of his chin.

He doesn't have much of a selection in the way of a wardrobe, much preferring to spend money on books or other necessities—when he actually manages to pay for things, that is. His typical outfit in the real world consists of a dark sweatshirt and casual jeans, ever the one to try and blend in. He often wears sunglasses, usually only taking them off inside or around friends. In the digiworld he wears a somewhat rumpled blue business coat in lieu of his sweater, complete with a collared white shirt and nice pants.</sub>

PERSONALITY.[/size][/color] [/font]

<sub>Ross, brought up in an academic household, naturally has a love of books. He gravitated towards the fiction genres as a child, much preferring them over his boring home. He’s mostly stuck to science fiction, but has on occasion strayed into fantasy and mythology. Despite his self-proclaimed dislike of dark stories or the horror genre, he absolutely loves the works of Edgar Allan Poe. He's also, surprisingly, quite the cheerful thrill-seeker.

He has a fascination with language. He knows a smattering of words in many languages and is fluent in English and Japanese yet also knows a great many Latin words; this is mostly because all Romantic languages have Latin roots. As an aspiring linguist, he has a tendency to pick apart what others say and how they say it—often making comments or completely missing what was said in favor of focusing on what words were used. He doesn't do it to be rude, however; he's in fact quite socially oblivious. He has a bad habit of rambling and going on tangents.

The trait that goes along with bookishness and a language fascination is intelligence, and while Ross has a certain degree of smarts he’s not exactly a genius. He has a gift for remembering useless trivia, but fails to remember important things or dates. He has no gift for technology and has trouble using the most basic functions of computers… which could be a problem, considering he’s about the enter the Digital World.

The dark spore festering away in the back of his skull has had a somewhat abnormal effect on Ross' psyche. Instead of taking things from him, it reaches out and makes him take things. Whether he wants to or not—and he usually doesn’t, as he’s perfectly able to pay for the things he takes. His hands just sort of reach out and grab things, quite independently of his mind. What makes things worse is that he’s incapable of giving stolen items back voluntarily, which has led to many an angry security guard or random stranger chasing him though the streets of Japan. He’s gotten quite good at evading capture, actually, and hasn’t been caught by the police since childhood. Unfortunately, that means he’s been stealing things since childhood; it also means that he harbors a potent fear of policemen.

He usually takes innocuous things such as books, but has been known to grab pretty much anything that hasn’t been bolted down. He stashes all his things in various places in his apartment, from under loose floorboards to in the closet to under the sink to in the kitchen sink.. as you might be able to deduce, he’s stolen a lot of things. That, coupled with the fact that he has trouble giving anything away, has made him a bit of a hoarder. He tries to never bring friends over to his apartment.

Another problem of his is that he refuses to believe that there’s anything amiss with his behavior. Even when directly confronted or caught in the act, he’ll maintain that he’s ‘completely normal’. He will adamantly refuse any offer of help, even from the most good-natured person.</sub>

HISTORY.[/size][/color][/font]

hometown; Boston, Massachusetts
family members;
Loka Hughes [mother]
Sebastian Hughes [father]

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<sub>Ross was born to a pair of rather boring college professors. You know the type—the have you done your homework dear, run along, wash up for dinner, clean behind your ears and shine your shoes kind. At best they were eccentric; odd enough in their shared love of Leonardo da Vinci to name their child Chiaroscuro* (therefore damning him to a decade or so of the nickname ‘Chia’). They were nice people, to be sure, but not nearly exciting enough for Ross’ satisfaction.

Ross learned to read as soon as possible, trying to escape the dull monotony of his parents by throwing himself into the world of ‘See Spot Run’, though of course he progressed to ‘Harry Potter’ and its literary fellows sooner or later. Sooner rather than later, it turned out, as he was bored again by the age of ten. Though he never did give up entirely on reading, he turned to other diversions for the sense of excitement that reading had lacked. He took to wandering about the streets of Boston, riding the subway without his parents, climbing trees and jumping off of things like any normal kid would do. It honestly didn’t help very much, and Ross craved something still more exciting.

So one day, on a dare (a double-dog dare, you can’t refuse that!), he entered a store and took a chocolate bar from it without paying. He was the hero of his miscreant friends and he knew he’d finally found what he wanted—the fear, the rush of taking something that hadn’t been his was simply perfect. So he did it again. And again. But, rookie in the art of shoplifting that he was, he got caught.

He was brought to the police station, trying to lie his way through the little chat he had with the officer, but he’d always been a terrible liar and it failed miserably. They let him off with a warning (he was, after all, only eleven) and he promised not to do it again. Sooner or later, though, he had to. It started small, as it had the first time—candy, playing cards, pens—but eventually his hands seemed to be acting of their own accord, grabbing anything they took a fancy to. It was at some time during this rebellious period of youth that a dark spore found its way to him (Ross doesn’t know that spores even exist, let alone that one is living in him, making him do what he does).

He grew older and his ‘little problem’ grew bigger, as did his vehement denial of its existence. He proclaimed his boredom with the small town of Boston and proceeded to move to the other side of the globe as soon as he was able. He squeezed the money out of his parents with mentions of studying abroad. Once there his problem only got worse, probably because he had little more to do than sit in his apartment all day.</sub>

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ONLINE HANDLE.[/size][/color] [/font]
_Devil
AGE.[/size][/color] [/font]
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OTHER CHARACTERS?[/size][/color] [/font]
_{James, Perry, Jenner, Kohaku, Avery, Honey}

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[Beatrice Townsend]

A C C E P T E D _
<sub>your digimon partner is . . . Kokuwamon




^{YES DEVIL. YOU HAVE EARNED TASER BOG. We picked Taser Bog for Ross because it's taser bog of its magnet-like hands (hello useful klepto tool) and because of Ross' interest in science fiction. ITS A FUZZIN ROBOT. Robots are intelligent but sometimes lacking in the moral codes that humans are capable of. It'd be an interesting relationship, especially if you apply that Robots aren't too well-versed in literature. BUT I KNOW You'll make Taser Bog interesting no matter what you decide to do with it <3!}</sub>