Name: Veser
Age: Seventeen. He hasn't aged in a few centuries, but he does in sudden, unsure strokes, at irregular times. Before he was seventeen he was seventy-one for eighteen years.
Gender: Male.
Deion/looks: Dark hair, tinted with a dark crimson that's not unlike blood but deeper than that. His eyes are dark but change periodically, ranging not only with emotion but with weather conditions. The only unusual eye color he's ever possessed would be a deep purple, and he was in a war when that happened.
Personality: He's quiet and reserved, but clever. His posture reflects miscontempt and anger, but he's actually harmless. Though he's not usually into bouts of sudden happiness, he posessess a thick hold on the sarcastic arts and uses that to his personaln advantage. Once you get p*censored*ed his shell, he'll either hate or love you (in which case could be life-or-death).
History: His past is unknown, but rumors have it his mother had a swing with the Muffin Man.
Human (a bit of both, really): He's, and he'll never admit to it, the Easter Bunny. A were-bunny, if you will. But of course, he only ever resembles a bunny during the month of Easter, so he's pretty well hidden until then, when he hightails it to do his, as he says, meaningless job given by a sick Mother Nature.
Other/Power: None.
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