Current Name: Shocker. Nickname: Shock. Nickname for very good friends or lovers: Shocky. Human name: Xavier. Human body age: N/A. Current age: 27 Human height: 5'8. Current height: 6'10 Sexualities: Demisexual/Romantic and Polysexual. Friends: Bl00dst4in, TRiX, Rodger, Sebastian, Jase, Phenics, and Lucfir. Sibling: Bombshell Love interest: Blem, Rodger. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Trigger words (Trigger level< 10/10): July/26/2035, Death, [Water gun]. Trigger words (Trigger lever< 5/10): Slurs, Explicit Nicknames, Degrading names. ------------------------------------------------------------------------- Trigger spots (Trigger level< 10/10): Holding a leash to him, holding any type of weaponry towards him. Touching him around the legs or rays, and hitting him. Trigger spots (not too bad): Scaring/startling him. Touching his stomach/chest/and shoulders, biting him. -------------------------------------------------------------------------
TW TW TW TW TW TW TW TW TW TW TW TW! When Xavier was younger he was neglected from the love he had from his mother and father. Mainly because his father left them at a young age. His sister was the favorite while he wasn't. She got all of the toys she got her, all of the love from her, all of the food while all he had was the scraps and what was left. Eventually when he got older he would come home from school with a bruise or two. Everyday when he was at his locker at any school he would get hit or made fun of or get some sort of form of bullying. Everyday he had to live with that until one day he was old enough to start living on his own. He got an apartment with a roommate. His name was Charlie. Charlie helped him with rent and helped pay for almost everything. Xavier thought it was strange at first, but he eventually got used to it. When he did Charlie started to switch up on him. He would do more than what his friendly limit was. He'd ask him to do certain things of which I can not specify on this website. He'd touch him in places no friend would ever touch. As the months went by this explicit torture continued on and got worse with every day. But then one day. Charlie never came back home from work to continue his torture towards Xavier. That very day Xavier cried. Cried not because he wanted him to come back, but because he was free. Free from the lashes. Free from the pain. The suffering. Everything. After a few weeks of recovering and trying to find a job he found one. A daycare attendant. He signed up as soon as he heard about it. Those few years of hard child caring work had payed the bills. One night he was trying to settle the children down for nap time when all of the sudden the night alarm goes off. This wasn't one of those drills they had preformed every once in a while. No, this was a real alarm. [Intruder in the vicinity of the daycare center.] The announcer said. He tried to repeat himself but he was cut off with an agonizing shriek. Xavier heart dropped at that noise and rushed all of the children to a closet so that they could hide. They hid for about 10 minutes and when he peeped through the door to try and spot where the intruder was he was spotted, she looked like one of the Jesters from the show room for teens. There was a [Water gun] in her hand. It was aimed straight at his head. He tried to close the door so that there would be some sort of barrier to hold her back until the authorities came around but he was too late. She had [Head shot] him dead in the forehead. She then came for the children, luckily 5 survived. The other 10 faced unfortunate deaths. As soon as the authorities came they identified the intruder as Missy. She was found lying on the floor a few feet away from where Xavier had died. [Bullet point.] At her neck. Days later his body was reserved in the hospital. They were trying to make him nice for the funeral when his body went missing. Nobody could find where it was. Mean while in some sick experimental hidden lab his remains where stuffed into an animatronic. His new was finished and he was powered on. [His exact words when he was powered on] "Leave them be-! Please! He woke up to a young man, almost his age screaming and calling for some boss. An older man came in quickly and started explaining to the young man that he would be fine. He then tried to calm down the animatronic. "Where the hell am I? What happened to the children? Why do I sound like this?" He held his neck and head like they were life lines. They told him everything that had happened. Every single detail. He started to cry but remembered that crying wouldn't do anything so he sat there. A numbing feeling filling his entire frame. He swore to himself that he would keep everyone he loved safe, and that he would never forgive what he had left the children with.
