![Novice [250]](https://i.imgur.com/lrYlde6.png)
Name: Xiao Jing / Livan / Bell-kun
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Birthday: 08/21
Sexuality: ???
Special Characteristics: Dissociative Identity Disorder (DID): After being subjugated to numerous traumatic encounters from the point of his sister's death to his eventual fleeing of Marux' forest, Jing had seemingly developed the disorder along the way, where he'd relentlessly juggle the weight of being split into three 'people' in one body on several accounts. Though his alters are usually dormant, respecting his desires as the host personality, they will often take over as soon as a particular event results in Jing's mental stability breaking down.
Personality: Among mundane men, Xiao Jing can never be a quiet individual, and those who've associated themselves with him beyond face value are aware of the extent of his creativity under the influence of boredom, often more obstructive than anything else. Due to his sporadically playful nature, Jing's peers like to label him as unpredictable, considering the highs and lows of his personality with caution and a strange type of fondness - "You can't help but go along with it." they'll tell you.
It's not an uncommon to see a fleeing ginger with screams of horror and rage trailing behind him, and on occasion, someone else is running with him. Despite his unreadable smiles and shockingly offhanded pranks at points, Xiao Jing somehow manages to draw in attention and keep it brewing inside the people he gets to know.
Regardless of who's opinion you may have come across, Xiao Jing's craftiness in his little gags manifests in his aptitude towards life in general. He has ideals that obtains his fixation so much that it drives him into unthinkable situations just to attain them, that motivation becoming a big part of Jing's resourcefulness, something he picked up from his years in the slums. Very likely is it to find the ginger making do with what little he has, or tinkering with the scraps of every little thing he can find to build something better. In that similar sense, Jing has it ingrained into his system to never throw something that could still have purpose, telling himself that he could perform restoration to conjure treasure from trash.
He was never the wasteful sort, so he takes the liberty of making sure that everything he has and does are used to their fullest, that they may reap their purposes so nothing would ever feel 'pointless'. Xiao Jing likes to think that it's impossible for him to take anyone for granted, because he grew up learning how to appreciate even the tiniest of luxuries, leading him to live as simple as he could, with a dash of thrill and hilarity in between.
However, it's important to take note that his trust is something that he very rarely offers to someone. Respect is easy to fabricate or earn for the ginger, but anything past mutual courtesy is reserved for a handful of people. His option to keep secrets and tell white lies contributes to his unpredictability, making others result to seeing him as an enigmatic presence that make them wary enough to avoid him.
And they have good reason to, he thinks, because Xiao Jing acknowledges the darkness inside him that disables his ability to feel empathy or love for humans, a flaw in his character that ensues his periodic lying that makes him so unreliable. He knows he can coax people into doing his bidding if he wants to, murder someone if wants to, because that's how weak his conscience is, how nonexistent is guilt in his system.
Furthermore, without a 'tether' to keep him grounded, that side to Jing is often the most dominant, having a tendency to leak into his battles should he find himself too heated and in the moment.
As a practitioner of a style of martial arts that was isolated to his village, Xiao Jing's fights are extremely straight-forward, with an aim of disabling the enemy as soon as possible for maximum efficiency. With doing damage being his primary thought, Jing's usual battle aptitude is unhinged in terms of getting hurt and hurting others for progress. Be it small bruises or losing buckets of blood by the second, the man thinks of pain like the broth to his rice noodles. He eyes his enemy as an obstruction, powering the entirety of his will power into destroying the target in order to come to terms with a job.
It's to be noted that Jing does appreciate exterior aid in battle, such as the likes of being in a team or a job partner, solely because he's borderline obsessed with the idea of an immediate completion of a certain task.
- Marco - The Protector Alter:
- Regarded as a rather overbearing alter with a mafia-like aura, Marco successfully binds the system in Jing's head as the primary 'organizer' of all the mess that clutters in it. Though he isn't in any way the host, he feels responsible for the other two considering he's probably the most level-headed in comparison. Marco likes to pride himself on his deductive ability and his decisiveness that compliments his unbiased way of putting things, essentially making him the primary voice of reason for most of Jing's choices should he decide to consult Marco. It is to note however that, out of all the personalities in this system, Marco manifests the greater amount of anger management issues, where he is known to be terribly short-fused whilst also possessing a profound vocabulary in various curse words ranging from Italian, Chinese and English, sometimes an ungodly combination for when things start to bother the man to a certain degree.
Nevertheless, the system thrives upon Marco's stability, much unlike the fragile mental state that his host seems to sport. It is often him who first responds to any cracks in Jing's sanity, numbing the spread of the host's sociopath tendencies by taking 'control' of the living vessel that they share, an action that has saved Xiao Jing from the brink of crime more than once. His battle style as the active alter is more refined and careful as a by-product of Marco's analytical nature, though these battles often last much longer than Jing's, which tires their shared body much more than normal.
Meilin's magic largely contributes to the alterations to Jing's appearance whenever Marco is within dominion, making it possible to distinguish the changes by drastically making him appear as someone else, a physical body that Marco himself designed and is rather comfortable in.
- Rory - The Adolescent Alter:
- In the rare instances that an event manages to somehow regress Jing's emotional state into an unbearable shade of gloom and depression and anxiety, a youthful, and more cheery persona adapts the mortal vessel in his place. This alter calls himself Rory, a bright and ambitious boy who claims to be seventeen despite being in a twenty-year old's body. His eyes are illuminated by his dreams of performing on stage, his voice reaching the majority of Fiore's populace. It's unmistakable that with Rory in control, their shared body is much more capable of singing melodically more than any of the remaining personalities, along with a sunny disposition to boot. It is unknown whether or not Jing would actually pursue the idol industry to comply to Rory's desires.
There is little known history of Rory intervening in Jing's day-to-day - should it happen, however, its often the longest period of an alter taking over, ranging from three days to over a week, the greatest length being a full month. Marco, his other alter, thinks that Rory is associated with healing within the system, and is automatically planted as the active alter as soon as Jing experiences an emotionally shocking event that he needs to recover from. Hence, Rory would avoid all manner of fight unless necessary, though he often tries to have Marco take the charge of battle, much to the older man's dismay.
In order to comply to Rory's juvenile outlook, Meilin tailors a special illusion to morph Jing's body into a physical appearance that seems younger and much less oriental. Because the exceed is rather fond of Rory, she will ceaselessly dress the illusion in any manner that the boy sees fit at the time.
Likes:
●Food: His appetite is dangerous, as some people describe it, because it knows no bounds and might just extend to your portion if you weren't carefully guarding it.
●Cats: One day, a ginger boy attracted a small parade of ginger cats while he had fallen asleep on the roof. Because his hair was such a blinding shade of orange, they thought of him as a rare breed of cat, and quickly snuggled close to head. Surprising as it was to wake with so much cat hair in his braid, he has since then found comfort in them.
●Bombs: His fondness for tinkering always takes him over when he's alone, with no one to joke around with or pull tricks on. Jing could end up with a small clock or a tiny toy through this, but at best, his experiments often produce harmless explosives that become the star of the show whenever he's in the mood for a little trouble.
●The Erhu: His sister was a master of this string instrument, and to this day, despite being notably good at it, he feels that he cannot truly replicate the beauty of his sister's music. From time to time when solitude gripes at his soul, his Erhu becomes his tether to reality.
Dislikes:
●Letting food rot, or go to waste: If his days in Desierto have taught him anything, it was that food is a precious material that even he cannot fix when it has gone bad...so he's learned to prepare what he can eat, and consume it without leaving anything. Even if the plague of poverty no longer haunts him, Xiao Jing is a creature of habit.
●Solitude: He's had so much of it at one point, to a point that he's sick of it, that he constantly finds ways to keep himself in the company of people.
●Pulling on his braid: He's had little kids do it, he's had bullies do it, he's had harlots do it, he's had thieves do it, and he's had monkeys do it...and all are bad memories that he doesn't wish to recall.
●Monkeys: They've done more than just pull his braid.
Motivations:
●Completion: He never leaves a trinket project undone. He takes it as a self-proclaimed responsibility to finish what he's started, and it extends towards everything else he does.
●His sister: Having long perished after they migrated to Desierto, his sister's memory is an everlasting reminder of the bitterness of human error and how short life is. He lives for her now.
●Endgame: Fulfilling small goals for him is stronger than a simple compulsion, and reaching what he deems as his endgame is the pinnacle of satisfaction in his head.
Fears:
●Betrayal: Nothing good has come out of him blindly trusting people, and he's learned that much after being the center of so much bad karma for a very long while.
●Uselessness: For years, Jing had to struggle with the feeling of inferiority. As he now possesses a mean of defending himself, the possibility of fading back to those days is a poisonous thought that he doesn't dare mull on.
●Dying early: He'd seen so much of death that he no longer resents it. In reality, he's aware of the finality to human life and understands the unwritten rule that governs it. Though, if he were to die without the final accomplishment, then he'd do everything in his power to resist, as desperately as he could.
General Appearance
Height: 170 cm (5'7")
Weight: 55 kg
Hair: Vermilion, almost always tied into a braid.
Eyes: Blue
Skin Tone: Fair
Appearance: Jing normally dresses in a manner of clothing that he's become accustomed to, having favored his traditional cloth over anything on trend. Its a black garment that resembles the traditional uniform for Chinese martial arts, being bundled up the sleeves to reveal a white under-layer. He wears a form of loose, grey pants that reaches his calves paired with traditional tai chi shoes. Jing also sports a long cloak on his shoulders and/or several rolls of bandages curling over his face, arms, fingers and legs.
His other clothing are mostly traditional martial arts attire, save for one red overcoat that he pilfered off some nobleman when it was freezing.
Guild/Council
Guild: Black Sails
Tattoo: Red. On his chest, near his left shoulder blade.
Rank: C
Last edited by Xiao Jing on 11th December 2017, 8:00 am; edited 2 times in total
Food: His appetite is dangerous, as some people describe it, because it knows no bounds and might just extend to your portion if you weren't carefully guarding it. 
![Master [1000]](https://i.imgur.com/AQXM4xC.png)
![Senior [500]](https://i.imgur.com/Nmfn8cD.png)
