SGG: Malachi Mooney

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Name: Malachi (Mal-ah-key) Mooney

Age: 17

Year: 2nd

Height: 5'11 ft/ 180cm

Weight: 155lbs, about 11 stone

Blood type: B-

Birth date: October 13th

Nationality: Irish
Sexuality: Gay (Closet case, why do you think he's so well dressed? You didn't think he was in there doing nothing, did you? )

Clubs: Art, Music

Family:

MOTHER: Lucy and her son share a common and very much unspoken understanding. The two co-inhabit the same emotional mental space. Given witness to the same event; in a heartbeat they'll experience the same path of thought, they'll both draw the same conclusions and react in tandem. They understand one another more than either of them are ever willing to admit to. This, however, doesn't mean they always see eye to eye.
Malachi shares too much of his fathers genetic cocktail for his mother to really feel comfortable around, or at least as far as outward appearances are concerned... Lucy can't get close to her son without seeing telltale signs of her abusive husband and tends to flinch away from him and Malachi, being the sensitive little monster he is, never fails to pick up on the mild undertone of disgust and takes it as outright hatred.

Neither are happy with the situation.

FATHER: Micheal Mooney is what we in the business would call 'A Real Piece of Work'. Marrying into an poor, working class family meant one thing to him; control.
(...And to a lesser extent; stability. Mickey Mooney did not have a comfortable upbringing himself)
It meant he could lay the law, rule the roost with an iron fist, it meant he could control the money, it meant he wouldn't have to ever stare down the terrorizing face of rejection and live life the way he wanted without the horror of making sacrifices for the sake of family. Heaven forbid!
Malachi might be the young, but as the only son of family, no sooner had he plummeted into the terrible teens than he started to assert himself as the man about the house. How did daddy dearest take it? It went down like a lead balloon. The two tend to scream and holler at one another when left in the same room, on rare occasion their fights have been known to take a violent edge which almost ends up with Malach taking off down the street and finding a place to sulk and cool off for the next few hours.
Not friends.
Mickey sees his son as an outward, uncontrollable, ungrateful little rat fag of a boy.

SIBLINGS: Taking on that oh so wonderful Irish Catholic habit, Malachi is one of numerous siblings. Poor kid suffers the joys of having three sisters and an elder brother, most he gets along with surprisingly well, they look out for one another and are violently defensive in doing so. When he was younger they were fiery household, full of small arguments and raised voices, that seemed to be how they communicate affection between one another, although things have been a lot quieter since the two eldest got married and moved out...
Nowadays it's just him and the ever shy bookworm Kadie cluttering about the place... christ it's like living in a ghost town.


Personality:

Like most, this one has a warped way of handling the world, much less people!
Everything Malachi process is subject to his feelings and everything Yuki feels in intense. Life = INTENSE. Like somebodies flicked a switch, he can snap from manic highs to rock bottom lows, there are no between grounds, no happy mediums where his emotions are concerned.

A sense of the dramatic and bizarre has rubbed off on this boy, mix that in with his inherited eccentricity and you get a Molotov cocktail of reactions.

At his cheeriest there's enough passion for ten men! Malach can become abrasively loud and up front, loses almost all inhibitions, sings and screeches and teases at the top of his lungs, dances minus the music, pulls things apart, causes trouble, mimics others, dresses up, makes sound effects and puts on voices, flirts outrageously, climbs precarious things for giggles, carves things into his skin, smokes like a chimney, paints (if you think he sticks to a canvas, you have another thing a-coming; many a time he's decided he wants a living muse and volunteered a fellow student for a 'quick touch up') and exists purely for the sake of enjoyment. When at a high, this one LIVES for the moment.

At his lowest points the world bears in on him. Inanimate objects seem to develop a glaring, calculating personality, everything becomes a mirror in which he can clearly see and relive his every sin. Suddenly he's little more than an air thief, a space waster. People are impossible to comprehend, their voices are refrigerator humming, their presence makes his skin crawl—no, SCREAM-- with anxiety. Malach's throat sticks, he can no longer manage sentences, everything collapses in on itself, a sudden understanding of all the horror and cruelty in the world grows under his skull like a tumor until he could burst for pressure, escape is imperative. At these moments he refuses to eat, he feels like food's spoiling over, rotting in his mouth, wasted on him, sometimes the hangover of these emotions can last for months leaving him a little on the lithe side.

((SIDE NOTE: he's ALWAYS funny about food. Will only eat certain things at the best of times. ))

What makes him him?
Naturally, if we choose to ignore his context, family and surroundings, if we took JUST Malachi's mind and examined it closely; we'd find him an anxious, cautious and eager to please boy.

He feels deeply for other people, he's highly sensitive to their needs, quick to trust, even quicker to ADORE and has a natural ability to see the best in people. That doesn't mean to say he can't see the bad in them, far from it, he just strives to understand WHY the bad in them exists, tries to piece together what tragedy created it before letting it effect his judgment of them.

Everything said to him is taken to heart and examined numerous times, pulled apart for all possible meaning. He's not good at understanding people, often he feels like he's a slightly off-tune radio, working on a different frequency to everyone else, so, in order to interpret them, he needs to study their possible reasons (very, very inventive and silly creative at times!). It means he sees different lights of people to most, but he often misses immediate hints and social queues. Prone to embarrassing himself and not understanding why, experiencing the humiliation nonetheless.

ALWAYS feels like he's let people down... never feels like he's good enough. Now, there are two ways past this; overcompensation and ignorance. Overcompensation = grovelling, being overly polite, becoming a bit of a doormat and going out of his way to please everyone but himself, he's only relieved when suffering. Ignorance = trying to give those feeling the cold shoulder altogether, stop thinking of them as people and instead as stimulus, something to react to and make each retaliating move entirely his own! Being a bit of an ass basically. This act is more than a little unstable, but it makes a nice change for when he gets sick of not living for himself. He's mostly like it when sulking with people.

Mostly he sits between the extreme highs and lows as a little bit polite and cautious, arty and sensitive, but will swing into either one, and both are destructive as hell, at the drop of a hat.


Likes:
* Collecting junk for 'art'.
Coffee
Beaches, mostly for rock climbing and crab fishing.
Small animals
Smoking like a house fire and drinking like he's trying to put it out (raids daddies cabinet )
The smell after it rains and the smell of petrol
Painting
Loud music
Motorbikes
Horror films
Hentai manga >.>' SHHH!
Pretty boys
Fireworks
In fact, just fire.
Body paint
Glitter
Conflict/ dramarama
Apricots and pomegranates-- oh just fruit and veg
Amateur dramatics and amateur philosophy = absolute diva.
Winding people up, yanking their chains, teasing etc.
Play fighting and being generally touchy feely.
Family, friendships, you know, relationships in general

Dislikes:
Quiet and thinking room
Having nothing to do/ preoccupy him
Big open spaces
Small confined spaces
Stodgy food.
Big dogs (to be honest they frighten him)
Working. On anything. At all. Ever.
Cleaning dishes.
Logic. Of ANY kind.
Losing his temper
Being on time
Family, friendships, you know, relationships in general


Talents and/or hobbies:
Art (can't draw for toffee, but makes things, “sculptures”)
Dance (don't laugh, his eldest sister used to teach him her routines. It just stuck >>)
Urban Exploring (hangs about town and breaks into old buildings with the youngest sister for her photography. Loves the thrill of it really. Only been caught twice!)
Straight up, blunt and strong minded. He's not scared of people just because they've been given authority over him, doesn't respect adults any more than he does folks his age, talks to EVERYONE on the level, sees people for they show him.

Weaknesses:
Few inhibitions, prone to slightly 'extreme' /wince/ behaviour so can scare people off.
Emotional, he often over reacts to things (sensitivity X10) or completely under-reacts from being on a bit of a high.
Not athletic. Not a bit. Can't run without hacking his guts up outta his chest...
Whilst he likes to understand people, he hates anyone getting close. VERY humiliated about his life situation.
Terrified of rejection.
Tends to be a bit of a bully in his forwardsness. Doesn't realize it or see it himself.
Sucker for peer pressure. Real group mentality.
Gets bored and is easily distracted. High maintenance.
Suffers terrible wanderlust. Prone to daydreaming in class

Bio:
((In a nutshell. I hate writing these! ^^'))
Father meets mother, honeymoon in Japan, the one cheerful point of their marriage. Four kids and the start of a 'trumped up' domestic abuse investigation later they move there in hope of rekindling things.
Malachi is 4 at the time.
The old man starts working in a factory, one full of late nights and coming home smelling of booze.
The kids are schooled and looked after, but until his majesty gets home there is little discipline in the home, Ma is a bit of a nervous and sensitive creature, does what she can, but the kids pretty much look after themselves.
The two eldest daughters move out in the same year. Malach is 13.
With no one to boss him about and a whole pocket full of hormones Malachi starts to 'act out'. His mother starts looking for a more... 'formal' environment for him; thus, Sora gakuen!

FUN FACTS:

BIG on cute things, he has every vet or animal rescue program available to day time TV on series link. Sad stories depress him to the point of shuffling around the house and telling his flatmates that they have to go and save the poor donkey with no ears... from three seasons ago. If they run real fast, and a bit back in time maybe, he's sure they can make it.

Collects strays. Totally accidental, sees them wandering about the neighbourhood and can't help but to leave food out. Not his fault they move in – and they develop names by themselves! You know animals!


Best friends with his sister. Sad but true. Kadie is 15 but Malach looks down on her as a baby and revels in play-fighting, making her fetch the beer, holding things out of her reach, eating the last packets of crisps in front of her (until he gets it in the nose) and generally teasing her.
Kadie is the more serious and responsible of the two.


Goes Gnome And Other Assorted Hideous Crockery hunting. It started off as a game his 'gang' used to play in the woods when he was a boy, now he sets it up for Kadie. The rules are to put aside a bit of money every week, find the nearest bootsale on Sunday morning, pick up the most vile shelf pieces (pots that look like pigs that look like families and such. Shudder worthy!) and sit them on branches in the woods. After that one needs two paintball guns or BB rifles and the rest, as they say, is history!

Relations to other people:
N/A yet!