ABOUT RAID

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The day he died

Raid isn't his real name, who names their kid that? Or even Radio? No, he renamed himself after he broke away from his past self, the him that should never have been. He left it all behind. The day that he died was the best day of his life.[break][break]

The death of his past was a long and arduous one. Many doctors, many blood tests, an awful lot of therapy and dealing with condescending fuckwits that dictated his health and wellbeing - but it paid off. He was handed hormones, and the means to be who he was meant to be. The day he took his first hormone shot, he started planning his death. His hair left behind it's drab brown that had made him feel worthless, and instead had been replaced with a vibrant but dark blue. His already deformed eyes being utilized, a tattoo artist who Raid will never name for the sake of their job working some magic. Yellow eyed, blue haired, everything was nearly in place. The final step came a year later, having his upper canines torn out, and newer, sharper, longer ones taking their place. In that time, he picked up a few piercings along the way, and he was nearly complete. Finally, his past self could die. The moment the tattoo on his neck was done, he'd achieved the death he'd striven for.[break][break]

No longer was he the person he'd been born - that person had died and given way to Raid Fakauf, the undead beast that wasn't to be messed with, but would be a powerful and loving ally if someone would prove themselves to him. After years of wanting to die, relapse after relapse, alcoholism, nights of crying himself to sleep, he'd managed it.[break][break]

Revolt! Revolt!

During his journey, Raid had witnessed limitless cruelty. Homeless people spat on, forsaken by their own species, children starving to death because the poverty line was ignored by those with the means to make it all go away with a single signature, animals being tortured for pleasure. As he modified himself, he distanced from humanity, and now doesn't consider himself human at all. He sided with the revolution part way through his transformation, at first only loosely; he continued on with his job training dogs, a business he owned at the time, and made a pretty penny, giving what he didn't need to the revolution and those in need. In the end, he sold the majority of his company, putting what he got from the sale into the revolution, joining considerably more "full time" as an enforcer. He still trains dogs part time, in order to support himself mentally due to how taxing being an enforcer is. [break][break]

He's good at both of his jobs, his ability to detach emotionally from whatever his hands may be doing giving him an incredible advantage as an enforcer. He's not afraid to get bloody or dirty, and ending lives taxes him less and less each time. He's not killing his own kind as far as he's concerned, and those he tortures information from well and truly deserve anything that happens in the first place.[break][break]
He kinda likes his job, actually.

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call me
NORSKI

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