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Mason Raithe


Mason Raithe was born on June, 1st, 1992, in Los Angeles. The child of a drunk and a beat down woman, he had what most people would call a ‘troubled’ upbringing,
often subjected to having to watch his mother be beaten by his father, or listening to the two scream at each other constantly.  When he was very young he used to hide
 in a closet, or another small space. As he got older he began to feel like it was his fault his mother was being beaten, as if it was his place to protect her. Starting at about
the age of six, he began to try to protect her himself, which resulted in his father hitting him instead.  After that, he became the focal point of his father’s drunken rage,
instead of his mother.  His mother began to slip out to bars herself, now also drinking, and would often not come home at all, staying with whomever she picked up in the bar,
leaving her young son to fend for himself.  Mason lived with many types of abuse, and it jaded him at a young age.  

Because there was no one to ‘guide’ him or advise him, he fell into bad habits early.  He started smoking at nine years old, drinking at twelve.  He had a problem trusting anyone
and firmly believed everyone was out to try to hurt him, so he took great measures not to get close to anyone, becoming a bully in school, if he went to school, that was.  He ended up
dropping out when he was fifteen and he never did graduate.  He had other problems too, many deep seated, emotional ones, what would likely be called an antisocial disorder coupled
 by a fair amount of paranoia. All in all, the angry teenager simply vibrated a 'do not fuck with' aura, which was good, for he often despised anyone his was forced to deal with.

Though he still lives at home, he is stronger and more street wise, and is better at standing up against his father, who is only there sometimes, as he also lives  elsewhere, leaving
his son to deal with the house. His mother is almost never home, now, preferring he life with the various Johns that she meets, thus she does not help with the house at all. As
he has no experience dealing with financial things, and would refuse to help his father in any way, it is only a matter of time before the house is condemned by the city.

At only nineteen years old, Mason stands at six feet, three inches tall.  His build would best be described as bony or scrawny, perhaps ‘underfed’, because it surely looks like he
could put on a few pounds, and although he is  still lanky, he doesn’t look quite as awkward as he did in his middle teen years. His nose is slightly on the large side, followed below
by thin lips often pinched even thinner into a severe scowl, and preceded above by fierce, glaring eyes that are either their natural murky brownish/green color, or a mix matched
one bright blue and one natural, as he will often wear a contact. His complexion, already pale from his almost stubborn refusal to enter the sunlight, is made even worse by the full
head of lanky, and often greasy, midnight black hair that falls to about the middle of his back.  Long, almost skeletal looking fingers are usually half covered by black gloves, frayed
seams where the fingers of those gloves once were. Sitting above those gloves are most often black and white striped arm warmers, which cover a large portion of his strange tattoos.
Mason usually wears jeans or leggings on his long, slender legs and a baggy, well worn T-shirt that has some heavy metal band on it.   On his feet he wears combat boots, heavy,
steel toed ones that look as though they cost more then his entire wardrobe.  Bright lime green laces are a splash of color within the boots.  

The young man currently moves from bar to bar, in hopes no one will get wise to his fake ID. So far he’s had good luck. He drinks in copious amounts, already noticing certain
family tendencies. Any mention of this will bring about his horrible temper, however, and normally a fight will start. It is because of that temper, and his insistence on pushing others
away, that Mason has few, if any, true friends. He often lives on the streets, refusing to return home if there is even a whiff of his father’s presence.

Currently in denial about his sexuality, Mason has had a few ‘run-ins’ with other men. These are normally in a fit of lust, and the young man vacates the premises as
soon as it is over, often avoiding the individual after that. Though he seems to like looking at women, he finds it difficult to talk to them, often becoming amazingly tongue tied
around an attractive girl.

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