Name:Geoffry<br/><br/>Age: 26<br/><br/>Appearance:<br/><br/>(http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_dWKvVJhgeB4/TMymTLi9RxI/AAAAAAAAAMU/7xIxLdRlRhQ/s1600/StraightJacket.jpg)<br/><br/>Sexuality: Straight<br/><br/>Gender: Male<br/><br/>Ons:  Though never admitting it, many of his actions come directly from his inability to deal with his sexual arousal. He holds strong beliefs in traditional gender roles despite being aroused very easily by women in control and being treated rather roughly. Long periods of isolation has also left him enjoying things that he cant quite explain such as hearing screams, seeing others cry (though not necessarily for negative reasons), and an odd affinity for seeing people struggle when they're senses are taken away. Most of this knowledge coming from exploring he's done on the internet of course.<br/><br/><br/>Offs: Again, due to his strong beliefs in traditional gender roles, any attempt at forcing him to take on the appearance of the fairer gender causes him to go into violent fits. Also he finds rubber disgusting.<br/><br/><br/>Calming things: Chewy food, Bird sounds, lazy naps, being softly patted on the head, Dark rooms, and small spaces<br/><br/>Things that get him worked up: Women trying to take control, Large men hurting small women, Lots of angry shouting, too much of the color purple, Saying you dont want to watch "The empire strikes ass" If he asks you too.<br/><br/><br/>Personality:<br/><br/>Calm, Calculating, Ruthless. Few words could do a worse job of describing him. Often times acting on impulse and emotions his demeanor was one of a quiet man who had snapped years ago and had little chance of coming back. On occasion though he did act calm, and when he did thats when it was dangerous. It meant he was actually calculating, thinking in the long term while he could, his bouts of desire focusing all his energy into a coherent moment of thought. Pitty the person who dismissed his odd behavior and short sightedness as the functions of a lesser mind.<br/><br/>Biography: No one knew much about him. From what the papers would tell them he'd been born in New York but hadn't stayed there for long. Arrested multiple times for disorderly conduct in public, it was on his last offense that the judge had realized something was wrong with his mind. The way he sat in the courtroom with a blank expression on his face, attacking other prisoners for reasons that no one could quite figure out, and watching porno on his door step in public like "The Empire Strikes Ass" all started to add up. He was finally diagnosed with a case of sever post traumatic stress disorder and committed against his will. If he seemed quiet before, then this breaking point made him seem like a mute. What little bit of information they could get out of him suddenly stopped, and when asked what happened to him that was so horrible he became violent. Unable to find any relatives, unable to get him to open up, and unable to talk him down, things looked bleak for him as if he may never leave the sanitarium. The only thing helping him though had to be that one of the police officers in the courtroom noticed how much he resembled his real son. Though the officer knew he owed the man nothing he still looked into Geoffry's back ground and found as little as every one else. Taking pitty on the man and hoping it might help he hired an investigator to see what he could find out about Geoffry. Who knows what happened? Who knows what may come to light?<br/><br/>Final Diagnosis:<br/><br/>A very acute case of Post Traumatic Stress Disorder although no ones been able to quite pin down why or when it happened.<br/><br/>Medical history<br/><br/>A recent diagnosis of PTSD based upon actions and certain quirks he exhibits. Most of the symptoms show themselves in the form of bouts of non homicidal violence, very impulsive actions, and rarely talking. Otherwise he seemed a fit healthy specimen.<br/><br/>Write a post regarding how your character joined Rosanam:<br/><br/>Geoffry stumbled forward as he was tossed in the room, a full straight jacket on and a cover over his mouth. The room had only a bed in it as he stood there looking around. A voice coming from behind him as he took a tentative and unsure step forward into the room. "The doctor will be by to see you when he can. In the mean time why dont you take a nap?" The voice sounding sweet and gentle and feminine. It was just the kind of thing to irritate him. His scowl was to be wasted on the rusting metal door though as the woman disappeared behind the sliding food access door built into the room's door. His eyes darted around, the blue carpeted floor not providing much to see and the bare white brick walls giving him very little to do. When he had arrived they'd mentioned something about a temporary cell and a "special" assessment from one of the doctors. Was this that cell? Was he to be interviewed soon? As he considered his surroundings, the jacket began to chafe and his nose began to itch as he slowly trotted to the wall directly across from the door. Geoffry tried rubbing his face against it, groaning as the smell of the room started to permeate it wit the bitter, almost acidic smell of certain body fluids. He prayed this would only be temporary as he gave up trying to rub his nose and just leaned against it instead. Sliding down the wall till he sat on the ground, staring at the door.