Michael Froese

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Michael Froese

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Name: Michael Froese
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Grade: Senior
School: George Hunter High School
Hobbies and Interests: Marine biology, paleontology, marine paleontology, video games, choir, reading Wikipedia, playing with his dogs.

Appearance: Weighing 110 lbs and standing at 5'10'', Michael has a worryingly skinny appearance, though on most days it's only noticeable in his legs as he tends to wear long-sleeved shirts. He is pale-skinned, due to spending most of his time indoors. Other than the two preceding traits, Michael styles his appearance after whatever the popular teen style trends are, as to avoid attracting unwanted attention to himself. Michael has medium-short length golden-blond hair, which is usually in a gelled taper cut parted to the left. His hair is naturally wavy when ungelled. He has very Nordic-looking facial features, with high, pronounced cheekbones, a strong jaw, and pale blue eyes. His nose has a small bump on its bridge, and it is very slightly bent to the right due to genetics. His eyebrows are well-defined, and are a somewhat darker colour than his hair. He usually wears long-sleeved henley shirts with a hoodie overtop skinny jeans or chinos, and a worn pair of hiking boots. While he can see competently without them, Michael wears a pair of prescription bifocals. He wears an insulin pump (OmniPod brand) on either of his upper arms or hips.

Biography: Michael was born on August 7th, 2000 to Caroline Wilde and Robert Froese, a married couple living in San Francisco (Caroline didn't take her husband's surname.). Robert worked in the city's urban forestry department, and earned a wage high enough for Caroline to be able to be a stay-at-home mother for Michael until he entered elementary school, at which point she began as the communications coordinator at a local leisure center. Michael was and still is their only child.

Michael's early years went by fairly normally, being enrolled in preschool and pre-kindergarten. When Michael was three, his dad showed him an old biology textbook, and while he didn't understand most of it, Michael found himself intrigued by illustrations and photographs of microscopic organisms such as diatoms and vorticella. Michael was particularly fascinated by parameciums, reaching a level where he yelled out that he was a paramecium during a doctor's appointment.

While his obsession with protists eventually faded, it was replaced when, during a trip to visit family in the Canadian province of Alberta, Michael visited the Royal Tyrrell Museum, where he saw the museum's Burgess Shale exhibit. Fascinated by the alien appearance of the creatures shown, he gained an interest in early marine life and modern-day marine invertebrates that persists to present-day.

Elementary school went by mostly uneventfully, though initially Michael had a hard time adjusting to the change between kindergarten and elementary. Middle school went the same way until the summer before grade 8, when his dad got a job offer from the city of Chattanooga's parks department. As the job paid substantially higher, the offer was accepted, and the family moved to Tennessee. Michael, as an introvert, managed to make a few friends, a few of whom were of at least acceptable social standing in the school, though most of those he did befriend were gamers.

When he entered high school, Michael began to grow closer to his more popular friends, and started neglecting his less socially desirable ones. While still on friendly terms with a some of them, he tries to avoid his former friends in order to avoid any unwanted association. When not in class, he tries to blend into the background, usually sitting at a table in the school foyer or library, reading on his phone. Academically, Michael is an average student, getting 80s% and mid-70s in most classes except biology and chemistry, in which he gets higher than average marks, and in physics and math, in which he gets lower than average marks. Michael is in the biology club, because of his fondness for marine biology, and the school choir, because he's a surprisingly good singer, and he hopes showing it off will make people like him. After high school, he plans on studying marine biology, hoping to either specialize in invertebrates or use it as a gateway to marine paleontology.

Throughout his life, Michael has had many medical problems. He's always been quite skinny, partially due to genetics, and partially to being a stubborn, picky eater with a small appetite. At 13, he was diagnosed with depression and type one diabetes, ADHD at 14, and recently has been diagnosed with level one autism spectrum disorder. He has a family history of each malady, and as such, underwent testing for each and ended up diagnosed. When he was 16, he qualified for an insulin pump and has used one ever since. Michael often uses these to his advantage, using his mental illnesses as excuses to get extensions on school projects or to go home early, and he often fakes low blood sugar to get out of things he doesn't want to do. Both Michael's parents and his diabetes specialist have expressed concern over his weight, and have recommended him to add 300 daily calories to his diet, which he obtains with meal-replacement drinks.

Since an early age, Michael has spent most of his free time at home, playing video games. Aware of the social stigma against this, he is ashamed by it, and gives vague answers whenever asked about his hobbies. Due to many of the games he plays involving characters with randomized names, he has gone through the yearbook and created lists of names (one for males, one for females, and one for surnames), and if possible, adding the lists to the resources the games use to generate names. In the past year, he's started a few Wikipedia reading projects, first attempting to read the Wikipedia page of every year, starting at 1 A.D., and the pages of people who died in that year. Michael has since gotten bored with that project, and has begun reading about the disasters, crimes, and deaths that have happened in a country, figuring the best way to learn about a place is to know about all the bad stuff that has happened to it. Michael has a very good memory and ability to recall facts, having gotten the highest possible score in a trivia test used as part of his autism diagnosis. His father jokes that if marine biology doesn't work out, he could always make it big as a Jeopardy champion.

Michael deeply values the opinions people have of him, and has grown quite insecure about it. As a result, he's become very judgmental to those who he dislikes or those lower on the social ladder than him, either smack talking them mentally or with friends. He is aware of his insecurity problem, but believes that it's fine as it makes him feel better about himself and doesn't actually hurt anybody as long as they don't find out about it. Michael makes sure that anybody he gossips about is a social outcast or don't have any friends privy to the conversation. He has a very self-deprecating sense of humour, making himself out as dumber than he actually is; he doesn't care if people actually think he's stupid, he just wants to make people happy; he knows that he's intelligent, and that people will like him if he makes them laugh.

While he has a bitter and mean-spirited side, Michael is also a very empathetic person. He is aware that he's just mean to people so that he feels better about himself, and believes that those he looks down upon aren't actually doing anything wrong, as they're not actively hurting anyone and are just doing what they find fun. Michael makes a point of reading the names of every victim of each major terrorist attack (9/11, the Survival of the Fittest mass kidnappings/murders, etc.) on the anniversaries of the respective attack.

Michael's empathy manifests itself in another way, too: His love for animals. He's been a vegetarian by choice since the age of three, which has contributed significantly to his low body weight, and volunteers at the local humane society. In the past few years, he's tried to eat meat and meat replacements like hamburger patties made of soya, but has found that he vomits whenever eating anything that tastes like meat. Michael has a particular fondness of cephalopods, believing them to be smarter than most vertebrates classically considered intelligent (e.g. dogs, cats, or rats). He's had pets all throughout his life, in San Francisco having owned two border collies (one named Wren, the other Roswell), three frogs (who remained unnamed), a variety of pufferfish (also unnamed), two frilled lizards (Boy Frilly and Girl Frilly), a panther chameleon (unnamed), a Jackson's chameleon (Pincer), two crested geckos (Gecky and Bart), a group of pygmy chameleons, a colony of hermit crabs, and a Great Pyrenees named Jerry, all of whom either died from natural causes or were put up for adoption when the family moved to Tennessee. Currently, he has a Pomeranian named Waffles—full name Waffles Z. Vünderhünd—and a tri-coloured Corgi named Karen—full name Karen Ellen Daffodil Bwlchgwyn, both who he loves dearly.

Advantages: Michael isn't likely to have many enemies on the island, as he's tried his best to ensure everyone has at worst a neutral opinion on him, though there are some exceptions in former friends and people who've found out that he was talking about them behind their backs. His excellent memory and ability to quickly make judgement calls could be an asset in situations where he has to make a quick decision. Additionally, his empathetic nature may help him create goodwill with other students on the island.
Disadvantages: Michael has little muscle mass, and thus is likely at a large disadvantage in any close-range combat situation and may grow malnourished or fatigued faster than others. If left unmedicated, Michael's ADHD, while not severe, could leave him unable to fully concentrate, and his depression, in combination with his self-loathing issues, may lead him down the path to suicide if left untreated. Anybody he has alienated in the past may hold a grudge against him, and may act upon it given the chance. Finally, his diabetes presents a large problem; If untreated, it will lead to ketoacidosis, which will cause Michael's body to rapidly use water, causing dehydration. If his ketoacidosis remains untreated, he will also go through severe fatigue and nausea. Michael's insulin pump makes a beeping noise whenever it begins/stops delivering insulin, when it needs to be replaced (every three days), and during the replacement process, meaning that he may be detected by other students when it beeps. Michael will be vulnerable while he's changing his pod, and if his blood tester/insulin dose manager is destroyed, stolen, otherwise inaccessible, he will be unable to treat his diabetes at all. If he gives an insulin dose too large or doesn't eat enough carbohydrates, he will become hypoglycemic, which if left untreated will cause him confusion, fatigue, and potentially give him a seizure and/or send him into a diabetic coma.
[+] v7
[+] Michael Froese
Michael Froese - The story of an identity; the story of a matador; the story of a liar; the story of a junkie; the story of a very special frog; the story of a jackal; the story of an oscillator; the story of a ghost; the story of the death of an author; the story of a bunch of other stuff.

THREADS!

PREGAME: Mad world - This...this felt nice. - Michael was incredibly disappointed in himself for actually agreeing to go do something with Beryl. - He wasn't actually all that sorry. - Part of him was worried his real motivation wasn't self-torturing altruism but instead the fact that it was one of the few things that still made him feel.

ISLAND:
Michael and all of his friends were going to be footnotes in a history textbook. - he was folding in on himself like a four-dimensional object in three-dimensional space - Everything was about pain, fear, and love. - "Gave them our reactions, our explosions, all that was ours; For graphs of passion, and charts of stars." - He had a duty to look into someone's eyes as he killed them. - Closure really did sound like nothing at all. - "I wish we were lovers, but it's for the best." - Michael Froese the award-winning murderer. That was who he was now. - "I wanted to lose myself." - "Good and bad, all roads lead to Rome and I just, it hurts too much to be a good person." - "Somewhere out there in the deep blue sea, there's this whale." - "...It's harder to be yourself than it is to be anybody else." - "The neighbors, they adored him for his humor and his conversation. Look underneath the house there, find the few living things, rotting fast in their sleep; oh, the dead," - He gave her a big hug. He buried his head in her shoulder, feeling her cold, spongy, rubbery skin against his forehead. She had no eyes. She had no face. Something had eaten her face. - Michael Froese was a crazy person with a gun. - Validation. - "You don't live in a goddamned movie." - "I miss what it's like to be, like, actually alone." - "Market data inconsistent. Cantor API problem. Trading system offline," - Michael didn't want this. It wasn't like that'd stop him. - "I'm wide awake, it's morning." - He was a spree killer now, he supposed. - When he gave his word, he was giving nothing. - The fact they even existed was being politicized. - "BERYL FUCKING MAHELONA. TELL ME WHAT YOU DID TO BERYL MAHELONA," - 'Am I gray?' - A beach covered in unidentified decedents. - He'd never felt anything unconditionally. - "Look around you, you're surrounded.
It won't get any better. And so, goodnight."
[+] Valerija Bogdanovic
The story of a (failed) revolutionary.

THREADS!

PREGAME: August 12th, 2017 - The explosive sound of metal hitting metal

ISLAND:
She turned away. Everything from here on out was for the terrorists to see. - "All of us, we have the chance to actually do something with our lives." - The students were the shark in the box. - Complacency was festering like a tumour. - "She's right. It won't - it won't change anything," - Scraped into the wall, in neatly-styled lettering, the words "If they won't live in peace, then they'll die for peace." - Val needed a gun, - "I do not care for violence without a point," she stated. "My gun is not loaded." - "Juliette, I'm sure you already know this, but you really should take pains to be careful around people who speak only in enthymemes." - "Someone once said, 'Change must come with the barrel of a gun', and they were not wrong." - Two explosions.
none of you can prove im in v8
[+] v9, AKA. Kermit rejects modernity, returns to writing mentally ill bisexuals.
[+] Sad Gay Hours with Kermit and Mara.
Well no one's gonna fix it for us, no one can
You say that "No one's gonna listen, no one understands."
And so there's no open doors, there's no way to get through
There's no other witnesses, just us two
There's two people living in one small room
From your two half-families tearing at you
Two ways to tell the story, no one worries
Two silver rings on our fingers in a hurry
Two people talking inside your brain
Two people believing that I'm the one to blame
Two different voices coming out of your mouth
While I'm too cold to care and too sick to shout
[+] The mallgoth who died offscreen in Supers
In de col mein seivuan
Prisencolinensinainciusol ol rait
[+] Johnny R. Fightmaster
What road?
What road?
What road?
What road?
I'd been working on some open-ended shit
I was looking for an in and that was it
Back at the recital, signs remain vital
A statue is stone which rejects its own pulse
You heart's fair, your heart's square, your heart's not even there
Wasting shore leave on the girls from Point St. Claire
There is a light and it goes out, oh
A touch of classicism in the night
Your backlash was right where I wanted you
Yes, that's right, I wanted you, too
[+] Pow Pow
From this position
I will relax
From this position
I can see the whole site

From this position
Oh, oh just relax
From this position
I took the staff test
I now have a purple name

And chat goes @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
It goes @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff

From this position
I can see all the pings
From this position
I totally get how our decisions were reached

From this position
I can say "no pregame murders," or "Tracen Danya is canonically a catboy TikTokker," or "go bother Deamon instead,"
From this position, from this position
It's kind of like eating myself to death

With you on the outside
And me on the inside
There's advantages to both
(Advantages to both!)

And me being uptight
And you being all right
There's advantages to each
(Advantages! Advantages!)

From this perspective, from this position
I have a good grip on both of them
Because I have stayed home
And have learned a little more about my community
Which is important
You know, Main's got 1,269 characters to read

So chat goes @Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
So it's @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
It goes @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff

With you in a sidechat
And me in the staffchat
There's advantages to both
(Advantages to both)

And now you have gone terminally inactive
And then you didn't send an appeal
And so I will have to take away your beloved character and then I will have to kill them
(And i'll feel really bad about doing it even though it's my job ;~;)

Now I have been Danya
And you are not Danya
There's advantages to each
(Advantages to each)
And we're coming back, coming back, coming back
Until there's no U.S. state left untouched on the map
We probably should have expected that people would mishandle colonialism in the Hawaii version

I'm paralyzed
And looking through you
But if nothing's right
Please don't yell at meeee

As a terrified autistic person
I'm amazed at my decision to play

On this occasion, there are a couple of things that we know that we pulled from Fact Magazine
One, character morality discourse is annoying and I don't care about it
Two, your time will come, but this is gonna be our version
So you should give us all of your roll nulls
Three, I wrote a goth and you did not, so shut up, because you don't know shit about goths that you didn't get from me

So times have been tough
And times have been tough
We have been staffkilled, unrolled, and rolled out
But honestly
And let's be honest with ourselves
How much time did we waste?
How much time did we all blow every day?

And so it's @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
Oh, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff

So @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
@Staff, @Staff, @Staff, @Staff
(Please do not ping @Staff as a joke!)
(Staff will kill you in real life!)
(Yes I mean you!)

With you on the inside
And me on the outside
There's advantages to both
(Advantages to both!)

With my name in purple
And your name in blue
There's advantages to each
(Advantages! Advantages!)

From this position
I feel an affinity for the both of them, which is confusing
But honestly
I should be careful because otherwise, I'm being, I'm being, you know, what's it called?
Oh, fuck it
...
-Reclining, I'm getting used to it
Like writing a mentally ill bisexual
It's an entirely new
Discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery

And then a couple of versions on mini
And then a version on main
And then back over to mini and then to main, again
To use up my desire for
Discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery, discovery

For an instant
We could have been sold as a book
But the site's all been plagiarized
From Koushun Takami anyway
So what you want for now
Is for someone to read you
And to hear that the trends you like
Won't become overplayed

And I don't knoOOOOOOOw what I'm doing
I don't knooooowwww
I don't knooooowwww
I don't knooooowwww

(Staff will kill you in real life!)
I'm losing my edge.
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