Dalton Langley@

[Solitair*]

Name: Dalton Langley
Gender: Male (but see below)
Age: 15
Grade: 10th
School: Hobbsborough
Extra Curricular Activities: Drama Club
Description:
Dalton looks a few years younger than he actually is. He has a slight build, closely cut blonde hair, and a smooth, round face free of any facial hair. His eyes are a vivid green in color. Dalton will usually wear expensive clothes to school.

He tends to act confident, although sometimes his mood shifts. Normally he'll try to talk to people,

Dalton was born to a chemical tycoon and his wife who, from the moment Dalton was born, spoiled him and passed the responsibility of taking care of him. As a result, Dalton got the material possessions he wanted, but never got to know his parents. He aspired to become an actor, studying up on performances and trying out for all of the good plays. At school, he was a royal pain, lording his wealth and achievements over all of his classmates.

When he was twelve, he was kidnapped and held for ransom. Dalton was kept in a dingy apartment and beaten whenever he asked for anything. It was the scariest week of his life, and when his parents lost contact with the kidnapper, he grew impatient and began cutting Dalton. No amount of begging would get him to stop.

Dalton began to lose his grip with reality. He saw several people during his stay with the kidnapper, but none of them lifted a finger to help him. Some of them even watched him being tortured. He couldn't understand why this was happening, and why his parents weren't saving him. But mostly he felt a great loathing for the man who was torturing him.

The situation came to a head after the second week, when the man approached Dalton with a butcher's knife...

When the police arrived an hour later, they found the kidnapper dead from multiple stab wounds to the throat and neck, and Dalton huddled up in the corner. His crotch was padded with a towel, and when the authorities removed it, they were shocked to discover that his penis and testicles had been completely severed. The wound was sterilized and closed, but by that time it was impossible to give him his genitals back. He left the hospital with a rubber tube with a valve, so he could pee, but he left behind his optimism and trust in humanity. And of course, his parents couldn't care less.

Why weren't his parents scolded for their negligence? How could he have gotten away with murder? And why don't people give a shit about him, a member of the sacred upper class?

From now on, Dalton would view the world through a black glass, and feel a persistent hatred for the people he met. His stunted puberty would prevent him from getting many roles, but he was still determined to get a job in Hollywood, so he repressed his rage and forced himself through high school as a somewhat normal teenager.

Clique: None

Relationships:
Dalton despises all of his fellow students, and indeed everyone he meets. But in order to keep up appearances and have a shot at a career, he nevertheless fakes having some other sort of relationship with his peers.

Other:
Dalton keeps a red binder full of paper around his home. He typically spends his free time drawing the people he knows being murdered and killed in horrific ways. He's been at it for a few years, and the loving detail he gives entrails and blood spurts would be enough to give most people chills, but so far, no one else has ever seen the binder's contents.