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Old March 1st, 2013 (11:55 AM). Edited March 4th, 2013 by Fuyu.
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I'm still a tamer. I have my pride!
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    Name: Josiah Lior Spanner
    Nickname: Joey, Olivia
    Sex: Male
    Age: 15

    Occupation: He works part-time at a Starbucks.
    Hobbies: Art, looking at girl’s clothing, playing with neighbor animals, reading
    Disorders: He has a mild case of asthma. Also, he is severely hearing-impaired, requiring the use of hearing-aids. Joey is allergic to coconut.
    Quirks: He crossdresses, also he has a habit of daydreaming.
    Likes: Animals, paint and sketchbooks, reading, being around people, vegetables, swimming, his family, Bella, girl’s clothes, peaches, sleep, doodling, his music player, getting lost
    Dislikes: His inhaler, most sports, having no friends, his voice (sounds airy and childlike), wearing the school uniform, selfish and lazy people, red meat, charcoal (gets his hands too messy to draw), body and facial hair, a blank canvas,
    Dreams: To someday make a comic book series, to have a pet mouse, meet someone nice
    Fears: Large knives, burly people, tigers, bleeding to death, being trampled, cockroaches, being caught in an alley, someone recognizing him as Olivia, meeting his biological parents


    Well, aren't you a cutie?

    If Joey has to hear that one more time, he'll cry. He really will. He's been called a girl more than most rockstars and he is not even a punk. That just isn't nice you know, no matter how accustomed he’s become to it. Anyway...

    Joey is the unfortunate soul whose lack of puberty has led him to looking significantly less male than he ought to look. Lots of people are embarrassed by this, even though over the years he has minded less and less. It is not simply his lack of height that gives this illusion, though he's pretty sure it isn't hindering it either. It's the fact that he's... curvy. Most males don't have curves, particularly ones that make your form look according to specialists, petite. It's rather humiliating, especially when you take into consideration his other issues. He tends to have to look up at people a lot, nine times out of ten at people in his own age group. His skin is rather tan actually, he does spend time in the sun. Plus one of his parents was supposedly of foreign descent (Not that he's sure) which accentuates his skin color to a light golden-brown. His father jokes that it matches the rest of him.

    He's a little blond boy, angelic in the face and naturally fulfilling every stereotype despite the color being the color of wheat and his face sporting a couple of early pimples. His smiles hold a dimple and accentuate his multicolored eyes, one of which is hazel and the other forest green. Both have a slight tinge of grey, which in his opinion is just plain odd. His hair is a wild mass of fluffed up everywhere, so it sticks up all over the place. In his ears are a pair of small blue hearing aids and a red bandanna sometimes rests on his head to keep his unkempt hair out of his eyes. He shaves periodically due to a severe hatred of the feel of body hair.

    Joey wears old, baggy clothes. Part of this is to hide how girly he looks, while another part is simply because he doesn't want to get paint on nice things. Everything he owns basically dangles off his limbs like noodles. Underneath a black smock is a white shirt, buttoned formally so it doesn't slip off. Blue jeans are held up by a belt and torn at the cuffs, leaving his mostly bare feet to barely be covered by plain sneakers. Around his neck is a cross, one that he doesn't know if it means any value to him or not. Also, Joey carries a "man-purse" because he gets rather paranoid about his art supplies and such, as well as his homework. There's no makeup or girly things in there... except a teddy bear. His school uniform is a dark blue dress shirt and black dress pants, held up by a belt. Rarely does he have to include the black jacket, but snow does occasionally hit Seattle after all.

    Olivia is much more tidy and organized. Her blond hair is long and wavy, what would happen if Joey bothered to style his hair or brush it more than sparingly. Her eyes are both dark green via contacts and she carries herself with a much more deliberate air than Joey does. Her walk is straight and posture smooth. Unlike Joey, Olivia wears only slightly loose clothes, clothes that hug a relatively slender body. Her typical outfit is a cream-colored long-sleeved shirt, even in the hotter months. She is usually in a beige pleated skirt with black knee-high socks. The dress shoes are brown and with only a small heel. Her outfits can vary but this pattern is her typical formula.


    Joey is that kid at the side of the room who knows the answer the question but doesn't have enough guts to actually poke it out of his mouth. That would require speaking and he has about as much confidence in that in a group setting as a sea anemone. It's not that he's scared of people actually. He grew up with about five brothers, three sisters, and his adoptive parents for god's sake. He got over his fear of people years ago. He just has this horrible case of permanent stage fright. It makes him stutter, jump, slur a couple words, and be a general nuisance to the population. Joey can talk to people. In fact, small groups without any particular big and scary authority are perfectly fine for him. Just no class, no classroom with high expectations. EVER.

    Even when he talks to people, Joey has a quiet voice, almost rather shy. However, it's also somewhat peppy. He has the natural ability to get people interested in what he's saying. He also speaks to the point. While he's very happy listening to people ramble about kittens, he knows people really don't want to listen to him do it. He doesn't look or sound much like a boy so he figures it's just because his sheer oddity is disconcerting. He can be found mumbling to himself, mostly because he's very forgetful and recording it with a pen he carries in his pocket.

    Joey is a well-known cloud-cuckoolander. He's a brilliant boy mind you, but he's also rather dreamy, spacing out and accidentally doodling on his homework. He'll also lose his train of thought rather easily and drift off mid-sentence. Then he'll jump back with something about pumpkins or another equally as random topic. He happens to know a lot about everything but his inability to use this information is rather disheartening... along with the fact that he blurts some of it randomly. This dreamy sort of thought process sometimes causes him to confuse people but he has faith he will get the right thing eventually. He's rather willing to wait.

    He really likes animals and art, especially sheep he's accidentally dumped paint on. He's been around animals since he was very young and misses his miniature horse Bella, who was such a sweet darling to him. He gets rather... focused when working on his works. It's just a shame his handwriting is god awful. Joey is a bit of a nature freak. If there was a topic he could remember, it's that one.

    Josiah dislikes showoffs and super talented people. Ironically, he has the potential to be one of those people. He just... doesn't. He's really jealous of them because they don't bother to deal with everyone else and plow on ahead with what they want. He's of course also angry but he mostly wishes he could overcome his own issues. He's really jealous of people who can play sports, since he's well... got a few issues with that. He's doing his best though. He's getting slowly better at running. Joey works hard to overcome things... even though he usually falls flat on his face. Everything is so great in concept right?

    Olivia is more of your lady. She takes great care with every word she speaks and action she takes. She enjoys hobbies that Joey does, except she cannot paint. She is easily a bigger klutz than him, possibly tripping over the air. Unlike him, it is easier for her to speak in crowds than it is in small groups. She's afraid she will slip and her name and self will slip out into one embarrassing mess. Olivia also turns red practically with a snap of the fingers. More innocent than Joey, she is rather naive about many situations and often gets in over her own head. It's almost like Joey isn't actually there when he's Olivia, which could be the case in the opinions of the Spanner tribe.

    She takes her studies with a lot more focus, even though she still ends up doodling on homework. Getting things done early lets her go out and play more right? It's also Joey's opportunity to learn more household tasks while looking a little less unusual. He's going to be on his own someday right?

    History: Josiah was probably born in Hawaii. Or Toronto. Or somewhere over there. He doesn't know but officially his birth certificate says Hawaii. What he does know is that he was adopted from a Wales orphanage after being very abruptly dropped onto the manager's lap as a toddler by a couple of people who he has no memory of. His biological father Michael was born in Hawaii and raised there, but reportedly moved to Washington to go to college. His mother, Luna, was a native of Wales who met his father on a school trip. This whole thing was an accident, really, as much as those are accidents in reality. They tried to raise him, but with student loans to pay, it soon became a financial impossibility. So they gave him to an orphanage at the age of two.

    He wasn't very well liked at this place, but he wasn't hated either. He was the weird little kid who could barely hear and run around, but read books rather well. People didn’t play favorites there, not that they could really afford to. A couple Patricia and Benjamin Spanner, having an oddly large family that enjoyed mixing themselves with the other children, pulled him along for the ride at the age of six. Poor Josiah ended up that day with four siblings (at the time) and a whole lot of animals on the closest thing to a city farm that exists.

    He was dragged all around a house by kids he didn't even know and proceeded to scream and run outside, hiding in the sand dune for about six hours. They did thankfully find him. He unfortunately didn't have a particularly good time for a good few months, even years due to the family having this bad habit of magically multiplying. They also frequently dressed him in female clothing, a habit which to this day he has yet to outgrow. In fact, he grew up enjoying it and the freedom it gave him around the town. However, he did grow used to it and the whole being homeschooled thing.Also, they gave him hearing aids, which he's very happy about. He didn't mind learning at home, his siblings certainly didn't. After all, this was faster, had use of the internet, and tended not to make him wake up early.

    However, others, namely neighbors, did have a problem with this idea of education.

    His brothers had this little habit of... screaming while they were outside. People didn't like that at eleven in the morning, particularly since all of their children were in little rooms doing work. Gosh darn it all so would the crazy Spanner clan. However, whenever they came to complain, all they saw was Josiah, studiously working away under the tutelage of his adoptive mother, as well as a few of the quieter children. Well, them and the occasional farm animal laying nearby. No one was quite sure what to say to this.

    However, when Joey was thirteen, his eldest brother, Kyle, had an educational opportunity in Seattle, Washington. Without hesitation, his parents sent him there, this time with Joey. They felt Joey could use a new environment, one without the pressure of all of his siblings. Though it was rather costly for a clan living on the salary of a History teacher and an accountant, they managed to do so with many tears and a whole lot of confusion. Joey hadn’t exactly wanted to go, but they gave him a kitten named Bella to take care of (not to mention his sisters snuck skirts in his suitcase).

    After his testing, which determined Joey to be roughly at an eighth grade education, he was sent to a public middle school. It was at first very lively, what with the wonderful transfer student business that occurs. Joey managed to perk himself up a bit in that regard. Many, many moons with dealing with his adoptive family did save him a lot... until of course, someone commented about him looking girly. It had been about half a year since his move... and he hadn’t expected the topic to come up.

    If it had been anyone but his friend Jenny, Joey would have just stared at them with that pout and puppy eyes combo he perfected at the age of eleven. Unfortunately, because he believed Jenny didn’t have a mean bone in her body, he started thinking about it, and thinking about it... until he decided to try it. It was one thing to do so in private, and a whole other can of peas to go out in a public city in a skirt. Yet... he was pretty much blended into the crowd. No one took any notice, no one let out any shouts or riots or any other rude thing that people in the papers accused Americans of. It was peaceful. The more Joey went out, the more he began to enjoy himself. It soon became a habit, practically an addiction. Olivia was him, but with no ties to anyone or to anything. She had no expectations, not even to get a good job or live a life approved by family. She had acquaintances but little more.

    And until now, Joey has been content to leave it that way. Even at high school, where he is currently a junior, his friends don’t know about it. Kyle does, having supported him through it all. The two brothers have an arguably more peaceful relationship than you would expect from being stuck in a close-quarters apartment.

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    "Perhaps I misjudged you after all."