P-A - Caleb Wilheim - You Thought It Was a Joke

11/30/15 - Added/Edited some things here and there. Will eventually change the app art as well.

Name: Caleb Wilheim, "Cal" to those he's close enough to

Age: 23

Gender: Male

Species: Parasect

Birthday: 7/12

Job: Medic (Convicts)

Ranking: Patcher

Weapon: His Claws (He can't hold a weapon, really....)

Nature: Quirky

Summary Characteristic: Highly Curious

Ability: Effect Spore

Moveset:
- Cross Poison
- Giga Drain
- X-Scissor
- Energy Ball

History: *WARNING FOR SOME BAD WORDS AND SENSITIVE MATERIAL.*

I used to live in Azaela Town, in Johto. A far way from Kalos. I lived with my father and mother, who were a Drapion and Parasect. My mother was a stay-at-home kind of wife, who made sure she tended to me, my father, and the home. My father happened to be a doctor. He was always busy, always, ALWAYS busy.... Busy tending to the sick and diseased..... Barely spending any time with me and my mother... Coming home late at night.... Now, he was a respectable Doctor, yes. But at home, he was pretty much non-existent.... Not that it matters now, anyway....

Anywho, how about I tell you how I was~? Back when I was younger, I remember being quite the quiet and polite child. I never spoke out of turn, I was excellent in school, and I happened to be extremely bright when it came to subjects about health and the body. Hey, that's what having a Doctor as a father does I guess. I spent a lot of my free-time reading from his medical and medicine books. Save for the ones I wasn't allowed to touch back then... And I never did spend a lot of time with other children, actually... I just cooped myself inside the house really. Rather boring, right? Keheheheee.... However, I learned a lot from my father's books.... A LOOOOOOOOT. Keheheheheheh~ It was all very interesting stuff. From surgeries to transplants to lobotomies and amputations.... He had allllll the material.... Kehhehehehehehhhee~ It was mainly because I wanted to be a doctor, that I read. At that point of my life, I wanted to become a doctor like my father... What a mistake THAT was! KeeheheheheheehehehhAHAHAHAHA!!

Ahem... Then something happened one day when I was 16 years old. I came home from school to the sound of screaming and yelling. I was rather surprised by it. I heard it in the living room and rushed over to see what could be the problem. Lo and behold, I see my father struggling with my mother, trying to inject a needle in her. I barely remember what he was ranting and raving about though... Something about it being for her own good... To keep her from getting ill... And that he'd give it to me as well.

However, being the young one I was, I thought that my daddy was trying to harm my mother. It DID seem that way, what with all the kicking, biting, and screaming going on. So I came up and shouted at my father to leave my poor mother alone. When my father looked up at me, it was as if he were a crazed man. He saw me, got up off my mother, then lunged for me.

....I remember him jumping for me one moment then nothing else. The moment I realized what happened, my father was laying there on the carpet, staining it with his blood. I looked at my claws, which were also covered in the warm substance. It then clicked what I had done: I'd stabbed my father in the chest with my own claws.

It was quite a funny turn of events, really~ I guess my claws were pointed in a way where he ran right into the darned things. My claws are rather sharp and do tend to get in the way at times... KehehehHEHEHEH.

But for some reason, I wasn't afraid of what I'd done. No, I was glad. I was happy. I was.... ELATED. I'd finally gotten rid of the man who constantly left me alone, who never spent any time with me, who had barely noticed my existence all because of his DAMNED work. ....I must have been so giddy at finally killing that dreadful old man who never did ANYTHING for me, that I was grinning like a mad man. The reason I guessed that was so, was because of the look on my dear mother's face. That look of horrified anguish....

I laughed. Laughed at finally ridding myself of my father, laughed at my bore of a life, at my wasted childhood. I laughed at my existance! I laughed at EVERYTHING~!! It was all a great big joke to me! I LOVED EVERY, SINGLE MOMENT THAT I LAUGHED AT THE MURDER OF MY FATHER! I LOVED IT!

Alas, my mother didn't have the same humor I had. She called the authorities on me, and it didn't take long for them to find me and try to restrain me in order to cuff me up. The whole time I was laughing.... Laughing, and crying all at once. I begged through giggles and sobs for my mother to not let them take me away. I BEGGED her. But she merely turned away from me and ignored my pleas.

And with that being all said and done, I was put on trial for manslaughter and wound up being sentenced to prison for 10 years. At first they thought I should be put in a loony bin, but they decided I was much too disruptive in the ward. So, off to jail I went~ Sadly, the prisons were filled up where I was living, but for some reason they shipped me all the way to Anistar City Prison. Strange actually. They sent me over here all tied and tethered up, and under high surveillance to prevent me from running off and escaping. When I finally reached Anistar, I was sent into a solitary room with no windows and a locked door for 2 months before I was allowed to mingle with the other convicts. Those days... Were a living hell.... Locked in with that.... Damned She-beast..

But I managed to transition into my new home, quite well~ Barely any problems, save for a few scrapes between inmates here and there at the beginning. This went on for a long time. It felt like years and years...  Then eventually, those little beasties - that is, the zombies - started to appear and devour people left and right~ Turns out that cure was the reason for it all. I guess it was a good thing I didn't take that shot that my father was going to force upon me right? Keheheheheheh...!

Yes, I only stayed 2 to almost 3 years actually.... If I remember correctly. But, it's all fine and dandy, hmm~? At least now I can probably fulfill my past "dream" of wanting to become a doctor, technically! Yes, I think that patching all of you folks up, will be a great way to get into it. But don't worry...... I'll be sure to be extra careful with your bodies.... But if you do turn... That'll unfortunately have to change a bit... Kehehehehehehhhh......"

Personality:
Caleb is, well for lack of a better term, kind of creepy. He always has some sort of smile on his face, and laughs and giggles and chuckles to himself and at others a lot. He finds others rather interesting to study. In fact, everything to Caleb is deemed "interesting". Whether it's another person and something about them; a zombie, a weapon, an injury, or whatever it is, the Parasect just sees it as something to learn about. Which kind of goes back to his old days studying as a child. He's still pretty bright, depsite appearances.
As well as his studying habits still being a part of him even through childhood, one could say that some of his behavior his childish. He tends to think with a sort of child-like mindset about things, but in a way that can be seen as somewhat dark. So, say you had to decide on something that required a little strategy behind it, unless told otherwise, Caleb would rather go in headfirst to raise hell and be done with it rather then think things out. But he will comply with things at times, as long as he can still "have some fun" as he feels he should. 

Another thing about Caleb is that he greatly enjoys the presence of others. He was alone once, and would prefer not to go through it again. So, no matter who you are, he'll try to start a conversation with you whether you like it or not. He'll leave once he's lost interest though, or if he's pissed you off enough. He'd really like to make a lot of "friends" to be around, so he'll be friendly in his own way. Which is by grinning at you a lot, laughing, and asking you a million and one questions about yourself. One thing that Caleb doesn't fully understand at the moment though, is boundaries. That is, the physical ones. He likes to touch and feel things and people, and get really close into their personal space. There are no personal bubbles when you are around him. None whatsoever.
Plus the fact that he's a bit of a pervert doesn't help all that much. Being in prison exposed him to some... interesting things. He'd even peek on people in the showers at times and simply stare at peoples bodies, clothed or unclothed without even flinching. And if you ask Caleb what he's looking at or try to confront him about his staring, he'll merely respond, "I just like staring at people and their bodies." He'd then laugh and proceed to give you a "compliment" which consists of telling you you have a nice rack/ass/body/etc. _{TRUST ME, he'll find something to comment on....}

Despite some of these bad sides to Caleb, he can be a rather loyal and affectionate person. If you've gained his trust, you can definitely expect him to be around you more often, as well as be and be excited and happy to see you. He'll even give you hugs! .....But maybe one wouldn't be too keen on that. Aw, Caleb doesn't care! Bring it here!

Hobbies: "Studying" people - more or less just creeping on them and watching their behaviors, mannerisms, and quirks; Reading books (doesn't matter what it is, if he can find it, he'll try to read it), patching people up in the infirmary (he surprisingly doesn't mind doing this),

Likes and dislikes:

Extra:
- The shroom on his head is rather sensitive. Just a precaution to those that decide to touch it at any point of time, it's sort of an erogenous spot for him. Of course, his reaction to be touched in said spot depends on the person touching it.

- Caleb wears glasses. That's right, those things you see there aren't his eyes. Not many have seen his eyes either....

- He's kind of short. He's only 5' 5". _{*COUGH COUGH MIDGET COUGH*}

- Caleb wears his prison number, 0047, on his right shoulder. It's also been printed on the lab coat he managed to get his grubby claws on.
    - The other "0" on his prison outfit is faded, so it just looks like it says, "047", instead of "0047".
        - If you can guess what his number means, you get a cookie. :3

- Doesn't mind people touching/hugging him back, but would prefer it if you were careful, given his ability.

- Still remembers a lot of old medicinal remedies and antidotes. But if he doesn't know one, he'd always enjoy getting to know more about it~

- Isn't exactly mentally stable yet... Has moments were he wants nothing more than to see blood or when he starts to lose control of his body and actions. He's slowly been working on recovery though, as time as slightly helped him.
          
- Has two different kinds of laughter: When he normally laughs at something he finds funny, he goes: "Kehehehehehehhhh...." Or something like that. And that laugh can grow to an even louder one that happens whenever he starts to lose it a bit, or finds something extremely hilarious and/or fun: "Keheheheheh-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHAHAHHH!"

- Is a bit of a masochist more than a sadist, but has sadistic tendencies on occassion...

- Has some form of British Accent _{(I was thinking maybe Grell's voice from Black Butler?)}

- Has shown signs of being somewhat relatively calm (No blood-lust, no unusual, creepy behavior). When he feels calmed enough, he tends to show a more affectionate, kind, patient side of himself. He also seems to care about others and their well being a little more. Which honestly could be a part of himself deep down inside, locked away due to his past and the Parasite that controls him. Perhaps this more tame side of the Parasect is how he would be if he wasn't so crazed?

- When he takes off his glasses, his eyes are a pitch, soulless black with no irises and it seems like he has a black sclera that cover his entire eyeball. This gives him a little more of an insect like appearance, and there's a little shine to them to help convey his emotions even better. Really, his eyes are a dead giveaway to how he feels, hence why he hides them behind those glasses. Which is one of the reasons why he wears them in the first place.

- Caleb has a tendency to have trouble sleeping at times, as he has nightmares occasionally. They're quite vivid, so when he has one, he tends to try not to sleep for a while to prevent himself from going right back to sleep and having another one potentially... Due to this, he has some bags under his eyes from time to time.

- HATES being alone. Reminds him of the dark days of being locked up on his own in a padded cell.

- Caleb has freckles. Yes, he does. All over his cheeks and where his nose is (or is supposed to be technically) as well as around his shoulders. He'd been covering them up for the most part, but couldn't seem to keep making the concoction to keep them hidden any more. He HATES his freckles, and views them as an ugly feature of his. So whenever someone comments on them, he seems to pout and frown and grimace in response. Little does he know, some people might find it kind of cute...

- The Parasite that controls Caleb identifies as female. Or at least, Caleb refers to the Parasite as a 'she' or 'her'. It is unknown if the Parasite has a name, although Caleb has come to call it, "That Damned She-beast" or simply, "That Hellish Parasite". He says that the Parasite attempts to-
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_{.........help...........}
- Wants to try and find a cure for the zombies somehow, or try to prevent more people from turning into them; Caleb wishes to fix what his father ruined. But chances are given the fact that he's a Convict with limited support or supplies... That will be a hard feat to accomplish.


Friends:
These are the people Caleb has made friends with, or so he likes to think he's made friends with them. He could care less if they don't particularly enjoy his company, he'll just say that you're "friends" regardless. If you DO happen to like him... Well then good for you, you've got a rather loyal friend (surprisingly).

- Devil came through HERE (Reiko Ellen Blackthorn) From Toxic Fist 
"Hmm, Rei, huh? She's rather mysterious~ I don't know much about her, but perhaps, some day I might learn more about the Mismagius...."
- Noelia app .:A::. (Noelia Brooks) From Toxic Fist
"Ahhh, Noelia~ One of my favorite people... To pick on. Me and her certainly have an interesting relationship. It's like a friendship... But not? I've messed with her time and time again, but she doesn't seem to get mad anymore as much. She tolerates it I suppose... Somewhat boring, huh~? But I will admit... I have been entranced by her body before~ She is rather pretty after all... Keheheheheh~ Don't tell my love though... He might be mad. And getting him jealous is the last thing I want to do..."
- P-A App: Care for a race? (Skylar Barnes) Fellow Convict
"Ahhhh~ My love bug~ How you make my heart race~ And.... how you make my loins ache~ Keheheheh~ As you can probably guess, me and my precious Skylar are currently together~ We love each other very much and care for one another quite a bit. He'd never let harm come to me and vice versa. At this point, I'm rather smitten with him, so I'd like all you other people who may have an interest in my lover to please BACK OFF. Or else... There's no telling what I'll dooo~"

I'm open for more friends, if you're interested, lovelies~!

Theme song: They're Coming to Take Me Away, Ha-Haaa! by Napoleon XIV and Gasoline by Halsey