Name / Nickname:** ~~David Murrow~~ &, Insanity
**Species: Human Cursed
**Alignment: Chaotic neutral
**Personality: When in his right mind Insanity is usually rather calm and reserved. Acting as any normal teen would. Despite his memory loss he likes to talk about his favorite foods a lot. When in one of mind breaks he becomes overly obsessed with his own body parts and wanting to destroy himself constantly.
**Appearance: A young thin man standing 5'5. David's eyes are usually surrounded by dark circles from lack of sleep due to being forced awake by his opposite side. Green eyes and dark curly hair some find him to be cute when he's not covered in blood.
After a trip to the doctors ends with a near death experience a demon takes interest in the young man's life. Sadly his kiss is a curse causing his split personality to gain control when ever it wishes. Now the voices can hurt him and not even death will save him now. Despite having to act on every thought that pops into his mind death is a reoccurring thing. Jumping in front of trains eating poisonous plants to choking on his own organs Any fun new way to send himself to hell and back has become his norm. Unable to fully remember any of the things that happen David is stuck in this loop of life and death till the curse is broken.
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What happens when the voices aren't powerless anymore. That moment when that voice you thought you could easily ignore suddenly gets in the drivers seat. All those random thoughts become so horrifically real. Any intrusive thought acted upon with nothing to stop it. When its no longer easily handled by deep breathing or medications. Not even death will set you free from its control driving what's left of your mind into insanity.
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"He-hey! Don't do that!" His eyes averted hastily from the display, face a bright shade of crimson as a blush lit up his skin. He could feel the onset of dizziness but he would not falter in the face of... a maybe-demon? This was complicated!
He managed to pull himself together. "Listen...! I'm an exorcist," he babbled, hoping to gain some ground here. "I'm just doing my job; you have an aura!"
The confusion that glimmered in icy blue gave way to a flush of pale crimson across his cheeks. The seal fell away and palms frantically waved in the general direction of the other, fumbling over words that came out more like incoherent sounds than anything else. His inexperience with conversation and people in general came to the forefront at full force. "WHA⸺" was the first coherent thing to fall from his lips, stepping back exactly two steps. "That's not⸺I'm not⸺"
His head swarmed and dizziness prickled at the base of his skull. He gritted his teeth, inhaling through them sharply: it did little to actually help. "I'm not some weirdo!"
"An evil spirit... and you haven't fled in my presence." His voice reflected the bewilderment that his expression displayed. One hand lifted, a finger tapped his chin while his free hand cupped his own hip, a stance that mimicked his emotions. "Odd..."
Not the point, he could almost hear the absent Xingqiu say.
"Ah!!" The hand at his chin shot out, a flutter of ice formed the spell slip. "I mean ⸺ submit for judgement!"