RAMESHWAR, Leocadio David

[LEO RAMESHWAR]

(LEOCADIO RAMESHWAR)

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Hello! It is a pleasure meeting you,Nash. Well, your file claims you are twenty one years old and that you are a male. That's very interesting! It also says you own no one yet which is fascinating as well. In case we need to reach you, which would be the best way to contact you? pm? We will get back to you shortly once we are finished reviewing your application! Thank you and have a ncie day!

FULL NAME;; Leocadio David Rameshwar
NICKNAMES;; Leo
BIRTHDATE/AGE;; 5/28 ; 16 [almost 17]
SEXUALITY;; bisexual
PLAYBY;; Adam Lazzara

GENDER;; male
HAIR;; chocolate brown
EYES;; dark brown [close to black]
HEIGHT;; 5'11"
WEIGHT;; 160
STYLE;; More often than not, he can be spotted in jeans and a t-shirt. Of course, those jeans might be ripped (whether he bought them that way or accidentally destroyed them is always a toss up) if the weather is reasonable. Occasionally he'll spice up his look with a button down shirt or blazer, but it isn't an everyday event. And, of course, most of his long sleeve shirts have holes for his middle finger to slip through.

LIKES;;
[!] Music
[!] Art
[!] Parks
[!] Walks
[!] Headphones
[!] Writing/Reading
[!] Dancing [when he's angry]
[!] Chess
[!] Showering
[!] The color orange
[!] Rivers
[!] Museums
DISLIKES;;
[#] Work
[#] Meeting new people
[#] Alcoholics
[#] Loud public places
[#] Reality Television
[#] Game shows
[#] Romance movies
[#] Racism
[#] Video games
[#] Indian food
[#] Sand
[#] Fish ... eating them
GOALS;;
[^] Open up enough to talk to someone about his life
[^] Make at least one good friend
[^] Stay away from abusive relationships... any kind of abuse (mental, physical, emotional).
FEARS;;
[(] Breaking down
[(] Physical fighting
[(] Paintballs
[(] Becoming an alcoholic
[(] His parents coming to get him
SECRETS;;
[&] His family life
[&] Stays quiet because he fears breaking down
[&] Has stopped sleeping at night. Instead he just lays still in his bed.
OVERALL PERSONALITY;;
Being a natural introvert has it's perks. Although he may not function well in large groups, mostly because it makes him anxious, Leo is fond of spending time with one person at a time. He is able to devote his time to one person instead of fretting over who he should or shouldn't be talking or, and how long he can spend with each individual. He likes to keep people happy, but he doesn't like sacrificing his comfort level to do so. He is naturally easier to talk to if you get him alone; if attempting to socialize him in a group, the results aren't likely to be positive.

Despite being a quiet and reserved individual, he really does crave people. He doesn't want to be alone for the rest of his life, or left to dwindle away as a fading memory in everyone's mind. That doesn't necessarily mean he wants to be a hero. He just wants his spot. His safe zone. Of course, with insecurity wrapped around his throat, he continues to wander around as the soft-spoken man that keeps to himself rather than explores new friendships and experiences.

Small talk is a savior for Leo. He is capable of carrying on any conversation that doesn't involve him indulging his emotions or dealing out his opinion on a topic of importance. One would think that would solve the socializing problem, but think about it on a deeper level. What sort of friendship could possibly evolve out of a person not willing to express themselves? Does that make the attempt a futile lie? The question circles his mind from time to time, and it only leaves him back at square one. It could essentially boil down to the fact he thinks too much and acts too little.

Security is very important to Leo. The thought of letting down his family and friends is completely devastating. What if the people he cares for most give up on him? It's all a matter of question, really. Insecurity in general is just a nuisance in his life. One of his greatest fears is not being able to just open up a little to people. It seems like everyone else can; why hasn't he?

Friendship is very important to him. Leo can be one of the most loyal and dedicated friends a person can ever have. He isn't the type to run around and expose secrets; in fact, being the quiet person he is, he is very good at keeping secrets. Honesty is usually the best policy, so if he makes a promise to keep something under-wraps he'll do just that. He isn't going to rat out his friends and he'll carry their secrets to the grave if that's what they want. His dedication as a friend is definitely one of his strengths.

MOTHER;;
Heidi Melinda Nichol Rameshwar, 56, Author
FATHER;;
James Stanley Rameshwar, 57, Drug Pusher
SIBLINGS;; none
PETS;;
Rhett... however, she was left at "home".
HOMETOWN;; born in Detroit, Michigan. Raised in Kalamazoo, Michigan.
OVERALL HISTORY;;
It was a stormy spring night outside the Detroit, Michigan hospital. May 28, to be exact. A young woman who couldn't have been more than 23 stumbled into the emergency room at the hospital. Her tear stricken face showed nothing but terror as she simply cried and gasped the words, "Pregnant... water... broken... baby." As the woman's eyes rolled into her head and she fell to the floor, the nurses reacted by screaming for a doctor. She was immediately lifted onto a stretcher and taken to the maternity ward where the doctors helped her return to consciousness. The woman was referred to as Jane Doe. She was very vague on any details they asked of her. "No, I don't know who the father is. My name? No. I don't work." Of course there were other answers to the last two. Her name was Alexandra Georgia DeMeno, although more would recognize her by the name of Kitty. She was, in fact, a local prostitute. That was the exact reason she kept her information minimal at the hospital. She already had plans for her baby boy.

After a few painful and laborious hours, Alexandra held a baby boy. A beautifully healthy baby boy. She whispered, hoping someone would hear, "Leocadio David. No last name yet." She smiled at the tiny boy as she held him in her arms. It pained her to do what came next, but she knew it was necessary. For Leocadio's sake at least. Once the baby was taken away, Alexandra closed her eyes and waited until she was alone. It didn't take long for everyone to clear out of the woman's room to let her get some much needed sleep. With a skill and ease which should have surpassed Alexandra, she slipped out of the maternity ward, then out of the hospital altogether. Outside, she turned around and whispered one last goodbye to her son before leaving him forever. She just hoped he'd never find her and move on to a better life. If only she knew what would happen to her precious baby boy she might have never left him.

Once the doctors learned of Jane Doe's disappearance, they immediately registered Leocadio for foster care. Half way through the paperwork, the two doctors were interrupted by a howl of pain from down the hall. They rushed out to see a woman crying against the glass between her and the newborns. After taking a good twenty minutes to calm her down they learned her name, Heidi Rameshwar, and why she was so torn up over the small children, she'd just given birth to a stillborn. A few quick glances from each other, and all the doctors were on the same page. They mentioned that there was a baby boy named Leocadio David and he was abandoned. The doctors were willing to overlook a few of the hospitals, and moral, rules to help this woman and the baby find each other. Pointing him out to the woman she simply said, "he's beautiful." That was enough for the doctors. Leo was signed over to Mrs. Heidi Rameshwar and her husband, James Rameshwar. With a smile on her face, Heidi left the hospital with a baby boy... four years after she'd given birth to a still born.

Leo's first five years were uneventful enough. The family relocated to Kalamazoo, Michigan and acted like a real family. Leo kept his first and middle name, but was given his new parents last name. Heidi and James never told him that his real mother abandoning him and simply treated him as their own. Of course, this uneventfulness was before his father made the ultimate change. One day shortly after Leo's fourth birthday, there was an argument between Heidi and James. That was the start of the anger. It was one of those things you could feel the moment you stepped into the house. The two reacted in very very different ways, however. Leo wasn't sure who he should trust and who he should be afraid of. Neither parent really seemed to play the "parental role" anymore.

The first obviously bad influence came from Leo's father. By Leo's fifth birthday his father had quit his real job and was a rather well known drug supplier. Dealers knew to go to James Rameshwar when their supply was low. Due to his new well paying "occupation," James didn't need to go to work. He quit his job and stayed at home. This, coupled with his obvious alcoholism, just hindered any paternal role that James could have had. The growing alcoholism stemmed into something more. James did not react normally to alcohol ingestion. He would become enraged and take out said rage on young Leo. This, sadly, continued the entire time Leo lived in the Rameshwar house.

The other bad influence happened to be his mother, Heidi. She was well aware of the abuse her baby boy was receiving. Instead of protecting him, however, she just locked herself in the study where she could write on her own time, though she seemed to be doing less and less writing. Heidi had been diagnosed as a manic depressive, so most of her time locked in the study was spent popping pills and being too out of it to write a coherent sentence, let alone save her son from his abusive father. The few times she did actually try to stick up for six year old Leo, James simply gave her a stern look and said, "Heidi, this doesn't concern you. Walk away before something happens to you." Being a vain woman, Heidi did just that. She walked away. This is something she never would quite forgive herself for, but that's a story for much later on in the history.

This was the norm for poor Leo for about 10 years of his life. He'd wake up in the morning and get himself ready for school. Most of the time, while eating his breakfast, he could see his father passed out on the couch with some sort of empty bottle nearby. He knew to be quiet, because the wrath of his father was never something he would willingly provoke. After getting himself out the door and off to school, Leo felt safe for the eight hours he was out of the house. After all, playground bullies had nothing on what waited for him every night. Everyday Leo was forced to put on a strong face as he sat uncomfortably in class. Usually his latest set of bruises still ached from the night before, but he couldn't let anyone know that. What would happen if he did? He'd be taken away from his parents and that would be the end of it. Sure, Leo wanted the abuse to end, but Heidi and James were his parents. He couldn't leave them.

And so things continued. Wake up, feed self, go to school, come home, do homework, feed self again, get beat, cry self to sleep. And repeat... 364 more times a year until Leo was 14. It was tragic, but what could he do? If he told someone his father would drink more and that would be the end of Leo's life, quite literally. Instead the boy kept to himself, forcing himself into a life of introversion and silence. He had a few friends, but he didn't hang out with a single one after school. No. That was impossible. For you see, everything Leo did became a routine. His parents quite liked that. If he so much as changed one detail, well, you can imagine the consequences of that. That would be like if a normal child did something highly illegal. Like murder. No. Leo couldn't have done anything to ruin his parents routines.

There was one time while Leo was in seventh grade when things got slightly out of hand. One night when Leo did get caught up on his way home from school. It was a group project that counted for one third of his final grade. Naturally, he came home late for the first time since entering the public education system. To say his parents were upset was putting it lightly. James was waiting at the front door when Leo came home. The typical half empty bottle of whiskey clutched in his right hand. It was only 8, but Leo knew the night was young. He braced himself for what was to come next. The beating started as soon as the door was shut behind him. After a solid hour, Leo was locked in his room and told not to come out. He spent the next hour on his bed staring at the ceiling letting his tears fall silently from his eyes.

He'd finally had enough. Leo needed out of the house. He threw some clothes in a bag and snuck out the window. His grandmother's house was two miles away. He made it rather quickly and easily. Once he told his grandmother that he was there for the night, with his parents consent of course, she settled him into her spare room and wandered off to her own bed. When he was alone, Leo lifted his shirt and inspected his latest bruises. Some were more drastic than he was used to, but they'd heal to be a nice purpleish hue eventually. For tonight, he was safe. Curling up into a ball, Leo closed his eyes and forced himself to sleep. Of course, dreams only last for a night, and his night was cut short.

In the morning, Leo's eyes flickered open to see his grandmother and father standing over him. He tried to shake the awful nightmare, but it was worse when he was sleeping. He had a slight feeling, however, that his father would behave in front of the woman he still called "mom." Needless to say that his father took him home forcefully after apologizing to his mother. Maybe that was when Grandma Rameshwar started to notice something was going on with her son and grandson. After all, she would become the main object in getting him out of the house he was in. Yes. 14 year old Leo had a graduation coming up, and Grandma Rameshwar was determined to get him away from home for high school.

Having hit an all time low, his grandmother knew exactly where to send Leo. St. Johns in Illinois. It was far enough away from his house to keep his parents at bay and held in high enough esteem that she trusted them with her angel. The fact that Leo hadn't actually spoken to anyone in two years never crossed her mind. Even now, as he is enrolled at St. John's, he rarely speaks more than he has to. Leo is much more content to sit quietly and observe rather than be the center of attention. Talking is one of the many things they're trying to work him through. It's not as easy as one may think.

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