Nothing under the cut is concrete. Any conflicting or unintelligible information should be addressed with hard-core criticism. Please feel free to pick it apart.  ( Character Counts )Alternative Forms: A dark gray anthropomorphic rooster.
Physical Characteristics
Height: 5'4" (not including his hair, which adds a good 6-8" to his height).
Weight: 110 Ibs
Race: Caucasian
Eye Color: Green
Hair: Currently dyed a bright red. Natural hair color is a light brown. Hair style is a fan mohawk.
Skin Color: Pale white
Shape of Face: Very angular. Pointed nose resembles his namesake animal.
Body Build: Long-legged with your basic slim body build.
Distinguishing Features: Body covered in scars with pronounced circular scar around both wrists. The former are from a rooster that he was housed with as a child, while the latter are the result of automutilation. Tattoo of a stylized chicken head on his right shoulder. Dark bags under his eyes that almost resemble eye make-up.Clothing: Obviously punk-inspired. Wears a black feathered vest and tight, form fitting yellow-and-black checkered pants. The short-sleeved t-shits that he chooses to wear underneath his vest are usually red in color and feature either images of chickens, his favorite bands, or bad puns (i.e. dead chicks never say no, I am not a nugget, etc etc). Wears black Doc Martins adorn with spurs like those on found on cowboy boots, but instead of the classical spurs, they are cock-fighting knives. As far as under-garments go, he wears red tighty whites (lol). His socks are white (nothing special here) and he also wears a very long and thick wallet chain (despite the fact that he keeps nothing in his wallet...Except maybe corn kernels or something equally stupid). His pants are held up by a black leather studded belt with a belt buckle that states 'BAWK'. Jewelry: Remnants of a red bandanna wrapped around his left upper arm. Wears black leather cuffs with silver loop & dees held down by red leather in the center of each cuff. Sometimes wears a leather collar in the same style as the cuffs. Both ears are gauged with red plugs.
Make-Up: Bright red eye shadow.
Other Characteristics
Personality: Restless, hyperactive, impulsive, easily distracted (thoughts are constantly racing), socially awkward (with anything that's not a chicken, anyways).
Mannerisms: Rarely talks, but when he does his speech is rapid and rushed and he speaks in simple terms; It is very hard to understand him. He clucks silently to himself when thinking something over. Squawks when startled and generally makes chicken sounds. Strides as opposed to walks and bobs head slightly with each step. Cannot sit still for long periods of time and still manages to be constantly in motion when he does.
Spiritual Beliefs: None. Is unconcerned with religion.
Goals: All goals are short-term and revolve around the here-and-now rather then dwelling on the past or planning for the future.
Mental/Physical Illnesses: Mania with psychotic features (not to be confused with a psychopath as he is not lacking in empathy), partialism/fetishism (hands). Psychosocial dwarfism.
Likes: Chickens, hands, music (especially of the punk genre), straw (makes for a good nest).
Dislikes: Very large noisy crowds, anyone that happens to jump out at him, cows, being screamed at.
Fears/Phobias: Is afraid of canines and felines to a small extent. Major phobias include merinthophobia, or the fear of being bound/tied up, and haphephobia, the fear of being touched (more specifically, he reacts violently to being touched in a sexually provocative manner). Maybe agyrophobia, or fear of crossing the street (lol chicken jokes).
Favorite Music: Listens mostly to punk. Enjoys Lower Class Brats, Millions of Dead Cops, and others. Also listens to CoqRoq. His favorite song is 'Chicken Squawk' by Millions of Dead Cops.
Favorite Movie/Show: Doesn't have a TV, but would probably enjoy short animations that are nonsensical in nature and fairly short...I'm thinking along the lines of Aqua Teen Hunger Force. Weapon(s) of Choice: Meat cleaver (used only for chopping off the hands of those he fancies and almost never as a defensive weapon), his wallet chain, boots spurs, and a smiley he keeps in his back pocket (a smiley is a cheap-and-easy homemade weapon. It consists of a bandanna---his is red---wrapped around a padlock that is forcefully swung at enemies).
Background/Additional Info
After the death of his mother, Kasey was confined in a chicken coop by his father from the age of 8 or 9 until the age of 16 (I chose 8 or 9 rather than a younger age so that Kasey would have at the very least a very minimal amount of language acquisition. Since he knew how to speak a little before being kept exclusively with chickens, he retained some language, hence the simplicity of his speech). He picked up various chicken attributes. Living arrangements in the coop consisted of a dozen or so chickens, himself, and a large rooster.Kasey was at the bottom of the pecking order and subject to various forms of aggressions from his flock, especially from the rooster who continually attacked him (hence the scars. They're from the rooster's spurs). His diet consisted of whatever was fed to the flock which was not very substantial (psychosocial dwarfism was the result of this. Kasey's body basically 'shut down' and stopped growing to deal with his nearly food-starved environment. When recovered from the coop at the age of 16, Kasey was at the weight and height of a 9-1\2 year-old ). At the age of 16 Kasey got into a scuffle with the rooster over feeding rights. Kasey's father was home at the time, but seemingly unaware of (or ignoring) the commotion. The noise from the battle disturbed the neighbors who called animal control. It was then that Kasey was discovered, face full of blood as he successfully killed the rooster by using his teeth to rip open its neck. He was also scared out of his wits (not having had direct human contact for almost 8 years). Kasey was subdued and carted off to an institution for mentally ill and disabled children as he was highly unruly (it is assumed that his father was arrested). After about a year and a half stay, he was put into an orphanage. At the age of 18 he left the orphanage and was 'adopted' by two punk rockers (Shelly and Jake). He lived with the pair (Jake and Shelly were an unofficial couple) in a flop house. At the age or 19 KFC was hit by puberty (its delay was, once again, the result of psychosocial dwarfism. He was about the same weight/height of a 15 year-old and could easily pass for one). At this time, he gained his hand fetish (I'm not *to* clear on how exactly this came about but I'll work on it) and became attracted to Shelly. This was very confusing and disturbing for Kasey because Shelly was a highly maternal figure in his life. He ends up unintentionally killing her when he severs her hand (combination of shock and blood loss). Psychosis sets in. Kasey's sexuality is highly ritualized. Sexual contact of any sort, especially being touched in a sexually provocative manner (on the hips, buttock, crotch, etc) or even implied sexuality unnerves him. In his mind, intimacy/love and human touch/contact has become so disconnected that it cause him terrible anxiety. Despite all this violence, Kasey never intends to kill or even harm his victims (although he obviously does). </div>
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