Name: Osiris Raptis

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Gender: Male

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Ages: 17 -500

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Height: natural height is 5' 11"

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Hair: Crimson red

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Eyes: Blood Red

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Occupation: Actor, Entrepenur, Director, Con man for hire, Impersonator for hire

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Ability: Flawless shapeshifting

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Personality: With an uncanny tilt towards the sociopathic Osiris is rampantly excentric and exciteable. He is not easily made to be kind, but underneath a rude, and sarcastic exterior you can find warmth. He does not care very much for the average lives of humans, but adores most animals.

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Bio: Osiris was born in Egypt, specifically birthed right inside the temple of Horus and given the name, Osiris. From there, he was raised in china and England. It was shown from the age of two he was certainly not human. He could shape shift into almost literally anything organic completely flawlessly. He had little control over it at a younger age though. When he was ten he was shipped off to England and put into a special high end institution. They medicated him, told him he was crazy, and told him he couldn’t do the things he was so very clearly doing in front of them. it was almost as if they were intentionally trying to drive him mad. And that’s what happened. At the age of twelve he impersonated the head staffer, strangled the real one to death, to the guitar from his wall, and then bashed his psychologists head in. And then he checked himself out. From there he goes completely off the records. He began impersonating everyone he could just so he could survive. The easiest thing to do was shadowing a real estate agent until he had figured out the whole schtick. Then he strangled her without any remorse, impersonated her, and began living her life. Until he grew bored. He had accumulated enough money over the first couple years from that one impersonation he didn’t really need to worry about very much for a good while. At seventeen, he robbed a mega bank, electronically no less. Trillions of citizens dollars were now his personal play thing. It was an absolute rush!

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The killing wasn’t about the killing. The killing was a means to an end. Until he had a revelation. One, he hadn’t had any companionship, he hadn’t had sex, and he didn’t really have an identity. His business was identity theft. So he had a thought. What if, his business actually was identity theft? People would pay him massive, ridiculous sums of money to impersonate and incriminate the people they hated. And after he demonstrated for a couple clients, he had a business going. Next he decided. You know what would be fun? Acting. No need for make up, no need for anything. So he went to five different auditions as five different men and women. And only one of them, was he himself. Needless to say, with only his own self taught method, he got each and every single part. He quickly rose to the top of the proverbial Hollywood ladder. But, he went all over the world. He went to Europe and performed in theatre, he went to Bollywood and learned to dance until five years later when he was only twenty three he revealed it all to a captive audience. To the world. Osiris showed his power and his uniformity impersonations. He took on twenty different forms including those of dead, and forgotten actors. And immediately, everybody wanted him. He could be himself at last. His physique was finally mended. For he had the attention he so deserved. He donated half of the money he had stolen to one hell of a charity, granting them the needed funds to actually get work done and find the cure for the disease they had been interested in. He kept the rest. No use in giving up a back up.

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Osiris took the world of cinema and film by storm and he will always stay at the top. But the top gets rather lonely. That isn’t to say he hasn’t had many partners, famous and not quite at all. It would take some doing to find someone compatible for him. After his years and years of acting and the study of the craft he took his hand at screen writing and directing, and crafted many masterpieces. He truly had it made.