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「 non binary + he/they 」🔬 ‧₊˚ ⋆ ــــــــــﮩ٨ـ did you page enzo bemis from administration ? they’re the twenty - five year old tech support at kingsley, they’ve been working here for one year. you’ve probably seen them if you caught a up to heighted anxiety only made worse by the consumption of various energy drinks, having a chokehold routine that everyone knows you by, always finishing your tasks by 9 am so then you have time to do whatever you want, silently taking over when someone is too frustrated with the hospital tech then walking away without a word, the patients that do like them would tell you they are softspoken and inquisitive, but some of them think they’re rigid and obsessive. time is rushing, just go and find them.

full name — enzo josiah bemis - becker.

nickname(s) — ?

date of birth & age — september 20th -– 25.

gender / pronouns — non - binary, he/they.

sexuality — bisexual.

occupation — tech support at kingsley hospital, otherwise living life as gods fucked up little ken doll.

notable features — various scars – in particular, a bruise looking scar on left knee, scar on face from a car accident, in the middle of his forehead.

ABANDONMENT & FOSTER CARE TW born in god knows where, united states, enzo has never felt like he’s belonged ----- here, there, or anywhere. a constant search for something more than himself, there was never any answers he could find, himself. born to two anonymous parents who were much too young to have a child, enzo was found in the typical fire station baby in a basket kind of way. burnt to a crisp birth certificate, barely making out his first name attached and just about ready to crumble, he was placed into the foster system after a few week stay with a firefighter family.

FOSTER CARE & DEATH TW was placed with a family for a few months, then another, then the becker’s and he never left after that. was eventually adopted by them when he reached pre - school age. this was around the same time, coincidentally, that damien, his adoptive father had passed. it was then when he began to shy away – hiding out by himself, withdrawing from what few preschool friends he had, keeping to himself. always the meek kid, it’s not like they tried very hard to break out of their shell. enzo knows that this ever - lasting loneliness is probably his fault.

schoolyard blues hit him hard. spends most recesses inside, in the library, using the shitty computers to play games or just attempt to bypass the schools system and google random things. people interested him, but the world did moreso. threw himself into his hobbies and interests. ever the collector, there was many, often encouraged by his family, to continue to pursue literally whatever he wanted. and so he did: room filled with random things. books, research that he still doesn’t quite get, eventually fell in love with computers and all things electronics. started by taking them apart, putting them back together, going to junk yards and finding random things and mashing them together and failing. his own frakenstein computer. kept to himself. involved himself in the nerdish things, which also didn’t help him gain many friends, but he was actively with people and that’s all that mattered. time grows longer, enzo grows larger, and the fear subsides, if only a little. a bit more self trusting and confident in himself.

all of that work paid off. kind of. he was accepted to cuny's grove school of engineering in the city on a almost full - ride scholarship, under the coveted computer science degree. they know it's hard, and while difficult, enzo felt like it was worth something. it wasn't … easy. but he enjoyed it. it's good for them to get lost into something productive than their own head. after all, they'd never had much else to dive in to. didn't go to prom, didn't have high school relationships. just. simply. was there. they know it's a lonely existence, he knows. it beats down on him in the same way it does everyone else: those monsters in the middle of the night that plague you until you crack. graduates, and is lost for all but a minute — a family member gets him a job at kingsley hospital, being i.t. support. it's not quite what he was imagining ( not gonna lie, hospitals freak them out ) but it's money, and most of the people are nice. so it's worth it, for a while, as long as everyone else handles the blood and gore and all that.

highly empathetic due to his lonely nature, tries to see the best of people even when he so badly wants to be a pessimist. so very kind, but extremely skittish. approach like a feral kitten you found on the side of the highway at 3 am while interstate traveling. occasional shakes of a treat bag are welcome and encouraged.

if he likes you, you’ll know – the jokes and quips he keeps locked up come out, and he’ll try to get your references and jokes ( key word on try: he’s trying! ) . will blab a bit about his favorite things and do not get his ass started on computers and technologies. on the other hand, you’ll also know if he doesn’t like you. constant death stare and acting like he doesn’t hear you when you’re talking. playing the silent game and he’ll win every time. neutral, you’re fine. he’ll only stare a little bit when he doesn’t know what to say, which is always.

so very lonely by his own design. but is trying to stop doing this. blah blah blah something about watching life go by and see all these people having fun while he’s like squidward staring out the window. get really, buddy, and put the mouse down. very much socially challenged. it used to be a lot worse - hiding behind his sister and mother in public settings, whereas now if you catch him off guard, he’ll likely take a minute for his brain to catch up, then reply with only a few words. does not like to be ambushed or bombarded. crowds freak him out, and small talk gives him hives.

scared. always scared. extremely stubborn, and can get lost in his own head almost all the time. please ensure he is paying attention before you say anything important. scared of his own strength, and keeps a low profile — despite his desperate wanting for friends and more people to connect with, he’s often afraid he’ll be the reason something bad happens to them. a double edged sword. he doesn’t want to face the blade the other way, so he’ll point it at himself instead.

often can be found wearing funny tshirts or big jackets. treats them as security blankets, like he’ll be able to hide in them. he can, but it’s the principal of it. has worn the same thing for years, and will continue until they’re simply a piece of fabric barely stitched together. tends to not spend money on himself and instead his family or friends. sentimental object holder.

will take any kind of electronic device apart and out it back together.

*includes but not limited to: any apple product, any microsoft project, any nintendeo product, walkie talkies, phones, laptops, mp3 players, keyboards, roku’s, game controllers, wiis, car radios, car steering wheels, tablets, desktops, radios / stereos, and the occasional hand held vaccum.

carries around a tablet they stole. from who? aha, well-- the screen is cracked to shit, and it hardly works, but he loves it and has had it for a solid 10+ years. his fines must be crazy on that thing. carries it with him everywhere. has multiple portable batteries just in case there’s no way to charge it. loves that thing like it’s a real person and it is like, unironically his best friend.

obsessed with many things actually: postcards, pokemon cards, limited edition coca cola bottles, movies nobody else has ever heard of, star trek, old sitcoms from the 70’s, wolf biology, wolves in general, national parks, and also cats for some reason.

maladaptive daydreams. a lot. it’s a bit of a bad habit, now, and he doesn’t quite know how to stop — tries to play it off to little avail because dude doesn’t have a cool bone in his body.

aunts / uncles. i shan't lie i do think it would be funny if he was like a somewhat nepo - hire. one of his family members put in a good name for their application, he got it under the promise that he would not steal nor break anything of the hospitals. enzo has made good on that for now.

friends. dear god get this guy something!!!! jsut kidding. but i think it’d be fun to explore actual genuine friendships .. maybe they went to school together? maybe theyre neighbors? maybe they’re new and town and want to take him as their pet dog? idk. the worlds our oyster.

older sibling / parental figures. i think this is also rlly fun bc he is a very concerning individual so unfortunately he attracts the kind adults around. maybe knows his sister and mom? family friends he’s known since bebehood? .. a sweet kid but god damn it’s like watching paint dry with you boy. would probably try to cause a ruckus in their home, however. watch your dvd players closely. he is a new york city native so !

mutual dislike. perhaps something happened and they’re just like >.> at each other? it takes a lot for enzo to actively dislike someone and try to bore holes into their head by staring so this would be fun.

good / bad influences. those people who are like brother .. my friend.. you need to be at the club. and try to get him there. devil and angels on their shoulders, if you will. people who try to get him out of their shell either way.

grump x sunshine dynamic is my fave. so hello.

one sided crush wld be cutesy .. like boy get real.

someone who is so technology inept that they just bring their stuff to them. and enzos like ??? but does it anyway.

every boyloser needs a girlboss (gender neautral). they’ve been inseparable since childhood and at this point it doesn’t seem to be stopping.