Name: scissors
Age: 16
Gender: male
Looks: look at media
Personality: a little awkward, likes to cut things... Any thing, quiet, shy
Type: human
Backstory: His familly was messed up. His dad and mom was a cereal killer. At a young age he be came fond of scissors after his father took him on some on his murders. As he grow up and around 8 they made him ways stay home because when he left the house he would end up cutting some ones finger off or harming some one where his face became populare he stared to cut things with his scissors which made more problems with the police and family so they moved hear where no one knew them he just lwft the house after years of being in side.
Scene: His parents were just leaveing for a few days out of town explaining to him how they were going on trip for one of there killings. He noded in understanding as they huged him good by and left. You were close an off to hear at least half there cover station, he turned around staring at you from theh side walk in front of his house. There was a pair of scissors in his hand, he waved as his parents left in the car when they were out of sight his eyes landed on you........
