𝖯 𝖤 𝖠 𝖢 𝖤

Nickname: Chris

Age/Date Of Birth: 36 / May 8, 1986

Zodiac Sign: Taurus ☼ Libra ☾ Cancer ↑

Gender: Cis male (he/him)

Place of Birth: Hermosa Beach, California

Current Location: Fairford, WA

Time in town: On and off, 21 years

Sexual Orientations: Demisexual

Religion: Agnostic

Occupation: Writer  

Hobbies: Camping, reading, writing, musical theatre, cooking, volunteering

Positive Traits: gentle, adaptable, reliable, allocentric, perspicacious 

Negative traits: obstinate, resentful, deceitful, choleric,  reticent

FAMILY

Parents: Robert Warren (whereabouts unknown) and Alycia Reynolds (deceased)

Sibling(s): One younger sibling (that he knows of) (whereabouts unknown)

Pet(s): A 6 year old chocolate labradoodle called Pollux

HISTORY 

TW: Abuse, substance abuse, child neglect, family separation, death and injury mentions

Christian Alexander Warren, firstborn of a very turbulent relationship between Robert Warren and Alycia Reynolds. The couple never got married, but they did birth two kids during their time together. Alex was born and raised in warm and sunny Hermosa Beach, California. His childhood was far away from normal, however. His parents were involved in the production of drugs from before he was even born and the business followed them throughout the years, it was their only steady job and the only way they could even get by. Either he liked it or not, he had been involved in the crime business since before he was even conscious, he grew up in a house turned into a clandestine lab and narcotics have shaped him throughout the years. As things normally go with these things, a dangerous path began. From producing came consuming and abusing; both his parents were already too hooked on the synthetic drugs they were producing before he could turn 3 years old and, soon enough, Christian found himself not only having to take care of himself from a very young age, but also having to take care of his parents.

By the time Alexander turned 8, something drastically changed the family dynamic: the youngest of the Warrens was born in an environment no kid should be born into; with two neglecting parents and a fearful older brother who quickly became overprotective of the youngest. He always did his best to try and make sure his sibling was well fed and as happy as they could be, unaware of everything happening in their garage or with their parents and their clearly unhappy, borderline toxic marriage. It certainly was no life for a pre-teen, but Chris managed. Taking care of those he loved became a necessity to him; his family his number one priority.

As the years went by, his father became more and more dependent of drugs and alcohol, more violent and short-tempered, to the point where he started abusing his family (mostly Alex, as the kid often tried to get between his parents and his sibling), whatever rage he had he’d get revenge on them to the point where people who knew Christian from school got involved several times and called for aid, to no avail.

One day, when Chris was around fourteen and at school, social services got involved after getting a call from a concerned neighbor and they took the youngest Warren sibling. The family didn’t hear from them again and something broke inside of Chris who he started to rebel. He met the wrong crowd and started getting in trouble and getting more and more acquaintance in the world of illegal substances. Not a year later, Robert walked out and after that, it was only Alycia and Chris, Alycia broke down. Before that, the two had a perfect relationship and although they didn’t seem eye to eye on many topics and had their fair share of problems, they always managed to resolve them by talking. After they lost 2/4 of their family however, something in their dynamic shifted and they began pulling apart. The now family of two, decided to move to Fiairford (her hometown), leaving everything they knew behind, scared social services could come and take Christian.

For about a year, the family of two led a normal life for the first time in their lives. However, when Chris turned 16, and after going to a party he wasn’t allowed to go to in the first place, the young man returned home late into the night to find his mother lying on the floor, completely unconscious; she was ruled dead by the time aid arrived to the home, talks of an overdose were spoken between paramedics and Christian couldn’t hear much else before breaking down, realizing he had lost his entire family before turning 18. After a few months of him wandering around and acting destructively, Chris had a revelation: he had to be the best version of himself he could be in order to honor his mother. From then on, he studied hard and ended up graduating top of his class and with an acceptance letter from NYU, he left.

The young man decided to major in Criminal Justice and minor in Drama, his second love; his morals were incredibly set on making him change the system from the inside; a noble yet foolish ideal that only proved to be flawed when, at 24 while he was on his way to finishing his PhD in Criminal Justice, he enlisted into the FBI. The first years were exactly what he expected them to be, his burning passion for the motion of making the world a better place for everyone was idealistic, but one he maintained through cases and cases that continuously tried to break his spirit without much of a result.

By age 25, he was in talks to become the Executive Assistant Director in his branch in the FBI (all to be executed by the time he was 30) when, during a high-profile case he was working on that went awry, the agent was gravely injured, almost costing him his life when he was shot multiple times. He woke up a few days later with a perforated lung and a few internal organs malfunctions, yet he survived. Chris presented his resignation on his hospital bed; which was met with opposition as he was a highly esteemed agent. an agreement was made; he would still consult for the FBI if they accepted his resignation and Christian was free.

Whilst wondering his next step in life, Christian began writing anecdotal tales about his time working in the FBI as an especial agent and, after a friend accidentally read his drafts and urged him to turn them into a serious book; his first crime novel was released with surprising acclaim from critics and buyers alike, earning him a contract with a publishing house for 3 more books. With the money made from his first novel and, needing a break from New York, Christian decided to move back to Fairford and buy himself a nice house in the mountainside, a dream of his since he first arrived to town back when he was only 15. He got himself a labradoodle and finished his second and third book.