Namenlos
Legacy Name: Namenlos

Namenlos is friendly and at times a people pleaser. Some think he is snobbish due to his extreme shyness. He gets easily overwhelmed in social situations and will simply "shut down" at times, escaping into his own head space. He is an avid reader and devours books on a wide variety of topics. He would love to own his own small bookstore one day. He loves to discuss and debate many subjects. He can't argue with just anyone though, as the slightest harsh word or raised voice in the heat of discussion can, at times, send him mentally scurrying for cover. However, if you are one of the few he is truly comfortable with, he will talk your ear off.

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Namenlos was the second born of a rather unstable, schizophrenic, single mother. Her first son passed away at the age of four, about a year and a half before Loss' birth. Suffering primarily from audio hallucinations, but occasionally visual as well, his mother didn't take the death of her beloved first child well. Refusing her prescribed treatments, her instability and inability to cope ended up driving away Loss' father before any knowledge of his conception.

Loss' mother believed that her primary voice, whom she'd named Franny, could see into the future. She also believed that out of everyone in the world, Franny was the only one who would tell her the truth. So when Franny told her that her son had not abandoned her, but would be coming back someday, she was elated. The discovery that she was pregnant a second time convinced her that Fran was indeed correct.

When Loss was born she named him after his dead brother. Some differences were immediately noticeable. His hair and eye color were different. She dismissed these things, knowing that some physical changes were only to fool those who would be looking to take him away from her. However, as he grew and developed his own personality, it became harder and harder for her to fit him into the mold of his older brother. She became increasingly abusive, both psychologically and physically. Whenever she wasn't abusing him, she was ignoring his very existence. It wasn't unusual for an eight or nine year old Loss to spend days at a time caring for himself while his mother was gone on drinking binges with a variety of "suitors". Even though he was reminded almost daily that he could never be enough, he strove to win her love and approval.

When he turned fourteen, he had a particularly nasty and violent fight including both his mother and her flavor of the week. After they passed out, he ran. He had thought about it often and finally decided he'd had enough. Having no close friends and nowhere in particular to go, he spent a couple of months drifting from town to town, eating and sleeping when he could and where he could. He never considered going back. After all, hunger and discomfort weren't anything he hadn't experienced before. One warm evening he lay under the stars in a particularly lovely park and ended up falling asleep. Early the next morning, he was tripped over, literally, by a young woman out jogging.

This was how he met Islet. Apologizing profusely, as she is often know to do, she took in Loss' ragged, half starved appearance and without knowing what hit him he found himself completely at her mercy. She took him to her apartment, cleaned him up and fed him. He tried several time to leave, but the timid teen was no match for Issa's forceful personality. Before he knew it, a month had passed, then two.

As years in a somewhat healthy environment passed, he stopped expecting blows and harsh words. He refused to allow anyone to call him by his given name though. He hated it and the expectations that had come with it. He told Issa to just call him whatever, so she christened him Namenlos, German for nameless. She also took to calling him Loss and everyone else just followed.

He now lives with Issa and works at the local library. He found friendship forced upon him by the hyper, persistent Drip and then met and eventually fell for his adopted sister's friend, Kleos. His upbringing left him with little sense of self or self worth. For a long time he desperately sought the approval of others and was almost crippled by his insecurities. His new found family has helped him come a long way from the frightened and broken child he was, to the loving and almost confident young man he is today. He deeply fears being schizophrenic like his birth mother and has had himself tested a couple of times since he turned eighteen. All tests have shown negative results, but he still worries that he will turn into his mother someday.