Madness is like little black butterflies driving you crazy from the inside outName: Tristan Puzzlehoff
Alias: Anonym, The Nameless Demon, The Smiling Psychiatrist
Gender: male
Age: about 22
Hair: Black
Eyes: silvery blue
Complexion: pale
Build: lean but fit
Height: 6'2"
Weight: about 194 lbs
Species: human
Universe: CVU
Base of operations: Minneapolis, MN/mobile
Distinguishing features: unruly black hair, slightly mad eyes, scars shaping his mouth into a perpetual smile
Voice: calm and cool in most situations
Alignment: lawful neutral/lawful evil.
Family: James Puzzlehoff (father, deceased); Maria Yuleberg (mother, deceased); William Karlsen (cousin, legal ward)
Occupation: international metahuman/criminal analysis.
Clothes: Usually a white hooded sweatshirt and black pants
Marital status: in an open relationship with @demonboundsitri single
Orientation: heterosexual
Mental status: considered "hyper" or "super" sane, officially diagnosed with extreme manic-depressive disorder, schizophrenia, psychopathy, among others.
Abilities: in-depth understanding of the human mind, some basic mixed martial arts, knows his way around a kitchen knife
Weapon of choice: his wit and a sharp kitchen knife
Addictions: cigarettes
Personality: unnerving. Even in a normal conversation Tristan's very presence can trouble people. His real insanity only shows when he's heavily stressed or off his meds, but most people would simply describe him as crazy. He's rather narcissistic and vain. When he does go insane it's hard to tell the difference from his normal self, making him extremely dangerous. Most of the time there are signs that he's losing it (singing, muttering poems, fidgety nervousness) but once his grip slips he's practically uncontainable.
Tristan and ChucklesCompanions:
Chuckles: Meet Chuckles the half-hyena, half-dog, or so Tristan says, though the creature is much more likely half-hellhound instead of man's best friend. Tristan just showed up one day with the odd puppy and nobody really asked why, especially since the animal seemed to calm the psycho.
Leering Ace: Friend, companion, servant, tormentor.
Self-deception is the price that we pay for our sanity. Self-deception, which is often rooted in the unconscious or semi-conscious fear of falling short of familial and societal standards, and in the fear of death, is a defining part of our human nature. By recognising its various forms in ourselves and reflecting upon them, we may be able to transcend them and, even, in some cases, to employ and enjoy them... This self-knowledge, which I call super- or hyper-sanity, opens up a whole new world before us, rich in beauty, subtlety, and connection, and frees us not only to take the best out of it, but also to give it back the best of ourselves, and, in so doing, to fulfil our potential as human beings. Reasoning is but one route to self-knowledge or hyper-sanity. The other route—more painful, destructive, and uncertain—is mental disorder, or 'madness', which involves the failure or complete breakdown of the ego defences. Unlike medical, or physical, disorders, mental disorders are not just problems. If successfully navigated, they can also present opportunities. Simply acknowledging this can empower people to heal themselves and, much more than that, to grow from their experiences.
~Dr. Neel Burton, M.D., On Hyper-Sanity
Tristan Puzzlehoff isn't a normal human being. Not by far. No, he wasn't born with mutant powers. No, he wasn't experimented on by the government and made a metahuman. He's an average human in those senses. What makes him different? Easy: the mental condition that runs in his family. His great-grandfather and his grandmother were both certifiable nutcases. His father outclassed them both.
Tristan was raised by his single father from an early age. The boy later learned that when he was a baby, the man had murdered his mother in her sleep and cleverly disposed of the body. Not a nice picture. Tristan's scars are from his early adolescence. Mr. Puzzlehoff Senior didn't like the teen's sullen disposition and took it into his own hands to fix it. Needless to say, Tris can't forget about this period in his life for very long.
An intelligent child, Tristan skipped second, fifth, and seventh grades, and entered college at the tender age of fifteen, granting him freedom from his insane father for the first time in his life. He chose the path of the psychiatrist and slowly earned his degree, at the same time attracting the attention of an anonymous politician who arranged for his first case under Interpol.
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