Name: Akribos McGoven
Akribos stands a sizable 6'8" and might not have looked the most toned man, but he is rather heavy in his stocky frame. Having a scar across his right ribs from a patient two years prior who broke through the restraints and slashed his torso open with a scalpel. Akribos, commonly referred to as Akri by those who know him, disarmed the patient and then had them put into solitary. Akribos was never charged since no connection was made, but the patient was found crying and bleeding from wounds to her face and undetermined sexual abuse. Akribos was on leave from work for the stitches the entire time although he keeps it hidden keeping his own souvenirs to himself.
Degrees from Harvard in both Cognitive and Behavioral Psychology. Graduating near the top of his class in both and also graduating at the age of 25 with his fast learning intellect. Driving forward best in the conditioning sides of both fields even if his ideas seemed rather forceful and somewhat radical. The Doctors above him had to agree that the methods produced results where many others had failed.
Ons: Dominant women, breaking dominant women, submissive women, bondage, toys, anal (giving), oral (both), vaginal (giving), rough sex, noncon, Mind fucking, facials (giving), mind games, use of drugs for restraints, group sex, public, slave training, conditioning, break wills.
Offs: Scat, a weak mind, and hospital rules.Personality:
Akribos is a large man in general and obviously enjoys the part. Using his physical size to gain leverage over many patients. Breaking them down and building them back up with respect and a condition of slavery to those who are above them.
Though he was not just a brute in a lab coat, he just preferred the strong hands on approach of conditioning over the patient and calculating mind games. He was bright, but his attention was far to obsessive that he could only focus breaking into a patients mind to pull them out of their psychosis to be broken again. He loved it all, and found the human mind to be a puzzle that was far to complicated to map, but why not give it a try? Biography:
Born and raised in South Boston as a Steel workers son, Akribos was a smart child who became a giant. Standing 6' tall at the age of 14 he grew to size and scared most of the kids in his neighborhood, though he attracted most to call him Akri, which stood for master. Most believed him when he broke the jaw of a man who called his father a drunk steel worker. The man was his teacher. After that he was shipped into a boarding school with a military background.
Akribos adapted well to it and took to being the middle man, the cadet staff sergeant who handled the hard cases. Through blunt force or sheer fear control. He bettered his mind and gained a free ride to Harvard under a Psychology scholarship and graduated well early for his Doctorate. Working in the worst of criminal asylums, he broke most of the considered insane into a somewhat sane enough to understand their crimes at least. He conditioned for hours at a time, even days if he would need to, he would not stop till progress was made, taking pots of coffee in with him and a carton of cigarettes.
Moving through the ranks he became the strongest middle management Therapist in the criminal psych wards. It wasn't long before his tactics though caught too many eyes and after he was assaulted it took another year before Akribos was sick of the constant questions of his mental health and his conditioning sessions. It was time to move on, and Akribos had found the perfect place to expand his work, Rosanam Sanitarium seemed like just that place.Resume for character:
Doctorate of Behavioral Psychology
Doctorate of Cognitive Psychology
Six years in Criminal psych wards of South Boston.Write a post regarding how your character joined Rosanam:
The days of getting the totally helpless into a semi conscious state long enough to understand reason, he had heard about the place. It was the location that only the truly brave would ever undergo if they chose to work in their long term section. It was Akribos' new playground as far as he was concerned. He had written a letter or two requesting the short or long term therapy, focusing on his strong conditioning program for the criminally insane, and the countless hours he dedicated to his craft.
Once the approval letter came back for him to be interviewed he smiled from ear to ear and walked over to counter top where he had dropped his mail in his small one bedroom apartment. He might have been a large man, but he lived light and saved most everything he made. The trip to the Rosanam Sanitarium was long but he would make it in a few hours. He grabbed some sleep in the night as he was called in for the interview for the next morning.
Waking up slowly he hoped in the shower, shaving his head clean and his face as well. He dressed in a dark blue collar shirt and black pants and coat, no tie to speak of. He hated them, patients with any kind of salt to them would use them to strangle a doctor if he pushed the wrong buttons. Slipping on his leather shined shoes and loaded into his care enough clothes for two weeks and pulled out some cash for the drive as he left in the dark morning hours.
The drive was long and Akribos downed a pack of cigarettes as he put on his aviator sunglasses with the rising sun. Following the directions given he pulled the filed into his lap as his black Dodge challenger pulled into the parking area of the enormous structure, it looked like a damn castle. It was like some damn crazy mid evil hell hole for the church.
It truly was grim Akribos had to give them that, but it worked well he figured. Glaring at the mass of the entrance he walked through the front doors. Smirking at the odd clouds creeping over, but he left his shades on and walked in carrying the file with his left hand as he walked quickly through the area, following the directions from a orderly he walked up the stairs towards the Directors office, hoping she would be in at this hour, but who knew.
This was uncharted territory here, seeing that no doubt she would be busy, Akribos stood outside in the hallway and paced slowly, waiting for the door with the director plaque on it, the wait would be short he hoped, he was already anxious to see what rules would be removed.