Mickey

Mickey Case

"And Death is not real, even in the Relative sense — it is but Birth to a new life — and You shall go on, and on, and on, to higher and still higher planes of life, for aeons upon aeons of time."
-The Kybalion

Customize Me

When you copy this code, you'll see that it says "character-page Teal" up top on the first line. You can replace "Teal" with the word "Pink", "Blue", "Red", "Gray", "Green", or "Purple" and voila, the rest of your page will have the appropriately colored headings.

Why not use your own CSS and hex values? You *can*, but by God this is simpler and makes a more uniform site. 10/10, recommend. And besides, these colors have been pre-selected for ease of use and for WCAG AA compliant contrast ratios (that is, you can't fuck these up and make it so that the colors that it picks are illegible against the background color choice).

OOC Masq Policy

You can uphold your OOC masquerade or you can gallagher that shit and tell the world that you're secretly the evil Dr. Tzimisce. We don't care. Just don't out other people who haven't outed themselves.

Content Policy

No animated content such as GIFs. You can link to this content, but do not embed it in the page. No autoplay stuff. No NSFW images. You can link to NSFW content but you need to give a brother a warning. No reproducing book contents. You can do page references to notate where the mechanics are.

Contacts

Jimbo Jimbo's very OK.

Jambo Jambo's not very OK.

Gallery

Name:	Dr. Percival Michael "Mickey" Case, PhD
Apparent Age:	30s
Nationality:	American
Nature:	Benefactor
Demeanor:	Gallant

Midnight Tunes

And they'll tell you black is really white

The moon is just the sun at night

And when you walk in golden halls

You get to keep the gold that falls

It's heaven and hell

- Black Sabbath, "Heaven and Hell"

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Désolé, désolé contrebande

Désolé, c'est une long file d'attente

Désolé, tous mes fantômes sont bleus

Désolé

Désolé, try to hold on to you

- Gorillaz ft. Fatoumata Diawara, "Désolé"

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I turn my camera on

I cut my fingers on the way, on the way

The way I'm slippin' away

I turn my feelings off

You made me untouchable for life

And you wasn't polite

- Spoon, "I Turn My Camera On"