Alastair Shark

Face-up artist(s):

Me

Body blushing artist(s):

Me

Modifications artist(s):

Me (pointed ears)

Date of acquisition:

August 2016 - Head | December 2017 - Body

Provenance:

The D.I.M. website - Head | Angelesque - Body

Reason for choice:

I just always loved d.i.m. sculpts, with their huge lips and round noses, and when their discontinuation sale came around I just knew I had to get a Miru!
For the body, it's both slightly more mature than your average msd body while also being extremely soft and androgynous.

Best Points:

His pouty lips, puppy eyes, round potato nose~

Worst Points:

His faceplate keeps falling off. Like, continuously.

Eyes:

Taobao

Wig:

Taobao

Favourite colours:

white, black, ivory, grey

Fashion style(s):

Elegant rich mom style, preppy

Key fashion accessory:

His natural finesse.

Character age:

18

Character gender:

Omega male

Offsite roleplay:

This doll's character is available for offsite roleplay.

When Alastair was a baby, he was dropped off on a rich family’s doorstep. He could have easily been your stereotypical smart, rich kid- excelling in school and swimming in emotional neglect, and with his pretty, refined features, he certainly did look the part- until, as soon as he came of age, he was sent off to be mated - turns out he's actually part of a subspecies of werewolves, whose society is based on an alpha/beta/omega dynamic - and his adoptive family had been waiting all along to find an alpha to give him away to.

He had no time to mourn the loss of the family he had known until then - Thom, his new "mate", was an aggressive, neurotic, domineering alpha, whose idea of a "perfect mate" entailed nothing but a quiet, obedient little omega who would bear him as many children as possible and be always at his back and call. Alastair became an emotional wreck at his side, his abandonment issues making him clingy and desperate for any affection he was given- even at his own risk and danger. For years he put up with Thom, bearing any cruelty submissively, in hopes of being praised or given a gentle touch, straining at his mental health for as long as he could- until he could no longer.
The exhausted, battered and bruised young man one day realized - he didn't have to live like this. He might not ever be anywhere close to being as strong as Thom, but so what? He had many other leverages over him.
That day, he took his last figurative (and literal) slap to the face. From that moment, he fought back - reversing their dynamic, using his body and his words as weapons against the man who'd unintentionally trained him to be a force to be reckoned with.

Today, Alastair takes shit from no one, he's very much in charge of himself and his home.

His physique and overall appearance is very feminine and petite due to his secondary gender, often being mistaken for a woman - but it's just another weapon he can use to his advantage, to him.