Have you ever made a character from the bottom of your heart? Have you used some part of your beloved relatives and/or yourself for them? Did you love them do much that you cried upon the finished product? I have! Yes, I DID! One of my first characters happened to be one I made for my birthday. Ervin Iliad III happened to be my first male character in two years. He always had a smooth voice and wore a signature vest. The jazz he played was from a handmade saxophone. His scarf was also his beloved "wife"'s soul. She morphed into a human to take care of Ervin's pain. The signature vest is modeled after my grandfather's vest. Ervin's was golden and grandpa's was red. He was known as " Red Passion" or "The Man with the Gold Vest". My grandfather was nicknamed, " The Man in the Red Vest". Ervin's affinity for jazz derives from my grandfather's disc jockey career in St. Louis. And before I cry, I leave you with that. Tell me!