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That Loitering God
Ganous Avari
Age: 26 || Gender: Male || Birthplace: Aldea || Passive Ability: Enhanced Stamina
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Personality: Ganous was born ready. Not really, but he was raised to be prepare for everything, that is why he thinks ahead, plans ahead and worries way too much for the future. He doesn't rush into action but considers each and every move he makes, buying for more time if he can, which may seems that he is slow at making decisions. Painfully slow. Torturously slow. But once he sets on something, he focuses his entire mind on it, and often forget other things in life, except for times when trivially amusing matters catch his interests, then his head is out of the game. For a time, at least.
Ganous keeps a solemn facade, but in truth he finds amusement in most things, and he laughs a lot. Inside. Really, really deep inside.
Ganous is often cheerful, even it is hard to tell. Only when he's distracted that his face gets to make actual recognisable expressions.
Terios is neither talkative nor is he a man of few words. He speaks when he needs to and keeps silent when no one expect him to talk.
Ganous can seem distant and cold, but he is anything but. Although he is selfish and would more likely than not ditch his friend to run for his life if he deems it necessary, he respects friendship and helps other as long as there is no conflict of interest between him and them.
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Computer Nerd
Ugo Salmon
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Birthplace : Gi, Lina Sea
Personality: Ugo is an Ocd maniac with a big teaspoon full of paranoia. Ugo is a rather up beat player, and by that he always listens to music , his eyes closed and his feet moving to the beat of anything around him. Ugo is blunt with people and always tells the truth, if he ever did lie his eyes would blink several times and you would see him break out into a sweat. There is no real problem with Ugo. Ugo is your average day to day male, who watches before talking, hakes for formality, and says yes mam to no mam to anyone he sees, no matter their age or appearance. Ugo tries to keep his anger problems under control, usually wearing his old grandfathers gas mask and listening to music to keep his mind in another world. If disrupted , or if anyone every tired to remove them, Ugo would go straight for the face with a good punch and a few kicks. Ugo hates being touched unless he iniatites himself, or is requested by someone he knows. Ugo hates putting himself out there, becoming the leader, or being told what to do. Ugo is your natural rebellious man whose more independent then dependent. He maybe be 20, but he acts as if he's 15. Despite Ugo's anger issues, childish nature, paranoia, and Ocd he can be quite the adult. He has a serious side, and can be very promising when coming up with ideas.
Weakness
Strengths
Dislikes
Likes
Passive ability : Enhanced Vision
Appearance: During his younger years Ugo was a blonde shaggy haired kid who wore tattered jeans and band t shirts. He sported brown beanies and silver headphones that were given to his mother. As he grew his appearance changed into a more dull boy who wore baggy pants and long black t shirts. He died his hair black and had purple headsets. Now that he's 20 his appearance has changed yet again, but the style is still similar. Ugo always wears black well fitted pants with a lose black belt that hangs off his left side, while the other stays on his right hip. For a shirt Ugo wears white shirts with different designs on them such as skulls, stars, guitars and shirts that have related comments on them. Even though Ugo is never cold he wears a black long sleeve jacket that he keeps rolled up , so his arms are exposed. The black jacket hood hangs low with fake white fox hair around the rim. Ugo tends to weigh 128.9 and stands to be 6'6. Ugo is a rather lanky fellow , but has enough strength to keep a bulky man at bay. Ugo's hair color continues to be pitch black, instead of his natural born color blonde. For some odd reason during birth his eyes were a peachy golden, but during his growth they continued to change. When he was 11 they were purple, when he was 17 they were black, and now currently his eyes are a pale gray almost white. As far as his accessories goes, he has black nail polish do to his "gothic" style that he chose. On his index finger he has a black band that never leaves hi finger. Oddly enough he decided to get a skull tongue ring around 18. Last but not least Ugo keeps his grandfathers gas make safely secured gas mask on him. If he isn't eating, taking a shower, or anything that needs his mouth, he's always wearing gas mask.
History:
Ugo was born in Gi , right smack dab in the Lina Sea. Ugo had four sisters, three brothers, two step moms and two dads. As you can tell their family relations where never as tight as others would hope to be. Ugo, his father, his uncle, and his aunt lived in a large shack that was built off the coast of Gi, near the rushing waters , swaying trees and where the crabs would walk toward the east of them. Ugo was living a pretty decent life despite the volcanoes that erupted at least three times a day. On his 10th birthday he had given Ugo a headset that he was able to snag in the market that was a few miles from where they were. Ugo was very thankful and took them from him with a smile. Next was his aunt who gave him a prayer. Ugo tried his best to his his disappointment , but sadly it failed as he saw his father shot him a glare. Ugo tried to muster up a bigger smile before bowing his head thanking her. Last but not least his uncle had given him a gas mask. Ugo had placed the head sets over his neck to take the gas mask so he could put it on. His uncle stated that this could help with the smoke when you go into town.
Three years passed and Ugo had grown up just a little. Ugo's father had gotten many complaints about Ugo, jumping from building to building. His father however shrugged , since he couldn't really stop him from doing what he wanted. Ugo was titled a monkey, for climbing on things , running and jumping from place to place. Ugo found no interest in their talk about him. With a smile he always had his headsets on and his gas mask as he moved through the trees, toward the errupting volcano. Everything was swell until he heard gun fire. Ugo stopped for a moment as he tried to see where the noise was coming from. Within minutes he felt a sting in his left shoulder. Falling from the tree, he fell to the ground unconscious. 8 hours later he found himself in a holding cell made of bamboo. There he saw his father , uncle and aunt tied together. People all around had grabbed rocks, food , and plates.
Ugo was confused at what was happening. A man dressed in a uniform that wasn't from this place had a paper out and began to read out loud. "You John Roderick Salmon are hear by executed for raising your hand against the great God." The people roared , but his father only gave Ugo a smile. For the first time Ugo began to cry as he moved his way toward the bamboo sticks before him. The next reading was for his uncle, then his aunt. All of them were being executed just for making plans about going against the God. Ugo banged his head against the bamboo sticks to get free. Before he could make them snap his father shot him yet another glare, but this glare wasn't for disappointment ,but fear. His eyes said to stop, sit back. Ugo gritted his teeth as he kicked the bamboo cage away. Getting to his knees, he ran over , his head first pushing the man away.
The guard hissed as he stood to his feet. Ugo crawled over and began to rip at their bonds. Trying to hold back his tears he was able to set his father free, and his aunt. Before he could reach his uncle he was pulled by the hair and yanked back. Wincing his father had already ran toward the shack, while his aunt tried to help release his uncle. desperately trying to get free, Ugo heard two gunshots . Opening his eyes his aunt had fallen limp onto his uncle, while his uncle fell to the side. Screaming Ugo kicked, but was knocked out. 10 hours later Ugo find himself in a dark cell with no light, no bars, no sense of life. Ugo began to yell for help as he kicked against he doors for what he thought was weeks. In the end Ugo was laying on his side in the dark cell room. The only thing that made him feel warm was the headsets and gas mask they left with him.
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Birthplace : Gi, Lina Sea
Personality: Ugo is an Ocd maniac with a big teaspoon full of paranoia. Ugo is a rather up beat player, and by that he always listens to music , his eyes closed and his feet moving to the beat of anything around him. Ugo is blunt with people and always tells the truth, if he ever did lie his eyes would blink several times and you would see him break out into a sweat. There is no real problem with Ugo. Ugo is your average day to day male, who watches before talking, hakes for formality, and says yes mam to no mam to anyone he sees, no matter their age or appearance. Ugo tries to keep his anger problems under control, usually wearing his old grandfathers gas mask and listening to music to keep his mind in another world. If disrupted , or if anyone every tired to remove them, Ugo would go straight for the face with a good punch and a few kicks. Ugo hates being touched unless he iniatites himself, or is requested by someone he knows. Ugo hates putting himself out there, becoming the leader, or being told what to do. Ugo is your natural rebellious man whose more independent then dependent. He maybe be 20, but he acts as if he's 15. Despite Ugo's anger issues, childish nature, paranoia, and Ocd he can be quite the adult. He has a serious side, and can be very promising when coming up with ideas.
Weakness
- Paranoia
- Ocd
- Being touched
- Overly affectionate people
- Girls that cry
- People that are hurt
- Veggies
- The loss of his gasmask
- Being bound
- The Dark
- Taller people than him
Strengths
- Parkor
- Endurance
- Crafting
- Problem solving
- Agility
Dislikes
- Veggies
- Bad people
- Rude people
- Stuck up people
- The dark
- Crying
- Pain
- Blood
- Needles
- Cowards
Likes
- Food
- Music
- Stars
- Moon
- Strawberries
- Sweets
- Kind people
- People that try
- Snow
- Peace and Quiet
Passive ability : Enhanced Vision
Appearance: During his younger years Ugo was a blonde shaggy haired kid who wore tattered jeans and band t shirts. He sported brown beanies and silver headphones that were given to his mother. As he grew his appearance changed into a more dull boy who wore baggy pants and long black t shirts. He died his hair black and had purple headsets. Now that he's 20 his appearance has changed yet again, but the style is still similar. Ugo always wears black well fitted pants with a lose black belt that hangs off his left side, while the other stays on his right hip. For a shirt Ugo wears white shirts with different designs on them such as skulls, stars, guitars and shirts that have related comments on them. Even though Ugo is never cold he wears a black long sleeve jacket that he keeps rolled up , so his arms are exposed. The black jacket hood hangs low with fake white fox hair around the rim. Ugo tends to weigh 128.9 and stands to be 6'6. Ugo is a rather lanky fellow , but has enough strength to keep a bulky man at bay. Ugo's hair color continues to be pitch black, instead of his natural born color blonde. For some odd reason during birth his eyes were a peachy golden, but during his growth they continued to change. When he was 11 they were purple, when he was 17 they were black, and now currently his eyes are a pale gray almost white. As far as his accessories goes, he has black nail polish do to his "gothic" style that he chose. On his index finger he has a black band that never leaves hi finger. Oddly enough he decided to get a skull tongue ring around 18. Last but not least Ugo keeps his grandfathers gas make safely secured gas mask on him. If he isn't eating, taking a shower, or anything that needs his mouth, he's always wearing gas mask.
History:
Ugo was born in Gi , right smack dab in the Lina Sea. Ugo had four sisters, three brothers, two step moms and two dads. As you can tell their family relations where never as tight as others would hope to be. Ugo, his father, his uncle, and his aunt lived in a large shack that was built off the coast of Gi, near the rushing waters , swaying trees and where the crabs would walk toward the east of them. Ugo was living a pretty decent life despite the volcanoes that erupted at least three times a day. On his 10th birthday he had given Ugo a headset that he was able to snag in the market that was a few miles from where they were. Ugo was very thankful and took them from him with a smile. Next was his aunt who gave him a prayer. Ugo tried his best to his his disappointment , but sadly it failed as he saw his father shot him a glare. Ugo tried to muster up a bigger smile before bowing his head thanking her. Last but not least his uncle had given him a gas mask. Ugo had placed the head sets over his neck to take the gas mask so he could put it on. His uncle stated that this could help with the smoke when you go into town.
Three years passed and Ugo had grown up just a little. Ugo's father had gotten many complaints about Ugo, jumping from building to building. His father however shrugged , since he couldn't really stop him from doing what he wanted. Ugo was titled a monkey, for climbing on things , running and jumping from place to place. Ugo found no interest in their talk about him. With a smile he always had his headsets on and his gas mask as he moved through the trees, toward the errupting volcano. Everything was swell until he heard gun fire. Ugo stopped for a moment as he tried to see where the noise was coming from. Within minutes he felt a sting in his left shoulder. Falling from the tree, he fell to the ground unconscious. 8 hours later he found himself in a holding cell made of bamboo. There he saw his father , uncle and aunt tied together. People all around had grabbed rocks, food , and plates.
Ugo was confused at what was happening. A man dressed in a uniform that wasn't from this place had a paper out and began to read out loud. "You John Roderick Salmon are hear by executed for raising your hand against the great God." The people roared , but his father only gave Ugo a smile. For the first time Ugo began to cry as he moved his way toward the bamboo sticks before him. The next reading was for his uncle, then his aunt. All of them were being executed just for making plans about going against the God. Ugo banged his head against the bamboo sticks to get free. Before he could make them snap his father shot him yet another glare, but this glare wasn't for disappointment ,but fear. His eyes said to stop, sit back. Ugo gritted his teeth as he kicked the bamboo cage away. Getting to his knees, he ran over , his head first pushing the man away.
The guard hissed as he stood to his feet. Ugo crawled over and began to rip at their bonds. Trying to hold back his tears he was able to set his father free, and his aunt. Before he could reach his uncle he was pulled by the hair and yanked back. Wincing his father had already ran toward the shack, while his aunt tried to help release his uncle. desperately trying to get free, Ugo heard two gunshots . Opening his eyes his aunt had fallen limp onto his uncle, while his uncle fell to the side. Screaming Ugo kicked, but was knocked out. 10 hours later Ugo find himself in a dark cell with no light, no bars, no sense of life. Ugo began to yell for help as he kicked against he doors for what he thought was weeks. In the end Ugo was laying on his side in the dark cell room. The only thing that made him feel warm was the headsets and gas mask they left with him.
Sergeant Sass
Team Skittles Sergeant
Name: Malakai Tchosan
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Birthplace (Check the map): Devidia
Personality:
Malakai is very solemn and he rarely, if ever, smiles as an expression of happiness. Due to his father’s betrayal, Malakai doesn’t trust anyone and due to the fact that his one love died, Malakai will not admit to caring for anyone. Regardless of these two fatal flaws, Malakai still interacts with people and he is willing to work with other people to accomplish tasks to an extent. Malakai isn’t the kind of person to plan things out well in advance although he listens to plans if they are proposed by others. He understands the value that other people can have so he tends not to be reckless or selfish especially when other people are involved.
Malakai, after leaving home, spent a lot of time roaming through wilds. Granted, they weren’t very intact wilds due to the god king’s destructive tendencies, but they became a sort of home to him. Malakai would rather be alone in the forests than be with other people although this isn’t a desire he is likely to voice to other people.
Weaknesses (five or more):
- Not very trusting
- Afraid to care for anyone
- Stubborn
- Loyalty to the god king was ingrained into him so he is still working on ignoring it
- Strong sense of guilt
- Lack of social intelligence: he is not anti-social by any means but he doesn’t always have the best social etiquette
Strengths (five or more):
- Strong and trained fighter
- Willing to talk with anyone
- Very strong survival instincts
- Social connections: his father was a well-known commander in the god king’s army so his name is known; it is thought by the public that his mother murdered his father because he was never home and so Malakai can still access these connections without trouble
- Respectful of elders and superiors: having been raised with a military father, this was something he learned early on very quickly
Passive ability: Thermal Resistance
Appearance:
History:
Malakai actually had a normal childhood for the most part. He was the only son of a family who intensely supported the god king. His father was a commander in his military and his mother had no complaints of his father’s long absences because she too believes in the god king. When Malakai’s father was home, which was maybe once every two years or so, his father trained him in the ways of combat. He learned to use knives, to fire a pistol, to hunt with a bow. There was no fighting skill that was deemed too old by his father for him to pass down to his son. Malakai excelled at the skills which his father taught him and he eventually came to look forward to his father’s permanent return home although he was unaware that it would likely never happen. Eventually, his father realized how much his son missed their lessons and he hired a trainer for his son so that at the very least, Malakai could continue his fighting lessons.
Malakai’s life slowly began to move away from his family when he met a girl named Keslyn. She was a beautiful noble girl and he very quickly came to enjoy spending time with her. Keslyn enjoyed his company as well although the one oddity with her was that she refused to meet Malakai’s family. Malakai began spending less and less time home with his mom to be with her and his mom didn’t seem to mind – her boy needed to grow up sooner or later. On the night that Malakai confessed his love to Keslyn, she decided to tell him the truth. Her family was involved with a rebel faction and she could never be with him simply because his family remained loyal to the god king and she didn’t want to force Malakai to keep secrets from his own family. Malakai proclaimed that he didn’t care and he continued to see her although she never returned his proclamation of love.
One day, unexpectedly, his father came home unannounced and he found him with Keslyn. Malakai’s father recognized her face immediately and he informed the god king of her family’s location – they were well known rebels and such a thing was his duty. Malakai went to his father upon his betrayal and spoke with him of his love for Keslyn, but he failed to get through to his father. Malakai was forced to watch as Keslyn and her family were brutally beaten and murdered in the center of town.
Malakai decided that if his father could betray him, he would betray his father. That night, while his family slept, he snuck into his father’s room and stuck a kitchen knife in his throat. He stole all of his father’s weaponry (a pair of dual wielding daggers and a pistol) and left home. Malakai has no idea what has happened to his mother since then and he doesn’t care. In reality, it was his mother who was blamed for his father’s murder and she has since been killed. He seeks to find a rebel group and join them, intent on carrying out what Keslyn no longer can.
Other information (this is optional): Malakai wears a single glass rose pin on his shirt. It had been Keslyn’s and before she died she gave it to him.
Age: 22
Gender: Male
Birthplace (Check the map): Devidia
Personality:
Malakai is very solemn and he rarely, if ever, smiles as an expression of happiness. Due to his father’s betrayal, Malakai doesn’t trust anyone and due to the fact that his one love died, Malakai will not admit to caring for anyone. Regardless of these two fatal flaws, Malakai still interacts with people and he is willing to work with other people to accomplish tasks to an extent. Malakai isn’t the kind of person to plan things out well in advance although he listens to plans if they are proposed by others. He understands the value that other people can have so he tends not to be reckless or selfish especially when other people are involved.
Malakai, after leaving home, spent a lot of time roaming through wilds. Granted, they weren’t very intact wilds due to the god king’s destructive tendencies, but they became a sort of home to him. Malakai would rather be alone in the forests than be with other people although this isn’t a desire he is likely to voice to other people.
Weaknesses (five or more):
- Not very trusting
- Afraid to care for anyone
- Stubborn
- Loyalty to the god king was ingrained into him so he is still working on ignoring it
- Strong sense of guilt
- Lack of social intelligence: he is not anti-social by any means but he doesn’t always have the best social etiquette
Strengths (five or more):
- Strong and trained fighter
- Willing to talk with anyone
- Very strong survival instincts
- Social connections: his father was a well-known commander in the god king’s army so his name is known; it is thought by the public that his mother murdered his father because he was never home and so Malakai can still access these connections without trouble
- Respectful of elders and superiors: having been raised with a military father, this was something he learned early on very quickly
Passive ability: Thermal Resistance
Appearance:
History:
Malakai actually had a normal childhood for the most part. He was the only son of a family who intensely supported the god king. His father was a commander in his military and his mother had no complaints of his father’s long absences because she too believes in the god king. When Malakai’s father was home, which was maybe once every two years or so, his father trained him in the ways of combat. He learned to use knives, to fire a pistol, to hunt with a bow. There was no fighting skill that was deemed too old by his father for him to pass down to his son. Malakai excelled at the skills which his father taught him and he eventually came to look forward to his father’s permanent return home although he was unaware that it would likely never happen. Eventually, his father realized how much his son missed their lessons and he hired a trainer for his son so that at the very least, Malakai could continue his fighting lessons.
Malakai’s life slowly began to move away from his family when he met a girl named Keslyn. She was a beautiful noble girl and he very quickly came to enjoy spending time with her. Keslyn enjoyed his company as well although the one oddity with her was that she refused to meet Malakai’s family. Malakai began spending less and less time home with his mom to be with her and his mom didn’t seem to mind – her boy needed to grow up sooner or later. On the night that Malakai confessed his love to Keslyn, she decided to tell him the truth. Her family was involved with a rebel faction and she could never be with him simply because his family remained loyal to the god king and she didn’t want to force Malakai to keep secrets from his own family. Malakai proclaimed that he didn’t care and he continued to see her although she never returned his proclamation of love.
One day, unexpectedly, his father came home unannounced and he found him with Keslyn. Malakai’s father recognized her face immediately and he informed the god king of her family’s location – they were well known rebels and such a thing was his duty. Malakai went to his father upon his betrayal and spoke with him of his love for Keslyn, but he failed to get through to his father. Malakai was forced to watch as Keslyn and her family were brutally beaten and murdered in the center of town.
Malakai decided that if his father could betray him, he would betray his father. That night, while his family slept, he snuck into his father’s room and stuck a kitchen knife in his throat. He stole all of his father’s weaponry (a pair of dual wielding daggers and a pistol) and left home. Malakai has no idea what has happened to his mother since then and he doesn’t care. In reality, it was his mother who was blamed for his father’s murder and she has since been killed. He seeks to find a rebel group and join them, intent on carrying out what Keslyn no longer can.
Other information (this is optional): Malakai wears a single glass rose pin on his shirt. It had been Keslyn’s and before she died she gave it to him.
Daniel Reaving
Thirty Thousand Club
Name: shi
Age: 17
Gender: male
Birthplace (Check the map): ari
Personality: loyal, serious, hard for people to open him up to see the soft sweet kid that has been hiden away by his so called father
Weaknesses (five or more): doesn't know how to act in society, doesn't show very much emotion, hateful, only wants to make his father proud,
Strengths (five or more): loyal,caring, worries easily, determined to finish the task assigned
Passive ability (pick one): inhanced strength
Appearance:
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History: (At least 2 paragraphs)
He was once part of the rebellion until he had been captured and experimented on. Leaving him forever changed. They had erased his memory as insurance before the so called God dicided to take him in. As his son and turning him into a master assasin.
The torturing had given him a hate for the rebelles and turned his skills against them.
Other information (this is optional): has randome flashes of his previous self making him scream and panic
Age: 17
Gender: male
Birthplace (Check the map): ari
Personality: loyal, serious, hard for people to open him up to see the soft sweet kid that has been hiden away by his so called father
Weaknesses (five or more): doesn't know how to act in society, doesn't show very much emotion, hateful, only wants to make his father proud,
Strengths (five or more): loyal,caring, worries easily, determined to finish the task assigned
Passive ability (pick one): inhanced strength
Appearance:
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History: (At least 2 paragraphs)
He was once part of the rebellion until he had been captured and experimented on. Leaving him forever changed. They had erased his memory as insurance before the so called God dicided to take him in. As his son and turning him into a master assasin.
The torturing had given him a hate for the rebelles and turned his skills against them.
Other information (this is optional): has randome flashes of his previous self making him scream and panic
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Phantom King
Just call me Mugen.
Caspian Collins
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Birthplace: The Isle of Ai, Lina Sea
Personality:
Caspian is a hyper person with a sadistic twist on some things. His dark humour sometimes unnecessary but he finds them as good as any. Growing up on Ai he had a well lavished life things weren't too bad aside from his abusive drunk of a father. This is what shaped him to be more venomous to others, often speaking with a spiteful tone if not coated in the sweet succulent sarcasm sauce. His mind is a place he became afraid of through his years of life for what the hyper-active void always conjured up, and the worst part is he can't escape it.
Weaknesses:
-Distrusting
-Stubborn
-Easily Angered
-Instigator
-Adrenaline Junkie
-Doesn't second guess his actions
Strengths:
-No hesistation "Balls deep or not at all" -Shadowsrein in terms of ganking, LoL
-Unorthodox Fighter
-Even more unorthodox thinker
-He is extremely loyal if it can be gained
-His Hyperness often allows him to overwhelm others.
Passive ability: Accelerated Though Process
History:
Born to a grieving father, as his own birth was the cause of his mothers death. Her body simply couldn't take it and she passed away at the giving of his birth. He grew up without much real love from his father after the age of five, from there on it was trial and error with everything he did. With this he discovered he was a kleptomaniac often stealing things without real intention, his favored things to steal are little doo-dads and nick nacks. "Caspian the Catpurse" is what the local shop keepers called him through his years of successful snatches.
But with his unsuccessful use of the five finger discount he discovered what else his deftly swift hands were good for. Fighting. Caspian had discovered he was adept in hand to hand combat, and with this he acquired a pair of knuckle dusters not a few weeks later a plan now forming in his mind. He was going to strike back at his father for all of those fateful nights of abuse. The verbal bashing..the physical thrashing..the ****** now it was time for him to stand up the the bastard.
Two weeks before his sixteenth birthday came the perfect time. The island had come under siege by mother nature a violent storm had come crashing through stomping out the lives of some but not Caspians father, no that was his job this night. Caspian arrived home drenched in water in his normsl attire of black loose shorts hands in his pockets and was met with a bellowing scream that carried his name. Then his father came around the corner catching himself on the wall screaming incoherent threats before throwing whatever was in his hand at Caspian. This case it was a bottle, and it missed its mark due to Caspian moving his to the side to avoid it. Now stood the two one shrouded in malice intent the other in a drunken rage that only raised due to the now dirty floor.
His father charged Caspian grabbing him by the hair and punching him visciously in the nose bringing and instant stream of tears to the rim of his eyes. Caspian held them back the best he could and glared at the man as his hands fished around his pockets sinking into the holes of the cold steel that was his knuckle dusters. Then with a blur of his right hand came the snapping of tooth on tooth and groan of a middle-ahed man before s THUNK was essily heard. Caspian then placed his knees into the shoulders of his unconsious father and began pounding away with a mixture of tears and laughter before all that was left was skull fragments and flesh.
The next morning Cadpian woke up on the floor to the stench of blood and start of decay. He came to find his father how he left him last night before and just stared for a few moments his cyan eyes blank of emotion. Then came the pounding on his door, the islands people would normslly go and check for casualties sfter each storm Caspian had forgotten this fact snd now stood blank at the door locked in place barely able to breath. Another series of pounding echoed of the door but the pounding in Caspians heart was so much louder that he didn't even hear it. Suddenly the door was on the floor crunching in glass and was the shocked face of a man with two behind him in a similiar fashion gawking at Caspian standing over his father. His trail was swift snd quick which resulted him in being shipped off into Lysia to be held in prison.
Other information: Put me in wherever coach. He has a larger pain threshold from the constant beatings.
(Did it on ipad sorry for mistakes)
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Fujiwara Tadayoshi
The Demonic Blood Dragon
Name: Krahdos Dragoshin
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Eros, Orjan
Personality: Krahdos is seen as somewhat a friendly guy, able to make friends with others easily. He is rarely seen alone, There are two sides to Krahdos, He may have a very friendly exterior. but deep down lurks a dark evil, vying to consume his heart and extinguish the light from his eyes, He often wrestles to control his emotions, Not wanting to show people the darkness that lurks under the surface. He is not quick to anger, but people have learned its not best to get onto his bad side. Krahdos has two great loves in his life his friends and adventuring. The mere thought of an adventure sends him into a childlike state of excitement.
Weaknesses: Lacks Combat Training, Lacks higher education, Sudden bouts of pain in his side from old wound, His Emotional State, Slightly Unstable
Strengths: Excellent Vision, Quick Learner, Brave, Adaptable, Charismatic, Persuasive, Hand Eye Coordination, Agile
Passive ability: Enhanced Vision
Appearance:
History: Krahdos was born in Eros to a slightly impoverished family, on the brink of losing their home. His parents did the best the could for him as he grew up, managing to send him to school for a time, until they later died in a house fire, with no other known family, Krahdos spent the rest of his childhood living on the street, unable to afford to go to school he took up learning new things, such as how to steal food without anyone noticing, how to escape people giving chase, he was not a strong kid, but he made up for it in agility and intellect. being able to learn things faster than most kids on the street and able to climb walls and evade people with ease, His childhood was filed with stealing and losing his friends when they would be caught by patrolmen mid theft. he never knew what happened to them, all he knew is that they were never seen again. Growing up most of his life alone left a deep psychological scar on him, which led him to develop a second personality, that of which is more darker and more filled with malice than the cheery kid who loves to have fun and go on adventures
As he left childhood behind, Krahdos's exceptional ability to adapt and to pick things up quickly landed him a simple job delivering objects around the city, from letters to small crates of food to people. as he grew he became more and more proficient at befriending people and persuading them, he slowly built up a large group of friends whom he would travel around with, often getting mixed up in fights with others who threatened his friends, which led to him getting stabbed in his side, thankfully it didn't it anything vital, although it does give him difficulty at times, sometimes hurting for no apparent reason. Krahdos's eyesight is second to none, he is able to pick up subtle changes in things lengths ahead of others. which allows him to spot trouble or even pick off things with precision. Which he honed to almost perfection
When he turned 16 he left behind the job that had taken care of him for 6 years of his life and struck out on his own, to see the world and to adventure, he felt the calling of the world. and he had to answer it. He met many people and made many friends in his travels around Orjan, taking odd jobs now and then to pay for things he needed, Krahdos always returned to Eros to his hometown, to see what had changed. but he never stayed long and often left for more adventures, hoping to see the rest of the world.
That was until one fateful encounter changed everything in his life, Now imprisoned and with no hope of escape in sight, Krahdos would spend his days in prison, staring out the window, there he will remain for two years, till he was 18. that was until he escaped...
(And now the RP for Krahdos begins)
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Birthplace: Eros, Orjan
Personality: Krahdos is seen as somewhat a friendly guy, able to make friends with others easily. He is rarely seen alone, There are two sides to Krahdos, He may have a very friendly exterior. but deep down lurks a dark evil, vying to consume his heart and extinguish the light from his eyes, He often wrestles to control his emotions, Not wanting to show people the darkness that lurks under the surface. He is not quick to anger, but people have learned its not best to get onto his bad side. Krahdos has two great loves in his life his friends and adventuring. The mere thought of an adventure sends him into a childlike state of excitement.
Weaknesses: Lacks Combat Training, Lacks higher education, Sudden bouts of pain in his side from old wound, His Emotional State, Slightly Unstable
Strengths: Excellent Vision, Quick Learner, Brave, Adaptable, Charismatic, Persuasive, Hand Eye Coordination, Agile
Passive ability: Enhanced Vision
Appearance:
History: Krahdos was born in Eros to a slightly impoverished family, on the brink of losing their home. His parents did the best the could for him as he grew up, managing to send him to school for a time, until they later died in a house fire, with no other known family, Krahdos spent the rest of his childhood living on the street, unable to afford to go to school he took up learning new things, such as how to steal food without anyone noticing, how to escape people giving chase, he was not a strong kid, but he made up for it in agility and intellect. being able to learn things faster than most kids on the street and able to climb walls and evade people with ease, His childhood was filed with stealing and losing his friends when they would be caught by patrolmen mid theft. he never knew what happened to them, all he knew is that they were never seen again. Growing up most of his life alone left a deep psychological scar on him, which led him to develop a second personality, that of which is more darker and more filled with malice than the cheery kid who loves to have fun and go on adventures
As he left childhood behind, Krahdos's exceptional ability to adapt and to pick things up quickly landed him a simple job delivering objects around the city, from letters to small crates of food to people. as he grew he became more and more proficient at befriending people and persuading them, he slowly built up a large group of friends whom he would travel around with, often getting mixed up in fights with others who threatened his friends, which led to him getting stabbed in his side, thankfully it didn't it anything vital, although it does give him difficulty at times, sometimes hurting for no apparent reason. Krahdos's eyesight is second to none, he is able to pick up subtle changes in things lengths ahead of others. which allows him to spot trouble or even pick off things with precision. Which he honed to almost perfection
When he turned 16 he left behind the job that had taken care of him for 6 years of his life and struck out on his own, to see the world and to adventure, he felt the calling of the world. and he had to answer it. He met many people and made many friends in his travels around Orjan, taking odd jobs now and then to pay for things he needed, Krahdos always returned to Eros to his hometown, to see what had changed. but he never stayed long and often left for more adventures, hoping to see the rest of the world.
That was until one fateful encounter changed everything in his life, Now imprisoned and with no hope of escape in sight, Krahdos would spend his days in prison, staring out the window, there he will remain for two years, till he was 18. that was until he escaped...
(And now the RP for Krahdos begins)