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----------------------------------------------------------------------------Ryota Cross
You tend to LEAD me DOWN the wrong PATH
You tend to LEAD me DOWN the wrong PATH
&&- Cross, Ryo
&&- - Bi-sexual. What? I'm open minded.
&&- - - December 17th; Sagittarius; 22
&&- - - - What other could I be but the Knight in Dulled Armor?
i dub thee king of the wicked loyal dogs
» s p e c i a l p o w e r s ✖ Special powers? That’s a good question. A power he can use consciously is simple. He can fuse objects into his own skin. It saves space and he never really ever needs a bag to hold equipment. How useful is that? Well, as boring as that may seem, it has saved Cross’ life countless times. He tends to fuse his weapons into his arm for extreme easy access. It also effectively hides the fact that he can fight, though his appearance could give it away in an instant. Not everyone is bright though. The best part about it is the fact that the item appears instantaneously with a blue light. As for subconscious abilities that appear when he’s in danger or unconscious? Well, there are two… A protective white shield will appear when he’s either on the brink of death or being attacked when he’s unconscious. He doesn’t even know why but almost nothing can penetrate it. If it was hit by a strong enough power, it would shatter. The second subconscious ability he has is also very simple. It increases his rate of healing. So he can heal all kinds of injuries faster than normal others of his own kind or most other kinds. But he can’t grow back limbs… Which is rather unfortunate.
» w e a p o n s ✖ Well, well, well. Now to his favorite subject. He may be trained to use everything, but he only has three weapons. The main weapon he uses is his Katana. It was a customary design he had especially made to his liking with a beautiful royal blue Chinese dragon carved into the black blade. It’s balance is superb and is as light as a feather to him. The hilt is normal and the magnificent blade is covered by a scabbard that is metal as well. It is as strong as the Katana itself and serves as his second weapon in battle. He does not always aim to kill, therefore the does not always require a sharp weapon. His third weapon is always in plain sight to see. His right arm always has a claw gauntlet on that could easily rip through flesh and wood. The steel it’s made from is mixed with titanium and much heavier than it looks.
» g e n d e r ✖ Isn't it obvious? Guess not... Well, he's equiped with male parts, much to the disappointment of some.
» c l o t h i n g ✖ Hmmm… That’s something Cross doesn’t normally care about at all. But impressions were important to society right? Despite his apathetic nature he will dress according to occasion. It is his only way to remotely try and fit in after all. Normally he dresses in his short tight black top that completely exposes his stomach. He’s so confident in his skills that he doesn’t bother to wear full body armor like normal knights. He also constantly has a large metal shackle around his neck with a short chain still attached. It symbolizes his loyalty to a certain master. But only one. His gauntlet is of course never removed in public and to complete his normal outfit, he wears black leggings, extremely short shorts and what resembles a skirt with slits that reach the top of his thighs. This is what he finds most comfortable to fight in but he’s not completely without armor. His shoes are steel and he does have shoulder armor equipped most of the time. When he is expected to dress rather well and politely, he has a formal form of his usual comfortable clothes. It is long sleeved, black and much resembles a suit though in his own style. With this he actually wears proper pants that match and steel toed black boots that match rather well. But when he simply wants to relax, he has an old style Japanese Yucatan he likes to wear.
» a p p e a r a n c e ✖ Unlike his clothing, he actually cares about things like this. Amazing, no? Well, he loves his hair. It is extraordinarily long, all the way down to his ankles. The top part is well layered and spikes naturally for some strange reason. Either way, it’s always silky smooth and clean. He bleached the bottom layer blonde with some of the tips. The rest of his hair is kept neatly in those long ponytails that the Chinese and Japanese did long ago. Two to be exact. It just makes him feel pleasant and free in his own way to keep his hair long. In a way it represents his own little bit of limits. The second thing one would most likely notice about cross is his crimson eyes. They always seem dull or cruel. Never filled with happiness for they reflect his inner feelings almost all of the time. Though not many actually realize that he does not hide emotions he really doesn’t have. His fair skin that contradicted his eyes were probably one of the most notable things. It just made him seem more like a woman really. But his slim muscled appearance told people otherwise. But you had to get close to notice since he had a rather small figure. If he were a woman, he would be considered petite. Besides all of that, he’s a whopping six foot one. Not really tall but not short. He always seems to be giving off a frown of some sort too. If he does smile, it’s normally sinister and sadistically amused. There never really is a reason for him to smile kindly unless it was to a special someone but that person did not exist yet. Or rather, anymore. As attractive as he is, he has this strange feature about him that seems to keep others away through either mistrust or intimidation. Oh, and before it is forgotten, he has tattoos on his body in several places.
» e x t r a f u n ✖ Cross is blind in his left eye but it rarely hinders him. He has a large scar on his back from a betrayal and the arm he wears his guantlet on. Well... It's actually just the guantlet. He lost his arm. But that really doesn't bother him. He sees it as a life lesson to always remember no matter what.
love? well I love biting into power at the core.
» l o v e s ✖
~ H A R D C A N D Y - He will do a lot for his favorite hard sweets. His sweet tooth doesn't rule his life though. That is actually what is so surprising to him himself.
~ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly his favorite kind of food. If anything, he wished he could eat this and only this for the rest of his life. Just dangle this in front of him and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from him.
~ B L O O D - Pretty simple. He just likes the smell, taste and feel of the liquid that gives people life. To him, it feels like power.
~ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - This is actually supposed to be a secret. He just can't help himself. It's probably one of his few weaknesses. Blackmail is always possible if you knew his secret fetish for these cute and cudly toys.
~ B A T T L E - It just makes him feel alive. He can't find anything quite as exciting as this at present.
~ W O L V E S - He just thinks they're a better symbol for loyalty and trust. Things he wished he still had for others.
~ M O O N L I G H T S T R O L L S - Yes, he loves the night. It is all he really does that can relax him on a boring day.
» h a t e s ✖
~ B I T T E R F O O D S - He just can't stand anything that didn't have a nice taste like candy. So he likes to avoid most vegetables.
~ S P I D E R S - They simply disgust him. he can't stand the sight of such creatures and kills them immediately should he ever come across them.
~ C A T S - They bother him. Mainly since he's allergic to cats.
~ I D I O T S - Must I explain? They're too annoying for someone with Cross' personality.
~ H O T W E A T H E R - He was born and raised in winter weather. It's no wonder he hates the opposite.
~ H A P P Y C O U P L E S - It reminds him far too much of his past so he can't even stand the sight of them. But he won't bother them. Just leave the area.
» p e r s o n a l i t y ✖
Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Cross certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes killing people so easy for him. Watching other die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. So people know better than to upset him. Such is the obvious of this particular knight. But is that really all?Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing
Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. But no amount of it would ever reach a jesters. Thank the gods for that. But he does like to partake in torturing his victims. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. Seeing them writhe in pain and begging for death is what he lives for on the battlefield. The sadistic part of Cross feeds off of their eternal torment. Or rather, he makes it seem like eternity. It was too bad in some ways that he couldn’t be as bad as a jester. Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions in travel. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Cross will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Cross, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for besides his fighting abilities. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Cross himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.
Rebellious; Obedient; Shady
Ah yes… The two most contradictory emotions Cross possesses. It is rather funny really how he can be both. Yes. He is obedient to the core. To his one master that has earned his complete trust and loyalty, he will do anything. And he’d do anything for what he wanted as well. The person that has earned his trust to this particular point of obedience is none other than Nils. Though Cross refuses to let that be known. Or he just hasn’t had the time to let it be known since he’s always somewhere else. Suppose that’s the rebellious part of him. He doesn’t want to be some kind or obedient dog yet he knew he was one. With futile attempts, he has tried to do his best to live his life the way he wishes. But always returning to the side of his master with reports that are mandatory for someone whom always has something to hide. That’s right. He never reveals anything about himself unless he thinks it to be absolutely necessary or ordered to by one of the two masters. But why would they even bother right? He just had to worry about to other people in the world. Remaining in the shadows and as uncharted territory is something he has been working to keep for many years. Therefore he appears to be untrustworthy in many ways and other find it even harder to see him as someone they could trust to do anything for them. Even if he has taken a role he never expected to have once before.
» b i o g r a p h y ✖
Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.
A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a humble cottage, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on family secrets before passing away. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that no one knew the father had. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Ryota. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.
But she did.
Ryota Cross was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, they weren’t royalty or some rich bunch of people. They were normal people living somewhat normal lives. His father was a scholar so he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he and to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible. It was second nature to Ryota though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Ryota. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial.
The year before he was eighteen, his father finally died.
>>Change is always inevitable<<
Following in his father’s footsteps, he had become a scholar at a very young age. Many doubted his knowledge but were constantly proven wrong. In the years he had made few friends. But he was still the same even after losing all of his family. This all changed when something happened. He had a fiancé that was in the military. His one and only reason for living. She was in the military and a squirmiest started near where they lived, Because of Nel, he was able to learn how to fight, therefore he could easily protect himself against anything that could harm him human wise. But one day, he was alone at the house. Doing some studying up on ancient ruins he had limited knowledge on and needed to know more about for a client. But it was a horrible night for him. He hadn’t even noticed the one person that mattered most to him. The one person he had never expected to betray him in the slightest. No. Ryota didn’t know his fiancé was sent to kill him until she slashed him across the back with a dagger. It was then that it dawned on him. She was always asking him for the secrets that he could never tell her. It seemed her patients had run oh so very thin. “This is your fault! If you had just told me those secrets…” She trailed off with teary eyes. She still cared for him, but an order was an order for a soldier. “You would kill me…?” he asked her as he got up carefully, in a great amount of pain. He starred at her with hard eyes, yet still sending the message that he didn’t want to hurt her.
She never answered him. Her action were far louder than any words she could ever say to him right at that moment. Nothing more was needed for Ryota in answer. It was then that he finally let go of the hate and insecurity he had always been hiding his entire life. He took the katana blade off of the wall beside him and stood up straight. She had prepared to attack him, he did the same. No. He refused to die here. When she attacked, he parried and the sound of clanging metal could be heard from his small home. In the middle of their little arguement, another entered the room. Someone he himself knew. They both stopped when he entered and Ryota's face grew into a deeper scowl, if that were even possible. The man was once a close friend but was none other than a theif that wanted the secrets he held. So he was willing to use his own fiance to get it? Wanting to lash out at something, he threw the katana at the man. It was deflected by Nel. That was just how it was. "So it was you all along?" he asked. His voice was icy and strong despite how weak he fealt from the blood gushing from his wounded back. "You should have told her those secrets. Then you two could have lived happily together." The man laughed. "Finish him off." If he couldn't have the secrets then no one else could either. Nel paused for a minute. She was crying full force now and shook her head in response. She had truly fallen in love with Ryota and could not bare to lose him. "Useless girl!" the man shouted and lifted a pistol to her head. Just as he was about to pull the trigger, Nel was flying for the ground. The sound of a shot was heard and the heavy thud of Ryota's body hit the floor soon after Nel's. He gave her one last smile before he drew his last breath.
Over and done,
>>>>>> Yet still around for more…
Waking up in hell was never a surprise. Ryota knew he was good and gone for all eternity. It wasn’t like he was ever expecting to go to heaven. No. He was too horrible a person at heart to do such a thing. He got up and looked around. There seemed to be those beings of lore around there to welcome him. He ignored them and decided to explore all on his own. That was when his life in the underworld started. When it would end, he never knew but as the time passed, he soon learned of the ways in this world. He became strong and learned that he was classified as a knight spirit. Though he didn’t find out why until much later. Not caring how long he had been down there, he liked his life after death. It was everything he thought it should be. There were absolutely no worries. But soon strange things began to happen. Those that once were, were no more. Where were they disappearing to? But as his personality developed into that of a cold-hearted b*****d, he just stopped caring and worried about nothing except becoming stronger.
But all of that fell down the drain. He was summoned back to earth and brought back to life once more merely to protect the two masters, Nils and Aik. He was pissed off about all of that but he could live with it. Readjusting back to his life as a human, he found later on that he had retained his abilities he had when he was dead. That caused him to be a bit more accepting of the situation. But not very much. He served under the two for several years. But the main person he served was Nils. They never actually spoke all that often but it was enough for Ryota to gain respect for Nils. More so since that was whom he received most orders from directly. He became loyal without realizing it and would do almost anything for the man. Taking his own life was probably one of the few exceptions he had in that case. But that never stopped the feelings of rebellion in his own soul. He couldn’t stand the world that was being made and joined a group of others that wished to rebel as well. He never let it slide that he was one of those that caused problems but he loved making plans for operations. Though he never actually took credit for any of it. He found the human girl a bit annoying how she always seemed to try and take over though. She was far too bossy but he held his tongue.
my music is my hot hot inner self
» s i n g t o m e ✖ Be my escape
» r e p e a t t h i s a l w a y s ✖
This one LAST bullet you mention
It my one last shot at Redemption
'Cause i know to LIVE,
You must GIVE your life away.
» c o l o r m y r a i n b o w ✖ The vast beautiful steel blue sea and the wondrous trickle of silver rain.
» o h m y ! ✖ Reaping_Chaos137
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➳BASICS✖
✖I was deemed✖
Cyan Souji
✖I've counted the days...✖
19
✖I'm equiped with✖
Duh! MALE parts stupid. Couldn't you tell?
✖My preferrence✖
Heh. He's a bit more open minded than he seems. He's BI-SEXUAL.
✖This is what I do...✖
He would have been in college by now but it's obvious why he's not. Instead he is the Lost Soul in the PFM. His job is simple. Create plans and give information to the category zero as needed. There is no other reason he can think of for living.
➳MY COMPLICATIONS✖
✖It's not so normal...✖
Clairvoyancy. He can see the future at will most of the time. But there are always those few times when he can't get his abilities to work. It normally doesn't work when he's in crowded areas or when he's in the middle of an uncomfortable place. The ability itself is useful though it can not be used as an offensive power like most of the others. Still, the power uses a lot of energy and if he uses it too much he'll pass out. If he doesn't pass out through sheer will power, he could continue to use it but that would put his own life in danger.
✖So explains me...✖
Ha ha ha. Yea. he has no ability to fight with his powers but in order to make up for it, he can fight with a weapon. he was born in Japan so he studied ancient arts and is very good at fighting with his hands. But he does wear a metal gauntlet that very much resembles a claw. It acts as a claw as well. If he needs to, he'll use it to shred his enemies to peices but the problem is getting close enough to do so. But he rarely has a problem with such things. Because he doesn't normally enter battle. That wasn't his job. All he had to do was give direction to others if they needed it with his ability.
✖When summoned✖
Unlike his clothing, he actually cares about things like this. Amazing, no? Well, he loves his hair. It is extraordinarily long, all the way down to his ankles. The top part is well layered and spikes naturally for some strange reason. Either way, it’s always silky smooth and clean. He bleached the bottom layer blonde with some of the tips. The rest of his hair is kept neatly in those long ponytails that the Chinese and Japanese did long ago. Two to be exact. It just makes him feel pleasant and free in his own way to keep his hair long. In a way it represents his own little bit of limits. The second thing one would most likely notice about cross is his crimson eyes. They always seem dull or cruel. Never filled with happiness for they reflect his inner feelings almost all of the time. Though not many actually realize that he does not hide emotions he really doesn’t have. His fair skin that contradicted his eyes were probably one of the most notable things. It just made him seem more like a woman really. But his slim muscled appearance told people otherwise. But you had to get close to notice since he had a rather small figure. If he were a woman, he would be considered petite. Besides all of that, he’s a whopping six foot one. Not really tall but not short. He always seems to be giving off a frown of some sort too. If he does smile, it’s normally sinister and sadistically amused. There never really is a reason for him to smile kindly unless it was to a special someone but that person did not exist yet. Or rather, anymore. As attractive as he is, he has this strange feature about him that seems to keep others away through either mistrust or intimidation. Oh, and before it is forgotten, he has tattoos on his body in several places.
✖The more the merrier✖
➳ L A T E N I G H T W A L K S - They seem to calm him down even though it is very dangerous to be walking around alone. He doesn't care though.
➳ H A R D C A N D Y - He'd do almost anything for his favorite little treats. But they're hard to come by now a days.
➳ W O L V E S - An extinct creature in this new world. But they never fail to amaze him with their team work.
➳ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - A secret he would prefer never to be shared. A good way to blackmail him though.
➳ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly his favorite kind of food. If anything, he wished he could eat this and only this for the rest of his life. Just dangle this in front of him and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from him.
➳ H I S P O W E R - Duh. Is there any wonder why? seeing the future, how awsome id that?
➳ S N A K E S - Heh heh. He just loves how they can slither into almost any secret.
✖It's not so normal...✖
Clairvoyancy. He can see the future at will most of the time. But there are always those few times when he can't get his abilities to work. It normally doesn't work when he's in crowded areas or when he's in the middle of an uncomfortable place. The ability itself is useful though it can not be used as an offensive power like most of the others. Still, the power uses a lot of energy and if he uses it too much he'll pass out. If he doesn't pass out through sheer will power, he could continue to use it but that would put his own life in danger.
✖So explains me...✖
Ha ha ha. Yea. he has no ability to fight with his powers but in order to make up for it, he can fight with a weapon. he was born in Japan so he studied ancient arts and is very good at fighting with his hands. But he does wear a metal gauntlet that very much resembles a claw. It acts as a claw as well. If he needs to, he'll use it to shred his enemies to peices but the problem is getting close enough to do so. But he rarely has a problem with such things. Because he doesn't normally enter battle. That wasn't his job. All he had to do was give direction to others if they needed it with his ability.
✖When summoned✖
Unlike his clothing, he actually cares about things like this. Amazing, no? Well, he loves his hair. It is extraordinarily long, all the way down to his ankles. The top part is well layered and spikes naturally for some strange reason. Either way, it’s always silky smooth and clean. He bleached the bottom layer blonde with some of the tips. The rest of his hair is kept neatly in those long ponytails that the Chinese and Japanese did long ago. Two to be exact. It just makes him feel pleasant and free in his own way to keep his hair long. In a way it represents his own little bit of limits. The second thing one would most likely notice about cross is his crimson eyes. They always seem dull or cruel. Never filled with happiness for they reflect his inner feelings almost all of the time. Though not many actually realize that he does not hide emotions he really doesn’t have. His fair skin that contradicted his eyes were probably one of the most notable things. It just made him seem more like a woman really. But his slim muscled appearance told people otherwise. But you had to get close to notice since he had a rather small figure. If he were a woman, he would be considered petite. Besides all of that, he’s a whopping six foot one. Not really tall but not short. He always seems to be giving off a frown of some sort too. If he does smile, it’s normally sinister and sadistically amused. There never really is a reason for him to smile kindly unless it was to a special someone but that person did not exist yet. Or rather, anymore. As attractive as he is, he has this strange feature about him that seems to keep others away through either mistrust or intimidation. Oh, and before it is forgotten, he has tattoos on his body in several places.
✖The more the merrier✖
➳ L A T E N I G H T W A L K S - They seem to calm him down even though it is very dangerous to be walking around alone. He doesn't care though.
➳ H A R D C A N D Y - He'd do almost anything for his favorite little treats. But they're hard to come by now a days.
➳ W O L V E S - An extinct creature in this new world. But they never fail to amaze him with their team work.
➳ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - A secret he would prefer never to be shared. A good way to blackmail him though.
➳ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly his favorite kind of food. If anything, he wished he could eat this and only this for the rest of his life. Just dangle this in front of him and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from him.
➳ H I S P O W E R - Duh. Is there any wonder why? seeing the future, how awsome id that?
➳ S N A K E S - Heh heh. He just loves how they can slither into almost any secret.
➳WANNA KNOW MORE?✖
✖This is me, deal with it.✖
Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Souji certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes watching people be killed so easy for him. Watching others die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. It's not that he really means to push people away, but he doesn't know how to get close to them. It's just not in his nature. He hates ppeople in general after all.
Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing; Rebellious
Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. He just can't stand to see others happy since he himself has never known happiness. Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. He can't help but feel some kind of joy from another's pain. That's just what being sadistic is all about. There was definately no way around something like that. Especially since he gets to see it all the time. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions in travel. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is. But yet he's very calm most of the time. Maybe it is because of his lack of interest. He doesn’t want to be some kind or obedient dog yet he knew he was one. With futile attempts, he has tried to do his best to live his life the way he wishes. But it had become difficult after a while. Mainly thanks to the organization.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Souji will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Souji, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for since it's about the only effective thing he has. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation all thanks to his ability of course. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Souji himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.
✖How I came to be...?✖
Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.
A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a hospital, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on the family name. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that so many in the world seeked but could not have. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Souji. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.
But she did.
Souji Cyan was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, he was required to do this so he could take over the family name, but he took a special interest in this for some reason. His father was a top notch business man that owned many companies around the world. So he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he and to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible, and how to be the CEO of all the companies. It was second nature to Souji, though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Souji. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial.
The year before he was fifteen, his father finally died.
>>Change is always inevitable<<
Following in his father’s footsteps, he had become a businessman at a very young age. Many doubted his knowledge but were constantly proven wrong. In the years he had made few friends and dealt with the many problems of the organization taking over the world. But he was still the same even after losing all of his family. Many companies fell before the might of this new rule. His in the overtaken countries as well. But the main companies were in Japan and that had remained a free country. With no other choice, he pulled the money from all the other buildings around the world before they were conqured and he is still one of the richest men in the world. That wouldn't change. But now he faced even harder problems. With the world in such chaos, he helped fund the resistence without revealing his abilities. He had discovered them when he was young and had used that to help his father become one of the richest men in the world. But he never told his father.
But that never lasted. People found out about him and began to pester him. the rebellion members especially bothered him over such a trivial matter. When he couldn't take anymore harrassment, he fled into hiding with the companies money. He had a secret villa on a restricted side of mount Fuji and stayed there for several months. But to his misfortune, some of the rebellion members found him. They offered him a deal. When he refused, they resorted to blackmail. This pissed Souji off but he agreed to it. This was the only reason he helped the rebellion by becoming a member. He is still funding it as well though. After a year working with the same people, he had somehow grown attached to them but there was no way in hell he was going to tell them that. So he acted the same way he always did but a little more protective over the others than he used to be.
Now he is working on other things and has become rather shady. Not many find that he is very trustworthy but that hasn't stopped him. he has his own reasons for such an annoying ellusion to the groups questions. He often disappears and reappears in the middle of no where. But he thinks he will tell everyone eventually.
✖Oh, almost forgot✖
Cross is blind in his left eye but it rarely hinders him. He has a large scar on his back from a betrayal and the arm he wears his guantlet on. Well... It's actually just the guantlet. He lost his arm. But that really doesn't bother him. He sees it as a life lesson to always remember no matter what.
✖This is me, deal with it.✖
Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Souji certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes watching people be killed so easy for him. Watching others die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. It's not that he really means to push people away, but he doesn't know how to get close to them. It's just not in his nature. He hates ppeople in general after all.
Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing; Rebellious
Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. He just can't stand to see others happy since he himself has never known happiness. Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. He can't help but feel some kind of joy from another's pain. That's just what being sadistic is all about. There was definately no way around something like that. Especially since he gets to see it all the time. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions in travel. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is. But yet he's very calm most of the time. Maybe it is because of his lack of interest. He doesn’t want to be some kind or obedient dog yet he knew he was one. With futile attempts, he has tried to do his best to live his life the way he wishes. But it had become difficult after a while. Mainly thanks to the organization.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Souji will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Souji, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for since it's about the only effective thing he has. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation all thanks to his ability of course. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Souji himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.
✖How I came to be...?✖
Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.
A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a hospital, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on the family name. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that so many in the world seeked but could not have. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Souji. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.
But she did.
Souji Cyan was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, he was required to do this so he could take over the family name, but he took a special interest in this for some reason. His father was a top notch business man that owned many companies around the world. So he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he and to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible, and how to be the CEO of all the companies. It was second nature to Souji, though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Souji. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial.
The year before he was fifteen, his father finally died.
>>Change is always inevitable<<
Following in his father’s footsteps, he had become a businessman at a very young age. Many doubted his knowledge but were constantly proven wrong. In the years he had made few friends and dealt with the many problems of the organization taking over the world. But he was still the same even after losing all of his family. Many companies fell before the might of this new rule. His in the overtaken countries as well. But the main companies were in Japan and that had remained a free country. With no other choice, he pulled the money from all the other buildings around the world before they were conqured and he is still one of the richest men in the world. That wouldn't change. But now he faced even harder problems. With the world in such chaos, he helped fund the resistence without revealing his abilities. He had discovered them when he was young and had used that to help his father become one of the richest men in the world. But he never told his father.
But that never lasted. People found out about him and began to pester him. the rebellion members especially bothered him over such a trivial matter. When he couldn't take anymore harrassment, he fled into hiding with the companies money. He had a secret villa on a restricted side of mount Fuji and stayed there for several months. But to his misfortune, some of the rebellion members found him. They offered him a deal. When he refused, they resorted to blackmail. This pissed Souji off but he agreed to it. This was the only reason he helped the rebellion by becoming a member. He is still funding it as well though. After a year working with the same people, he had somehow grown attached to them but there was no way in hell he was going to tell them that. So he acted the same way he always did but a little more protective over the others than he used to be.
Now he is working on other things and has become rather shady. Not many find that he is very trustworthy but that hasn't stopped him. he has his own reasons for such an annoying ellusion to the groups questions. He often disappears and reappears in the middle of no where. But he thinks he will tell everyone eventually.
✖Oh, almost forgot✖
Cross is blind in his left eye but it rarely hinders him. He has a large scar on his back from a betrayal and the arm he wears his guantlet on. Well... It's actually just the guantlet. He lost his arm. But that really doesn't bother him. He sees it as a life lesson to always remember no matter what.
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【 Welcome to Wonderland, now please leave. 】 ++++
_____________ The Mad Hatter
Calintz Darkmoore
- ♥ Hi, i'm your special server today, you can call me ➸ - - - — - - -
- Ritz or Cal
- ♥ My day of life was when...?➸ - - - — - - -
- December 17
- ♥ Hmmm...? Now what was that number again? ➸ - - - — - - -
- 22
- ♥ Look and see. It's no secret. ➸ - - - — - - -
- Kinda obvious. I'm definately a guy.
- ♥ Which do you prefer? I'm sure I'll be to your liking... ➸ - - - — - - -
- Straight as an arrow.
- ♥ Will you accept me this way? Or shall I peirce your heart with steel? ➸ - - - — - - -
- Must you always ask such silly questions? I belong to the queen of hearts.
- ♥ Why not come and mingle? ➸ - - - — - - -
- I am the Assassin. Who else could murder so many former heart citizens in the night?
【 DIRTY DETAILS! 】 ++++
d i d n ' t y o u k n o w ? m o n s t e r s g o WOOF! ★++++++
- ♥ Come closer. Your eyes aren't what they used to be. ➸ - - - — - - -
- • Gold
• Black
• 6'1
• Pale white and Formal
- → Me? Hmmm... I would have to say that I dress appropriately for one that serves the queen and princess of hearts. My tastes are rather nice as well. Expensive formal wear normal in the colors of black. That way, you won't be able to see the blood stains. It contrasts with my snow white skin. But if you dare compare me to Snow White, I'll be sure to cut off your head and add t to my collection. Tall and lean. Yes, I may look like a twig to many of you muscle bound morons, but it is merey because I am agile and qute athletically fit. I have no need for muscle when agility is all that matters for my skills. Oh yes, I mustn't forget. My eyes are gold and my hair is black. Don't stare too long though, you may stop breathing and end up in a grave. It really isn't polite to just stand agape in front of someone.
- ♥ How's the cell? Is it to your liking? ➸ - - - — - - -
- Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
You apparently have no clue of who I am... Well, lets see. I'm sure you know the basics so let's get a bit more elaborate with my personality. I am and will most likely always be, and apathetic cold-hearted harsh b*****d. People are dying in the streets? Your mother or father just died? Who cares? I sure as hell don't. My acute case of apathy syndrom keeps me from being able to feel sympathy for others. That is why I make such a great assassin. Feelings are for the weak. So don't expect me to have them. Do the math before profiling me and lumping me in with anyone, kay? Oh yes, I will indeed give you the cold shoulder. I most likely won't even speak with anyone if they don't interest me or if they don't have a use. Don't expect flowered up reports on things from me either. Bluntness runs in my blood. My words have hurt more than one person before. They will hurt many more. But despite this outer appearnace, I do feel this longing for companionship. In otherwords, yes, I am lonely. But I still push others away. So I just might feel this way forever. What more does a murderer like me diserve?
Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing
Heh heh. It's frowned upon isn't it? In some ways, I'm no different from the king of spades. Why? Well, I love to torment my enemies. And in fact, they are the ones that receive this emotion and trait full on. I'm not the nicest person around. If you get in my way, I'll cut you down. Be you man, woman, or child. It makes no difference to me. But you won't get a fast and easy death either. I like to take my time playing with my prey. I am a sadist at heart after all. Nothing gives me more joy than to watch my oponent writhe in pain or beg for their life to be spared. And you don't know how many of them died, still twitching and moaning, crying their eyes out. The scent of their sweet blood as it poured onto the soil and the sweet cries of their agony. Sometimes it's like I live for those moments. But don't get me wrong. I don't kill everyone. I do have those few people that are alive that I like to tease. It's my only real source of entertainment these days.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Are you afraid yet? Ha ha ha. I bet you are. If not, then good for you. Because now comes the less sinister but more surprising aspects of me. My loyalty for the queen runs deep. Despite what she had done. But I can't hate someone I serve s dearly... right? Well, truth be told, I hate the queen of hearts, but I am here most loyal servant. I will not betray her. Why? Well.... that's my secret. Maybe you'll know one day. But you should also know that I lack a strong ability to trust. I will not trust anyone other than myself. But if you do somehow manage to get past my defenses, welcome to my circle of friends. Because then, you won't have to fear me. I'm really quite over-protective when it comes down to that cirlcle. Now in other standars, I am considerd iteligent. Quite so actually. Something I had been working on for years. It's so I cannot fall behind my greates rival. So you could imagine how cocky I really am. Confidence in my abilities are what keeps me in good spirits. But my head can get a little big. Thus I wear a hat to cover it up. And as for kindness? Well, what do you think? Would you call me kind? No one would. Neither would I myself call me kind. But I must admit that I do have these strange episodes where I do care about others and I do act nice. I have been trying to rid myself of such things for years as well. But it tends to elude me...
- ♥ Oh? So you want to here my story? Then sit down in the iron maiden and I shall begin. ➸ - - - — - - -
- Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.
Aren't you tired of hearing about a sinister psychopath like me? Geez... Well, on with my snorefest then. I was born on a very cold winter's night on December 17th. Now they say children born on that day are sweet and kind. And truth be told, so was I. I was born into a loving family that had always wanted me. My given name was and still is, Calintz Darkmoore. My family was a high ranking noble family so you can imagine the wealth I was born into as the only son. But I did have two older sisters. Or rather, two older half sisters. Thier mother had died quite some time ago. And I was my father's illegitimate son. But he loved me all the same. My sisters Mary and Suzane begged to differ. So we never got along. But that is veering off track of things. My mother was a maid and she had had a seret affair with my father whom soon after my birth, decided to marry her. So I became legitimate thanks to that. But you can imagine that two people didn't like that at all. But what could they do when all my father did was dote on me and spend time with me? Where was their chance to do anything at all?
The answer; everywhere.
I grew up a rather spoiled yet happy child. Yes, much different from my current state of mind. But that doesn't change what I was so long ago. I was set to be tutored by the best of them and learned quickly. When I was eight, my mother died. Not so tragic for me. Back then, I was already feeling the affects of my lack of sympathy towards others. But it was more hate than aything that drve me to be silent on the day of her death. Not hate for my mother though. Hate for her murderers. Yes, I knew who they were. I had seen them plan it out day by day after all. My dear older sisters had decided that my mother wasn't well cultured enough to remain in our world. So in order to be rid of her, they poisoned her. I loved poisons. It was a hobby of mine to collect them. So it was easy access. My sisters had stolen a vile of one of my most dangerous poisons. They were hoping to frame me. Too bad they had never had the chance to actually blame it on me. I poisoned them myself.
>>Change is always inevitable<<
From then on I was watched like a hawk. My father feared I too would soon depart for the after life and made sure to confine me in the manor. He refused to let out even if it was only in the garden. He grew obssessed with protecting me, his only heir. And as time passed, I grew fed up and bitter. There was no real reason for him to act like that. But I tolerated it for many years. At least until my father also passd away. Oh don't judge. I wasn't the one that killed him. It was his own tired heart that did it. He died of age and illness that had absolutely nothing to do with me. I wasn't so disturbed at that point that I would venture to kill my own father. My sisters had it coming to them. But back to the story. I was then able to take control of my own estate. From then on, I was forced to be different, but still relatively happy with life. So how did I turn into such a horrible person? Well, the story's not over yet.
When I turned sixteen, I entered service of the queen. Because of my intelligence and witt, I was able to become an advisor at a very young age indeed. Who would have expected an earl like myself to do such a thing? It was through invitation that I accepted the job. Not that I ever aspired to do aything about it. But as time passed, several things happened. Nit picky details of my life and I somehow ended up becoming the queen's assassin. I myself don't quite remember the process at all. It was as if I was implanted with a memory or something. Perhaps the memory was extracted instead? Either way, I had no idea how an advisor became the top assassin. Being that it was me, I became slightly confused but lived with it. But this isn't the life changing matter I was speaking of. This one was just how I bacame what I am. Not who I am. So let's look deeper into my chamber of secrets. So don't tell anyone.
Over and done,
>>>>>> Yet still around for more…
Heh heh... So you lasted this far into the story? I'm sure you're gettingbored by now. But anyway. I was young, and I was seeking what all men my age were. A young woman to share my bed and life. Unlike most men, I found a rare beauty that could accept that I murdered people for a living. Stella was stunning and beautiful. She loved to laugh and smile and cook. The perfect angel. But she was a commoner and the dealings of a noble of my class with a commoner was frowned upon horribly. So it was a secret relationship. We did love eachother. I loved her with all my heart. My now torn and tattered heart that refuses to heal. I eventually proposed to her. She was kind enough to accept and I was going to tell everyone of our relationship. I was a black sheep after all. What else could you expect from me? Nothing other than things out of the ordinary. But before I could announce anything, I was confronted by the queen. She had known about this relationship the entire time. And big surprise, she hadn't approved of it.
She ordered me to behead Stella.
My blood was cursed. It had to be. No one I ever cared about seemed to survive at all. But I refused to kill the one person I held most dear, no matter how obedient and loyal I was to the queen. There were just some things that could not be done. But she was prepared for this. She had the guards take me to the courtyard, where they would be holding a public execution. I already knew about the execution but not of whom they were executing. I found out it was Stella. The queen accused her of treason to the crown. But I knew it was not true. So I did what I could. I pleaded with the queen, but she gave the order to behead my dear love. I could not reach her before the blade descended upon her nape and severed her head from the rest of her body. I grew an indistinguishable flame of hatred for the queen that day. But I still remained loyal. Do you see why it would be so hard to beleive I was still on her side? Heh heh. That hatred changed me though. I bacame distant and cruel. Someone the queen had never expected from someone who was once so laid back... Til this day, I still think she lay awake at night, wondering if I would come to exact revenge on her that night.
【 WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED?! 】 ++++
- ♥ GIVE ME MORE! ➸ - - - — - - -
- ~ H A R D C A N D Y - I will do a lot for my favorite hard sweets. My sweet tooth doesn't rule my life though. That is actually what is so surprising to me myself.
~ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly my favorite kind of food. If anything, I wish I could eat this and only this for the rest of my life. Just dangle this in front of me and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from me.
~ B L O O D - Pretty simple. I just like the smell, taste and feel of the liquid that gives people life. To me, it feels like power.
~ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - This is actually supposed to be a secret. I just can't help myself. It's probably one of my few weaknesses. Blackmail is always possible if you knew my secret fetish for these cute and cudly toys.
~ B A T T L E - It just makes me feel alive. I can't find anything quite as exciting as this at present.
~ W O L V E S - I just think they're a better symbol for loyalty and trust. Things I wish I still had for others.
~ M O O N L I G H T S T R O L L S - Yes, I loves the night. It is all I really do that can relax me on a boring day.
~ T H E Q U E E N O F H E A R T S - Can you blame me? She killed my love.
- ♥ EK! GET IT AWAY! ➸ - - - — - - -
- ~ B I T T E R F O O D S - I just can't stand anything that didn't have a nice taste like candy. So I like to avoid most vegetables.
~ S P I D E R S - They simply disgust me. I can't stand the sight of such creatures and kill them immediately should I ever come across them.
~ C A T S - They bother me. Mainly since I'm allergic to cats.
~ I D I O T S - Must I explain? They're too annoying for someone with my personality.
~ H O T W E A T H E R - I was born and raised in winter weather. It's no wonder I hates the opposite.
~ H A P P Y C O U P L E S - It reminds me far too much of my past so I can't even stand the sight of them. But I won't bother them. Just leave the area.
【 I GUESS IT WON'T HURT... 】 ++++
a r e y o u s u r e y o u d o n ' t w a n t s o m e Cheescake? ★++++++
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- ♥ What i do is this one's fault... ➸ - - - — - - -
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_____________ King of Spades
Azoth Spades
- ♥ hi, i'm your special server today, you can call me ➸ - - - — - - -
- Azzie, assuming you want to die.
- ♥ My day of life was when...?➸ - - - — - - -
- October 31
- ♥ Hmmm...? Now what was that number again? ➸ - - - — - - -
- I'm in my thirties. That's all you need to know.
- ♥ Look and see. It's no secret. ➸ - - - — - - -
- What are you, blind?
- ♥ Which do you prefer? I'm sure I'll be to your liking... ➸ - - - — - - -
- Heterosexual. Definately.
- ♥ Will you accept me this way? Or shall I peirce your heart with steel? [goldenrod]➸ - - - — - - -
- Have you no clue whom you speak to? I am the king of SPADES. What does that tell you? [spades or hearts?]
- ♥ Why not come and mingle? ➸ - - - — - - -
- You did not just ask me that.
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- ♥ Come closer. Your eyes aren't what they used to be. ➸ - - - — - - -
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• 6'5
• Medium frame and fair skin
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- ♥ How's the cell? Is it to your liking? ➸ - - - — - - -
- The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Azoth certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes killing people so easy for him. Watching other die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. So people know better than to upset him. Such is the obvious of this particular Royal. But is that really all?
Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. He does like to partake in torturing his victims. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. Seeing them writhe in pain and begging for death is what he lives for on the battlefield. The sadistic part of Azoth feeds off of their eternal torment. Or rather, he makes it seem like eternity. It was too bad in some ways.... Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions such as the white rabbbit or the chesire cat. His loyal servants. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is.
Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Azoth will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Azoth, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for besides his fighting abilities. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Azoth himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.
- ♥ Oh? So you want to here my story? Then sit down in the iron maiden and I shall begin. ➸ - - - — - - -
- If you truly loved someone » Wouldn't you sacrifice yourself for their well-being.
" Don't do it! " They pleaded. " Get rid of it! " They begged. " It's not worth it! " They tried to reason with the stubborn mother, but with constant fail. The fragile, and pale woman I speak of was indeed Azoth's mother, and the It that every specialist doctor spoke of was none other than Azoth himself. Yes, It was the perfect name for such a monstrosity. Such a cruel creature that was undoubtedly disguised as one of man's very own. What else could slowly kill their mother from inside the womb? Not even born yet, and he was already labeled as a murderer. Not one doctor could explain what was happening to edward's mother. All they knew that she was slowly dying, and so they instantly pointed their finger's at Azoth. Azoth was poisoning her. Destroying his own mother's life.
" Azoth...I want to name my charming baby boy Azoth...What do you think honey? " The unmistakably loving, and kind woman asked of her beloved husband whom was drowning too deep in a ocean of guilt to deny her of her dying wishes. For he believed it was his fault for doing this to his one and only. Planting his seed of despicable horror in her. Watching it grow, and suck away it's mother's life was pure torture to Azoth's father. No matter how much he begged his wife to get rid of the infant, and start over with another child. Hopefully one that wouldn't mean her certain death, but not even he could change his wife's mind. Months passed, and the end for edward's mother was growing closer. " You'll be such an angel...I just know it" Azoth's mother cooed to her swollen stomach. Stroking her stomach with her pale and brittle hand.
It was finally time.
" She didn't make it " Were the awaited and devastating words that shattered Azoth's father's heart. Sending the man into a world of depression, and non stop pain and agony. Azoth on the other hand. Was born a healthy baby boy. An odd baby boy whom would've surely killed whoever touched him. If it wasn't for them wearing gloves.
»Time sure does pass fast....
Azoth was never a normal little boy. Disturbingly quiet, and his eyes. His eyes weren't eyes at all really. They were more like empty pools of nothingness. They showed neither happiness nor compassion, and his face was always perfectly constructed into a dull, and bored look. He wasn't a child. He was a creepy old man. It didn't really help his father. He had gave up his one true love for this thing! This boring gray blob! His father knew he wasn't normal, and despised Azoth with a endless burning passion. He was careful around Azoth after watching him pet a dead cat that was once very much alive when he was only a year old, and a mouse that he had watched Azoth catch, and hold once he reached age three. When asking Azoth to open his hand. Azoth revealed unto his father a dead mouse. Azoth's father began to notice how tired he felt when he came into contact with Azoth's skin for only a short time. So his solution to the problem was wear gloves. He never touched Azoth again.
To every problem » There's a solution
On Azoth's fifth birthday, his father did what he did on each of Azoth's birthday. Mourn over the lost of his beloved, and drink. Azoth of course just watched with those empty eyes of his. Those eyes that didn't care. Not one bit. While edward's father was kneeling in front of the picture of his wife on the coffee table, surrounded by candles. Azoth approached his father with an offer he simply couldn't refuse. " I can make it better..." Azoth told his father in an undeniably sweet, yet creepy and empty voice. Azoth's father turned to face the boy. On his knees they were the same height. Tears flooded Azoth's father's face as if he knew clearly that his son was giving him an invitation to meet his mother in the after life. Azoth raised his small hand, and placed it on his father's left cheek. Moments later. Azoth's father's body fell limp, and hit the floor with a thud! Azoth didn't move. He sat their next to his father's dead body. Probably thinking of ending his own life. Who knows?
The future >> doesn't look bright
Azoth grew up lonely and cruel. Of course, he was the new king yes? Well that was a different story. He didn't really care about anyone after all and just stayed in his palace alone. Everyone suspected that he had killed his own father but there was no proof. He was poisonous to the touch. No one but he knew that. But all of this changed so easily. He met someone that melted his frozen twisted heart and set him straight completely. That's right, he met the queen of hearts. The fell in love and got married. Having a cursed son of their own. He blamed himself but hid it from the queen. She seemed to be the only one that was not affected by his poison so he cherished her. But then his mind went blank. he knew the queen no more and returned to his own kingdom. There he listened to his servant the white rabbit. He waged war against the queen of hearts and won. But why did he not remember the last ten years of his life?
【 WHAT MORE DO YOU NEED?! 】 ++++
- ♥ GIVE ME MORE! ➸ - - - — - - -
- ( ✭ ) blood - - SHED » [ death | torture | gore ]
❝ Who isn't a fan of such amusing entertainment? Anyone who doesn't enjoy the blood is indeed strange, I is a demon after all. As much as I love this, I usually don't scream my passion for blood out loud, so you keep quiet too. ❞
( ✭ ) boom - - POWER » [ force | commands | authority ]
❝ Ever since I became king, alongside Aik - I enjoy this game so much. It's better then anything else we've ever done, I mean we've killed, tortured, played endless games like that. However this new, brilliant, and so much fun!! I just love ordering around people, telling them what to do, and have them follow. Plus, when I talk you better be listening.❞
( ✭ ) shush - - SILENCE » [ peace | quiet | noiseless ]
❝ Don't be mistaken, peace is not the peace your thinking about. I simply prefers some peace and quite where no one disturbs him. Sleep is also very important, so don't interrupt my rest. As much as I loves parties and games, there are times where I needs to sit down and think. To do work I needs concentration, and to have concentration I needs quiet - so zip it.❞
( ✭ ) delicious - - SWEETS » [ sugar | desserts | chocolate ]
❝ No, no I doesn't want a lollipop, what? Fina, maybe just a bit. I have nothing to hide, all the chefs know that I like my desserts - well as much as I can like anything. However it's just a craving, nothing big - don't think of tempting me with sugar, it won't work. Really. ❞
( ✭ ) sweet - - COMPLIMENTS » [ praise | worshiped | devotion ]
❝ I love being told just how great I am, how beautiful or powerful I am. Usually I'll have the I kill say this, I'll have them fawn over me and then kill. No I am not a narcissist, well - maybe. Amazingly, when I ask someone to worship me with a knife to their throat they do it so well - that's why humans make good pets. ❞
( ✭ ) deathly - - POISON » [ venom | kills | swift ]
❝ There are a lot of types aren't there, I'm sure you could find a few of the rarer ones stored in my room. Don't worry - I usually don't use them in public. If I do use it then just consider yourself lucky, okay? You don't want to see the corpses of the other unlucky guys that got in Aik's and mine's ways. ❞
( ✭ ) gentle - - MUSIC » [ a capella | jazz | classical ]
❝ Just a personal liking, I've developed over the years. When it's quite music soothes the soul quite well, you don't even need to think when listening to it. None of those screaming songs though, there is enough madness here, I created it. Some soft and gentle songs can really calm you. ❞
- ♥ EK! GET IT AWAY! ➸ - - - — - - -
- ( ✭ ) blood - - MISTAKES » [ falter | error | slip ]
❝ Don't, don't make mistakes when I tell you to do something. When I say to do something you need to complete it without any falters. I don't take failures so be prepared of the consequences. ❞
( ✭ ) huh - - WHY » [ questions | objection | pry ]
❝ Don't ask any questions. When I say to do something it needs to be done, no questions asked. If you needed information I would have told you, if I don't say anything then that means your not meant to know. So if you want to grate on my nerves, go ahead and pry - again there will be consequences.❞
( ✭ ) simple - - DRUNKS » [ mellow | tipsy | alcoholic ]
❝ They're really annoying and hard to communicate with. You can't get anything done with them, they're simply a waste of my time.❞
( ✭ ) partner - - AIK » [ thrown-pianos | problems | jokes ]
❝ Oooh, maybe not hate. Dislike is the word. How he comes to me with his problems - EVERY single day and then he's fine the next hour. Oh did I mention pianos? Yes, when they are playing it's beautiful - not when they are thrown at you, unpleasant. He seems to enjoy grating on my nerves and all the woman he brings every single day. Let's just say Aik causes problems, that tend to need solving.❞
( ✭ ) ugh - - BITTER » [ coffee | smoking | walnuts ]
❝ Bitter things are just gross. I don't get how Aik can be so obsessed with Cigarettes. I tried them once, maybe because it was shoved into my mouth by a certain someone, and the taste was horrid. How can people stand coffee either? Oh the taste will definitely keep you awake - the gross bitter taste. yuck.❞
( ✭ ) the - - REBELS » [ traitors | revolt | disobey ]
❝ There are some people that seem so against our new world. They even found a way against Aik's power! They cause nothing but trouble, they're getting to big to be ignored now too. Currently we don't know who they are but when we find out they are dead.❞
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- I just can't seem to remember...
- ♥ does the music set the right mood? ➸ - - - — - - -
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- ♥ isn't the decor fantastic? ➸ - - - — - - -
- Goldenrod and darkkhaki
- ♥ What i do is this one's fault... ➸ - - - — - - -
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Verance Vayne Vulire
- ▪ Verance or Vayne. Ranny is what his girlfriend calls him. No one else is allowed to.
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personality.
- I guess you could say I'm a guy who is a bit possessive. I don't like to see my girl flirting with other people, and I definitely don't like it when guys decide to scope her out. I guess its called jealousy, but whatever. I prefer her to be around me and only me. Of course, this only goes with the guys. With girls, I could care less. I guess that could kind of tie-in with my protectiveness. I'm really only protective when it comes to her, however. I don't want to see her hurt because --and if you tell anyone this I will kill you-- I hate seeing her cry. My girl especially. I'll throw myself in front of a bullet for her, and you better remember that. Yes, I am a bit needy when it comes to her, but hey. She seems to love it.
Most of the time however, I am a cold, blunt guy. I don't hesitate to tell the truth, and I really don't care if it hurts your feelings. I don't like to lie, and I kinda like to make people angry. It's so much fun. I mostly give the impression of a jerk-off, and I like it that way. I was raised to be a spoiled kid, and I wear it like a charm. If you don't like it, then screw off. I don't need your opinion anyway. Most of you people are too stupid to even catch my eye in the first place.
Now, knowing this about me, you think that I'm a callous a**. This is, well, a false-hood. I can be a pretty kind individual. Mind you, this is only to my girl. I know you probably think its weird that I care so much for one person, but she's the first person whose ever loved me. So, I am a pushover when it comes to her, and I always keep her best intrests at heart. I'm not a self-centered when I'm around her, and she is most definitely my better half. And, in a way, I'm quite the coward. I'm always afraid of doing something wrong, which is why I'm not completely open with my girl. I'm just afraid of what I might do to her emotions. Oh, and here's a fun fact. When I am single, I can be quite the flirt.
biography.
- I was born o a cold winter's night. It was snowing when the doctor cut my umbilical cord and handed me over to my mother. A new born babe ready to taste the world for what it was worth. Well here's something for you. I was born into a very wealthy family. How wealthy? Wealthy enough to buy it's own island. So you could say I had it made since the day I came to this world. You couldn't be more wrong though. You realy think I had a goo life? Well, let me break it down for you. It sucked! Sucked to the very core! I almost wish I was born on the streets to a dog. Hell knows I felt like I had.
But that's moving a little fast. I was raised by maids and manservants. Simple. EWvery rich kid is at some point. Mine started when I went home for the first time. I was spoiled. I got everyting I wanted when I wanted it. But I hade to give up a few thigs too. Things I wish I had a choice of actually having. Although I was showered with gifts and 'friends', my parents never showered me with what I longed for the most. Love. So simple yet such a hard thing to have. They always had parties and paid me no mind. Simply signing checks and buying me gifts semed enough for them. But it hurt me every day of my life. I blame them for everything.
So as the years went by, I turned from needy child to spoiled brat to spoiled teenager. I grew bitter and cold. But guess what happened? They turned for my attention later on and I did to them what they did to me. I ignored them and did what they needed and no more. After some time I met Jessica, She was the only one to accept me for who I was and love me back. We started dating and I doted over her every whim. But we went through a temporary break up and I went out with this other girl. Then we got back together. But I never told her about that other girl. I was too afraid. So I locked it away. But she seems to have suspected it with no proof.
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&& - 【 ☆★ comeCOME nel !! don't - - beshy 】
____________ we'll be together ♥( forever )
_______________ hold my＊HAND for * an eτerniτy
&& - -【 ☆★ how FUN!! is »» to { play }; with girls 】
____________ though boys are irresistible
_______________ both are suchSUCH ( amuse✿ment )
&& - - -【 ☆★ the FiRST sunrise of ❧ a ( cruel ) may morning 】
____________ shining in*the [ STARRY ]★sky as aries
_______________ already twenty ▪ ▫ FOUR years havepassed
&& - - - -【 ☆★ clapCLAPloudly&rejoice 】
____________ undeniably a demon at heart♥
_______________ noone but ( NILS ) !! ━═★
i dub thee king of the ( world )
» s p e c i a l p o w e r s ✖
( ✭ ) special - - POWERS » [ illusions | deception | nightmares ]
Though his powers are not quite as special as his brothers. It's still a rather rare type of power a demon can possess. With it he can conquer up anything his mind is knowledgeable of and showing it to another. Unfortunately Nils is not somebody who will go up to a young girl and make her wish come true - he rather prefers to show other their deepest fears. How amusing it is when you find someone shrieking in pain while others stare confused, while one person can see a million deaths while others can only see that one person suffering. Probably thanks Nils there are a ton of new visitors to the mental hospital, if he had kept his victims alive. No, after he was done with done - bored with them, he would dispose of them in a simple and clean manner. He has no intention of playing with one person for such a long time, that gets boring. The requirement to his power are that he has to be close to them distance-wise, once he has set his illusion for that person this rule does not apply anymore. However the maximum amount of people he can keep an illusion up with could be five and that's extremely tiring as well. Usually he doesn't use his powers that much, considering they take a lot of concentration and Aik's power can cover over anyone who's disobedient so there's really no reason. If he's really bored then he might use it but most of the time Nils can torture another soul enough without using his illusions. Words. They are his fastest and most efficient power. It's similar to his control over the illusions, but much like using words. He doesn't show his victim anything but as he speaks, though the words itself may not seem suspicious the pressure around them changes. With each word he alters their soul a little, making them suffer from the darkness and venom of simple words. By repeating something many times can eventually get them to obey, though only for that second.
» w e a p o n s ✖
- If he needs to then this male always has physical force, though you can't say he's very good at. Sure Nils can pull a few punches but usually it takes a while to kill or silence someone. Personally he doesn't exactly enjoy beating someone up with his fists or even anything heavy. It's slow and takes energy out of him too. From his semblance he's obviously not the most muscular or strong guy you've seen, which is as true as it gets. Most of the time you'll find him using a weapon or two when it comes to actual fighting, though he never fights fair. There is just no fun being honest - cheating is the way to go. Nils is rather aware that he's not strong physically which is why he'd much rather enjoy using words as his weapon. Anything said cannot be taken back, once you commit it to words it is there for eternity. Words are like bullets, very similar that can pierce through the mind and soul. It's his very own weapon that really only Nils understands.
Daggers or swords are things that he finds useless, though he still carries a small knife by him at all times. Though you can't really say that it's his last resort, but only his surprise attack. After a stab or so then be could spin his web of words that sends his opponents to their knees. Nils also has a small gun by him at all times. It's for safety measures as they work fast and far. Though he's fairly quick and swift he doesn't really like running, especially being made to run by someone else. After becoming king of the new world, Nils doesn't like doing things by himself. It's made him lazy, as he realized it's so much simpler to get others to do his bidding. The human Ronan seems so dedicated to him, that makes Nils so amused. He never questions anything spoken out of Nils mouth which makes him like the human even more. Ronan is one of the few that is actually kind of close to Nils - rather as close as it gets for a stranger. Most of Nils' commands go through Ronan and then he sorts it out which saves the demon a lot of trouble.
» g e n d e r ✖
( ✭ ) obvious - - MALE » [ your | twisted | prince ]
» c l o t h i n g ✖
Clothing is an absolute fun for a crazy male like him. Nils enjoys dressing up in pretty clothing and being considered a fashionable person. Though most of the time you see him in a simple and white dress shirt which strangely carries a clean aura about him. He's noticed that white seemed to be the color that stained easily, especially blood. Which helps remind himself to kill in a cleaner way. At times he can be considered in style while at other times his clothing seems to be old fashioned, it's rather erratic just like his personality. Unpredictable but somehow still immensely alluring in whatever he's wearing. To him colors are everything as well, but most often he's seen in black or white. It has a airy feeling to him, the clothing seem light and with his graceful steps it looks as if he's walking on air. Each outfit is chosen mostly by his mood and whatever feels comfortable. At times he could be seen in a suit or so for more formal tastes.
As a male jewelry isn't really his department. Though a few accessories always makes things better. Scarfs are often seen around his skinny neck, which actually does keep you warm on cold winter days. Since the cold has never really bothered him before, Nils wears it only to look pleasant. Metal things seemed to work well when you don't have a gun handy on you, so he always wears chains hanging down his belt or neck.
» a p p e a r a n c e ✖
- Being the person he is, the aura around is semblance is different from a normal humans as well. There are many doubts about what Nils actually is. Though it is known that he is definitely not a human, at least not his soul. He's not a complete demon either, as they are dark creatures that have appearances that can kill you with just glance. To be honest he more different then anything Hell has seen before, quite similar to Aik, a boy with a demon's soul that tortures and a human's appearance that can deceive. Nils appears rather delicate, a thin structure that could be mistaken for a girl's but that's as far as similarities with the other gender go. A dangerous feeling of doom surround his whole body, making you feel suffocated by the cold and thin air that envelopes him. A deathly feel which makes him incredibly hard to approach. It makes him the lone man in the corner that no one really dares to talk to or dance with. Yet somehow people feel naturally allured to him, always peeking for a second glass at the male who sits in silence.
From his face you can tell that he isn't twenty-four, nor his height. People would think "Oh he looks pretty tall for a high school, he can't be older then eighteen!" It's not that he has an extremely baby face, though he does look extremely young, that's all from his own powers. To uphold whatever image he prefers is something that comes a long with illusions. Though he doesn't switch faces everyday - simply keeps a young face and body at all times. To be honest Nils doesn't remember what he looked like, perhaps he was also someone like the dark demons from hell and simply look human from powers. The only descriptions he could remember was his own blond hair and the emerald in his eyes, Lisette always said something about them. That's what he upholds his image as believes, which is quite confusing. Though at least he can cut off ties with those he knew in the underworld, as he would hopefully be unrecognizable.
The non faltered nor blemished skin is almost translucent. Which draws to people almost as much as his eyes that shine with mischief. The soft skin that's pale and ashen, a perfection to behold. With ivory skin as smooth as porcelain, Nils know just how much people feel allured to his imaged. Since he has semblance that draws to both genders, he doesn't really mind either or. It's no wonder no one believes for him to be twenty already, let alone twenty-four. The delicate features that align themselves on his face is perfection.
A crown of gold that sits above his head, fashioned carefully around his face. The silvery blond that looks too artificial to be real. His bangs are messily cut in front of his face, dangling into his eyes at times only to be swept away with a swift motion. Sunny and bright, the sunshine that brightens earth seem to be even more radiant on his platinum tresses. The spiky strands that are always sticking out of his head, though cannot be counted as an imperfection as it fits his figure impeccably. The silver hue that's entangled into his blond locks appear to be the fault of the light in eye, too majestic to be considered real. However the pale and translucent complexion of his reflected onto his dazzling blond makes others helplessly allured and drawn in. Unable to resist the enchantment of those brilliantly golden tresses, making them entrapped with attraction.
Those emerald orbs are just as captivating, reflecting the mysteriousness and craziness. Though usually dull and bored, expressing no emotion about them. At times the green can appear to seem endless, almost as if the owner of pair of eyes seem without a soul.
» e x t r a f u n ✖
- The only tattoo that Nils had ever gotten was one around his wrist with a butterfly and chains. People would ask him why he had even bothered to get such a painful thing and he would only shrug. He doesn't exactly regret getting it but doesn't remember why either. It was a pretty painful experience lets leave it at that. Nils has his ears pieced though he never really bothers to change the earrings. It was pretty pointless getting it though.
love? well I love ( silence )
» l o v e s✖
- ( ✭ ) blood - - SHED » [ death | torture | gore ]
❝ Who isn't a fan of such amusing entertainment? Anyone who doesn't enjoy the blood is indeed strange, I is a demon after all. As much as I love this, I usually don't scream my passion for blood out loud, so you keep quiet too. ❞
( ✭ ) boom - - POWER » [ force | commands | authority ]
❝ Ever since I became king, alongside Aik - I enjoy this game so much. It's better then anything else we've ever done, I mean we've killed, tortured, played endless games like that. However this new, brilliant, and so much fun!! I just love ordering around people, telling them what to do, and have them follow. Plus, when I talk you better be listening.❞
( ✭ ) shush - - SILENCE » [ peace | quiet | noiseless ]
❝ Don't be mistaken, peace is not the peace your thinking about. I simply prefers some peace and quite where no one disturbs him. Sleep is also very important, so don't interrupt my rest. As much as I loves parties and games, there are times where I needs to sit down and think. To do work I needs concentration, and to have concentration I needs quiet - so zip it.❞
( ✭ ) delicious - - SWEETS » [ sugar | desserts | chocolate ]
❝ No, no I doesn't want a lollipop, what? Fina, maybe just a bit. I have nothing to hide, all the chefs know that I like my desserts - well as much as I can like anything. However it's just a craving, nothing big - don't think of tempting me with sugar, it won't work. Really. ❞
( ✭ ) sweet - - COMPLIMENTS » [ praise | worshiped | devotion ]
❝ I love being told just how great I am, how beautiful or powerful I am. Usually I'll have the I kill say this, I'll have them fawn over me and then kill. No I am not a narcissist, well - maybe. Amazingly, when I ask someone to worship me with a knife to their throat they do it so well - that's why humans make good pets. ❞
( ✭ ) deathly - - POISON » [ venom | kills | swift ]
❝ There are a lot of types aren't there, I'm sure you could find a few of the rarer ones stored in my room. Don't worry - I usually don't use them in public. If I do use it then just consider yourself lucky, okay? You don't want to see the corpses of the other unlucky guys that got in Aik's and mine's ways. ❞
( ✭ ) gentle - - MUSIC » [ a capella | jazz | classical ]
❝ Just a personal liking, I've developed over the years. When it's quite music soothes the soul quite well, you don't even need to think when listening to it. None of those screaming songs though, there is enough madness here, I created it. Some soft and gentle songs can really calm you. ❞
» h a t e s✖
- ( ✭ ) blood - - MISTAKES » [ falter | error | slip ]
❝ Don't, don't make mistakes when I tell you to do something. When I say to do something you need to complete it without any falters. I don't take failures so be prepared of the consequences. ❞
( ✭ ) huh - - WHY » [ questions | objection | pry ]
❝ Don't ask any questions. When I say to do something it needs to be done, no questions asked. If you needed information I would have told you, if I don't say anything then that means your not meant to know. So if you want to grate on my nerves, go ahead and pry - again there will be consequences.❞
( ✭ ) simple - - DRUNKS » [ mellow | tipsy | alcoholic ]
❝ They're really annoying and hard to communicate with. You can't get anything done with them, they're simply a waste of my time.❞
( ✭ ) partner - - AIK » [ thrown-pianos | problems | jokes ]
❝ Oooh, maybe not hate. Dislike is the word. How he comes to me with his problems - EVERY single day and then he's fine the next hour. Oh did I mention pianos? Yes, when they are playing it's beautiful - not when they are thrown at you, unpleasant. He seems to enjoy grating on my nerves and all the woman he brings every single day. Let's just say Aik causes problems, that tend to need solving.❞
( ✭ ) ugh - - BITTER » [ coffee | smoking | walnuts ]
❝ Bitter things are just gross. I don't get how Aik can be so obsessed with Cigarettes. I tried them once, maybe because it was shoved into my mouth by a certain someone, and the taste was horrid. How can people stand coffee either? Oh the taste will definitely keep you awake - the gross bitter taste. yuck.❞
( ✭ ) the - - REBELS » [ traitors | revolt | disobey ]
❝ There are some people that seem so against our new world. They even found a way against Aik's power! They cause nothing but trouble, they're getting to big to be ignored now too. Currently we don't know who they are but when we find out they are dead.❞
» p e r s o n a l i t y✖
- ( ✭ ) twisted - - DOLL » [ sadistic | ruthless | cruel ]
As anyone who knows nils, they would define him as a true devil. A man who's mind works completely differently, you can tell by the world he is trying to create. He takes little to no sympathy with anyone - or at least not truly. A human or demon can pretend, to sympathize and feel sorry for, then when you suddenly decide to strike the look on their face is priceless. Nils loves a betrayal, the look of hate on his victim's face proves that he has succeeded in tainting the purest of humans or demons alike. Yet the only way you can tell his satisfaction from tormenting another is the evil grin, wide on his pale face. That's probably the most emotion you'll ever get out of him. Though physical pain was never much satisfaction to Nils, the funnest and most enthralling way for him to torture someone is mentally. Slowly you take away their family, friend and reputation - leaving them with nothing left but a lifeless body and that's when he kills them, finally. Not even the tears of a small girl can touch his soul - as this man is truly the devil.
( ✭ ) velvet - - TRAP » [ gentle | alluring | tempting ]
When he first spins his web, it's kind and gentle words. Befriending them, taking care of them, loving them even. Yet with his intense green eyes and dashing blond hair, not many have the resistance for Nils. It doesn't matter if it's a guy or a girl, he can still sooth them with the smoothness in his voice. Enchanting them like the siren of a sea monster, luring them in and then going for the kill. However you have to say that he really can act, the truthfulness in his tone blinds others to see otherwise. He loves setting traps that he knows people are unable to resist to, Nils fancies taking away that very item or illusion even more. While doing this, while lying to the people around him - Nils never once felt compassion or pity. He always thought that the ones using others were not to be forgiven, in his case he didn't really care, yet the ones being used were just stupid. It was just the way things were with him. At times his words and smile seem so real, so pure making you unable to doubt him. Yet if you want to hate or love him is entirely your choice.
( ✭ ) serene - - ANGEL » [ quiet | impatient | polite ]
Usually that careful frown will be on his face, making sure not to show any other kind of emotion. To be honest Nils rarely speaks. He's often in the background which doesn't make him stand out as much as his brother Aik. Most often Nils prefers to away from the entertainment or fun that other people enjoy. When he does speak you'll find the words to be rather polite, if not kind. Yet those cold and emotionless eyes often betray the words he's found speaking. He's a man with manners, yet that doesn't do anything let alone ease the cruelness of his tone. In a way, Nils doesn't exactly speak unless he feels like it. It isn't as if he's shy towards replying or anything disgusting like that, more so he finds replying to useless chatter.. well useless. Wasting words and sentences on pointless replies annoy and irritate this short-tempered male. Even when he commands, his authority is brought on without having him say more then ten words. Nils is already used to speaking, and then the whole room stays quiet just to hear his words. It's not often that he's stressed or panicked to a point where he would be blabbing random nonsense, that's just annoying.
( ✭ ) blasé - - GAME » [ bored | detached | unconcerned ]
For the most times you see Nils, his expression would be uninterested and bored. He rarely has an interest in anything that goes on, only once in while you'll see a spark light up in his eyes when torturing someone he favors. Other then the detached expression you spot on his face, it's free of any other emotion. You can't tell if he's angry or sad, happy or mad. Nils enjoys not letting others be able tell his feelings as well, which makes them fret and scared even more. Yet even when he's nonchalant he's mostly irritated by everything still, as the frown never seems to disappear. Some people enjoy his calming presence, while others find it intimidating when he's expressionless. The people who truly fear Nils know that, even if not a speck of interest shows upon his face, it doesn't minimize their chances of not having their head cut off. The more sadistic part of him enjoys not letting any emotion show, keeping his eyes dull and unreadable until the time comes to strike. It's just he loves tricks and toying with people's lives, what's a better way to do it then putting himself into the whole tangle as well? If he believes like he doesn't have any evil in him when he acts, then others seem to think it's real as well.
( ✭ ) witty - - WORDS » [ intelligent | wise | sharp ]
The reason he's so good at his game, toying with people's lives - simply because he's sharp and keen enough for it. Nils just loves discovering things that were never meant to be discovered him, and using it to his own advantage. Nils is a sharp male who, even when appearing bored, can notice the smallest details. Out of the two brothers, he really is more of the one who had to plan everything out while Aik constantly played around with girls. Having a brother-slash-person-he-rules-the-world-with like Aik, it usually makes Nils the one to do the actual work. By actual work it is not threatening until people give up their land's secret or anything like that. His brother always comes to him with problems, petty little problems is what Nils would define them as. However being together for so long he has learned to ignore whatever complaint Aik can come up with. When it comes to strategies revolving their new world, Nils if fairly good. Though politics can be a bore, he still sticks with it. Politics are actually quite fit for him, as he's able to spin lies without even thinking and backstabbing is a second nature. He is a true mastermind that can study for hours to search for flaws in others and his own plans.
» b i o g r a p h y✖
- In deepest layer of hell a child was born, clouded in mystery. A child that could be mistaken as an Unknown, except strangely it was not one, it had the spirit of a demon. No, it was a demon, it demonstrated that clearly. Those bright green eyes glowed are aura that was definitely not a human. The blond child was declared a demon, yet many doubted that. There were some that believed the humans, the unknowns had created this - while it was certainly not true. Though that was certainly did not stop them from believing that. Some neglected him, ignoring him. A few unknowns began to take care of the young child, though obviously they were afraid. Only one truly believed that the child could cause no harm, even if it was a demon. True or not, Nils stayed with a man for the childhood of his life. That person was like his teacher, showing him that hell was indeed a dangerous place if you don't be careful. Demons were not a group to be messed with, they were dangerous and cruel. Somehow the teacher believed that Nils was different.
- The sunshine never seemed to be able to get to a place like hell, it was dark constantly with the glowing eyes of the demons. Nils watched quietly as another round of punishments began to the humans that deserved it along with the people that deserve it either. The demons didn't care, they just loved the torture. The screaming was already music to Nils' ears, as it never seemed to stop. One person gave out while others still screamed - hell was a loud place.
"Nils! You watching that stuff again?"
The young Nils turned around to see, as usual his teacher sharpening his blades. It was a huge broadsword which made the child wonder how it was carried around, being so heavy. He'd tried to lift it once and the sword almost killed him. He smiled happily and turned back to the punishment. It was a woman and she currently having her body stretched painfully with thick chains. "Surely she didn't do anything bad enough to deserve that." Nils had thought innocently.
"Darren, doesn't that hurt?" He asked his teacher, pointing to the same woman, shrieking in pain. It had looked very painful, so why were people doing this? Even when asking his questions, Nils couldn't keep his eye off the woman.
Darren gave the child a look as to suggest if he were crazy. "You stupid? Of course that hurts - that's the point." He explained impatiently, when he realized Nils was serious about his question. Darren didn't know why he even took in the demon kid, only didn't understand why everyone else was so afraid. The kid might be a demon but he surely didn't act like one. However the questions that were common sense started to grate on Darren's nerves.
"It does look painful, why would they such a thing?" Nils continued, the look in his eyes showed that he truly wanted to know. There was a strange urge in his heart, he almost wanted to try - not be the person who was in pain but the people who were causing it. The demon's tugging on the chain seemed like they were having so much fun. But he knew he couldn't tell his teacher that, Nils had enough with the disgusted looks people gave him.
"It's punishment kid."
- Over the years in hell Nils had met a pretty young girl. She was an unknown who could remember anything about her past life, so Nils could somewhat relate to her. The girl's name was Lisette, with hair blond like his own, they could have been twins. He still got the urge occasionally, to want to hurt others, but it was suppressed around Lisette and Darren. Around them Nils felt like a normal child, well as normal as one would feel in hell. Yet the air felt more dense each day, the pollution from earth fell great over the lands of hell. Anything that was alive were soon dead - only the demons and unknowns could live, if you could even call it living. Each night you slept in the screams of others, waiting when it might be your turn next. Nils did not have to worry about himself, but Darren and Lisette had to face it constantly. Each day grew more tiresome and he knew that his two friends could not take much more. They're eyes grew more crazy day by day.
- "Lisette!" The child waved happily. Though Nils was almost ten years old, he was still a child from his questions. He ran down happily to where she was, though as soon as he came closer his expression was shocked. Lisette who was once a girl who could have been the brightest and happiest person in hell was now layered with blood everywhere. She couldn't take much more. "A-are you okay?" He asked, he knew it was stupid but he couldn't bring himself to say anything else.
"To a point." Her reply was meant to be jolly however her voice cracked in the middle of it. It was obvious she couldn't take much more, she still human.
Nils looked helplessly between Lisette and Darren, who had just appeared behind them. "We have to do something!!" He pleaded towards Darren. He knew there was nothing to be done, which made him feel even more helpless towards this all.
The man sighed a sigh of defeat. "There's nothing we can do." Darren explained without a speck of irritation this time. It was more like a statement, they were going to suffer this for an eternity.
"Well what did you do back on earth?!"
Darren blinked a few times at the question. "W-well it wasn't this on earth. At least not this extreme."
- It was just like that, Nils decided that they were going to earth. There were rumors all the time, that so and so escaped to earth but was caught and punished. People who couldn't take it ran off to earth. It was said to be impossible, there was no gateway to earth just as there isn't a gateway to heaven for the people that have come this far into hell. Yet there was a way in so there had to be a way out. He found it. Nils had found the portal that would lead them onto earth, now they just needed to escape. That night seemed darker then all the other times. When they had come so close as to being able to see the gate, a full army of demons arrived. The leader stepped up and spoke.
- "Nils Senvelta, Lisette Adler, Darren Küchler, have all committed the forbidden. Punishment awaits."
The boy watched as the horrible awaited them. Everything he's watched from that window, he was going to experience it for himself. Nils was beyond scared, he was horrified. He didn't want death yet, nor did he want to be trapped in those chains. "Wait - no! " He exclaimed. It was in the heat of a moment that he spoke this, yet the words could never be returned. "It was them!" He pointed at his only two friends, who stared with shock. "They wanted to escape so they forced me to!!"
A grin spread on the face of the demon who spoke last time. "Oh, is that so?" He knew that Nils was lying, yet he wanted to see this, this enchanting betrayal. "Then we need to have them killed, don't we?"
Killed.
Nils froze up at the words. "Yes, of course." He didn't speak those words did he? Yet he realized something the moment the words were out of his mouth - he was a demon. It was in his blood, there was no point in changing that. He yearned to torture, he always had. Something changed in him that moment, his demon soul had finally awakened. Nils stared at Darren and smiled, or smug smile.
"Kill them. Send them off to the lowest layer of hell for nonstop punishment." The demon ordered.
And Nils did just that.
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» s i n g t o m e✖
- ( ✭ ) - - ALUMINA » [ | nightmare | ]
» r e p e a t t h i s a l w a y s ✖
- “Pretense” “Fear” “Vanity” “Grief”
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✖I was deemed✖
Cyan Souji
✖I've counted the days...✖
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✖I'm equiped with✖
Duh! MALE parts stupid. Couldn't you tell?
✖My preferrence✖
Heh. He's a bit more open minded than he seems. He's BI-SEXUAL.
✖This is what I do...✖
He would have been in college by now but it's obvious why he's not. Instead he is the Lost Soul in the PFM. His job is simple. Create plans and give information to the category zero as needed. There is no other reason he can think of for living.
➳MY COMPLICATIONS✖
✖It's not so normal...✖
Clairvoyancy. He can see the future at will most of the time. But there are always those few times when he can't get his abilities to work. It normally doesn't work when he's in crowded areas or when he's in the middle of an uncomfortable place. The ability itself is useful though it can not be used as an offensive power like most of the others. Still, the power uses a lot of energy and if he uses it too much he'll pass out. If he doesn't pass out through sheer will power, he could continue to use it but that would put his own life in danger.
✖So explains me...✖
Ha ha ha. Yea. he has no ability to fight with his powers but in order to make up for it, he can fight with a weapon. he was born in Japan so he studied ancient arts and is very good at fighting with his hands. But he does wear a metal gauntlet that very much resembles a claw. It acts as a claw as well. If he needs to, he'll use it to shred his enemies to peices but the problem is getting close enough to do so. But he rarely has a problem with such things. Because he doesn't normally enter battle. That wasn't his job. All he had to do was give direction to others if they needed it with his ability.
✖When summoned✖
Unlike his clothing, he actually cares about things like this. Amazing, no? Well, he loves his hair. It just makes him feel pleasant and free in his own way. In a way it represents his own little bit of limits. The second thing one would most likely notice about cross is his violet eyes. They always seem dull or cruel. Never filled with happiness for they reflect his inner feelings almost all of the time. Though not many actually realize that he does not hide emotions he really doesn’t have. His fair skin that contradicted his eyes were probably one of the most notable things. It just made him seem more like a woman really. But his slim muscled appearance told people otherwise. But you had to get close to notice since he had a rather small figure. If he were a woman, he would be considered petite. Besides all of that, he’s a whopping six foot one. Not really tall but not short. He always seems to be giving off a frown of some sort too. If he does smile, it’s normally sinister and sadistically amused. There never really is a reason for him to smile kindly unless it was to a special someone but that person did not exist yet. Or rather, anymore. As attractive as he is, he has this strange feature about him that seems to keep others away through either mistrust or intimidation. Oh, and before it is forgotten, he has tattoos on his body in several places.
✖The more the merrier✖
➳ L A T E N I G H T W A L K S - They seem to calm him down even though it is very dangerous to be walking around alone. He doesn't care though.
➳ H A R D C A N D Y - He'd do almost anything for his favorite little treats. But they're hard to come by now a days.
➳ W O L V E S - An extinct creature in this new world. But they never fail to amaze him with their team work.
➳ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - A secret he would prefer never to be shared. A good way to blackmail him though.
➳ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly his favorite kind of food. If anything, he wished he could eat this and only this for the rest of his life. Just dangle this in front of him and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from him.
➳ H I S P O W E R - Duh. Is there any wonder why? seeing the future, how awsome id that?
➳ S N A K E S - Heh heh. He just loves how they can slither into almost any secret.
✖It's not so normal...✖
Clairvoyancy. He can see the future at will most of the time. But there are always those few times when he can't get his abilities to work. It normally doesn't work when he's in crowded areas or when he's in the middle of an uncomfortable place. The ability itself is useful though it can not be used as an offensive power like most of the others. Still, the power uses a lot of energy and if he uses it too much he'll pass out. If he doesn't pass out through sheer will power, he could continue to use it but that would put his own life in danger.
✖So explains me...✖
Ha ha ha. Yea. he has no ability to fight with his powers but in order to make up for it, he can fight with a weapon. he was born in Japan so he studied ancient arts and is very good at fighting with his hands. But he does wear a metal gauntlet that very much resembles a claw. It acts as a claw as well. If he needs to, he'll use it to shred his enemies to peices but the problem is getting close enough to do so. But he rarely has a problem with such things. Because he doesn't normally enter battle. That wasn't his job. All he had to do was give direction to others if they needed it with his ability.
✖When summoned✖
Unlike his clothing, he actually cares about things like this. Amazing, no? Well, he loves his hair. It just makes him feel pleasant and free in his own way. In a way it represents his own little bit of limits. The second thing one would most likely notice about cross is his violet eyes. They always seem dull or cruel. Never filled with happiness for they reflect his inner feelings almost all of the time. Though not many actually realize that he does not hide emotions he really doesn’t have. His fair skin that contradicted his eyes were probably one of the most notable things. It just made him seem more like a woman really. But his slim muscled appearance told people otherwise. But you had to get close to notice since he had a rather small figure. If he were a woman, he would be considered petite. Besides all of that, he’s a whopping six foot one. Not really tall but not short. He always seems to be giving off a frown of some sort too. If he does smile, it’s normally sinister and sadistically amused. There never really is a reason for him to smile kindly unless it was to a special someone but that person did not exist yet. Or rather, anymore. As attractive as he is, he has this strange feature about him that seems to keep others away through either mistrust or intimidation. Oh, and before it is forgotten, he has tattoos on his body in several places.
✖The more the merrier✖
➳ L A T E N I G H T W A L K S - They seem to calm him down even though it is very dangerous to be walking around alone. He doesn't care though.
➳ H A R D C A N D Y - He'd do almost anything for his favorite little treats. But they're hard to come by now a days.
➳ W O L V E S - An extinct creature in this new world. But they never fail to amaze him with their team work.
➳ S T U F F E D A N I M A L S - A secret he would prefer never to be shared. A good way to blackmail him though.
➳ F R I E D S C A L L O P S - Possibly his favorite kind of food. If anything, he wished he could eat this and only this for the rest of his life. Just dangle this in front of him and you could almost guaruntee a truthful answer to any question from him.
➳ H I S P O W E R - Duh. Is there any wonder why? seeing the future, how awsome id that?
➳ S N A K E S - Heh heh. He just loves how they can slither into almost any secret.
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✖This is me, deal with it.✖
Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Souji certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes watching people be killed so easy for him. Watching others die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. It's not that he really means to push people away, but he doesn't know how to get close to them. It's just not in his nature. He hates ppeople in general after all.
Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing; Rebellious
Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. He just can't stand to see others happy since he himself has never known happiness. Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. He can't help but feel some kind of joy from another's pain. That's just what being sadistic is all about. There was definately no way around something like that. Especially since he gets to see it all the time. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions in travel. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is. But yet he's very calm most of the time. Maybe it is because of his lack of interest. He doesn’t want to be some kind or obedient dog yet he knew he was one. With futile attempts, he has tried to do his best to live his life the way he wishes. But it had become difficult after a while. Mainly thanks to the organization.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Souji will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Souji, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for since it's about the only effective thing he has. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation all thanks to his ability of course. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Souji himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.
✖How I came to be...?✖
Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.
A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a hospital, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on the family name. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that so many in the world seeked but could not have. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Souji. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.
But she did.
Souji Cyan was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, he was required to do this so he could take over the family name, but he took a special interest in this for some reason. His father was a top notch business man that owned many companies around the world. So he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he and to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible, and how to be the CEO of all the companies. It was second nature to Souji, though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Souji. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial.
The year before he was fifteen, his father finally died.
>>Change is always inevitable<<
Following in his father’s footsteps, he had become a businessman at a very young age. Many doubted his knowledge but were constantly proven wrong. In the years he had made few friends and dealt with the many problems of the organization taking over the world. But he was still the same even after losing all of his family. Many companies fell before the might of this new rule. His in the overtaken countries as well. But the main companies were in Japan and that had remained a free country. With no other choice, he pulled the money from all the other buildings around the world before they were conqured and he is still one of the richest men in the world. That wouldn't change. But now he faced even harder problems. With the world in such chaos, he helped fund the resistence without revealing his abilities. He had discovered them when he was young and had used that to help his father become one of the richest men in the world. But he never told his father.
But that never lasted. People found out about him and began to pester him. the rebellion members especially bothered him over such a trivial matter. When he couldn't take anymore harrassment, he fled into hiding with the companies money. He had a secret villa on a restricted side of mount Fuji and stayed there for several months. But to his misfortune, some of the rebellion members found him. They offered him a deal. When he refused, they resorted to blackmail. This pissed Souji off but he agreed to it. This was the only reason he helped the rebellion by becoming a member. He is still funding it as well though. After a year working with the same people, he had somehow grown attached to them but there was no way in hell he was going to tell them that. So he acted the same way he always did but a little more protective over the others than he used to be.
Now he is working on other things and has become rather shady. Not many find that he is very trustworthy but that hasn't stopped him. he has his own reasons for such an annoying ellusion to the groups questions. He often disappears and reappears in the middle of no where. But he thinks he will tell everyone eventually.
✖Oh, almost forgot✖
Cross is blind in his left eye but it rarely hinders him. He has a large scar on his back from a betrayal and the arm he wears his guantlet on. Well... It's actually just the guantlet. He lost his arm. But that really doesn't bother him. He sees it as a life lesson to always remember no matter what.
✖This is me, deal with it.✖
Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
The world is about to end. People are dying everywhere. Who cares? Souji certainly does not. That’s right. He’s extremely apathetic. It probably wouldn’t describe him in a nut shell but it is one of the main aspects of him that are easiest to spot. His uncaring nature is what makes watching people be killed so easy for him. Watching others die and not really questioning why this was happening in the first place. That’s right, he just doesn’t care. It could easily be called selfishness. Since the only real reason he doesn’t care about anything is because it didn’t have anything to do with him. Matching his apathetic-ness, he tends to come off rather cold as well. It just seems that he’s always in a bad mood and he sends off vibes that say “Leave me the hell alone!”. His heart is practically encased in ice with few holes for anything to wriggle it’s way in to reach his black heart. Not many approach him to begin with so he is seen as rather lonely as well. Which is one hundred percent true. He is a very lonely soul that just refuses to become social in any way. He is harsh and won’t lie to a complete stranger. If he does not wish to answer a question, he would remain silent, otherwise be blunt and cause a lot of pain. Many people have found themselves hurt by his words in the past. It's not that he really means to push people away, but he doesn't know how to get close to them. It's just not in his nature. He hates ppeople in general after all.
Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing; Rebellious
Ah yes… the part of him that shows up around his many enemies, even his ‘friends’. Something that he hides from the world yet is no real secret to begin with. It wasn’t like his reputation was much of a dull one. He is called cruel and crude in many, many ways. He even knows it himself that he is unnecessarily cruel. Oh the joy he gets from such simple and meaningless acts. He just can't stand to see others happy since he himself has never known happiness. Ah well, he wasn’t complaining. He can't help but feel some kind of joy from another's pain. That's just what being sadistic is all about. There was definately no way around something like that. Especially since he gets to see it all the time. Satisfaction was easy for him to acquire when he teases the people around him. He especially indulges in annoying the life out of his companions in travel. It is his way of showing humor. Yet jokes are a complete failure on him. There is no way in hell he would ever be caught telling a joke. Though listening to them is perfectly fine with him. Just as long as it’s a good one. Being easily upset, he just might cut out some tongues… It wouldn't be the first time either. He is such an impatient and intolerant person from birth. Burned into his core it is. But yet he's very calm most of the time. Maybe it is because of his lack of interest. He doesn’t want to be some kind or obedient dog yet he knew he was one. With futile attempts, he has tried to do his best to live his life the way he wishes. But it had become difficult after a while. Mainly thanks to the organization.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Yes. He really does take things like this seriously. Souji will not stand for betrayal. Loyalty means the world to him and he would not betray anyone that had received his trust and loyalty. Though his loyalty does come in several different forms. It is hard to actually tell when he’s loyal to you. He will act pretty much the same in every way. But there is always one distinction that will always give it away. The strange and rare case that he will smile genuinely at that particular person. But it only happened in private so it could take months to actually notice such a small thing as that. But for Souji, a smile is a very big thing. But only when it was coming from him. Because it was the truth in his case. Smirks were not smiles. But setting all of that aside, he’s intelligent. How else did you expect him to be a tactician of such a high caliber? Plans and schemes… Those are the things he are best known for since it's about the only effective thing he has. He can think of the most intricate of plans in mere minutes and escape from practically any situation all thanks to his ability of course. Too bad it was impossible for him to always have a solution. But he always has a plan to remain alive and as close to well as possible in certain situations. All of this would definitely lead to him thinking he was unbeatable right? Yes… he is rather cocky. But he still knows his limits besides his confidence. But there is something very puzzling about him at times. Something only a few were able to even see in him. A speck of kindness lurking in the shadows, waiting for the right moment to step into the light. That’s right. Kindness was able to leak from his frozen black heart but only for a select few. This is by for the only thing that confuses Souji himself. The part he tries desperately to destroy completely. but so far, the emotion eludes him.
✖How I came to be...?✖
Just another day…
>>>>>>> Just another life.
A frigid cold night in the middle of winter. The wind whistling outside the window of a hospital, where the distinct cry of a baby could be heard. On this day something simple yet enjoying memories for some, happened. On this ordinary day where millions were born at the same time and others died in their place, a young child was born to a happy small family. To the world, his birth was insignificant. To this small humble family, his birth was a dream come true. Yes. His mother had never expected to give birth for the physician had said it would be difficult. His parents prayed every night for a child. For you see, his father was dying and wished for a child to pass on the family name. More like an heir of secrets was born on this day. Secrets that so many in the world seeked but could not have. And what those secrets were…? Well, that was for the others to find out and they certainly tried. Yes. Living life the way he did was not easy. But enough about that. Souji. That was the name they gave their newborn son. The name his mother gave him before she fell unconscious. But no worries. She was merely tired and needed a good deal of sleep. No one expected she would die any time soon. Of course not. She was healthy and strong.
But she did.
Souji Cyan was raised not knowing anything about his mother other than what he could squeeze out of his father. But it never really affected him in his life as he grew. He stopped wondering about the woman that had given birth to him the day he turned eleven and began worrying about his studies in several different languages. Sure, he was required to do this so he could take over the family name, but he took a special interest in this for some reason. His father was a top notch business man that owned many companies around the world. So he was much expected to follow in the old man’s foot steps whether he wanted to or not. When he was considered old enough and well educated, which was early in his life since his father forced him into his studies, he was entrusted with certain secrets one by one. He had to remember them and he and to keep them a secret at all costs. His father had taught him to lie as efficiently as possible, and how to be the CEO of all the companies. It was second nature to Souji, though he normally told the truth anyway. But all of this was just boring memory after boring memory for dear old Souji. But at least he turned out to be a happy child that was relatively laid back. He even had a horde of friends in the area that he lived in. Just like a normal person. But none of this changed the fact that his father was dying and that he would soon be alone. Yet… this never bothered him at all… many people found it rather strange. His father found it as denial.
The year before he was fifteen, his father finally died.
>>Change is always inevitable<<
Following in his father’s footsteps, he had become a businessman at a very young age. Many doubted his knowledge but were constantly proven wrong. In the years he had made few friends and dealt with the many problems of the organization taking over the world. But he was still the same even after losing all of his family. Many companies fell before the might of this new rule. His in the overtaken countries as well. But the main companies were in Japan and that had remained a free country. With no other choice, he pulled the money from all the other buildings around the world before they were conqured and he is still one of the richest men in the world. That wouldn't change. But now he faced even harder problems. With the world in such chaos, he helped fund the resistence without revealing his abilities. He had discovered them when he was young and had used that to help his father become one of the richest men in the world. But he never told his father.
But that never lasted. People found out about him and began to pester him. the rebellion members especially bothered him over such a trivial matter. When he couldn't take anymore harrassment, he fled into hiding with the companies money. He had a secret villa on a restricted side of mount Fuji and stayed there for several months. But to his misfortune, some of the rebellion members found him. They offered him a deal. When he refused, they resorted to blackmail. This pissed Souji off but he agreed to it. This was the only reason he helped the rebellion by becoming a member. He is still funding it as well though. After a year working with the same people, he had somehow grown attached to them but there was no way in hell he was going to tell them that. So he acted the same way he always did but a little more protective over the others than he used to be.
Now he is working on other things and has become rather shady. Not many find that he is very trustworthy but that hasn't stopped him. he has his own reasons for such an annoying ellusion to the groups questions. He often disappears and reappears in the middle of no where. But he thinks he will tell everyone eventually.
✖Oh, almost forgot✖
Cross is blind in his left eye but it rarely hinders him. He has a large scar on his back from a betrayal and the arm he wears his guantlet on. Well... It's actually just the guantlet. He lost his arm. But that really doesn't bother him. He sees it as a life lesson to always remember no matter what.
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The Basics XXXXX
You rang? → Aru Or Loki
I just might be → The Psychopath
I'm this many → 19
The date → December 17. Explains why I'm such a cold person.
Give it to me baby → Anything that catches my interest is good enough for me.
Complications XXXXX
Make way →
Apathetic; Cold; Cacophonic; Lonely
You apparently have no clue of who I am... Well, lets see. I'm sure you know the basics so let's get a bit more elaborate with my personality. I am and will most likely always be, and apathetic cold-hearted harsh b*****d. People are dying in the streets? Your mother or father just divorced? Who cares? I sure as hell don't. My acute case of apathy syndrom keeps me from being able to feel sympathy for others. That is why I make such a great psychopathic ring leader. Feelings are for the weak. So don't expect me to have them. Do the math before profiling me and lumping me in with anyone, kay? Oh yes, I will indeed give you the cold shoulder. I most likely won't even speak with anyone if they don't interest me or if they don't have a use. Don't expect flowered up words on things from me either. Bluntness runs in my blood. My words have hurt more than one person before. They will hurt many more. But despite this outer appearance, I do feel this longing for companionship. In otherwords, yes, I am lonely. But I still push others away. So I just might feel this way forever. What more does a man like me deserve?
Cruel; Sadistic; Teasing
Heh heh. It's frowned upon isn't it? In some ways, I'm no different from a serial killer. Why? Well, I love to torment my enemies. And in fact, they are the ones that receive this emotion and trait full on. I'm not the nicest person around. If you get in my way, I'll cut you down. Be you man, woman, or child. It makes no difference to me. But you won't get a fast and easy humiliating death either. I like to take my time playing with my prey. I am a sadist at heart after all. Nothing gives me more joy than to watch my oponent writhe in pain or beg for mercy that would rarely ever come. And you don't know how many of them died inside, still twitching and moaning, crying their eyes out. The scent of their sweet blood as it poured onto the soil and the sweet cries of their agony. Sometimes it's like I live for those moments. But don't get me wrong. I don't kill anyone. I do have some form of control. I like to tease. It's my only real source of entertainment these days. But my teasing tends to get people hurt. Those that I grow bored with, I throw away. They can go to the cops if they dare. I do not care.
Loyal; Untrusting; Intelligent; Cocky; Kind…?
Are you afraid yet? Ha ha ha. I bet you are. If not, then good for you. Because now comes the less sinister but more surprising aspects of me. My loyalty for the people I hold dear runs deep. Despite whatever any of them may do. But I can't hate someone I love so dearly... right? Well, truth be told, I hate the people in general, but I hate myself most. I will not betray my friends. Why? Well.... that's my secret. Maybe you'll know one day. But you should also know that I lack a strong ability to trust. I will not trust anyone other than myself. But if you do somehow manage to get past my defenses, welcome to my circle of friends. Because then, you won't have to fear me. I'm really quite over-protective when it comes down to that cirlcle. Now in other standards, I am considerd intelligent. Quite so actually. Something I had been working on for years. It's so I cannot fall behind my greatest rival. So you could imagine how cocky I really am. Confidence in my abilities are what keeps me in good spirits. But my head can get a little big. And as for kindness? Well, what do you think? Would you call me kind? No one would. Neither would I myself call me kind. But I must admit that I do have these strange episodes where I do care about others and I do act nice. I have been trying to rid myself of such things for years as well. But it tends to elude me... Of course that seems to have changed a bit.
Once upon a time... → Past, preasent and future... What does it really matter. We're all going to die one day anyway right? But if you really wish to here my history, sit down and listen. But do becareful. The chairs are barbed and dangerous. Try not to get hurt. I was born in a hospital on a cold snowy night. To be exact, it was a blizzard and ten at night when I finally began my life as a human being. Now, I wouldn't say my life was tragic. My mother, a successful business woman that hung with the wrong crowd, was always around to comfort me. She played games with me and spoiled me rotten. Her love for me was so obvious. But she never let me outside. She thought it was too dangerous. I never knew why until I turned six. Mommy was a very endangered woman. People would do anything to kill her. As for my father? He was a kind man that didn't work. He was practically a maid in the house. He did everything. Actually, to tell you the truth. He started out as a maid. He claimed my mother's heart when he worked for her and they got married. A year later, I came along.
Now, let's skip to a few more years later than that. I was ten when it happened. I was an average smart kid with a bright future and many friends at my private school. Nothing wrong with that in the least, no? Well, I hated it. I was always compelled to hate that side of sanity. Maybe it was a genetic defect or something. But I just couldn't stand being a goodie goodie at all. I began turning corrupt. My parents tried their best to change me back into their loving son. It never really worked but for their sakes, I acted like I had changed. Simple psychology really. I didn't know what that was at the time but it was what was happening. So my little facade lasted for a good three years. Can you guess what happened next? Remember the explanation of my personality? I'm psychotic remember? Now why do you think I became that way? No, it was not my pull for corruption. It was more than that. Though it certainly didn't help my situation.
My house was broken into by robbers. Idiots that took everything. They weren't planning anything dangerous, just a decent looting of some sort. Being the child that I was, I attacked them out of nowhere and to save me, my parents died. Wracked with guilt, I was never the same again. No longer considered sane, I was taken to a psychward and monitored until I slowly but assuredly came to my senses. The new me was willing to do anything for what I wanted. I broke out of the ward and they have yet to catch me. I made a vow I intend to keep though. I won't let another loved one escape my grasp again. My friends are dear and will remain so. As you can already guess I'm sure, I met my two companions. We are friends. I grew fascinated with a young sixteen year old and together we planned on kidnapping the people we were fascinated with. Illuminating on this subject, we kidnapped some kids and we don't plan on letting them go. Alive at least.
I'm just that gorgeous → I'm a decent six foot one and have short dark brown hair. My eyes are a blue taht seem to keep people starring. Just a natural charm. My build is slender and athletic. I run a lot and so I'm made for endurence. I need to be that way. Agile as always, I'm pretty good at beating people to a pulp with bony hands. My skin is a good white color with a tinge of tan and the clothes I tend to wear are t-shirts, jeans and jackets. They don't really change. My shoes are light black sneakers. They're worn from all th running too.
A Way of Life XXXXX
By pain of death → If you must know, I still cry at night from nightmares. A side I show no one. If you tell, I'll personally see you to your grave.
darkkhakiI want it. I need it →
~ Books
~ Little puppets and dolls for me to play with
~ The sight of others crying
~ Staying up late to watch the stars
~ Sweets. All kinds of them
Put that away. Not in public →
~ My Nightmares
~ My old house
~ Asylums
~ Bitter foods
~ Idiots
If you must know → He's prone to violence if someoe brings up the wrong subject. He feels bad for hurting someone if he had during the time he was upset.
Master of the plan → Reaping_Chaos137
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Croix Bartel
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Croix. That's pronounced Croy.
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Twenty four to the best of my knowledge. Who knows, I could be lying right?
»»• Ι'm αη οpεη bοοκ;; rεαδ mε •««
Well… I guess I’m rather contradictive then aren’t I? Let’s start out with the side that is simple and straight to the point. I hate people in general and I hate life as well. I’m a very negative person that can’t stand it when people whine about themselves or their lives. We are all such insignificant beings that deserve to be wiped from the face of the earth and I am saying this with a burning passion for the destruction of mankind. No, I’m not being sarcastic though I can be most of the time. In fact… that’s what I show in the face of others. I’m mean and straight to the point. I won’t beat around the bush to keep from hurting your feelings and I certainly won’t care for them. They’re your responsibility so don’t come whining to me about them.
No, I don’t have very many friends and yes, I’m a very distant person. I will often wander off into my own quiet world and can be said to have a very hot temper yet be calm and collective at the same time. I’m indifferent and take my responsibilities seriously. I hate rushing around and I hate being disturbed. Things like loud noises and laughter irritate me easily and total disregard for classroom rules just sends me off the top. But trust me, you’ll never see me get angry in a classroom. Not unless you’re a particular person I truly dislike to the point where I wish to kill you.
I can also be a very kind and gentle person. In some classes, that’s who I am. I guess you could call me a bi-polar person in some ways. I have two dominant personalities after all. I just love cute and cuddly things. They are just the best thing in the world to me and I love animals. If being nice was all I needed to do to keep my students in line, I wouldn’t have a cruel personality at all. In some ways, I’m also quite timid. But that’s something different and out of the ordinary. At first glance, I will be the worst person to be stuck with. So please, don’t choose me as one of the people who have to give up their own freedom for a lousy student that doesn’t know their job is to pass school. It will cut into my very thin nerves.
»»• βεfοrε ʈoɖɑγ, mγ ιifε ωεητ ιiκε τhis •««
Really now? Must you pry into everything? Fine then. Just sit down and listen because I will not repeat myself. I was born on a cold night a a hospital. Nothing strange there right? Well, I was still born at first. My parents thought they had lost yet another child they had so desperately tried to conceive. But to their fortune and my own misery, I was brought to life somehow. And only two seconds more and the doctors would have given up all hope for me surviving. What a shame. Now the world is cursed with a negative presence such as myself. But back to the point, I was raised in a rather normal household of sorts. As a child, I was considered happy and well cared for. My parents spoiled me as much as they could so I was a rather sheltered child.
I grew selfish but that all ended when I entered high school. I began to realize how ugly the world really was and I dumped all the companions I found were useless to me. They weren’t really my friends to begin with. I kept only a few people held dear and as I aged, I grew ever more dark and negative to the homo sapien world but more attached to the wild life of animals. I eventually entered college a bit earlier than most and studied to become a teacher. What possessed me to choose such a loathsome job I still have no answer to but I did. Now I live in a world of hooligans and untamed idiots that need proper guidance less thy destroy themselves in their early years of life.
»»• Ι τεαch, γου ιεαrη •««
Biology, Chemistry, PE and Art
»»• Ιʈ❜ʂ ɑ cʋʀʂɛ! •««
Thankfully, no one has been assigned to me. It’s not like I’d do it by choice you know.
»»• Οh, τhεrε αrε sοmε τhiηgs Ι jυsτ αδοrε! •««
~ Animals
~ Cute stuffed animals
~ All kinds of sweets
~ Snow
»»• Ugh... gετ iτ αωαγ! •««
~ Annoying students
~ People in general
~ Bitter foods
~ Hot weather
»»• Mγ hεαrτ sκips α bεατ... •««
Love is for the misguided…
»»• Υου ςαη fiηδ mε ατ... •««
Dorm two.
»»• Diδ Ι fοrgετ sοmετhiηg? •««
I have a pet kitten that I take everywhere with me. He even helps me teach sometimes. His name is Ring.
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Ritz, Cal or anything you can think of really. I love nicknames.
»»• Ι hανε τhis mαηγ ςαηδιεs οη mγ ςακε •««
A sad twenty four…
»»• Ι'm αη οpεη bοοκ;; rεαδ mε •««
Hmmm… I can’t really explain myself very well because I’m not conceited enough to know myself all that well. Actually, I avoid talking about myself as much as possible. When people bring it up I change the subject as smoothly and as soon as I possibly can. I’m not a negative person though. Not from what the world can see. But you see, I’m a slight coward and I’m not strong willed at all… Or am I? I have been said to be firm even though I’m always smiling on the outside and acting normal. People see me as a happy person and that’s what I play too. I act a bit childish and I rarely make any enemies. I don’t tend to argue but I won’t be a pushover for just anyone either. You have to be very close tome for me to actually do something for you. That being said, I like to help people. It’s just something I can’t seem to control.
But that’s not me really… I love people in truth and I don’t lie. It’s horrible not to tell the truth. But it doesn’t mean I’m opinionated. I’ll try to avoid hurting people’s feelings not because I care but because I’m really selfish. I’m constantly afraid of loosing friends and can’t stand being alone. I’m a lonely soul and can be a bit of a baby in private. I never get angry unless someone tries to make me angry on purpose. Of course, they would have to try very hard. I actually have an invisible wall around me that doesn’t have a door. I doubt I’m loved so I could be suffering from some sort of depression… Possibly. But no, despite my negatives, I’m still a very active person that loves life more than anything. I’m like a loyal dog in some cases too. I have yet to find the reason why but I can get attached pretty easily.
»»• βεfοrε ʈoɖɑγ, mγ ιifε ωεητ ιiκε τhis •««
Can I really not avoid it? Fine but you have to keep this a secret alright? I was born on a hot summer day a sickly child. Two months premature would do that to a person. But guess what? My parents didn’t care. They loved me anyway. At least that was what I had thought at the beginning. As a child I was well card far but they barely had any time to spend with me. I was constantly in the hospital due to asthma but that was okay. My father was a rich businessman and paid for everything without hesitation. My mother was a director and was rarely home as well. Between the ages of five and ten, I didn’t like the fact I was always alone. But I did try to see it their way. My loneliness was insignificant to their jobs though.
When I entered junior high, I acted out. I started to do drugs with some of my friends and skipped school. My parents were so oblivious that they didn’t even notice until high school. How sad is that? I didn’t care the though. I had already been corrupt by the cruel world. They could do nothing to stop me so they turned a blind eye towards me and let me do as I pleased. I would have never stopped if I hadn’t re-met my friend from my childhood. His name was Croix Bartel and he refused to let me do drugs anymore. He held me amongst his few human friends and would not allow me to ruin my own life. So he helped me through rehab and moved in with me to make sure I never started up again. Dedicated ain’t he? You would never be able to tell that he was the same person anymore.
Anyway, I went to apologize to my parents before entering my senior year of high school. They accepted and welcomed me back into their good graces. But then something bad happened. The house caught fire when I accidentally knocked over some candles. We couldn’t stop it in time. So we had to leave but my parents wouldn’t until they got some very important documents in the family safe. They sent me out first with the servants. But of course, they cam back out charred and in body bags… I killed my parents by accident and I moved in with Croix. He’s the only one I could trust at the time and he still listens to my troubles with no complaints. I entered college and became a teacher like Croix. We now work together in this grand school. Remember, don’t tell anyone or I’ll sick Croix on you. Haha kidding.
»»• Ι τεαch, γου ιεαrη •««
Heh heh. I specialize in Biology as well but I also teach classic lit, music, government and Anatomy and physiology. A lot right?
»»• Ιʈ❜ʂ ɑ cʋʀʂɛ! •««
I don’t have one yet but I wouldn’t mind anyone. A teacher’s job is to guide the young.
»»• Οh, τhεrε αrε sοmε τhiηgs Ι jυsτ αδοrε! •««
= Dogs
= Bitter foods
= The concept of death
= Rowdy mean people
= Trouble makers
= Books
= Sunny days
= My childhood friend Croix
»»• Ugh... gετ iτ αωαγ! •««
= Sweets
= Quiet people
= Idiots
= Cats
= Rainy days
= People prying into my past
= Fire
»»• Mγ hεαrτ sκips α bεατ... •««
I’ll tell you one day, but I’m not ready to yet.
»»• Υου ςαη fiηδ mε ατ... •««
Dorm four ^^
»»• Diδ Ι fοrgετ sοmετhiηg? •««
I am utterly afraid of fire and I despise myself very much.
»»• ωhο❜s bεhiηδ τhε mαsκ? •««
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