TaijimaNarumi
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All the profiles of the male characters of Our Town will go here. Only myself and my
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TaijimaNarumi
All the profiles of the male characters of Our Town will go here. Only myself and my
mods may post here. If you need anything edited pm me. =3
TaijimaNarumi
Bashful Loiterer
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Resurrection // Stress ● Thirty ● Homosexual ● Jake Gyllenhaal ● TaijimaNarumi
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☣ ELLIOTT COLE SAVAGE
Resurrection // Stress ● Thirty ● Homosexual ● Jake Gyllenhaal ● TaijimaNarumi
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☣ ELLIOTT COLE SAVAGE
It was at the age of six years that Elliott discover that he was different. It had been his turn that week to watch the classroom pet, a hamster called Ralph. Things were going well, until one day Ralph would not wake up. Feeling worried he decided to pick the hamster up and show it to parents. They would know what to do. As soon as he touched Ralph the hamster began to move again. Elliott choked it all up that Ralph must of have been sleeping, and did not tell his parents about it. They would remain unaware until a month later. Elliott felt his heart stop that day when heard the slam and the yelped of Sarah the family Labrador. His parents also heard it, and rushed outside. Elliott was quicker. Like anybody kid or not tears were streaming down his face at the lost of his beloved pet. Sarah was by the side of the road bloodied, and the driver was no where near. Something told him that he need no had to pet Sarah one last time. So, he did, and just like Ralph the hamster Sarah popped right up. Elliott's parents did not see their son giving life back to a dead dog a miracle. No to them only the Lord could grant life. What their son was doing was evil. For only the devil could do what their son just did was the devil's work. So, Daniel and Margaret Savage decided that their son need to be cleansed of his sins. Elliott felt happy when he felt Sarah wet tongue lick his face. Mommy and Daddy were also there and saw what he did. So, they must be happy. He went to them with Sarah follow with a smile of pure happiness on his face. A smile did not last, because his mommy and daddy were not proud of him. Instead of getting the hug he expected from his mommy, he got slapped hard across the face. He could hear both his parents calling him evil and saw them cross themselves. So, at the age of six Elliott found out that he was evil, and his parents would do anything to cleanse the evil out of him.
His sister Natalie was unaware about her little brother's ability and their parents' worry. She was four years older than him, and the biggest bully Elliott has ever met. She could be nasty one minute, and in a blink of an eye become sweet while in front of adults. Adults who believed her to be only sweet and kind Natalie. Elliott unfortunately by accident broke one of the small china plates his sister used for her dolls. He said sorry, but Natalie decided to was not enough, and kept punishing him. Either by pinching him hard, pulling his hair, scaring him, and just hitting him. To a point where Elliott felt overwhelmed just seeing his sister. It was it along until he became severely stressed out, and brought Natalie's dolls to life. Finally her mind her annoying baby brother had use, and she knew how to get him to bring her dolls to life. It made play much more fun, but their parent could never find out. She threatened Elliott of he did tell them. Still to this day he is unsure who frightened more, Natalie or his parents. He agreed reluctantly, and would bring her dolls to life until she grew bored with them. Even after she still bullied him, and his parents still were wary of him. The older he got the more Elliott knew he had to get out. He would have to wait though, but he would leave as soon as he was able. He avoided his parents and sister as much as he could during his teenage years. There were still times if no was around that he would bring things to life. Animals only if they deserved it. Such as the neighbor's cat after some of Natalie's friends and herself tortured it death. He was also grateful that they were not home, when Tony Reeves his partner on his science project decided to kiss him, and Elliott kissed him back. That was yet another thing that would give his parents reason to hate him more. So, reluctantly told the other boy it had been a mistake, and that he never wanted to see him again.
When he graduated from high school, and got a scholarship at UW (University of Wisconsin). He had never been there, but the school and the city of Madison sounded nice. Plus he had no family out there. His university years were fine. He graduated with a bachelor in fine arts, and decide to move out of the city. He chose to move to place called Devonshire Falls. It was and still is a small town, but Elliott did not mind. After he had fully moved in he got a job at a local bookstore called A Novel Idea. The store was owned by an older man named Eugene Bamford. Eugene quickly became both a friend and the father figure he never had. He was the first person who was not afraid of Elliott's gift. In fact he told him that he was not alone. Many people in town were beyond extraordinary. Sadly Eugene's health got bad, and he died soon. He left Elliott the bookstore, and the small loft above it. Years past and now he is well respected citizen of the town. He is also no longer afraid of who he is.
His sister Natalie was unaware about her little brother's ability and their parents' worry. She was four years older than him, and the biggest bully Elliott has ever met. She could be nasty one minute, and in a blink of an eye become sweet while in front of adults. Adults who believed her to be only sweet and kind Natalie. Elliott unfortunately by accident broke one of the small china plates his sister used for her dolls. He said sorry, but Natalie decided to was not enough, and kept punishing him. Either by pinching him hard, pulling his hair, scaring him, and just hitting him. To a point where Elliott felt overwhelmed just seeing his sister. It was it along until he became severely stressed out, and brought Natalie's dolls to life. Finally her mind her annoying baby brother had use, and she knew how to get him to bring her dolls to life. It made play much more fun, but their parent could never find out. She threatened Elliott of he did tell them. Still to this day he is unsure who frightened more, Natalie or his parents. He agreed reluctantly, and would bring her dolls to life until she grew bored with them. Even after she still bullied him, and his parents still were wary of him. The older he got the more Elliott knew he had to get out. He would have to wait though, but he would leave as soon as he was able. He avoided his parents and sister as much as he could during his teenage years. There were still times if no was around that he would bring things to life. Animals only if they deserved it. Such as the neighbor's cat after some of Natalie's friends and herself tortured it death. He was also grateful that they were not home, when Tony Reeves his partner on his science project decided to kiss him, and Elliott kissed him back. That was yet another thing that would give his parents reason to hate him more. So, reluctantly told the other boy it had been a mistake, and that he never wanted to see him again.
When he graduated from high school, and got a scholarship at UW (University of Wisconsin). He had never been there, but the school and the city of Madison sounded nice. Plus he had no family out there. His university years were fine. He graduated with a bachelor in fine arts, and decide to move out of the city. He chose to move to place called Devonshire Falls. It was and still is a small town, but Elliott did not mind. After he had fully moved in he got a job at a local bookstore called A Novel Idea. The store was owned by an older man named Eugene Bamford. Eugene quickly became both a friend and the father figure he never had. He was the first person who was not afraid of Elliott's gift. In fact he told him that he was not alone. Many people in town were beyond extraordinary. Sadly Eugene's health got bad, and he died soon. He left Elliott the bookstore, and the small loft above it. Years past and now he is well respected citizen of the town. He is also no longer afraid of who he is.
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Dead Manipulation || Awe ● Twenty-Three ● Bisexual ● Andreas Drexlmaier ● MoonlightIllusionist
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☠ JEREMIAH ILIA LUCIO
Dead Manipulation || Awe ● Twenty-Three ● Bisexual ● Andreas Drexlmaier ● MoonlightIllusionist
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☠ JEREMIAH ILIA LUCIO
Miah is the 'black sheep' of the bunch in a sense. He sticks mostly to himself, and tries not to get in the way of others. He is currently dating a good friend of his, Elliott, and is rather happy at the turn of events that brought them together. He had liked him for a while there, since he worked at A Novel Idea with him, but hadn't said much about it for a while. Miah had killed his father. Who wanted to be with that kind of man? Well, that was all to Miah. Miah was simply protecting the rest of his family from his father. His mother later died in a car accident, which left his sister, Persephone, in a coma. Jeremiah was sixteen at the time, and Persephone has yet to wake up. His abilities started showing only a year after the accident, and Miah found himself alone in the realization that he was probably loosing his mind, because he was talking to people who, apparently 'weren't there'. In actuality, Miah has the ability to communicate, summon, and control the dead. He is currently working to become a famous photographer.
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Shapeshifting // Confusion ● Twenty-Five ● Heterosexual ● Andrew Garfield ● TaijimaNarumi
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ✮ RORY DECLAN BELMONT
Shapeshifting // Confusion ● Twenty-Five ● Heterosexual ● Andrew Garfield ● TaijimaNarumi
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ✮ RORY DECLAN BELMONT
There is not a person living in Devonshire Falls who has not heard of the Belmont family. As descendants of one of the town's original founders back in 1804. The family remains one of the town's oldest and most respected. For many generations they acted at as the seats of power for the small town. Until one day Victor Belmont decided that politics was not his calling. Much to his own father's dismay. He wanted to start up a museum for the town. So, he did. It was not easy, but with his unique gift of remembering everything he read, saw, or heard people were soon flocked to him for information. One day he during one of his speeches he met Sandra Little. A woman five years younger than him, with curly strawberry blond hair, and green eyes that light up when she smiled. Sandra was one of the townie's normies (people without gifts). Her father owned the auto repair shop in town. She may of have been a petite delicate thing, but that woman knew more cars than even her father did. She was friends with practically the entire town. It was rare for people not say hello to her, or she to them while out and about. While Victor like people especially those with stories, he was never a very sociable person. Sandra had wanted to learn more about various topics on the town, so she asked him about them. So they began talking. Soon after they began dating, and before either one of them knew they were getting married. The couple was living a happy life together. Meredith Harker won the town election for the first time. (Maybe not fairly, but she won.) They were able to buy a building downtown for the museum. Once finished it would be directly across from the theatre. Sandra was still helping her father out. Things were looking up for the Belmont/Little couple. (Sandra did not change her name.) When they found out that there would be a third member of their little family they could not of been any happier.
Those next nine months pasted with days full of joy, nauseous, and a little bit of back pain. On the evening of June/16/1987 Sandra went into labor. Victor rushed her to the hospital as fast as he could. Doctor Peterson who would be replaced by Gene Berne later that year was to deliver the baby. Something went horribly wrong during the delivery, and Sandra had bled to death. Her infant son was lucky that he had lived. Victor never blamed the child for his wife's death. He knew that she would of never wanted that, and if it was her life or the baby's, he knew which she would of chosen. Victor named his son Rory like his mother wanted, and also gave him her father's name. Declan Little had been a big help to the couple before he too had passed away from cancer a few months ago. Victor raised his son the best he could, and taught him all sorts of various things. Rory liked nothing more than to listen to his father talk. When he was a little older, he started changing into animals and sometimes other people. The older he got the better control he got. He also knows now that he can only change into animals and people he has seen. People are harder than animals, so he usually sticks with canine forms. Rory is defiantly his mother's son. Like Sandra he can enter a room and befriend everyone in it. Even the most reclusive, and temperamental. One day he met Taylor Monroe the fire dancer from Hawaii, and the two soon became the best of friends.
Those next nine months pasted with days full of joy, nauseous, and a little bit of back pain. On the evening of June/16/1987 Sandra went into labor. Victor rushed her to the hospital as fast as he could. Doctor Peterson who would be replaced by Gene Berne later that year was to deliver the baby. Something went horribly wrong during the delivery, and Sandra had bled to death. Her infant son was lucky that he had lived. Victor never blamed the child for his wife's death. He knew that she would of never wanted that, and if it was her life or the baby's, he knew which she would of chosen. Victor named his son Rory like his mother wanted, and also gave him her father's name. Declan Little had been a big help to the couple before he too had passed away from cancer a few months ago. Victor raised his son the best he could, and taught him all sorts of various things. Rory liked nothing more than to listen to his father talk. When he was a little older, he started changing into animals and sometimes other people. The older he got the better control he got. He also knows now that he can only change into animals and people he has seen. People are harder than animals, so he usually sticks with canine forms. Rory is defiantly his mother's son. Like Sandra he can enter a room and befriend everyone in it. Even the most reclusive, and temperamental. One day he met Taylor Monroe the fire dancer from Hawaii, and the two soon became the best of friends.
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Teleportation & Animalistic Senses || Depression ● Twenty-Seven ● Heterosexual ● Hugh Jackman ● MoonlightIllusionist
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☬ JACKSON JON HEART
Teleportation & Animalistic Senses || Depression ● Twenty-Seven ● Heterosexual ● Hugh Jackman ● MoonlightIllusionist
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☬ JACKSON JON HEART
Jackson doesn't want to get into all his bullshit, but his entire life is one giant sob story. Starting off with the beatings of himself, his mother, and younger sister, it turned into rape for his sister, and soon she killed herself. Jackson blamed himself for many years, and still does. He was engaged at one point in time, but when Claire found she was pregnant, she basically had the baby, gave it to him, and left him for good. Jackson was twenty when his daughter, Ava was born, and he never looked back.
Ava is the most important thing/person in Jackson's life. And when his father tried something with Ava as a baby, Jackson merely shot the man point blank and left with his baby girl. Jackson's mother got rid of the body, and neither of them had any trouble with the law. Jackson moved from France to America to escape the upsetting past he had, took Ava with him, and has been working as a football coach, and French teacher at the local high school and college since. He found himself able to teleport when he was about twenty-three, because of some Depression he was having, and it was one of the main triggers. Thankfully Jackson drinks so much he usually doesn't feel depression anymore. So, if questioned, no he's not an alcoholic. In reality? He's destroying his liver. But he's a good father. And he won't have anyone tell him otherwise.
Ava is the most important thing/person in Jackson's life. And when his father tried something with Ava as a baby, Jackson merely shot the man point blank and left with his baby girl. Jackson's mother got rid of the body, and neither of them had any trouble with the law. Jackson moved from France to America to escape the upsetting past he had, took Ava with him, and has been working as a football coach, and French teacher at the local high school and college since. He found himself able to teleport when he was about twenty-three, because of some Depression he was having, and it was one of the main triggers. Thankfully Jackson drinks so much he usually doesn't feel depression anymore. So, if questioned, no he's not an alcoholic. In reality? He's destroying his liver. But he's a good father. And he won't have anyone tell him otherwise.
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Chronokinesis // Protectiveness ● Twenty-Seven ● Heterosexual ● Harry Lloyd ● TaijimaNarumi
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ♞ KELLAN IANTO BELLEROSE
Chronokinesis // Protectiveness ● Twenty-Seven ● Heterosexual ● Harry Lloyd ● TaijimaNarumi
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ♞ KELLAN IANTO BELLEROSE
Kellan and his twin sister Roisin were born in a small village in Wales just outside of Cardiff. . It's was when they were ten that Kellan discover that he could control the flow of time. Making the clocks run slower meant more time to play. The only person who knew he could do this was, Roisin. She thought the whole things was great fun. Even if she was a tad jealous. When they were thirteen a man named Claude Davenport decided to foster them both. He seemed like a nice man. The twins were ecstatic at first, but quickly grew to hate Claude. Claude so called niceness was an act. Underneath his facade he was an abusive man, who was fond of touching Kellan and his sister in unfit ways. The twins hated their new home, but at least they still had each other. One day Claude sent Kellan out to pick up something for him in the post office. He wanted to take Roisin with him, he hated leaving her with Claude. Claude refused saying that he would beat Kellan and then his sister if he did not leave. Not wanting that to happen the teenager left with a sick feeling in his throat. His errand went along longer then he thought it would. Once he had the package he was sent for he rushed home. The house was a mess. Broken dishes and glass were everywhere. Someone had pulled a bookshelf away from the wall. The worst when he noticed it was the blood. He dropped the package not caring that it said fragile on it and began frantically looking for Roisin. He found her in one of the bedrooms mangled and bloody. Her clothes were off and by the state of her body she had put up a fight. There was no Claude, to be found. He slowly approached his sister shaking from head to toe. He touched his hand to her face and found it was stone cold. When he came out of his shock a wave of emotion hit him and he kneel over and cried and cried.
Kellan did what he need to with the police and decided that he would live alone. Even if that meant living on the streets. He worked, went to school, and sleep here and there. When he was eighteen another important person entered his life. Her name was Julie and he fell in love with her. Julie came from a home like his had been with Claude. She would often complain about how her dad hurt her. Kellan never acted on his feeling, but he and Julie would spend a lot of time together. They were hanging out near the train tracks when Julie's father came. He was in temper and began pulling Julie back home. Telling her that he was going to beat her black and blue. Kellan's own temper flared and he wanted to protect Julie. He grabbed her and tugged her out of her father's arms. Then he pushed her father onto the tracks. He used his power to make the train that was schedule to come in one hour come suddenly. The train killed Julie's father instantly. Kellan who did not realize that the urge to protect someone triggered his power whether he wanted to use it or not. He expected Julie to feel relieved and happy that he had taken care of a threat to her life. She was not though, she was furious at him. Why did he have to kill her father? She asked yelling and hitting him. He was only like this one when he was drunk. He was a nice man the rest of time. The two parted ways, and from that day on Kellan became more apathetic. He either liked or hated people, they were just people. He had no true friends until he moved to America, and settled down in a small Wisconsin town called Devonshire Falls. There he met a man the same age as him, and with a similar past. Jackson Heart would become the first true Kellan would ever had, and he Jackson's.He now owns and runs the only bar in town called The Dame Alice. Where Jackson and those he likes are welcome to free drinks.
Kellan did what he need to with the police and decided that he would live alone. Even if that meant living on the streets. He worked, went to school, and sleep here and there. When he was eighteen another important person entered his life. Her name was Julie and he fell in love with her. Julie came from a home like his had been with Claude. She would often complain about how her dad hurt her. Kellan never acted on his feeling, but he and Julie would spend a lot of time together. They were hanging out near the train tracks when Julie's father came. He was in temper and began pulling Julie back home. Telling her that he was going to beat her black and blue. Kellan's own temper flared and he wanted to protect Julie. He grabbed her and tugged her out of her father's arms. Then he pushed her father onto the tracks. He used his power to make the train that was schedule to come in one hour come suddenly. The train killed Julie's father instantly. Kellan who did not realize that the urge to protect someone triggered his power whether he wanted to use it or not. He expected Julie to feel relieved and happy that he had taken care of a threat to her life. She was not though, she was furious at him. Why did he have to kill her father? She asked yelling and hitting him. He was only like this one when he was drunk. He was a nice man the rest of time. The two parted ways, and from that day on Kellan became more apathetic. He either liked or hated people, they were just people. He had no true friends until he moved to America, and settled down in a small Wisconsin town called Devonshire Falls. There he met a man the same age as him, and with a similar past. Jackson Heart would become the first true Kellan would ever had, and he Jackson's.He now owns and runs the only bar in town called The Dame Alice. Where Jackson and those he likes are welcome to free drinks.
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Power Augmentation || Rage/Anger/Ailments ● Twenty Three ● Pansexual ● Robin Gervais ● Amazing Kuma
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ⇳ MIKHAIL ALEXANDER LAWRENCE
Power Augmentation || Rage/Anger/Ailments ● Twenty Three ● Pansexual ● Robin Gervais ● Amazing Kuma
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ⇳ MIKHAIL ALEXANDER LAWRENCE
Mikhail was born to Alexander Lawrence, a Russia born and hardworking man, and Silvia Wesvan, a beautiful french woman that escaped to Russia. They both loved each other dearly and were inseparable, meeting at a somewhat young age. They lived together in Moscow, near Alexander's family, they had for the most part a happy life. Though Alex's family was very old world and still harbored some hatred for the french. So they disapproved of them being together, threatening Alex with being disowned if he further the relationship they had. But he couldn't do that, he loved Silvia too much to leave her. His defiance did not please them at all, especially not after they had a child together, before they were married as well. That child being named Mikhail Alexander Lawrence.
Mikhail's very existence was proof of of Alex's defiance and now the embodiment of that and his family's disgust. Needless to say Alex and Mikhail was disowned and couldn't live in Moscow anymore, their family knew almost everybody who refused to deal with them. So Alex, Mikhail, and Silvia had to move away from the city, choosing a more rural area up in the mountain area of Russia. By this time Silvia and Alex were married and had another son, Georgi. They all were living happily, it was rough at first moving from a modern way of living to living off the land to survive. But they managed through, Mikhail taking on the role of the oldest son and helping his father with the farming and things like that. His mother was also able to find a job at this small bakery in the small town they lived near.
Overall they lived an happy life, Mikhail and Alex working together to provide for their family, Silvia helping as well and bring home sweets for her children, and Georgi and Mikhail even received some formal teachings from a neighbor. A beautiful woman called Ania, you could say she was Mikhail's first love, young love. Over the years Silvia and Alex proceeded to more children, two more boys, to Silvia's dismay, she hoped for at least one daughter. But she was still to have her boys, Alex, Mikhail, Georgi, Luka, and the baby of the bunch, Grant. It was a full house and bit rougher with so many people now, especially boys who eat like wild animals, but they managed.
For only a short while though, eventually it was getting more difficult to just survive. They had to eat less and cut back on things, Mikhail and Alex sacrificing their meals for the rest of their family. The land was dying out slowly, and without that back them the area was running out of resources. People started to leave the village for better more resource rich lands further away. But Mikhail and his family couldn't just up and leave, they decided to keep faith and keep trying to work something out the ground. Unfortunately the events that followed that decision lead to nothing but tragedy for the happy family, they should've left when they had the chance.
A small faction of a Mercenary group decided to use their village with a dwindling populace as their new base. They came in speaking of protection in exchange for just a place to live. It was alright at first but it only got worse. They started to drain the land of it's resource even faster, hassling the remaining people, and put a tight grip on everything. They started charging for protection against outside forces that only showed up because of the mercenary group being there. The protection fee was extravagant and people were already pretty poor to begin with, so everyone was now indebted to them, including Mikhail's family. The mercenary group was coming down especially harder on his family, this was because they were the last ones farming off the land. They demanded protection money and more food from them. Constantly coming by hassling their family, threatening to steal their mother, and playing around with his youngest brothers, trying to play war with real guns. It filled Mikhail with so much rage he was ready to go destroy them all on his own.
But his parents talked him out of it as it would be foolish and only lead to his death. So they continued to suffer through it. Until one day the leader got fed up with ill sufficient payments for them, bringing his entire group along to threaten his family. Telling them to pay up, give them their farm, his mother, or else they'd all die. Alex didn't know what to do, he couldn't give any of those things, especially not his wife, or let his family die. But before he could give any answer Mikhail volunteered to go along with the mercenary group and fill their ranks. He knew they were losing people due to hunger and combat. And the leader liked Khail for his guts, standing up to step in the fire to protect his family. So he agreed he'd leave his family alone in exchange for Mikhail joining them. His family was devastated and protested loudly, his father trying to take his place. But Mikhail told them all to let their oldest son and brother make this sacrifice for them. And then he left with the group, tears streaming down his face, his last act as a child. He was only about 16 at the time, leaving his life behind.
Now he was starting a new one as a fighter. To be honest he hated the group, claiming to protect people but using them for their money and food, what kind of savior does that? But Khail at least believed in their cause, that and the fact that his family was safe now was enough fuel for him. The mercenary group worked to keep revolts down and any invaders coming through the mountains out. It was a constant battle surprisingly, so Khail had to work to get strong so he could stay alive. And he wouldn't be lying if he said he wanted to get stronger to get revenge on the group and its leader. What sweet revenge it would be, using the very techniques and lessons they taught him to destroy them, biting the hand that feeds you. It was likely he wasn't going to see his family again anyway so he at least could do this for them.
Years went by quickly but his time spent with the group seemed to go on forever. In the beginning due to his defiance and lip he was usually beat daily, he had to be taught who was in control. Most of the time it lead to be whipped like a slave but one occasion the leader took care of him himself, the leader being a better fighter than Khail expected. His first few years with the group is were most of the scars that cover his body now come from. The rest coming from different battles he had to fight in. But the group taught him the traditional martial art of their country, sambo, and how to handle a gun but Khail was against using them so they taught him more hand to hand combat techniques. They even taught him how to survive in nature on his own, by throwing him and a few other new recruits out into the mountains alone for a couple weeks. Khail's hatred for the group didn't die out even a little in his time with them but he was still grateful for what he learned. Besides he did make one friend in other male that was picked up from another small village, Niko. They both grew up together, Khail helping the younger male get situated with his new life. Niko couldn't help constantly going on about seeing his mother and grandfather again. The other members just laughed at him but Khail stuck by his side, he couldn't take out the group on his own he hoped Niko would help him.
A couple more years went by and now Khial was twenty years old, he spent four going on five years with mercenary group. Fighting for them and getting further and further away from his family, he sometimes wondered if they were okay or even still at their home. But he knew he didn't have the chance to go back and see, he was okay with that fact, well that's what he told himself at least. Niko however still couldn't get over it, he wanted to his family again. So against his better judgement Khail decided to sneak out with Niko to find out. They were pretty far from Niko's old house but it was possible with the both of them. So that night they escaped and traveled the several hundred miles to find Niko's home.
Eventually they found their way to Niko's old village, the younger male was brimming with happiness. But that quickly drained from his face, the village was destroyed. Stripped of all things valuable and its people dead, Niko's house was the worse. It was burnt and collapsed on the ground, you could still smell the burning cinders. There was one person who seemed to escape the attack still in the village, barely. He told Khail and Niko of this group running through the village under the cover of night and destroying the village a long time ago. They seemed to take a special interest in Niko's house though. Filling it with Molotovs and set the house ablaze, with the two people living there still inside. They didn't need any further details to know it was he mercenary group they took their lives and now Niko's family's lives. Khail was filled with rage again, a strange sensation coming over him at the time, but he ignored it, he was too angry at the time. Niko however was crushed, he couldn't handle it, this loss, so he pulled his gun from his holster and put himself out of his misery. Khail was too busy with his own anger to notice fast enough, his friend dying in front of him. That was the last straw, this so called saviour group must be destroyed. There was something in the back of his mind, his own family safety but again he was too busy with his own revenge for Niko.
When Khail made it back to their current camp he was immediately sent to the leader's tent to be scolded. He asked Khail why he and Niko left, and Khail was honest with him. They went to find Niko's family, the one that leader had killed. He expected the leader to lie about it but he just laughed and meet him with a cocky "So?" That's when he lost it, immediately jumping the man and pinning him to the ground a knife to the throat. He could see the fear in his eyes and it was sweet to him at the time. Then Khail asked of his family, and he demanded he told him the truth. It turns out the same happened to his family, they went to attack the farm the year after Khail joined them. His parents were gunned down, along with his younger brother, but his other two brother were missing. After he learned that everything else was a blur, he moved with blinding rage. Killing the leader, his first kill ever, then proceeded to kill the guards that came after him for killing their leader. The next day Khail woke up in a snow field surrounded by several lifeless bodies, people he killed when he went berserk. His own body didn't make it out of it unscathed, several cuts all over his form, adding to his collection. Now that he was in a calm state of mind he just noticed he was shot, twice, he was bleeding out his stomach. If he didn't do anything about his wounds he was going to die.
The camp was abandoned, the recruits escaped in the chaos and the guards he didn't kill escaped as well. He would've tended to his own wounds but he losing consciousness. Before he could do anything he passed out again and expected to wake up in hell. But when he finally did wake up again he noticed he was somewhere else. The sound of a woman singing was what woke him up, it sounded familiar. When he opened his eyes he immediately recognized that brown hair that was graying now, Miss Ania. She saved him and dressed his wounds, keeping him alive for old times sake. He was so happy to see a familiar face, he was weak at the time though so he drifted back to sleep. When he finally regained his strength he began to question Ania for details on the day his parents and brother was killed. She repeated what the Merc leader told him, he secretly hoped he was wrong. Then he asked her about his other brothers, she was quiet on about them at first. Then she told him that his father told them to escape to her house for protection at the time. And when the rest of his family was killed she decided to send them away, to America. She had a sister there and she agreed to raise Georgi and Luka, Khail was happy. He still had a family, that was good. After a couple more months to recover and save up Khail eventually made his way over to America.
It took him a year and half to get himself situated, learning english for his new environment, finding a place to stay, and a job. He was trying to save up to get a home to live with his brothers again. He was able to get into contact with them, Luka was ecstatic to see his oldest brother was still alive, Georgi on the other hand held some resent me towards him. He spoke to Luka almost everyday and Georgi from time to time. Once Khail turned twenty-two he saved up enough to get a place with his brothers, who were currently staying on their own. But Georgi was against the idea, claiming he would take care of Luka since it was obvious Mikhail couldn't. It was hurtful, but understandable, Khail figured he blamed him for their parent's and brother's death after running away. So Khail decided to move somewhere else on his own, give his brothers their space. That's how he ended up in Devonshire Falls, it was quiet and small, kind of reminded him of home. He doubted trouble would brew in such a small place, plus the people were nice, so he was content. His has currently been living in Devonshire Falls for a little over half a year now.
Mikhail's very existence was proof of of Alex's defiance and now the embodiment of that and his family's disgust. Needless to say Alex and Mikhail was disowned and couldn't live in Moscow anymore, their family knew almost everybody who refused to deal with them. So Alex, Mikhail, and Silvia had to move away from the city, choosing a more rural area up in the mountain area of Russia. By this time Silvia and Alex were married and had another son, Georgi. They all were living happily, it was rough at first moving from a modern way of living to living off the land to survive. But they managed through, Mikhail taking on the role of the oldest son and helping his father with the farming and things like that. His mother was also able to find a job at this small bakery in the small town they lived near.
Overall they lived an happy life, Mikhail and Alex working together to provide for their family, Silvia helping as well and bring home sweets for her children, and Georgi and Mikhail even received some formal teachings from a neighbor. A beautiful woman called Ania, you could say she was Mikhail's first love, young love. Over the years Silvia and Alex proceeded to more children, two more boys, to Silvia's dismay, she hoped for at least one daughter. But she was still to have her boys, Alex, Mikhail, Georgi, Luka, and the baby of the bunch, Grant. It was a full house and bit rougher with so many people now, especially boys who eat like wild animals, but they managed.
For only a short while though, eventually it was getting more difficult to just survive. They had to eat less and cut back on things, Mikhail and Alex sacrificing their meals for the rest of their family. The land was dying out slowly, and without that back them the area was running out of resources. People started to leave the village for better more resource rich lands further away. But Mikhail and his family couldn't just up and leave, they decided to keep faith and keep trying to work something out the ground. Unfortunately the events that followed that decision lead to nothing but tragedy for the happy family, they should've left when they had the chance.
A small faction of a Mercenary group decided to use their village with a dwindling populace as their new base. They came in speaking of protection in exchange for just a place to live. It was alright at first but it only got worse. They started to drain the land of it's resource even faster, hassling the remaining people, and put a tight grip on everything. They started charging for protection against outside forces that only showed up because of the mercenary group being there. The protection fee was extravagant and people were already pretty poor to begin with, so everyone was now indebted to them, including Mikhail's family. The mercenary group was coming down especially harder on his family, this was because they were the last ones farming off the land. They demanded protection money and more food from them. Constantly coming by hassling their family, threatening to steal their mother, and playing around with his youngest brothers, trying to play war with real guns. It filled Mikhail with so much rage he was ready to go destroy them all on his own.
But his parents talked him out of it as it would be foolish and only lead to his death. So they continued to suffer through it. Until one day the leader got fed up with ill sufficient payments for them, bringing his entire group along to threaten his family. Telling them to pay up, give them their farm, his mother, or else they'd all die. Alex didn't know what to do, he couldn't give any of those things, especially not his wife, or let his family die. But before he could give any answer Mikhail volunteered to go along with the mercenary group and fill their ranks. He knew they were losing people due to hunger and combat. And the leader liked Khail for his guts, standing up to step in the fire to protect his family. So he agreed he'd leave his family alone in exchange for Mikhail joining them. His family was devastated and protested loudly, his father trying to take his place. But Mikhail told them all to let their oldest son and brother make this sacrifice for them. And then he left with the group, tears streaming down his face, his last act as a child. He was only about 16 at the time, leaving his life behind.
Now he was starting a new one as a fighter. To be honest he hated the group, claiming to protect people but using them for their money and food, what kind of savior does that? But Khail at least believed in their cause, that and the fact that his family was safe now was enough fuel for him. The mercenary group worked to keep revolts down and any invaders coming through the mountains out. It was a constant battle surprisingly, so Khail had to work to get strong so he could stay alive. And he wouldn't be lying if he said he wanted to get stronger to get revenge on the group and its leader. What sweet revenge it would be, using the very techniques and lessons they taught him to destroy them, biting the hand that feeds you. It was likely he wasn't going to see his family again anyway so he at least could do this for them.
Years went by quickly but his time spent with the group seemed to go on forever. In the beginning due to his defiance and lip he was usually beat daily, he had to be taught who was in control. Most of the time it lead to be whipped like a slave but one occasion the leader took care of him himself, the leader being a better fighter than Khail expected. His first few years with the group is were most of the scars that cover his body now come from. The rest coming from different battles he had to fight in. But the group taught him the traditional martial art of their country, sambo, and how to handle a gun but Khail was against using them so they taught him more hand to hand combat techniques. They even taught him how to survive in nature on his own, by throwing him and a few other new recruits out into the mountains alone for a couple weeks. Khail's hatred for the group didn't die out even a little in his time with them but he was still grateful for what he learned. Besides he did make one friend in other male that was picked up from another small village, Niko. They both grew up together, Khail helping the younger male get situated with his new life. Niko couldn't help constantly going on about seeing his mother and grandfather again. The other members just laughed at him but Khail stuck by his side, he couldn't take out the group on his own he hoped Niko would help him.
A couple more years went by and now Khial was twenty years old, he spent four going on five years with mercenary group. Fighting for them and getting further and further away from his family, he sometimes wondered if they were okay or even still at their home. But he knew he didn't have the chance to go back and see, he was okay with that fact, well that's what he told himself at least. Niko however still couldn't get over it, he wanted to his family again. So against his better judgement Khail decided to sneak out with Niko to find out. They were pretty far from Niko's old house but it was possible with the both of them. So that night they escaped and traveled the several hundred miles to find Niko's home.
Eventually they found their way to Niko's old village, the younger male was brimming with happiness. But that quickly drained from his face, the village was destroyed. Stripped of all things valuable and its people dead, Niko's house was the worse. It was burnt and collapsed on the ground, you could still smell the burning cinders. There was one person who seemed to escape the attack still in the village, barely. He told Khail and Niko of this group running through the village under the cover of night and destroying the village a long time ago. They seemed to take a special interest in Niko's house though. Filling it with Molotovs and set the house ablaze, with the two people living there still inside. They didn't need any further details to know it was he mercenary group they took their lives and now Niko's family's lives. Khail was filled with rage again, a strange sensation coming over him at the time, but he ignored it, he was too angry at the time. Niko however was crushed, he couldn't handle it, this loss, so he pulled his gun from his holster and put himself out of his misery. Khail was too busy with his own anger to notice fast enough, his friend dying in front of him. That was the last straw, this so called saviour group must be destroyed. There was something in the back of his mind, his own family safety but again he was too busy with his own revenge for Niko.
When Khail made it back to their current camp he was immediately sent to the leader's tent to be scolded. He asked Khail why he and Niko left, and Khail was honest with him. They went to find Niko's family, the one that leader had killed. He expected the leader to lie about it but he just laughed and meet him with a cocky "So?" That's when he lost it, immediately jumping the man and pinning him to the ground a knife to the throat. He could see the fear in his eyes and it was sweet to him at the time. Then Khail asked of his family, and he demanded he told him the truth. It turns out the same happened to his family, they went to attack the farm the year after Khail joined them. His parents were gunned down, along with his younger brother, but his other two brother were missing. After he learned that everything else was a blur, he moved with blinding rage. Killing the leader, his first kill ever, then proceeded to kill the guards that came after him for killing their leader. The next day Khail woke up in a snow field surrounded by several lifeless bodies, people he killed when he went berserk. His own body didn't make it out of it unscathed, several cuts all over his form, adding to his collection. Now that he was in a calm state of mind he just noticed he was shot, twice, he was bleeding out his stomach. If he didn't do anything about his wounds he was going to die.
The camp was abandoned, the recruits escaped in the chaos and the guards he didn't kill escaped as well. He would've tended to his own wounds but he losing consciousness. Before he could do anything he passed out again and expected to wake up in hell. But when he finally did wake up again he noticed he was somewhere else. The sound of a woman singing was what woke him up, it sounded familiar. When he opened his eyes he immediately recognized that brown hair that was graying now, Miss Ania. She saved him and dressed his wounds, keeping him alive for old times sake. He was so happy to see a familiar face, he was weak at the time though so he drifted back to sleep. When he finally regained his strength he began to question Ania for details on the day his parents and brother was killed. She repeated what the Merc leader told him, he secretly hoped he was wrong. Then he asked her about his other brothers, she was quiet on about them at first. Then she told him that his father told them to escape to her house for protection at the time. And when the rest of his family was killed she decided to send them away, to America. She had a sister there and she agreed to raise Georgi and Luka, Khail was happy. He still had a family, that was good. After a couple more months to recover and save up Khail eventually made his way over to America.
It took him a year and half to get himself situated, learning english for his new environment, finding a place to stay, and a job. He was trying to save up to get a home to live with his brothers again. He was able to get into contact with them, Luka was ecstatic to see his oldest brother was still alive, Georgi on the other hand held some resent me towards him. He spoke to Luka almost everyday and Georgi from time to time. Once Khail turned twenty-two he saved up enough to get a place with his brothers, who were currently staying on their own. But Georgi was against the idea, claiming he would take care of Luka since it was obvious Mikhail couldn't. It was hurtful, but understandable, Khail figured he blamed him for their parent's and brother's death after running away. So Khail decided to move somewhere else on his own, give his brothers their space. That's how he ended up in Devonshire Falls, it was quiet and small, kind of reminded him of home. He doubted trouble would brew in such a small place, plus the people were nice, so he was content. His has currently been living in Devonshire Falls for a little over half a year now.
TaijimaNarumi
Bashful Loiterer
OPEN|RESERVED|TAKEN
Deity Empowerment//Intense Fear and Anger ● Twenty One ● Heterosexual border-lining Asexual ● Yong Jun-hyung ● Amazing Kuma
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ∞ AKIRA NAOTO OKUMURA
Deity Empowerment//Intense Fear and Anger ● Twenty One ● Heterosexual border-lining Asexual ● Yong Jun-hyung ● Amazing Kuma
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ∞ AKIRA NAOTO OKUMURA
Would you want to live a life that was already planned out for you even before you were born? Akira didn't, he had to escape, get away from what his parents wanted for him. You see Akira's family are well known in his home country of Korea and other Asian regions in the east. They own one of the largest companies in the eastern region, and even have some reach in America. They are mostly known for their work in Medical work, research, supplies, management; in fact most of the medicine the world uses this day his family had a hand in creating/supplying it. But they also moved to other fields, technology, entertainment, etc. One should feel lucky to be born or accepted into this amazing blood line. But Akira didn't feel that honor, not even once. He always felt like he was suffocating under the weight of responsibility his parents put on his shoulder, even as a young child. They always demanded the best, and if that wasn't given up to them then punishment was the only suitable answer.
Now his parents never hit him or anything like that, Akira wasn't abused, physically anyway. But their words and glares, both so cold, would cut so deep and mess with his head. It would explain why Akira is so awkward around other people to this day, his fear of people and being social. But it was enough back then to get him moving, following the path they laid out before him. He swallowed what little pride he had and followed along like a good little boy, that was his life, a puppet. Until one day he couldn't take it anymore. He was older now, eighteen is when his parents told him he would be marrying this girl he never met before, bringing their family together and giving them more power, it was the least he could do. He didn't know why but that was the last straw, he had to break out. It wasn't an easy task, leaving that mansion, but takes to a little skill he developed over the years he was able to leave the country, his homeland. He hated being forced to take so many lessons to be the perfect son but he did enjoy his lesson dealing with the world of technology. He worked on it in secret and developed his amazing hacking skills, something special to him since it was his first real decision he made on his own.
But that was how he was able to make it to America, change his name/identity (taking on a japanese name to allude his parents some), and get his own place. But he was still the awkward Akira who couldn't deal with people, spazzing out from being around another human being for too long. Plus he had to hide away from his parents' watchful eyes even in America, so he become a recluse. Surviving with a little cyber.."borrowing" here and there, government work (not always America's), and side work as a light novel writer. This is how Akira lived his new life, locked away in his home, free from the world, and only leaving for supplies now and then.
Now his parents never hit him or anything like that, Akira wasn't abused, physically anyway. But their words and glares, both so cold, would cut so deep and mess with his head. It would explain why Akira is so awkward around other people to this day, his fear of people and being social. But it was enough back then to get him moving, following the path they laid out before him. He swallowed what little pride he had and followed along like a good little boy, that was his life, a puppet. Until one day he couldn't take it anymore. He was older now, eighteen is when his parents told him he would be marrying this girl he never met before, bringing their family together and giving them more power, it was the least he could do. He didn't know why but that was the last straw, he had to break out. It wasn't an easy task, leaving that mansion, but takes to a little skill he developed over the years he was able to leave the country, his homeland. He hated being forced to take so many lessons to be the perfect son but he did enjoy his lesson dealing with the world of technology. He worked on it in secret and developed his amazing hacking skills, something special to him since it was his first real decision he made on his own.
But that was how he was able to make it to America, change his name/identity (taking on a japanese name to allude his parents some), and get his own place. But he was still the awkward Akira who couldn't deal with people, spazzing out from being around another human being for too long. Plus he had to hide away from his parents' watchful eyes even in America, so he become a recluse. Surviving with a little cyber.."borrowing" here and there, government work (not always America's), and side work as a light novel writer. This is how Akira lived his new life, locked away in his home, free from the world, and only leaving for supplies now and then.
TaijimaNarumi
Bashful Loiterer
OPEN|RESERVED|TAKEN
Dragonic || Betrayed ● Twenty-Four ● Lesbian, but guys are okay sometime ● Matthias Harris ● MoonlightIllusionist
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ♆ MATTHIAS ANTON HAVRYIL
Dragonic || Betrayed ● Twenty-Four ● Lesbian, but guys are okay sometime ● Matthias Harris ● MoonlightIllusionist
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ♆ MATTHIAS ANTON HAVRYIL
Matthias was born to a lovely woman named Nadia. His father, for a good portion of his life, was non-existent. Nadia never spoke of her husband, or the man who helped conceive him. Matthias thought little of it, thinking that his father was probably just some jackass who came and went. Matthias was happy with his mother. Until one fateful night that his entire home caught ablaze. Matthias was the only one to survive, and his allusive father was contacted. Matthias met his father, a man to which Matthias learned to hate rather quickly. He was cold, uncaring, and sociopathic to say the least. Matthias was nothing to him, but maybe the 'heir to his blood line' what ever the ******** that meant. Matthias grew up, being trained and taught to be a true gentlemen. You see, Matthias's parents -- both of them -- were rich. Very rich, and Matthias was forced to be apart of his father's parties. That was until Matthias grew up -- there was a fortune on his mother's side that had been left in his name. Matthias took his money and left his father, especially when he was displeased by the choice of woman Matthias was interested in, one especially; Anastasia.
Anastasia was a woman who didn't care about the money he inherited; she loved him deeply for him. Matthias had fun with her; could laugh, play, and sing with her around. He could be himself. And she was the one who talked him into acting, or going into music. Matthias loved Ana more than anything in this entire world; she was his world.
But his father was an angry, vengeful man who didn't want such a woman in Matthias's life. She didn't come from a wealthy family, so she wasn't good enough for the man he called his son. Tragedy struck; Matthias's own father murdered Ana before his own eyes after Matthias told his father, angrily, that he would be marrying Ana whether he liked it or not. Because he loved the woman. And that was more important to him than any money, or any reputation he might have.
Matthias was twenty at the time. Matthias felt betrayed. This man -- his own father -- had killed the very woman he loved; his entire world -- and he felt no remorse in the action.
Standing there in the rain in front of her apartment, her body laying against the cold, wet pavement as she bled, her life no longer within her eyes, Matthias cried. He had never felt such anger, such betrayal in his entire life. And something happened in that instance; Matthias changed. Not just mentally, but physically. Matthias grew to a size no normal mortal would grow in mere seconds and within his blind rage, he reacted out of instinct, roaring with great veracity and soon followed was an enormous cloud of fire, which ripped through the cold, wet morning and encased his father completely, violently sending the man to the depths of hell, where he would forever burn.
Matthias moved. He stayed in the Ukraine for a while, but the memories of his parents, and Ana were far too great for him. Matthias moved again, this time to America where he openly persisted acting, and music. He got his bachelors in theater when he was twenty-three, and is working on a bachelor's in Music now. He moved to a small town, Devonshire Falls. And he opened up a old-style opera-house, which poses as both a stage, and a movie theater, which he calls ''Press play". He does teaches acting lessons, works with vocalists, and owns the small music store near A Novel Idea, called "Treble 'n Clefton".
Anastasia was a woman who didn't care about the money he inherited; she loved him deeply for him. Matthias had fun with her; could laugh, play, and sing with her around. He could be himself. And she was the one who talked him into acting, or going into music. Matthias loved Ana more than anything in this entire world; she was his world.
But his father was an angry, vengeful man who didn't want such a woman in Matthias's life. She didn't come from a wealthy family, so she wasn't good enough for the man he called his son. Tragedy struck; Matthias's own father murdered Ana before his own eyes after Matthias told his father, angrily, that he would be marrying Ana whether he liked it or not. Because he loved the woman. And that was more important to him than any money, or any reputation he might have.
Matthias was twenty at the time. Matthias felt betrayed. This man -- his own father -- had killed the very woman he loved; his entire world -- and he felt no remorse in the action.
Standing there in the rain in front of her apartment, her body laying against the cold, wet pavement as she bled, her life no longer within her eyes, Matthias cried. He had never felt such anger, such betrayal in his entire life. And something happened in that instance; Matthias changed. Not just mentally, but physically. Matthias grew to a size no normal mortal would grow in mere seconds and within his blind rage, he reacted out of instinct, roaring with great veracity and soon followed was an enormous cloud of fire, which ripped through the cold, wet morning and encased his father completely, violently sending the man to the depths of hell, where he would forever burn.
Matthias moved. He stayed in the Ukraine for a while, but the memories of his parents, and Ana were far too great for him. Matthias moved again, this time to America where he openly persisted acting, and music. He got his bachelors in theater when he was twenty-three, and is working on a bachelor's in Music now. He moved to a small town, Devonshire Falls. And he opened up a old-style opera-house, which poses as both a stage, and a movie theater, which he calls ''Press play". He does teaches acting lessons, works with vocalists, and owns the small music store near A Novel Idea, called "Treble 'n Clefton".
TaijimaNarumi
Bashful Loiterer
OPEN|RESERVED|TAKEN
Life Absorption // Lust ● Appears Thirty-One ● Bisexual ● Ben Barnes ● The Mad Hatters Mistress
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☯ GARRET NOBEL SAIDYST
Life Absorption // Lust ● Appears Thirty-One ● Bisexual ● Ben Barnes ● The Mad Hatters Mistress
▮▮▮▮▮▮▮▮ ☯ GARRET NOBEL SAIDYST
To the eyes of everyone, Garrett it a normal looking man; nothing special about him. Not unless you count his looks, but and most would. No one would ever guess he was born in 1923 in New York. Not he would have expected his life for him, living for this long, looking this young, but it happened, and he thought it more of a curse than anything else. There was nothing worse that waking up next to a corpse of a woman you had slept with the night before, or living longer than any of your friends, the constant moving, and never being able to live a normal life. Having to look over your shoulder all the time wasn’t something he found to fun, but it learned to live while on guard. Besides, nothing could have been worse than wars or the Depression. Why had he settled in Devonshire Falls? He has no idea. He felt drawn to the town while he was on the move, and for the past month he hasn’t been able to quite figure out what it is about the town that attracts him so. He stay’s locked up in his home most of the time, though he finds himself each day wandering farther and farther away from his small sanctuary. He doesn’t plan on meeting anyone who’d understand his power, or could help him with it, but then again, he’s been wrong before.