xx Vasileios Elias

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╰ ▪▪ 「GENERALS

❖ NAME ⋮ VASILEIOS ELIAS
❖ NICK NAMES ⋮ Vas or Eli
❖ AGE ⋮ NINETEEN
❖ GENDER ⋮ MALE
❖ SEXUALITY ⋮ BISEXUAL
❖ ETHNICITY ⋮ GREEK
❖ POWER ⋮ ICE MANIPULATION
❖ THEME ⋮ ROYALS

[Rosalia Virus]

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╰ ▪▪ 「PERSONALITY

❖ CONFIDENT


Vasileios is someone whom you can rely on: sure he might not get a job done on time and he can goof off, but he has a presence that can be reassuring. He isn't someone who is going leave a friend behind or leave them crying, but he is someone who will assert himself and speak his mind. He isn't afraid of what people will think of him.


❖ GLAMOROUS


From his taste in fashion to the way he misuses his power to make it seems like everything about him sparkles (really light hitting the ice just right), and to the way he sings karaoke every chance he gets


❖ IMPULSIVE


"Think before you act," many have told him, and he does have a good head on his shoulders, he just doesn't put it to use. he is going to rush in and save a friend, he will throw the first punch or sing the first note. Though he never use to be like this before, he use to think about the situation, but everything changed when the fire nation attack when he saw his parents killed and his friend thrown in the back of a van. The next time he saw his friend in trouble, he dove in and didn't care what happened.

though if we were talking about fashion here, he isn't impulsive when it comes to fashion.


❖ HOPELESS ROMANTIC


All of the Disney movies and Greek Mythology that he's seen and read has lead up to this moment! He is more of a flirt, but he believes in true love and fairy tales, and on day he hopes to find the perfect guy or girl! He's one to give roses and set up the perfect date, as well as put his love and emotions on display.

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╰ ▪▪ 「BIOGRAPHY


The date was Christmas when he came into the world, or so he says when he tells the story of his birth. In reality it was a day late in February when he was born, surprisingly on a late in surprise snow storm, when he was born. One thing he does remember though when he was young was seeing snow and Christmas light… they were so beautiful: thus Christmas because his favorite holiday and why he says he was born on Christmas.

His family was not the richest, but they got by on what they could. His father and mother both Greek, they moved to Ceresco in hope for a successful future, but that dream fell through surviving on welfare and odd jobs they did to pay the rent and put food on the table. Though his parents always kept a smile on their faces and told their son to be proud of his heritage and his status in life, that money wasn’t everything.

Vasileios grew up in a small one bedroom apartment with his crib in his parent’s small bedroom, and when he was old enough he moved onto the living room sleeping on the couch or floor, whatever he felt like. Yes they were poor and he didn’t get to see much of his parents, but he made the best of his time: from playing with kids in his apartment building to singing and dancing to music videos on the television when no one was home. He’d tell his parents his dream to grow up and become a pop star and they’d laugh, or tell them stories of adventure that his friends had that day, that he yearned for adventures.

He made at least one long lasting friend in that apartment block, and that was Kaede Bishop; even today he’s still friends with her.

Despite living a poor life, he was happy and that’s all that matter, money nor where they lived matter. He was content, he had friends, he had a life and was alive, and he had his parents. What more could he ask for?

Of course not everything was snow, Christmas lights, and snowmen, winter had to come to an end sometime. And it ended on a random snow story in the start of October, when his parents were killed.

He heard the gunshots, his mother screaming. He ran to their room to see men in black standing there in the door way looking at him, eyeing him. He saw his parents pillows covered in blood, a single gunshot in each of their heads: it was a sight that he’d never forget.

Vasilieos knew that he was in trouble then. That these men wanted him, not them. So he ran.

As he ran he witnessed Kaede being taken too, thrown mercilessly into the back of a white van, the kind that kidnappers would use. To this day he was nightmares about not helping her, about running away and not saving her. He could have done something….

Vasileios embraced living on the streets, sure he was ten years old at the time, but he took the cards life gave him and threw them back at life. He stole food and clothes from expensive stores (living on the streets he also embraced the idea of fashion). He got to see what life really was like: cold and dark but there were finer things in life. For once he dreamed of becoming a singer or a fashion designer, he dreamed of making fashion statements and living in a big house, a big house he’d decorate for Christmas and go all out.

And one thing on his to do list was go to Greece like his parents wanted too.

Vasileios soon found himself mixed up in a gang of orphans, mostly orphans, some street thugs, and one scary boss. He wasn’t sure how he worked his way into this crew, maybe the allure of danger and adventure, maybe money, he wasn’t sure, but he doesn’t regret joining. There he met another good friend: Reina.

She did odd jobs for the gang, and sometimes Vasileios went with her to do the jobs, and from there a friendship came to be. It was something he held close to him, since living on the street he hadn’t made much friends other than acquaintance: he was a thing of legend on the streets for his daring moves and confidence. But Reina was like a friend to him, and he to her.

Vasileios would help her with her grandma, and when they could they’d go on adventures through the city: Vas was careful though since he knew that the men in black were after him…

On a cold night Vas was on his way to visit Reina, having a present for her and her grandma, a pair of clothes he’d stolen that would look amazing on both of them, and keep them warm. That was the night when everything change.

He arrived just in time to see Reina’s grandma, now like a grandma to him, thrown carelessly to the ground like a rag doll and shot three times like it was nothing. He stood there, motionless with a look of terror in him: the men in black just killed their Grandma like it was nothing, with no mercy…. Like his parents. He wanted to run, to get away, but the image of Kaede ran threw his mind, how he couldn’t do anything to help her….

And so he ran into the house after Reina just hoping that they could escape together. They’d live a life in hiding, but they would be in this together, and they’d give her grandmother a proper burial too.

That never happened though: Reina was murdered along with his grandmother, a causality, but that didn’t matter because they received a better prize. Vasileios.

Vasileios awoke in an all-white room, no windows, no paintings, and the paint on the walls looking like it had been painted the day before. There was a bed, a mirror, and a washroom, nothing else besides the black cameras in each corner.

It would be three days later till he had human contact: they were scientists in white coats too. What was with all the white in here? Didn’t they know that too much matchy matchy was bad? Despite their awful chose in decor, he asked them questions: “Why did you kill my family, my mother and father, and my grandma, err, Reina ‘s grandma!? Why do you have to kill everyone I love?” he would always ask first then followed by; “Where am I?” “What do you want with me?” “Where is Kaede!?” “Why are you doing this?!” These were the people that were tearing his life apart, taking away each person he cared about: why?

They did little to answer his questions, and instead took notes on him; his behavior, his physic, they did tests and studies on him, and leave. There was nothing on his part: no answers, just tests and wordless studies. What followed next after the studies was a painful injection; it was ice cold as it reacted with his blood, as it changed him.

When he awoke he was in the same white room, a room that he could draw up from memory, but something was different… something was colder about the room. Literally. Scientist would come into the room wearing different color winter coats, ear muffs and mittens: at first he was confused because it wasn’t cold in the room…. Was it cold in the room? He wasn’t aware of his power, and while he slept it went wild: a nightmare would bring on a blizzard, while a soothing dream would bring snowmen to life and light snow. Once, he recalled, he awoke after a nightmare to find three feet of snow lying on the floor. Let’s just say Future Corp. had a hell of a time trying to install a draining system to his room for cases like this.

It took some time, but he got a grasp on his power and learned he had the ability to control and manipulate ice: he could bring razor sharp shards appear out of nowhere, a snowstorm in a blink of an eye, or a skating right and snowmen to life. Creation at this finger tips. Too bad he barely had a grasp on this power and in the start of it it was his sleep or emotions that took control of it.

But because of his power, because his room was a winter wonderland that only he could live in, he was to live it in isolation: no other Taint could stand the cold….

Despite having little control over his power, he was up into the dog fights, as Kaede called them. He would sit in and watch a few fights, and that’s when he saw her: Kaede: she was alive and safe… well as safe as anyone could be here. No one knew when it came to Future Corp if you would live the next day or not. Despite seeing his friends safe and sound, he knew something was wrong: neither of them looked how he remembered them…. Kaede wasn’t as innocent, there was something in her eyes that seemed like they thirsted for darkness and when he approached her with arms open she didn’t even look at him twice…it was like she forgot him: she wasn’t the same lively girl from before, but a creature of the night. Even still he reached out to his childhood friend, apologized and sooner rather than later they would get along like they use to in the chances they had to talk.

Vasileios never took part in the fighting, like Kaede did, though he did test his powers and used it to hone them. He could create ice and snow at will, and though his opponents would fight, he’d simple change the floor to ice and watch them slip and fall, or create a wall of ice to stop their attacks. He’d never harm a Taint with ice, he’d never impale or fight back… but when it came to the scientists entering his ice cold room, now that was a different story.

His power acted on his mood and emotions, and emotions like fear, anger, and hatred fed it. When he’d bring up his questions with no answer it was like a storm rose up inside him, winds howling snow and hail flying in the small room, or a subtle snow fall as ice shards surrounded him until he left them lose, impaling those around him whether it be human or wall.

Vasileios didn’t like the fighting, and nor did he fight, but it gave him the chance to catch up with his friends each chance he took, and it also gave him the chance to stretch his wings. He was as popular in Future Corp as he was on the streets: he was the one to talk to all the girls and give the ones he got to know roses made out of ice.


Of course though, the perfect moments of those times viewing the fights or waiting their turn had to come to an end. And it did on the night that the Eldest taints escaped.

He was alone in his room, watching as snow fell from the ceiling somehow, questioning how it did that. The scientists said that he should be able to create life in snow, but every time he tried he’d fail: maybe they were lying, but then again they had it on record. It was an eruption that disturbed his snowfall, and gunshots and series followed afterword. Vasileios took his mind away from question how his snow worked in a lonely room and ran to the door that had a small window on it. He could see men with guns running in the opposite direction as another bomb went off. What was going on? He can recall asking, but that question would soon be answered as Kaede arrived.

The door was blasted of in an eruption of shadows, a gust of cold winter rushing to fill the warm air outside, the alarm’s siren sound even louder like a screeching bird. He was thrown back against the wall, dazed and confused as Kaede rushed towards him to help him up, she would kept muttering something about breaking out.... freedom?

And so they ran.

It looked like freedom was theirs for the taking amongst the chaos as bullets flew, tranquilizers missed their targets, and alarms blaring. Vasileios was trying his best to deflect the bullets with his ice, creating slab after slab, darkness and ice flying all around. He admitted he’d never been tested like this and before he knew it his was failing…he was failing in escaping and in protecting his friend.

A tranquilizer came from in front of them and just on time a small slab of ice appeared in midair, but it didn’t do anything-the bullet broke right through it and landing in the pit of his stomach. In that moment time was still: he could see the bullets wiz by, the alarm notching down a few keys, and Kaede’s look of horror on her face. H would always remember that look…. And the feeling of utter defeat.

He was at his limits and the enemy had him in their hands; ice started to form around him, imprisoning him: it was a default he thought of for when he strained his power. “You have to go on, Kaede, go on and live-I’ll make it out alive,” he’d say to her trying to get her to move on before she was caught too. One of them and to make it to freedom, and he knew as much as he hated it, that Kaede deserved freedom first. He was the one who left her from the start….

Somehow she left him there as he blacked out from the tranquilizer.

When he awoke, he found himself locked in his cell: isolation. He was also kept on medication to keep him half asleep and in that state he couldn’t harness or use his power. It was like this for a long, long time. He barely got out to stretch his legs/

Three years later though, it was Kaede who came storming into his room ready to rescue him. A damsel in distress he was.

As of now he lives with Kaede and is a regular at Gins', with having a small, and by small he means small, shop on the second floor where he sells his creations called clothes. He wants to forget his time in Future Corp., but the power bestowed on him was something of great use to him even though he was in a seep like state for almost three years, in the two years out he's learned more then he could imagine with his power, and though he knows he as much room to grow with it, he is happy with how he can use and control it. Though disappointed he can't make snowmen come to life just yet.. Vasileios is content with his life, and is still aiming to become a star.




╰ ▪▪ 「LIKES


❖ COFFEE
❖ SNOW OR THUNDERSTORMS
❖ PUNS
❖ FASHION AND MUSIC (they are basically one)


╰ ▪▪ 「DISLIKES


❖ FUTURE CORPORATION
❖ FASHION DON'TS
❖ HEIGHTS
❖ SMOKING


╰ ▪▪ 「FEAR


❖ CLAUSTROPHOBIC
❖ FEAR

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╰ ▪▪ 「POWER


❖ ICE MANIPULATION


The ability to create, shape and even manipulate ice, and only ice.Vasileios can not change liquid water into ice, but once it is in a frozen state it is a free for all. With a user of Ice manipulation he can create as well as shape ice from thin air, but it is easier to use ice that has been made. The user can withstand cold weather and normally doesn't even feel the cold.

Vasileios is one to always have small ice crystals around him, just perfectly in the light so they look like sparkles. he has control over his power being able to use it freely and openly around his friends, but also in times of need like during a fight calling up weapons like that. He has not mastered his power yet and still has far much more to learn. He can not create beings nor can we generate enough power to make snow storms, but he has been able to make it snow before in small in closed rooms, as well as make beautiful ice sculptures.


❖ POWER STRENGTHS


Ice Manipulation can be useful in any situation: from cooling down to impaling enemies. Creation is at the users finger tips, it is just up to them how they use it.

Offense: Projectile weapons: sharp spears, sharp crystals: rock solid ice. people say that ice is deadly and it honestly can be.

Defense: Creating a barrier of ice to block on coming attacks: these attacks can range from projectile weapons to blasts (to a point). They are able to break on incoming force.

Support: There isn't much with support other then cooling down a hot situation, and looking faboulus as ice crystals float in the air around you creating shining lights.

In some cases it has been reported that the user is able to make beings from snow and ice, appearing out of thin air, but that is on a completely different level. Ice created by the user has a much higher melting point. it has also been said that the user is able to make snow stores appear out of nowhere, changing the weather dramatically.


❖ POWER WEAKNESS


One sure fire weakness would be fun, and there is indeed a pun intended in there. If the user is against someone who can wield fire, they don't stand a chance. Another weakness to ice is sound, specifically vibrations in the ice.

The power to wield ice is also very dangerous coming with risks: the risk that ice will turn against you, your power being used against you to push people away as it acts on fear and fear alone once it reaches this stage. Ice also holds the chance of turning the user into ice themselves, this also deals with fear if the power takes control.

Besides the risks, Vasileios has a decent control over his power being able to create and use it for a decent amount of time, depending on how much ice is being made or controlled. though using it past his max energy can get dangerous and cause for black outs or his hands and body freezing over (with or without fear included).

Vasileios power can also tie deeply with his emotions if he doesn't have them in check, normally the negitive emotions, and at times his power will reflect how he feels.

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╰ ▪▪ 「TRIVIA


❖ TRIVIA


Height: Five foot seven inches.
Weight: 159 lbs
Tattoos: Ironically he has a snow flack tattoo dead center of his chest, where his heart is.
Miscellaneous Facts:

❖ He can dance surprisingly well
❖ He has a passion for cooking as well, but has never told anyone
❖ Has a passion for Greek culture and ANYTHING Greek-rare times he brings this up
❖ His other theme song: AMAZING