Basic: Full Name: Oberon Ollpheist or Seelie Name Meaning: Fairy king in Midsummer's night dream Nicknames: Obi (he will deny this until he is dead) Gender: Male Age: 25+ Birthday: 8/01 Sexual Orientation: Pansexual Marital Status: engaged/married to Laurentia Stage: Senior/ Asterion Height: 6'6" Family: oran (half sister) Keres (child)
With laurentia: Qamra, Mica PERSONALITY:
Oberon isn’t exactly friendly, in fact at the end of the day he prefers to be alone. He’s extremely stubborn and has a bit of a temper to him. Oberon can be quick to jump to conclusions, and isn’t afraid to speak his mind. He’s a great fighter and doesn’t tend to hold back and he takes wrongs against him and others very seriously. He also can border on possessive as well and doesn’t take slights against him well.
However he isn’t a huge ball of negativity either. Oberon is super loyal, loves affection from his family and tends to be rather honest. He’s playful, charming, and teasing to those he is close too, and he stands up for those that are being picked on offering them shelter and a shoulder to lean on. He also can have a dry snarky sense of humor. Likes: Getting the last word, exploring new things, training, night time Dislikes: crowds, really sunny days, people picking on other people, people who dont keep promises Hobbies: Fighting, music, reading Fears: Being helpless and rollercoasters Goals: Become an attorney graduate school Strengths: Charming, loyal, family-oriented Weaknesses: Snarky, judgementmal, loner
Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2016 3:59 pm
Past Oberon grew up in a loving family. However the fairy tale beginning was not to last. His mom got really sick his late freshling years and ended up passing because of it. From then on life was quiet for the most part until eventually his dad ended up falling in love again and ended up marrying a Kirin. The only problem was Oberon felt like he no longer fit in with his family. He took after his mother more with her tan skin, and his new siblings was a hybrid and mostly different colors. He ended up feeling like an outsider who didn't really get along with his new sister, because of this He left as soon as he could to dorm at the academy. However during his last year at the academy his step mother ended up murdering his father. Even though they had grown apart Oberon still took the death hard and started throwing himself into his studies. He wanted to eventually end up going into law so that the people like his step mother are caught and actually put away.
Present While he is still working on getting his degree, life has thrown him a lot of curve balls. He ended up getting custody of his younger half sibling Oran and started helping her through her grief. He started opening up more to the world and ended up interning at a law office. During this time Oberon also started volunteering. It was at a trip to the orphanage that he he met Keres. The two instantly had a connection and Oberon ended up adopting the litch. It feels like he has a family back. It's not yet complete but he doesn't feel alone any more. Keres was a challenge to raise, mostly because when ever they tried to play the violin ghosts would show up and wreck things. It was here that Oberon found out he repelled ghosts or so Oran told him. Oberon didnt really care, it made it possible for Keres to do what they loved when he was around. It was during one of these outings at the park when Keres was playing that he met Laurentia. She quickly found away into his life, his family and charmed all of them. She put up with his temper and made him... well happy. So happy in fact that he asked her to marry him with a little hiccup thrown in by Oran. She said yes.
Oberon's room is slightly a contradiction. He has starry walls, but items scattered around showing this room belongs to an adult. He tries to keep it rather neat, but at the same time lived in. There is a memo tree ad weights. Only really mess is his desk which has all of his books for his internship and law school
Posted: Wed Sep 14, 2016 10:50 pm
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♣♣♣♣♣- Oberon has talked you at least, they seem to have seen something positive, enough to possible justify getting to know you more ♣♣♣♣♣- Heka seems a bit more interested in you. They're still very aloof, however at least they view you positively and they're a bit more friendly ♣♣♣♣♣- a sort of kind politeness falls over their actions, although they're definitely happy to see you. They'll lend a hand to help you you, but there is still a barrier between you and they still react somewhat coldly ♣♣♣♣♣- Its rather hard to get to this stage but congratulations you are considered a friend. Oberon will let you be a distraction and actually maybe even share personal details.
♣♣♣♣♣ -Oberon is very loyal at this point. They're very protective and very open around you. However if you screw up its also easy to lose and they will never let you get back up to this stage.
✖✖✖✖✖ - you've at least talked. Oberon is not impressed however. ✖✖✖✖✖. – They're definitely cold, and started to get a bit insulting. You can definitely tell you irritate them in some form, and they're snappish when talking to you ✖✖✖✖✖ .- Oberon will flat out ignore you. if push come to shove they will answer you especially if they have to but there is no love lost at this point. Unfortunately there is a lot of work to get out of here. ✖✖✖✖✖. –speaking your name angry around you and you definitely know it. ✖✖✖✖✖ - Oberon absolutely loathes your existence. They're snarky towards you, insulting, and rather stand offish. They don't trust you as far as they can throw you. There is no getting out of this stage.
Oran- ♣♣♣♣♣ His half sister. Oberon wants to slowly become a better person for her. She's a battery and a medium so Oberon worries constantly. He also wonders if she's doing as okay as she seems to be
Keres- ♣♣♣♣♣ He wasn't looking to start a family, but Keres just kind of happened. The two have an awkward relationship, but it works for them. Keres seems happy at his house and thats enough right now for Oberon.
Laurentia ♣♣♣♣♣ She was a bit too much for him a first with her bubbly cat like nature, however she was charming and broke through his shields. She makes him happy and the family loves her. She's also now his fiance. He likes to call her Lau due to her calling him Obi.
wrist band- it was a silly little gift but Oberon got it on the last visit he had with his dad.
Posted: Thu Sep 15, 2016 2:52 am
Alven- is extremely serious. They like stalking around his room and brooding. However they also seemingly like rescuing things too like if Oberon is about to stub his toe or something gets in the room Alven will swoop down to rescue the day before stalking off.
Brownie- likes following Alven around. they're rather cheerful and always make sure to get a cuddle or a pat from Oberon when he comes home or walks into the room. They're also very acrobatic.
Moving forward Oberon tries to ask lau to imbue and give her a key to his house. Instead he ends up proposing due to Oran's shenanigans. he doesn't terribly mind.... too much.
1 roleplay indicating what they've gotten out of university. This can be a solo. Have attended six classes that pertain to your major. If you're double majoring, you must split them evenly and take three classes that pertain to one and three for the other. If you're tripling, two per major. If you wish to major in two options from two different universities (ex. Enchanting from Leviathan and Arts from Grendel) you must take three classes for Enchanting and then do an RP in which you transfer to Grendel and take your last three classes or vice versa.
Oberon knew that he was strange for a Baphomet. He didn’t want a large family. In fact he despised the word family, or at least he had. Family back then just meant that you let people into your heart and when they were taken from you, you were never the same again. There would always be a gaping hole in your life where they had been. Oberon had known that pain too well. He had lost his mother at an early age and then he had lost his father only 7 years ago to murder.
Oberon had shut down. He had refused to let anyone into his heart ever again, or that had been the plan for the longest time, but things changed, even Oberon. He remembered the day that he finally started to see that revenge and bitterness towards the world wasn’t the way to go. There had been a change in his Father’s case and they had found evidence that his Step mother had been the one to kill him. Once again Oberon had been deeply hurt and had wanted to just call it quits on dealing with society in general. Only he couldn’t, because while he had never gotten close to the… woman who had been his step mother, he was the only family that his now practically orphaned half sibling had.
There had been no one else to take Oran in, and even if there had been, they wouldn’t understood the pain that Oran had to be dealing with. Oberon didn’t dare say he understood what it was like to know that your own mother killed your father either or the pain that must come with it but he could come close and while Oberon had grown up into a bitter jerk, he still valued responsibility strongly. Plus He was legally old enough to take Oran in. It would be a strain on his budget but he could always take on another job. Eventually he had done it, but winning custody of his half-sister wasn’t something he liked sharing either. Remembering the pain that it was always irked him.
However Oran had perked up after a year or two living with him. She had become full of life… somehow. Sure Oran had extremely big trust issues due to that incident but it wasn’t like he could cast stones as he had the same issues. Still somehow over the seven years she had wrenched open that small portion of his heart that held his attachments. In essence he against his better judgement had started to care for her. Oberon had found himself wanting to be better than the bitter shell who had first taken her in so when the law firm he was interning for had a community service type gig helping and volunteering at a local orphanage Oberon agreed to sign up.
Truthfully he didn’t know what he was to expect. He was just supposed show up with the presents for the kids and maybe read to them a little. He definitely wasn’t expecting a tour of the place. He hadn’t been there to adopt or was even looking to adopt any time in the near future if ever. Personally his best guess was they wanted to look good for his firm. Yeah this hadn’t been his best move.
What in the world had possessed him to do this again? Hell if he knew. He silently put up with the guide’s blabber as they continued around the place. So you could say he was a bit caught off guard when they passed what had originally looked like an unoccupied room, and the music had started. It had brought Oberon to a standstill as he listened to what must have been a violin. His breath weighed down in his lungs. The music was just soo heart-breakingly sad and it called to something that had been hiding deep within him. Oberon stepped away from his guide and into the room wanting to, well he wasn’t certain actually. Maybe he had just wanted to see the musician that could produce that feeling with in him. However what he got was a pair of eyes locking on to his own and then the owner dashed out the other exit in the room leaving a confused Oberon just standing there.
“Ah I see you’ve met Keres. He’s a bit of a prodigy with a violin but he’s horribly unsocial. All the other kids refuse to come around him” The guide had told him. Oberon snorted and shook his head. Children could be ridiculously cruel. Still he pushed the incident to the back of his mind. He didn’t care why the kid didn’t have any one around them. He didn’t care that their music moved him. He didn’t want to get involved no matter how much the music spoke to him. He was only there for a week anyways.
The next day he had pretty much forgotten the incident and played with the children. Children were the only ones Oberon wasn’t a jerk to. They would be introduced to real life soon enough, no reason to speed them along. Still they were way more energetic than he was and he needed a break. He only had so much niceness with in him. The orphanage was in some old Victorian looking house. Cliché he knew, but it did have a little nice garden with a bench that was hidden from view to those in the house. So it was to his surprise, someone found his little bench and sat down next to him.
“You… you’re the Baphomet from before. From yesterday?” a tiny voice asked. Oberon paused and turned to face the child. He instantly recognized the eyes. It was the kid from yesterday. Well so much for pushing that incident to the back of his mind. Still there had to be some reason that the kid had ventured out here to find him again. Oberon supposed talking to him wouldn’t harm anyone.
“Yeah, and you’re… Keres?” The tiny child nodded and scooched back to lean against the bench. They sat there for the rest of Oberon’s break in welcomed silence and when he left that day to go home he could have sworn he heard that same sad song coming from the garden. This time he kept on walking.
During that week it became a pattern. Oberon would escape to the garden to compose himself and Keres would inevitably find him sitting on the bench and sit down next to him. They’d pass two or three sentence between each other before just passing the rest of the break in comfortable silence. It was a welcome change from the high energy of the kids inside, except every time Oberon left for the day he would hear that Violin and that damned song again. Eventually though curiosity won out and Oberon had asked the question that had been sitting there, waiting in his mind ever since the caretaker had told him that all the other kids left Keres alone. Sure Keres was silent and there was a slightly depressing aura around him but he seemed like a good, friendly kid. Why had he been singled out to be a pariah?
“My parents died in a house fire two years ago. My dad got me out, but when he went back inside for mother… well neither of them ever came back out. They always had liked my violin playing so I kept it up. As a way to remember them you know?” Keres started, “but then when I started to play weird things started happening and the people who listened to my music started getting hurt. They stopped hanging around me and I distanced myself from them because I don’t want anyone else to get hurt.” Keres had gotten up and ran away from the bench then.
Ah… it sounded like the child was haunted. Oberon himself couldn’t see ghosts but Oran could and often told him about them. It was just such a stupid reason to bully a kid. It wasn’t as if Keres had any control over whether they were haunted or not. What a stupidly selfish reason to haunt someone. Still it wasn’t as if Oberon was in a position to do something about it. He didn’t even think to wonder if Keres distanced himself from everyone else then why had the kid singled Oberon out. Instead he pushed the conversation to the back of his mind like most things about Keres and resolved to get back with his life. His week was pretty much up anyways.
Which is why he was utterly surprised when he found himself at the orphanage the following week. His time for the firm was over. He didn’t have to be here, except for he was. The orphanage staff just smiled knowingly and led him into the playroom. Once again on his break he found himself back out in that garden with Keres sitting on the bench with them. The kid started wearing a small smile.
After about their ninth visit after Oberon’s initial week was over, Oberon had asked Keres why they kept coming by and seeking him out. It wasn’t as if Oberon would be coming around here forever. One day he would figure out why he kept feeling this need to come by and he could fix it and move on with his life. Keres had just smiled and looked out onto the roses.
“It’s okay. I know you’ll leave… everyone leaves. I’m used to it. I just am glad to have the time with some one that I have, you know.” Keres had finally told them before he had left that day. It hadn’t answered his question on why him, but still the parting statement stayed in the back of Oberon’s mind replaying like a broken record.
Everyone left huh… Damn if Oberon didn’t agree with that statement. However coming from Keres, well Oberon didn’t know why but it sat wrong with him. He shook his head. There was nothing he could do. He didn’t want a big family. He didn’t want to let any more people in.
“Well that’s silly Obe. He’s already wormed himself into that heart of yours if you are spending this much time talking about him,” Oran laughed as he had told her about his problems during breakfast the next day. He sighed and ran his hands through his hair. He had a feeling that he should stop his sister there. “You should adopt him; it would be nice to have more people in the house”
“He’s haunted you know.” It sounded like the weakest excuse ever to Oberon.
“What a stupid reason not to adopt some one” was his half-sister’s reply. Oberon glared at her. He hated it when she was right. It was troublesome. They would never allow someone like Oberon to adopt a kid. He didn’t let people in. However a tiny voice in his head, which sounded way too much like his half-sister for comfort, popped up mentioning if he didn’t try then how was he so certain it was already a No. Oberon sighed; he was doing that a lot lately. Still after work he headed towards the Orphanage to see if he could adopt Keres.
While he waited for their decision he still came by every day and always found himself in that damnable garden. He was starting to hate it. Keres, like always, found him and slid up to sit with him on the bench.
“Why me?” Oberon asked. “There has to be much more exciting and open people to bother or talk to, people who are way better than me. I’m only going to disappoint you.”
“That day we first met, when you entered the room. You were crying. It bothered me” Keres told him. Well that news to Oberon. He had been crying? Still Keres ignored his puzzled expression and continued, “And when I saw you the next day. I don’t know. I just knew I had to talk to you, you know? And then you kept coming back and you didn’t get hurt… and it was nice. It was nice not to be lonely again you know”
Oberon let out the breath he was holding. Yeah, he did know. He wasn’t sure if he’d ever get to adopt Keres, but one thing was for certain. Oran was right as always. He was so damn attached.
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