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Name: Dai Llewellyn

Nickname: Tink. ... Don't ask. Just... don't ask.

Age: 16

Birthday: July 3rd

Sign: Cancer

Gemstone: Pearl

Blood Type: AB

Fav. Food: Chocolate, Gyros, Kebabs, Italian food, sweets, fruit

Hated Food: Most vegetables in their raw forms, stew, blood pudding (gross!)

School: Drop out

Hobbies:

Grand Theft … Canary? - You want the stuff? He can get you the stuff. You know, the goods. He moves property around. Yeah. For a good while, stealing was how Dai kept himself going, how he kept food on his plate. He’s come to rely upon it so much that it’s a hard habit to break. At sixteen, he’s looking to get an upright job working in a factory or a fast food restaurant or something, but he has sticky fingers. For one reason or another, little odds and ends seem to have a way of coming home with him.

An Audience of One - Dai likes to rock 80’s power ballads in the shower. He will never amount to anything as a singer, but damn does he have a good time when he thinks no one is listening. If Dai ever sat down in front of the TV when Glee was playing, it would be a match made in heaven... but given that his only access to a television involves a whole lot of cursing at a video player that chews up movies half the time, that is unlikely to happen. He would never, ever go near Karaoke, however.

I’ve Lost My Marbles- He has a rather nice collection of marbles that he won-- fair and square and don’t you say otherwise-- from some of the kids ‘round where he lives. Dai likes to play marbles competitively, and when he has an extra buck or two he’ll pick up more to add to his collection. It is probably his most treasured possession, and a beloved pastime all at once. You don’t need oodles of money to play marbles, after all, and it’s something he learned from his parents back when he had them.

Virtues:

Don’t stop believin’ -- Where Dai has put his faith, it is nigh unshakable. It is not easily won, but once given, Dai’s trust is owned. Consequently, friendships with Dai are based in mutual trust, and Dai is trustworthy. Well, where people are concerned. Shoplifting doesn’t really fall under this, does it? Yeah, he thought not. He is something of a follower, and prefers to act as a right hand man, or a wingman, and support his chosen leader to the bitter end. He often goes so far as believing too much good of the person in question, and will not listen to or accept any slandering of said person or people.

Cause he’s lovin’ -- Sometimes Dai can be a little too free with his affection. Not physical, perv. No, generally speaking the love that he is throwing around is emotional. Dai is all about emotions. Oh, so many emotions. All the time. Would you like some emotion with that? Dai wants to be your friend. Well. Once you’ve gotten past that initial complete lack of trust for people not within his inner circle bit. When you are safely within the friendship bracket, you are golden. He is there for you all the way, man. This is doubly true for his closest friends. Those who have genuinely earned Dai’s trust and affection will find themselves being given first, second, and third chances (etc, etc), and near boundless attention. Oh s**t, you fed it now it’s going to follow you home.

Any way you want it -- Dai wants to be a help. This means that when people he respects ask something of him, he will bend over backwards in an effort to please them. He will jump through hoops. He will jump off cliff-- well, no, okay, he won’t go that far. Despite being a fairly observant person, he has a peculiar blind spot where this is concerned, and will just follow whatever orders he is given. Generosity plays a part here, but the starring role in this little play is the need to please. When the people he loves are happy, he is happy. When they are pleased, he is pleased. And he wants so badly to impress them.

Faces, numbers, I recognize -- Dai is not book smart, really, but he is street smart. Everybody has intuition, everybody has hunches. Dai just acts on them more often than not. That said, his kind of intuition deals with the sort of people and situations that he is used to. He is used to people who are selfish, who look out for number one, people who live by “the rules” (ie: survival, etc). He does not tend to recognize or pick up on signals from people who are not part of his world, part of the group to which he belongs. Or, when he does pick up on them, they don’t follow the logic he’s used to, so he tends to ignore them. When he is outside of a “safe” environment, he is more liable to misinterpret things in a negative light, and when he is within a “safe” environment, he is more prone to overlooking the negative.

Dai cannot read your mind. Stop asking.

Flaws:

Some were born to sing the blues -- It is the end of the world. … No? Are you sure? Dai is pretty sure it is. It’s like a never ending excess of emotion, all the time. Positive or negative, Dai feels very strongly, and much of this feeling manifests as brooding. He tends to run right past all the positives, and go straight for the negatives. Oh god what if so and so hates him? Doesn’t matter. Dai is going to angst about it anyway. He is constantly waiting for the next shoe to drop, for the axe to fall. He is overly sensitive, and he just can’t let anything go. Ever.

So hold tight, hold tight -- It’s like he has separation anxiety. He does not want to be far from his friends or his home turf. The closer the friend, the more likely he is to cling like a barnacle. He is desperately uncomfortable being alone, and will avoid it whenever possible, up to the point of putting himself in danger blindly because someone he loves has done the same. That person might well be prepared for the situation, but Dai isn’t. He doesn’t care. He doesn’t want to be alone, and damnit, he doesn’t have to be. His love can be a bit suffocating because he goes over the top with almost everything that he does to show it. This is because he is very afraid of losing friendships, to the point where he might well be driving those very friends away. The harder they push, the harder he’ll cling.

Don’t know where I’ll be tomorrow -- That said, Dai kind of expects to have to cut the ties he’s made. He expects this because he has had to do so, time and again in the past. He’s waiting for the end, and he loathes it. He doesn’t want this, whatever it is, to end. However, through his own behavior he is bringing about that very end, and he doesn’t recognize it. He’s falling into the same old patterns as a result of his fatalistic nature, and in many ways it is a self fulfilling prophesy. Dai expects that good things will come to an end, sooner rather than later, and with the way he acts, chances are he’ll prove himself right. He loves constants, but doesn’t really know how to handle them. After all, won’t they just vanish on him like everything else does?

Who’s cryin’ now -- You, that’s who. Because Dai made you cry. That is his goal, when he has been crossed. Revenge. Vengeance is Dai’s. You know the saying, don’t get mad, get even? Well, Dai apparently never heard it. When he’s on the warpath, everything he does is emotionally charged, with never a thought of serving up that dish cold. He is capable of a level of vindictiveness that is out of proportion to the “crime” originally committed. That does hand in hand with his tendency to exaggerate (to himself, and in general) the ways in which he has been “wronged”. As far as he is concerned, justice is being served, even if he has to go overboard to do it. As a result of his touchiness, that often could not be farther from the truth.

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION

Eyes: Violet. Eye... shaped?

Hair: His hair is the kind of pale/medium pink that you might see in a sunset, with a single streak of black in his bangs. It’s long, very long, somewhere between curly and wavy. He has long bangs that frame his face and nearly touch his shoulders at their longest. … I’m not sure how entirely to describe it, so I sketched a really bad reference.

Ref: http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b337/miss_cherie/Lolsuperbadhairref.jpg

Face: He’s pale with an oval face and a pointed chin, and a few freckles.

Clothes: Probably jeans and a t-shirt. Nothing complicated. The shirt is likely to be overly large.

Knight Title: Ishtar Page

Challenge: Your passion is my strength!

Uniform:

Note: I prefer the male template three (as shown with Themis) for Dai. I imagine that'll be up to the templatist's discretion, however.

Top -- 18th century Rococo style coat with waistcoat beneath. Sunset colors, booyah! A more orangeish rather than yellowish gold for Venus, too. Possibly the waistcoat in gold? Probably best left up to the colorist’s discretion.

Refs: 1. http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b337/miss_cherie/Rococo1.jpg
2. http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b337/miss_cherie/Colors1.jpg
Bottoms -- Breeches, with stockings beneath. See above reference. Same basic colors.
Gloves -- Nope
Belt -- No belt
Shoes -- Black, buckled.

Ref: http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b337/miss_cherie/Shoes1.jpg
Shoulders -- Nada
Accessories -- A cravat! Also with the above Rococo reference.
Weapon --

Page
Venetian mask, simple. It is a mask. It has no powers, yay.

Ref: http://i22.photobucket.com/albums/b337/miss_cherie/Mask1.jpg

Squire
Venetian mask, slightly more complex. At Squire, when Ishtar wears the mask, he can amplify the passion of an enemy, positive or negative, while that enemy stays within his line of sight. Whatever emotion said enemy is feeling most strongly at that time that Ishtar’s power is activated will be amplified exponentially, to the point where it is a nagging distraction. As a Squire, Ishtar may use his ability for a total of a minute. If he were to use it on two enemies, the effect would last thirty seconds each, and so on. If the mask falls off of his face or is otherwise removed, the effect will end. If he cannot see an enemy, he cannot amplify that enemy's emotion.

Knight
Venetian mask, still more complex. At Knight, Ishtar has two minutes to work with instead of one, but otherwise the effect is consistent with his weapon’s Squire ability. If he were to use his ability on two enemies, the effect would last for one minute each, and so on. Four enemies, thirty seconds, etc.

Note: Tig, Vamps, and Fel very kindly assisted me with powers stuff. <3

The civilian looks good to me, and I really enjoy the theme of his powers as well as the weapon itself. I have a few lingering questions that would need to be clarified before I stamp it though.

How does he use his power? And how can that power be broken by a foe? Does he hold the mask up at them? Could someone avoid his attack somehow? Basically, I am looking for you to clarify the weaknesses of his attack in your descriptions.

I am confused by how you have worded the duration/energy pool of this attack. You say it can last three minutes, but then say that it really only lasts one minute. It would probably be simpler if you just gave it a fixed time frame. No need to mention the three minute part if it doesn't actually last three minutes in practice, just for the sake of clarity.



These two lines are confusing for me. His abilities are dependent upon the emotions of the target. So, if the opponent has no particular like or dislike of a comrade, does nothing happen? And do you mean that the mask literally breaks once all of his energy has been expended? And why wouldn't he be able to use the attack twice on the same person? Theoretically, they would feel those increased passions while his attack was on them, they would go away if he stopped, and then -- couldn't he just focus the attack on them again to return them to those feelings?

Also -- what happens if his enemy is the only Nega present? Would his attack be completely ineffective?