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Name: Illdon
Gender: Male
Type: Edited Angelic (Black wings, no halo)
Stages: One-stage adult
Cosplay?: Indeed. Illdon from Square Enix's Saga Frontier on the PS1
Old/New Cert: New
If cosplay, references: ~Illdon
Colors -
Eyes: Icy blue
Base: Regular skin color
Markings: None
Markings Style: N/A
Any other specifics?: Nope
Personality: Looking for sympathy? Turn away now. While Illdon tends to be a kitsu of few words he will not bite his tongue to deliver any blunt remark he sees fit. Rendered cynical by his living enviroment, which consists of people who will not hesitate to stab you in the back at a moments notice, he tends to be distrustful of anyone who reguards him with anything better than contempt. However, none of this can be determined as his willingness to express himself in most situations seems to be lacking. Simply put, he's a block of marble in terms emotions. Even with all of this, he has adopted a sense of psuedo politeness about him that he can turn into sarcasm at a moments notice based on the targets reaction.
Bio/History thinger: As a human born mystic, Illdon has had a small taste of humanity before his sprawling years as a mystic. A fact he cares little for and has, for the most part, forgotten his time as a human. As a mystic he finds himself in the very same place as he did from his first moments as one, a messenger for his lord and a combat teacher to his mistresses. (Mystics are strange beings indeed. XD) Compared to other mystics though he has it good. He can actually leave their acursed realm whenever he pleases due to his status. (The wings don't hurt either.) Even with his many years of loyalty, he has received very little recognition, a fact he is unconsiously bitter about.
((I'll add more when my brain starts working again.))
Name: Illdon
Gender: Male
Type: Edited Angelic (Black wings, no halo)
Stages: One-stage adult
Cosplay?: Indeed. Illdon from Square Enix's Saga Frontier on the PS1
Old/New Cert: New
If cosplay, references: ~Illdon
Colors -
Eyes: Icy blue
Base: Regular skin color
Markings: None
Markings Style: N/A
Any other specifics?: Nope
Personality: Looking for sympathy? Turn away now. While Illdon tends to be a kitsu of few words he will not bite his tongue to deliver any blunt remark he sees fit. Rendered cynical by his living enviroment, which consists of people who will not hesitate to stab you in the back at a moments notice, he tends to be distrustful of anyone who reguards him with anything better than contempt. However, none of this can be determined as his willingness to express himself in most situations seems to be lacking. Simply put, he's a block of marble in terms emotions. Even with all of this, he has adopted a sense of psuedo politeness about him that he can turn into sarcasm at a moments notice based on the targets reaction.
Bio/History thinger: As a human born mystic, Illdon has had a small taste of humanity before his sprawling years as a mystic. A fact he cares little for and has, for the most part, forgotten his time as a human. As a mystic he finds himself in the very same place as he did from his first moments as one, a messenger for his lord and a combat teacher to his mistresses. (Mystics are strange beings indeed. XD) Compared to other mystics though he has it good. He can actually leave their acursed realm whenever he pleases due to his status. (The wings don't hurt either.) Even with his many years of loyalty, he has received very little recognition, a fact he is unconsiously bitter about.
((I'll add more when my brain starts working again.))
((*Punts Illdon into the rp* Go have fun!))
Flying all day was tiring. There was no question about that, and that fact alone was what caused him to enter the HQ at the moment. Pawing the door open quietly he stuck his head in first and had withheld an almost instantaneous groan. of course, there had to be millions of others here. He couldn't just wander in to take a nice quiet break and leave as if it never happened.
Shaking his head he pulled himself through the door, folding his black wings neatly on his back as he did so and lightly kicking the door closed behind him. At a very controlled pace he traversed the room, glancing over the kitsu that he passed. Nearing his destination, which consisted of a nice quiet corner, he let out a small sigh before turning about and laying down on his stomache facing the occupants of the room. Crossing his paws he layed his head down on them, and fanned his wings out to either side of him. He eyes continued to scan the room. If someone did approach him at least he'd be ready. So with that his eyes roamed back and forth and at the same rhythm his tails swayed slightly behind him. All in all he resembled a feline on the lookout for something. But what? He didn't know.
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