Name: "Colt"
Name Origin: It is a nickname stolen from his beloved Colt .45 gun.
Name Meaning: None
Nicknames: His Nickname is his only name. He forgot the one his parents gave him.
Birthday: Sometime in late spring, the actual date and year are unknown.
Significant Other: Vidura, the naga Colt was assigned to kill but then ended up kidnapping, and whom now lives with him (don't ask how that happened) is the closest any person has come to becoming Colt's significant other.
Occupation: Sporadic free-lance hit man.
Religion: He prays to the magical god of great sex and fertility...?
Gender: Male
Species: Shinigami (Death, “god” )
Origin: A creation of his parent’s ingenuity, sweat, and blood. Colt was "born" and raised in Gaia, most likely the suburbs of Barton.
Parents: Little is known about Colt's parents. One day at the ripe age of fourteen, upon being told to clean up his room, Colt simply had enough and screamed, "******** you!" at the un-dead couple, before walking out the door.
Siblings: N/A
Offspring(Blood related): N/A
Age: 22
Appearance: Muscular, he's like those models you see on the Abercrombie bags. The kind that just scream, "GAY". As far as fashion goes, during his early days Colt took to wearing the street and punk fashions of all major inter-gaian cities. Blacks, Reds, denim belts with spikes, ripped t-shirts, tight pants, leather items and buttons with strange novelty words written on them, the quintessential word here being, "punk", every day fashion’s of Colts.
Hair color: Fiery, red. Unclear where the coloring comes from, Colt's hair matches his violent and dangerous temper. It's hair that simply screams defiance.
Eye color: Gray. Colt's eyes are a bit dead looking, as if they have clouded up over time, or become water logged.
Skin color: Creamy White
Distinguishing features: A massive amount of piercings not to mention a cross shaped tattoo starting at his navel, and ending down somewhere--well, somewhere rather naughty. All included Colt has six piercings; 4 upper ear, one eyebrow( ight eye) and one nose. He is also planning to add a tongue piercing soon (much to Vid's chagrin and possible annoyance).
Markings: None
Height: 6'2
Weight: 255
Blood Type: Unknown.
Medical Information: Colt's anatomy is rather difficult to put into words. What keeps the red head out of harms way would be the material he is composed of underneath his outward appearance. Beneath his pretty layer of white skin lies a body of rotting flesh; picture a Zombie if you will. All organs stopped working long ago, except for a few dire important ones his parents placed freshly inside for him. What keeps Colt together is a series of stitches and the human flesh which covers him (not to mention which also keeps the smell of cadaver from seeping out). Things which would easily kill other people, fail to harm Colt. The man can be harmed, though and will feel pain when he is injured. When hurt, it takes lots of time for Colt's body to repair itself. Not only is the normal human process of repairing skin slow and complex, but the process of repairing lost or damaged dead flesh beneath the outer layer of skin horribly difficult.
Favorite Color: Yellow
Favorite Food: Ice cream.
Favorite Sound(s): Ones of pleasure~
Favorite Feeling: Entertained.
Favorite Sight(s): Watching someone bend over.
Favorite Animal: Butterfly
Favorite Movie: "The Godfather"
Favorite Book: Reading...possibly what Colt believes to be one of the most pointless and boring pursuits on earth!
Favorite Video Game: Colt doesn't play video games.
Likes: Children; Colt loves children, he can't get enough of the little brats. With kids, there is never a dull moment around, just the sort of life Colt loves. Sex; If there is one thing Colt loves as much or even more than children it's sex, hedonistic in nature, carnal pleasure is the one thing Colt's body craves. Also, not just any sex will do, Colt likes to take his play and kick it up a notch, anything from bizarre outfits to various toys. Situations of murder and danger; The thrill of the hunt is just another turn on for Colt and when it comes down to risking one's life for the game, the red head likes to take the ultimate risk.
Dislikes: Boredom; The one thing Colt can't stand in this world is a dull moment, even tooth extraction more enjoyable than sitting around with nothing to do.
Hobbies: Molesting and harassing Vid, "Role Playing" and the occasional night of wandering the streets of Durem.
Magic Abilities: The soul sucking kiss of doom. Colt may like ice cream, but the wonderful dairy creation isn't all that life sustaining for the undead. Like every other "living thing" under the sun Colt needs nourishment, and the nourishment he receives comes form consuming a persons living essence, or their "soul", so to speak. Never being taught the proper way to reap a soul by his parents, Colt engineered his own way of getting the nourishment he needed, done via a deadly kiss, in which he suckes the soul directly from the body.
Personality: Colt is a fire-cracker; Cocky, with a short fuse and demanding, if it weren't for his charisma, most people would probably deem him repulsive. However there is something in the shinigami's rude mannerism and speech which is to be found likeable. Call it guts, Colt does what only few dare to dream, he does what he wants too, and those who stand in his way be damned!
