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Name |
- Proteus
Nickname(s) |
- Pro, Danger
Age |
- There are so many memories, surely not merely 21
Height |
- 6’4”
Gender |
- Male
Sexual Orientation |
- Hetero
Race |
- Fallen Angel
Powers |
- Light Manipulation: Proteus can bend light to reflect off of his weapons to blind and burn his enemies, but similar to the moon he can only reflect light, not produce it. He is also proficient in blade type weaponry and learns new ones very quickly.
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Personality |
- Proteus is known for his good humor, good looks, and reckless decisions. He figures you only live once so why not go all out? And if he was part of a war, he better believe in what he was fighting for and be willing to give his life for it. He isn’t one to half-a** things, including jokes, pranks, and dares. And he certainly isn’t afraid to die for his cause… Or at least he wasn’t. All of that had been true of him, and still felt true in places. But there were so. Many. Memories. And often times the emotions that went with them, causing Proteus‘s personality to fluctuate unstably. Sometimes he felt like himself, other times a memory took hold and he had no idea who he was. Now he was as quick with a joke as he was with an angry outburst.
History |
- Proteus had been created to fight in a war. He was soldier, a lunar knight so to speak. He spent his days on the battle fields and his nights talking strategy and cracking jokes with the rest of his army. He was known for his reckless and brash decisions. Decisions so outrageous that they concluded in victory more often than not. The more his daring stunts worked, the bolder he became. Proteus wasn’t just brash when it came to trying to win the war, he was often seen taking serious risks to save his friends on the battle field. Which all went very wrong one day, and he found himself left for dead. The golden boy couldn’t keep his winning streak forever. That was ok though, at least most of his soldiers had made it. Everyone died someday.
Proteus had closed his eyes, waiting for the end, when he felt a presence. He had reopened his eyes, to find an angel of death coming for his energy. He supposed their technical term was Energy gatherer, but most referred to them as death. She was gorgeous. And even though he was dying he sure wasn’t going to miss an opportunity to make a pretty girl laugh. She had a very nice laugh, a nice last thing to hear as opposed to the screams from earlier. But suddenly his body was gaining strength. The Angel of Death was…. Saving him?
From there out, Proteus threw himself even more into his work. If dying meant he’d get to see her again, it couldn’t be that bad. Sure it sometimes hurt a little but, it was worth it. He was making greater gains for the cause and he was making friends with an energy gatherer. He knew in the back of his mind he would one day have to die, and he still wasn’t afraid to die, it was just another adventure, but his last thought was that he thought he’d have gotten to see her one more time.
When he awoke, Proteus… that was his name? Maybe? Was very confused. He had no idea who the Angel was next to him, and then she started screaming, and the next thing he knew their deity was there. It took… hours? Days? He wasn’t sure, to get a feel for his own memories. This Angel of Death had saved him… brought him back to life, but now he was banished to some other realm’s school, with memories all fighting to be the real him. He hadn’t been afraid to die, but he was now afraid to live.
Likes |
•Tea?
• Loyalty
• Fencing?
•Not having a purpose
• Memories
• The color pink?
• Living as not himself forever
- Ƭнє Ɛxтяαѕ
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Dorm # |
- 1D
Pets |
- None
Scars/Tattoos/Notable Features |
- Scar across left thigh and a scar across the right side of his neck (what should have been fatal blows)
What clubs are you in? |
- None yet
Classes |
- General College
Other |
- While he is grateful to be alive, he isn't sure he wanted the chance like this.
