Post by Erik on Jun 19, 2009 20:05:02 GMT -5
((Ugh, I'm sorry about the History... It's terrible. But I don't know how exactly a history for a Darkling would be. >.>))
Name: Caedo Daeth
Pronounced: Kay-doe Da-e-eth
Race: Darkling
Gender: Male
Age: 22
World of Origin: Dark
Allegiance: None at the moment
Description:
Hair Color/Length: Silver, the back of his hair reaches to where his neck and shoulders meet, while the front part of his hair drapes down to his chin.
Eye Color: Red, one being violet
Complexion: Pale
Body Build: Slim, if he is muscular in any way, it isn’t noticeable.
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 150
Apparel: Truthfully, Caedo sticks to a primary outfit and only occasionally changes every once and a while. This doesn’t mean he uses the same clothing over and over again, he just has plenty of the same outfit in stock. He usually wears a blue hat with a light purple material neatly wrapped around it, trailing down his back in an ‘elegant’ or ‘fancy’ fashion. He wears a navy jacket, decorated with white edges, and purple hues. Same classifies as his pant choice. Like the material on his hat he wears a light purple material as a scarf. He also wears white silk gloves, it’s odd seeing him without gloves; even. His alternate outfit is similar to his casual one, only having a more violet hue then navy. His scarf is white, rather then purple, and the outfit still has a white outlining to it.
Summary: Part of Caedo’s hair drapes over his violet eye, thus working as a veil of sorts. No one knows why exactly he keeps the eye hidden, only getting the assumption that it’s a insecurity toward him. Being so slim, people think he’s weak when in reality, there is some muscle behind the slim build. He isn’t as easy to break as he looks, one might say.
Skills/Weapons:
.::Agility::. - The average same old thing that gets you from here and there, and boosts your running speed. This helps with his primary attack moves, giving him an easy advantage of dodging or parrying an attack.
.::Staff::. - Despite the staff being a blunt object, Caedo is an expert at using one. With his agility, being struck by the staff may not kill you, but it’s bound to leave you sitting there and writhing in pain.
.::Brute Strength::. - Sad to say, he has little in this category, and only uses it to distract and enemy of sort. Not being known for his brutality, it gives a rather amusing sight to behold when he tries it.
.::Magic::. - Yes, he knows magic. What exactly he does with it, no one quite knows. All people know is he’s famous to playing disappearing tricks on people whenever he’s trying to escape a picky situation someone dragged him into.
Personality: Caedo’s personality is rather… odd. Instead of being dark and sinister, he gives off the feeling of being carefree and loopy. When in all truths, it’s merely just and act for him, and there’s quite some brain power behind the masked idiot he presents himself to be. His actions toward things, or people, depends on his single view on them. If they’re a stranger, they may be fun to follow around and tease, that or piss off. If he knows them, he can be loyal, depending on individual. If he hates you, he’ll attempt to make your life a living hell, that or he’ll stay clear away from you. Despite all these actions just to amuse himself, he’s the type who will sit and think things out. The sooner who could toss someone into a scheme of sorts, he will. Only, it’s a well planned out scheme, of course. His intelligence could possibly shock people into gawking over it, while others wouldn’t expect anything less from an odd man like him. Oh, and he has an odd knack of disappearing and reappearing in lets say… The most random of places. Eating around him is also a mistake, for if he finds something he likes on your plate, he’ll take it without your permission. To sum it all up, he’s a pest.
History: Caedo was born to two Darklings, of course. His mother being Lelaz Ora’za and Farak Daeth. Seeing his parents were never ‘married’ at some point in time he had to choose between the family names, thus picking Daeth. Not that he had a choice, for he was taken into his father’s grasp at the time. He was heavily affected the hatred and dismay in his family, while his mother loved him with all of her heart, his father hated him with a passion. Yet, his father wanted him there to amount to something ‘excellent’ and give him full support of any profit he’d obtain anywhere in Daevir. Thus, Caedo spent more time out wondering around then at home, even as a young boy. He never precisely did what his father wanted him to do, instead seeking out companionship and someone to play with. Instead, he was mocked, and called a freak for his different qualities (such as his multi colored eyes) and shunned from any groups. Living in a dark world probably didn’t help anything at all. He spent most of his life alone, aside from when he was getting lectured or beaten from his father. Thus, providing him with his personality now. Part of him wants to treat people the way he was treated, while part of him knows better then to do that. Now, his father is dead, and he inherited any riches from him. He lives in a house alone, but it doesn’t bother him; for he’s never in the house at all. Again, as he did as a child, he wanders the streets looking for amusement.
Role Play Sample:
(Taken from another RP.)
Name: Caedo Daeth
Pronounced: Kay-doe Da-e-eth
Race: Darkling
Gender: Male
Age: 22
World of Origin: Dark
Allegiance: None at the moment
Description:
Hair Color/Length: Silver, the back of his hair reaches to where his neck and shoulders meet, while the front part of his hair drapes down to his chin.
Eye Color: Red, one being violet
Complexion: Pale
Body Build: Slim, if he is muscular in any way, it isn’t noticeable.
Height: 6’0”
Weight: 150
Apparel: Truthfully, Caedo sticks to a primary outfit and only occasionally changes every once and a while. This doesn’t mean he uses the same clothing over and over again, he just has plenty of the same outfit in stock. He usually wears a blue hat with a light purple material neatly wrapped around it, trailing down his back in an ‘elegant’ or ‘fancy’ fashion. He wears a navy jacket, decorated with white edges, and purple hues. Same classifies as his pant choice. Like the material on his hat he wears a light purple material as a scarf. He also wears white silk gloves, it’s odd seeing him without gloves; even. His alternate outfit is similar to his casual one, only having a more violet hue then navy. His scarf is white, rather then purple, and the outfit still has a white outlining to it.
Summary: Part of Caedo’s hair drapes over his violet eye, thus working as a veil of sorts. No one knows why exactly he keeps the eye hidden, only getting the assumption that it’s a insecurity toward him. Being so slim, people think he’s weak when in reality, there is some muscle behind the slim build. He isn’t as easy to break as he looks, one might say.
Skills/Weapons:
.::Agility::. - The average same old thing that gets you from here and there, and boosts your running speed. This helps with his primary attack moves, giving him an easy advantage of dodging or parrying an attack.
.::Staff::. - Despite the staff being a blunt object, Caedo is an expert at using one. With his agility, being struck by the staff may not kill you, but it’s bound to leave you sitting there and writhing in pain.
.::Brute Strength::. - Sad to say, he has little in this category, and only uses it to distract and enemy of sort. Not being known for his brutality, it gives a rather amusing sight to behold when he tries it.
.::Magic::. - Yes, he knows magic. What exactly he does with it, no one quite knows. All people know is he’s famous to playing disappearing tricks on people whenever he’s trying to escape a picky situation someone dragged him into.
Personality: Caedo’s personality is rather… odd. Instead of being dark and sinister, he gives off the feeling of being carefree and loopy. When in all truths, it’s merely just and act for him, and there’s quite some brain power behind the masked idiot he presents himself to be. His actions toward things, or people, depends on his single view on them. If they’re a stranger, they may be fun to follow around and tease, that or piss off. If he knows them, he can be loyal, depending on individual. If he hates you, he’ll attempt to make your life a living hell, that or he’ll stay clear away from you. Despite all these actions just to amuse himself, he’s the type who will sit and think things out. The sooner who could toss someone into a scheme of sorts, he will. Only, it’s a well planned out scheme, of course. His intelligence could possibly shock people into gawking over it, while others wouldn’t expect anything less from an odd man like him. Oh, and he has an odd knack of disappearing and reappearing in lets say… The most random of places. Eating around him is also a mistake, for if he finds something he likes on your plate, he’ll take it without your permission. To sum it all up, he’s a pest.
History: Caedo was born to two Darklings, of course. His mother being Lelaz Ora’za and Farak Daeth. Seeing his parents were never ‘married’ at some point in time he had to choose between the family names, thus picking Daeth. Not that he had a choice, for he was taken into his father’s grasp at the time. He was heavily affected the hatred and dismay in his family, while his mother loved him with all of her heart, his father hated him with a passion. Yet, his father wanted him there to amount to something ‘excellent’ and give him full support of any profit he’d obtain anywhere in Daevir. Thus, Caedo spent more time out wondering around then at home, even as a young boy. He never precisely did what his father wanted him to do, instead seeking out companionship and someone to play with. Instead, he was mocked, and called a freak for his different qualities (such as his multi colored eyes) and shunned from any groups. Living in a dark world probably didn’t help anything at all. He spent most of his life alone, aside from when he was getting lectured or beaten from his father. Thus, providing him with his personality now. Part of him wants to treat people the way he was treated, while part of him knows better then to do that. Now, his father is dead, and he inherited any riches from him. He lives in a house alone, but it doesn’t bother him; for he’s never in the house at all. Again, as he did as a child, he wanders the streets looking for amusement.
Role Play Sample:
(Taken from another RP.)
A brutal murder, that's what this was. She could tell by just barely looking. Only, the conditions were quite odd. The man seemed to have imploded, quite literally. Blood stained his face, as well as his clothing, but no cuts or wounds lie on him. This intrigued her, to an extent of no return. This girl being Remaria Jacobs, she wasn't human, even if she did look it. She was a Soul Eater, a deathly creature vanquished from both Heaven and Hell. Only, she did nothing to get vanquished, she was born this way. While most of her race was mainly half human, she was a pure blood. Thus granted immortality on the spot, and her body wasn't destroyed by being so long lived. If one looked at her, they might say she was along the lines of being eighteen. While the truth remains she was much older then that, she no longer recalled her age. Age was nothing but a number after all, right?
Yeah, that's all it was, a number. Numbers, they were so dull. Then again, so were people. This man in front of her proved that. He was young, but so delicate, leading to his death. She sat down next to the body, placing her hand on his head. It was hollow, it had no brain. So, that was what had imploded, his brain. Yet, his heart was still beating, why was that? The brain was the thing that controlled a human body, it was the source. It was the master, while the human was merely a puppet along with some strings. Odd things, they were. Their heart didn't even give up after dying, or was that their soul? Soul's were stubborn, she should know. She had talked to them, she had never ate one, that was for sure.
"Poor, poor, man." She cooed lightly, taking her hand off of the man's head. Her hands felt warm with the touch of blood, causing her red eyes to focus on her hand. Blood, it was a pretty color, but it was so warm and heavy. How did humans live with it? She wondered, but didn't find an answer. She licked the blood off of her hands, before people came in. They were dressed in blue uniforms, decorated with colorful things. Things like metals, or golden fabrics. The randomness of it almost hurt her eyes. A man approached her, and she just blinked and looked at the man. "You, are you a witness? Or did you do this!?"
Now, why was he yelling at her? What had she done wrong? She did nothing to the man, she was here supporting him. There was a faint humming in her ear, but it was gone the next second. It was the soul, the man's soul was now gone. She sighed, looking up at it. The live man reached to grab her, but she moved out of the way. "I did nothing, I was helping him. He just died," She explained bluntly, looking the man in the eyes. He shivered, walking away from her. She frowned, she wondered why this man ran from her. There was nothing wrong with her, she was normal. She even looked normal, right? Despite her abnormal red eyes, her purple hued hair, and an odd cloak as her clothes choice, she really did look normal.
