Post by Leron on Aug 19, 2007 15:36:01 GMT -5
Application
Full Name: Leron
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Age: 217
Background: (Irish, German, etc.) He is of both German and Irish decent.
Status: (Human, Vampire, etc.) Demon
Appearance: (Description/pic) Personality: (Minimal 4 sentences) Leron is the type of guy that doesnt cloud around for attention like most would. He prefers not to have the spotlight shined upon him. He is the kind of guy that hides from the rest. Keeps to himself. The kind of guy that is very secretive. A man of very few words.
History: (Minimal 1 paragraph) Leron has not a past. Everything that had happened to him over the past years has been erased to him. He has already eliminated those who have threatened him in the past, and has taken care of those that truly mattered to him. He let not one thing in the past bother him now. He is one to stick with the present and the future. He chooses not to dwell on things like the past after they happen. He is almost like the one that never existed within common dreams. He floated through time as if time itself didnt exist. And now here he is. Traveling through Italy as if nothing ever happened, and hunting down that which he hates most. He does not necessarily hunt, but kills when confronted nontheless.
Residence: (Where you live) No specific spot is permanent as far as a residence goes. He doesnt stay anywhere for long.
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Name of species: Wraith Demon
Physical Description: (Minimal 1 paragraph) As far as an appearence goes, that may depend on the time and place as of each moment. He may appear as either just a normal human or a type of wraith, his eyes almost transparent at certain points, and his body almost the same as well. He is built as one might figure out by looking at him, and yet he does not use his build for his fights. His skin is a pale and yet dark tan sort of color, decayed slightly by time. Shrouds of black clouds surround him most of the time, and soo he is mostly unvisible as far as his actual body is concerned.
Characteristics: (Minimal 1 paragraph) Leron has very few tendencies as far as that goes. He doesnt care much for contact with other people, or other species for that matter. He doesnt look for fights, nor does he turn them down. He travels alone and most of the time during midday. If he goes out at night, he is almost always prepared for a fight, and will probably be in his demon form automatically. He is also a hypersensitive man. He is always alert. Always prepared for someone that may try to sneak up apon him. The one that has senses stronger than most others.
Food: (What your demon eats) He does not eat. Eating is vulger to him, and should he digest it, he would just spew it up.
Evil?: (Yes/No) No
Species Origin: Once being a human, Leron seeked more than that. He wanted to be more than just human. A few years after that time, when he was about ten years old, he got what he wanted. It mutated him from the inside out, manifesting itself within the next twenty years of his life, eventually overcoming all that was at one point a human body.
Role playing example post: There he stood. Long wavy hair seeming through that polo colared shirt of his. It's broad colar rolled simply and abruptly over his broad and lanky shoulders. It was indeed a dark night. One to be appreciated and enjoyed by Leron. Tonight was a night of peace. Of leisure. One that he may seek to enjoy. To take pleasure within. He could only hope that not a single creature or person for that matter, would seek to destroy his time of solitude on this dark and hazey night. Eyes rolled slowly within their sockets, liquid setting within them. Slowly Leron allowed them to close, his tensed up body slowly releasing the built up pressure within it. Today had been quite a day for him. People thinking he was a vulnerable man. They had no idea of the manifestation within him. No idea of the demon that was just waiting patiently to be called upon within him. It was a fight they seeked, and he did appease them. Blood was shed today, and he was proud to be alive once more.
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