Jul 26, 2018 19:31:56 GMT -6
lambert acaster tell me reality is better than a dream. general info
appearance He has short red hair that goes down to his neck. His hair is normally messy, he brushes it but it gets messy very easily. He has a v bang. He has red eyes. He is 10'6, though he most commonly appears 5'11 because he shifts his size. His finger nails are short and maintained. He can be found in both formal or casual attire. He used to be found in his Terror Response Syndicate uniform, before he faked his death. He can be found wearing a black t-shirt with either a red or blue long sleeved jacket with jeans. He is average in size, having muscle that is hidden under his clothing. He doesn't have any scars along his body. Prior to impersonating his brother, he never wore a mask, cape, or glasses but they stuck so he sometimes wears them occasionally. When impersonating his brother, he dyed his hair blue and wore blue contact lenses. He likes wearing sneakers. personality
abilities Enhanced Strength -- Mastered User has strength beyond that of a normal member of their species, he can last a few hours before he has to rest up to restore his lost energy. He is stronger when he is as tall as a two story building, being able to smash into buildings or lift vehicles with ease, when he is smaller, he is limited on how much he can lift but can still smash into buildings, though he is able to feel the pressure from it. Enhanced Endurance -- Intermediate Users can operate on a low power setting, allowing them to operate for an extended amount of time. They can hold their breath for longer periods of time and remain calm through stressful or painful situations, tolerate extreme hunger, unbearable thirst, and strong urges to sleep. He can go on for hours, whether it be towards fighting, remain calm through stressful or painful situations, tolerate extreme hunger, unbearable thirst, and strong urges to sleep. Size Shifting -- Advanced He is able to change his size from 10'6 to be that of 5'11. It wasn't that he wanted to be shorter than his average height, it was that he had been attempting to go taller and it just so happened he had figured out how to force himself to go smaller too. It took him a few years but he was finally able to master getting himself at the height of two stories tall, though he favors staying at his 10'6 unless he is trying to blend in, in which case, 5'11 is as close to his brother's height as he managed to get not that it matters, most people just assume his brother got taller because they aren't aware that it is really him. Dream Manipulation -- Intermediate User can create, shape, enter and manipulate the dreams of oneself and others, including modifying, suppressing, fabricating, influencing, manifesting, sensing, and observing dreams as well as nightmares, daydreams, etc., possibly including past ones. They can produce and modify dreams, bestow nightmares or lucid dreaming, entrap people in REM, and promote spiritual/emotional healing within dreams. In some cases, user's power extends to the real world, such as wounds inflicted on a sleeping victim, healed damage (mental or physical) affecting the physical form, and other wise blurring the line between waking and dream. They may be able to pull someone from the waking world into the dream world or brings people/things from the dream world into the waking world. He can create, shape and manipulate the dreams of himself as well as others. He is limited do only having control during the day, finding his power weaker by night. When he is sleeping, he is guilty of dragging people into his dreams. The place he enters is never a pleasant one, it is always dark. The landscape sometimes appears as a forest, desert, haunted house, but if there is one thing about this place, it should be noted that no matter which direction you go, there never appears to be an end in any direction. Laughter seems to be lurking around every corner. Anybody who has ever met the one who laughs, never wakes up again. The only person who has ever survived the one behind the laughter is Lammy, though he normally hides in this nightmare and when others are dragged in, the one behind the laughter attacks them instead before searching him out. He doesn't favor using this power and tries avoiding it at all costs. While in his dream, a person can be hurt mentally and physically, so if one dies in this dream, they will die once they leave his dream. Other dream manipulators can enter his dream and if stronger than him, they can alter the dream as well as wake up any victim in his dream. They can't however wake him up, until the one with the laughter has been removed first. Since he lacks connection with anybody who falls into his dreams, he normally allows the one behind the laughter to do as they please with the victims. backstory He is the youngest in his family, having an older brother, born in Canada. He grew up always having things handed to him, he didn't mind being spoiled unlike his older twin. His father always tried encouraging him to not take life for granted and that he would have to work hard to earn his keep but he wasn't interested in such things. He loved being around his mother the most, always feeling loved by her and he hardly had to lift a finger. When his mother was out of the house, he would be forced to listen to his father trying to teach him Zeredah's utopia. He didn't have an interest in joining in the fight, to him, it seemed pointless and far more violent than before Zeredah's world of domination. To him, Terror Response Syndicate didn't sound in the wrong, they sounded like they wanted freedom, just like him. His father's pressuring him to heed and worship Zeredah, started to irritate him. He made the effort in hiding from his father so that he wouldn't have to hear Zeredah this, Zeredah that. Though his brother seemed quite fond of their father, he found himself attached by the hip to his brother, wanting to be around him. School didn't bother him, despite his height he found himself proud to be walking the school grounds. It was easy for him to make friends at school, plenty of the kids favored the Terror Response Syndicate instead of the Assembly of Phantoms. He couldn't help but feel frustrated when he found out that his brother was being taught by their father so that he could join the Assembly of Phantoms so he decided that he wanted to join Terror Response Syndicate when he became old enough. He made this choice because he didn't agree with his borther's choice in wanting to join, it tore him apart to know that he wouldn't be able to change his brother's mind on the subject. Of course with his brother's interested, his father seemed to hover over him more often as if waiting for the day that he too would come begging to learn the ways of the Assembly. He felt a great need to close himself off from the rest of the world, who needed friends when just like his brother, they'd disappoint him too? Despite the frustration, he attempted to look fine, remaining close to his brother, unsure on how he'd go about trying to convince him not to join the Assembly of Phantoms. He joined the Terror Response Syndicate to become a hunter at the age of thirteen. If he hadn't gotten his father's attention before, he had it all now. Any time his father saw him, small hints would be throw in his direction towards the displeasure his father felt towards him and how he should be ashamed of his life choices. When his spirits seemed crushed, his mother's attention would give him great pride again. He was reminded that he was doing this for all of them and perhaps soon, his brother would see the faults in the ways of Zeredah's utopia. When his brother had managed to size shift his height to become shorter, he couldn't help but feel upset. He didn't like that he wouldn't take pride in his own height. He could understand the reason behind it, but the fact that his brother seemed to be moving on, no longer giving him attention. To get back at his brother, he told his mother about his brother changing his size at school so that he wasn't the proud giant he was meant to be. Of course their mother scolded him but the argument had backfired. What his brother wasn't aware of, was the fact that his determination to remain short had been against him too. Not that he didn't deserve it, perhaps he had, seeing as he told their mother in the first place. However, instead of getting in an argument with his brother over it, he ignored him instead. At school, at home, he went mute, not having anything to say to anybody unless he was forced to speak. His mother would always have pleasant conversations with him, however, their father remained sore with his life choices and never ceased to let him forget it. It seemed now that he was training to become a hunter, his father was as determined as ever to get him to join the Assembly of Phantoms as a soldier instead. It had crossed his mind of how he craved his father to be dead, but he lacked the motive to do it himself. When there had been a knock on the door, his mother had answered it and he came out of the kitchen to see the Terror Response Syndicate uniform, the gentlemen wore. They admitted that his father had been killed for resisting arrest. He held mixed feelings over the subject, on the one hand, he was finally free from his father, on the other, he was still his father. His brother had left the room. He couldn't help but feel guilty for all of the small reasons he held against his brother and chose to go after him. He knew about his brother's admiration towards their father and it made him worried. He tried talking to his brother, it lead to more arguments. They wouldn't be able to see eye to eye, but hopefully this would be the end of Zeredah's utopia. Little did he know, he was dead wrong on the subject. At the age of 17, he graduated from high school. He socialized despite his great need to distance himself from other people. When his brother had claimed he found something better, he couldn't help but believe that it had something to do with Zeredah's utopia. When his brother had ran away, he felt betrayed. It was hard to focus as a hunter when he knew that his brother was out there somewhere. A few weeks later he started having troubles with the rest of his unit, his brother Krueger had become popular all around Canada that his unit had started keeping their distance from him. It was during a Terror attack that he had allowed himself to get severely injured before fleeing the scene. It was then that he had fallen off the grid, allowing everybody to believe he had died. He decided to impersonate his brother so that the lie of his death would continue to grow. He dyed his hair blue before buying contacts so that he would be mistaken as his brother. It wasn't long before he met a guy and they started dating. All seemed to go well until the guy proved to be rather possessive and he broke up with him. It was then, that he started having nightmares when he would sleep at night. He started traveling around Canada and met other people. Some he tried having flings with, others wouldn't give him the time of day. His reasons for doing so is because one, he wanted his brother's attention, two, it was quite fun and he didn't want anybody thinking they owned him. It was during his travels that he had been spotted by Assembly of Phantoms members, he figured out his brother was in Lorsette so he traveled there next. misc His soulmate is Isidore Vynlay His twin is Harrison Acaster He is Isidore's bodyguard He is quite the flirt only for the sole purpose of having flings, he isn't interested in relationships He was an elite hunter for the Terror Response Syndicate He regrets joining the Terror Response Syndicate He will put Harrison before the Terror Response Syndicate He loves to sing and dance in public | roleplayer info ☆ NAME spiritfoxxy ☆ RP EXPERIENCE unknown ☆ TIMEZONE unknown ☆ GENDER female ☆ AGE old ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS n/a ☆ FACE CLAIM HAPPY TREE FRIENDS, splendont ---------------------- THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO SPIRITFOXXY. DO NOT STEAL. |
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