Sept 18, 2018 19:20:59 GMT -6
Jester tell me reality is better than a dream. general info
appearance Jester stands about 6'3'' feet tall, adorning purple hair and a purple goatee He has green eyes. He is usually found wearing a white jacket with a with a cape type thing around the jacket. With his rank of general on the coat so people know who he is. He is usually wearing white dress pants to complete the package along with white shoes. Despite fighting in a suit, this is what he loves to wear. It's also to make people mad that they are being beaten by some fool in a white suit. personality
Jester is pretty much and enigma. You never know what he is thinking until he talks or does something. He is usually pretty playful and happy go lucky despite being a reaper and having thousands of people being terrified of him because of his aura. sometimes he will just feel like going on a killing spree to make his god happy. Sometimes it will just be goats, sometimes actual people (the TRS doesn't know of his little killing habits so lets keep it that way *wink wink* they are mostly bad people anyway) Either way he is just pretty hard to understand most of the time. abilities Soul sensory: Mastered, can see everyone's soul perfectly. Can even see the slight change in a soul if one was to steal a little candy bar. Fear Inducement: Mastered. when he wants someone to utterly be terrified. He will switch it on and make the aura around him just pure black with hatred causing a lot of fear. Necromancy: Has a grasp. Can create an undead for only an hour or two depending on what the dead is. A dog will last two hours. Any other animal bigger will only last an 30mins to and hour. He can not raise humans or other species. Healing factor: Natural/Mastered, Since being alive for as long as he has, any wound that isn't a mortal or life threatening it will pretty fast. Looking a arm/leg or getting stabbed or shot in a vital spot, he can't heal unless he gets assistance. Minor Soul manipulation: Eh, He can manipulate humans easily because most of their wills aren't strong enough. He can't other species. Seance: Rarely uses it. Can contact the realm of the dead for about ten minuets anything more and he looses concentration. backstory "hmmm Where to start. You know my life is pretty long and I have a lot of stories...You want me to start at the beginning huh. Fair enough. Alright buckle up for an amazing story kids." Jester was born to a fae mother. He didn't know his father so already off to a great start. Not that it mattered. But he was born male which was already rare for fae's. But Jester didn't mind too much considering he was special for being born male. Or something like that. The memory is kinda foggy. Either way he was born male. He grew up pretty nicely. He was born in a pretty crappy time. War had just started between other species, and of course it was held right on earth. Fun. The tribe he belonged to sheltered him pretty bad. They taught him how to fight but only to protect the tribe. Which was stupid because they should be out there on the battlefields helping. But their chief hated the idea of war and violence. Jester sure was born into the wrong species then. So as he grew, he was always getting in trouble with the chief and other fae's in his tribe. He just never quite fit in with his tribe, let alone being an fae. So by the time he grew to be about 25-26 he just got up one night and left his tribe. No point in sitting around waiting out the storm. So he thought he would at least see some of the world before this war ends with everyone dead and earth be a wasteland. So he wandered the world of the past. Sight seeing for about a year. Until he came upon a group. This was no ordinary group. But a cult. Or so it turned out to be. Jester had no idea in the beginning when he found them. But they let him in for a test. And that test was to talk to the dead with their leader. Jester found the concept utterly intriguing. How could one talk to the dead he thought. So he decided to stay with this group. This was the type of group he thought he belonged to. The fae male always had a desire for death...or what came after it. Hence his willingness to always ask to go to war from his tribe. So this group really was where he belonged. So his first task was talking to the dead. Which they all did in a group. It was amazing he thought. The fact there is something beyond dying and your body being used as nutrients for the earth. He also found out they prey to a god. The god of death. This is when he met their real leader. An undead. For the first time Jester was truly a lost for words. Not saying anything. He would walk up to the reaper and study him. Death was truly never an end unless you were favored by the god or was cursed. He had thought. Jester stayed with the cult. Doing their bidding ever time they asked. Until he started to hear voices in his sleep. He would respond to those voices by doing things for the voice like killing pretty evil beings. His fae blood coming handy sometimes. This was a high moment in his fae life. As he continued being apart of this cult and doing everything they needed. It wasn't until one day when some demons attacks the group killing every being. It was quite an unsightly seen. Watching everyone die. Jester on the other hand. Wasn't so much afraid but excited. Ever since joining the group 10 years ago he has always wanted to die and see the other side. That day he got his wish granted. He was brutally killed and was sent to the realm of death. It wasn't too long after that, that he was revived by the god he prayed and did everything for. He wondered why he would be revived. There were plenty of people to do so with. Why him? The god went onto to explain that he was a loyal believer and the god needed some loyalty. So he revived the fae and made him a reaper. "One condition, bring back my girl." Jester went on to barter with the god like they were just trying to sell some food. During his stay with the cult before they were all killed. He fell in love with a woman there. Jester would have been loyal to the god no matter what for bringing him back. But if he brought back his love. He would be loyal until he dies again. So with that. He became a reaper. Traveling the battle fields helping his precious god try to end this stupid war. Along the way he got on pretty good terms with the god, almost becoming the gods right hand man to end the war. Unfortunately the war ended when they sealed the two that started the war. And Thanatos left... It was a bit hard for the reaper, being so used to war and not no where. And no god to be close to anymore. It was hard for him. So he went about his business. His love going her separate way. Not that they would leave each other forever. She had things she wanted to do. And so did he. So they went their own ways. But Jester knew he would see her again. And he was right. Every couple centuries, they always seemed to meet up and live together again for a couple years. They were undead so they never aged anymore. Jester went about the world fighting in different wars as they raged on. Still pleasing his god that revived him and made him like this. He was happy to after all. Time flew by as years passed. Meeting up with his lover every now and again. Then leaving to go please his god. It turned into a routine at this point. But he grew seemingly bored. And as he saw the a city be a beacon of hope for all species. He decided to see what would come of it. "And that kids is the story of Jester the great.... I missed out on a lot? Like what? Like the whole part of becoming the general of the TRS...and why I joined? That's easy...I don't remember most things. I have been undead for over 2000 years. But It's so I can hopefully kill who ever brought those terrors. I was already in too many wars. Don't need to see another start up again. Now shoo shoo remember to go to school too." misc | roleplayer info ☆ NAME Vexxum ☆ RP EXPERIENCE Idk ☆ TIMEZONE est ☆ GENDER mALE ☆ AGE 22 ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS @koda @sonya @kayla ☆ FACE CLAIM Blue Exorcist, Mephisto ---------------------- THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO Vexxum. DO NOT STEAL. |
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