Aug 31, 2019 11:56:24 GMT -6
 uriah clarke tell me reality is better than a dream. general info
appearance He has long blond hair that goes down to his shoulders. His hair used to be short but he has since grown it out. He has a v bang in the front. He had blue eyes, but wears an eye patch on his right eye and his left is gray. He is 5'7. His finger nails are short and maintained. He can be found in casual attire. He used to wear formal attire throughout his child hood but has seen adjusted to wearing casual attire because he never favored formal attire. Though he will wear formal for his boy friend. He likes wearing t-shirts with jeans. He is buff, having muscle that is hidden under his clothing. He doesn't go anywhere without his chosen armor. He likes wearing boots. He has scars along his body. He shifts into a Jaguar and his right eye is an empty socket and his left is gray. Upon shifting, one will be able to see his decaying body, face proving he is blind, scars along his pelt, fur is missing along his body. He wears a charm bracelet on his wrist to assist with sight. personality
abilities Feline Shift -- Mastered He is able to shift into a feline. He can talk to other animals but chooses not to do so. He is able to climb and jump trees as well as leap high, run fast, of course this is only limited in this form. Though he has control over this power he is forced back into his human form if he is wounded or goes unconscious. Shifting takes him only ten seconds or so to complete, during that time he is vulnerable to attacks. Raise Dead -- Advanced Lich Beasts are able to briefly reanimate the corpses of dead animals of the species they take the form of (cats raise cats, dogs raise dogs, some degree of cross-species resurrection is allowable since there won't be a lot of tigers or lions lying around dead on Canada). He is able to raise the dead of a few felines, some being wild while others are house cats. He is limited with the amount he can rise, depends on the size of the feline. Pestilence -- Beginner Lich Beasts can control insects and low-level pest animals (rats, mice etc) for short periods. While the idea of being beaten by a bunch of rats and spiders may seem laughable to some, these people tend to change their mind as the ground becomes a moving carpet of flesh-devouring forms. He sometimes loses control over this power when angry. Plague -- Beginner Lich Beasts, while in their undead animal form release a potent miasma that causes various illnesses. Every Lich Beast is different in this regard. Some release Black Plague, some release the flu, and some the common cold. The longer you are exposed, the longer you suffer the illness. This illness can be spread to others, however, it loses potency quickly. Dirty living conditions can increase the lifespan of this unnatural illness. He sometimes loses control over this power when angry. Famine -- Advanced While this power is also a weakness, the undead shifters that are Lich Beasts are always hungry, and thus always in search of a meal, however, if you see a Lich Beast, you will find yourself overcome with hunger yourself. Prolonged exposure can lead to overeating. Some less honourable eateries will employ a Lich Beast to eat in their restaurant, simply to make customers eat more. He can’t control this power, he finds himself always hungry and if he chooses not to eat, he starts to feel nauseous and sometimes will get intense stomach pain. Immortality -- Beginner He doesn't age, he looks eighteen. He does however get sick and can be killed. When exposed to water, it can have devastating effects on his abilities if he is exposed for long periods of time. Brief interactions with water don’t normally affect him too immensely. Self-Sustaining -- Beginner He relies solely on the energy that comes from his soul to power his body, thus he doesn't need to eat, drink, sleep or use the bathroom. backstory He is the oldest in his family, having several younger siblings, born in Australia. His parents are apart of the Terror Response Syndicate as hunters also proving rather wealthy. Growing up proved rather difficult because his parents were strict with all of their children. Besides expecting them to excel in school, they were required to practice their powers and upon turning age fifteen, sign up to become a Terror Response Syndicate hunter. His siblings seemed to please his parents, he proved to be much of a disappointment to them. His siblings chose to bully him, their way of trying to encourage him to try harder but it only fueled rage inside of his desire to escape from them all. It wasn’t really the fact that he viewed the Terror Response Syndicate as bad or anything, he just couldn’t bring himself to harm another person if he could help it, proving to lack the motivation required to practice his powers as means to defend himself against the Assembly of Phantoms. What he hadn’t grasped was that his family was attempting to prepare him for reality, meanwhile his mind was stuck in the clouds of how peaceful this world would be if people just shut the hell up and got along for once, or at the very least handled things in a non violent way. Because of their wealth, his family was required to wear formal attire and attend the events his parents put on. He was fourteen when his life would change forever. He was in the corner, minding his own business with a young boy had approached him for some small talk. It was a nice conversation and he found himself drawn to it, unaware his companion was distracting him from events about to unfold. There was a scream from the other side of the room, people started to panic as others fell to the ground, clearly being slaughtered. Out of fear, he fled, knowing he wouldn’t be able to take them on because he hadn’t the skill to defend himself. The Terror Response Syndicate had arrived but were too late, plenty of people laid dead on the floor and though he was alive, he felt like shit knowing that his family was all accounted for, dead on the ground. He was taken into foster care, but believing he was unworthy of their affection, chose to run away from home. It seemed every month he would be caught and brought back in, soon being taken by another foster family, only to run away. This went on for months, he was gathering a record for himself. It was starting to seem like the foster families only wanted him around because of the money his family had left in his name, only to be gained once he became an adult. Though there was money set aside for means of taking care of him that the foster family was allowed to get for themselves. He tried harder not to be caught, managing to go a few months before they had found him again. He had made his way to Russia before they had caught him again. Because he had fled from so many foster homes, they chose to place him in a group home instead, telling him that he had to stay there until he turned the age of eighteen. He never agreed to such a thing but chose to keep that to himself. He went home with them and started plotting his next escape. He was enrolled school, catching the eye of a purple haired beauty. He was the reason why he chose not to flee from the group home, though the flirting was surprisingly pleasing, he chose to play hard to get in case his crush would lose interest in him. It wouldn’t hurt to leave, if they didn’t have anything to begin with after all. The longer he spent with him, the closer their bond became and he slowly started talking about his life with him. Turns out they were in the same boat, well sorta. His crush had a sister but other than that, their families had both been killed by the Assembly of Phantoms. Within a year, he asked his crush if he’d like to date him and to his greatest pleasure, was told yes. When graduation came around the corner, he had decided to take up freelancing when his boy friend became a bodyguard. A few years later, he believed things to be peaceful, he was wrong. He had noticed the phantom pain but was unsure of the reason behind it. Though seeing his boy friend injured had fueled him to anger, he didn’t want to lose him to the Assembly of Phantoms. Traveling had been brought up and he was quick to agree. Years were spent traveling and though he thought they had finally put distance between them and the Assembly of Phantoms, he always found himself wary that they were hiding in the shadows, not to mention he could smell or hear them in the distance, in which case it was time to move on. He tried appearing fine, but deep down was finding himself rather restless. It was difficult to sleep at night, finding himself awake to try and keep watch, even though it wasn’t his turn. He would use the excuse that he had enough sleep as means to get away with staying awake. It had become normal for him, though he tried his hardest, he wouldn’t be able to handle his lack of sleep forever. He had planned to snuggle his boy friend as means to comfort him, not doze. Though he didn’t awake until he noticed the phantom pains, frantically he searched around their home only to find he wasn’t there. His boy friend’s scent was still fresh and he didn’t waste any time following after it. Though he still disliked the idea of violence, he had motivation to fight against them to keep his boy friend safe. He caught sight of them when they were leaving, there were too many of them, despite his efforts to try and rescue his boy friend. They murdered him and left his corpse there for the birds to feed on. Though he awoke, vengeance in his heart. He was surprised to see his boy friend’s sister, she helped him get on his feet and they worked out a plan to rescue his boy friend. A year went by, he had been preparing for the day when he would hear back from her, finding out the location his beloved boy friend was being held. He would have to wait for the signal but he didn’t waste any time heading towards Aria Village upon getting it. misc His soulmate is Carmine Andreasen He met his crush in high school He lost his sight from liquid lead He wears a charm to assist with sight He loves to sing and dance in private | roleplayer info  ☆ NAME spiritfoxxy ☆ RP EXPERIENCE unknown ☆ TIMEZONE unknown ☆ GENDER female ☆ AGE old ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS n/a ☆ FACE CLAIM FIRE EMBLEM, dimitri alexandre blaiddyd ---------------------- THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO SPIRITFOXXY. DO NOT STEAL. |
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