Feb 5, 2021 19:17:45 GMT -6
 entoan foss tell me reality is better than a dream. general info
appearance Reaching an impressive height of 6’1” with the addition of a lean body. Exercising over the course of years, Entoan maintains a body structure thought of for a hunter. A pair of semi-broad shoulders with lean muscles covering his arms, stomach and legs. The lines of familiar lines of abs cover his stomach because of the intense work taken on his body. A soft, olive complexion covers Entoan’s body with familiar etchings of pale scars across it. On his shoulder going down his front is a large, shaky mark down his chest. Littering his body are a variety of smaller scars, though unlike the others, these are believed to be from training. A pair of high-rise cheekbones settle beneath Entoan’s eyes, shaping a slender, but strong face. These cheeks lead down to a strong jawline, bringing the edges to a rounded chin. On the hunter’s face is a sharp, upturned nose. Leading down from Entoan’s hair are thick locks of dark cyan hair with blue undertones. In certain lightings, his cyan locks can appear more of rich navy colour. A single locker of light blue branches from his scalp, but fades quickly into the waves of cyan hair. His hair is long, reaching the mid of Entoan’s back. Notably, his hair is tied into a ponytail to avoid obsessive tangling or other damages. Occasionally hidden by the locks of unruly hair is a single, chilling ice-blue eye. They are hard, many believing they stare into the soul. However, the man’s left eye is constantly covered by an eyepatch because of an injury he received at a young age. Should the eyepatch be removed, one would notice a patch of paler flesh and additionally, an eye devoid of colour from a previous injury. The man’s preference for garbs is notably semi-formal clothing. He enjoys dress shirts and pants, the type that creates the vibe of formal, but not entirely. He finds these types of clothes comfortable and fitting to his frame. However, in circumstances that require it or where semi-formal is considered “too much”, Entoan resorts to casual clothing. This being said, he wears single-coloured clothing with one solid colour. Never does he wear anything with graphics and stripes. As a TRS hunter, Entoan does wear his uniform during work hours. Since he has a status as an elite hunter, his accents are red in colour. He does have pierced ears, but he normally wears a pair of light-blue stones with a golden border. Occasionally, he wears other pieces of jewelry, but they are nothing gaudy or big. Because of his species, Entoan does have a serpent form. In serpent form, he can become a large, snake-like creature. The scales coating his body is thick and of an ice-blue colour with a slight cyan tinge to them. When in this form, he displays razor-sharp teeth. His eyes maintain their harsh, ice-blue colour. personality
abilities Ice Manipulation -- Mastered The ability to move, create and manipulate ice. As a hunter, fighting is an expectation given to those who operate inside the TRS, thus he trained. Entoan is capable of smoothly controlling ice. He can make spikes of ice or throwable, sharp shards to cast at other people. He is capable of throwing these at high speeds, allowing Entoan to attack others. Additionally, he can create ice across the land, making it smooth to cause others to slip or pebble it allows him to run across it with limited room for slip up. Occasionally, he does cause ice to crawl over people’s feet to make them stuck in place, even if only temporary. Large-form manipulation is something that Entoan is capable of doing, allowing him to create large protective walls or swiping attacks. This being said, the larger the manipulation, the more energy it takes. As time carries on, Entoan will gradually lose energy. In addition, despite his manipulation being ice, Entoan is at risk of slipping across it when he makes defensive surfaces, even when it is pebbled. Pain Suppression -- Advanced The ability to repress sensations of pain, allowing the user to fight through it. Similar to a majority of serpents, Entoan can suppress his pain, making it nonexistent. He does have to cognitively activate the ability, but through its activation, he will feel no pain. Therefore, this allows him to power through and continue fighting in a rough battle. Due to his capabilities, this ability drains little energy from Entoan, but will through the duration of its activation. However, the suppression of these painful sensations does result in wounds getting worse from being powered through or unnoticed. Serpent Shifting -- Intermediate The ability to shift into a large serpent form or manage to shift into a smaller serpent form. In serpent form, Entoan considers his fighting subpar despite the intense size he is loaned for shifting. It has lead him to rarely shift into his serpent form, and when he does, regularly shifts into a smaller form of his serpent form. Oftentimes, this is the size of a snake and only used for reconnaissance rather than anything of combat value. Due to not training it to perfection, Entoan takes 30 seconds to shift into his serpent form. Naturals: Immortality, Minor Healing Factor, Enhanced Flexibility, Cold Weather Resistance backstory Trigger Warning: Death, Violence Everything Entoan remembered of his parents were memories imbued with positivity and summoned forth a strong smile across his lips. For years, the Foss family desired children, though were having difficulties getting pregnant. Thus, the day they discovered the wife of the duo fell pregnant, a sublime joy settled over their home. He was born into a wonderful home, the type that brought the bouncing baby Entoan and his overjoyed parents a serene lifestyle. Their smiling faces were pictures inside his mind as the child babbled and giggled at his parents. In the child’s life, they were everything and were among his only caretakers. The child’s grandparents had long been greeted with their deaths during the War of Traitors centuries earlier while their children went on to live long-lasting lives. The overarching goal became manifesting a new family, the thing of their beloved dreams. The days of Entoan’s youth became memories he would inevitably recall with bittersweet feelings. He remembered afternoons spent running through the backyard with his feet bare and grass tickling his toes. How his mother would watch on from the kitchen window while his father assisted with the chasing efforts. Then when he caught up, a pair of arms around his waist along with a faked growl while Entoan giggled out nos. In the evenings, how they read books before they tucked in the young, dark-haired boy. The questions he spouted for a few more precious seconds of staying up late while his parents insisted on sleep. They were incredible parents, the type that deserved endless praise for their parenting efforts since at each turn, they learned. While Entoan admired his parents, his parents cherished the child they waited centuries to receive. He was their gift, and his parents assured everything from his education to his stability. Growing up in a marvellous home, Entoan transformed into a polite adolescent. He worked to assist others, including his parents and community in the bustling city of Lorsette as it grew. The cultivation of an ever-growing land brought no boredom to the young man. Through his days he fished, explored the wilderness, assisted the local farms, cooked alongside his mother or assisted his father with work. In other instances, Entoan hurried towards his friends and spent his days running alongside them, participating in games. Anybody granting Entoan a glance would hastily discover a child in excellent health. One that spent his days playing or learning and his evenings settling down with a nice book or helping his mother with supper. The Foss family instilled those good values inside Entoan with the family holding mutual values between one another. It was everything the child felt he needed, the thing that strengthened him and brought him joy. Alas, paradise never lasts forever. December, a month in his favoured season and the time which summoned intense emotions between families. He remembered how their shopping arrived and trailing his smiling parents was 8 year old Entoan. A child who felt his eyes wander as he stepped behind them, listening to their laughs and the bells of people searching for Christmas cheer funds. He discovered happiness in those few moments where he walked around with his parents. These simple actions were things he quickly revelled in, even through the boredom. Alas, had he known these would be among their last moments, he would have clung to every second. To every word their parents stated between one another, every foggy breath leaking through their parted lips and even the crunch of snow beneath winter boots. Every little beloved detail of the people responsible for his creation... he never wanted to remember her voice. For a moment they froze, listening to a woman called Zeredah’s words... and then the screaming started. The blur of frightened individuals shoving their way past as they retreated from the shadowed beasts and amalgamations of animal and machine flooded through the streets. The sounds of battle arrived quickly, flooding his ears as his parents backpedalled. He remembered the manner they grabbed his arm to lead him to the side while people clattered through the streets. People shouted about running as growls filled the air and later the sounds of agonized screamed followed by the metallic scents of death. His parents attempted to push through in hopes of safely escaping, but in the hysteria, nowhere was safe... and when they crossed paths with the beast that day, Entoan felt nothing but fear. A terror with long, sharp claws loomed over them, inciting fear within the young 8 year old. His parents moved to protect him, but the manner it sliced through them horrified him. The blood pooling beneath their mangled and maimed bodies as life’s liquid dripped from its claws. He remembered screaming and backpedalling as a single, long claw came down across one of his eyes. Bleeding and frightened, the young man hurried, narrowly rescued as people fought back and pushed the terrors out... alas, his parents were gone. In the aftermath of the incident, Entoan discovered himself dazed, confused and inside a hospital with people tending to his damaged eye. The influx of injured meant his eye would never be healed accordingly, instead being forced to restore naturally. Single-eyed and alone, Entoan exhibited a depressive state while in the hospital. His words hushed and tears welling in his undamaged eye. A sense of being lost suffocated him as everything the young man knew was uprooted and burned away. The feelings stuck to him, haunting over his shoulders as he struggled through his recovery and thoughts of the future. As people organized themselves, news would arrive to Entoan’s lap on the daily as nurses showed him the paper. From there, he heard of the Terror Response Syndicate. An organization founded to combat the terror epidemic and fight against the newly named Assembly of Phantoms. A desire sparked in Entoan, something birthed out of determination and craving for vengeance. Moments later would he arrive at his realization for his future. While for a time he would be required to wait, spending his time in foster homes, Entoan would eventually become a hunter apprentice at 16. The moment he stepped into the headquarters, the TRS became something meaningful to Entoan. For his sign up, he was provided housing in the dorms and a method to support himself. Thus, despite the rigorous training he stuck to the regiment out of a craving for vengeance and a thankfulness for providing him the basics he desperately needed. While his age was among the youth, the first Assembly of Phantoms caused an influx of struggling people. It resulted in Entoan not being the only of the younger faces noticed amidst the newest ranks. Many suffered for the Assembly’s cruel choice in action, for Zeredah’s decision to bring about fear. In the time he spent with the TRS, Entoan inevitably became familiar with the stories of tragedy told by the newest recruits or broadcasted on the news. The threat was real, and everybody seemed to have something to say about the malicious circumstances. However, the stories worn on the breasts of others were vague exchanges of words and condolences. A closeness between him and his coworkers failed to manifest until Entoan Foss became familiar with a younger recruit known as Severus Cross. Both meagre apprentices with a somewhat of an age gap, but at one point Entoan discovered the ramifications of the Assembly’s cruelty. The tears of a younger child prompted him to draw in closer and spend time with Severus. He remembered the child mentioning his parents, how he missed him, and Entoan understood entirely. He spent a lot of time comforting Severus and sticking by his side to the point where a bond formed between them. What started as meagre comfort transformed into a brotherly relationship where whenever Sev grew upset, the pair ended up sharing a bed and easing in reaction to spending time together. Over their apprenticeship, the pair became like family to one another. After apprenticeship, Entoan began steadily working his way to the top and learning about himself. As he grew more powerful, he gained the alias Minty for his name that sounded similar to floss and his habit of keeping a mint in his mouth. He grew stronger, eradicating terrors and Assembly members all in the name of the greater good. As he grew, Entoan gained a self-pride, his strides gaining a confident traction and his determination memorable through the years. misc Likes: Mints, home cooked meals, cooking, sleeping in, sex, flowers, gardening, fruits, tea, TRS, warm blankets, dumb sitcoms, meat, winter, skating, snowy days, drinking, bar hopping, true crime documentaries, sour candies, reading Dislikes: Overly sweet foods, AP, oversized clothing, weird fashion/makeup trends, clowns, tight clothing, cereal, intense heat, chopsticks, superstitions, centipedes, vanilla flavourings Fears: Losing the TRS, being alone, failing to defeat AP - He finds an odd comfort in flower gardening. Sometimes, he sits on his patio, looking at his flowers in peace. - His favourite fruit is strawberries. He tends to eat them a lot. However, he is known for eating other fruits like blueberries and watermelon frequently. - He considers Severus Cross to be similar to a younger brother to him. - He keeps a few photos of his family. Regularly, he keeps them somewhere that they will not be seen or damaged. - In moments where Entoan needs calm, he is known for spending a lot of his time reading. This eases him a lot. | roleplayer info  ☆ NAME chibi magician ☆ RP EXPERIENCE about 9 years ☆ TIMEZONE central ☆ GENDER female ☆ AGE twenty-two ☆ OTHER CHARACTERS My Who’s Who ☆ FACE CLAIM GENSHIN IMPACT, Kaeya ---------------------- THIS CHARACTER BELONGS TO CHIBI MAGICIAN. DO NOT STEAL. |
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