Yazoo's Characters

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:09

Name: Aduro Incendia
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Appearance: Aduro has long straight black hair going to his waist and black slanted eyes. He prefers to dress in light colors and slightly white clothes. These clothes tend to hide his body build but he wears them mainly because they are comfortable to move in. He has a scar of a cut on his right wrist which he prefers to cover up with long sleeves.
Personality: Aduro is often seen as cold due to him rarely changing facial expression and if he does he mostly does it slightly. He's not really a cold person, though. He's actually easily amused but tends not to show it too much. The most expression can be found in his eyes and the tones of his voice. He's not easy to anger, actually, he only rarely gets angry. He can get amused by the weirdest and smallest things if he's in a good mood which he generally is. He does pout quite a lot, a slight jutting of the bottom lip which tends to be invisible unless someone is paying close attention to it.
Past: Aduro has led a pretty good life, no big conflicts there. The one major setback was when his grandfather, who he was closest with out of his entire family. He used to spend at least 3 days a week with the old man [2 after school and Saturday] and losing him caused him to sink into a sudden depression that no one has ever thought he would ever be able to get into. This depression caused him to, in a fit of sadness, slit his right wrist. His mother found him in time though and had him fixed at the hospital. Ever since then he had not attempted suicide anymore though people close to him still pay extra attention to him when something [big] has happened to make sure he won't even think about it. Unbeknown to them, whenever something big does happen, he does think about it. Fortunately a small cut here and there on his body is enough to chase away the sadness the event brings and to get him back to his normal self. It has, however, turned into an addiction for him, something he turned to whenever he's sad or hurt.
Family: He has a younger sister who he often teases about being emo because she's a goth even though he knows she's not 'emo'. They live with their parents who are still together after a grand total of 32 years, something Aduro hasn't seen in many couples. He has a good bond with him though sometimes he clashes with his mother due to the near-death he once almost caused himself.
Extra: Aduro thinks of life as a game. You play it, you beat the bosses [aka; the major events] and try to beat the other players. If you win; you advance, if you lose; you're game over. His 'game' mentality causes him to do stupid things quite often though, things that others would consider 'dangerous' and 'stupid' and 'insane'. He doesn't mind it too much when people call him insane though; he likes games you can advance in and merely sees these dangerous things as level ups. You can't beat the final boss if you don't level up. Most of the time he doesn't even realize when he's in danger or not.
Him wanting to beat other 'players' makes it so that he is quite competitive when it comes to things. He's always been a straight A student in school, faltering in that not even once. Some people think that's quite inhuman of him and quite some people refrain from talking to him. Unknowingly, Aduro has build a 'wall' around him which makes him seem hard to approach.
He has several hobbies in which he can get really caught up, these hobbies being gaming, writing, and strangely enough, tending to plants. After his grandfather died he tried to find something else to occupy himself with and realized that he finds a certain peace in tending to plants, in watching something he's taking care off grow and become beautiful. This also is the reason why his room has quite an amount of plants in it and the garden looks beautiful to say the least. All the time he once spend with his grandfather he now spends with his plants.
He doesn't like animals too much, finding them disturbing and a total waste of time to take care off. They piss all over the territory they are in, smell bad, and make horrible sounds. Seeing as Aduro isn't good with noise, animals are the last he needs...

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:19

Name: Astrum Mulier
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Appearance: Astrum has a very girly face and build and isn't too tall, blue eyes and long dark blue hair (which is a dye he puts over the black hair he originally possesses). He often gives people the impression that he's a girl and the fact that he sometimes cross dresses doesn't help his case much either. He doesn't cross dress for attention, though; he just feels like it.
Personality: Astrum is the kind of guy people generally love to hate, an opposite to his angelic face. He is often sarcastic, sadistic, and can be a plain out ass. He loves to make fun of people, though he tries to keep himself at bay. He is quite observant so when he really wants to hurt someone, he often knows exactly what strings to push to reach that goal. He doesn't openly show when he is hurt himself, nor does he like his weaknesses laid bare. He prefers people to think of him as 'unbreakable' and most of the time that works for him. He has a very good and creative mind, though.
Past: In the past Astrum didn't get along with his parents and even now, he still doesn't. His father was often out drinking with his friends leaving him and his mother alone. His mother, tired of being by herself, often invited other guys over while his father was gone to 'have some fun' with. This is one of the reasons he doesn't like woman; he sees them as deceptive snakes, lying and cheating when things don't go their way. His dislike, or rather hate, for woman has caused him to become gay. He used to be unhappy with looking so much like the gender he despises, but over the years he came to accept it. He never hated himself so badly that he hurt himself though.
He used to have one very good friend, a guy that he had been in class with for quite some years. The friendship broke when he found out that the friend was only hanging out because he looked so much like a girl. Finding out that that was the reason his friend hung out with him, because he looked like the other gender so much, caused him to start cross dressing. He put on one of his mother's dresses, went to school, walked over to him and told him; "So. Wanna marry me now."
The friend transferred schools not even a week later.
Extra: Astrum is a person that is very set on getting payback when he has been wronged, though that doesn't mean he will go out of his way to ruin someone's life. He is a very patient person who has no problem waiting for chances to come knocking at his door. There was even a case in which someone had gotten pay back by the time they had already forgotten what had happened, three years after it happened. Unfortunately for him, Astrum hadn't forgotten about it. That person too, has transferred.
He doesn't tend to go after people that do not ask for it, only people that are 'begging' for it so to say. He's not unfair in that matter, just finds himself the right person to deal out punishment for the people that do deserve it. Of course, the casual sarcastic remark now and then drops on an innocent person as well when he's trying to lure someone into doing something so he can pay them back.
One of his favorite tactics for getting back at someone is 'blackmail'. He has a stable network of people who he can blackmail into giving him information about other persons, steadily building his ever growing database of people who's life he can make miserable. He doesn't see anything wrong with this; as long as he gets what he wants information doesn't come out... most of the time.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:22

Name: Malum Clementia
Age: 20
Gender: Male

Appearance: He has slanted gray eyes and chocolate brown hair that falls a little past his shoulders in messy layers. He's average height and possesses a well-toned body though not overly muscular. He is slightly tanned due to liking to read in the garden when the weather is good.
Personality: Malum is a quiet person, but by no means shy. He just rarely finds anything worth responding to, though he loves to debate when the subject is good an the other party can make valid points. He tends to blend into the background, yet people know to listen to him when he does say something. He is honest, not liking to have to lie to anyone, which tends to make his opinion on things interesting. Unfortunately, his honesty can also be a default. A lot of times he doesn't realize when it is actually better to lie about something.
Past: He has never been much of a talker and no one ever pushed him into talking more either. He tended to have only a few friends, though he preferred to have a few good friends over a lot of useless ones. Unfortunately, the few friends he had tended to be quite useless as well. They never invite him out when they were going out, he rarely got an invitation for a birthday and when it was his own, only a few came and stayed for a little bit, the others all having 'other plans'. This caused him to doubt the sincerity of 'friends' and turn to books more. At least books won't betray him.
Family: He lives with his grandmother, his parents having died in a car crash when they were speeding to the hospital when his mother was about to give birth to his baby brother or sister. He never found out, and neither did they. His family is rich and he gets everything his heart desires as his grandmother likes to spoil him. Many of his grandmother's friends feel sorry for him and often take their own grandchildren with them for him to talk to, finding it pitiful that he is all alone while he doesn't feel alone. His biggest fear is his grandmother dying; because then he will be.
Extra: He absolutely loves reading, to be able to soak into well written sentences and meaning full stories. His imagination often runs wild when he has nothing to do and a lot of times he'd rather be the character in a book; nine out of ten times they have a happy ending anyway. However, he's realistic enough to realize that he'd probably end up being the one out of ten who's book doesn't have a happy ending. But still, he's sure that the book-life would be more fun and interesting then the one he is currently living.
He can often be found with his nose in his books, just sitting in a quiet spot and letting his thoughts run free. He has given up on his 'friends' even though they still sometimes meet up by chance. He stopped inviting them to his birthdays and other events, just like he stopped going to the few things they do invite him to. Most of the time when they were going somewhere he was stuck paying anyway...

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:24

Name: Rufus Morsus
Age: [2]23
Race: Vampire
Gender: Male

Appearance: Rufus has red hair that goes to his shoulder blades in loose slightly wavy bangs, curling a bit at the bottom. His eyes are generally pink, but they turn red once he's drinking blood. He's tall, lean and pale.
Personality: Rufus is a very cunning person. He finds a pray, chats up to it, drinks their blood, then disposes of them. He's not necessarily mean or anything, just doesn't really care about 'food'. He rarely cares about anything other then himself, though there are a few exceptions. He takes pleasure in the pain of others, though finding causing torture himself barbaric. He doesn't mind getting hurt himself, knowing that a simple wound will not kill him. There is something about the thrill of pain and watching the wound heal flawlessly in a matter of minutes, and a matter of hours or days with the bigger wounds, leaving not a single trace.
Past: Rufus has been turned into a vampire at a very early age, just like all the members of his family. At the age of 12 he got a choice presented to him; either he became a vampire, or he would die by the hands of one; his father. His great, great, great, great, great, great grandmother was one of the 'whores' of Dracula, the red-headed female always by his side. He knows nothing about her except for the things he heard as she dissapeared quite some time ago.His family is strict and pays a lot of meaning to outward appearances. They made sure Rufus learned at a very early age to both look and act respectable.
He never fell in love, even though he has been alive for such a long time. He sometimes wonders what it is like when he sees people all over each other, holding hands, kissing, then he remembers his curse. He doesn't think he will ever be able to be with someone not of his own kind, someone else who doesn't age like most other creatures do. Hell, he doesn't want to imagine being stuck to a wrinkled bag of bones for the rest of eternity... He knows that once he turns 500 he will most likely have a fiancé picked by his parents for him to create offspring with, and he's fine with that.
Powers: Mind-reading, hypnotizing, creating illusions
Extra: Rufus has few hobbies, though the ones he has all have to do with the nightlife for he sleeps through most of the day. Of course he does spend some time awake during the day but they are spend inside the estate him and his family live in. Whenever someone asks about why he has been 'home schooled' after age 12, he always replies that his body is very prone to sickness, something that his pale skin will make very believable. However, it's quite natural that he can't use that excuse when once again caught in a nightclub... Fortunately, not many people ask questions.
His original body is that of a 12 years old, but he manages to look whatever age he wants to look. That is, as long as it is night. If it's day he weakens to the point of resembling a human and loses his powers, the one to maintain the 23 years old body as well.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:26

Name: Iocus Tristis
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Appearance: Iocus has short messy auburn colored hair and amethyst colored eyes. He likes wearing bright colors to draw attention of other people. He reaches the hight of 5'9, quite tall and a tad thin.
Personality: Iocus likes to be in the center of attention no matter what he does. Whether it's making a fool out of himself which he isn't above to do to have eyes turned to him or if it's the thing he's actually good at. He likes playing pranks on people and is often found with a foxy smile on his lips. He likes playing and dislikes working. He's always out to have a good time and doesn't mind a joke or two being played on him; his humor is broad enough.
Past: His family was perfect when he was younger; his father had a steady and well-paying job at a business corporation, his mother was mostly at home doing housework and making sure Iocus had everything he needed for school and playing outside. This all changed when Iocus turned 17 and his mother died in an armed robbery while buying a watch for her husband's birthday. Iocus' entire life shattered. When he was 18 he started getting 'bad friends'. He hung around on the street during school hours and great parts of the nights, got himself fired at three jobs and got into drugs. He'd snort coke and inject heroin, whatever his friends had on them. He stopped hanging out with these 'friends' after 3 years, but he didn't get rid of the drugs problem his joining them caused him. He has managed to lessen the need for it, but still injects the drug about twice a week.
Family: He lives with his father who tends to do nothing but sit at home drunk, still mourning the death of Iocus' mother who has died 7 years ago. The man doesn't work, doesn't clean, doesn't cook, doesn't do anything but sit and drink. Iocus was therefore forced to take up an evening job for after school and a simple day job during the weekends from the moment he could. After his father turned into this, he never dared to bring anyone home again, too embarrassed to have other people know it. Whenever he agrees to meet up with someone else it's either a neutral place or the other person's place.
Extra: Iocus tries and for the bigger parts manages not to let anyone know about his drugs problem. He certainly doesn't want his father to know; who knows what will happen when the old man finds out he's wasting a lot of money that could have gotten him more alcohol. He managed to pick up his life again, though; he is paying off the debts his three years of 'fun' had gotten him and is doing two jobs while going to evening school. He doesn't mind working so much and his father doing nothing; he just wants to kick himself in the ass for having become such a screw up.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:28

Name: Vestis Gauisus Dolor
Age: 18
Gender: Male

Appearance: Vestis has light brown hair and ice blue eyes. He is a tad short and tends to smile a lot.
Personality: Vestis is generally a happy person who just wants to make the best of life. He likes to hang out with his friends, have fun with his soccor team and likes to be around others. It's hard to notice about him that he is gay as he flirts with many girls. It's all in good fun though and most of the time he is lucky enough that they realise that as well. When they don't, and he has to tell them that he was just playing, he often ends up slapped. He's fine with that though; he shouldn't have played with a maiden's heart in the first place... Doesn't prevent him from doing it again, though. Just because he likes to flirt doesn't mean he cheats. Unlike what most people think he's not a complete man-whore and rarely goes past flirting. He just really likes the contact that flirting brings; a bit physical and mostly mental.
Past: Vestis didn't realise he was gay until his hormones started kicking in. He found himself looking at guys from his class in the showerroom or guys from his soccor team a few times but never really thought anything of it. He used to have a girlfriend when he was 16, but when they were about to 'do the deed', they found out that he couldn't get it up quite as easily as they had thought... She never told anyone, knowing it is not Vestis' fault that he had to find out in that way and realising that it was quite embarassing to him as well. They talked about it and came to the conclusion that he was gay. Vestis never really cared much about whatever gender he prefers and doesn't see why some people make such a big deal out of it either.
Family: Vestis is living with his mother and father, both of whom are very accepting towards gay people, yet he never told them for the sole reason that things would most likely spill to his grandmother from his mother's side through his mother who always spills the beans without meaning to. His grandmother, due to her husband leaving her for a man, then dying of AIDS, is a homophobe. She stands with that gay man are sick, disgusting, and will die of diseases that are statistically not their fault but that are in her mind.
His grandparents from his father's side most likely won't care much about his sexuality but due to them living in a different country Vestis doesn't know enough about them to judge that and he's not planning to risk it.
Extra: Vestis is a tad clumsy and fast to fall. It's a miracle that he doesn't tend to trip during soccor, something that his team is quite glad for as he is one of the fastest players. He plays mid-field and tries to steal the balls before they get to the defense, passes it on to the attack, then wait for the next oppertunity to arise.
Granted, his position as a soccor player leave him with even more oppertunities to flirt then his school already does. He just hope someone's psychotic boyfriend won't come after his balls or anything... He both likes and needs them.
He's not really looking for someone to date with but if he finds someone he'll like he's not against it either. He just happily waits for the oppertunity to arise and to come knocking at his door screaming 'Hello here I am!' even though his grandmother has been telling him to 'get a girlfriend' and that his 'old girlfriend was so good for him' which is quite annoying...

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:30

Name: Ira Acer
Age: 16
Gender: Male

Appearance: Ira has short brown hair and forest green eyes. He tends to look a bit absent and dresses in ways that will let him blend into the background of crowds.
Personality: Ira is a bit of a dreamer, often disappearing into his own little world. He doesn't deal well with loud people and prefers a quiet environment. He is a romantic and likes things like roses, meaningful gifts and candle-lit dinners.
Past: Ira's parents own a library and were often gone from home to spend their time at work. After school he'd often be alone at home and during the weekends they'd take him with them, then dump him in a reading corner with a pile of books. This is how he stumbled upon fairy tales and also how he grew to love them. He started asking if he could come instead of forcefully being dragged along and going to the library after school, reading more and more fairy tales. What was once a curse had turned into a blessing.
Family: Ira lives with his father and mother and is an only child. He sees the rest of the family during things like Christmas and birthdays, aunts and uncles he never knew he had before popping up each year. All he knows about the rest of his family is that it is big, but apart from those few times in the year he never sees them even though several family members are supposed to live in the same town. He always used to wonder why they didn't babysit him while his parents were gone so often, but after discovering the fairy tales he stopped caring about that.
Extra: Ira's favorite fairy tale is Snowwhite. In his opinion it is the most romantic thing to sleep because of an apple and then be kissed awake while surrounded by seven minions that want nothing but your happiness... He completely ignores the fact that one of the dwarfs tripped, making the case fall and the piece of apple that was stuck in Snowwhite's throat come out because in his opinion it's not romantic enough.
Sometimes when he thinks back to how he used to be at home alone after school, making himself simple sandwiches and heating up soup and cleaning things out of boredom he is reminded of Cinderella who was also always cooking and cleaning. He is still waiting for a ball to be held where he can shine and end up happily ever after...
The weirdest thing so far how ever, must have been when he went to a sewing store, moved to the spinning wheel, then pricked himself in the hope of falling asleep for a hundred years.
Over the years he became more and more obsessed with fairy tales; reading them, re-reading them, re-re-re-reading them... He often pictures himself to be one of the characters, thinking what he would do in their situations, imagining his very own happy ending... Strangely enough his fantasies always included him as the princess.
Even now Ira is still waiting for a handsome prince to come and whisk him off to his castle.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:31

Name: Icaros Calamus
Age: 19 (102)
Gender: Male
Race: Half-Elf

Appearance: He looks quite young and isn't tall like most other elves, but he had the same elfish face with bright blue eyes and pierced pointed ears. He has silver hair which reaches a little past his shoulders in messy bangs and he likes putting hair decorations in it. He often wears a cape which has feathers of an eagle on them; the proof that he will one day inherit the tribe he is currently residing in.
Personality: Icaros is the kind of person who always has a remark ready. He cares for the people in his tribe but isn't too fond of other species, but detests humans. He is loyal to the people he cares about and won't hurt them on purpose. Unfortunately is happens quite often that he makes a wrong decision which often harms himself and tends to do things on a complete impulse level, rarely thinking things through.
Past: He is the child of his elfish mother and a human father, an intercourse that happens quite often yet rarely willingly as is definitely not the cast in this offspring. Icaros' mother was unable to take the shame of having been forced upon and killed herself right after Icaros was born, leaving the baby in the care of the tribe's elders.
The elders taught him about the forest; the plants and the animals that reside in it, the other species and tribes and their domains in the forest. They didn't have any children of their own and thus Icaros was officially incarnated as their heir, something they have been regretting quite a lot as they found out about his reckless behavior and how he tends to always make the worst decisions.
The elders (and the rest of the village for that matter) just hope they won't die any time soon...
Icaros knows about his origin, the elders having told him about how he came to life a few weeks after he turned 50. He got angry, pissed, over it.
Family: Icaros doesn't know any family except for the elders who he calls his parents. Some elves spoke to him about distant relatives in another tribe as his mother migrated to this tribe years ago to get away from an arranged marriage in her own tribe, but he has never seen any of them.
Extra: There aren't many elves who know Icaros is only half an elf. He is as light and agile as the other elves but various wounds his reckless behavior had gotten him have proven that he can die as easily as humans can.
When it comes to picking weapons for fighting practice, Icaros prefers to pick a sword instead of the bow and arrow that most of his tribe uses, despite the disadvantages a sword bring in battle. He rarely leaves the area of the tribe without his sword at his hip, not wanting to endanger himself that easily. He may be reckless, but he's not stupid.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:33

Name: Furor Demens
Age: 21
Gender: Male

Appearance: Furor has black hair which falls past his chest in bangs with gray and white highlights in them. His eyes are red though these are merely contact lenses he always wears; his real eye color is a bright blue which he has hidden for quite some years now. He has a tribal tattoo under his left eye in the same blood red color as the lenses are.
Personality: Furor is the kind of person you just don't want to be around. He doesn't have friends; he has minions. He gets mad easily and always lets the rage over take him. He has been called clinically insane several times but no one ever dared to do anything about it. He loves fighting, especially if there is blood involved. A certain blood lust comes over him which has even caused people to call him a vampire behind his back. For some reasons his minions tend to call him 'The Dark Lord'.
Past: Furor used to live with his mother who was a well-known 'crack head' in the neighborhood. She would do anything for drugs or money to buy drugs, even sell out her own son. Furor has never been close to her and he honestly can't blame his father for running off on his mother; he is currently planning his own leaving her, preferably without her knowing. If she were to find out that Furor too wants to leave her, then she would most likely cause so much damage on his body that he won't be able to leave. No matter how much he hates her and how violent he is; Furor has never been able to raise a hand against her.
Family: Apart from his mother Furor doesn't know any other family. The only thing he has left of his father are vague memories in which he can't even recall the face; just the silhouette of a tall man getting into the car and driving off to never return. He is sure his mother still has family but as she had been de-owned for getting pregnant at age 17 (which resulted in a miscarriage) and thus he has never seen any of those members, nor heard a word about them from his mother's lips. Sometimes the phone rings yet gets hung up after a pause in which a small intake of breath can be heard; Furor thinks it's someone from his mother's family checking up on her to see if she is still alive...
Extra: Furor is often followed by a group of people, a group which he calls his 'minions'. For some reason they believe he is a dark lord, no, better said... They think he is the dark lord; Lucifer. They have even started forming a small cult around him and will listen to everything he says. Honestly? It creeps Furor out. It's not like he can do much about the group, though. They're convenient if he needs anything and will take care of small-fry for him. Also, them being there means that he is not alone... Even if they do call him the Dark Lord.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:35

Name: Durus Fortis
Age: 21
Gender: Male

Appearance: Durus has short black hair with red dyed high lights. His body build is toned and his eyes are blue. He often wears leather and belts, his clothes often having skulls on them to add up to the outfit if not some other obscene sign that is just begging for a fight.
Personality: Despite the way he looks, Durus is quite a coward. If something goes wrong he is the first to run and if someone says yes where he says no he is the first to change his opinion to fit the person that said yes in the first place. He doesn't like arguments and tries his best to avoid conflicts even if that means doing something he doesn't want to do. He is a sensitive person who will easily lose himself in the opinion of others.
Past: Durus has always been mistaken for a tough guy who likes fighting and a few times people even suggested he joined them to parties and the likes, most of these parties involving drugs and sex. Most of the time he manages to run off in time but he has visited these parties more then he has always wanted to.
The reason he looks so tough is mostly because of his father who wanted a 'tough guy' for a kid, a real son who he can do manly things with like basketball and even accidentally lose his stack of porn to. Durus has always hid his true nature from him because he doesn't want to disappoint him even though he never liked things like baseball and porn.
His mother is the one that found out what Durus is really like and she secretly supports him while helping him hold the secret from his father.
Family: Durus has 3 older sisters which might explain why he turned out this way; he lived with four woman (his mother included) and only one other man (his father). The ratings as to what he sees most is quite obvious in those statistics. His sisters sometimes jokingly call him their baby sister, two knowing about his personality and the third having a hunch. He can take this little teasing though, he knows its all in good fun.
Extra: Durus also has a dog whom he loves very much; a dog just as cowardly as he is himself. The dog even runs away from small kittens if they hiss at it. The dog's name is Fama and a perfect match for Durus. They are often seen running off together from danger and weird loud noises.
Durus isn't weak per sé, he just doesn't like to fight. The muscles he has aren't just for show after all. He is quite glad that his looks tend to intimidate people that don't know him. A simple glare often takes someone's attention away from his near-trembling knees and makes people turn tail themselves.
Apart from for his father he doesn't even try much to hide just how scared he is, but most people draw their own conclusions about him anyway so that doesn't seem to matter much.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:37

Name: Dolor Morsus Acerbus
Age: 24
Gender: Male

Appearance: Dolor has blond wavy hair which is long at the front and short at the back. The two long bangs always get into his orange eyes if he doesn't use anything to hold them back.
Personality: Dolor is a bit sullen and easily jumps to conclusions. He tends to try to stay away from crowded places with a lot of humans in one place. He doesn't like loud people or places and over the years he developed something of a hate towards humans; he believes they only get close to others to hurt them and therefore prefers it if they stay away. He often looks at people with a blank, dead stare and dull eyes, barely blinking which creeps most people out.
Past: In the past he was the complete opposite of what he is now; he had a lot of friends, was loud, cheerful and loved spending time with others.
He got along great with his parents until they started fighting among themselves, placing him in the middle of them. He became a bit quieter and tried to stay away from home as much as he could. Unfortunately, his friends didn't always have time to hang out with him which caused Dolor to be by himself more and more often.
He started feeling left by his friends. They knew what hard times he was going through and kept dumping him for things like 'studying', 'girlfriends', 'boyfriends' and, something else they seemed to like to rub into his face; 'family time'.
One night when he was just coming home, his parents were fighting, fist fighting no less. He got caught up in the fight when his father accidentally (or maybe not quite accidentally) punched him.
Already upset with being left by both his friends and family, he grabbed a knife. For his father seven stabs were enough, for his mother, already shocked with seeing her son stab her husband to death, three were enough. The court said it was self defense.
Family: Now that his parents are dead he lives with his uncle who fears him whenever Dolor gets upset or gives him one of his 'dead stares'. They couldn't let Dolor alone though, so him and the other adults in the family had drawn straws; he had the shortest end.
Extra: Dolor doesn't care much about the murder he has committed anymore, he doesn't think he'll ever find redemption for his deed and accepted that. Not a day goes by in which he doesn't think of what had happened, not a night that he doesn't see his parent's faces, looking at him with accusing faces.
The pain stopped though. Over time he had grown 'numb' to what had happened in the past. He stopped caring about his friends leaving him for everything and everyone, stopped caring about the fights his parents used to have, stopped caring about the way their blood felt on his hands. He completely killed off his own emotions just to be able to deal with this all.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:39

Name: Inanis Blanditia
Age: 21
Gender: Male

Appearance: Inanis has long silver hair going to his stomach and bright red eyes that always seem to glow in the dark. He dresses stylishly and tends to add a bit of make up. Some eyeliner, some mascara, some lip gloss... He's pretty, and he knows it.
Personality: His personality is complex, to say the least. He often talks in riddles and his mind is quite random. He doesn't like saying things straight-out and often leaves the person he's talking to guessing the meaning behind his words.
Past: Ever since he was young, Inanis has been very interested in reading up on occult thanks to his grandmother who practiced the art. He has had various questionable things happen to him which is why she told him about the art every time he comes over.
His mother, mad at her mother, went up to her to talk about the older woman stopping teaching him these weird things, and when the talking didn't go as she willed it to be, she grabbed a wooden spoon and started using it for violence. She didn't think her mother would end up dead.
Shortly after the murder, Inanis's mother has been send into prison, leaving him with his father who already moved on to a new girlfriend, visiting her just about every night. This all happened when he was 8.
Family: Apart from his parents and his wayward aunts and a grandfather and father from his father's side, Inanis has no more family. The person he was closest to was the grandmother that had to be buried thanks to his mother's doing; he never forgave her.
Extra: Ever since his grandmother died, Inanis has been having strange dreams. All of them are detailed, all of them have him wake up in sweat, and all of them are of death.
Death of people he knows, death of people he doesn't know and even the death of himself. He still isn't sure what to make of these dreams that pop up almost every time he closes his eyes and takes a rest, but he is sure it's caused by his grandmother as his first dream was his grand mother's death exactly the way it happened before he knew of it.
He misses her dearly but finds comfort in the books and items she left in his care; her entire occult collection. He likes to read in the books when he is alone and to try out things that are written inside of them when he has nothing else to do.
His favorite thing is scrying; occult magic with the use of a mirror, but that is mostly because he just really likes being able to look at himself... His grandmother had fortunately noticed that early on and taught him the dangers that came with that particular magic.
Inanis doesn't care though. He often uses it to try and 'summon' his grand mother, but so far to no avail... Doesn't mean he'll stop trying.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:42

Name: Curo Argentum
Age: 21
Gender: Male

Appearance: Curo has long white hair with red high lights in it and light blue eyes. He is slightly tanned due to spending a lot of times working construction out doors from age 18-20, but the construction work never gave him many muscles. He is slender though fairly strong. He has a bit of a girlish appearance which he often got teased at.
Personality: Curo is a pretty easy going guy. He rarely makes a big deal out of things and he likes to spend time with people he cares about. However, he also needs plenty of alone time to avoid feeling 'stuffed'. He likes crowds though he prefers not to be in them for too long. He hates being alone for too long as it will make him feel lonely and always tries to create a good balance of alone-time and together-time.
Past: In the past Curo was found as a baby by a widow who already had four kids. Not wanting to let the baby, who was on a bench in the park, to his fate she took him with her. The only indication to his identity was the small golden bracelet on his wrist that had his name engraved; Curo. She raised him as he were her own and he grew up with two sisters and two brothers. They were poor but the life he lived was a good one. The woman he thought was his mother was good to him, he got along with who he thought were his siblings even though he looked nothing like them and he had a nice girlfriend who he loved very much. It wasn't until the woman he called mother turned 43 and was on her death bed due to a cancer that he learned that he was not her son.
His entire world shattered.
She told him that she loved him as if he were really her son but that he needed to look for his real parents, that he needed to find them and let them know of his existence. She knew that her brothers and sisters would take in her biological children, but as they knew that Curo was not one of them they wouldn't take him in. She didn't want him to end up all alone.
Listening to her words he started to look for his biological family, though all the stress that came with knowing that all this, that his entire life has been a lie, caused the necessary amount of strain on the relationship he was in and he soon found out she had another. He had been living by himself after the death of his 'mother' and his girlfriend was all he still had.
Now completely alone, he grabbed his things and moved away from the village he grew up with to a town he had never been before. It was at that town that he learned to gamble. He gambled several hours a day, selling the few possessions he had and wasting more and more money.
He worked part-time for construction, helping in building things and carrying heavy things around. Due to his girl-ish appearance his colleagues always jokingly flirted with him though they all knew it meant nothing. He was a true to god boy after all. Showering after work proved that much at least.
It didn't take long or he wasted money that he didn't even have, causing him to get debts and get into stealing. He was willing to do everything to get money to put into the machines, to see the three bars spin and stop after a mere pull of the handle.
After several successive pick pocket tries Curo grew confident, thinking he could steal from anyone. It caused him to steal from an older man but he got caught. He tried to run away but the man, surprisingly in a good condition set chase to him and soon cornered him in an alley.
The real fright didn't come until a bit later though. The real fright for Curo came when he spun around to face the man, only to realize that he looked just like him.
Family: That was how Curo met his father, Cursim. Cursim took him home to his wife who held him to her chest and sobbed. They had lost Curo all those years ago due to him getting kidnapped for a ransom, and just as they were about to pay the high sum Curo had disappeared. They had been stricken with grief and no matter who looked and how hard they looked they could never find him again. When Curo told him about the woman who he called 'mother' they re-payed her by giving her a beautiful and expensive gravestone, something her family couldn't do for her.
Extra: Life at the big house of his biological parents is awkward for Curo. They have money that he never had, money that his 'mother' needed to take care of him and his 'siblings'. Money that they are wasting on expensive clothes and foods, rich looking furniture and parties. He doesn't understand why they can waste all their money on such trivial things, often ignoring that he can still be found in a casino now and then even though his parents try to stop him from doing such. He doesn't see the harm in it; he's wasting money they have in loads.
His father mostly leaves him to his own devices, not sure how to deal with the boy as they haven't seen each other in years and are now practically strangers. Curo has the most problems with his mother. She tries to spend a lot of time with him, take him to parties which he isn't used to, drag him out shopping to places that make his mouth fall open at the prizes and buy him things he has never seen nor heard of while hoping for a good reaction which he always tries to give even if it's not always correct.
He gets home-schooled and does okay enough in his studies all though not as well as his parents are hoping from him. It's not his fault though, a lot of these things were never given at the simple public school he attended to and which he had to stop with after finishing high school because it was simply too expensive for his 'mother'. He offered to stop so that his oldest 'sister' could go to university to get closer to reaching her life long dream of becoming a professor.
He still tries his hardest at the current studies even though he doesn't even know what major his parents are making him follow. Honestly? He doesn't even care. The only thing that he seems to have left from his 'old' life is the cellphone his 'mother' and 'siblings' worked for for him to have on his 18th birthday. He uses it to keep in touch with his 'siblings' and old friends. There is only one video message saved onto it. A video message of his girlfriend apologizing, begging him to come back, that she still loves him and that she will never do something like that ever again. He has never replied to her. He completely gave up on woman.

by **Yazoo** Tue 12 Jan 2010 - 19:44

Name: Ilicus Amicitia
Age: 22
Gender: Male

Appearance: Ilicus has long black hair which he often has tied up and black slanted eyes. He has a flawless pale skin and, if he can, prefers to keep it that way.
The only flaw is a tattoo set on his lower back; a broken heart with above it; 'I Don't Want' and under it 'To Be Yours' in curvy letters. When going out to one of his parties or clubs he tends to wear a shirt that shows both his midriff and the tattoo.
Personality: Ilicus is all about having fun, often at the expense of others. He prefers to stay away from fights to avoid getting his precious skin marred. He flirts away and often manages to seduce many man or woman into his bed. That is, if they are to his liking. He is quite picky with who he chooses but hey, if you know you can have just about anybody you want you can get away with being picky. He isn't the type to chase after anyone though, seeing as no one ever seems to hold his real interest. Dating is being stuck with someone and being loyal to them which, in Ilicus's eyes, isn't fun. Therefore, to avoid getting to like someone for real he rarely goes with someone twice. He is very blunt and straight to the point and doesn't really care much if his words hurt someone or not.
Past: Ilicus has never liked being around the same person for too long. He figures that 'since he came to the world on his own he will also leave it on his own and thus doesn't need anyone in between those two'. His parents were worried about him when he was smaller since he always preferred playing on his own when he was a child and that he never dated anyone throughout his teenage years yet always took people home or went to their place. They were even more worried when the same name never popped up. More often then not, when they asked the name of the person he was with, he would reply with a shrug and an "I don't know".
They talked to their doctor about Ilicus once, explaining the situation to him but the man said this is merely a sign of commitment issues and that they should inform him about STDs very well. The talk that followed after this visit was one of the most embarrassing ones of Ilicus's life and he hopes to never have it again.
Now and then his mother still leaves him a book on STDs on the table, or about babies. Sometimes she even leaves him wedding magazines in the hopes that he will look at them and think to himself 'yeah, that would be nice' but thus far that has never happened.
Family: Ilicus lives with his parents and younger brother. As per request of his parents he tries to hide his lifestyle from his brothers in return of them staying quiet about it. He himself won't care if his brother, age 16, would find out about it but his parents are worried to death that his habits would rub off onto the boy who is already going through the hardships of puberty and finally getting to know the real meaning of the word 'hormones'.
Extra: As mentioned earlier, Ilicus isn't interested in relationships. At all. Honestly? He thinks someone should feel lucky enough that he picked them to spend that one night with and that they shouldn't ask for more. If there would be more (of which the odds are slim to none of that ever happening) it would be on his request, not on anyone else's. Unfortunately for Ilicus a lot of people misjudge that one night together as Ilicus wanting to be together longer then just that one night, a misunderstanding Ilicus always straightens out as fast as he can and not always in a nice way.

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