Spectre's Brain Children.

Ooookay. Here goes. I usually like to make new characters for each RP, though i do have few stock that i'd be able to put in more than one thread.

If you're interested in recruiting one of my characters PM me :}

[name]: ?
[Alias]: Slade
[Race]: Human. [mostly, anyway]
[Age]: around his mid 20's
[[b]Gender]: Male
[Eye Color]: Blue
[Hair Color]: Brown

[Occupation]: Spy

[Appearance]:

He has pale blue eyes, dark brown hair, and pale skin. Almost permanent 5 o'clock shadow, and bruising around his eyes, due to a persistent lack of good sleep.

He tends to prefer wearing dark colors. Burgundies, Violets, Navy Blues, Maroons, Dark Browns and Greens.

Though in the beginning of the current roleplay...He wears a black dyed hardened leather neck and shoulder armor. He wears a black vest that has a front 'tail' that is slightly tattered at the end, and a rear wide 'tail'. Under the vest he wears a long sleeved very dark black-brown shirt, bloused just at the elbow into two black forearm guards. He wears three or four belts around his waist- carrying different little pouches holding miscellaneous items [dagger, knife, poisons, powders]. Moving down, his pants are the same color as his shirt- the black-brown, that blouse into two calf length black leather boots. He has a black ratty hooded cowl/cloak that he will wear every so often, as well... to hide his likeness.


[weapons or special items]
[*] Dagger [nothing too special or flashy]
[*]Carries a couple black powder eggs. [hollow eggs filled with ground glass. Thrown to the enemy's face to stop them in their tracks. Slices up the eye each time they blink. Glass powder is dangerous.]
[*]A knife similar to a 'wilderness survival knife'
[*]Three vials of neurotoxic poison
[*] Pouches of flash powder, and smoke powder. [Tossing pinches to the ground, or handfuls]

[History]: it's all very vague and has holes like swiss cheese. He was apparently taken in and raised by the 'Ancient'. He was trained from his childhood to be a hand of the Ancient: a spy [and assassin]. There were two others who went through the same thing with him as they grew up, too. He has a strange sort of 'gift', however, that always has him questioning his heritage. He has a rare ability to walk on water, as well as walls and ceilings... He always though of himself of some sort of darker heritage, though. As he has an incredible immune system, he heals slightly faster, and more thoroughly than the average joe. His skin is always pale, as well [though he does however get sunburn- it will burn, then leave. Literally no "tanning" process.]

Nothing is really known of his birth, or where he came from. At least the people who 'do' know, are keeping it from him. He was around 3 when he was taken in by The Ancient. From there, he grew up in what seemed like an 'academy' within one of The Ancient's dwellings. Waking, eating, exercising, studying, training, practicing, repeat. He was able to get socialization through roaming the towns and cities he visited, as well as the other male and female of his little 'class'. At around his 16th birthday he 'graduated' with his 'brother and sister', and began working full time for The Ancient, doing some more 'shadowed' duties. Espionage, Assassination, you name it.

Here's an old one. The first character i've ever used with Shade, even.... Brings back memories, and i can't- not bring him along. xD.

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[name]: Kaito Inuzuka
[Alias]: Honorable Son, Kiba
[Age]: he's in his early 20's
[Race]: Half "Demon"
[Gender]: Male
[Eye Color]: Blue and gold toward the pupil
[Hair Color]: Black
[Weight]: 145 lbs
[Height]: 5'11"

[Appearance]:Kaito is a good looking dark haired male, not big, but lean and thin. He was born in Japan, but looks more caucasian than japanese, considering his mother's english heritage. He usually still wears a black suit, or nice designer clothes, collared shirts, the like [slightly metro, if you will]. He enjoys dark colors, and expensive clothes. He is also a casual smoker. Kaito also has slight incisor 'fangs'

[Personality]: Despite his past, Kaito is a level headed individual. He is open to conversation, and is rarely rude. He's very polite, and people often say that 'his tail always wags around the girls'. He is confident,but not loud and boisterous. He understands the ways of the world well. He fights when he needs to, and helps others if he see's a certain benefit to something that's for the greater good of himself, and the people around him. A natural born leader, bu doesn't see himself as a commander of any sorts.

[Temperament]: very mild. almost seems lax and lazy.

[History]:

Kaito is the son of an old Demon yakuza's family leader. His father is a full dog demon. Kaito's mother was something of a mystery to everyone, only a few knowing her racial heritage.

Kaito grew up in fights, being in the Yakuza. He is an expert in hand to hand and melee combat, as well as a very proficient marksman.
The demon yakuza was one of the smallest groups, but one of the most powerful. Including demons, vampires, and werewolves of sorts. There weren't any humans. This group mainly stuck to its own business running gambling rings, and black markets.

Kaito's father was initially a placid individual, but his lust for power had him warring with the demon Triads, Triads, Russian Mob, Italian Mafia, Irish Mafia, American gangsters, Hessian mob, and even other yakuza.... All this violence was spread from Kaito's 15-20 years of age.

Kaito had no like of politics, so he requested to lead a gang of some of the best, and youngest members. This was a sort of mod-squad.

A Fox Demon, another half Dog Demon, two vampires, and a Werewolf. This group were guardians of the Family Heads, as well as assassins, and soldiers. They were given a Mazda Dealership as their black dealing, and business front. Each one of the members were given, or rather -gave each other-, nicknames. Kaito's had been 'Kiba'.. given for various reasons, including his slight fangs, persistence, and ferocity....

At the war's end, Kaito's group was sent to the demon triads' compound mansion to kill Shiro(triad leader), his guards, and his entire family. Incredibly hesitant on taking the mission, they saw no other alternative so they undertook it anyway.

They arrived, only to learn they had been set up, facing the entire household of demon triads. After a quick firefight, they all escaped. They decided to disperse, and go their separate ways for now. Spread out meant they were harder to find. They vowed to gather again, in time.

When Kaito arrived home in a rush to find out who set them up, his father was nowhere to be found. He found his mother dead in the mansion, along with six demon triads, pointing their weapons at him.... It became apparent that someone had set them up. Betrayed, maybe. Not just his mother and he, but his entire squad. The triads were sent to eliminate everyone... He escaped death, jumping out a window, taking a handful of bullet wounds.

Kaito has recently returned after being out of country for 10 months, and is ready to search for his old comrades again. He Has his old office, money, and many ties in the city still.

[Weapons]-
-Concealed .45 Jericho 941 handgun.

------situation depending [or in his car at all times]
-Black Kodachi [short katana]
-.9mm Beretta threaded for a silencer, and a silencer

[Abilities]-
Has a multitude of abilities his half demon blood grants him.

--Focus- Can focus energies to allow him to cling to surfaces- like standing on ceilings, walk on water, etc.
--Iado- Able to draw and slash out with his sword at a blurr's speed. Often unable to be seen.
--Stamina- he has incredible stamina. able to take normally fatal blows. Due to the fact he is part demon...... his wounds heal quickly, as well.
--Strength- Kaito has the strength of a half demon. Easily able to lift a full grown human with one hand. A car with both.
--Speed- His demon blood enables him to run faster than a horse [once he is at a sprinting rate]. This also enables him to jump far distances.
--Jumping- He is able to jump to great heights. Allowing him to scale buildings easily in combination with his focus abilities

[Name]: Nathan Paul Pierce
[Age]: 24
[Gender]: M
[Eye Color]: Hazel [blu, aqua, yello]
[Hair Color]: Dk. Br.
[Weight]: 175lbs
[Height]: 5'11"
[Occupation]: Resistance Soldier. Sergeant, team leader, "Bravo One- Fox" [Fox- as they're mainly a scout and scavenger unit]


[weapons or special items]
-Radio and personal Communication Gear
-m4-a1 carbine- ris integrated. Has a flashlight mount as well as a NVG supporting EOTECH sight. single point sling.
-.9mm tactical side-arm in a hard, molded, drop-down holster.
-mp444 handgun- usually in the rear of his pants, or elsewhere... tertiary weapon
-m67 grenades.
-WSK wilderness survival knife.
-basic medical supplies
-one or two MRE's
-flares
-Lucky Bandana [ xD ]

-Desert combat uniform, tan desert tight combat shirt[like a sweater], Molle Plate Carrier with 8m4/m16 pouches, and 4 sidearm mags. Desert kneepads, and desert boots. Often wears a pair of black gloves with the index and thumb cut out at the tip. Or typical tan nomex gloves. Also has a black or tan neck gaiter, as well as a half face protecting hard, thin mask[not unlike half of a paintball mask, though more form fitting and breathable]. painted like a skull's upper jaw on it, for fun. Only wears a kevlar helmet when they are available.

[ overview ]
Nate is a generally nice guy. He's pretty intense in combat, because he hates the idea of casualties under his watch. He doesn't sleep often, and gets jumpy from time to time. Hes a very good soldier, and a good team leader. He was a Sergeant in the US Army National Guard in Texas, and spent time overseas in a quick conflict in Albania. He worked with a SF crew in Albania, and went through SF selection the year he got home from overseas. He passed, and went to jump school. He had a few weeks before he started SF training before the Zentarium raided. . . . He's the kind of guy who easily makes friends, he's compassionate, intelligent, slightly conservative, and sort of a quiet guy, though knows how to have fun, and keep lively. He's athletic and exercises as much as possible, and knows how to survive on his own in the wilderness if he needs to [from experience...]

[Name] Ryy
[Gender] Male
[Age] 25
[Birthdate] March 22
[Awareness] Red Pill
[Matrix Birth Name] Adam Hackett

[RSI]



5'11", 170lbs, lean but still fairly thin. Dark- Dark brown Hair, Blue Eyes. Often wears dark, or neutral colors. He doesn't much like wearing sunglasses, but often will anyhow. He wears Oakley GASCANs. All black.

His preferences for outerwear is a long mid-calf length Black coat that is snug, yet flexible at the body and arms. It doesn't have any buttons, but has a few belt latches to tighten/loosen the fit at the wrists. The inside from the waist up [though not extending through the sleeves]- is reinforced with a dark maroon color.

Rarely....He will wear a nice black suit jacket.

For upper body, he preferrs nice looking, form fitting collared shirts. Dark violets, blacks, dark reds, navy blues.

It's not very often he wears t-shirts, but if he does, he likes white, black or grey. Nothing too interesting.

lower body is usually black slacks, dark gray and black, or something simple like that.

For footwear he wears nice black dress style shoes. Black high top, thin with squared toe, with a 7 inch zipper. he wears a size 12.

[Real World Appearance]

short, messy dark hair. pale skin. Though he's still physically fit. He usually wears dark pants and a light gray thermal shirt.

[Profession] Bodyguard

[Psych Evaluation]
Ryy at a first glance would appear to be the typical Jumper. The sleek looks, the fancy for nice weaponry, and dark sunglasses to boot. Though after spending a few days with him, it was apparent that Ryy was one in a thousand. He's a very complex individual, though at the same time- very simplistic. He's an outgoing individual, intelligent, and has a good [and wide] sense of humor. He was easy to open up, because he never felt he had anything to hide. It would be hard to always figure out his moods, as he's the type to hide his emotions, and bottle them.

He has a lot of built up stress, and some slight anger issues. Judging by his performance in the Matrix, it would appear he deals with this stress by seeking adrenaline. He's very stable for someone who appears to be an adrenaline junkie- as he 'mostly' holds his composure as if he was a professional. Problem is, i don't know wether to call him an adrenaline junkie, or to just say he gets off on combat and tight situations. It's not unheard of to hear the people around him jokingly call him a 'psycho'.

It's easy to see once he's entered a tight spot- where fighting is the only out- Ryy is quite something to watch. He has a very good grip on using speed enhancments, and uses it to the fullest. He has to... He preferrs to use melee weapons rather than guns. If he wasn't fast, he'd be dead. Closing gaps with speed bursts to swing his katana, or srtike with a knife, or anything else he gets his hands on. If need be, he will use a gun, but he'd much rather be dancing on the floor with his sword, than conducting the orchestra with a gun.

Again, he's sort of a complex person. Being sensitive, he's hard to figure out until you get used to him, spend a little bit of time with him. He's generally content or stoic, and doesn't like to wear his heart on his sleeve. Ryy doesn't like to let other people know what he's feeling because it makes him feel sort of weak, and needy. Though being moody and outwardly stoic is bound for him to be unstable at times- he can get depressed rather easily, and angered quick. Bottling things up until they seem to explode.

He has a very hard time with romantic emotion, and doesn't always like it... Though he's known for getting attached fairly easily. According to him, He tends to like girls who are more outwardly sensitive, yet able to take care of themselves. Someone who could sort of be his opposite when it comes to dealing with emotions, and let him talk about his problems rather than having to physically exhert himself and get into tense situations to let loose. A girl who could 'Kick his ass' is a girl of his dreams. He will often joke about attraction, but knows how to keep friendly relationships in the 'friendly' category. Being a joker, he also likes to harmlessly flirt.

When asked about his chosen name, 'Ryy', he didn't appear willing to discuss it. Just like everything else about asking about his life in the Matrix before he was awakened... He was hesitant....

Another big part of him- is being slightly egotistical. I haven't figured out if its sarcastic, comedic, or sincere yet, but he sometimes likes to comment about himself... He is very confident in his abilities, and he seems to know his limits, even though he is constantly trying to push them.

Ryy is very loyal, and very determined to prove himself worthy to his friends, and people he wants to call friends. He likes attention, though doesn't seek it.

This last session is over- so i'd go ahead and say in a nutshell, he's a generally nice, friendly person. Like a good guard dog personality, hes loyal and protective. Likes to crack jokes, and would give a friend the shirt off his back if needed. He's stable, and strong willed. Confidence comes in abundance with him.


-end log, Dr. James


[Matrix Skills]
Speed:
Speed augments quickness to unnatural levels. With it, he can either increase his movement rate. It's not unheard of to move so quickly that everyone around him will appear to be frozen in place.

Resiliency
Essentially, the user's unconscious mind has developed enough recognition about the reality of the Matrix to disregard a certain amount of damage. However, as the user grows accustomed to ignoring potentially damaging attacks in the Matrix, they may suffer a greater shock when they are actually damaged.

Magnify Senses
This skill permits the user to enhance his perceptive abilities for a short time while in the Matrix...
-Lowlite vision [can see in total darkness- though at his level, he can't see very well]
-Jacked Senses [increases all 5 senses]
-Rapid Processing [Character is able to quickly process sensed stimuli in the Matrix. Thus, bullets or blows will seem to move more slowly and the character's reaction time will seem enhanced]

Adhesion
This may be used to climb walls without gear, ensure that important things (like handy cell phones) aren't dropped into howling chasms, or just never letting go of that certain someone special.

Long Jump
The user of this can propel themselves up and forward to far greater distances than real physics would allow. Those that become masters at jumping in the Matrix can leap up or across buildings.

[Real World Skills]
engineering and mechanics are something he's always been into. He's a good handyman, and likes to tinker and build things. Wether it be fixing a sink, a refrigerator, a door mechanism, or even common parts of a hovercraft, Ryy knows how to fix it.

He's got a good attention to detail. Between this and being intelligent and analytical, he's good at picking up on the small things. Be it in his friends behaviors, or noticing a missing fork from his silverware drawer.

He's a natural fighter. even in the real world, Ryy knows how to give a punch, kick, or toss.

He's physically strong, so lifting, pulling, or pushing is something you could always ask his help for. minor construction is something he's helped with frequently in Zion.

He's a really good person to go to if you need some advice or someone to listen. He's like a dog.... who.can... talk. He's not always the best with words, but every once in a while he can be very warm hearted.



[ Weapon Preferences]
He's rated with anything that fires a bullet, or has an edge.

Typicals-

MP-444 Bagira 9mm handgun


Baretta [compact]

Favorite-
katana


modified double stacked 1911 style .45


km2000 combat knife

[Hovercraft] Crewmember: [i]The Awakening

[ Biography]
Ryy believed to be born in southwest Ohio. Living a fairly comfortable life he always enjoyed staying active and in and out of athletics. He went to school in a City University, and wanted to study criminal justice. Though, before the end of his first year, he was jacked out of the Matrix, and born into the real world at age 19.

He wasn't hugely into computers, but spend an average amout of time online, always using the alias 'Ryy'. Often never really satisfied what his life had to offer, always wanting more. Not being entirely satisfied or entirely convinced that 'this' was the only thing here. He recieved several anonymous messages, that he completely ignored for some time. Before they started getting to him, he almost called the cops. Though after the last message he recieved, his computer running a black box, the message "This isn't all life has to offer." followed by his literal vocal response of 'what are you talking about', the response came up as if it was replying to him. "I'm talking about The Matrix...". The typical 'what is the matrix' conversation came up, and they decided a meeting place from the anonymous user. Unfortunately he didn't make it to the meeting, as he was stopped by an Agent in the middle of the city.

Fleeing in suspicion that there was something severely wrong, Ryy took flight through the crowded city sidewalks. His cell phone rang, so he picked it up while running, expecting to say "Cant talk right now- call you back!" to any one of his friends, family members, or his boss. Though before he was able to shout anything, he heard, "Turn right at the next street.". Without question, he did so. He followed directions from a mysterious voice for a good five minutes or so. Leading him through alleyways, parking lots, and busy sidewalks. Apparently the system had been taking interest in his discomfort in the Matrix, as much as the Zion Resistance had.

The person over the phone had "Adam"[Ryy] meet him on top of an old 7 story building, to which they climbed down the side of the building and hurried into a black Chrysler 300, where there were two others in the car. They all appeared to be fairly sketchy individuals, looking at him, and not really talking to him, as all his attempts at interrogatives were pretty much ignored or crashed. Adam's intense frustration and curiosity lead him into a large apparently abandoned 10 story brick building. Boarded up windows, and fairly uninhabited- other than the occasional mouse scattering to noises made by rushed, and attempted hushed footsteps climbing several flights of stairs.

After some brief conversation, and some deep discussion and questions asked by the 'captain', Adam Hackett was offered a red or blue pill. Taking the Red Pill, Adam began his new life permanantly as 'Ryy'. He was taken into the ship called the Collossus, and served Zion there for a few years before the crew was mainly killed off by a team of Agents and SWAT during a mission that went took a wrong turn in evacuating a potential RedPill, who was also killed. Upon decomission of the Collossus crew, Ryy was transferred to The Awakening.

He's still trying to get used to the new crew. . .

[Name] Bastet [Bast]
[Gender] Female
[Age] 21
[Birth date] June 26
[Awareness] Red Pill
[Matrix Birth Name] Ashley Lowery

[RSI]
[[Real photo coming soon, by the way]]


Sandy Blond Hair [just past shoulder length]
Blue eyes
slim and slender
around 5'6"

Likes a variety of colors, and can be often seen wearing something different every time she jacks into the matrix. She likes things simple, though, and not too much leather or latex.

For current reference, she wears a white collarless blouse with no buttons [has a covered zip, & 3/4 sleeves], and nice black leather pants. He adorns her left wrist with a large black wristband, and her right with a tied turquoise ribbon. She wears four silver rings on her left hand: Two on her middle finger, one on her index, and one on her pinky. On her right hand, she has three. One on her thumb, one on her index and one on her pinky. She wears sleek black leather boots that appear to be motorcycle boots with a thin toe, raised heel, and the typical harness at the ankle.

Every once in a blue moon she'll wear black fingerless gloves.

[Real World Appearance]
shorter blonde wavy hair [chin length].

black short-sleeved shirt, and pants rolled up to the lower calf[almost capri'd], simple shoes.

[Profession] Hacker

[Psych Evaluation]
Bastet is a creative young mind. She's mischievous, and doesn't always like to do as she's told. Her personality has a warm heart, yet she doesn't like to be very sentimental. While speaking with her, she openly expressed her opinion, and was sarcastic. Though, her sarcasm is her way of humor.

She's very light hearted and free-minded. Intelligence is a big strong point of hers, although sometimes her stubborn-ness can get in the way of intelligent decisions. Flexibility is something that Bastet prides herself on- both physically and psychologically.

With her crew, she likes to sit and look at the code monitors. She is very curious and likes to learn new things. She's able to read very vague and basic code patterns with the 'digital rain', but like any young redpill, doesn't know much. Inside the matrix she doesn't like combat unless she is forced into the situation. It's odd though, because she doesn't feel any remorse for killing within the matrix- sort of a bit of virtual sociopathy, with a lack of remorse, or empathy when it comes to programs, and agents. Not that she's killed an agent by any means, but if something is not connected to sentient/animal life- no matter how real it seems, she views it, and doesn't associate it with real vitality.

She enjoys going through flash skills, uploading all sorts of things ranging from philosophies of martial arts, freerunning, target shooting, weapons knowledge, hack programs, and various vehicle operations. Though, just because she knows how to do a lot of things, doesn't mean her body is always physically capable of doing them.

She's still new to Zion, only being here for around two years. Taking the 'real world' in was very hard for her, as she didn't like to find out that her God didn't seem to be in control any longer. This seems to feed her fight for Zion, as she sees the Machines as a threat to humanity and a mockery of faith.

Bastet also loves cats, which was a partial reason for her to chose her own name, not to mention for her comic flirtatiousness, seeing that Bastet was the Egyptian goddess of cats, protection, and -yes- sexual excess. Though despite this name's "sexual" connotations, Bastet was always faithful in her life, and not very promiscuous. Quite a bit about her personality is reminiscent of a cat, which is maybe why her and Ryy got along during their time on the Colossus.

The loss of her friends and mother figure on the Colossus also still weigh heavily on her. She sulks a lot more than she should, and doesn't like to talk about their deaths, as her and Ryy were two out of the three who survived the Agent incident, while trying to pull their potential redpill.

She higly values life, the lives of her friends, and the lives of the next generations. She also values food, and lots of it. Her high metabolism, and high activity always has her very hungry. Do not let her within 5 feet of your refrigerator, lest you want it raided.


[Matrix Skills]
Alter Residual Image
allows the user to change her physical appearance in the Matrix. If only small changes are made, such as hair color and clothing, it is a relatively easy task. The difficulty increases as more complicated changes are attempted: changing sex, height, body type, race etc

Speed:
Speed augments quickness to unnatural levels. With it, he can either increase his movement rate. It's not unheard of to move so quickly that everyone around him will appear to be frozen in place. --She can only use it in short bursts.

Encryption
A hacker with this skill can "amend" the code of her RSI to make her presence harder to detect while in the Matrix. The degree of encryption controls the efficiency with which one may "cloak" oneself. This ability affects the Machines, other humans plugged into the Matrix, and even human Operators "lurking" and observing events in the Matrix.

Map
allows the character to keep a very precise mental map of the Matrix in her memory for ready use. This may be extremely helpful when attempting to escape or evade Agents and to find necessary areas in the program.

Adhesion
This may be used to climb walls without gear, ensure that important things (like handy cell phones) aren't dropped into howling chasms, or just never letting go of that certain someone special.

Long Jump
The user of this can propel themselves up and forward to far greater distances than real physics would allow. Those that become masters at jumping in the Matrix can leap up or across buildings.

[Real World Skills]
She's great with kids, and loves young ones.

shes very light hearted, and can usually make you laugh... intentionally or not.

she is fairly talented at a lot of things, it's just a matter of what her interests are at the time. She's always willing to lend a helping hand, though.

[ Weapon Preferences]
twin compact berettas, nickel plated.

mp5-k

[Hovercraft] Crewmember: [i]The Awakening

[ Biography]
Ashley, as she was known while within the matrix, was a very lively girl from the middle of Kentucky. She was a typical High School girl, though at home in her free time, it was a guilty pleasure of hers to be a computer hacker. Stumbling across some of the wrong things, made her very curious. Zion started seeking her out.

Once she graduated, Zion started making their move. Sensing thins, so did the machines. After a few awkward meetings, where Ashley actually stormed out a few times, Ashley became compliant to meet with their ship's captain to discuss what everyone had been asking... "What is the Matrix?"

Agents hadn't been on the scene yet, but they crashed the party at their meeting place. Bastet was the last person to be put into the crew of the ship: The Colossus, as their jump/awakening point had been found and destroyed by the Agents.

Angry, scared, and seemingly depressed, Bastet came into the real world with slow strides. It took her a while to get used to things in the real world, but one of the other young podborn members made things a little easier on her. Bast and Ryy had a good chemistry, they were like brother and sister (older brother, little sister). Their conversations started with the Matrix, and that they had "lived" close together, sort of moved on from there. Their hovercraft's first mate, Venus, was also a mother figure to Bast for her first two and a half years of being awoken. That death is something that also weights heavily on Bast's mind quite often...

She, as well as Ryy were offered a position on The Awakening. Ryy took it immediately, though Bast took a half a year's hiatus to get over Venus' death. Not entirely convinced yet, but moving in stride, Bast has accepted her position upon The Awakening, and hopes to begin working alongside them as soon as possible.

Name: Eversor Nico
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Country: Nod

Weapons: [situational....not all carried at the same time]
Left Hand Gauntlet
An Enormous Cleaver like 'sword'. [rumored to have been forged from the bones and claws of a demon]
A sword with a curved blade.
Twin daggers.
A longbow, and black arrows.

... he does't feel he needs or wants technological weapons. With his particular powers in darkness, he can get in close and maneuver about if need be.


Personality:
Eversor is a straight forward person. Though he prefers to not talk to strangers, or outsiders, and usually only speaks if spoken to. His appearance would give most the assumption that he's just big and dumb. However this is far from true, as he is cunning as a fox, and intelligent.

He's a deceiver, and usually always thinks of himself first.

Bio:
Eversor was born into chaos. Death, blood, and killing as a big part of Nod culture. It was a Machiavellian/Spartan style of society.

He was born under a Nod Warrior and Marauder. They didn't have a proper mindset for 'Mother' and 'Father'. They had mother figure in their Medicine women, and father figures in their Captains, and their King/Chief. Their kind though was more revered as a God/Demon among men, though, so much more a reverence than just a Father.

Like any other Nod youngling, Eversor's biological father owned him, and trained him, was responsible for his general health. Teaching him basics of hunting, feeding, survival, killing... Something every father teaches their kid, right?

Once he was about seven years old, he was given to Nod's sort of 'academy'. From here, the generations' boys were hardened, and molded into tools of Nod. Eversor was a warrior. During his four years in this 'academy', he was beaten, tortured, gave beatings, tortured people, and learned the art of fighting. The art of Killing. He grew up with pain and bloodshed. They were paired up with a sort of 'battle buddy' on their first day, and called 'Acolytes'. They did everything together. The closest thing they had to best friends, or brothers. Going through thick and thin, and assisting one another during good times and bad.

Upon the last day- they were unexpectedly pitted against their Partners in a fight to the death as a 'graduation'. It was hard for them, and tore at their psyches, and insides. Though, none were allowed to leave alive if they didn't fight. So fight they did, and Eversor remained victorious, and blood-soaked. He was the first to finish, as they were all put in the same room in a sort of 'Circle of Death', with several circles inside the large cave room.

He graduated from an Acolyte to a Marauder. As a marauder, he was given more privileges. Sort of like a 'teenager' would be given slightly more different rights and treatment by law. His teen years were filled with survival of the fittest, hunting large, dangerous beasts for trophies for the warrior society. Running missions and tasks given him by the King and Chief council... He had been shaped to be quite the versatile killer. He was given the title of 'Predator' for a while. He participated in many hunts for fugitives, and sort of became a type of 'assassin', placed in teams. He also generally hunted with the team, taking down enormous, and vicious beasts for food, clothing, and weapons. They lived in the same areas, and trained with the same people.

He and his team became fairly popular... Around this time, there were whispers of a national meeting involving officials from Rai, Aden, and Unita... Whispers turned to Rumor, and rumor turned into fact, fact turned into a mission. So- around this time, Eversor was commissioned with leaders of other warrior groups to destroy this convoy of Aden...

Eversor and three others preformed the high class, shadowed mission for Nod. The mission was a complete success, as everyone was presumed dead. If they hadn't died upon their arrival, they would be dead shortly after their departure. . .

This was highly approved of the Nod, and these four were given special privileges as the personal body guard unit of the King, as well as becoming his personal Black Hands... The Black Hands of Nod itself. Each given special black shrouds... one of the highest honors in the society was this adornment....

From here Eversor continued his life as an Assassin, and always in action somehow, whether it be in training combat, or doing various small tasks...

His latest task however was something a little more complex than usual... Nod was on a rise, as it hasn't been in ages... Eversor was sent out into the world to act as reconnaissance, as well as allowing full judgment. Nod basically sent him out into the world to destroy his enemies, and to be a watchful eye...


Appearance:



From head to toe, Eversor would appear mysterious, vicious, and all around intimidating. He has pale skin, and bruised eyes. He's six foot tall, and weighs 185 pounds. He has long black straight hair that reaches his shoulders....

Atop his head is a thick cloth wrapped around his head like a half folded bandanna. It pushes his raven black hair back. His ears are slightly pointed, and his eyes are a point of interest. Due to many years of evolution, Nod Warrior pupils are vertically slitted like a cat's. Eversor's irises are Yellow, and black on the outside. Around his eyes is constantly a sort of makeup, or paint. Black around his eyes, and at the corners, he makes them appear to be pointed, the middle corners of his eyes are pointed down, and the outer corners are just pointed outward. They are made to make his eyes appear more frightening, and snake-like.

His smile is a devious one, and his teeth are vicious looking. His front teeth are normal, and his incisors are fairly normal- though slightly pointed. His canines are more like short, sharp fangs. His teeth are made for carnivorous hunting and eating. Though they don't affect his speech, or get in the way of his lips or tongue when talking. His tongue is thin, and long, as well.

Around his face is usually a thick black scarf, or something covering his face. It's odd, because most would consider him a good looking man at first glance.

He wears a shoulder, neck, and face-guard. It's all together on one piece, the shoulders being hardened thick black leather, and the neck collar and face-guard are blackened steel. Over the face/mouthguard is a peculiar signage. several jagged marks and designs etched in with dark maroon, barely able to be seen. On the back of the steel collar, is a peculiar sort of plumage. Sticking from it is a fan of black long, thin feathers that are not stiff, and flow when walking/moving.

He wears a black-brown comfortable long sleeved shirt, that is worn like a robe, as it has no buttons or ties. The sleeves are long, and cover the hands up to the fingers. Under this is usually a dark gray or black t-shirt.

Over his wrists he wears blackened steel vembraces that almost reach his elbow. They are etched with a similar design that covers his mouth/face. On his left vembrace is tied a thin red piece of cloth that looks like a ribbon.

Around his waist is a thick leather belt that has a chain over it, soldered to a solid large rectangular buckle. The belt is used to hold up his black tattered shroud he wears dangling at his waist.

His pants are black, and are made of an exceptionally comfortable and breathable cloth. The pants are bloused into black leather buckled boots.