Post by sakeretsu on Sept 10, 2010 15:46:45 GMT -5
Name: Shadow Levia
Age: 22
Gender: M
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Occupation/Affiliation: Security Systems/Rebels
Party::
Ninetales- Joseph
Beldum- Steven
Cubone- Kevyn
Supplies:
Pokeball x5
Small Black Backpack
Contact Cleaner
Contacts
Crutches. Temporary.
Series of small extendable swords, knives, and tasers- he likes to test his inventions before putting them on the market
Appearance: www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.netcomics.com/forum/data/1216142216_anime_boys%255B1%255D.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.netcomics.com/forum/forum_detail.htm%3Fuid%3D270%26start%3D%26sh_key%3D%26sh_value%3D&usg=__LWbrqIFFVrGONnT8-QtYNF64Ye0=&h=455&w=401&sz=60&hl=en&start=0&sig2=LyZt3zCOKId8AHAqBUx5yQ&zoom=1&tbnid=BasHch0FaI52UM:&tbnh=107&tbnw=108&ei=tweKTMmMEIWClAej-ODvCQ&prev=/images%3Fq%3Danime%2Bboys%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D800%26bih%3D483%26tbs%3Disch:10,27&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=117&vpy=96&dur=3733&hovh=239&hovw=211&tx=119&ty=145&oei=tweKTMmMEIWClAej-ODvCQ&esq=1&page=1&ndsp=11&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&biw=800&bih=483 He is the one on the right. For the first few weeks He has crutches. Don't ask. Ever. Golden eyes stare at the world in pure hatred, and agility helps him kill painlessly. an aura of malice surrounds him...
Face Claim: None
Personality: Reserved and Thoughtful. Mentally strong and willful. He makes weak people feel strong. and strong people piles of Jell'o. He tends to manifest his memories into a fog, where people get lost in his selected memories. Darkness surrounds him like a cloak, and keeps harm at bay. People who try to do harm feel sheer terror and that act thrown back at them tenfold.
He loves death, destruction, and torture in any way, shape, or form. Levia enters a state of bloodlust and microwave-nuked rage that would send him knocking people out of his way with 'the accuracy of a ranting SG'
Family: Mother: Christine
Relationship with her: dead
Father: Shelby
Relationship with him: dead
Siblings, How many, relationship with each: only child
Other extended family: all dead
History: Abandoned, Shot at, Almost killed, Levia Was given the name. After he got out of the Academy, A dark, doom infested orphanage that yielded killers and suicide rates higher than any school in the Kanto region, he went to college, got a degree, and started to make personal defense weaponry, and moved to the Era region. Minute dreams about that day, the day when a soldier killed them both. He'll wake up in the night in a cold sweat, and ask, why? Why did I live, and they die? Who was that man, who killed my parents?
As he was working, he met his Ninetales Joseph, Cubone Kevynn, and his Beldum, Steven. an old lady gave them to Levia for installing a new security system, along with the money. Afterwards, he found a two room apartment in the city, got a job making gizmos for armies and personal use. The war, where he was concerned, was a dark inquisition of the futile barbaric minds of trogolodites who have nothing better to do but fight.
RP Sample Shadow opened his eyes. The picture of Blake, Chelsea, Joseph, and himself filled his vision. One of the "few" Personal items he could bring to The Hole. Only developers and administration allowed down here. Napping. Juvenile. If he was caught, or administrators found out some things never hit the market, That would be it. He would be vulnerable, easy to git rid of.
Age: 22
Gender: M
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Occupation/Affiliation: Security Systems/Rebels
Party::
Ninetales- Joseph
Beldum- Steven
Cubone- Kevyn
Supplies:
Pokeball x5
Small Black Backpack
Contact Cleaner
Contacts
Crutches. Temporary.
Series of small extendable swords, knives, and tasers- he likes to test his inventions before putting them on the market
Appearance: www.google.com/imgres?imgurl=http://www.netcomics.com/forum/data/1216142216_anime_boys%255B1%255D.jpg&imgrefurl=http://www.netcomics.com/forum/forum_detail.htm%3Fuid%3D270%26start%3D%26sh_key%3D%26sh_value%3D&usg=__LWbrqIFFVrGONnT8-QtYNF64Ye0=&h=455&w=401&sz=60&hl=en&start=0&sig2=LyZt3zCOKId8AHAqBUx5yQ&zoom=1&tbnid=BasHch0FaI52UM:&tbnh=107&tbnw=108&ei=tweKTMmMEIWClAej-ODvCQ&prev=/images%3Fq%3Danime%2Bboys%26um%3D1%26hl%3Den%26biw%3D800%26bih%3D483%26tbs%3Disch:10,27&um=1&itbs=1&iact=hc&vpx=117&vpy=96&dur=3733&hovh=239&hovw=211&tx=119&ty=145&oei=tweKTMmMEIWClAej-ODvCQ&esq=1&page=1&ndsp=11&ved=1t:429,r:0,s:0&biw=800&bih=483 He is the one on the right. For the first few weeks He has crutches. Don't ask. Ever. Golden eyes stare at the world in pure hatred, and agility helps him kill painlessly. an aura of malice surrounds him...
Face Claim: None
Personality: Reserved and Thoughtful. Mentally strong and willful. He makes weak people feel strong. and strong people piles of Jell'o. He tends to manifest his memories into a fog, where people get lost in his selected memories. Darkness surrounds him like a cloak, and keeps harm at bay. People who try to do harm feel sheer terror and that act thrown back at them tenfold.
He loves death, destruction, and torture in any way, shape, or form. Levia enters a state of bloodlust and microwave-nuked rage that would send him knocking people out of his way with 'the accuracy of a ranting SG'
Family: Mother: Christine
Relationship with her: dead
Father: Shelby
Relationship with him: dead
Siblings, How many, relationship with each: only child
Other extended family: all dead
History: Abandoned, Shot at, Almost killed, Levia Was given the name. After he got out of the Academy, A dark, doom infested orphanage that yielded killers and suicide rates higher than any school in the Kanto region, he went to college, got a degree, and started to make personal defense weaponry, and moved to the Era region. Minute dreams about that day, the day when a soldier killed them both. He'll wake up in the night in a cold sweat, and ask, why? Why did I live, and they die? Who was that man, who killed my parents?
As he was working, he met his Ninetales Joseph, Cubone Kevynn, and his Beldum, Steven. an old lady gave them to Levia for installing a new security system, along with the money. Afterwards, he found a two room apartment in the city, got a job making gizmos for armies and personal use. The war, where he was concerned, was a dark inquisition of the futile barbaric minds of trogolodites who have nothing better to do but fight.
RP Sample Shadow opened his eyes. The picture of Blake, Chelsea, Joseph, and himself filled his vision. One of the "few" Personal items he could bring to The Hole. Only developers and administration allowed down here. Napping. Juvenile. If he was caught, or administrators found out some things never hit the market, That would be it. He would be vulnerable, easy to git rid of.