Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2014 17:10:08 GMT -5
Basics
Name: Erwyn Daithi
Nicknames: N/A
Age: 16 (Just turned)
Birthday: 03/10
Grade: 9th
Power:
Snow Manipulation - Erwyn has the uncanny ability to create and control snow. He can create snow by cooling the water particles in the air, then control their movements and density. This can be used to throw the snow, create snowstorms and even barriers solid enough to stop an average human's punch. The snow can also be condensed to create ice [below].
Ice manipulation - Erwyn can also create, control and partially cover his body with ice. He is able to freeze body parts [usually only his arms and legs, and only two at a time] and turn back to normal without any tissue damage. This is a very limited ability as staying in such extreme temperatures could have long-lasting effects on his body. He can create weapons of ice, ice blocks/icicles or freeze his opponents with physical contact.
Thermal Resistance - Because of his ability to manipulate cold temperatures, Erwyn's body had adapted to adjust to any changes by altering the environment around it.
Member Group: Neutral
Canon or not: Not
Appearance: Erwyn's naturally silver hair which flicks out in thick, feathered layers is something of an eye-catcher to those who have never seen him before, but beyond that he is relatively normal-looking. With hazel eyes set in a rounded, young face and pale skin, he looks like an average teenager. Standing at 5'8" and weighing 150lbs, his physique is slim and toned, though lacks any defining muscles.
He is partial to wearing dark coloured combat jeans, normally khaki, and a black tank top to match. Although he doesn't particularly feel the cold, he will usually be wearing a leather motorcycle-styled jacket.
Personality
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Overall Personality: Erwyn is your all-out cliché, happy go-lucky guy. Weird, cheery, and down-right cool, he's the kind of person that would love you for who you are. He won't mind how you look; he'll love the ones he loves for their personality, not necessarily how they appear on the outside. . . Well, most of the time.
It takes a lot to get Erwyn angry, since he’s also quite patient. When he does get angered, he gets more quiet and, to put it more simply, calculative. He turns from the cheerful, caring guy to one that wants to be left alone and read a book. In school situations though, he tries to keep it to himself and refrains from interacting with people unless they are his close companions.
However, Erwyn is a rather complicated guy. Whether you spend five minutes or three hours with him you will know nothing about who he is, or why he ticks. Part of his intrigue as a character is precisely that Erwyn chooses who he wants to be known by, and how he wants to be known. He is quite adept at feigning a calculated persona for bystanders. Such a facade is Erwyn's defense mechanism for keeping people from getting close to him, while simultaneously concealing his true motives for his actions. For those who can get to see past his facades, if only even barely, they usually find themselves captivated and inspired by Erwyn and are unable to abandon his side.
The most prevalent characteristics that resonate, both internally and externally, through Erwyn is his relentless and tenacious determination. He does not give up at anything. He follows his convictions until their end. Erwyn does not know how to give in, fold, or succumb to defeat. He also has an innate and keen sense of leadership, which is provided and enhanced by the great respect he is able to ascertain and utilize, from both his allies and enemies. Erwyn's intelligence is also, not surprisingly, above average.
History
Family Members/guardians: Erwyn has 2 siblings whose whereabouts are unknown [leaving open for possible plot]
History: Erwyn was born into a relatively under-classed but happy family. He was raised along-side two siblings by his hard-working parents who he believed loved them dearly. That was until he turned to the age of ten and his powers shone through. He thought his parents would love him no matter what he was, but it was just a few days later when he was taken away that he realized humans were cruel. His parents had sold him off to a rich bureaucrat to be kept in a cage as a trophy. His bars were constantly heated to stop him from escaping, and every time the fat man came to him he was expected to show off his abilities to his guests.
This continued on for years. He became submissive and did what was asked of him, training himself to use his abilities to the best that he could to avoid getting on the bureaucrat's bad side. It was when he was fifteen that he met a girl. She was roughly the same age as him and had come along to meet him with her parents. Whilst her parents were off talking to his 'owner', she came to him to explain they were here to break him out. Disbelieving but hopeful, he followed her instructions and they closed their eyes. Suddenly they were teleported to a well presented room, where she explained she was also 'gifted' and that there was a place for all of them - the Ashford Academy. Her parents were in league with the school and had heard about him. There was already a place set up for him to live -they were in his dorm room right now - and all he had to do was attend classes. It was such a huge change for him that he was left speechless even as she left him alone to take it in. Money had been placed on his drawers with a note to buy some new clothes and to take care of himself - this was a new life he had been given.
Behind the Character
Name: Astral
Chatango Name: Astralgirl
RP Experience: how long have you been roleplaying? on/off 5 years
How did you find us: Xisin advert
RP Sample:It never ceased to amuse Seiryu when the citizens of the city would take a second glance at him and avoid his presence. He always had the option to mask his demonic appearance, but where was the fun in that? As a noble of his race, he held great honor in his pride and would not degrade himself for any lesser creature just to make them feel more comfortable. If they couldn't adjust to him, then that was their prerogative. His commanding aura also dented any chances he got of a routine trip ending without incident. A child screaming for their parent, a shopkeeper shooing him away indirectly (It was a rare occurrence where one would actually ask him to leave; preferring to come up with an excuse for everyone to 'evacuate' instead). Thankfully, the dark weather had dampened the humans' moods enough for him to pass relatively unnoticed. Heads were bowed and eyes were lowered as to avoid acknowledging that rain was on its way. What was the human saying? If you can't see it, it's not there? Seiryu stifled a chuckle as he thought of the absurdity of the phrase.
His confident yet elegant stride led him to the bustling human market within Shroud's walls. He ignored the glances as he made his way to an apple vendor. He grabbed the fruit with the deepest shade of red he had ever seen in an apple. Glancing to the middle-aged human who manned the stall, he sharp-toothily smirked before taking a bite into the sweet, juicy gift of the land. The satisfaction glowed from Seiryu's personal atmosphere and he swore he could hear a sigh of relief coming from the man's lips. The demon proceeded to pick up another similar apple, and flipped a gold coin in the direction of the vendor. As much as he would want to, Seiryu made it a habit to never visit the same place twice; it probably came with the paranoia of the job. So he left without a backwards glance, using his peripherals to see that people moved to gather around the vendor.
