Post by Ryan Cardwell on Sept 12, 2009 20:06:04 GMT -5
Tristan Denai Blackthorne
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Characters Personal Information
Name: Tristan Denai Blackthorne
Gender: Male
Appearance Age: 22
True Age: 9,846
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Amber
Skin Tone: Light
Height: 6’5”
Weight: 187 lbs.
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Why Do They Bring In Humans/ Feel About them:
As one will hear whenever he is asked this question, its merely what he does, plain and simple. He has no personal feeling of hate or animosity towards the humans, it is merely his task as a boogie ensnare them and return them to his world for the use of his kind.
Subconsciously though, he may be trying to recreate the situation with his previous human. He is completely unaware of this though, as it has only been suggested once, and said suggestee was immediately decapitated.
Special Talent:Auditory Illusion
What Does The Talent Do:
Tristan can create illusions in the mind of his victims causing them to hear whatever he wishes. The practical applications are that he can frighten them into a comatose state, lead them into his possession, or simply blast something into their mind that will irreparably shatter their mind. However, because it is merely in the mind of the victim the illusions cannot actually harm the victim physically. In addition, if he is creating the illusion of someone's voice, then he must have previously heard their voice for him to recreate it. He's also rather fond of mimicking the people talking to him, something that seems to rather piss off most people.
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What Are They Like?
Likes:
Cigarettes
What the humans call 'classical' music
Silence
Humans with a defiant streak
Those that don't break from the horrors of Wonderland
Children
Darkness
The Moon (the one in the sky)
Moon (his familiar)
Anyone that gets along with Moon
Dislikes:
Idiots
People who talk too much
Smartasses
Anyone with an 'attitude'
Boogies that are too lazy to fend for themselves
Anyone attempting to mistreat Moon in some way
Any boogie interfereing with he or his slaves in any way, shape or form
Turn Ons:
Courage
Defiance
Innocence
Shyness
Cuteness
Turn Offs:
Cowardice
Defeatism
Stupidity
Laziness
Nervous Habits:
His Fists clench
The muscles in his eye start to spasm
His spine seems to stiffen up
Fears:
Love
Friendship
Losing someone close to him
Appearance:
Tristan's wardrobe is a fusion of black leather and steel. A leather tunic tops his leather jeans. Over them is a leather coat that stretches nearly his entire length. Leather bands crisscross his neck and there is a leather patch over his right eye. Every bit of it is covered with designs made of tempered metal. He usually has a large chain hanging over his shoulder, which he uses to drag along rebellious humans. A large metal spike adorns his left arm, in accompaniment to the jagged spikes on the toe of each of his boots. Perhaps his most distinctive features are the large wings extending from his shoulders that appear be both batlike and draconic. The man beneath is just as intimidating, his jet black hair seeming to glow a sickly green in the light, and his single amber eye seeming to pierce straight into to the soul. His body is incredibly slim, belying the strength it holds.
Personality:
Tristan has changed quite a bit over the past months. He now has those that he cares about once more, though for the most part little is obvious from the outside. He is still hostile and scornful of those of his race, save a very select few. Even with those few he cares about, he has a bit of trouble truly opening up.
Since the death of Haruko he has been withdrawn, quite obviously broken. He has healed a bit, but the process is slow. Yet he now he sees things he was blind to before, and is beginning to step up and take a position of authority amongst the lesser creatures of the boogie race. He no longer kills boogies on a whim, but that doesn't mean his temper has lessened any. If anything he's more vicious than ever before, he's just a bit more conservative.
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How Their Life Is
Father: Avary Blackthorne- 15,472
Mother: Cherise Blackthorne-13,648
Sibling/s: None that he knows of
Familiar:
Moon, pure white wolf spirit that was born as the direct antithesis to the black dogs of the labyrinth. At first glance its obvious that she is not a normal wolf, being far larger. However she has many more distinctions, being far older and more intelligent than even most boogies.
History:minimum of two paragraphs
Even by boogie standards, Tristan is ancient. He was born at a time when capturing human children was less a pastime and more a way of life. His father always taught him that one never took more than one needed. If one human at a time was all that was required, then one human is all that would be kept. On top of that, the humans were to be treated well, not like cattle as some boogies thought of them. His father and mother only had one human apiece his entire life, and they treated them better than they did some boogies. It was this example that Tristan grew up following.
When his father deemed him old enough to be able to understand how to care for a human, he offered to retrieve him any one he wished. Tristan declined the offer, telling his father that he must get his own human or it wouldn't mean a thing. That day he left his family home, fully intending to return once he had his own human, but circumstances prevented him from going back for quite awhile. He began taking children, but the cost of living prevented him from keeping any. Every one he took was put onto the market, and each fetched a rather good price; but it was never enough.
This went on for many, many years, until he made a rather substantial error. One night he entered the human world, through the shadows at the back of a dungeon cell. In it he found a human girl, and was instantly ensnared. To his surprise he found that he was unable to bring himself to use his illusions on her, and so confronted her directly. Despite the fact that she was to be executed at daybreak, her crime stealing bread from the royal kitchen, she refused to go with him. Sitting down against the cell wall he waited, and soon enough sleep overtook her. When this happened he picked her up and brought her back to Wonderland with him. The girl tried everything she could to escape, even succeeding a few times, which forced him into killing a few idiotic boogies that tried to claim her as their own. But everytime, he found her and brought her back. In spite of herself, the girl found that she had feelings for this strange otherworldly creature. When she realized that Tristan felt the same she admitted her feelings, and the two began a loving relationship that seemed to be straight out of a romance novel.
The two were together for quite a long time, something that was surprising to many, especially seeing as how the relationship was between a human and a boogie. His Father was perhaps the most surprised, having not realized just how deeply to heart his son had taken his teachings. Still, he saw how happy the human made his son, and could do nothing but give the two his blessing. However, nothing lasts forever. There were many in Wonderland that didn't approves of Tristan's lifestyle, and one particularly sadistic boogie decided that he wanted Tristan's human for his own. So one night he set up a trap for them, his plan leaving Tristan with only one eye. The he took the girl, unaware of the beast that he had provoked in doing so. Tristan hunted them down, but he was to arrive too late. When he finally caught up with them, he found the boogie crouched over her heavily mutilated body, a knife in his hands and her blood covering his body. Tristan flew into a blind rage, slaughtering the boogie in the most horrible way one could imagine. With tears in his eyes he took her away, leaving the boogie's entrails scattered across the ground. He laid the girl in his family's burial ground, and swore to never again let anyone get that close to him.
Roleplaying Sample: Tristan sighed, leaning against the mangled tree behind him. He’d decided that he need a break from the constant stress of his work. Reaching into his pocket, he pulled out a small metal box and flipped it open. Removing one of the cigarettes, there was a bright flash of light as he lit it. He drew deeply of the toxic stick, placing the box back into his pocket. Sighing once more he stared up at the distant moon, his hand dropping to rub the head of his familiar. ”This world’s going to hell, Moon.” The Wolf merely stared at him, her ice blue eyes studying his face. Behind him he could hear the sound of a few humans still out and about, some of them managing a bit of laughter despite the darkness of their futures. They were sure to be punished harshly if their masters found that they were still out, but it wasn‘t his job to worry about them. He caught sight of one, an older boy that seemed to be the one taking care of the younger children. The look in the boys eyes told him that he knew all too well the consequences of their nighttime traveling; and the look on his face told him the boy thought it worth the risk to allow the children the chance to experience a few hours of illusionary freedom. Something alerted the boy, and after a quick glance in Tristan’s direction, he hurried the others off away from the silent boogie. For once Tristan grinned, though it was fleeting and virtually impossible to recognize. ”Come on Moon.” He dropped the cigarette by his boot, stomping on it as he turned and headed back towards the castle.
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