Post by Chloe on Nov 27, 2007 15:30:48 GMT -5
a l w a y s
.x.THIS IS WHO I AM, SO DEAL.x.
[god i love myself]
Name- Doesn't really have one
Called- Darkling
Age- Some thousands of years
Species- Darkling
Type of Magic- All Darklings have the same basis for abilities. They are able to, in one term or another, "possess" things. This ranges from inanimate objects to living creatures. However, when possessing humans or similar organisms, the mind then contains two, the original creature and the Darkling. The Darkling is in more control, though. They are able to release the object or organism without harming it in anyway. Unless they want to.
Appearance- Darkling greatly resembles that of an over sized, mutated reptile. Which, in a way, is what he is. Minus the mutated part. All Darklings look like that. Or at least they did, until most of them died out. There were really only a few left these days. In his natural form, Darkling has round, silver eyes that lay on his half reptilian, half human head. His entire body is black with smooth, moist skin running along it. A forked serpent tongue and razor-like fangs as black as hell that curve backward to complete the mouth. Black claws jut out dangerously from his hands. Darkling's voice, however, does not fit his appearance in even the slightest bit. It is pure and beautiful. Lovely in every way that his body is not. If one were to hear his voice only, they could easily confuse it for an angel's.
Personality- A very casual and easy going creature in an odd sort of way, Darkling likes to enjoy the finer things in life. But when life gives him lemons, he'll find a way to deal. He always does. Intelligent, collected, self obsessed, bloodthirsty, asshole; just a few of the many words that could define him. Being a cold-blooded creature, he also greatly appreciates heat. Whether it's sitting out in the sun or turning the thermostat as high as it can go, he loves it. He tends to take things at his own speed, slowing down for things he enjoys the most and speeding through places that are uncomfortable or just plain nasty. Darkling is also one hell of a fighter. Mainly because he simply enjoys the pleasure of killing. The darkest, bloodiest sights often make his day. When talking to others, he acts very sarcastic and cruel in a light sort of way. It keeps him amused and happy.
History-Time slips by. Darkling barely remembers most of his life. Mainly because he has just been happy and enjoying his poison-like existence. Corpses and money have gotten him through the recent years ever since the decline of his species. Back when many roamed the earth, they were called by there actual names. Now there is no reason. But though the time where monsters ruled is long past, Darkling is quite acceptant of what the world has to ofter now. Infact, he loves it.
c u r r e n t l y
.x.AND NOW YOU'RE ME TOO.x.
[god i love possession]
Name- Devlin Rae
Called- Devlin
Age- 19 Years
Species- Human
Type of Magic- None
Job- Work[ed] at as a bartender at a few different bars.
Appearance- Tall, pale skin, long black hair that often covers his face, and dark clothes, Devlin's style is pretty much considered 'emo'. And he's pretty damn fine with that. [Darkling choose him mainly for appearance, having no knowledge of how he would be mentally anyway.]
Personality- Quiet and solitary, yet stubborn and bitchy. [Once merged with Darkling, the pair are very outgoing, and cruel as hell. Not to be messed with. Especially considering that most of the personality and mind takes after Darkling and will pretty much do whatever he wants. They are not two different people fighting for control, but a mix between the two of them with mainly Darkling's features.]
History- Devlin's past is normal for a teenager. He grew up, went to school, and left home. [But then he got picked up by Darkling and there's nothing he can fucking do about it, really.]
.x.THIS IS WHO I AM, SO DEAL.x.
[god i love myself]
Name- Doesn't really have one
Called- Darkling
Age- Some thousands of years
Species- Darkling
Type of Magic- All Darklings have the same basis for abilities. They are able to, in one term or another, "possess" things. This ranges from inanimate objects to living creatures. However, when possessing humans or similar organisms, the mind then contains two, the original creature and the Darkling. The Darkling is in more control, though. They are able to release the object or organism without harming it in anyway. Unless they want to.
Appearance- Darkling greatly resembles that of an over sized, mutated reptile. Which, in a way, is what he is. Minus the mutated part. All Darklings look like that. Or at least they did, until most of them died out. There were really only a few left these days. In his natural form, Darkling has round, silver eyes that lay on his half reptilian, half human head. His entire body is black with smooth, moist skin running along it. A forked serpent tongue and razor-like fangs as black as hell that curve backward to complete the mouth. Black claws jut out dangerously from his hands. Darkling's voice, however, does not fit his appearance in even the slightest bit. It is pure and beautiful. Lovely in every way that his body is not. If one were to hear his voice only, they could easily confuse it for an angel's.
Personality- A very casual and easy going creature in an odd sort of way, Darkling likes to enjoy the finer things in life. But when life gives him lemons, he'll find a way to deal. He always does. Intelligent, collected, self obsessed, bloodthirsty, asshole; just a few of the many words that could define him. Being a cold-blooded creature, he also greatly appreciates heat. Whether it's sitting out in the sun or turning the thermostat as high as it can go, he loves it. He tends to take things at his own speed, slowing down for things he enjoys the most and speeding through places that are uncomfortable or just plain nasty. Darkling is also one hell of a fighter. Mainly because he simply enjoys the pleasure of killing. The darkest, bloodiest sights often make his day. When talking to others, he acts very sarcastic and cruel in a light sort of way. It keeps him amused and happy.
History-Time slips by. Darkling barely remembers most of his life. Mainly because he has just been happy and enjoying his poison-like existence. Corpses and money have gotten him through the recent years ever since the decline of his species. Back when many roamed the earth, they were called by there actual names. Now there is no reason. But though the time where monsters ruled is long past, Darkling is quite acceptant of what the world has to ofter now. Infact, he loves it.
c u r r e n t l y
.x.AND NOW YOU'RE ME TOO.x.
[god i love possession]
Name- Devlin Rae
Called- Devlin
Age- 19 Years
Species- Human
Type of Magic- None
Job- Work[ed] at as a bartender at a few different bars.
Appearance- Tall, pale skin, long black hair that often covers his face, and dark clothes, Devlin's style is pretty much considered 'emo'. And he's pretty damn fine with that. [Darkling choose him mainly for appearance, having no knowledge of how he would be mentally anyway.]
Personality- Quiet and solitary, yet stubborn and bitchy. [Once merged with Darkling, the pair are very outgoing, and cruel as hell. Not to be messed with. Especially considering that most of the personality and mind takes after Darkling and will pretty much do whatever he wants. They are not two different people fighting for control, but a mix between the two of them with mainly Darkling's features.]
History- Devlin's past is normal for a teenager. He grew up, went to school, and left home. [But then he got picked up by Darkling and there's nothing he can fucking do about it, really.]