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Post by MOCK on Mar 10, 2013 23:12:06 GMT -5
MOCK
GENDER Male
AGE 123 [actual], 20 [looks]
POWER "Arm of the Damned" Mock can transform his left arm into a powerful, blade known as the "Arm of the Damned."
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"Isn't that right, gentlemen?" -----------------------------------------------------------------
APPEARANCE When you first meet Mock, be you either lucky or unlucky enough to do so, the first thing you would notice is his striking black eyes. Black eyes that seem to reach right down to your soul, like they strip away skin and bone and leave only the life force within exposed. His eyes are frightening, captivating, and the last site for many.
The next thing you would notice, congratulations you've lived long enough to get past his eyes, is that he is particularly handsome. His rather sharp features and dark, unkempt hair give him a rather rugged charm. Its almost ironic in a way. He looks so lively and important. He looks like the last person who'd get wrapped up in the gang wars, let alone like he'd be the infamous leader of the Reapers.
His attire, is rather simple. Most often he can be seen wearing a simple pair of dark pants, worn black military boots, and a white button up shirt, he's someone who would stand out in a crowd for all the right reasons.
*Arm of the Damned is a long (about 3.5 ft) blade that is a light silver in color. Engraved in the metal, is a human skeleton, who's feet are located near the end of the blade, and its body twists its way up, its arms reach upward, like its grasping for a handle of the blade, a handle that isn't there. The engraving is a dark, almost black gray in color, and stands out bluntly against the light blade. --------------------------------------------------------- PERSONALITY Mock is far from the brutes that people normally think of when they think of Reapers. He is a rather quiet and well spoken man. Not one to speak unless he has something important to say. He is stoic and calm man, with a temper that is very near nonexistent. He is intellegent, which blends well with his overall personality, meaning that he is as far as one can get from being a pushover.
Mock is also a cold person, callous. Over the years his morality towards society and others peeled away and left only a bitterness. His views on the world are that it is a cesspool of vile people and their polluting ideas. The idea that inspired him to scratch his way to the top of the reapers to improve their goals. --------------------------------------------------------- HISTORY Mock was born in a small little town about 20 years before the outbreak of the drug. His family, consisting of him and a mother and father that he has lost all memory of, moved to Uto when he was around seven. Back when the buildings there stood straight and glimmered with promise in the early morning sun. He found himself soon after friends with a rather interesting character of a boy named Entai, or at least that's the only name he can place comfortably with the face. He honestly can't remember any other friends if he had any more at all.
He does remember a few things about their time together, memories that are kind of like flashes in a dream. He remembers that they used to travel well outside the city, into the small rock face caves and explore, and Entai would start fires. He has a lot of memories of staring into the flames of a small fire. The smell of smoke. The crackle of wood as flames at away at it. Fire is a memory that eventually engulfs everything else, blackens his mind and makes his heart pound against his chest. Flames nipping at skin and smoke scorching nostrils. Nights he woke up with the thought that he couldn't breath. He soon realized that your own death never really leaves you.
Most often, even now he sits awake and ponders what he can remember about his past. Still hiding the fact that he knew where AV came from. He and Entai. Then he shivers over the fact that he and entai were the ones who fucked up the world so badly. Or at least they were the ones who pushed over the first dominos that lead to the chain reaction. Then he realizes that he's jealous of the fact that he'd paid the price, and Entai had gotten off easy. It wasn't fair how things turned out. They'd both found the drug, both became deelers, but he had not taken it. He'd stayed mortal, and somehow everything turned out like it had.
The night of the raid is forever burned into his mind. It was in the early days where the police were a substantial threat to the Deelers and their Bootlegging of AV. They were marked, the police knew exactly who they were and what they were doing. Burning the building, the supply and getting out of town was a good plan. How the hell had they fucked it up so bad? How the hell had Entai fucked it up so bad?
Not that it matters since the Shigami sent him back. Of course he was order to target immortals, and he guessed that it was his own luck that Entai is an immortal, all he has to do is find him. -------------------------------------------------------------- MEMBER INFO OOC NAME LOCK
OTHER CHARACTERS None
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Post by echo on Mar 12, 2013 20:15:46 GMT -5
coughcough, it's Entei, not Entai xD
but otherwise, great application! consider yourself
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Post by LOCK_omnster on Mar 12, 2013 20:52:41 GMT -5
Pff, all i could think the entire time was what you said his nick name was XD
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