Post by Rai Joll on Sept 1, 2008 19:19:00 GMT -5
Give me everything...
Name: Rai Joll
True Name: Flawless
Birthday: 6/25
Age: 21
Status: Fighter, looking for sacrifice
Your Memories are Mine to Keep...
Personality: Rai is very charismatic, and tries to be everyones friend, even if it is only to throw their trusting of him in their faces in the end. He’s also not above acting coy if it will help him get what he wants. His good looks and charismatic ways allow him to be very sure of himself in all that he does. He is a calm but arrogant person that can smile while putting a jagged knife in someone’s back. Rai couldn't’t care less about how anyone feels at the end of the day, except his sacrifice of course.
History: Rai lived a lavish life as a child, always spoiled with the most expensive presents from his parents, and pampered to a degree that would make common people sick. He knew he didn't deserve all the things he got but accepted them anyway. Deep down he hoped that the gifts would be in some way compensation for the lack of love he received from his parents. They were never around and even when they were around the acted especially cold towards him, treating him in a more business like manner than a parent to child way.
He also received the best education and training in all sorts of fighting techniques money could buy. His father was especially hard on him with his physical training pushing him to levels beyond his years. The man would preach about obedience to Rai every chance he got. Almost like brainwashing. It worked though Rai became sickeningly obedient to every wish of his mother and fathers.
Just after Rai's eighth birthday his mother announced to he and his father that she was pregnant again. This made Rai extremely happy, he would finally have somebody to play with that wasn't just there for the money his parents had. Nine months later however what Rai thought was going to be a happy time, ended up badly. His mother showered the baby girl named Ella with more affection then he thought he ever had. Seeing this a deep seeded hatred for her was placed in his tiny heart, and it only grew over the years. She had the one simple thing Rai had always wanted. True love from his parents. That's also when he started to rebel.
When he turned 18 his parents practically paid him off to leave, the house would be a much happier place without him. At least that's what he heard whispered by the maids as he departed, his belongs and money with him.
After a couple years living on his own now, in his expensive apartment with all his things just wasn't enough any more to fill the void in his heart. A loneliness like none he had felt before washed over him. His life was missing something, someone. Of all things Rai never expected that a seemingly mundane letter would change his life. A letter that had no return address and told about what he really was. It suddenly sunk in what all his training was for and why he felt so alone. He was missing the one piece of his life's puzzle that would make it complete. Rai had to find his Sacrifice.
Make Me See Who You Really Are...
Appearance: Rai has long white hair that falls about halfway down his back in a messy but put together way. While his right eye is always covered by a black patch the other peers icily through the white hair that falls gently in front of his face. He has a slender but muscular frame brought about by the many hours of training he endures each day.
Picture:
Likes: (at least 4)
+Mythology
+Training
+Storms
+Freshly fallen snow
+Challenges
+Classical and rock music
+His rune inscribed sword
Dislikes: (at least 4)
-People unwilling to take risks
-Summer
-Hospitals
-When people try to run away from a fight
-Being alone
Dreams: Being United with his Sacrifice
Roleplay Sample: Tossing and turning in his sleep, Ezra was having nightmare after nightmare. Not that this was unusual, when he would actually get to bed haunting dreams about his past would plague him. His eyes fluttered open, under his half lids the toxic green orbs seemed to glow in the moonlight. Only now, as the eyes scanned the room, Ezra V. Crux was not the one looking through them. Rather it was Cyn, Ezra's cruel alter ego, that was now in control of the eyes and the rest of his hosts body.
A cynical smile crawled over his face as Cyn stretched out against the cool sheets of the bed. It had been so long since he had been in control. Cyn had managed to over power Ezra's consciousness, and lock it away into a corner of the mind; just as he had been for 10 years. "Were you scared to sleep because you thought that exactly this situation might have happened?" Cyn asked no one laughter in his voice, glancing at the digital clock across the room that read 3:27am. He stood striding over to the mirror in front of the bed. "I'm not that bad Ezzy..." Cyn said to the mirror, placing a hand against the cold glossy surface. "I saved you after all."
Trailing his hand down the mirror slightly he then retracted it looking around the room for something to wear; he couldn't very well go out in boxers. He threw on a pair of ripped acid washed jeans that hung loosely around his hips and a plain black T-shirt before stepping into a pair of converse. Running a hand through his messy black hair he walked out of the room and down the steps grabbing a grey hoodie from the railing as he went, trying to pull it over his head. Walking through the kitchen to the front door he scooped up the house keys, a bag of pretzels, and a shiny knife from the sink placing it in the pocket of the hoodie. "For protection and nothing else my dear Ezzy, scouts honor." Cyn saluted to the coat rack and slipped out the door not bothering to lock it after he closed it. "To bad you... or I for that matter... was never a scout."
Cyn ran down the steps of the apartment complex, jumping the last few. He was enjoying the freedom quite a bit. Cyn had no real place in mind that he wanted to go, maybe visit that girl from yesterday morning? "Wouldn't she just be overjoyed." Cyn chuckled. Deciding finding her would be to much of a hassle, not that he couldn't given his connection with the police, he walked aimlessly down the sidewalk, hoping to run into someone. To start trouble or otherwise. He passed by a couple sleepers that were trying to sell themselves, he brushed them off quickly not liking being touched by them. Maybe if he killed them he'd get the 'Kira's' attention that Ezzy was so taken with.
Other: Edited out
Name: Rai Joll
True Name: Flawless
Birthday: 6/25
Age: 21
Status: Fighter, looking for sacrifice
Your Memories are Mine to Keep...
Personality: Rai is very charismatic, and tries to be everyones friend, even if it is only to throw their trusting of him in their faces in the end. He’s also not above acting coy if it will help him get what he wants. His good looks and charismatic ways allow him to be very sure of himself in all that he does. He is a calm but arrogant person that can smile while putting a jagged knife in someone’s back. Rai couldn't’t care less about how anyone feels at the end of the day, except his sacrifice of course.
History: Rai lived a lavish life as a child, always spoiled with the most expensive presents from his parents, and pampered to a degree that would make common people sick. He knew he didn't deserve all the things he got but accepted them anyway. Deep down he hoped that the gifts would be in some way compensation for the lack of love he received from his parents. They were never around and even when they were around the acted especially cold towards him, treating him in a more business like manner than a parent to child way.
He also received the best education and training in all sorts of fighting techniques money could buy. His father was especially hard on him with his physical training pushing him to levels beyond his years. The man would preach about obedience to Rai every chance he got. Almost like brainwashing. It worked though Rai became sickeningly obedient to every wish of his mother and fathers.
Just after Rai's eighth birthday his mother announced to he and his father that she was pregnant again. This made Rai extremely happy, he would finally have somebody to play with that wasn't just there for the money his parents had. Nine months later however what Rai thought was going to be a happy time, ended up badly. His mother showered the baby girl named Ella with more affection then he thought he ever had. Seeing this a deep seeded hatred for her was placed in his tiny heart, and it only grew over the years. She had the one simple thing Rai had always wanted. True love from his parents. That's also when he started to rebel.
When he turned 18 his parents practically paid him off to leave, the house would be a much happier place without him. At least that's what he heard whispered by the maids as he departed, his belongs and money with him.
After a couple years living on his own now, in his expensive apartment with all his things just wasn't enough any more to fill the void in his heart. A loneliness like none he had felt before washed over him. His life was missing something, someone. Of all things Rai never expected that a seemingly mundane letter would change his life. A letter that had no return address and told about what he really was. It suddenly sunk in what all his training was for and why he felt so alone. He was missing the one piece of his life's puzzle that would make it complete. Rai had to find his Sacrifice.
Make Me See Who You Really Are...
Appearance: Rai has long white hair that falls about halfway down his back in a messy but put together way. While his right eye is always covered by a black patch the other peers icily through the white hair that falls gently in front of his face. He has a slender but muscular frame brought about by the many hours of training he endures each day.
Picture:
Likes: (at least 4)
+Mythology
+Training
+Storms
+Freshly fallen snow
+Challenges
+Classical and rock music
+His rune inscribed sword
Dislikes: (at least 4)
-People unwilling to take risks
-Summer
-Hospitals
-When people try to run away from a fight
-Being alone
Dreams: Being United with his Sacrifice
Roleplay Sample: Tossing and turning in his sleep, Ezra was having nightmare after nightmare. Not that this was unusual, when he would actually get to bed haunting dreams about his past would plague him. His eyes fluttered open, under his half lids the toxic green orbs seemed to glow in the moonlight. Only now, as the eyes scanned the room, Ezra V. Crux was not the one looking through them. Rather it was Cyn, Ezra's cruel alter ego, that was now in control of the eyes and the rest of his hosts body.
A cynical smile crawled over his face as Cyn stretched out against the cool sheets of the bed. It had been so long since he had been in control. Cyn had managed to over power Ezra's consciousness, and lock it away into a corner of the mind; just as he had been for 10 years. "Were you scared to sleep because you thought that exactly this situation might have happened?" Cyn asked no one laughter in his voice, glancing at the digital clock across the room that read 3:27am. He stood striding over to the mirror in front of the bed. "I'm not that bad Ezzy..." Cyn said to the mirror, placing a hand against the cold glossy surface. "I saved you after all."
Trailing his hand down the mirror slightly he then retracted it looking around the room for something to wear; he couldn't very well go out in boxers. He threw on a pair of ripped acid washed jeans that hung loosely around his hips and a plain black T-shirt before stepping into a pair of converse. Running a hand through his messy black hair he walked out of the room and down the steps grabbing a grey hoodie from the railing as he went, trying to pull it over his head. Walking through the kitchen to the front door he scooped up the house keys, a bag of pretzels, and a shiny knife from the sink placing it in the pocket of the hoodie. "For protection and nothing else my dear Ezzy, scouts honor." Cyn saluted to the coat rack and slipped out the door not bothering to lock it after he closed it. "To bad you... or I for that matter... was never a scout."
Cyn ran down the steps of the apartment complex, jumping the last few. He was enjoying the freedom quite a bit. Cyn had no real place in mind that he wanted to go, maybe visit that girl from yesterday morning? "Wouldn't she just be overjoyed." Cyn chuckled. Deciding finding her would be to much of a hassle, not that he couldn't given his connection with the police, he walked aimlessly down the sidewalk, hoping to run into someone. To start trouble or otherwise. He passed by a couple sleepers that were trying to sell themselves, he brushed them off quickly not liking being touched by them. Maybe if he killed them he'd get the 'Kira's' attention that Ezzy was so taken with.
Other: Edited out
