Post by admin o' doom on Aug 28, 2009 3:30:19 GMT -5
NAME: Michelangelo Andrei Pajari
MEANING: “Michael the angel”
GOES BY: Michael
OTHER NICKNAMES: Mike, Mikey, the mute
GENDER: Male
AGE: 24 (198)
BIRTHDAY: April 4, 1811
ETHNICITY: Russian
SPECIES: Pravus Vampire
RELIGIOUS BELIEFS: Russian Orthodox
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
STATUS: Single
OCCUPATION: Librarian
LIVING SITUATION: House in Homer Residences
PLAY BY: J. Marsden
HAIR: Dark brown, short, messy
EYES: Light Gray
HEIGHT: 6’0”
WEIGHT: 200 lbs
USUAL ENSEMBLE: T-shirts, long-sleeved shirts, jeans....comfortable, nondescript outfits
OVERALL APPEARANCE:
A tall, lean fighting machine. That's what Michael would be categorized as, truth be told, and honestly, it's something he tries to encourage. With dark brown hair, a six foot frame and 180 pounds of almost all muscle, he's not the type of guy you'd want to bump into at midnight in a dark alleyway. And yet, he's not all dark, with only his hair and the expression on his face merging even remotely close to that description. His skin is fair, a touch lighter than perhaps what his Russian heritage warrants, and his eyes....his eyes are the color of a cloudy sky barely managing to hold back the sun. Possessing a square jaw free of stubble, firm lips, and an aquiline nose, the ladies used to fall over him, and still would, if he weren't so reclusive.
He dresses in jeans and long-sleeved shirts, partly because their comfortable, but mostly because he doesn't want people to see the scars that litter his body, scars accumulated from three years fighting in a war and seven months in a French prison. A bullet wound marks his left shoulder, several scars litter his right leg, and his back is a criss-cross of thin white lines where he was whipped repeatedly. Some would consider them war badges, but nonetheless, he doesn't like to display them.
LIKES: reading, gardening, silence, learning, being outside, the air after a rainstorm, sunshine, photography, coffee
DISLIKES: being touched, sudden noises, small spaces, complete darkness, war, unnecessary death, mosquitos, really loud people, really stupid people, cruelty (to anyone)
STRENGTHS: being touched, sudden noises, small spaces, complete darkness, war, unnecessary death, mosquitos, really loud people, really stupid people, cruelty (to anyone)
WEAKNESSES: very taciturn, anti-social, heavy smoker (trying to quit), proud
WANTS: to be able to speak up again
FEARS: losing himself completely
POWERS: Plant Manipulation, Telepathy
OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Michael is...complex. He can be overly happy, unrealistically pessimistic, warm and kind, and cold and harsh, all in one day. It all depends on what his mood is when he wakes up and gets out of bed that day. If he can forget the events of the past, the months upon months of silence and darkness, and the sounds of musket balls and smoke, then there is more often than not a small smile on his face, and a gleam in his eye. But if he gets up and sees something that sparks an old memory, he'll become shuttered, closed off to the world, wanting nothing more than to be alone in silence. During these days, he gets more moody, more temperamental, never cruel, but more likely to be short and abrupt.
Yet some things remain the same no matter if he's perky or withdrawn. His inability to speak, for one. He suffered from selective mutism for the longest time as a child, and after the war, but it still lingers with him, rendering him mute around those he is uncomfortable with. He's fine with public places teeming with people, but stick him in front of a large group with all eyes on him, and he'll run. Slowly, he's learning, and getting more comfortable with things, but since as how he was beaten for merely uttering a word, it's only natural that he still feels hesitant about speaking. But he makes an excellent listener, for that same reason, and is reliable, always. He never breaks a promise.
Around those he trusts, a sad few unfortunately because he doesn't trust easily, he opens up more, showing evidence of a sly wit and a very bright mind. He will do anything for his friends, provided it is reasonable and doesn't require him to go out and shoot himself.
FAMILY:Grigori Afanasiy Pajari - fatherdeceasedValeriya Marianna Pajari, nee Aksinya - motherdeceasedDmitri Alexei Pajari - older brotherdeceasedBirgitte Marie Pajari - younger sisterdeceasedKatrine Sofia Pajari, nee Stanislav - sister in lawdeceased
PETS:
Snake - Nepenthe (Penny for short)
HISTORY: optional, bwaha
YOUR NAME: Val
AGE: 19
EXPERIENCE: Five years, give or take a few months
OTHER CHARACTERS: Too many....
SECRET PASSWORD: ....if you have one?
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