Post by rufiel on May 26, 2009 23:37:19 GMT -5
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(Apologies for the overly large image. I've tried re-sizing it and shrinking it far too many times... and it's 1am, I shall re-size it later.)
Name: Rufiel Nicoli Vaudegal
Alias: Shadeclaw
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Lycan
Powers/Abilities: Accute senses, Inhuman Strength (Not overly superhuman) and enhanced physical recovery (Cannot Regenerate).
Age: Appears to be 21
Height: 6'2
Weight: 185 lbs
Occupation: College Student
Weapon(s): A pair of cesti that are covered with spiked knuckles and bladed greaves (only used while in human form)
Accessories: A music box given to him by his known caretakers. It has been believed to be passed down amongst the females in his family, but since he was born an only child, he was given the music box as an heirloom. He often plays it at night before preparing for a serious mission, and is very apprehensive to whoever approaches it.
Appearance: Rufiel stands taller than most, although not by much at all. His unruly silver hair is quite unusual amongst his peers at school and as a result is a source of much unwanted attention. His physical appearance leaves much to assume, as many often put him off as a ruddy youth lacking in the physical department. He is lean, and well toned although not at all excessively muscular. His skin is fairly tan, giving him a golden teal when bathed in the light of the moon. He has the facial ruggedness of a young rebel, lacking in facial hair but with sharp and toned facial features. Rufiel has been termed as quite handsome, but most are often put off by his intense, focused and often times menacing eyes.
He is often seen sporting black clothing with matching jeans and shoes, quite the casual dresser. His footwear of choice are a pair of boots, which adds a couple of inches to his already impressive height. His wear often lacks overly bright colors, preferring the darker shades of color no matter what occasion he dresses for. He often leaves his shirts unbuttoned, revealing his chest and abdomen.
Personality: A loner. A rebel. Most of these words can be used to describe the man named Rufiel. Even within his family was he termed the black sheep, often on his own enjoying naps. He generally dislikes all things involving copious amounts of effort, and will usually shy away from arduous tasks. He can be brutally honest, pointing out the most personal of flaws in a human being often ending poorly. He has a strong sense of justice and knows the right time to act... but if whatever he's doing doesn't benifit him in the least, he won't hesitate to nullify his endeavors. He dislikes his lycan blood, as it has robbed him of the opportunity to live a normal life... but he won't hesitate to use it to his advantage in the name of fun.
When angry or enraged, he will cease to care for what anyone else has to say and most times must be restrained. He loses his sense of calm and will resort to violence to settle his differences. Luckily for most, he possesses a surprising amount of patience and is remarkably slow to anger. Only when reminded of the vampires' treachery will he slowly begin to burn and stew within his own deep anger.
Appealing Characteristics: He can be kind to younger people, and is very good with children although he will always hate to admit it. Even when he is being harsh and rude, he will often show his wisdom and share it in his own 'unique' way. He comes off as uncaring but is a man with a very big heart.
Appalling Characteristics: If there is anything more offensive than Rufiel's tendency to speak out of line, it has not yet been discovered. He can even come off as narcissistic or condescending towards those he doesn't know or trust. He also has a tendency to... sniff people he finds has a rebuking scent, so that he may tell them up front.
Likes: He likes to play video games most of all, when he's not sparring at a local kickboxing gym. He also likes to nap a lot, but when faced with a challenging fight he will not hesitate to enter the fray. Exceeding his limits are one of his passions after all.
Dislikes: Vampires. He detests them with a burning passion for how some of them enjoy hunting lycans for sport. Having had many bad run ins with the vampires in the past, he has built a lasting distrust of their kind. He also heavily dislikes menial tasks and chores, believing it makes him seem like a grunt. He also dislikes all things "Uncool" in his eyes.
Fears: To this day, it is unknown what his fears are. When touching the subject of fears, he'd much rather keep quiet and silent than share. There are moments however where it will seem like he's reluctant to open up to anyone yet desperately seeks comfort... perhaps his fears may be revealed then...
Strengths: His adamant attitude on life is his greatest strength. His strength of will is like a wall that cannot be moved or broken, far exceeding his already superb physical strength. He also has a fantastic sense of judgment, and will not make a move unless he feels it is the right one to make. If ever invited into a pack, he would even clash with its alpha if his/her ideals conflict with his own.
Weaknesses: His weakness can often come from his adamant nature as well. If at any time he is adamant on a decision that turns out to be the wrong one, he can often be too stubborn to change his mind. It is because of this that he can often get himself in big trouble. His short fuse can also be termed as a weakness, as he will often charge headfirst at the next person who ticks him off, even if they're stronger than him.
History: He was born into a middle class family that always seemed to move around a lot. From childhood, he was normally distrusting of everyone he met. He had no value for friendship due to his constant moving around. He developed a spoiled, violent attitude as he grew older. His parents, both successful in their professions, disregarded it as juvenile delinquency and ignored it altogether. One fateful night however everything changed.
During his last year of high school, he was woken up one night by a crashing sound downstairs in their home. He staggered downstairs in a dazed, sleepy stupor wondering what had caused such a racket. When he came down the stairs, he couldn't believe what he saw. Two beasts, fighting off other humans baring abnormally large fangs and clawed hands. Paralyzed with fear, Rufiel froze in his spot as the beastly figures fought as hard as they could. It wasn't long until they were overwhelmed and killed. A moment after their lifeless bodies had hit the ground, they began to morph and change form. To Rufiel's horror, none other than his own parents lay on the ground before him.
Falling to his knees in sorrow, the strange people who had killed his parents began to close in on him. At that moment, all that mattered wasn't the fear that coursed through his entire being... it was the all consuming hatred for their murderers, along with the desire for their blood to spill unto the ground beneath their feet. All faded to black as Rufiel's consciousness faded... and he awoke his wishes were fulfilled... the men lay slain before him, torn asunder by claw and fang. Stricken with terror, the boy fled.
Two years later, he has learned to control his power to a comfortable extent. Seeking to find out why his family was on the run from the vampiric coven and most importantly exact the fullness of his vengeance. A far more experienced and wiser Rufiel now prowls the streets. He has found a new life, and it marks the beginning of a new story... his story.
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(Apologies for the overly large image. I've tried re-sizing it and shrinking it far too many times... and it's 1am, I shall re-size it later.)
Name: Rufiel Nicoli Vaudegal
Alias: Shadeclaw
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Race: Lycan
Powers/Abilities: Accute senses, Inhuman Strength (Not overly superhuman) and enhanced physical recovery (Cannot Regenerate).
Age: Appears to be 21
Height: 6'2
Weight: 185 lbs
Occupation: College Student
Weapon(s): A pair of cesti that are covered with spiked knuckles and bladed greaves (only used while in human form)
Accessories: A music box given to him by his known caretakers. It has been believed to be passed down amongst the females in his family, but since he was born an only child, he was given the music box as an heirloom. He often plays it at night before preparing for a serious mission, and is very apprehensive to whoever approaches it.
Appearance: Rufiel stands taller than most, although not by much at all. His unruly silver hair is quite unusual amongst his peers at school and as a result is a source of much unwanted attention. His physical appearance leaves much to assume, as many often put him off as a ruddy youth lacking in the physical department. He is lean, and well toned although not at all excessively muscular. His skin is fairly tan, giving him a golden teal when bathed in the light of the moon. He has the facial ruggedness of a young rebel, lacking in facial hair but with sharp and toned facial features. Rufiel has been termed as quite handsome, but most are often put off by his intense, focused and often times menacing eyes.
He is often seen sporting black clothing with matching jeans and shoes, quite the casual dresser. His footwear of choice are a pair of boots, which adds a couple of inches to his already impressive height. His wear often lacks overly bright colors, preferring the darker shades of color no matter what occasion he dresses for. He often leaves his shirts unbuttoned, revealing his chest and abdomen.
Personality: A loner. A rebel. Most of these words can be used to describe the man named Rufiel. Even within his family was he termed the black sheep, often on his own enjoying naps. He generally dislikes all things involving copious amounts of effort, and will usually shy away from arduous tasks. He can be brutally honest, pointing out the most personal of flaws in a human being often ending poorly. He has a strong sense of justice and knows the right time to act... but if whatever he's doing doesn't benifit him in the least, he won't hesitate to nullify his endeavors. He dislikes his lycan blood, as it has robbed him of the opportunity to live a normal life... but he won't hesitate to use it to his advantage in the name of fun.
When angry or enraged, he will cease to care for what anyone else has to say and most times must be restrained. He loses his sense of calm and will resort to violence to settle his differences. Luckily for most, he possesses a surprising amount of patience and is remarkably slow to anger. Only when reminded of the vampires' treachery will he slowly begin to burn and stew within his own deep anger.
Appealing Characteristics: He can be kind to younger people, and is very good with children although he will always hate to admit it. Even when he is being harsh and rude, he will often show his wisdom and share it in his own 'unique' way. He comes off as uncaring but is a man with a very big heart.
Appalling Characteristics: If there is anything more offensive than Rufiel's tendency to speak out of line, it has not yet been discovered. He can even come off as narcissistic or condescending towards those he doesn't know or trust. He also has a tendency to... sniff people he finds has a rebuking scent, so that he may tell them up front.
Likes: He likes to play video games most of all, when he's not sparring at a local kickboxing gym. He also likes to nap a lot, but when faced with a challenging fight he will not hesitate to enter the fray. Exceeding his limits are one of his passions after all.
Dislikes: Vampires. He detests them with a burning passion for how some of them enjoy hunting lycans for sport. Having had many bad run ins with the vampires in the past, he has built a lasting distrust of their kind. He also heavily dislikes menial tasks and chores, believing it makes him seem like a grunt. He also dislikes all things "Uncool" in his eyes.
Fears: To this day, it is unknown what his fears are. When touching the subject of fears, he'd much rather keep quiet and silent than share. There are moments however where it will seem like he's reluctant to open up to anyone yet desperately seeks comfort... perhaps his fears may be revealed then...
Strengths: His adamant attitude on life is his greatest strength. His strength of will is like a wall that cannot be moved or broken, far exceeding his already superb physical strength. He also has a fantastic sense of judgment, and will not make a move unless he feels it is the right one to make. If ever invited into a pack, he would even clash with its alpha if his/her ideals conflict with his own.
Weaknesses: His weakness can often come from his adamant nature as well. If at any time he is adamant on a decision that turns out to be the wrong one, he can often be too stubborn to change his mind. It is because of this that he can often get himself in big trouble. His short fuse can also be termed as a weakness, as he will often charge headfirst at the next person who ticks him off, even if they're stronger than him.
History: He was born into a middle class family that always seemed to move around a lot. From childhood, he was normally distrusting of everyone he met. He had no value for friendship due to his constant moving around. He developed a spoiled, violent attitude as he grew older. His parents, both successful in their professions, disregarded it as juvenile delinquency and ignored it altogether. One fateful night however everything changed.
During his last year of high school, he was woken up one night by a crashing sound downstairs in their home. He staggered downstairs in a dazed, sleepy stupor wondering what had caused such a racket. When he came down the stairs, he couldn't believe what he saw. Two beasts, fighting off other humans baring abnormally large fangs and clawed hands. Paralyzed with fear, Rufiel froze in his spot as the beastly figures fought as hard as they could. It wasn't long until they were overwhelmed and killed. A moment after their lifeless bodies had hit the ground, they began to morph and change form. To Rufiel's horror, none other than his own parents lay on the ground before him.
Falling to his knees in sorrow, the strange people who had killed his parents began to close in on him. At that moment, all that mattered wasn't the fear that coursed through his entire being... it was the all consuming hatred for their murderers, along with the desire for their blood to spill unto the ground beneath their feet. All faded to black as Rufiel's consciousness faded... and he awoke his wishes were fulfilled... the men lay slain before him, torn asunder by claw and fang. Stricken with terror, the boy fled.
Two years later, he has learned to control his power to a comfortable extent. Seeking to find out why his family was on the run from the vampiric coven and most importantly exact the fullness of his vengeance. A far more experienced and wiser Rufiel now prowls the streets. He has found a new life, and it marks the beginning of a new story... his story.
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