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Jul 3, 2015 8:27:38 GMT -5
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Post by thereddevil on Jul 3, 2015 8:27:38 GMT -5
EDIT: The Bae has a new design. Lola asked him once how his hair would look if it were to be not in dreads and trough the power of demon, he was of course able to show her. He was since not allowed to change them back into dreadlocks.
Name: Aim
Rank: Snack
Original Power: Being able to control fire, immortality, the ability to make deals with people, inhuman strength and the ability to sense certain methods of hiding ones true form (He can't see trough it, he just knows that there is something, sometimes he can even place what it is that is there, but he can't really see trough it.)
Power Gained After Joining The Cult: That's a bit of a ...peculiar matter, and he doesn't really like to talk about it. It has something to do with how he happened to become a demon and all that. He also seems to be somewhat salty about this matter. Aside from that he sometimes hints that he indeed has gained another ability by joining, but seems to be delighted to keep that one hidden. Odd thing is, he seems to know a lot of details about events he wasn't even present on....
Weaknesses: Salt; metal; certain...people that he has a kind of...emotional weakness for, which makes him far more vulnerable then he would like to; the usual demon traps; a sort of over confidence in himself that does sometimes get him into trouble (But he delights in trouble, so he doesn't really mind)
Additional abilities/strengths: He can sail a boat, he can sword fight, he can shoot with guns (Particularly old guns that are still loaded from the front. Those are his favorite, and although he is able to shoot with newer ones, he keeps with his old one, that he lovingly calls Ann Bonnie. Which has to do something with the person he got it from. Another odd thing is that he doesn't even seems to be able to not hit his target. If asked about that he refers to the kind of bullets he uses. He manufactures them himself and has always six with him that he uses. And a seventh that is 'for a friend, if he needs it.' ) He can also cook and likes to do so very much.
Age/How Old You Appear: He appears to be about 30 years old, maybe a bit younger, maybe a bit older, it is not quite place-able. In reality he was turned into a demon during the golden age of piracy, which makes places him at around 300 years of age, maybe a bit older.
Age You Joined The Cult: Aim found out about the cult just about three years ago and immediately joined. He was delighted to find some of his old ...friends in here.
Height: 196cm/6'5 ft
Skin color: brown
Race: Demon
Weight: 100 kg
Body Type: tall and muscular
Eyes: Red and glowing
Hair: Also red! There is a reason that his pirate name is 'The Red Devil'
Scars: There are a few, everywhere on his body. Except for his face. He's really vain about his face.
Special Physical Attributes: He has fangs and claws and horns and a giant tattoo on his back (Pics will follow when I'm home again)
Clothing: He actually mostly wears very old fashioned pirate clothes, pretending that modern fashion is non-existent. If he wants to look a bit less conspicuous he just walks around in trousers and about nothing else. It is not very effective in being unobtrusive, but he doesn't really care anyway.
Physical Description Paragraph:
Aim was tall and dark, and with an aura around him, that made him look even taller and red dreadlocks that surrounded his head like a curtain of fire. He had something intimidating about him, something that was sending a warning - 'stay away'. But then again, he also had a peculiar charm, a lightness about his posture and a twinkling in his abnormal red eyes that seemed to be more mischievous then really dangerous. Something that made you want to trust him - too an extend, because he looked like good fun and adventures, some of them maybe even between the sheets (or more...exciting places ~) - even though everything told you not to.
Family: There is nothing left of what he called family once, and even if there was, he wouldn't much care for it. Never had.
Quirks: He is extremely attracted to cats, he needs to pet every cat he encounters and he feeds stray cats (They have followed him down into the cult halls already, they sleep in his room if he's there and lets them in, and by now there need to be around twenty strays that just roam around the cult halls. He also has at least two kittens with him on his ship, and at least one kitten follows him at every given time.). Further he likes to run his tongue over his fangs and play with his lip and/or tongue pricing.
Goals: To be able to leave the mortal plane and return to a place that is commonly called hell in a society influenced by Christians.
Interests: Cats, Ships, Cooking, Gold and everything valuable and shiny, Alcohol, Tobacco, intimacy and, curiously, drawing. Especially people he just was intimate with. He keeps those pictures hidden in a chest.
Habits: He draws, especially people has been intimate with (as mentioned before) but also everything else he deems interesting.
Vices : Adam. Also Smoking and drinking, both things that have no affect on him and his body, but he likes how smoking makes him look and how Alcohol prickles in his throat (Really, for him it's just like fizzy soda, he drinks the stuff like water.)
What Does Your Room Look Like: It's full of all kinds of valuables, Gold and silver trinkets but also rolls of expensive cloth and other oddities that pile up in wooden shelf's and on the expensive carpets that cover his floor. There is also a rather large cat tree and a bed that has enough room for two or more people and some exciting activities as well as a small, antique desk.
Personality: Daring, charming, flirtatious, humorous but also cruel and sadistic at times with little too no empathy. In short, he can be fun to be around and you can have a good time with him, but for god's sake, do never under no circumstances trust him.
Likes: Beautiful things and people, drawing said things, cats, his ship, booty, the sea, sailing and a bit of anarchy at all times.
Dislikes: Rules he can't break, authorities, loosing, dogs, not getting what he wants (Because he always get's what he wants. He is a pirate god dang it. He just takes what he wants)
Preferred Food Source: Everything fancy. Seriously, him being a demon, he doesn't really need to eat, but boy, he appreciates good cuisine.
Group Dynamics: He likes working...well, not really with a group, but rather as their leader. He has great tactical ability's, spiced with just a little bit of madness that takes potential rivals by surprise often enough.
Friends: Gabriel and...Adam. Sort of. Also Lola!
Allies: The Reverend
Enemies: None. As of now. But I doubt it will stay this way for long.
Rivals: Also, the Reverend. And Adam, sort of.
What Do You Consider Your Position In The Cult: The cult Pirate
What Do You Do For The Group: I get things done. Find some things you can find when you sail the ocean. Bring some things to somewhere else. Not smuggling, really not lads. It's just, well, some people want to have certain things shipped over to certain people and they don't want no one to know, so they happen to bring them on my ship and if I happen to sail into that direction, sometimes they forget some things, sometimes some coin too. And then they tell their friends to pick those things up when I arrive, so that they don't fall into the wrong hands. Simple as that, you understand. Nothing really criminal 'bout that, is there? And sometimes those things happen to be picked up by members of the cult. Sometimes someone also needs certain ships not to arrive at their destination and well. I make sure they don't, if you get my drift.
How You Joined The Cult: I needed some help with some kind of..particular jewelry that no one likes to wear and that I couldn't really get off. Didn't really go as I wanted it to go though. Ah, but anyway, let's not talk about that, there are more interesting stories to talk about.
Name: Aim
Rank: Snack
Original Power: Being able to control fire, immortality, the ability to make deals with people, inhuman strength and the ability to sense certain methods of hiding ones true form (He can't see trough it, he just knows that there is something, sometimes he can even place what it is that is there, but he can't really see trough it.)
Power Gained After Joining The Cult: That's a bit of a ...peculiar matter, and he doesn't really like to talk about it. It has something to do with how he happened to become a demon and all that. He also seems to be somewhat salty about this matter. Aside from that he sometimes hints that he indeed has gained another ability by joining, but seems to be delighted to keep that one hidden. Odd thing is, he seems to know a lot of details about events he wasn't even present on....
Weaknesses: Salt; metal; certain...people that he has a kind of...emotional weakness for, which makes him far more vulnerable then he would like to; the usual demon traps; a sort of over confidence in himself that does sometimes get him into trouble (But he delights in trouble, so he doesn't really mind)
Additional abilities/strengths: He can sail a boat, he can sword fight, he can shoot with guns (Particularly old guns that are still loaded from the front. Those are his favorite, and although he is able to shoot with newer ones, he keeps with his old one, that he lovingly calls Ann Bonnie. Which has to do something with the person he got it from. Another odd thing is that he doesn't even seems to be able to not hit his target. If asked about that he refers to the kind of bullets he uses. He manufactures them himself and has always six with him that he uses. And a seventh that is 'for a friend, if he needs it.' ) He can also cook and likes to do so very much.
Age/How Old You Appear: He appears to be about 30 years old, maybe a bit younger, maybe a bit older, it is not quite place-able. In reality he was turned into a demon during the golden age of piracy, which makes places him at around 300 years of age, maybe a bit older.
Age You Joined The Cult: Aim found out about the cult just about three years ago and immediately joined. He was delighted to find some of his old ...friends in here.
Height: 196cm/6'5 ft
Skin color: brown
Race: Demon
Weight: 100 kg
Body Type: tall and muscular
Eyes: Red and glowing
Hair: Also red! There is a reason that his pirate name is 'The Red Devil'
Scars: There are a few, everywhere on his body. Except for his face. He's really vain about his face.
Special Physical Attributes: He has fangs and claws and horns and a giant tattoo on his back (Pics will follow when I'm home again)
Clothing: He actually mostly wears very old fashioned pirate clothes, pretending that modern fashion is non-existent. If he wants to look a bit less conspicuous he just walks around in trousers and about nothing else. It is not very effective in being unobtrusive, but he doesn't really care anyway.
Physical Description Paragraph:
Aim was tall and dark, and with an aura around him, that made him look even taller and red dreadlocks that surrounded his head like a curtain of fire. He had something intimidating about him, something that was sending a warning - 'stay away'. But then again, he also had a peculiar charm, a lightness about his posture and a twinkling in his abnormal red eyes that seemed to be more mischievous then really dangerous. Something that made you want to trust him - too an extend, because he looked like good fun and adventures, some of them maybe even between the sheets (or more...exciting places ~) - even though everything told you not to.
Family: There is nothing left of what he called family once, and even if there was, he wouldn't much care for it. Never had.
Quirks: He is extremely attracted to cats, he needs to pet every cat he encounters and he feeds stray cats (They have followed him down into the cult halls already, they sleep in his room if he's there and lets them in, and by now there need to be around twenty strays that just roam around the cult halls. He also has at least two kittens with him on his ship, and at least one kitten follows him at every given time.). Further he likes to run his tongue over his fangs and play with his lip and/or tongue pricing.
Goals: To be able to leave the mortal plane and return to a place that is commonly called hell in a society influenced by Christians.
Interests: Cats, Ships, Cooking, Gold and everything valuable and shiny, Alcohol, Tobacco, intimacy and, curiously, drawing. Especially people he just was intimate with. He keeps those pictures hidden in a chest.
Habits: He draws, especially people has been intimate with (as mentioned before) but also everything else he deems interesting.
Vices : Adam. Also Smoking and drinking, both things that have no affect on him and his body, but he likes how smoking makes him look and how Alcohol prickles in his throat (Really, for him it's just like fizzy soda, he drinks the stuff like water.)
What Does Your Room Look Like: It's full of all kinds of valuables, Gold and silver trinkets but also rolls of expensive cloth and other oddities that pile up in wooden shelf's and on the expensive carpets that cover his floor. There is also a rather large cat tree and a bed that has enough room for two or more people and some exciting activities as well as a small, antique desk.
Personality: Daring, charming, flirtatious, humorous but also cruel and sadistic at times with little too no empathy. In short, he can be fun to be around and you can have a good time with him, but for god's sake, do never under no circumstances trust him.
Likes: Beautiful things and people, drawing said things, cats, his ship, booty, the sea, sailing and a bit of anarchy at all times.
Dislikes: Rules he can't break, authorities, loosing, dogs, not getting what he wants (Because he always get's what he wants. He is a pirate god dang it. He just takes what he wants)
Preferred Food Source: Everything fancy. Seriously, him being a demon, he doesn't really need to eat, but boy, he appreciates good cuisine.
Group Dynamics: He likes working...well, not really with a group, but rather as their leader. He has great tactical ability's, spiced with just a little bit of madness that takes potential rivals by surprise often enough.
Friends: Gabriel and...Adam. Sort of. Also Lola!
Allies: The Reverend
Enemies: None. As of now. But I doubt it will stay this way for long.
Rivals: Also, the Reverend. And Adam, sort of.
What Do You Consider Your Position In The Cult: The cult Pirate
What Do You Do For The Group: I get things done. Find some things you can find when you sail the ocean. Bring some things to somewhere else. Not smuggling, really not lads. It's just, well, some people want to have certain things shipped over to certain people and they don't want no one to know, so they happen to bring them on my ship and if I happen to sail into that direction, sometimes they forget some things, sometimes some coin too. And then they tell their friends to pick those things up when I arrive, so that they don't fall into the wrong hands. Simple as that, you understand. Nothing really criminal 'bout that, is there? And sometimes those things happen to be picked up by members of the cult. Sometimes someone also needs certain ships not to arrive at their destination and well. I make sure they don't, if you get my drift.
How You Joined The Cult: I needed some help with some kind of..particular jewelry that no one likes to wear and that I couldn't really get off. Didn't really go as I wanted it to go though. Ah, but anyway, let's not talk about that, there are more interesting stories to talk about.
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