Post by solo on Jan 27, 2012 0:00:59 GMT -5
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LET THE WHOLE THING BLOW
B A S I C I N F O
★ NAME: Solo Alexander Rose
★ NICKNAME: Dragon of Destruction
★ MEMBER GROUP: Team Rocket
★ POKEMON: Dragonite
★ AGE: 19
★ HEIGHT: 6'0
★ WEIGHT: 165 lbs.
★ FACE CLAIM: Cloud Strife from Final Fantasy VII
★ APPEARANCE:
Solo is a very tall man with a young appearance. His hair is a light blonde color, and you could pick him out of a crowd with it. He has a slim muscular build. Sporting broad shoulders, and a wide chest he is not very tiny. His arms, and legs are just as muscular as the rest of his body, but it is contained within his petite frame so he doesn't look like a professional bodybuilder. His body is very defined.
Solo stands at 6 ft in height, and he is 165 pounds of solid muscle making him rather intimidating to look at. He has razor sharp teeth in his mouth, and his ears are slightly pointed at the tips. His eyes are a very vibrant blue, that makes them almost seem like they glow in the dark. He can be seen wearing a white button up shirt with the front undone to reveal his body underneath. A pair of black shorts is accompanied by this, and sandals. So he looks like he is getting ready to go to the beach.
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P E R S O N A L I T Y
★ POSITIVE:
- Strategic
- Smart
- Unyielding
- Quick on his Feet
- Strong Willed
★ NEGATIVE:
- Disloyal at times
- Ruthless
- Bloodthirsty
- Uncaring
- Arrogant
★ HABITS, QUIRKS:
- Is constantly running his fingers through his hair
- Taps his fingers when he is feeling impatient
- Sometimes jumps in the air.
★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:
Solo is a proud person. Overly arrogant because of his hybrid status, and is ruthless. Despite this he is very smart, and can strategize very quickly if needed. He is also great at thinking on his feet, and improvising if his strategies somehow go wrong. Solo harbors a very deep hatred of humans, and the company. He was one of the people that got the surgery done illegally, and he was persecuted by the humans, and hunted by that company. So he detests them all, and he will stop at nothing to make them all pay. Even if that means that he has to fight his own kind. Once he sets his mind on something he doesn't ever stop until he is able to achieve his goal.
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H I S T O R Y
- Solo had always been an arrogant boy being spoiled by his rich parents. Power was what he wanted, and since his parents were great friends with a scientist it was only a matter of time that he demanded to have the transfusion. So he got what he wanted. They had their scientist friend from the company give their son what he wanted. Of course the scientist lost his job, and was subsequently killed by the company. So Solo, and his parents hired round the clock security to protect them in their manor from that point on.
- Two years later they had been forced on the move because the company had started hunting for them. All their closest friends, and family abandoned them because of Solo's choice to be a hybrid. They had no one to turn to. The company was relentless, and hired many people to try, and kill them, but with Solo's adept use of his new abilities he managed to fend them off. Though that was short lived as one day when he had went out for a walk to figure out more about his new abilities his parents had been killed. The only calling card was the symbol of the company. From that day forward he swore vengeance upon the entirety of the human race.
- A year later he had heard about an organization dedicated to make peace with the world. Though he didn't care for the humans in this group he made sure that he joined it. Staying away from the humans he went on the various tasks that he was assigned without question trying to make his way up through the ranks.
- Then a month ago he met one of the humans that was responsible for his parents death, and the life that he now lead. Summoning up the powers that he had within him he slaughtered the human without mercy, and began hunting the others.
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P L A Y E R I N F O
★ OOC NAME: Solo
★ AGE: 19
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: N/A
★ RP SAMPLE:
His cloak pulled over his frame to protect his body from the harsh enviroment. Long black locks hanging over his face, and hid his facial features from view. The wasteland...How had he gotten here? He couldn't remember anything, except that he, and Dae had been fighting someone, and then nothing. The DemiDevimon was perched on his shoulder much like a parrot on a pirates shoulder. Exhaustion was overtaking his body. The blistering heat was tearing at both of them, and Ion's survival instincts were kicking in. They had to find shelter, or they would surely die. "Dae take to the skies. Go find us some shelter." he said to his partner, and he felt the tiny claws leave his shoulder as the purple digimon flew into the air.
Still wandering around aimlessly around the desert he was trying to remember something about his past. Anything would be helpful. After a few minutes of circling above Dae returned to his shoulder perch. "I couldn't find any shelter, but I did see a few humans nearby. We should go check them out, and see if they have anything useful. If they turn out to be useless we can always just kill them." the little digimon said with an evil glee. Ion continued to walk silently, and it didn't take long for them to come across two other humans. Ion lifted his head slightly to take in their forms. A very muscular dark skinned male, and a girl that was paler. He wasn't paying much attention to their digimon, but he was focusing on the humans themselves.
"Hello..." he said already formulating his plan of attack. The girl was obviously the weaker of the two. So he could use that to his advantage to subdue the other man. Destroying people that was his reason for existing. To create glorious chaos. He would serve no master, no he was doing this for himself. He needed chaos to survive. Without it he would become nothing. And he would never be just a memory.
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★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★
CLEAR AND TRUE
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