Post by Delerium on May 17, 2007 16:05:11 GMT -5
((Not usually my gifted character, but Mar-ee likes him so much I decided to modify him a wee bit 
))
Name: Arkady Scott Belmont
Nicknames: Arkasha (but he only lets those REALLY close to him call him this)
Aliases: The Hunter
Age: 22
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Straight, but bi-curious
Weight: 190lbs.
Height: 6'0"
Eyes: An icy sapphire hue
Hair: Chin-length and shaggy; a light golden blonde
Ethinicity: English/Russian
Clothing: Casually, anything simple and comfortable; whilst on the job, usually leather in order to have some degree of protection
Powers: Enhancement would probably be a better word ;p Arkady has more stamina and ten times the agility than even a pro gymnast. His tactile senses are also much keener than a human's (hearing, sight, touch, smell, taste, you know). The ability to detect ill will and persons of questionable alignment is also a gift he received at birth, honed by his family over centuries. He calls this ability the Variable.
Weakness: Detecting 'evil' -I'm making a generalization here- causes Arkady's body to be flooded with feelings of rage and hatred, which can be difficult to control at times. He has a tendency to go berserk.
Oh, uh, a physical weakness? I dunno, he's VERY ticklish XD |Arkady: --; *shakes fist*|
Also, he's overwhelmed very easily by loud noises.
Power-Related Issues: *points up*
Demeanour: Arkady's thoughts and actions are dictated by a quiet patience and uncanny intelligence, further augmented by the strict, rigorous upbringing he had being raised by a Russian mother and his English, vampire-slayer father. His strong, fiery spirit and smooth, tenor voice lend him a charisma offset only by a nasty smoking habit - he's trying to quit, really! Arkady isn't overly thrilled with his lot in life, what with his father having died prematurely and the mantle of Hunter placed on his shoulders at an early age, but he does his best (which, actually, is why he smokes). Although not quick to laugh or smile, Arkady definitely knows a good joke when he sees or hears one and his lack of showing humour is more or less attributed to his calm mannerisms rather than an absence of a sense of humour all together. A subtle challenge to a game of words and wits is the quickest way to grab his attention, and possibly his friendship.
History: Tall and gracefully lithe, Arkady's muscular frame could be called athletic, but is more akin to that of a dancer's. His strength, his wheat-coloured hair, his icy-sapphirine eyes and exceptional agility are believed to have been inherited from his father, but his strong nose and intense gaze could only be from the Russian genes of his mother. From an early age Arkady possessed a degree of aptitude and prowess not seen in the Belmont family for centuries; indeed, what with his appearance and physical attributes, many family members and close friends cling tenaciously to the belief that Arkady is the reincarnation of the Belmont clan's patriarch, Lord Leon Belmont.
Not that Arkady really cares, mind you...
A string of unfortunate events has narrowed his outlook on life and his inherited burden, and the young man greets the world with jaded disdain. His father was killed in a vampire ambush the day after Arkady's 19th birthday, and since then his mother has been an alcoholic. Ergo, feeling that nothing and no one in this world cares for him or what he tries to do, Arkady fell into a long depression and usually only gives a half-assed effort towards anything - if he bothers to give any effort at all, that is.
Is it too much to ask to have a caring friend or two?
Thus, having the attitude that his life is meaningless, Arkady is a drifter, prefering not to stay in one place too long - lest the local undead population mount a pointed resistence against him. Hey, he may not have found a purpose to his existence, but that doesn't mean he wants it cut short! And so, his aimless wanderingg have brought him to Cassis and its intriguing academy for 'Gifted' youngsters.
))Name: Arkady Scott Belmont
Nicknames: Arkasha (but he only lets those REALLY close to him call him this)
Aliases: The Hunter
Age: 22
Marital Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Straight, but bi-curious
Weight: 190lbs.
Height: 6'0"
Eyes: An icy sapphire hue
Hair: Chin-length and shaggy; a light golden blonde
Ethinicity: English/Russian
Clothing: Casually, anything simple and comfortable; whilst on the job, usually leather in order to have some degree of protection
Powers: Enhancement would probably be a better word ;p Arkady has more stamina and ten times the agility than even a pro gymnast. His tactile senses are also much keener than a human's (hearing, sight, touch, smell, taste, you know). The ability to detect ill will and persons of questionable alignment is also a gift he received at birth, honed by his family over centuries. He calls this ability the Variable.
Weakness: Detecting 'evil' -I'm making a generalization here- causes Arkady's body to be flooded with feelings of rage and hatred, which can be difficult to control at times. He has a tendency to go berserk.
Oh, uh, a physical weakness? I dunno, he's VERY ticklish XD |Arkady: --; *shakes fist*|
Also, he's overwhelmed very easily by loud noises.
Power-Related Issues: *points up*
Demeanour: Arkady's thoughts and actions are dictated by a quiet patience and uncanny intelligence, further augmented by the strict, rigorous upbringing he had being raised by a Russian mother and his English, vampire-slayer father. His strong, fiery spirit and smooth, tenor voice lend him a charisma offset only by a nasty smoking habit - he's trying to quit, really! Arkady isn't overly thrilled with his lot in life, what with his father having died prematurely and the mantle of Hunter placed on his shoulders at an early age, but he does his best (which, actually, is why he smokes). Although not quick to laugh or smile, Arkady definitely knows a good joke when he sees or hears one and his lack of showing humour is more or less attributed to his calm mannerisms rather than an absence of a sense of humour all together. A subtle challenge to a game of words and wits is the quickest way to grab his attention, and possibly his friendship.
History: Tall and gracefully lithe, Arkady's muscular frame could be called athletic, but is more akin to that of a dancer's. His strength, his wheat-coloured hair, his icy-sapphirine eyes and exceptional agility are believed to have been inherited from his father, but his strong nose and intense gaze could only be from the Russian genes of his mother. From an early age Arkady possessed a degree of aptitude and prowess not seen in the Belmont family for centuries; indeed, what with his appearance and physical attributes, many family members and close friends cling tenaciously to the belief that Arkady is the reincarnation of the Belmont clan's patriarch, Lord Leon Belmont.
Not that Arkady really cares, mind you...
A string of unfortunate events has narrowed his outlook on life and his inherited burden, and the young man greets the world with jaded disdain. His father was killed in a vampire ambush the day after Arkady's 19th birthday, and since then his mother has been an alcoholic. Ergo, feeling that nothing and no one in this world cares for him or what he tries to do, Arkady fell into a long depression and usually only gives a half-assed effort towards anything - if he bothers to give any effort at all, that is.
Is it too much to ask to have a caring friend or two?
Thus, having the attitude that his life is meaningless, Arkady is a drifter, prefering not to stay in one place too long - lest the local undead population mount a pointed resistence against him. Hey, he may not have found a purpose to his existence, but that doesn't mean he wants it cut short! And so, his aimless wanderingg have brought him to Cassis and its intriguing academy for 'Gifted' youngsters.
