Post by blindedxblack on Jan 2, 2009 17:07:51 GMT -5
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is now entering it's all in yer mind
is now entering it's all in yer mind
About You;;
behind the RPer
behind the RPer
Name: Vadai_caught_fire_2@hotmail.com
Age: 15
Years of Rping: God.. I don't know... Umm.... 4 years??? 5 maybe?
Contact:
ID Tag;;
Tristan strolled along the sidewalk, his head down. Normal people pushed past him, on their way to do normal things in their normal lives. Tristan was lost in thought as the flow of people pushed him on. He was headed nowhere so he allowed them to guide him down the sidewalk.
Alias: Tristan (sometime Triste)
Name: Tristan Stone
Gender: Male
Orientation: Unknown
Age: 19
Species: Human
Job: None
Religious Affiliation:AgnosticDear Diary;;
Specialties:
1. Hunting (NOT VAMPIRES OR WERES!!)
2. Calmness
3. Stalking doesn't seem like the right word... Preying? Fallowing? You get my point.
Summary:
He becomes completely aware when he is hunting. He tunes out all distractions and focuses on the animal or person he is hunting. He can hunt with just about any weapon but he always carries a hunting knife with him. He prefers not to hunt with a gun of any sort. Tristan is quite calm, even under pressure. His calmness is one of the only things him and Triste have in common.
Tristan has very acute senses that aid him when he is tracking (There we go) something or someone. He can notice small details that another human would not.
Weakness:
1. Triste
2. His mothers death
3. People skills
Summary:
Triste is something you could call his 'other personality'. Although they share the same body, Tristan and Triste have very little in common. Triste is the more mischievous then Tristan. He also is more of a spaz. He does things without thinking and he leans more to the evil side. Tristan will suddenly 'snap' sometimes and Triste will take over their body but Tristan always fights to keep control. Tristan never remember what happens when Triste was in control. Triste is Tristan's dark side. Tristan loved his mother when Triste loathed her. He never forgave himself for what happened to his mother although he had no power over it.
Because Tristan never really had any friends, his people skills are developed off what he observed from others.Appearance;;
Looks: 19, possibly a bit older
Hair: White
Eyes: Ice blue-Silver
Height: 5' 10"
Marks: Ears are pierced
Race: Caucasian
Skin Tone: #FEB870 Heh. Had to. Hes tan but not too tan.
Body Type: Slim, Inshape,
Clothing Style: Simple, strange
Footwear: Shoes? Heh.
Summary:
Tristan is slim with a nice muscle build on him. He is Caucasian, his kin shape being #FEB870. His eyes usually range from an Ice Blue to a silver but they darken when Trite takes over. His clothes tend to be simple and strange at the same time. He would obviously stick out in New York. He usualy wears black and white... Hes not very colorful.Personality;;
Likes:
1. Being alone
2. Watching people... 0-0
3. Nighttime
Dislikes:
1. Triste (All though that is an understatement)
2. Silence
3. Being close to other humans
Flaws:
1. Wanted for murder (Explained in History)
2. Blames himself for everything Triste does
3. Strays away from others
4. Seems kinda creepy at times cause he observes normal people
Summary:
Although Tristan enjoys being alone, silence will drive him insane. When silence surrounds him, he will sing or talk to himself to relieve himself of the empty pressure on his eardrums. He watches other people in his free time because he never learned social skills. He watches others so that he can learn how to be socially acceptable. He strays from others to protect them from Triste. The murder thing is explained below.Background Check;;
Family Members: None.
School Attended/Attending: None
Graduation Year: He never attended school because of Triste
History: Tristan was born into a loving family that tried to cope with is 'problem'. He was born in Helena, Montana with no siblings...Unless you count Triste. His father left when he was 3. He grew up with no friends to speak of. He tried to make it in school but Triste always found a way to get them kicked out. His mother ended up homeschooling him when he was 11 but that didn't even last very long.
Tristan and his mother got into a small fight when he was 12 and he 'snapped'. When he gained control of his body again, his mother's limp body was lying on the floor in front of him; Tristan could not remember a single thing that had happened after he had 'snapped'. Tristan freaked and ran.
For 7 years, Tristan has blamed himself for that incident. He has traveled across the country, chased by his nightmares and hunted by the police. He will sometimes wake in a cold sweat, his mothers screams still echoing in his ears.
He made his way all the way to New York. The police are still watching for him but aren't pursuing him anymore so he decided to settle in the Big Apple. He has gotten by on a few odd jobs every once in awhile, but never really applied for any long term jobs.
Code Word: I have read the rules. (Sorry.... natural grammar freak.)In the rulesMad Skills;;
I know what we could do... The voice, much like his own but more sinister, murmured in the back of his head.
Tristan sighed and looked up at the sky.
Why can you just leave me alone?
Because this is fun! Don't you like to have fun, Brother?
I could have more fun without you. It would make life a helluva lot better
Tristan paused at a corner, waiting for the light so he could cross.
But I make your life more exciting! Two against the world, Buddy!
Tristan gritted his teeth as he crossed, staring at the ground.
Just... Leave me alone...