Post by Abyss on Mar 28, 2010 19:31:55 GMT -5
Full Name: Abyss
Age: Time holds no real meaning to him, save how much his plans require.
Race: Shadow
Powers (if Fallen angel or other):
Hydrokinesis
Transformation of his left arm into a shield or weapon of his choice
Appearance:
Abyss is about man-sized, and is made up of a black metallic mineral. His eyes glow dull violet, brightening during the rare times when he's excited or greatly angered. He has a winglike structure growing out of his left shoulder, and has armor-like plating as a sort of exoskeleton, in addition to an endoskeleton.
Personality:
Abyss, though powerful, detests battle and tends to avoid his enemies whenever possible. Despite his disgust toward battle, Abyss is not above using others to fight his battles. Abyss has a strong sense of morals, despite his morals not being the same as most people. He is more of a quiet observer/manipulator of events, rather than one to get his hands dirty, and he prefers to keep to himself, and is a laid-back sort of guy. Like his namesake, the inner depths of Abyss's heart are shrouded in an enigmatic darkness, his motives often unclear even to his most trusted allies. Because of theis, Abyss can often come across as cold and unfeeling. Abyss claims to be uninterested in love, despite having once had a girlfriend.
Job: Being a rather obvious demon, he doesn't have one.
RP Sample:
"Well, this is... unexpected...", Abyss said, his face expressionless as he waved away the smoke. He stared at the vial and blinked, "Guess that's not a good mix...", he sighed, making a note on the failure of the experiment. "
Guess I'll try again tomorrow...", he said, shrugging and putting the materials away while he waited for a report from one of his spies. "So, I wonder if old-man Azmald is still thinking of recruiting me...? Who knows?", Abyss said to himself, shrugging as he answered his own question.
Face Claim:
Claymore || Isley