Post by AcerNeros on Sept 21, 2008 18:33:12 GMT -5
Name: Acer Neros
In Game Name: AcerNeros
Full Name: Acer Ferekin Cerintas Voresh Neros Kygnosti Wilde
Nicknames: Acer
Age: Unknown to anyone but him
Powers: Powers: Second-sight Suction Surprise Perception Celerity(3) Stamina(3) Shadows(3) Thievery(3) Locate(3) Telepathy(3) Charisma(3)
Height: 6’6”
Weight: 265 lbs
Tattoos: A black wolf’s head on his right shoulder, a crimson dragon on his back and a scarlet circle with a ruby coloured ‘A’ inside of its borders that bears a humanoid figure in maroon to the left and a blood-coloured wolf to the right side.
Scars: A thick, mottled scar rests between his abdominal muscles, looking almost as if the skin was both ripped and cut along the path. Left arm, on the outside, almost totally destroyed and scared all over, covered with a strange type of machinery from, at least according to him, Atlantis.
Sex: Upon discussion.
Sire: Moon_Shadow
Childer:
KreptonicEvil
SaphhireX
Gaia
Celt
Melisande
Adrian Rae
EmberlynArgent
Appearance: Looking to be in his early twenties, the being stands an easy six and a half feet tall with ivory coloured eyes that swirl in a lazy manner, silver locks hang to his waist and curl as he moves, swaying in time with the movements of his feet and his hips. A pair of leather trousers cover his legs, chains running from one leg to the other and clinking as he walks. A spandex shirt clings to his upper body, leaving only his hands and neck to be seen, his visible skin a pure, alabaster white. All of his fingers are covered with ‘finger armour’ which shines and is embedded with rubies and other sparkling precious stones. He wears a red and black top hat at a 75 degree angle and he often carries a cane with a silver tip in the shape of a skull with ruby eyes. He is also, occasionally, seen wearing a long, billowing black overcoat with a staff concealed in an inside pocket that he can take out and flick to a length of nearly eight feet, using it in place of other weapons in combat with humans as a preference to anything else.
Personality: Acer is causeless aristocrat who is very protective of all of his loved ones, he would do all in his power to remove a bother to them from the equation. He is a very calm person, and holds to the old habits of, “I'm mad, bad, immortal, deadly and a plethora of ass-kickery.” Though, when in battle he plays by the rules. He usually keeps to himself, sipping on his tea or on the occasion hanging with his childer and love, friends when they stop by. He at times goes from crazed to depressed in a random cycle of only a few minutes and also seems to, at times, become very much like a child, clutching a teddy bear that was, at one time, a very small bear cub. His softer side is very rarely seen by anyone for whom he doesn't care.
Background: Born during the Battle of the Titans, Acer was the child of Isis and Achilles and grew up in the care of Aphrodite, learning much of his knowledge prowling the Archive of Olympus. He is well versed in just about anything he may ever need from electronics to history. In a rather distressing turn of events, that seems to have managed to begin an unhinging of his mind, he was cast from Olympus and landed in the nation of Macedon, where he began his life as a ‘mortal’.
Joining in in combat against the Romans, he was captured through betrayal and tortured for several weeks, during which time one of his greatest friends and one of the greatest Generals of the Macedonian military force joined him and was also tortured, and after being tortured was crucified, a direct breech of the rules of war. He hung upon the Cross for nine full days before the ligaments in the inside edge of his wrist tore, ripping lose the nails and sending him crashing face-first to the ground, the shock tearing the nails from his heels as well. From the top of the hill, he rolled into a stream, floated down it and into a ditch along-side a road.
It was in this ditch that a group of humans happened upon him, and, not knowing who he was began to attempt to heal him. As his strength returned, his healing sped and he soon disappeared from the place, making his way to a long-forgotten area of the world where he established his place among the hidden ones there and soon became a being of mystery. The people in this place, he knew, were descendants of one of his uncles and after a time with them, he began to take on tendencies of the people. He favoured the flight abilities of the Gerakian breed and as such formed for himself a pair of wings through his abilities. After that had been finished, he also discovered a close connection to the Lykos breed and soon after began taking on the form of a wolf as well as giving himself a tail and worked to create a middle-ground between the two forms he chose to take, deciding finally upon the perfect one after nearly two hundred and forty-five years.
Several thousand years passed as he drifted around the world and finally he stumbled upon the land of Ravenblack City. It was there that he fabricated stories to hide among the beings who inhabited it, soon meeting a Vampire named Raven_Moon who would finally turn him into one of her own kind, a strange effect falling upon him that landed him with some of his original powers and many of those held by his new kind. His mannerisms show his wolfish nature and at the same time his body is that of the average twenty-one or twenty-two year old. With those he’s close to, he acts somewhat like a teenager, though the only people who believe that he is, in fact, a teen are those who don’t know who he is.
Acer’s extreme intelligence makes him a very dangerous thing, wherein he uses it to decide everything, turning over details in a matter of seconds in an awesome show of mental faculties working as one to finally find the answers to whatever he needs. He analyzes everything, but no one understands what he’s doing. At times, after he gets to know someone, he begins to answer the questions they haven’t asked in conversation, anticipating what they will say. Some wonder if this is him searching their mind, but a few know what it really is.
An extreme honour code governs many of his actions and he deals with breaches of his code, even by others, in the harshest manner possible, often using his intelligence to demean and destroy them in reputation while leaving the physical side to others, disliking the use of force on those weaker than himself mentally. However, he will use physical force when he is insulted grievously by someone due to a part of his code where insults are an action punishable only by death or extreme pain.
Many find him to be overly serious or overly aristocratic as he sets and sips his tea for hour after hour without speaking a single word except to note when someone says something in relation to him, or says something demeaning to another for no reason what-so-ever.
Giving a myriad of different responses for a myriad of things, the being especially dislikes when people accuse him of turning his seven female childer into concubines and the great offence he takes from this often leads to him attempting, in some way, to revenge the affront upon the person who inflicted the injury to his reputation.
