Post by vincent on Jan 14, 2011 21:32:21 GMT -5
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VINCENT DANIEL ANGELIS
NAME: Vincent Daniel Angelis
NICKNAMES: Fuck you. None.
AGE/BIRTHDAY: 122 appears 22/Unknown
JOB: Helping at the clubs from time to time
GENDER: Male
SPECIES: Death Angel
SEXUALITY: Hetero all the way
MENTAL DISORDER: Born here. That's a disorder enough
RECOMMENDED BY: The Bitches Blake.
INNATE ABILITIES: He has the innate ability to piss people off? Does it on purpose tho. He can write damn good poetry.
SPECIES ABILITIES
He was born a healer, and damn is he good at healing. Anything there is...the downside is it's limited, the more he uses, the younger his apparent age goes. He can also portal to any place he's been to before...which is most of the town, not anywhere outside. He's never seen the outside world. His scythes are two smaller metal scythes that Reesa forgets the name to, connected by a chain that is twice his height.
PATIENT TYPE Invitus. He wants OUT
MENTAL DISORDER: Born here
SYMPTOMS
No symptoms. Vincent has the misfortune, however, to be born to two patients here at B.S. As such, he lives in the houses with the other patients because his father is violent.
TRIGGERS Life
FAMILY
FAMILIAR: Nada
MOTHER: Sammi Angelis
FATHER: Arthur Angelis
SIBLINGS: Nada...he's lucky he was born.
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: Hahahaa. No. Like anyone could put up with him long enough.
OTHER: Nada
HISTORY:
When Vincent was born, Black Springs wasn’t a prison or an When Vincent was born, Black Springs wasn’t a prison or an asylum. It was just a town. Hell, it wasn’t even run by Blake…not just yet, though he was around at that point. See, Vincent is pretty damn old. Well, actually by Death Angel standards he’s pretty young…but in the grand scheme of things? He’s older than most. Older than humans anyway, not that that’s hard. He was born to Sammi and Arthur Angelis, two people who truly should not have had kids. Sammi was depressed, always crying about something or another. And this was mostly because Sammi was entirely mad. She couldn’t help it and she didn’t want to take the potion that would make her sane. And Arthur had one hell of a temper…and he beat Sammi.
They lived in Black Springs, mostly because Arthur helped out the Death Angel Council, and there was a portal to the Council’s meeting place very near Black Springs. Vincent was an accident. And one that Sammi paid for because in no way did Vincent want a son. He hit Sammi…hard. Almost hard enough for Sammi to end up aborting the child in her stomach, but it wasn’t hard enough. Three months later, Vincent was born into the world. The problem? Sammi wasn’t fit to be a mother and Arthur didn’t want to be a father. The solution? The Council sent a nanny. Vincent was raised by said nanny until he was 5 or 6…when Sammi kicked her out in a rare sane moment. It happened from time to time. She decided she wanted to raise her son all on her own. And it turned out that Sammi had a lover on the side…who had convinced the woman to take the potion for madness, leaving Sammi depressed rather than depressed and mad. It also gave Vincent a mother.
She taught him to cook alongside her, taught him to clean up after himself and homeschooled him. She taught him how to hide in the closet when his father was going crazy and needed someone to hit. He taught himself to hate bullies because of his father, and to hate the tears of a woman for the same reason. All the same, Vincent blames the world for his birth, knowing that he wasn’t meant to be born.
At 42, though he still kept the appearance of a 21 year old, Vincent left home…but gave his mother a cell phone with only one number in it…his. He traveled the world at this point, going wild and meeting chicks. He developed a taste for picking fights…and got into his share of bar fights. But the scar on his cheek…that isn’t from a fight he picked. That was from a piece of glass. He tried to save a woman from being raped, because dammit he knew it was rape. His reward? The chick says she was fine around her tears, and the asshole swiped a bottle across his face, a broken bottle. It hardened him further. He’s an ass, he knows it. He picks fights, makes people think he’s gross or an asshole…it’s kinda what he did best.
50 years later, he heard from his mother. A frantic phone call, a scream, he didn’t get much else.
He portalled back home that moment. To find his father standing over his mother with a butchers knife. See, Vincent had managed to avoid madness until this point because he was pretty sure he was crazy as it was, and that protected him more or less. But seeing this? It actually did drive him mad. He doesn’t remember getting the knife from his father. He doesn’t remember plunging it into his father’s chest. He doesn’t remember the fight that insued in between. He just knows he was the one to kill him. He knows this entirely. He’s wrong, actually. His mother was the one to do it…to protect her baby boy who had gotten knocked out midway through that fight and would have died. She saved him…and lapsed into a worse depression than before.
Vincent stayed with his mother for a few years.
Long enough to get trapped with Black Springs turned into an asylum anyway. Which really…really pissed him off. Like all the other Townies, Vincent got moved from his house to one of the Housing’s. Mostly for his own safety seeing as his mother had gone off the deep end and really did deserve to be here. Mostly. We assume.
PERSONALITY:
Vincent is a bit...abrasive. On purpose. He has a bone to pick with the world and he means to take it out on anyone who gets too near to him. He is a bit of an ass, and is usually saying mean things. The issue? If a girl starts to cry, he'll get uncomfy and start appologizing. He hates making girls cry because his mother was always crying, she's a depression case. So he'll do his best to make it up to the girl if he makes her cry. Which is mostly by flirting, because that makes it all better. Never said he was brilliant. Just a little weird.
He's also a bit of a flirt with chicks if you hadn't guessed at that one already. But he also likes to pick fights with males, even if he's a defensive type of deathy, and he's quick to pull his scythes out. He doesnt back down from any challenge, which should be a plus, but it's not. It gets him hurt more often than not.
STRENGTHS
- Takes a lot to insult him
- Flirt
- Does have a heart...somewhere
- His healing skills
- His portaling ability
WEAKNESSES
- Girl's tears
- Pretty girls
- His mother
- Picks fights often
- Doesn't back down from any challenge
LIKES
- Being the tough guy
- Pissing people off
- His leather jacket
- Girls.
DISLIKES
- Males, agressive males
- Bullies piss him off.
- Tears
- Emotions
SECRETS
- He still cares for his mother
- He's the one that murdered his father
FEARS
- Going soft
- Going insane
GENERAL APPEARANCE
EYES: Gold
HAIR: brown, slightly longish
STYLE: leather jacket, but a laid back style after that
BUILD: sliiiightly muscled, more willowy than anything
SCARS: One long one down his cheek
TATTOOS: None
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Name: Reesa
Age: 21...wow
RP Experience: Psh
How Did You Find Us: I made you sucka
Character FaceClaim: Gaspard Ulliel
Credit:
Credit for the app goes to Reesa. Please don’t steal!
Song Lyrics from Creepshow, Tea Party, and Walking On Air by Kerli
Note: Yes, its supposed to be an official form...that Jinx wrote on and screwed with. Don't get it? That's okay
Credit for the app goes to Reesa. Please don’t steal!
Song Lyrics from Creepshow, Tea Party, and Walking On Air by Kerli
Note: Yes, its supposed to be an official form...that Jinx wrote on and screwed with. Don't get it? That's okay