Post by damon dominic valyrian on Mar 3, 2010 0:21:55 GMT
Damon Dominic Valyrian!
[/B]: Damon Dominic Valyrian.- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -like heey bby, it's Mikes and i'm 21 . i've been rocking these polka dot socks for six years. my puppets include Damon Dominic Valyrian aren't they cute? tick tock Pacific US and i think Bunnies, cats, and Iguanas are the best animals ever. EVER .- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
nicknames: D.
age: Twenty four
gender: Male.
date of birth: twenty-first, February
sexuality: Straight
occupation: Bartender
heritage: Italian
alliance: Good
type: White Lighter
powers: Teleportation, Superhuman Intelligence, Elemental Generation, Power Sensing.
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appearance: Damon's tall with rather short, spiky black hair. Often his clothes match, he casually dresses in dark classic colors and is rarely seen in anything bright, white is an exception. His eyes are a deep and piercing blue, misleading to a fault. As for body type Damon is fairly thin, and very little body fat. He takes pride in his appearance, but not so much as to be vain. His lean body is adorned with a small variety of tattoos; a red and black X on the back of his neck, his initials along the inside of his middle finger, a large black spider spanning his back, and 'Unbreakable' arched over his lower stomach. He has seven body piercings, one in his tongue, six lining the underside of his manhood.
personality: Damon's fairly quiet, he gets his point across without raising his voice most of the time. He's got a slight complex, he doesn't think he's better than everyone else, but he comes off that way. He's got a slight temper, and a slightly violent nature, but he channels it all through positive activity. He's very old fashioned, from the way he was raised and the times in which he lived. He'll never hit a woman, he bows and opens doors. He's very sexual, and has no problems expressing it. Shamelessly. It depends on who he's around, if he respects them enough to reign it in. He's smart, loves to spend an evening reading a book in some foreign language. When asked about family he's compelled to lie, to avoid the awkward confusion when he spits out the truth.
Sarcastic and secretive, he often rubs people the wrong way without trying to, he comes off as a 'bad boy' but it's a complete misconception. He wears dark classic colors most of the time and dislikes cars. Odd for a guy, but still. As unfortunate as it is, he can easily be lured by a pretty girl or a damsel in distress kind of situation, it's just who he is. He's a bit awkward and uncomfortable around children, generally anyone under the age of 13, but he hides it when needed.
likes
- Females
Motorcycles
Needles
Spiders
Books
Helping people
Music
Sports
Anything spicy
Cooking
Schools
dislikes:
- Kids
Dogs
Seafood
People who talk all the time
Snowboarding
Guns
Grape anything
Hospitals
Chocolate
Sleeping
strengths:
- Sports
Knowledge
Good memory
Physically strong
Reading
Charming
Patience
weaknesses:
- Pride
Females
Children *They kinda freak him out*
Little too cocky
Working in teams
Being sensitive *He's not very good at it*
habits:
- Sex
Smoking
Reading
Being a little harsh
Speaking first, thinking second
goals:
- Atone for his crime
He'd like to get over his fear of kids at some point.
secrets:
- The circumstances of his death.
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father: Unknown, Stepfather: Kaegan Dax, Demon- posed as a police officer
siblings: Summer Valyrian, would be 19-21 in looks, but as she is a demon she doesn't change much. Presumed dead.
significant other (s): None.
pets: Rose hair Tarantula, named Snow.
history: Damon never knew his real father, his mother claimed that he was gone only a couple days after their marriage, and she never saw him again. She remarried less than two years, to a man named Kaegan. She never took his last name though, Damon never understood why. Kaegan was crude and often overly harsh with Sarah, yet she never was bothered. Damon was, being only a little kid. He often saw the back of Kaegan's hand as a result for telling him to leave her alone. Both boys it seemed, backed off when Sarah became pregnant once more. Obviously in the times he lived, boys were preferred. But the baby was a girl, which didn't seem to bother Kaegan. The girl was spoiled, given everything she wanted and more, She and Damon were very close. Summer was only a few years younger, but acted like she was the eldest when she could. She was the dark to his light, always playing the little trickster and he'd be cleaning up her mess and making amends with those she played pranks on or 'accidentally hurt'.
Still Kaegan continued his mildly abusive behavior toward his wife, and step son, but nary a hand lay on his own daughter. Punishment was unknown to her. Around the age of eighteen, Damon and his mother both noticed a slight pyromania developing in Summer, she'd light a fire and stare, feeding until they stopped her and would then throw wild fits to bring it back to life. The calm she found was her brother, and he didn't mind. He was like her off button until he became involved with a girl. Summer got worse.
Kaegan was not the only one who knew Summer was a demon, Sarah having been gifted with telepathy. This was why her husband scared her often, and her daughter more so.
Barely able to stay out of the draft now that he was old enough, Damon didn't particularly want to join the Italian military. His goal was to become a teacher, much like his mother. She taught him various things, languages were his favorite. About the time he was 24, he learned something about his sister. The rash of fires that had spread through the countryside was her doing, but he could not prove it. Nor did he really want to. He wanted to help her, help her change. He knew nothing of her demonic training in the manipulation of fire, but Summer learned that Sarah knew.
After being told by his girlfriend of five years that she was expecting, he excitedly rushed home to tell his family. Kaegan didn't fit that category so much. He found his childhood home to be lit up against the night sky, Summer standing out front with a smile on her face. Screams form inside told him his mother was still inside. Without a second thought he pushed Summer aside and rushed in after her. Stupid, yes. But Sarah was his mother. Summer let out a scream of incredible shrillness and followed, trying to get him out. Apparently she was picky about whom she murdered. Summer admitted her crime and her heritage, proud of it, as Damon discovered his mother wasn't savable and he probably wouldn't get out of the house either. Instead of trying for himself, he took Summer to the ground, both of them going down in the blaze. Whether or not he died, and no matter how much he loved his only sister, Summer would not be able to hurt anyone else.
role play sample:
Damon sighed softly and bent behind the bar to get more liquor for a drink he made. He wasn't really in the mood to work tonight. He kinda felt bad for what he'd done to Sydney. But he'd told Mac to hold off on showing the tape until he talked to her. He knew what a sex tape could do to someones life, he didn't know if he could just let it happen, if he could help do it. It made him no better than Vincent didn't it? Great now he was in a foul mood. Thinking of that arrogant pompous asshole put him in a 'need to hurt something' kinda of attitude and that was never good. He wasn't big on taking his anger out on people, that was what his boxing ring was for. His words were just above a growl, he wasn't feeling very social. The night was almost over anyway.
He glanced over as the bar began to empty, his hand pausing as he wiped down the bar. He recognized that blonde curly head bent over against the smooth wood. He lifted an eyebrow and lightly touched her arm, making sure she wasn't passed out. She didn't move.
"Al?" He inquired softly, lifting a couple of her curls off her face to see her eyes. He had served her quite a bit, but hadn't noticed she'd come back to the bar. He'd seen her out on the dance floor but hadn't seen her come back, or noticed her there. Her eyes were open though, just barely. Her vivid blues looked up at his face as soon as the hair was moved, but he didn't pull back.
"You want me to call you a cab?" He asked quietly, leaning closer so as not to embarrass her by letting anyone passing hear. Though the bar was emptying, it was nearly 2 am. He'd obviously given up for the most part of hitting on Alice, she always refused anyway or simply ignored him. Even he knew there were girls who simply weren't interested. A mild ego blow, but not unjustified. He didn't know where she lived, but he had her ID on file. Most of the patrons had left by now, the rest were finishing their dances, their drinks.
She acted almost unconscious, which wasn't surprising after how much she drank, but her eyes moved. She'd been in an odd mood all night too, though decidedly less angry, more like she was fighting back tears. He finished the bar and glanced at her again, noting she hadn't moved but here eyes still moved and blinked. He wasn't locking up tonight, he took her arm and lifted her easily. Her slim frame wasn't a challenge at all, but she stood it seemed. He put an arm around her waist and hers over his shoulders to help her outside, maybe the cool air would wake her a bit more.
"Al, you want a cab or do you want me to take you home?" He offered once outside, something he'd never done for a girl at the bar. At least not one he wasn't sleeping with. But she didn't look good.
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[/size][/blockquote][/blockquote]this application was made by LOTTIEE !? for TOGETHER WE STAND . if she finds it anywhere else, she will wtfrofl pwn you with her crazy ninja skills. watch it cheeky. credit for colours goes to the sexy colour blender <3
