Post by Ismet on Dec 7, 2009 22:10:44 GMT -7
Out Of Character
What would you liked to be called?: Wat
Are you over the age of 13?: yeah
Have you read and understood all the rules?: duh
In Character
Name: Ismet Shik
Age: 298 looks about 36
Gender: male
Species: Night Crawler
Special Power: telepathy
Father: Irem
Mother: Zelia
Sibling/s: N/A
Partner: Zenas (deceased)
Appearance:
As a human he had a possessed a very sculpted and beautiful body from working on his mother's farm. He is still a handsome man, with dark features. His hair is a dark brown, kept not too long, not too short. His eyes are an olive shade. He has facial hair, a well kept beard, short and trimmed, very shaped though very different than what it once had been.
Ismet stands about 5'9" at best and chooses to wear nice clothing most of the time. Slacks, dress shoes, a button up shirt. His skin is tanned and smooth, very soft. As far as body hair goes he has it. Though he is not a gorilla but it isn't peach fuzz either. Though he has been not been cursed with unsightly back hair. The hair travels up from his groin in a narrow line to burst out in a mushroom cloud over his chest so to speak. It is soft, not wiry; neither too long or too short. It's just perfect it seems. After he was turned he took advantage of modern things. That being a tribal looking tattoo that goes from the top of his shoulder and fades out at his elbow. Getting his ear pierced along with his tongue; though he doesn't show this off much, but can be seen at certain times when he talks.
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Personality:
He is calm and gentle but is a bit of a rebel so to speak. Ismet is considered sweet by most people but can be a dick if he needs to be. He’s quiet and shy around people he doesn’t know and tries to blend in the crowd. He’s protective of his family, friends...lovers, though the latter he rarely has anymore. He has a curious nature and if something peaks his interest he will investigate. Whether it be women, prey, topics, anything.
Depending on his opponent he most likely won't back down from a fight, if it's even worth it. He's a hard worker and loathes laziness. More of a thinker than talker, Ismet will tend to accidentally ignore people, being off in his own little world. He has learned to control his hunger though can lose it if he's around someone that is wounded severely.
When talking he tends to jump topics frequently or whatever seems to pop in his head. Deep down he’s a good guy and is loyal to the end for most. Though back-stab him and he won't hesitate to rip your head off. He is a gentleman by all means of the word. Most of the time. Ismet is a little aggressive when pursuing women he thinks are worth his time. Like most telepaths he will use his ability to push the odds in his favor. Though unlike most he is not looking for a fling but something long term.
Strengths:
Ability
Eyes
Gentleman
Mercy
Kindness
Weaknesses:
Women
good wine
bleeding wounds
gifted
Mental Health: stable
Likes:
wine
dancing
women
books
intelligent conversations
Dislikes:
Shifters
loose women
fighting
dirty fingernails
Past:
Ismet grew up during the time when Greece was part of the Ottoman Empire or so he thinks. He doesn't remember much of it but does remember working on his mother's farm until he was about twenty-five. Then he found what could be considered the love of his life. Zenas was a neighboring farmers daughter and soon the two were set to be married.
For the next few years he worked hard to get a farm of their own and finally succeeded. Ten years they worked on it before a strange man knocked at their door on a dark and surprisingly clear night. Being hospitable Ismet allowed him to stay only to be attacked by the man the following night. They kept him being turned a secret for years until one night an angry mob burned down their house, taking Zenas along with it.
Infuriated he swore to seek revenge on those that had committed the crime. Each and every one was hunted down, tortured and then drained of their blood. It took twenty years but finally he had avenged his wife's death. Though he spent the next one hundred and twelve years in prison for it.
Having served his sentence he was freed. Everyone was surprised to see that he had not aged one bit; but then they were only human. The only other time he got in trouble with the law was for drug trafficking in the early 1900's. Really everyone was doing it. Now he just spends his time reading, learning new things and well hunting.
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