Post by Deacon Graves on Jan 2, 2018 10:53:25 GMT -8
Basic Information
Name: Deacon Graves
Nickname(s): N/A
Age: 25 years old
Height: 5' 10"
Weight: 165 lbs
Blood Type: AB+
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Eye Color: Icy Blue
Hair: Blonde
Pass Time Information
Hobbies: Bending silverware with his abilities, Heavy metal music, reading, training.
Talents: Scavenging useful stuff from useless scrap. Pulling apart mechanical objects without touching them.
Favorite things: Metal, Women, Working out. Anything sweet.
Miscellaneous:
Mental Information
Personality: Deacon is a little hard to judge at times. He isn't a very emotional person at all, considering all the drastic experiences that happened early in his life. That doesn't mean he is incapable of emotional responses, its just that he rarely gives them. He does have a more relaxed side, but most of the time he seems a little on edge, almost on the verge of paranoia. This was largely due to how he grew up. He doesn't like sitting for too long at a time and will generally pace back and fourth before allowing himself to get comfortable.
Should you manage to befriend him, Deacon is a relatively calm and collected human being. He has some negative quirks, but over all he is a good person, even if his moral compass can be a little skewed at times. One would come to understand he constantly dwells in the grey area, not really understanding the concepts of good and bad in it's entirety.
Mentality: Deacon has a rather cold outlook on society and other people. Some might consider him selfish because most of the time he only does things based on his own needs.
Ideal: There is no 'perfect' to him. He lives just to live and rarely looks to the future.
Belief: "Believe and trust only in thyself. In the end, you can't really rely on faith to get you through."
Physical Information
Build: Toned and athletic. His body is his greatest weapon and he has always taken care of it to the best of his ability.
Defining Marks: Scar on left side of abdomen, from being stabbed. His left arm also has a series of scars running the length of it, from bladed weaponry.
Description:
Deacon has medium length blond hair with bangs that hang near the sides of his face. A reasonably good-looking man despite the slightest hint of a scowl that seems to almost always be present on his face. His attire usually varies, but is geared toward whatever tasks he thinks he might be dealing without throughout the day. Sometimes they are simple casual wear or uniforms. Other times, he might be geared tactically, should a situation call for it.
History Information
History: Deacon Graves barely remembers how life was prior to the wars that laid waste to much of society. If it hadn't been for his father, Holden and his older brother Jericho, Deacon wouldn't even be alive these days. They fought to keep themselves alive and in the process, had to raise a young kid in a world without morals and filled with endless death and despair.
While Deacon had made it through rough times, he had largely made it through unscathed aside from a few scars here and there. He grew up learning to how to survive in the wilderness, how to forage for food and other items needed and how to hide when you didn't want to be found. He didn't learn how to make friends, or how to socialize, apart from with his own family. He didn't learn to play childish games or get blessed with nursery rhymes at bed time. Instead he learned how to sleep through gun-shots and explosions, through screams of pain and terror.
By the time the wars had settled down, Deacon had lost both his brother and his father. His father had succumbed to illness and his brother had went out on a scavenge run and simply never returned. This forced Deacon to learn to adapt everything they taught him, so that he could survive on his own. He was fifteen years old by the end of it, and alone. Without having direction, the young boy remained living the same reclusive life even after all the fighting was finished.
Eventually, he would be found by a convoy and after displaying some unique abilities, would be brought to Cabal Academy, where he would be initiated as a military trainee. In a way, it was comforting, because he wouldn't be alone and get wouldn't have to struggle in the same manner he had his entire life. At the same time, it was surely going to take him time to adjust. With nothing else to work for, he might as well put his all in, right?