Post by Deleted on Jul 17, 2012 21:43:41 GMT -5
ZERO
{Character Name}
My name is Zero Zia. Call me Zero. Nothing else, got it?
{Age}
I stopped aging at the age of 24 in human years, but if you want to go by my super-natural age, its much more.
{Gender}
I'm pretty sure I'm male. Need proof, I can give it to you.
{Race}
I am a demi god, and half vampire.
{Talent}
One of my many talents is Power Augmentation. For those who aren't educated, that's the power to enhance or weaken the powers of others. I don't use this power often because if I use it too much at a time I'll start to get head aches, and eventually, pass out. Here's another tid bit of information for you. Darkness or shadow manipulation also happens to be one of my talents. That is, the ability to manipulate shadows. Last, but not least, I have super human tracking. Which means, I can track anything using super natural means. Now, other than my powers, I am very handy with any type of weapon. Ever since my exsistence, and my discovery of the fae blood that flows through my veins I've been training rigorously. My goal? To wipe out the exsistence of every last one. You might be wondering if that includes myself. Do I have to spell it out for you?
{Relationships}
I don't have relationships, I have clients. They call me, they give me a job, they pay me my dues, I get the job done, and I disappear. It's as simple as that.
{Appearance}
C'mon, guys. I'm not vain, but I suppose I can tell you what some of the females have said about me. They tell me I have eyes as dark as the mid-night sky, and some say they're even darker. Some say my hair compares to the dark feather's of the birds of the air, more commonly known as the raven. My skin is white as snow, and flawless in every way imaginable. What they don't know is right under the dark cloak I wear I'm riddled with scars. My dear father, the very reason I am a vampire -and the reason I despise my exsistence- is responsible for the scars that mar my skin. He taught me everything I know, so ultimately, he signed his own demise. I have a tattoo etched into my skin on the side of my neck that reads 'infernum'. It means hell.
I wear black gloves that reach my elbows, and a dark long sleeve shirt. It's easier to hide all kinds of weapons that way. I wear black trousers, and black boots that could almost be described as 'gothic' but I promise you, call me one, and I'll have your head.
{Personality}
Many have described me as dark, and calculating. Some have described me as mysterious. Other's have called me a complete ass hole, but I can't help it that I'm unpopular among the locals. I have no time, or mercy for mortals. I'm manipulative. I will tell lies to get a job done. I have no problem with riping some ones throat out. I am a murderer, and I have no problem with that. Compassion is not a word that I live by. I am all of those things, but I am not selfish. I work to rid the world of the beasts that will ultimately be the desctruction of the mortals. Or at least, that's the way I see it.
