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Zephyr Eliades
(zeh-fr) • (Eee-Ly-aides)

Alias:
Eli
(Eee-Lie)

• Eli is a nickname given to Zephyr out of endearment from a former close friend of his. Although, they no longer know of each other's whereabouts, let alone welfare, he continues to hold onto the thought of being reunited.

Age:

20, Born November 19

Sex:

Masculine

Sexuality:

Bicurious ; Zephyr is relatively heterosexual, but has the tendencies to tease his counterparts when bored. Which ultimately has led him to his curiosity and slight openness? He does lean more towards female however.

Appearance:

Standing at 6'’3” tall, this fair skinned man has an intimidating feel about him. He sports an athletic build, which is evenly proportioned, and is decently toned when it comes to muscle. He is neither too lean nor too bulky. He has tousled noir hair, which is thick and lustrous, and tends to gently hang over his angular face.

His eyes are a piercing set of obsidian, with faint streaks of silver making ballets throughout. His cheeks are chiseled and well-defined like a finely-carved Michelangelo statue, his nose is perfectly symmetrical and his lips are slightly full. With the finishing touch of dark eyebrows that tend to slope dowards in a serious expression.

Due to his former status, Zephyr is covered in several of scars. Some not as grave as others, but still very noticeable. His most prominent scars would be the ones engraved across his left eye, that begin just above his eye and diagonally swerves down his lip and lower jaw.

Attire: Zephyr usually only sticks to wearing thick, non-apealing attire most of time. This usually consists of his closed off techwear jacket, pulled over a often; unbuttoned dress shirt. Most of the trousers he owns are dull in color, normally only being blacks, browns and grays. He hates overly colorful things, and thus tends to stay away. Zephyr is normally seen which his pants cuffs tucked into his black combat boots, which sport an unsettling am mount of lace. On occasion, he will wear a black cap around to shield his one eye from the overbearing light of the sun. His current style certainly defers from that or what he was used to growing up.

*Accessories: Upon meeting Zephyr, you come to realize, that for someone whose living in a time of potential annihilation, he is very well accessorized. His left hand is abundant with thick rings, and he sports small earring hoops at each ear. When he isn't wearing his thick layering of clothes, you'll noticeably catch a glint of what appeared to be small tattoo. His tattoo is of a serpent that starts at his middle finger and casually coils around his left arm, until eventually coming to an end at just his neck— also a parting gift from his former group.

Personality:

Charming, attractive, seductive and even sophisticated, Zephyr is all smiles, sweetness and light. However, beneath the pleasant and very-good-looking appearance, he is far from being as accommodating as he seems. Determined and energetic, in one way or another, what he really seeks is power. This could be expressed by a bold and assertive attitude, by reckless behavior and belligerence, or even more skilfully, by proving to be an expert in the art of manipulation. Zephyr is subtle and clever enough, as well as perceptive and very persuasive, and doesn't have any trouble in swiftly seizing the opportunities that land at his feet. Far from being indifferent to the material side of life, he has great business sense, and always has his bestinterests at heart! He can be rather impatient and is usually in a hurry; on the same note, he can be quite impulsive and tends to think ahead, but only in the short term, unfortunately. He lives in the moment, without necessarily worrying about the consequences. He tends to prefer the path of least resistance, which usually turns out quite well because Lady Luck seems to smile on him most of the time. He isn´t always very disciplined, nor is he particularly organized; he can´t stand constraints, hierarchy, authority or criticism. He tends to be touchy, and can react with abruptness, anger or aggression.

Strengths: (three strong-spots for your character)

Manipulation/Persuasion

Zephyr inherited his fathers silver tongue. He can easily maneuver and twist words to his benefit and will easily do so if he finds the situation fitting.

Photographic Memory

This is something you could either consider a weakness or strength for Zephyr. It's his ability to remember everything, snd inability to forget that he wishes to forget. However, this "gift" has often landed him on patrol groups for several of nomad groups.

Upper Body Strength

Growing up, Zephyr had never been a sporty kid. He had always preferred the solace his room had offered, but being fit is now a given in the world he lives in. He is constantly training both his mind and body, and as a result had extensively worked on his upper body strength to ensure he could get himself out of any kind of situation.

Weakness:

Eyesight:

Zephyr nearly lost his left eye at 17 when he had come across a group of hostile survivors. The three jagged scars running down his face are a constant reminder of that gruesome encounter. Not only a mental barrier, but also physical. He is entirely blind on his left eye, the damage done to it irreparable, and thus is constantly struggling to get a full visual of things.

Obsessive/Emotionally Unstable

When Zephyr becomes obsessed with something, it's extremely difficult to sway him. This desire of his consumes his person and completely engulfs him, entirely blocking out anything that matters. His inability to properly communicate with others sometimes will result in occasional bouts of anger.

Apathy

Given his fickle nature, Zephyr has a hard time connecting with those around him. His lack of motivation to pursue anything beyond a mutually beneficial relationship, has resulted in his apathetic attitude towards things and humans alike. Empathy has never been his strong suit, but it is now showing more than ever, seeing as he's willing to sacrifice anything and anyone for his own gain. His emotional disconnection to people runs just that deep.

Swimming/Fear of Water

Zephyr can't swim to save his life, and his mother's death only piles up to this as any sight of rivers, lakes, and anything of that like remind him of her dismay. As she sunk to the bottom of that watery grave between the unyielding grasps of the undead.

*Likes:

- Smoking

- One night stands

- Nature

- Animals

- Being alone

*Dislikes:

- His father

- Authority

- Bright lights

- Noise
- Being alone

*Reputation:

Weapons:

Lance

Despite all the advancements in weaponry prior to the apocalypse, Zephyr has always held a preference for his archaic lance. Not only because it's quite and quick at what it does, but also because he doesn't have to worry about maintaining it the same way you would a gun.

Butterfly Knives

Hiding beneath all that layering of clothes, would be his collection of butterfly knives. After years of extensive training and muscle memory, Zephyr has finally acquired a gift for using these beautiful, yet lethal blades.

Rank: Loner

Affiliations: Shortly after his friends death, Zephyr had joined a small group of survivors. He went on to coexist with them until the incident. He no longer has any sort of connections with them, and has sense been on his own.

Significant Other

- Open to discussion
Zephyr was far to busy with his academics, that he never really had any time to develop any sort of feelings for another individual. He's only ever been fueled by mutual interest and his libido. Despite all the opportunities that had been presented to him, he's only ever really indulged in brief moments of heated passion.

Offspring:

Zephyr has far too much going through his mind for him to want procreate.

Kin:

Unnamed Father deceased

Always being preoccupied with his business and political dealings, Zephyr's father rarely ever had a moment to spare for his son. This ultimately led to the distant and strained relationship they mutually embraced. His fathers cowaediance came as no surprise to Zephyr, so his death didn't necessarily impact him as much as it did for his mom; seeing as it meant a life of difficulty deceased

Jeong Da-eun (mother) deceased

Unlike his father, Zephyr actually shared a bond with his mother. Although she was a woman with her fair share of problems, she tried her best to raise her son as properly as she possibly could. When she wasn't partaking in the luxuries their wealthy life offered, she'd shower her son with her undivided attention and love. Zephyrs distrustful and and nonchalant behavior directed at women is a result of her passing. He views them as inferior and fragile beings that need to be protected.

Voice: Zephyr has an unusually cool and rich voice. Although not necessarily husky, it has an almost sharp and bass tone to it. However, it has the habit of switching between his more coarse and 'sleepy' tone when he's expressed interest in an individual.

Handwriting: Penmanship nowadays is relatively unnecessary, but it was one of the few things Zephyr had excelled at prior to the apocalypse. His perfectionist mannerisms make certain that every nook and cranny of every letter is written with such precise delicacy.

*Theme Song(s):

No turning back - Koda

History

Zephyr originates from one of the more wealthier parts of California. He was brought up in a well to do household that lacked nothing, except perhaps for dignity and integrity. His father— a successful businessman, and former politician was known for his cunning ways and tendencies to bite off more than he could handle. Whereas his mother was a woman of humble origins, but overtime had too, been corrupted by the false hope, wealth offered.

However, all of this Abundance was not meant to last long. Shortly after closing a deal with one of his business associates, Zephyr's fathers' closest business partner ran off with all their companies shares, which resulted in his fathers bankruptcy— and shortly after, the annulment of his political term, due to fraudulent activity under-covered mid-investigation. Unable to handle the reality of things, Zephyr's father committed suicide; Leaving both a 15 year old Zephyr and his delicate mother to pay off his debts and fend for themselves.

That was only the beginning of his burdens. Not even a month after his fathers contemptible death, the illness struck. First claiming his mother's life, and later his dear friend. Zephyr went on to travel by himself for sometime, acquiring skills he could never have had imagined he'd ever bear in his short existence on this despicable earth.

Never really settling in one place, Zephyr likes to be constantly on the move to avoid attachment to others, who aren't him, not that he bears much in mind for himself and simply master the terrain he's wondered for the past 5 years now. Within that time, Zephyr has only ever permitted one companionship. That to a middle aged man, who had selflessly helped both him and his mother survive towards the beginning of the apocalypse— while also teaching him everything he now knows.

Other: (Any other information you would like to include)

EDEN MILOS NEDBALEK

[paradise · dear · careless]

Age: 22; 4/27

Sex: Male

Sexuality: Bisexual

Appearance: The first thought an onlooker might have when looking at Eden is likely that he certainly would have been more attractive before the apocalypse started. They'd probably be right, too; his face still has a touch of handsomeness to it, with a defined jawline and cheekbones, thick eyebrows with a notable arch to them, and thick eyelashes with it. He has a pretty face, for sure, if you look past the fact you can't even see half of it because of the brutal wound that destroyed his right eye. Not that the worst of scarring is visible -- at the moment, he has it covered by his waning supply of bandages due to the fact it had recently reopened from a skirmish. All that's visible of that particular wound is a jagged scar that cuts across the bridge of his nose and ends below his left eye. Perhaps the scar highlights the gunmetal gray of his remaining eye, the hints of blue that scatter through it to give it the look of steel; perhaps it brings more attention to the dullness that makes his gaze colder than it is pretty. Maybe the fact that his dark hair sticks to his skin with his sweat and partially conceals his gaze comes as a relief.

Eden has a pretty figure, too, with an athletic build and a more than decent amount of muscle. The amount of fat on him is... less than ideal, giving him a concerningly gaunt silhouette, but it's nothing that isn't commonly found during a damned apocalypse. His legs are just as well-built as his arms from a mix of having had to do his own stunts as an actor and having to... well, survive as a post-apocalyptic. Criss-crossing his pale frame are scars, scars, and more scars, enough where it's almost difficult to decide what to look at with him. His knees and elbows are just about permanently scraped and his hands are remarkably calloused. He almost certainly has several medical concerns.

Attire: Eden has a... strange wardrobe, to say the least. For his top, he wears a black sleeveless turtleneck (it's unclear whether it was always sleeveless or if they got ripped off at some point, but he finds it better than going shirtless), and he dons a bloodied parka jacket slung over his shoulders that he seldom actually puts on. He wears black techwear pants (he finds that the pockets come in handy) and a basic pair of black boots.

Personality: If there was one way Eden could be described, it'd be "in a hurry". His outward demeanor is somewhat stoic, being cold and dismissive by nature. He's mostly quiet, rarely talking to others, always seeming a bit far-away when he does. A level of unapproachability permeates through everything he does, down to the intimidatingly dark and dull resting expression that he's usually found with (better known as a "resting bitch face") and the bored, half zoned-out look he takes whenever being spoken to. He's always working towards something, always preoccupied -- he never seems to have time for anyone, and he sure as hell won't stop for them. The coolheaded stoicism is really only the first layer of it all, though. He very rarely bothers with anything, tending to put as little effort as possible into anything required of him unless he wants to do it. He only really does the things he wants to do, anyway -- he has a pretty one-track mind, in that sense. It edges into straight-up stubbornness as it's pretty damn difficult to talk him out of something he's already decided he's going to do, especially considering the fact he's always been one to immediately act on those impulses, anyway.

The coolheadedness definitely is real, however, if a little bit too much so. Eden is pretty unbothered by just about anything, which most certainly doesn't help the fact that he is extremely reckless. Perhaps his impulsivity has built on his wit, as the fast-moving nature of his person has certainly allowed him to think out his next move quickly and never second-guess himself, even if he probably should be doing so. His ability to keep his cool in almost every situation is probably one of his better traits, as surprisingly, he doesn't really have much of a temper, either -- the most rage he seems to feel is a minor annoyance, and it never seems to escalate much farther than that.

Eden... isn't the most fun to be around, as one may have guessed. Or maybe he's incredibly fun to be around. Really, it depends on the person, because one aspect that can make or break (but usually break) a relationship with him is the mischievousness that's present in his every action. Yes, Eden is very much run by spite -- a dull sort of spite, sure, but spite nonetheless. Despite his generally stoic exterior, the rage that he seems to lack mostly sets itself in the way he messes with other people. He doesn't have a filter and will say incredibly provoking things if he feels like it, he'll plant lies here and there in the name of starting drama, he'll start meaningless arguments about whether cereal should be considered a soup, he'll act batshit just to confuse people... he takes joy in being incredibly unpredictable, and it's visible in the rare grins he'll flash after successfully pissing the people around him off.

God, does Eden love to start shit.

Strengths:

+ Actor :: Eden's an excellent actor and an even better liar. Notably, he can also cry on cue, but he rarely uses that aspect of this skill. +

+ Athletic :: He's generally a fairly athletic person, being able to get around easily and being pretty physically strong, too. Any definition of his muscles was mainly for cosmetics, so his physical strength is above average at most, but he's still extremely agile, as he was an actor who did his own stunts. +

+ Brave :: He can do whatever with minimal hesitation. Sometimes it's a good thing, something it's a bad thing, but Eden considers it a positive trait. +

Weaknesses:

- No Depth Perception :: Eden suffers from a condition generally referred to as having one eye that has greatly affected his depth perception. As such, he tries to keep away from ranged weaponry, as any attempt to pinpoint moving targets usually fails. -

- Unapproachable :: Being uncooperative by nature, Eden isn't the ideal coworker, considering how difficult it is to gain his trust or his loyalty. He isn't great to have around as a friend, either, considering the fact one of his favorite hobbies is to start drama or arguments. Maybe he's just better left alone. -

- Headstrong :: He does what he wants and does not listen to the will of others unless that will aligns with his own. It's incredibly difficult for someone to get him to change an opinion on something, or get him to listen to them in the first place. -

Likes:

+ Dogs. +

+ Fluffy things in general. +

+ Cold weather. +

+ Fried food. Not that he's gotten access to it since the apocalypse started, but... +

+ Mayhem. +

+ Waking up early enough that the sun hasn't risen yet. It's a nice feeling, and you get to catch the sunrise, too. +

Dislikes:

- Small talk. -

- Excessive questions. -

- When people expect anything of him. -

- Rain. -

- Overly sugary foods. They make him feel sick. -

- Onions. He got dared to eat one raw back in the day, and he was sick for days after that. -

Reputation: Being an ex-celebrity from when civilization was still intact, Eden is well-known, albeit only if your definition of well-known is a bit skewed. It's been over 5 years and he's an adult by now, and with that and his marred visage, he's really only recognized in the Tony Hawk sense (i.e. people either vaguely recognize his appearance but don't know where from or think it's a coincidence he shares a name with the actor). Because of the nature of their situation, the fact that Eden is still alive isn't really a known fact, but someone could probably figure out who he is if they thought about it hard enough.

Weapons:

- He's the proud owner of a somewhat chipped axe. Not the ideal weapon, but it does its job. -

- A swiss army knife. It's pretty low on durability and too small to be incredibly useful but still comes in handy often. -

- A pistol. He only has 3 bullets on hand, but that doesn't matter. It's not meant for fighting. -

Rank: N/A; Loner

Affiliations: If accepted, TBD.

Significant Other: N/A, previous love interest is dead.

Offspring: N/A

Kin:

Claudia Nedbalek - Mother - Deceased

Finnick Nedbalek - Father - Deceased

Voice: His voice is somewhere between light and deep, if a little bit on the deeper side. There's a slight melodious and smooth tone to it; it probably would have been more noticeable if there wasn't a slight rasp to it, now, from thirst and probably a little bit of throat trauma.

Handwriting: His handwriting is best described as "simple". It's not chicken scratch, for sure, but it's something close to that -- capital letters scrawled across the page as quickly as possible as can still be legible.

Theme Song(s):

What Have You Become? - MNQN

History: When he was 16, Eden was a hotshot.

To be more specific, he was a child actor. He'd been acting since he was 13 or so, and upon getting a good role in a movie that ended up becoming especially popular, his popularity skyrocketed along with it. He'd always been a pretty good actor, and being a fairly attractive teenage boy definitely helped his chances. He didn't get the chance to get huge, so his fame was mild, at most, but he did have hardcore fans.

Not that it matters, anymore.

(Extremely brief; if anyone thinks their character would know Eden well as a celebrity, then I can elaborate on the things they'd know. Else will be revealed in RP.)

Other: If I need to change anything, do let me know!