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Rhys Cadell

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“I'd tell you to go to hell, but I don't want to see you there.”

Full Name:

Rhys Eamon Cadell

{Rhys "Reese"--Passion}

{Eamon--Rich Protector}

{Cadell--Battle}

Nickname(s):

Reese's Pieces (An oh so creative play on his name, and a nickname he despises)

Age:

24

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Bisexual

Elite Role:

Death

Place of Birth:

Northampton, United Kingdom

"If the devil is a man of wealth and taste, then love you're looking at him."

Appearance:

Predatory in stature yet undoubtedly pretty is Rhys. The young man physically possesses a more chiseled diamond shaped and unblemished face that has a set of defined cheekbones, a sharp jawline, and a softly rounded chin. It’s a face that is completely clean shaven, and he keeps it this way at all times. Rhys’ eyes fall into the realm of eerily enchanting with the collision of various shades of green in his eyes. Ripple upon ripple of dark forest hues, vibrant jade shades, and even a bright electric lime all make up the green spectacle that are Rhys’ eyes. Framed by a thinner but dark and curled set of lashes, his eye type is best described as hooded. Rhys’ green orbs aren’t always expressive in emotion unless he wants them to be, but when he consciously channels emotion through them, it makes his intentions incredibly easy to read. Above are his eyebrows that are thinner yet possess a defined ending arch. Unlike his eyes, his brows tend to be fairly expressive whether he likes it that way or not. Rhys’ nose is best described as aquiline -average-; having that of a straight slope and base. Below rests an easily defined cupid's bow, which adds a soft flare of definition to his facial front. In addition, the lips that form his multitude of smiles, smirks, and grimaces are that of a soft shade of nude -with a faint blush pink undertone-.

Rhys’ hair is something he takes minimal pride in, although he hardly has to do much with it to sustain its sleek slicked back appearance. With his shade of hair primarily being that of a pale ice blonde, it also possesses a subtle drained-of-color oak ombre contrast at the roots. His lockes sit in a fairly straight fashion on top while the sides fare a little shorter. The longer tufts of his hair aren’t long enough to fall into his eyes, with only a few stray wisps curtaining the sides of his forehead and face from time to time should he not have his hair slicked back. While it’s lacking in frizz, as well as any semblance of “poof”, evidently his hair holds much natural volume to it. Not to mention shine, so perhaps he does take a bit more pride in his glamour worthy hair than he lets on.

Standing at a respectable 6”2, Rhys’ height serves his vast ego very little justice. That alone is evident with his confident strides and disciplined yet haughty posture. His primary build is a bit more triangular; starting with broader shoulders and dwindling down into his narrower set hips. Rhys doesn’t have an insanely muscular build to him, but he does maintain and keep an evident presence of muscle and toning along his arms, legs, and core. Even with his fairly light share of toning, and primary build, the young man can still seem subtly feminine figured. That would just be the prominent nimbleness to Rhys, however. His body possesses very few scars, with the most noticeable surrounding his arms and legs from past boyish rough housing, but even those are rather faint. Rhys’ complexion can be best described as a soft ivory. Complimentary cooler undertones to Rhys’ already lighter complexion allow his overall appearance to stand out in a way that’s still very much easy on the eyes as well. And while he’s not one to burn in the sun, the young man can say that if he spends enough time in it, that he can pull off a rather nice tan. He’d call it a perk of his distant Portuguese ancestors, although one could hardly see that genetic strain within the prominently fair skinned Englishman.

Rhys’ voice is on the slightly deeper end of the vocal spectrum, but it’s not actually that heavy, as it possesses a smoother ring to it. Perhaps it’s a little huskier at times, especially when he’s in an authoritarian or particularly frustrated mood, but otherwise it’s rather light and typically always easy on the ears. It does have a softer side to it, but overall his voice conveys a subtle exhaustion with a dominant tone of charisma and a hint of ever-present sarcasm and mockery.

Attire wise, Rhys is a young man who generally dresses according to his mood. More often than not though, lightweight attire that resides in the realm of greyscale is what he sports. His wardrobe is far more vast than most people’s, but he has a fancy for variety. More often than not, when it comes to casual fit, Rhys may decide on simple T-shirts and sweatpants, perhaps even a light hoodie should there be a chill in the environment he finds himself in. Formally, no one pulls off blazers and slacks better than this Englishman. Rhys will garb himself in perfectly tailored blazers in a multitude of various colors, because he can definitely pull off any color. And if not slacks in terms of his choice in finer pants, then he does enjoy sporting flat fronted pants. It’s fairly impossible to narrow down exactly what Rhys will be wearing on any given day due to his spontaneous moods, so it’s best to expect the unexpected with him. Of course, this isn’t to say the young man doesn’t greatly enjoy strutting in lavish, expensive attire when possible as well. Because he does, very much so. And jewelry? Rhys enjoys most types of hand jewelry, ear cuffs, as well as the occasional flashy necklace and bracelet. Typically there are highly pristine looking black sneakers he parades in attached to his feet too, but his shoes also have quite a diverse array to them depending on what he feels he should be wearing (the man loves his footwear, don’t judge).

"Pretty, perfect, and priceless. I'm quite the triple threat."

Personality:

There are many ways to describe the complexities behind the makeup of Rhys as an individual. To some, he’s a rather dashing and daring soul with charisma and cockiness being some of his most defining traits, which are only natural considering he’s a being full of pride. In simple summary, a suave charismatic creature is Rhys, and amid his many masks, his charm usually fails to waver regardless of circumstance. His charisma has just enough pizzazz to woo who he needs to, and to win over most people he desires. Flashing his dazzling smiles and using pretty words works well in his favor as well. And as for his charm, it would be of little value if Rhys could not wield the essence of flirting well. And for certain, he is a rather flirtatious individual. It’s primarily his chosen method of communication for amusement, such as to fluster the men or women that are the object of his desire for entertainment, and more often than not he has little warmth or authentic affection behind his antics. It’s led to a few being led on, it’s led to several scorned hearts, and definitely more than one fling. Not all lovers take his disinterest in them after some time well, and this he expects, so once the fun is done… a line of great distance is drawn. Not all individuals abide by this line though, which is rather irritating, but Rhys usually manages to carefully dance his way out of any real consequences with exes.

Despite this initial facade, Rhys certainly possesses a more cynical nature to him. He is a man who is far from heroic, but just a touch out of complete villainy. There is a lurking yet alluring danger to his entire demeanor, that akin to a flaming light to an unsuspecting moth. Sweet smiles with a seemingly trustworthy face could very well make up one’s first impression of Rhys, just as he ensures. Prowling beneath his surface though is where an entity that revels in the joy of deceptions and frequent manipulations resides. But after all, what good would the bearer of Death be without a touch of cruelty? It’s as if he was born for the role of a morally gray predator that disguises its wolfish nature beneath authentic sheep's clothing though. And this, Rhys sees as an enthralling role in his life. A lifestyle he enjoys at the very least. To sweetly dance into the lives, perhaps even hearts of many, only to reveal his deceit at a moment far too late for his victim to ever cry wolf. But regardless of how he decides to play to win in this life of his, Rhys almost always gets what he’s after.

This doesn’t necessarily condemn Rhys to being that of evil, though the word ‘nice’ in itself does not quite come close to capturing the better side of him. But as someone who does tend to scheme and plot his way into being a beneficiary of whatever he desires, he does this very well, and thus his successes in life reflects such skill. What he starts he finishes, and that is an absolute promise no matter his doings. In a sense this does make him a scarily ambitious man, and one that does not tolerate failure, nor does he respond well to things not going his way. One of the most dangerous aspects of Rhys is his more mercurial and moody tendencies. His emotions, as well as decisions, can tend to be quite volatile and flippant without a shred of warning. It’s certainly a side to him that makes him rather unpredictable, and paired with his already highly flexible and self-serving moralities… it makes for quite the character.

Loyalty? Eh. There is no obligation Rhys feels to follow through for anyone outside of a very select group of individuals, and only for those people is the Englishman fiercely loyal towards. This typically makes him appear to be a fairly selfish individual, which isn’t quite wrong, and his selfishness is more often than not fueled by his unquenchable greed. The man never can have enough currency, or awe worthy possessions. Prettily crafted items, such as cars, jewelry, knives, and other luxuries hold a special place in his heart, and oh can Rhys boast about his plethora of beauties. Even out of the realm of those finer things in life, he naturally tends to pine after pretty things, including men and women… though hardly are his intentions pure.

Being manipulative is a very deeply embedded flaw etched into Rhys’ making. While not to the point he uses it strictly for malice, more often than not he does use it for his typical selfish gain. Playing people is too easy, and Rhys honestly sees no issue in using his puppeteering skills to his advantage. And while his ego can be a part of his otherwise charm, it also tends to be one of his greater flaws. It’s so massive that he hardly has much empathy, sympathy, or otherwise care for others. While he can come across as purposely apathetic, Rhys doesn’t always actually mean to, or even realize that whatever situation he’s in requires emotional availability. Rhys doesn’t actually have a large amount of that to offer. It could very well be because he himself is guarded and wouldn’t be caught dead indulging in or talking girlishly about “feelings”, let alone acknowledging them. Anything involving genuine emotions has never quite been his strong suit, but he can certainly act if need be. Despite his knack for lying and acting however, he’s actually rather blunt when he wants to be. Otherwise, in terms of flaw, he can just be an absolute ass. That’s the absolute best way to describe Rhys sometimes.

On a better note, the Englishman has quite the sense of humor. It can be light and witty, or it can be dark and offensive. Regardless, he can fire off humor for just about any kind of situation. With that being said, Rhys is a very snarky man. Usually not blatantly when he’s trying to achieve specific goals, but everything about his tone usually possesses some shred of subtle amusement. It doesn’t help that he has a judgy, yet subtly mocking gleam to his eyes almost all of the time either. In addition, Rhys is fully capable of spitting leveling insults at anyone bold enough to try serving him first. Easily he makes being rude an art, and he would think of himself as the master of that craft. Rhys is also a man that has little problem with prying when it comes to learning about others, however he doesn’t appreciate when people do the same thing back to him. Perhaps he is a bit of a hypocrite in more ways than one, but he hardly acknowledges that fact. He doesn’t exactly acknowledge when he’s being insensitive, rude, blunt, or many other annoying qualities either, but mostly because he doesn’t care if it bothers others.

"My middle finger salutes you, dear."

Likes:

Himself; that should be given

Experiencing The Finer Things in Life; money, clothes, accessories, pretty cars, lovers, frequenting lavish places, travel, etc.

Alcohol; though he doesn’t drink obsessively… usually, unless he finds a cause worthy of heavily indulging for

Music; Rhys has an interesting taste in music to say the least, though usually it fares between alternative and varying rock genres, but he is partial to listening to music sarcastically (happy music in a horrid moment is something he finds humorous)

Fashion; Rhys is a highly fashion savvy fellow, and will not hesitate to judge or school others when he deems their own attire ‘unseemly’

Storms; Particularly thunderstorms with an abundance of thunder and lightning, as he’s always found a sense of peace amid natural chaos

Flirting; Flustering individuals is quite a fun pastime, even if his banter and antics have no premeditated outcome

Dislikes:

Authority; Rhys has never been good with others telling him what to do, but he can most certainly work around this dislike

People Chewing Gum; Call it a pet peeve, but it annoys the piss out of Rhys to see people chomping obnoxiously on gum, and he gets far too irritated to hold a conversation with someone whilst they chew it

Being Abandoned; Rhys will always leave another behind before they have the chance to desert him, so he’d rather hurt others than to be hurt

Country Music; It’s rubbish, the Englishman will never come around to listening to such a horrible sound, he won’t even consider it a genre of music

Having His Slumber Interrupted; Seriously, there better be a damn good reason to interrupt his rest, he only gets so much

Being Belittled; Nothing gets Rhys to snap faster than anyone trying to belittle him, he loathes it

Strengths:

Charismatic; His charm serves him well in most aspects of his life

His Abilities; Rhys has nearly succeeded in mastering most -if not all- of the abilities that pertain to his role as Death's chosen Elite

Manipulative; While most view this quality as grotesque, Rhys knows how to use manipulation well in a variety of aspects

Quick Reflexes; Reacting fast to stimulus is something Rhys does with ease

Agile; Being a more nimble individual, it’s only natural that Rhys tends to be a more agile person in general, and his endurance is quite impressive as well, although he hardly has to put this strength to much use

Ambitious; Rhys strives ferociously for success

Passionate; It’s relatively self-explanatory, but Rhys is a very passionate individual when it comes to the things in his life, whether that be in the realm of business or pleasure

Weaknesses:

Brute Strength; Rhys is many things, but a lone power house is not one of those things

Mercurial; His flippant and unpredictable changes in mood and decisions are something that place him in dangerous situations often

Arrogant; His pride and ego drown out any ability to be empathetic, and because he thinks so highly of himself, it hardly leaves room in his life for others to get very close

Deceptive; Rhys has little issue with lying and scheming if it best serves him in the long run, or on occasion he constructs fabulous lies and fabrications on the whim for the mere fun of it

Stubborn; To the point that this side of him -as well as a combination of other things- could very well land him into deep trouble one day

Greed; The things he’ll do out of his lust for wealth is monstrous, and because he lacks the ability to deter himself from desiring more than what he already has… well issues do tend to arise for Rhys from time to time

"Oh, I don't rise from the ashes. I make them."

Kin:

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"I'll see your hot mess and raise you a walking disaster."

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Allerick "Alek" Arquette

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“If it’s the wrong place and the wrong time… I’ll be there.”

Full Name:

Allerick Rune Arquette

{Allerick–King}

{Rune–Secret}

{Arquette–Little Bow}

Nickname(s):

Alek (Preferred Name)

Age:

20

Gender:

Male

Sexuality:

Heterosexual

Elite Role:

The Elements

Place of Birth:

Las Vegas, Nevada

"I'm only here to establish a solid alibi."

Appearance:

Alek is easily passed off as an individual fairing just above the average spectrum appearance wise. He physically fronts a traditionally 'handsome' masculine heart shaped face that in truth is a bit softer in terms of both definition and being chiseled. The only slight "imperfections" on the young man's face would be a small beauty mark on the right side of his lower chin, and faint freckles that litter solely along the bridge of his nose. Alek’s color of eyes alone though are a beautifully blue spectacle. These eyes of his are a vibrant periwinkle with softer brown flecks within them that surround the iris’. Framed by a thinner but dark set of lashes, his eye type is best described as almond; with a deeper crease in his eyelid that creates an attractive depth to his features. While his eyes do typically betray him by conveying the majority of his emotions, the crow lines at the corner of his eyes indicate he probably smiles way more than he should (most of his smiles are insincere or forced anyway). Above are eyebrows that are an average thickness with a faint arch to the endings. The straight structure and slope of Alek’s nose is simpler, and perhaps the most mediocre piece of his facial attributes as well. In addition, the lips that form his multitude of smiles and frowns are that of a soft shade of rose and possess a slight resting downturn to them.

Now, Alek's hair is something he very much prefers to put pride into, most of the time that is. Typically, the young man has it styled into a messy quiff; with his delicate longer ringlets being forced into the mold of a 'controlled chaos' kind of hairstyle. When it’s not fashioned to be in that preferred style though, his hair just naturally possesses an untamed essence. Its deep oak coloring is nearly passable as a sleek black upon a first glimpse, and yet in a multitude of lighting, it reflects a prominent brunette shine. There is a bit of poof to his wild tufts and ringlets, but the most notable and mention worthy aspect to his hair's general appearance is its sleek voluminous nature.

Standing at a relatively average 5”11, Alek’s height also tends to reflect his relatively average ego influx. That alone is evident with his less disciplined and relaxed posture, and a small linger in each step. His primary build is a bit more rectangular; starting with shoulders that just barely pass as ‘broad’, and dwindling down to his straighter set of hips that near perfectly align with his shoulders. Alek is someone that doesn’t have a very muscular build, but he does have an evident amount of gentle toning. If he didn’t have that -average- toned build to him, he would honestly be on the verge of having a more twiggish, Jack Skellington type build to him with. It’s a little bit of an exaggeration, but he would be fairly thin. His body isn’t littered with many marks other than a few less than honorable stories to go along with a few of his more defined scars along his arms, chest, and back. Alek’s skin tone is that of a light olive; meaning it isn’t abundantly warm, but his complexion is noticeably a little darker compared to ivory toned individuals. He possesses warmer undertones as well, which allow him to tan far nicer -and easier- when he spends an abundance of time under the sun.

In terms of dressage, Alek has two dominant wardrobes; his bad boy garbs, and his chill clothes. As a self-proclaimed rebel rouser, it’s only natural he tries to look the part with a black leather jacket, skinny jeans, pocket chains, and black converse. *If* he decides to wear a shirt under his leather jacket, it’ll usually always be a white wife beater, or a tighter fitting white graphic T-shirt. And for his chill clothes, it’s usually sweatpants and hoodies; occasionally sleeveless hoodies as well. All of his clothes reside within the realm of greyscale though, and more often than not have more cynically graphic depictions or phrases on them.

"Everything I like is either illegal, expensive, or won't text me back."

Personality:

WIP

"I'm not useless... I can be used as a great bad example!"

Likes:

Laughter; Whether it be his own, or if he’s getting others to laugh, it genuinely makes Alek feel good enough to pretend that he’ll never feel negatively again

Adventure/Mischief; Finding things to do that busy himself, or things that come with a thrill of some sort are things Alek is always down for, as well as constantly seeking. It would be even better with a partner in crime, but he makes a pretty good dynamic uno

Pets; They’ve always gifted Alek a sense of purpose out of their dependence on him, and he’s always grown very deeply emotionally close to every pet he’s ever owned.

Winter; Alek has always had a positive relationship with the cold, and winter in particular. It makes him feel at peace being in a frigid serenity, and maybe even a little numb to his usually racing thoughts and heavy feelings

Parties; Places where people are living up their lives, and the vibes are all rising to Cloud 9, are places where Alek will flock to. The music, dancing, and living like there isn’t a care in the world is just too therapeutic for Alek to pass up

Dislikes:

His Family; Alek is very much the outcasted black sheep with his non-existent desire to be materialistic, or to waste his life striving for money and a lifestyle he doesn’t want

Himself; The guy hates just about everything about himself, and is often stuck in a battle of persevering through his issues, or throwing the fight of his life

Expectations; Alek cannot handle being an entity burdened by expectation, he’s endured it too much. He’s fallen short of his parents expectations, he’s fallen short of the expectations in Catholicism, and really he just can’t handle letting anyone else down

Loud/Aggressive Individuals; While Alek is more likely to attempt deescalation to avoid severe confrontation, he is not afraid to throw hands. Loud people usually get under his skin, just because they’re more prone to absorb the attention in the room, but Alek can tolerate them to a point

Negativity; He’s already struggling with negativity he can’t help, so he will remove himself from people who are abundantly negative, and he will do his best to avoid spaces teeming with negative energy

Strengths:

Humor; It works as a defense mechanism, but he also just enjoys humor, and not to mention he’s just a relatively funny guy

Intelligent; Astonishingly, Alek is a brilliant young man. He thoroughly enjoys technological engineering, coding, and electrical engineering. Just about anything in the tech world is Alek's preferred domain

Agile; Amid all of Alek’s various physical activities, it’s made him a fairly agile fellow. While he is no power house, he is at the very least quick on his feet and capable of great endurance

Caring; Alek is a sincerely caring individual, and will go completely out of his way for anyone who gives him the time of day. He can’t stand seeing anyone crying, either, he’s not sure why it hurts him so much to see… but he will do everything in his power to cease other people’s crying

Non-judgmental; As someone who has been judged and tossed aside for being different, Alek doesn’t have the heart to judge anyone. It’s not his place, and he does not want to feel responsible for making someone else feel like an outcast.

Weaknesses:

Impulsive; Doing before thinking is usually why Alek ends up in so much trouble, but he can’t help but to live this way

Addiction; Admittedly he was a lot worse with abusing mood stabilizers and things he picked up off of streets as a teen, but now he’s really only an addicted smoker, and for the past year has made the choice to keep up with NA meetings once a week just to attempt to keep himself in check

Mental Health; He really just drew the short end of the stick in terms of mental health, among other things, but this does tend to hinder his quality of life the most

Self-loathing; It’s fairly straight forward, he hates himself, and this quality makes his lows a dangerous time for him

Reckless; Chasing thrills to feel something other than sadness is something that could very much get him killed one day… but would that really be so bad?

"I'm fine, promise."

Kin:

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"You know, lots of things are totally overrated; sobriety, eternal peace, and all of that boring stuff."