Name: Michael Shane Evans

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Graysexual

Role: Descendant of Reaper

Relationship with Power:

Primary: It's a cool power in his opinion, the ability to teleport anywhere he has been to. He has used it a few times before, he doesn't tak advantage of it all too much, being told to keep low key and all that; and he doesn't want to be overly reliant on it.

He'd used to have trouble with using it. It was a struggle to even get to the next room. And then he'd appear on a table or something, once or twice he had even gotten into a trash can, of all things. He had broken a few things that way, at least they weren't really valuable. Now, he has improved his ability by a bit; he has much less trouble with the whole thing, it's not quite second-nature yet, but almost.


Secondary: For this one, having just gotten it, he has little experience with it. A better phrasing, is that he is unable to control this new power. It personally creeps him out, the whole spirit thing; he also doesn't like the sound of the whole...spirit possession thing.

Appearance:

Standing at 5'7, Michael isn't the tallest person in a crowd, but isn't the shortest either. He is slender in build, which makes him seem almost delicate. But he isn't one to be underestimated. He possesses a surprising amount of strength for his appearance, something he clearly got from his father; a man who had been tall and slender, and impressively strong. His body is strong and athletic from regular use: running, climbing, and swimming among other things have built up his physical strength.

Michael has a naturally pale skin tone, that usually has a light tan in the seasons where he can be outside more. He has the kind of skin, that no matter how much he's out in the sun, it will only get a light tan; not that he wants a darker tan that is, he's usually careful with his skin in regards to sun damage. He has a few scars here and there, mostly from accidents. Nothing really notable and not visible underneath his clothing.

His hair color is black, a straight black, dark as a clear night with no moon to illuminate the sky. He isn't a fan of long hair so it is cut short; though recently he had been talked into letting it grow a little longer, just past his eyes. So now, his hair style is a bit different than the simple, just leave it how it is, attitude Michael usually takes. With the current length, he is now combing the left side of his hair back behind his ear, except for a lock that would not go back without it looking weird, so it currently in front of his ear in its natural place; the right side is not combed back and instead is left in its natural position beside his eye, making it look longer than the other side. On the right side, a lock of hair curls away from the main chunk of hair, the piece has a little split in the middle so that it looks like it is two pieces; the tips end just above his eyebrow. It isn't a complicated hairstyle, quite simple, and it compliments his face. He is quite close to just getting it cut again, he still doesn't care for long hair; it's amazing that he's kept his hair that length for as long as he had. Speaking of hair, he doesn't really have a lot of body hair. He was told by his father that he has some native American in him as an explaination.

Michael's face shape that is soft but kind of angular, if that makes sense. He does have sharper facial features, but unlike some, his face isn't all sharp edges.

While most of him is not particularly attention-grabbing in appearance, his eyes are certainly eyecatching. They are colored gray. Not a shade of blue that looks light gray if you glance at them, not gray-green or a different shade of blue-gray. No, they are a true gray. It is a highly recognizable eye color, to say the least; one does not simply come across a person with eyes the color of stone everyday, after all, gray is one of the most rarest human eye colors around. Sure, green, blue, and amber, are among the rarest as well; but one typically sees those colors more often than true gray. The shape of these eyes are upturned, meaning that they are slightly angular, the outer corner has a slight life, and is reminiscent of a cat's eye.

Something unnerving about Michael, is his gaze. There is a cold, calculating look in those striking gray eyes. It is one that can make the back of one's neck prickle when being stared at for any length of time. Like he is sizing them up, analyzing, picking out their strengths and weaknesses.

Michael is a handsome young man, not the kind that turns heads wherever he goes, but still attractive in his own right.

His natural way of movement is quiet. Not entirely silent, but quite hard to hear unless it is very quiet or if one is specifically listening for those steps. As a result, he has startled many others, including his own family, by them turning around and then seeing him there when he wasn't there previously. Some find it a bit unsettling how he can so easily come up behind them with barely a whisper of noise; or to turn their head and find him beside them or in a different location than they last saw him in. And no, he wasn't using his teleportation ability in those circumstances. It is a skill that is helpful though, unnerving qualities aside.

Michael has a British accent, more or less light , it is enough to be noticable but not really enough to alter the way he speaks; it can get thicker, usually when he is startled or scared. He got it from his mother, who was born in London. It's a more upper class sounding one, from his description, not whichever one has the more (in his opinion) lower class, slang accent. Combined with how he speaks softly most of the time, he has been told he sounds quite charming; he doesn't care for this description of his voice though.

Attire & Accessories:

Michael wears regular, practical clothing. He isn't fond of flashy or particularly eyecatching things, jewlery and clothing alike. For warmer weather, a T-shirt and athletic pants; for cooler weather, it's a long sleeve, a jacket if it's cold enough, and still athletic pants. He just likes those pants, they are tight enough around the waist to stay on even when he is really active; loose for optimal range of movement without being restricted, yet firm enough around the waist to prevent them from falling down. He actually doesn't know the correct term for those pants. He carries at least one knife on his person, just in case he needs it. He will wear shoes until they cannot be worn anymore.

Personality:

Michael is a bit of an interesting character. Like everyone, his personality has contradictions, which contrast each other in a way that makes him unique from other people. At first glance, he comes off as someone of the quieter sort, not too social; a tad bit aloof even. Not very remarkable in any way, really. If one watches him for a few minutes at least, then they'll notice how he seems to be watching others around him, sometimes out of the corner of his eye surreptitiously, sometimes in a blatant manner; and mostly in a casual way, looking at people with no particular focus but definitely watching them all the same. He may sometimes come off as shy, but he is not. Although he is not all too fond of being in the spotlight, because it is not in his nature to purposely seek attention; he has no problem being up in the thick of things, just as long as he is not the direct focus of attention. He also doesn't come off as an overly emotional person, more neutral in temperment at the first meeting; unless he has a reason to not be like that. While at first glance, Michael doesn't seem like anything special, if someone takes a closer look beyond a superficial glance, they will find an edge to that seemingly ordinary nature; calculating and alert, much like the look in his eyes, the kind of thing that very much has the potiental to be dangerous. Some people choose to keep him at an arm's distance if they notice that, not trusting him in the same way one would not trust a viper to not strike; some choose to simply stay away from him, watching warily from the sidelines. Some act indifferent to him, treating him normally while just keeping an eye on him, just...just in case. He, for the most part, is naturally cautious when interacting with those he doesn't know; then opening up after he gets a bearing on the other person's personality and such. Sometimes he'll purposefully prod at them, just to gauge their temperment further if he can't get an exact bead on them; testing the waters.

Surprisingly, this young man has a fiercer nature, and is quick to anger, but for the most part he keeps it under control, doesn't let it show, unwilling to let the other party know that they have effected him. But he will make it clear that he will not stand to be pushed around, he is not a passive person, and never will, despite how he appears; he is well aware that sometimes, he has to show his fangs or else be branded a pushover. He will stand up, snap, fight, show that he is not one to be messed with. Now, with his temperment being on the more shorter end of things, his patience is a bit shorter than someone graced with a longer fuse. Bless him, he does his best to keep his emotions under control, but, as with all humans, he is not perfect and his emotional control can slip at times. Others are sometimes surprised when his hot-tempered nature makes an appearance, which is fair, he is one of the people one would least expect to have a temper on him. His anger, is not so much explosive and blazing like fire; it is more cold and fierce and quiet, deadly. Although, if pushed to the very limits of his tolerence, he can certainly explode. Yeah, he has never been one to take things lying down, he will fight back, even if it seems like he has accepted whatever it is, be sure that there will be retaliation; while his first impulse is to act immediately, he knows that sometimes he has to wait for what he wants, so he does as the situation demands.

Michael is an intelligent young man. Calculating by nature, combined with his heritage and the powers that come with it, he could certainly pose a threat if he were to ever turn on others. But luckily, he doesn't have any wish to do so. Anyways,

He can be quite apathetic sometimes. He just can't stand the stupidity of people, and besides, bad things happen to good people; the world has been like that for a long time, and there's nothing he can do. This...doesn't really portray him in a good light, especially if it's the first meeting and he is just going 'I don't care'. As long as it doesn't affect himself and those he cares about, he just doesn't...really care. He isn't cruel, and he will interfere in some things, like, a murder or something like that; he just knows that bad things happen regularly. Take his indifference as you will, it's his opinion and attitude, you can't really change it.

Michael is a person who is independent and strong of will. He is not one to back down easily, never been much of a follower, never been one to happily take orders from someone else. Sure, he will listen to someone if he knows what they are doing, and if it's a matter of life or death and mere seconds are esscential tipping the scales; he is not stupid, he is aware that in those situations, obedience might be the very thing that keeps himself and others alive. But outside of necessity? He...he doesn't have a mind for obeying. It is clear that he is not one for blind loyalty or obedience; his trust and respect has to be earned, otherwise, one will find that they will have a time trying to get Michael to do something that he doesn't want to do. He's very stubborn when he wants or needs to be. Although he usually won't be stubborn without reason...usually, there are always exceptions, despite it seems like he is refusing to do something just for the sake of being bullheaded. When working with others, whoever is the leader can get understandably frustrated with him going 'why?' when asked or ordered to do something. He just likes to know what is going on, and sometimes to see how far he could push it. All in all, he can be stubborn when he wants to be. Needless to say, if he doesn't like something, he will voice it.

Michael can be somewhat manipulative if he needs to be. Usually small things; playing peoples' views of him to his advantage, taking advantage of a situation, faking something to escape punishment or to help someone out. Like, if it needs to be done, then he will do it; he doesn't take it too far. And he is pretty good at it. But for the most part, he doesn't do it very often.

He shows care by actions mainly; sometimes he will use words for when he wants to be more subtle. This applies in romantic and platonic relationships; he doesn't really know how he would act in a romantic relationship, mainly because the one he had been in a few years backs had gone down the drain fast. Anyways, he knows that words can be said insincerely and/or can be used to manipulate, God knows he's done that on occasion; so words isn't his first option when it comes to friendships. He is a nice person once you get to know him, he's just nicer; and very loyal, don't forget that. This might be apparent with how he dresses, but he isn't a vain person.


Likes:

-Fire

-Exercise

-Most animals

-Being alone

-Music


Dislikes:

-Nicknames

-Small dogs

-The ocean or sea

-Crowds

-Loud noises

-Authority figures

Strengths:

-Stealth. Truly, this is one of his natural talents. He can move so quietly and swiftly, that on countless occasions, a member of his family would start talking to him, not realizing that he had gotten up and left. Not to mention the people outside his family he has startled. Now, he is not trained in stealth or anything like that, but he is still good enough to take most others off guard.

-He's a good fire starter. Need a fire? He's the man. Doesn't have anything to do with his arsonist history, nope. Not at all.

-He is pretty quick and agile, and has a tendency of worming into places where he should by logic, shouldn't be able to get into. He's like a cat in that regard.

-Intelligence.

-He is in good shape. He likes exercise, running, swimming, climbing; and won't shy away from a fight.



Weaknesses: Michael has a horrible sense of direction. He is definitely not a person who can instinctive navigate a unfamiliar city or the middle of nowhere with no landmarks. He cannot. Again, his instinctive sense of direction is so horrible it may as well not be there.

He has thalassophobia; the fear of deep bodies of water, like the sea, ocean, pools or lakes. In this case, he will avoid open water; he has no problem with pools. But, like the sea or ocean? Nope

His attitude might not be the best for working in a team, or being around people. Plus, he can come off as a scheming or deceiving person, so that's not the best thing for people to think of someone. From his apathy in certain situations to the way he comes off to others.

His more aggressive nature. Sure, he tries to keep it under control, but it still makes an appearance. His temper too. It is still easy for him to get mad, and it can make an appearance.

Social interactions. He doesn't like to be around people, much less interact with them.

Backstory: Michael was always an odd child. He didn't have many friends when he was young, his calculating stare and snappish behavior were especially apparent, and that seemed to deter others from trying to be friends with him. In school, he had the reputation of being the scary one among his peers. Not that he really wanted friends, but still. His at home life was tense, one of those situations that the parents had fallen out of love and were keeping it together for the sake of the child. He would hear his parents arguing, sometimes screaming at each other when they thought he had gone to sleep; then as time went on, they started being less discreet, snapping at each other when he was a few feet away, one of them storming out the door when it got too intense. Sometimes it surprised him that the doors didn't wield to the force and frequency of slamming them so hard. Perhaps this is partly why his anger issues were so bad.

His snappish behavior often got him into trouble, at school he got into so many fights, sure he got his ass kicked about ninety-nine percent of the time; he was small for his age, but he did win quite a few times. His parents sure didn't like this behavior, and it always lead to heated arguments between him and them; something he remembers a lot is the phrase "If you don't control yourself, someone will do it for you" his mother or father would tell him. He started to loose the self-blame for his parent's friction at age eight, that was when his misbehavior went up several notches: acting disrespectfully toward his parents, aruging with them; being more hostile towards others, in school and with everyday interactions. Which got him in a load of trouble and more restrictions being placed upon him. His personality was that of a mortally wounded animal backed into a corner combined with a rabid animal. Despite his intense anger issues, there still was that calculating part to him; which was an interesting combination, and honestly that part of him unnerved his parents especially.

This went on for a while. His parents tried getting him help, because the anger was seriously problematic for them, but it didn't really work. Needless to say, it wasn't a happy childhood. When he was thirteen, he finally started spending less time at home, just wandering around a park or the streets, although he tried to be somewhere safer than the streets. At this point, he started making a serious attempt to control his short-temper; he realized that by letting others see him angry, that means they win, and he decided that he didn't like to have others see that they have affected him in that manner. For several years he stuck with it stubbornly, and for the most part, succeeded in controlled his emotions, he decided that he liked to present a more cool, calculating demeanor; besides, it was already part of his personality, he just let the tempermental side win. Predictably, he earned a dislike of authority figures due to his growing up, and he resisted hard against anyone who was a leader, who tried to make him do things; and this followed him to adulthood.

Finally, when he turned sixteen, his parents divorced; he honestly had no clue why they didn't do so sooner. He ended up in his father's custody, which was preferable to his mother. It was kind of better, although Michael mostly ghosted around the house, avoiding him. The relationship was still very strained, and he isn't someone who forgets easily. And life continued like that, up until his eighteen birthday.

RP Example: One

And, I know this isn't necessary, but for my more put together RP forms:

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Activity Level: I'd say like... a 7-9? I'm pretty active.

Trivia: Michael has the remarkable ability to turn his head at a full 180 degrees to either side. It has freaked out anyone who had witnessed him do this, to be honest, it is a bit terrifying to watch. Maybe one or two people may even use the word 'nauseating'.

Michael does not like being called 'Mike' or 'Mikey'. If his first name is too long for someone, then he will insist on them using his last name.

He had nearly gotten himself arrested several times, the reason? Arson. He will also suggest fire as a solution to a problem fairly often, mostly as a joke, but sometimes he is totally serious about the suggestion.

Michael's level of stealth is directly inspired by my own.

He got sick a lot as a child. Apparently his immune system had much to be desired.

Name

Asa Shumirova

Gender

Feminine

Sexuality

Straight

Role

The Lover's Descendant

Relationship with Ability

Has been able to use it intuitively from birth. Sometimes, she would just 'know' what someone was thinking or feeling. Having never been told of her power, Asa would often second-guess herself, always looking for proof that these moments were more than just wishful thinking or her imaginitive mind. With age, her ability showed itself more often. As she spoke to people, Asa would get thoughts, images, smells, and feelings out of nowhere, and it confused her. Having grown up in a highly intellectual family, she kept looking for a logical explanation, and didn't know how to talk to her family about it until she could.

Appearance

Standing at 168cm, Asa has a tall and slender build. Although she has near-perfect hourglass proportions, she lacks muscle somewhat, due to her rather inactive childhood. Her initially fair skin is tanned to a light golden color. Having spent most of her childhood running around barefoot (due to her general dislike of shoes), the soles of her feet have hardened to the point that she can comfortably run on gravel. She has highly arched feet, and tends to walk toe-first when barefoot, resulting in an almost dance-like movement.

Asa has a delicate, heart-shaped face, with high cheekbones, and a narrow chin. Her ears, well-proportioned, are somewhat pointed in shape. Her nose is straight, with a rounded, very slightly upturned tip. Downturned lips contribute to her faraway and sad resting expression.

Slightly downturned blue-grey eyes, usually distant and watchful, take on a lively, joyful glimmer when Asa is in a good mood. The only indication of her telepathic powers, her pupils widen when she actively uses her ability, depending on how deeply/actively she uses it, to the potential extreme of her eyes appearing completely black, the iris only a barely visible line.

Asa's hair is straight and long, falling all the way to her hips. The fine brown hairs take on golden glow when struck by light.

Attire & Accessories

Asa's wardrobe was always quite limited, and as much as she wanted to, she never really got around to customising it much, as the majority of her clothes were handed down from her mother or even grandmother. Her clothes are generally casual, but never baggy, and always neat.

Asa always wears a small flower pendant on a silver chain around her ankle, a 'good luck' charm of sorts, given to her by her parents when she moved away. Silver, with six pointed, overlapping petals, and no more than three centimeters in diameter.

Personality

Fun fact: Asa absolutely hates having to describe herself as a person, having dug through her own personality so much, she struggles to see the entire picture at once. She would much rather leave the task to others.

Speaking of which, there are other tasks she would prefer to leave alone, most of which fall under the category of communication. Regardless of how good (or not) she is at hiding it, Asa is very awkward at any form of communication, but is positively terrified of any staged conversation. It doesn't help that she struggles to find the right words to make her thoughts understandable to others, outside the context in her mind. Neither is it helpful that she seems to frequently forget words - being bilingual, and not having the opportunity to speak either language very often.

Her fear of communication is reflected in her behavioural patterns. While she may stride around with a calm confidence, a shadow of worry will pass over her expression the moment she knows she has to talk to someone she doesn't know. She will wait silently for people to notice her instead of interrupting a conversation.

But she's quite talkative once you get past that initial barrier, happily chatting about whatever common topic she might have found. In fact, she sometimes worries that she's being too talkative and annoying the other person. Asa does tend to judge herself a lot in that way.

Calm, patient, always with a small but friendly smile on her face, always understanding and compassionate, Asa is the ideal listener, albeit a silent one, since she's never sure what the right thing to say is. No one has ever seen her lose patience, get angry or upset. She will walk around smiling from ear to ear, though, if she's in an especially good mood. She doesn't even notice it until people shart giving her weird looks.

But that's all the surface, the tiny fraction of who she is, the small part of herself she feels safe to expose. Not a mask, of course. That was something Asa learned early on - she couldn't lie. She couldn't become someone entirely different. She could only pull together existing parts of herself, convince herself she was happy, and act it, the way she would be if she was. Always happy. Always calm. Always the best at everything. That was what she expected herself to be, and what it frustrated her to fail at. Perhaps it's partially the way she was raised, always expected to have the top grades, always told that nothing but the best is enough. In any case, it pains her to be worse than anyone. And it has made her competitive. Very competitive. And she enjoys it, it's her definition of fun, even when the only person she can compete with is herself.

On the inside, Asa is an artist. She loves anything beautiful, and sees beauty in many things. She will lose herself in sculpting, painting, music, or poetry. She loves animals, too. To Asa, the natural world is divine. Humanity is divine. Everything, from the highest mountain to the smallest stone, from a bear to an ant, from an oak to the grasses in the fields, is beautiful and divine.

Asa has a very clear image of the world she wants to create for herself. When it comes to her beliefs, they are very clear and do not change easily. While she will not dictate them to other people, she will have no one dictates theirs to her, either. She is incredibly loyal to those she considers 'family', as few as they may be, and will defend them from anything and anyone.

Strengths

- Highly intelligent and very capable of abstract thought, Asa easily grasps new concepts, and often excells at anything she tries her hand at.

- Asa has the drive and determination to sit down and spend the hours 'forcing' herself into perfection. She won't stop until she has achieved the ideal, or at least made significant progress towards it.

- A loyal friend, Asa is always there for the people she cares about. She would be there for strangers, too, but has been disappointed too many times to invest in people who don't want her around.

Weaknesses

- An awkward communicator, hindered in equal parts by her lack of experience and her belief that she is awkward.

- Can be competitive to a fault, sometimes going a bit too far.

- Asa can quickly grow tired of loud groups, cheerful or otherwise, and needs time away to ground herself and recharge her batteries.

Affiliations

Although she does have more distant relatives, the ones she grew up with are her parents and younger brother, and she loves them dearly. Even now, living away from them, Asa often misses them, even falling into depression on occasion, and calls frequently.

(I'm open to Asa being previously aquainted with other characters, PM me to discuss)

Backstory

Born in Russia, Asa and her parents immigrated when she was only two, wary of the country's political situation. So Asa grew up in the quieter corner of the King's Land, having never really known much of her homeland. Asa's life growing up was a rather normal one. She went to school, made friends. Then her family would move to a different town, and she'd go to a different school there, and made friends again. And then they'd move again. It always seemed to bother her a lot when she never heard from her friends again. She always blamed it on her 'awkward' communication skills, and her being 'different'.

Asa had always felt like she was different from everyone else. She never knew what people were talking about. If there was a famous person everyone knew about, she never had any idea who it was. The concepts and values she had grown up with seemed to be entirely different from those of the people around her. So the only people she ever really connected with were her family.

Coming from a line of engineers, with software developers for parents, it could be said that Asa was always expected to take on a highly intellectual profession. Which she almost did, and most definitely still could. But she also had a passion for animals, or more specifically, horses. At the age of 16, Asa had moved away from her parents, and gone to study about horses near the Capital. By her 18th birthday, Asa had taken up two part-time jobs, one as a programmer, and the other in a small stable at the edge of the city. She was living her dream. If only it wasn't such a lonely one.

RP Example

Bzzzz. Bzzzz. Bzzzz.

Right. Yes. Morning. Asa forced her eyes open, although it made little difference. It was still dark outside. Asa's phone was vibrating on her bedside table, the screen lit up. 5:30am. Time to get up, except her mind felt like a soft cloud of fluff... fluff... This blanket is really fluffy...

Stop drifting off!

Asa shook herself slightly, blinking several times, trying to wake herself up. But she already knew that the only way to really do that was to get out of bed. Well do it then, sleepyhead! She kept up the internal scolding as she got up, turned off her alarm, and pulled some clothes on. It was cold. Not helpful on a morning like this. She did her best to avoid looking at the bed - the warm, soft, place where she could keep sleeping... And forced herself to start her morning excercise instead. You'll wake up once you start moving, Asa. You always do.

An hour later, staring at the steam rising from the pot as she absently stirred her breakfast, Asa had to question that statement. Can't really call myself awake, can I? The glowing numbers on the oven caught her eye, and she sprung back to life, quickly checking to see if her meal was ready yet. 6:37, I should really be sat down eating by now!

As she hurriedly sat down for her meal, Asa also pulled out her laptop. Still another hour left to eat. And to get in another attempt to figure out why the new function wasn't working. There has to be a reason somewhere in that code.

Activity Level

Around 5? I will have very little time during the week until the end of May, so I probably won't be on every day. I will be more active on weekends. Please let me know if this is a problem :)

Trivia

Asa has played the clarinet since she was four (that makes it 14 years! A scary number, if you ask her). She is also mildly allergic to cats, dogs, horses... anything that has fur on it - sad, considering how much she loves them. Also, Asa is VERY into things like pagan culture, witchcraft, ect., and likes to draw elements of that into her own way of life. She will never mention it to anyone, but Asa doesn't like calling herself 'Russian', and much prefers to think of herself as 'Slavic', instead.

Other

What little body hair she has is very fine and light - it has never bothered her enough to consider shaving.

@Lykalo For the record, this is a world where everyone has some sort of magic, so her having that an ability wouldn't be completely out of the question. It'd just be strange because it's completely different from the magic the rest of her family has, as the abilities the bonds and Pillars had are something exclusive to them that died with them. That means that it's still possible for her to be confused about her power (it being something never seen before and all), so you don't need to change her relationship with it; I just wanted to make clear that magic is considered normal.

Crap. I told myself that I needed to do the secondary power but I forgot. I was planning on keeping the manipulating power. Thank you for the reminder. I'll add that now.