Post by Armand Dantes on Apr 29, 2009 2:25:30 GMT 1
The Basics;;
Name: Armand Dantes
Nicknames:Nergal
Age: 393
Birth of Date: 6-1-1616
Sex: Male
Sexuality: Straight
Species Human-Nergalian Vengeance Demon hybrid
Power Nergalian Vengeance Demon heritage grants him the ability to inflict his own brand of justice in the names of the scorned ones that require his help. He is also capable of Telekinesis, Fire manipulation, Regenerative healing, superhuman reflexes and senses, and teleportation.
Alignment: Neutral
The Looks;;
Image:
Demon form:
Celeb Claim: Johnny Depp
Code word(can be found in the rules)chosen
Hair:Black
Eyes: Brown
Build: Human form: Athletic, Demon form: muscular
Tattoos or piercing: ears pierces
Dig deeper;
Likes:
- Reading
- Television
- The fine arts
- Music (Preferrably music ranging from most forms of rock and most forms of metal)
- Muscle Cars
Dislikes:
- slow computers
- when people are scorned
- highly talkative people
- prideful people
- stupidity (unless he’s the one being stupid, which is rare)
Fears:
- large spiders (Although they cannot kill him)
- getting to know someone
- losing someone that he’s warmed up to
- being late
Strengths:
- High knowledge in demonology
- Highly skilled in torture methods, both mystical and nonmystical
- Knowledge into old books
- Skilled fighter
- Knowledgeable in ancient history
Weaknesses:
- women
- money
- arrogant
- bad temper
- knack for being honest
Personality: On the outside, Armand is a highly sarcastic, and rude guy with a good heart. Although he thinks of himself highly and puts himself first, if a friend was in danger, he would grudgingly drop it all to help them. He likes the better things in life and is somewhat considered a hedonist with the heart of an adventurer. While the thought of seeking the easy way out is somewhat an amusing thought to him, the thought of giving it all up is more disturbing.
On the inside however, where his demonic half normally lies, he is highly vengeful, like the name of his species says. Sensing out vengeance and bringing it upon those that have scorned others give him a joy that rivals no other. When in his demon form, he professes joy in bringing pain and suffering to wrongdoers, and also enjoys taking their souls at the same time.
Story of my life;;
Family:Dreyfus Dantes (Father), Elizabeth Warren (mother), D’Hoffryn (uncle)
History: Armand’s birth was one of an oddity. His father was the older half-brother of D’Hoffryn, and was a different species of Vengeance Demon, known as a Nergalian Vengeance Demon. Unlike the other vengeance demons, such as D’Hoffryn, Nergalian Vengeance Demons were demons that inflicted more extreme and severe torments upon wrongdoers to the scorned, and took the souls of the wrongdoers in the end, rather than leave the wrongdoers to their fate in this life. When Dreyfus was born, he was made the Master of all Nergalian Vengeance Demons.
Elizabeth, Armand’s mother was an English witch, who had fell in love with Dreyfus, and conjured him up to offer herself to the demon. Their passionate union brought forth Armand, who was considered a prince amongst the Nergalian Vengeance Demons. Upon the day his demonic half began to manifest, and he first transformed into a demonic form, he was given the demonic name of Nergal when he was in his demonic form. Centuries passed, and Armand came into his own as a powerful Vengeance Demon. Over time however, he began to grow bored of just roaming the earth and granting wishes to the scorned.
Rather, he wanted to step it up a notch and take his human half more seriously. Moving to Misery, Armand now owns a rather luxurious restaurant in the downtown area. The shop has started to gain attention and has become quite popular. It acts as a grounds for him to both make a profit, and track scorned people and grant their wishes to their extent. Armand considers this lifestyle as truly living the American Dream.
Sample Role Play;;
Another great night at Paradis Perdu, translated from French to English meant Paradise Lost. Compliments on the wine, and the cuisine was at an all time high, and yet the number of scorned people entering the bar were also of notice. Armand entered the area, dressed in a finely tailored black suit, with a red tie. Walking around, asking the customers how their eating experience was, he received only the best of compliments. It wasn’t until he made his way around to the bar that he picked it up.
A scorned being. Wearing a black dress, and her eyeliner running, with a cigarette in hand, a young blonde woman clutched a glass of scotch as she began to drink he depression away. Pulling for another cigarette, Armand’s hand stretched out to offer her a light. Looking up and smiling meekly, she kindly accepted and thanked him. “Tell me your story, darling?” Armand asked, sitting on a stool next to her. The woman gave him a fake smile and said, “Nothing you would be interested in. Just one of those bad nights.”
One light chuckle, and a warm grin made her know otherwise, that Armand was interested. It just wasn’t in the reason she believed he was interested. “I find that hard to believe,” he whispered lightly, “I see a lot in you that just yearns to be told. Call me a fool, but when I first saw you, I was downright amazed that a beautiful girl such as you is over here, when you should be at one of those tables in the other part of the restaurant with a man at the table, who is ordering you my most expensive food and wine that I have available. When she realized who he was, she was about to speak, but he spoke again to keep her from talking, “A guy should be at a table with you right now, telling you that he loves you and possibly proposing to you at this very moment, while those tears in your eyes fall in joy, rather than sorrow, so I ask you, who is the scum that dares abuse the emotions, respect, and heart of an angel such as you?” She took one good look in his eyes and she was in his thrall.
Immediately, she began to tell him her story of how her boyfriend had just recently proposed to her, upon finding out that she was pregnant, and then soon after, she found him in a bed with another woman. The stress alone caused a miscarriage, and that she had just been released from the hospital earlier. It was then, he felt the anger within her and was enthralled in the aura she gave off. “I bet you wish the worst out of him,” he said, “You probably wish something horrible on him at this moment.” He gave her an embrace, and she accepted and wrapped her arms around him tightly. To him, he seemed like an understanding angel. However, then she said, “I wish his life began, literally, a living hell and that all of the karma that he built up in his life would suddenly unleash itself on him with full force!”
When the released him from the embrace, she beheld his demonic form, which was now smiling. “Done!” he said with a grin. The entire room flashed before her eyes and he was gone, and she was left with a horrified shock on her face.
“Miss? Miss!” the bartender said from the bar table in front of her. She suddenly snapped out of it and turned to look at the bartender. “Are you alright? You were in that stance for a while. You looked as if you saw a ghost. Can I get you another drink?” Slowly, she shook her head and left. The next day, she turned on the news, and reports came in about a young man that was found in an alley, who was murdered in a grizzly fashion. When a picture of her boyfriend came up on the news, her heart stopped and she fainted on the floor while the news went into details of his body parts scattered in different places, with coroners being unable to explain the horrific details.