Post by Seven Snis on Sept 1, 2012 15:08:05 GMT -5
Seven Snis
Full Name: Seven Snis
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Weapon(s): Anything he finds
Monster/Power: Human
Personality:
Insane: I'm madly messed up in the head, I loves torture and pain from myself as well as others. My brain is like an atom bomb, one wrong move and your dead. I have no way in hell of coming around, no amount of conversation can make me turn 'nice'. Nice to me is like stretching a person until they completely split in half. That to me is nice.
Smart: If my brain wasn't the way it was I'd be considered a genius. I know much but don't show it. I'm amazing at guessing a person and I like to watch you squirm. I can calculate better than any person and turn a weapon on me into a death wish for them.
Happy: I'm always unusually happy even when I'm 'working'. Well, my blood, lust, and insanity kind of trigger that happiness and it is very welcomed by me. There is no other emotion in me.
Possessive: I have a problem with sharing. Whether it's a victim or just a piece of pie I won't share. I'm obsessed over anything and everything I can find. especially anything sharp and shiny. I'm very is possessive over people too.
Hiding: When I first meet me you might think of a sweet young boy destined for greatness. But I'm a magician at keeping my emotions hidden. I've learned that manners get you places, so I use them to my advantage and like to play sweet and innocent when inside, I might be plotting your downfall.
Masochist: Being insane, I relishes pain. I cut myself to no end, screaming out in the pleasure. I'm wicked cutting himself with anything, m favorite is a piece of glass. The more pain the better.
Looks: I'm a very interesting character in the looks department. My real hair color is a yellowish green, but I tend to dye it a lot though. I like color too, my eyes are green and blue after all. I also goes to great lengths to change my looks. Dying my hair, colored contacts, clothes, sometimes I would even change my body, but that was a rare occasion. I wear long, neon colors. Long so that no one can see my cuts, and colorful just the way I love it. I hates the blood stains I leaves though...
History: Not much is known about me, I'm not even sure I remember that much. but I know that I grew up in an insane asylum along with my mother, who was also like me. She taught me about wickedness of people and the slaughter that happened outside those pale imprisoning walls. She believed we were safe within them, but I knew better. I killed her in her sleep with a syringe and escaped by myself through a air vent at the age of 6. I killed where ever I went, leaving a trail of blood in my wake. Oh how
I wish it was like that again. but no, I ran into my father once. A whore of a man only wishing for a women's body, he didn't recognize me. but he did when I murdered him too. I remember his screams of pain and sorriness. Too late now though. when I fell upon the ruins of Nova City I was astounded. Monsters? Oh what a treat. All things have evil in hem, monsters had the worst kind. So I began to abolish them, when they turned against humans i only laughed and kept going. Now, I watch with a relishing look in my eyes as they tear one another apart.
Likes:
Pain
Blood
Killing
A good sob story
Glass
Cutting
Neon colors
People
Monsters
Crying
And anything shiny
Dislikes:
Someone killing themselves [No Fun]
Pasta
Religion
And television.
Skills:
Murder
Emotional Hiding
Abilities:
Stamina
Intelligence
Strengths:
Stupidity of Others
When other's cry or beg
Weaknesses:
Strength
Taking things away from him
Religion
Fears:
God/Devil
And being threatened
Something being taken away
