Post by Eli Mason on Sept 4, 2012 20:16:29 GMT -5
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Full Name: Eli Mason
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Weapon: Powers
Monster/Power: Sould Harvester Demon ('harvest's souls for both food and to mimic the victim's power and appearance, but if there are any scars on the body, he cannot copy them. He sucks out a person's soul through a kiss, so naturally he was made to be gorgeous and nearly irresitable.)
Personality: Michevious, funny, playful, stubborn, blunt, possesive, protective, teritorial, cunning, not very smart acidemtically, kind(at times), seductive, and untrusting, Eli Mason is a very complicated creature, who doesn't dwelve too much on emotions. He considers what he is a disgrace, and tries very hard to control himself if a 'tasty'(usually being one of a pure, kind and/or strong person) soul comes along and whenever he can't and ends up taking that person's life and/or harming them, he locks himself in what he believes to be the worst place imaginable, the house he grew up in.
Looks: Eli looks quite strange, actually, with his slightly spikey light orange hair and amber eyes to match. He is about 6'4 and still growing, slightly muscle-y, and very lean. He has the body built for a runner, or just anyone who uses their legs a lot. He has pearly white teeth leading up to shapr canines, top and bottom jaw. He seems perfect, like blasted out of a model magazine, unless if he takes his shirt off. His chest, upper arms, and back are all covered by deep long scars, as if someone had taken a whip to him. He tends to cover this up, not wanting people to ask about it, because he is ashamed.
History: Now, onto the history of that whole 'whipping scars' thing. When Eli was a child, his parents abused him. I know, same old sob story, except this one is worse. They did experiments on him, like hooking him up to machines that read his bran-waves then put him through either extreme pain or extreme pleasure. One of the more painful trails he was forced to endure was being whipped mercilessly by his own father, just so they could see if he would go insane from the torture. Fortunately for him, he did not.
Sometimes, they would starve and dehydrate him for days in that dank little wine cellar, then give him human remains to eat. They wanted to see if his survival instincts would kick in and if he would eat humans. He did not, inestead he just stuck up his nose at it, disgusted, and refused to eat anything, more or less drink the water they sent down with it because who knows what could have been in it?
When money was low, they would sell his inhumanely gorgeous 12-year-old body to women and men alike, raking in the profits the pedophiles would vomit up just to have a go at him.
Finally, the day came when Eli had enough. His realization hit him like a ton of bricks, and he had come to the ultimate conclusion that he hated his parents and was sickened by what they did to him. So, he decided to escape. He easily destroied the cameras that surveryed him in his prison, and he waiting for his father to burst in to punish him. Unfortunately for the father, he did exactly that, and wasn't quite prepared for a 13-year-old boy to wrap his skinny arms around his neck and refuse to let go.
When his father's eyes went dead and blood pooled out from his mouth, Eli waiting calmly for his mother, grabbing the knife his father had brought with him. Soon enough, his mother came knocking, horrified by the sight of her husband dead at the feet of her only child. Oh, she was horrified that the child who she had beaten, molested, tortured, mutilated, and sold killed the man who had done exactly the same? Eli chased his mother through the house, knowing that if he let her go, she would cook up a story for the cops, and they would be gunning for him.
Finally, he caught her in her bedroom, huddled up in a corner, begging for her life. Eli had refused to grant this plea, and he slit her throat mercilessly. He left the house of horrors, drenched in blood and no place to go.
Eventually he had come upon another town, and went to a hotel. At the sight of him, the manager called the police. Eli was taken to a hospital where they gave him immeadiate attention to all the wounds and infections he had. He was sent to live in a foster home, but then left to go live by himself when he was 18. He now lives peacefully in the city, still controlling his urges for human souls.
Dramatic, uh?
Likes: Books, music, trees, silence, parties, playing with people's minds.
Dislikes: Sob stories, sterotypical mean blonde cheerleader girls, most people.
Skills: Mimicry, speed, strength, quick-thinking, pro in the art of escaping, swiming and dancing(but that one's a secret!).
Abilities: Speed and strength.
Stregnths: Speed and cleverness.
Weaknesses: Sometimes too possesive(ending with him losing a potential girlfriend), sometimes too closed off(resulting in him having no friends)
Fears: Tight spaces, the house he grew up in, lack of control.
