Break
Tricky - Mysterious - Intelligent
I'm Still Alive..?
Pet Name: Break
Owner: Faint
Theme / Type: Overgrowth Jinx
Gender: Male
MisticPal Name: Possession
MisticPal Age: 3768 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 10 / 10
Strength: 6
Defense: 8
Speed: 5
Intellect: 5
Misticpower: 7
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: None
1. - Withered Pommekin
Who Have I Become..
Adopted From Memento At 11:59 AM On August 31st 2014
Boxed Overgrowth On September 1st 2014 At 11:24 AM
It's Not Me..
Nickname: Break
Name: Ramose Clarnes Jr.
Gender: Male
Age: 21
Birthdate: May 23rd
Height: 5'6
Weight: 130 Pounds
Hair Color: Ruby Red
Eyes: Grey-blue
Occupation: Guard
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Status: Single
Love interest(s): None
Art:
Child Headshot By Me
Back story:
He is the son of poor parents in the small village of Barles Court. In such a village it is deemed the highest honor to be a "Knightly Defender". A defender takes on the role of fighting against the Vhaug, mind corrupting spirits who seek to control the angel's bodies and wipe out their race.
Ramose SR. was born with no use of his lower legs, while still having his wings, he was unable to apply and train as a defender. He encouraged his young and only son Ramose to follow in his footsteps, due to being passive, he agreed to train.
He grew to have a deep love and fascination for the Vhaug, wanting to study them. However, it was deemed a sin to take part in anything besides destroying the creatures. And as such, he was forced to, reluctantly, go against his dream.
Personality:
Ramose is a kind and shy boy. He's meek and awkward. He often deems himself too "weak" to accomplish anything at all. The only thing he has any confidence for is information regarding the Vhaug. When discussing them, he becomes quite haughty, claiming he knows it all. Such a shift causes others to believe he has some sort of split personality. He's a heavy thinker, often spending hours writing, collecting data and calculating theories. He's very studious and claims he has "no time for friends". He likes being alone however.
In terms of romance, Ramose wants no part in it, despite being a handsome lad.
Physical Description:
Well built, he is quick a limber 21 year old. While not having strong muscles anywhere but his legs, he appears toned. He loves his long cherry red hair, as he inherited it from his mother, who he believes is beautiful. He ties it up in a tight bun on the top of his head.
He has very long legs but very thin arms. His nose is quite long, taking up most of his angular face. He has a "baby chin", being rounded at the end.
Attire:
When not wearing his armor, he's seen wearing a black turtleneck sweater. It has many holes and patches, as it's a hand me down his mother resewed. He wears a pair of battered tan poofy pants and no shoes. Around his neck he wears his family crest, a purple tooth.
His armor is Pyrite in color, just like the gem. The stone prevents the Vhaug from fully possessing those who wear it. Bracers are worn on the arms and legs. A large chestpiece with shoulder pads is also worn. Along with thick leather gloves and heavily padded black boots. There are holes in the chestpiece to account for one's wings. On the head a helmet is donned, with a visor to allow for sight, there is also a flap to lift open for a better view.
Story:
As a Knight of the Barles Court, he was entrusted with the job of watching for Vhaug, the malevolent mind corrupting spirits from entering his small village. Ramose was a respected member of his regiment.
He wasn't a top ranking angel by far and that was alright with him. He grinned at himself, not normally feeling so cocky. He adorned his silver plated armor and prepared for his nightly watch.
Tonight the Vhaug were unnaturally quiet, which frightened him. While he took the oath to be brave and righteous, Ramose was far from it.
However, it was his father's dream to see his son wear the battle suit he could not, and hence Ramose complied. Proud to carry his father's wish, the young man took his job very seriously.It was his father's respect in him while he wore his uniform that kept him smiling and together.
His thoughts were getting to him as the night droned on, feeling worse and worse about himself. He fought back such things, as he had for many years. Not only did his job teach him to suppress his emotions but, that he shouldn't have any speck of negative emotion.
This being the very thing that attracts the Vhaug. The Vhaug, while mysterious, had always fascinated him. Their ability to corrupt the human mind astounded him. He had been chastised as a child for such thoughts, and due to it, he abandoned it.
But secretly he continued his research and took notes on them as he sat on watch. It was his covert operation and no one could know he was being so selfish.
If father only knew.. He pushed his wings back and ran one of his hands through his silky ruby colored hair. He tried to put his thoughts together, unaware of his unwanted visitor.
"What's a Angel doing on our front?"
A whispery voice muttered from the foggy bridge in front of him.
The voice chilled him to the bone, and caused his wings to press against his back.
Stammering, he muttered, "I-I am a guard, you will not be taking another inch towards the village!"
Ramose's eyes dilated in fear, but as he continued on with his statement, he gradually grew more confident.
"You're a liar" The monster mocked him and he began to shake violently.
I can't move, he thought.
Ramose's gray eyes stared helplessly at the creature, wondering what allowed it to gain the upper hand, after all, his thick pyrite armor should have shielded him from the hypnotic influence.
That's when he remembered, I forgot my helmet.
Before he could even muster another thought into his head, he felt something slap into his body. There was a sharp burning sensation through his arms and legs, he felt limp.
Then the pain began to feel cold, like frostbite itself had entered his eyes. He could no longer move any part of his body.
The whispery voice spoke to him, echoing loudly against his ears so hard, they began to bleed.
"You want to know about us.. Now you can.."
His mind was racing.
It was the first time in centuries that a Vhaug had possessed one of his people. The only issue was.. Every account he had read about.. The victim didn't make it..
He had one last thought before his body collapsed and his eyes closed. His body shook violently.
Father I've failed..
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