Post by Ethan Avail on Apr 9, 2012 16:28:43 GMT -5
Name: Ethan Avail
Age: His appearance and mentality represents an age between 10-12, but his actual age is about 25.
Sex: Male
Species: Demon ?
Nationality: Caucasian
Abilities/Strengths:
Claws:
Ethan is able to activate these claws at will at almost any given time. The shape changes occasionally, but the long, sword like fingers are always the same. These are formidable weapons on their own, sharp enough to cut down most of anything and easy to use for Ethan, as wielding them comes with instinct.
Side effects are apparent with these claws upon activation, however. A rather positive side effect is something very similar to an adrenalin rush in Ethan. His speed and agility is increased far past the skills of any human, though he wouldn’t be considered the fastest demon, he could still keep up easily.
Wings:
Undiscovered power, will not be realized unless he's in a critical state, otherwise it'll be discovered later as he grows, for now residing in him.
Very similar to bat wings, they're a deep grey color, with black fur over the back. Very powerful and twice his size, able to take him off into the air with ease. However, he gains no instinctive knowledge of how to use them, requires much practice.
Screech:
His strongest ability consists of a loud screeching noise, coming from the mouth, an ability powerful enough to affect a small town, demolishing many buildings and possibly killing any human in the way, though to demons it'd be like having a cement block dropped on your head. This is an undiscovered power, and strictly staying undiscovered until a point of extreme need, both physically and emotionally. After use of this power however, Ethan would lose his voice entirely for a few days, and be drained to a point of inability to move, this is strictly a last resort move obviously.
Inabilities/Weaknesses:
Claws:
With this simplistic power comes major drawbacks to Ethan’s mental health, unfortunately. Along with the adrenalin rush, the lad also experiences less control and logic in the actions he’s doing, and an added blood lust would not help. This, and his ignorance to the claws effects, has resulted in many deaths, such as his father and the residents and workers at the asylum. His young age and body isn’t ready to fully control the claws and use their full potential, and, more recently, Ethan has been having trouble returning his arms to normal form…
The main weakness he suffers from in this claws is how they can be prevented. While activated, Ethan’s arms are nearly indestructible, nothing can pierce them and they’re an ideal shield, at times. However, when the claws are unactivated and he is in normal form, any sort of injury on his arms would prevent him from activating the claws. Injuries as simple as a cut or as drastic as a stab wound are all risks in this situation.
Occupation: Homeless/Asylum patient
Appearance: Blond, unkept hair that spiked about in several ways and framed a rather small face, one of Ethan's most memorable parts of his face is the black patch of skin, which is a constant source of irritation for him, that centers around a red demonic eye, which is in direct contrast to his other blue eye. He has a rather large grin, if he ever wears it, and usually sporting a pair of noticeably large canines, which resemble fangs of a demon.
His choice of clothing are usually baggy, something that Ethan prefers to wear to hide his skinny and unimpressive form. A short, scrawny lad certainly is not very intimidating.
Face claim: 
Poorly edited to represent red and blue eyes.
Personality:
Despite his entire situation, Ethan is a naturally optimistic and strong boy, emotionally. He could often take just a few days to bounce back from any sort of tragedy, even if the environment around him isn't good for any mourning child. However he does have many defensive walls around him, such as never keeping a friend for more than a few days, or never trusting anyone. Though due to his normal friendly nature, he often feels a need to make friends and socialize, resulting in him making many friends that would eventually miss or forget him after he'd cease to visit and appear to them. He has no secret with disappearing, simply avoiding the person in question, if too many friends or people get to know him in one town, Ethan would simply opt to move, traveling to a different town to do things over again.
While in the asylum, he wouldn't have many hobbies, if not any. It's a very nightmarish and constricting environment, intended for the insane whom are believed to be disciples of the devil (or something like that). Most times he finds himself ignored and forgotten, as many patients are, deep in his locked room. Due to the fact that he needs no nourishment to survive, he's spent most of his time listening for screams or moans deep in the asylum, or thinking to himself. Though he couldn't write anything down, he'd simply delve into his imagination instead. He'd also pass time by sleeping or carving various symbols into the walls. While outside of the Asylum though, he'd spend his time wandering through the streets, greeting any strangers that may be friendly, such as shop owners that may not be too busy, or even stray animals. A lot of times Ethan tends to get along better with adults rather than children, though he can get along with both, he'd prefer adults, simply because they seem more interested or perhaps more mature.
However most of the time Ethan doesn't quite open up and be himself. Anywhere he goes, anything he does, he always carries on a type of 'hobby' that include acting like an insane, sadistic child, and it's part of the reason he's still condemned into the asylum. He does find joy in the misery of others, no more in a way that it entertains a rotten, selfish child when they are watching someone they continuously don't like. Ethan, as his dislikes say, hates other people that continuously carry out everyday goals and revels in seeing them in torment, whether it's as small as tripping or losing something, or as big as being severely injured and slowly dying. He feels no remorse for them because he believes that they've already had a life they could relatively enjoy, and they have memories they could fondly look back on.
Sometimes this type of attitude even is directed toward the unfortunate, seeing that he could imagine that they've had a life before their misfortune. This 'game' of insanity and sadism has been left unchecked and undealt with in the boy, resulting in it becoming more and more in his life, even to a point where he'd want to cause the misfortune himself. Sometimes it could originate around pulling pranks, other times it'd rise up to a murderous attitude, which is a reason for why he never keeps friends for more than a few days. In time they'd notice this murderous attitude the more he got to know them and their life, becoming apparent in such comments like 'I wonder how much blood you carry' or 'What would you say on your dying wish?'. These remarks may come up harmlessly with no threatening glow underneath the words, as he'd say them very casually, however some may find this even worse than a threatening look, and to avoid trouble Ethan would simply disappear from them before it got too serious.
Life Story:
Born in a poor family, and motherless seconds after his birth, Ethan was raised with a scornful and mourning father, one that let the worst of everything envelope him, becoming intertwined in the underbelly of London. Being nothing more than a drug user and occasional prostitute user, Ethan's father was a worse father than human being.
Years of abuse followed as Ethan grew up, somehow never quite dying nor ever being abandoned to the streets or orphanage. Being locked up in the house most of the time, he spent his childhood days keeping himself busy from hunger pains and loneliness, evolving a powerful imagination. The lad could make friends with a small speck of dirt and turn it into an adventure, if need be, and nothing ever really stopped him from imagining his life past reality.
However, the house life would end, and the first signs of this started when Ethan was about six. Through reasons unknown and never discovered, his father had been practicing satanism more and more. But his past lifestyle came to haunt him, and he didn't necessary understand what he was doing or what he was capable of doing. Summoning rituals were done horribly wrong, when he tried to sacrifice his own son to a low level, mindless demon. Instead of sacrificing, however, his father made something incomprehensible, resembling more of a summoning spell, and the effect it had on Ethan was powerful.
With his father dead, and his choice of doing the actions that killed him, Ethan was locked away in an asylum, forgotten and trapped after a month. Though the lack of food and freedom should kill any human, the lad wasn't human at all, nor was he a demon either.
Surviving there in the asylum, Ethan grew to be about 12 until he stopped all together. Why would a body grow if it can't die or gain the nutrients needed to grow? There the lad lived, nursing his powerful imagination and getting used to his strange new side, until the bloodlust and energy got to him, and he claimed the asylum for his very own.
Age: His appearance and mentality represents an age between 10-12, but his actual age is about 25.
Sex: Male
Species: Demon ?
Nationality: Caucasian
Abilities/Strengths:
Claws:
Ethan is able to activate these claws at will at almost any given time. The shape changes occasionally, but the long, sword like fingers are always the same. These are formidable weapons on their own, sharp enough to cut down most of anything and easy to use for Ethan, as wielding them comes with instinct.
Side effects are apparent with these claws upon activation, however. A rather positive side effect is something very similar to an adrenalin rush in Ethan. His speed and agility is increased far past the skills of any human, though he wouldn’t be considered the fastest demon, he could still keep up easily.
Wings:
Undiscovered power, will not be realized unless he's in a critical state, otherwise it'll be discovered later as he grows, for now residing in him.
Very similar to bat wings, they're a deep grey color, with black fur over the back. Very powerful and twice his size, able to take him off into the air with ease. However, he gains no instinctive knowledge of how to use them, requires much practice.
Screech:
His strongest ability consists of a loud screeching noise, coming from the mouth, an ability powerful enough to affect a small town, demolishing many buildings and possibly killing any human in the way, though to demons it'd be like having a cement block dropped on your head. This is an undiscovered power, and strictly staying undiscovered until a point of extreme need, both physically and emotionally. After use of this power however, Ethan would lose his voice entirely for a few days, and be drained to a point of inability to move, this is strictly a last resort move obviously.
Inabilities/Weaknesses:
Claws:
With this simplistic power comes major drawbacks to Ethan’s mental health, unfortunately. Along with the adrenalin rush, the lad also experiences less control and logic in the actions he’s doing, and an added blood lust would not help. This, and his ignorance to the claws effects, has resulted in many deaths, such as his father and the residents and workers at the asylum. His young age and body isn’t ready to fully control the claws and use their full potential, and, more recently, Ethan has been having trouble returning his arms to normal form…
The main weakness he suffers from in this claws is how they can be prevented. While activated, Ethan’s arms are nearly indestructible, nothing can pierce them and they’re an ideal shield, at times. However, when the claws are unactivated and he is in normal form, any sort of injury on his arms would prevent him from activating the claws. Injuries as simple as a cut or as drastic as a stab wound are all risks in this situation.
Occupation: Homeless/Asylum patient
Appearance: Blond, unkept hair that spiked about in several ways and framed a rather small face, one of Ethan's most memorable parts of his face is the black patch of skin, which is a constant source of irritation for him, that centers around a red demonic eye, which is in direct contrast to his other blue eye. He has a rather large grin, if he ever wears it, and usually sporting a pair of noticeably large canines, which resemble fangs of a demon.
His choice of clothing are usually baggy, something that Ethan prefers to wear to hide his skinny and unimpressive form. A short, scrawny lad certainly is not very intimidating.
Face claim:
Poorly edited to represent red and blue eyes. Personality:
Despite his entire situation, Ethan is a naturally optimistic and strong boy, emotionally. He could often take just a few days to bounce back from any sort of tragedy, even if the environment around him isn't good for any mourning child. However he does have many defensive walls around him, such as never keeping a friend for more than a few days, or never trusting anyone. Though due to his normal friendly nature, he often feels a need to make friends and socialize, resulting in him making many friends that would eventually miss or forget him after he'd cease to visit and appear to them. He has no secret with disappearing, simply avoiding the person in question, if too many friends or people get to know him in one town, Ethan would simply opt to move, traveling to a different town to do things over again.
While in the asylum, he wouldn't have many hobbies, if not any. It's a very nightmarish and constricting environment, intended for the insane whom are believed to be disciples of the devil (or something like that). Most times he finds himself ignored and forgotten, as many patients are, deep in his locked room. Due to the fact that he needs no nourishment to survive, he's spent most of his time listening for screams or moans deep in the asylum, or thinking to himself. Though he couldn't write anything down, he'd simply delve into his imagination instead. He'd also pass time by sleeping or carving various symbols into the walls. While outside of the Asylum though, he'd spend his time wandering through the streets, greeting any strangers that may be friendly, such as shop owners that may not be too busy, or even stray animals. A lot of times Ethan tends to get along better with adults rather than children, though he can get along with both, he'd prefer adults, simply because they seem more interested or perhaps more mature.
However most of the time Ethan doesn't quite open up and be himself. Anywhere he goes, anything he does, he always carries on a type of 'hobby' that include acting like an insane, sadistic child, and it's part of the reason he's still condemned into the asylum. He does find joy in the misery of others, no more in a way that it entertains a rotten, selfish child when they are watching someone they continuously don't like. Ethan, as his dislikes say, hates other people that continuously carry out everyday goals and revels in seeing them in torment, whether it's as small as tripping or losing something, or as big as being severely injured and slowly dying. He feels no remorse for them because he believes that they've already had a life they could relatively enjoy, and they have memories they could fondly look back on.
Sometimes this type of attitude even is directed toward the unfortunate, seeing that he could imagine that they've had a life before their misfortune. This 'game' of insanity and sadism has been left unchecked and undealt with in the boy, resulting in it becoming more and more in his life, even to a point where he'd want to cause the misfortune himself. Sometimes it could originate around pulling pranks, other times it'd rise up to a murderous attitude, which is a reason for why he never keeps friends for more than a few days. In time they'd notice this murderous attitude the more he got to know them and their life, becoming apparent in such comments like 'I wonder how much blood you carry' or 'What would you say on your dying wish?'. These remarks may come up harmlessly with no threatening glow underneath the words, as he'd say them very casually, however some may find this even worse than a threatening look, and to avoid trouble Ethan would simply disappear from them before it got too serious.
Life Story:
Born in a poor family, and motherless seconds after his birth, Ethan was raised with a scornful and mourning father, one that let the worst of everything envelope him, becoming intertwined in the underbelly of London. Being nothing more than a drug user and occasional prostitute user, Ethan's father was a worse father than human being.
Years of abuse followed as Ethan grew up, somehow never quite dying nor ever being abandoned to the streets or orphanage. Being locked up in the house most of the time, he spent his childhood days keeping himself busy from hunger pains and loneliness, evolving a powerful imagination. The lad could make friends with a small speck of dirt and turn it into an adventure, if need be, and nothing ever really stopped him from imagining his life past reality.
However, the house life would end, and the first signs of this started when Ethan was about six. Through reasons unknown and never discovered, his father had been practicing satanism more and more. But his past lifestyle came to haunt him, and he didn't necessary understand what he was doing or what he was capable of doing. Summoning rituals were done horribly wrong, when he tried to sacrifice his own son to a low level, mindless demon. Instead of sacrificing, however, his father made something incomprehensible, resembling more of a summoning spell, and the effect it had on Ethan was powerful.
With his father dead, and his choice of doing the actions that killed him, Ethan was locked away in an asylum, forgotten and trapped after a month. Though the lack of food and freedom should kill any human, the lad wasn't human at all, nor was he a demon either.
Surviving there in the asylum, Ethan grew to be about 12 until he stopped all together. Why would a body grow if it can't die or gain the nutrients needed to grow? There the lad lived, nursing his powerful imagination and getting used to his strange new side, until the bloodlust and energy got to him, and he claimed the asylum for his very own.