Post by kai on Mar 18, 2008 17:56:18 GMT -5
Damien Lasriel
Gender || Male
Age || 13
Appearance || Damien has a fairly average skin tone, free of any blemishes save for a short scar on the back of his ankle. The scar isn't anything unusual, no; he was walking down the stairs and his unsheathed pocket knife fell out of his pocket, slicing the backside of his ankle. A minor injury of sorts.
The male's eyes are a curious shade of violet. Deep violet, the color of sweet grape jam. Many would say it's an abnormal color, but if they do, Damien is sure to remind them of the many stranger colors out there. He isn't too keen on insults.
To wrap up the boy's head, Damien's long, unkempt and slightly thick and spiky hair is an intense green. Brushes have no place in this head of hair, only gel would tame it. Not a bedhead really, but not uniformed in the slightest.
On to his outfit. I shall only review it briefly, because the exact outfit is sported on the sprite. Damien wears a striped grey and forest green t-shirt, and a vest-like trench over it; collared, of course. A rebellious looking outfit for a not-so rebellious male.
His pants are denim, and a steel-blue color. Worn, but not ripped. He does not tolerate such things. Lastly, the male has a pair of white canvas shoes with grape-colored soles, and a pair of wristbands in the same shade.
Background ;; An average family, it would seem. Damien's mother was a neurologist, who worked at a sort-of local hospital, and his father was a broker; gone all the time for buisiness.
Ok, maybe a bit above average.
Damien was always alone, parent-wise. Like any boy, however, he didn't mind. It ment loads of free time to be used however he pleased. School work, reading, and most importantly, Pokemon-related studies.
It was his favorite pastime.
All of that extra studying began to show through in school. His grades slowly climbed from solid B's to -A's and the occasional A. But he continued to fly under the radar, afraid of what would happen if he climbed too high and fell just as far. He'd watched it happen to others. Truthfully, he was afraid.
And then came the day he was to decide. Both Mr. and Mrs. Lasriel were home from buisiness trips and were off-duty. The three sat around an oak table, and tensions set in. A report card and a pokeball lay in the middle of the table.
Damien didn't dare move. Each choice was extremely hard. School ment staying with his family and friends; sheltered, and almost guarenteed a successful or at least mediocre future. Choosing the Pokémon journey meant adventure. Pokémon was Damien's calling, but his parents were so well educated... it seemed wrong for Damien to choose what he did.
The journey.
His story continues today. In Cheyenne.
Personality ;; The breakdown:
Quiet
Cunning
Direct
Honest
Afraid
Modest
Klutz
Wallflower
The first words that come to mind when one would think of Damien. It's not all bad sitting back and watching everything happen; you learn a lot. About others, and how to react. About yourself, as well, but not in a large, moving way.
Damien is, to be quite honest, a social klutz. He can't talk to anyone without screwing up, which was one of the main reasons he adopted the 'wallflower' type of living.
He isn't what you'd call special, or gifted. In fact, he's just pretty average. Damien has never thought of himself and 'special'; the only thing he'd ever seemed to excel in is acedemics, and literature especially. It just sort of came to him. The words flowed from his hands, but only to be thrown away in disgust. No writing of his own was worth keeping in the eyes of Damien.
Outcast? No, but friends weren't in the surplus. No followers, or admirers that he knew of. A few, sincere friends were enough for Damien. He watched as mobs of not-so loving followers looked up to the more 'popular', and 'scene' kids. Inside, he only found them to be insecure. So he spent his life up until now with his group of four or five friends; companions until the end. The end, which began when the Pokémon journies did.
Damien had no desire to travel with anyone else.
End personality.
Info ;; I guess his addictions should go here. Well, addiction, rather. What would that happen to be?
Music.
And what kind? Any, except for all the newest 'rap/hip hop' crap and 'country'. That makes his ears bleed.... figuratively, of course.
Damien left his MP3 player and headphones behind when he began his journey, but the longing to blare some sort of melody into his ears still lingers. It gnaws at the back of his mind, like someone addicted to smoking, and the nicotine in cigarettes.
His favorite bands by far would have to be A.F.I. { A Fire Inside } and Metallica, but any band with a solid guitarist would be suitable. The sound of a guitar riff, the rich tone of a singer's voice, or the way deep lyrics speak to Damien; it's all very hypnotizing.
Other than that, Damien doesn't have much else he would die without. But here's a quick little Like/Dislike chart.
Likes ;;
- Music
- His pokemon, and the journey in general
- Running
- Gelato, his favorite flavor being mango { Italian ice cream }
- Reptiles and amphibious animals
Dislikes ;;
- Feeling guilty
- Bicycles
- Fire { Not the Fire type, just naked flame }
- Shorts, sandals, and swimsuits
Music.
And what kind? Any, except for all the newest 'rap/hip hop' crap and 'country'. That makes his ears bleed.... figuratively, of course.
Damien left his MP3 player and headphones behind when he began his journey, but the longing to blare some sort of melody into his ears still lingers. It gnaws at the back of his mind, like someone addicted to smoking, and the nicotine in cigarettes.
His favorite bands by far would have to be A.F.I. { A Fire Inside } and Metallica, but any band with a solid guitarist would be suitable. The sound of a guitar riff, the rich tone of a singer's voice, or the way deep lyrics speak to Damien; it's all very hypnotizing.
Other than that, Damien doesn't have much else he would die without. But here's a quick little Like/Dislike chart.
Likes ;;
- Music
- His pokemon, and the journey in general
- Running
- Gelato, his favorite flavor being mango { Italian ice cream }
- Reptiles and amphibious animals
Dislikes ;;
- Feeling guilty
- Bicycles
- Fire { Not the Fire type, just naked flame }
- Shorts, sandals, and swimsuits