Post by Sylas Walker on Jul 1, 2015 7:40:07 GMT
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[newclass=.tablebold b]color:#823030;[/newclass]SYLAS WALKER
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i am a [Three hundred] year old [Male] [RACE]. i am currently a [Bartender]. i am [Heterosexual]. a lot of people tend to call me [Syl, I swear if you call me Silly or something stupid like that...].
PERSONAL
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[ABILITIES]
• Much abilities
• Such wow
[PERSONALITY]
Sylas isn't perfect, no he is is far from it. The man is more human then some of the humans that he had come across. He has his vices, two of his most prominent ones is his pride and arrogance, which really shows when it comes to his own heath/being. Syl believes that he is perfectly fine to continue on as an normal person, despite his recently failing health which will sometimes leave him winded if he gets too worked up. The ___ hates himself for that, as he is simply afraid that he won't be able to truly help those close to him without being an hindrance later on. Syl isn't stupid enough to risk his status, and make people look down on him. So in an stupid move he keeps this weakness to himself.
When he is around people that he can get along with or tolerate, his tone is usually rather relaxed showing an sense of interest towards the subject at hand. Syl knows how to work with people for the most part,
• Much abilities
• Such wow
[PERSONALITY]
Sylas isn't perfect, no he is is far from it. The man is more human then some of the humans that he had come across. He has his vices, two of his most prominent ones is his pride and arrogance, which really shows when it comes to his own heath/being. Syl believes that he is perfectly fine to continue on as an normal person, despite his recently failing health which will sometimes leave him winded if he gets too worked up. The ___ hates himself for that, as he is simply afraid that he won't be able to truly help those close to him without being an hindrance later on. Syl isn't stupid enough to risk his status, and make people look down on him. So in an stupid move he keeps this weakness to himself.
When he is around people that he can get along with or tolerate, his tone is usually rather relaxed showing an sense of interest towards the subject at hand. Syl knows how to work with people for the most part,
The looks
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[APPEARANCE]
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THE PAST
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[HISTORY]
"Fuck, it should have been me."
"Why couldn't it be me?"
"How the hell am I supposed to go on after that?"
Those are the general questions that go through Sylas' mind while recollecting his past, and for good reason. Before we get to that, we shall go back to this kitten's roots his oh so fun roots. Sylas was born in an town off the coast off the Atlantic, to an mother that died during child birth, and an father of failing health. So Sylas knew that he was gonna be left on his own at an young age, and felt rather lost when his father passed away with no real sense of guidance, which left him as an stray.
it was an rather quiet settlement that consisted of an mix of species. The ratio was mostly 80-20 in the human to supernatural ratio. Don't get him wrong, it wasn't some town where everyone knew each-other, no it was big enough that one could simply get lost in the sea of people, if you didn't put your name out there or did anything you would simply just be another brick in the wall.
That was the one thing that Syl was afraid of, being an faceless man, one that didn't make an impact on the world around him, that he would die in obscurity. Despite the fact that his lifespan was more then an normal human being's, the fear of still not being known creeped in the back of his mind. So Syl did what he could to be noticed, whether it be through stupid acts for attention, or straight up stealing with sometimes the intention of being caught. He didn't really care, just as long as someone acknowledged the poor soul.
This carried on for an couple years, and an couple of trips to youth correctional facilities, where they tried to 'reform' the poor teen. Not like they did anything, even when he went to the genuine prisons, it didn't really stir an sudden sense of do-right. No, it took an more powerful, and less forced method to get the man to turn his attitude around. No it wasn't catnip, but some of the symptoms are more or less the same. The poor sod managed to find an girl.
Granted that they didn't really meet under the best circumstances, mainly since Sylas was being chased down by an store owner for stealing some bread, or was it an orange? Doesn't really matter, as
"Fuck, it should have been me."
"Why couldn't it be me?"
"How the hell am I supposed to go on after that?"
Those are the general questions that go through Sylas' mind while recollecting his past, and for good reason. Before we get to that, we shall go back to this kitten's roots his oh so fun roots. Sylas was born in an town off the coast off the Atlantic, to an mother that died during child birth, and an father of failing health. So Sylas knew that he was gonna be left on his own at an young age, and felt rather lost when his father passed away with no real sense of guidance, which left him as an stray.
it was an rather quiet settlement that consisted of an mix of species. The ratio was mostly 80-20 in the human to supernatural ratio. Don't get him wrong, it wasn't some town where everyone knew each-other, no it was big enough that one could simply get lost in the sea of people, if you didn't put your name out there or did anything you would simply just be another brick in the wall.
That was the one thing that Syl was afraid of, being an faceless man, one that didn't make an impact on the world around him, that he would die in obscurity. Despite the fact that his lifespan was more then an normal human being's, the fear of still not being known creeped in the back of his mind. So Syl did what he could to be noticed, whether it be through stupid acts for attention, or straight up stealing with sometimes the intention of being caught. He didn't really care, just as long as someone acknowledged the poor soul.
This carried on for an couple years, and an couple of trips to youth correctional facilities, where they tried to 'reform' the poor teen. Not like they did anything, even when he went to the genuine prisons, it didn't really stir an sudden sense of do-right. No, it took an more powerful, and less forced method to get the man to turn his attitude around. No it wasn't catnip, but some of the symptoms are more or less the same. The poor sod managed to find an girl.
Granted that they didn't really meet under the best circumstances, mainly since Sylas was being chased down by an store owner for stealing some bread, or was it an orange? Doesn't really matter, as
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