Post by leo on Apr 5, 2011 17:08:24 GMT -5
[/font]LEOCHASEHOLCRAFT!?
[/center]Hey! I go by jay. I am TWELVE and I'm loving it. I have been roleplaying for two years and I don't plan on stopping any time soon. I have no other characters on this site. If you want to contact me you can by PM?.
Name: Leo chase Holdcraft
Nickname: bugsy
Age:Sixteen
Gender:Male
Sexuality: Bi/curious
Member Group: Demi-God, Sophomore
Appearance:
Height: 5'7"
Weight: 158LBs
Eye Color: Blue/grey
Hair Color: Dirty Blond
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:Physical traits:
Leo is your average teen boy, yes he has his slight difference from some due to being half mortal half god but none the less he yet is a teen age boy with no real differences. Some say he is cute some others would argue isnt that how it always is though? No one said people cant have their own opinion. He is Caucasian, male, slender yet decently toned. He has a few tattoo's one on the back of his neck of a star, and one on his left shoulder of a cross with wings. Also he has his tongue pierced and both nipples pierced. Which he obtained all of these in just the last year, maybe the whole puberty thing drove him to it? Eh who knows though.
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:Apparell:
This here is nothing to out their either. Seeing he is a typical type of male teen, he dresses as so. Though he does not seem to fit any type of specific genre or group. He wears what ever he feels most comfortable or in the mood with at the giving days. Mainly this consist of, Converse, Boot cut blue jeans, white muscle shirt, arm band, necklace with a cross, Long sleeve shirt then a t-shirt over it. Although this does change time to time. Some times he wears something casual others something a little more on the more wild side.
Personality:
Friendly,polite,proper,innocent? Yeah this is one side of him maybe... But dont count on it being the real side. You see Leo is a little on the well to put it mildly on the loony side. Okay fine lets be honest, the kid is a ticking time bomb, he has multiple personalities. schizophrenia. And to say nothing about being bi-polar. So as you could guess he is not the most social of people. But and I say this carefully the first four traits are actually true. For the most part Leo is each of those. At least Sixty percent of the time he is. Then their is the more twisted side to him which is caused by his second persona, Which we will Call Chase, this side is upright nuts, he will skydive, fight, drink, do drugs and everything else that can be life threatening and unhealthy. Oh and before I forget Chase as we will call this persona is also highly violent. And will stop at nothing to reach what he would call a high for life.
Now though to go back to the original side, Which easily can be detected by simply watching the acts in which are committed. Since this side is the most dominate, it is the one least noticed. Why? Because once some one does something bad they are always known for that one bad mistake. Often times this leaves this persona depressed lost and confused. And that is when the scitzo kicks into gear and simply he breaks down, and the next persona steps in. Which this all is the key to the real Leo. Long as he feels safe and un-pressured the good persona will be dominate, as soon as fear and a threat come to play Chase as we call it will take over.
Likes:
Movie(Horror, Comedy, Adventure)
Music(Rock,Metal,Rapcore)
Animals
Nature
Family
Dislikes:
Life
Gosip
Rumors
Rice
His disorders.
Mother: Chione , Unknown, Goddess Of ice and snow.
Father: Richard Kyle Holcraft, 39 Military.
Siblings: Lia, Holcraft, 16, Twin Sister
Pets: N/A
History:
Both Leo and Lia where born the same day, though it seemed one was a girl one a boy. though still yet the two looked almost identical. Though of course a mother who was no mortal could not remain with her new born children. So they where left in the hands of their mortal father. For a while the Man did the best he could but due to his own occupation he soon lost ability to spend his needed time with them and only them. And so the two children where left in care of the young mans new found love.
As years passed and the children grew they came to realize they where not only different in aspects of looks or race but something more, of course they could not figure out exactly what made them different at first. The two held a tight bond up until their thirteenth birthday. Why this age? Well it seemed something about this becoming a teen was life changing? More then one would have expected. As a few months passed things progressed, oh yes as you may have guessed Leo's little conditions became real. And they where only increasing. At first it started with fights in school and a few stupid things like smoking cigs and drinking a beer. Of course the parents decided to turn a blind eye and give it time.
But this was not going to work, the years to come where only increased with more issues and more pain. At Fifteen Leo's other half as we called it, or Chase decided to take dominance this of course was caused by pressures built up from bullies at school and other issues. Well lets just say this other persona of his was not going to just sit back and let the world push him around like his more mellow persona allowed. It showed its darker intentions first by a few minor fights, and finally the real violence showed itself. One night he was out drinking and having some fun with what could be called friends, though where not the real leo's friends. Nothing but trouble was what they where.
Well a older man decided to stop their games of destruction and to actually try and set these so called bad boys straight. Well it worked for the others but Chase being the one wanting a new high for life decided to show his true powers.
Now this shows the demi-god half of Leo. Chase nor Leo knew that they where a demigod and so of course it came to a shock when out of peer anger the next thing Chase knew the man was nothing more then a statue of ice. This new high carried on for a few months until it got boren and the real Leo regained control. Soon after the twins sixteenth birthday they decided to attend a school where people more like them could learn exactly what they where and how to deal with it. And now this is where life has lead them.
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Roleplay Post
"Marcuss had only been aware of the existence of were creatures and vampires no more than a couple days. That demoness vampire Natalia had ordered him to dispose of a werewolf in the states. That assignment is what he was on at the moment. Still not entirely sure of his game plan, or if this creature even existed. Maybe all those people he had killed.. the psychological effects were starting to set in. Maybe this entire assignment was just a big, cruel figment of his imagination. Later events would prove that he was still sane.... Whatever that was.
The flight from the cold Russian lands was long and boring. He held in his lap a manila folder. The folder was full of pictures, documents, monthly routines. Everything he would need to know to turn the hunter into the hunted. The only reason he had to kill this being was the one given to him by Natalia. Money. He went through his game plan once more. He would take the airport to New York city. From there he would board a subway. The subway would take him to the more outer parts of town. He had a room registered under the name "Albert Moncetti". The hotel room bared home to the jogging route the werewolf took each night. As well as his hunting grounds...
The airplane landed softly. There was little turbulence. He had even managed to catch a nap on the way. He walked off the plane. There were very few other people on the commercial airline. He made his way into a subway. Along the way he noticed a blond haired woman walking from the distance. She stood out as a rather beautiful woman. But he was here on business. No time to become attached to another human being. She was far enough to where he knew she wouldn't be on the same subway. He stepped on and gripped the handle above him.
"So long, beautiful thing."
He said underneath his breath.
The subway ride was extremely short compared the airplane flight. The subway came to an abrupt stop no less than 5 minutes. Marcuss walked out of the subway station, into the cold night. His black business suit provided no protection from the whipping winds. Marcuss suddenly realized, he didn't know where to go! He began to walk over to a nearby map, when all of a sudden, a woman rudely bumps into him.
"Listen here mother fuc...."
He stopped dead in his sentence. It was that same gorgeous woman he had spotted on the subway. He was positive she didn't hear what he began to say, and it seemed like she was in a hurry. He decided to follow her, she may be in some sort of trouble. He followed her as she made her way to a group of thuggish looking men.
His eyes widened as she struck one of them, and tossed him up against the wall.
"what the.."
He noticed a crowd forming around him. He stuck his arms out to keep people back.
A cold chill ran up his spine when he heard a very beat like snarl. Was she a werewolf too!?!?
He watched with the crowd as her hand ripped through the human, like a bullet through cloth. The crowd quickly changed as people ran the opposite direction. All yelling out screams of fear. Marcuss took out a glock pistol he had in his suit. He pulled the hammer back and stuffed it into his pocket, along with both his hands. He made his way towards the she-devil, and stopped a foot from her.
"I dont know what the hell you are, but I suggest you get out of here. Cops will be here any second."
He turned and began to walk away, showing no fear to the potential painful death that could follow
"Oh, by the way.."
He said as he turned around to face her. He brought his hand up, pointing all fingers towards her.
"You should plan your kills out better. That way, your pictures not all over the news.."
The flight from the cold Russian lands was long and boring. He held in his lap a manila folder. The folder was full of pictures, documents, monthly routines. Everything he would need to know to turn the hunter into the hunted. The only reason he had to kill this being was the one given to him by Natalia. Money. He went through his game plan once more. He would take the airport to New York city. From there he would board a subway. The subway would take him to the more outer parts of town. He had a room registered under the name "Albert Moncetti". The hotel room bared home to the jogging route the werewolf took each night. As well as his hunting grounds...
The airplane landed softly. There was little turbulence. He had even managed to catch a nap on the way. He walked off the plane. There were very few other people on the commercial airline. He made his way into a subway. Along the way he noticed a blond haired woman walking from the distance. She stood out as a rather beautiful woman. But he was here on business. No time to become attached to another human being. She was far enough to where he knew she wouldn't be on the same subway. He stepped on and gripped the handle above him.
"So long, beautiful thing."
He said underneath his breath.
The subway ride was extremely short compared the airplane flight. The subway came to an abrupt stop no less than 5 minutes. Marcuss walked out of the subway station, into the cold night. His black business suit provided no protection from the whipping winds. Marcuss suddenly realized, he didn't know where to go! He began to walk over to a nearby map, when all of a sudden, a woman rudely bumps into him.
"Listen here mother fuc...."
He stopped dead in his sentence. It was that same gorgeous woman he had spotted on the subway. He was positive she didn't hear what he began to say, and it seemed like she was in a hurry. He decided to follow her, she may be in some sort of trouble. He followed her as she made her way to a group of thuggish looking men.
His eyes widened as she struck one of them, and tossed him up against the wall.
"what the.."
He noticed a crowd forming around him. He stuck his arms out to keep people back.
A cold chill ran up his spine when he heard a very beat like snarl. Was she a werewolf too!?!?
He watched with the crowd as her hand ripped through the human, like a bullet through cloth. The crowd quickly changed as people ran the opposite direction. All yelling out screams of fear. Marcuss took out a glock pistol he had in his suit. He pulled the hammer back and stuffed it into his pocket, along with both his hands. He made his way towards the she-devil, and stopped a foot from her.
"I dont know what the hell you are, but I suggest you get out of here. Cops will be here any second."
He turned and began to walk away, showing no fear to the potential painful death that could follow
"Oh, by the way.."
He said as he turned around to face her. He brought his hand up, pointing all fingers towards her.
"You should plan your kills out better. That way, your pictures not all over the news.."
