|The Mods (mysteria_mods) wrote in m_countyrecords,|
@ 2008-04-13 18:21:00
|Entry tags:||!active character, name: veil tumanov, player: lindsay, race: nightbane, sex: male, sexual orientation: heterosexual|
Valentine 'Veil' Tumanov
Name: Valentine 'Veil' Tumanov
Age: 163 (appears early twenties but tells people he's late twenties)
Slim, average height and dark hair and grey yet beautiful eyes. He has pale skin and is on the unhealthy side of skinny for a male.
His sense of dress is very Gothic style but does sometimes wear feminine looking clothing but always males clothing, unless there's something he just has to have that's females. He always has fabulous bulky boots on though. He wears make-up but only dark eyeliner, sometimes eye shadow and lipstick all very Goth like. Actually he has quite an attractive face however it is usually hidden by a fringe or looking downwards or hidden by the darkness.
Now, the other look is rather different. His black skin is striking. Maybe not totally black, but a very dark charcoal colour at least. White patterns adorn his body too and a few random purple markings. He has yellow eyes and pointed ears as well. His canines are slightly tipped and pointed but not sharp. He has very long purple hair, ranging from lilac colours to deep indigos. It also has a slight luminous sheen. Plus, the boy has a tail! A long tail of about five foot. It doesn't seem to serve much of a purpose. But it's cute.
Personality:A complicated individual he's struggling with a lot of personal pain and hang ups as well as with a broken heart and a dark raging vengeance. He doesn't have a friends, people tend to get confused by him or find him too strange or even terrifying. He finds it hard to interact with people, he's forgotten a lot of how to be 'normal'. He hangs around in the shadows mostly, in the corners and doesn't interact much with people beyond exacting his unique brand of justice. A complicated individual he's struggling with a lot of personal pain and hang ups as well as with a broken heart and a dark raging vengeance. He doesn't have a friends, people tend to get confused by him or find him too strange or even terrifying. He finds it hard to interact with people, he's forgotten a lot of how to be 'normal'. He hangs around in the shadows mostly, in the corners and doesn't interact much with people beyond exacting his unique brand of justice.
He used to be a true romantic, the life of the party, so outgoing and utterly in love. But having lost her twice the pain has blackened his soul. His world is silent now. His violin has not been played in over forty years though he still carries it around with him. He still has it for when the world doesn't seem as bleak or if he does somehow manage to find love again. He was also an incredibly expressive, articulate and imaginative young man. Drawing, painting, sculpting, writing poetry, songs, symphonies and playing wonderful music.
But his violent and dark side has taken over.
Special abilities/talents: Creatively expressive, can play violin and piano, Sword fighter, martial arts extraordinaire. His life doesn't involve a lot other than fighting no.
Talent 1- Shadow Sublimation. The ability to turn to insubstantial smoke. All clothing and objects turn to a gaseous form as well. This ability can develop and objects up to the size of a large truck can be sublimated.
Talent 2- Shadows of Fear: This Talent must be used in a shadowy or dark area. Throughout the area of effect, the shadows seem to move (can only be seen from the corner of one's eye) and strange and frightening noises can be heard coming from every shadow. Some are like the rustling sounds of small animals, while others sound like deep growls and the shuffling steps of some large creature.
He had been rather a rouge in nightbane terms when younger, a child to elder parents, one of whom was nightbane, he was rather uncontrolled. Teasing, tormenting and playing jokes and pranks on unsuspecting mean or cruel or selfish adults and children alike. Using his powers though at the same time, he would he'd help out unsuspecting innocent people if he felt they needed some one to look over them.
He had always had such a joy with words and wrote beautiful poetry. He also loved to play the piano, violin and clarinet. He was expressive in art and thrilled in the new styles that were coming about at the turn of the century. The way he dressed and was seen as a true gothic romantic of the Victorian era, deep wines, blood reds and blacks looked so good on him. Veil never planned to fall in love though; he was enjoying all the women he bewitched with his charms. In fact he had been rather reckless with his life up until the moment he found Brooke.
But that all changed the instance he laid eyes upon Brooke's. His fell in love instantly and chased after her trying to make her fall in love with him in return by doting himself utterly too her and romancing her in all the ways her wildest fantasies would have had him. A whirlwind romance ensued and Veil was completely besotted. He would love no one else. She was his soul mate. At times he believed she was in fact his soul. He only felt alive with her touching him.
But Brooke's charms were themselves wanted by another. When the demon found out he could not have her. Veil in his rage and sorrow chased after the demon but was so unskilled in battle that he only just escaped with his life. He made it his life's mission to destroy this demon that had stolen the life of his sweet beloved Brooke. He left to train in Japan to gather skills in combat fighting and sword work. He couldn't believe his fortune when during his travels back to Europe that he found his sweet again! Looking different but it was her. Her eyes had remained the same. He discovered she was an Old Soul and reborn whenever she was killed. He couldn't contain his joy and their love rekindled until the fateful night. The demon had found them again and this time murder Brooke brutally. But he did not escape unharmed this time. Veil managed to also kill the beast but he managed to escape.
For so many long years Veil searched for Brooke in the vain hope of finding her out of all the new souls being born. It was on one cold night he decided he would halt his search for her until he had slain the demon whom had destroyed his world for the second time.
His hatred for all demons had him slaughter any he came across. This came to the attention of a few angels of Wrath and one of which blessed his swords. Now he was ready to take the head of any and all demons that crossed his path. His own inert powers grew and he began to control them so much more skilfully now. He knows he could die in this quest, but for his Brooke, he would face far worse than death.
It was on his many travels across the world that brought him to America, constantly chasing this demon he had marked with his swords but never quite killed he found a little town.
Mysteria drew Veil in. He's not sure if his demon is here but there is an infestation he will help rid them off. So now he needs to introduce himself to all angels there. He respects them with his entire being. They are the good. Demons, the bad.
He doesn't know his love is waiting there, on her own mission to rid herself of this demon.
Revenge: his life is now, controlled by the urge to destroy this demon. It prevents him from really finding friends or moving on in fact.
Is being intolerant of evil a flaw? However it does lead him in to dangerous places because if he finds one, he has to kill it.
Obsession: unfortunately…he will kill that demon. Or die trying.
Ambidextrous - While the traditional meaning is that the individual has the ability of both right and left hands, it could also mean an overall versatility. But, really, it's about being both a righty and a lefty at once. Very hand for fighting with two swords. - While the traditional meaning is that the individual has the ability of both right and left hands, it could also mean an overall versatility. But, really, it's about being both a righty and a lefty at once. Very hand for fighting with two swords.
Sexual Orientation: straight
Preferred PB (played-by): Ben Jelen