Post by tehpwnage on Mar 26, 2009 19:51:51 GMT -5
Player Handle: Pwn, or anything as long as I know you're talking to me.
E-Mail: rakshi96@cox.net
Cannon Or Original?: Original
Character Name: Ragneav (Rag-knave) Wenters (Winters)
Aliases: Rags, anything you can come up with
Special Abilities: Can change the color of everything and drain any living thing of it's psychokinetic power.
Profession: Ex-asylum inhabitant
Skills: Can wrap excessively long sleeves around just about anything with a flick of his wrist.
Weaknesses: Can't resist hypnosis at all, has a major fondness for music boxes; he sits and listens to one until someone shuts it off.
Special Note: Rags can drain people of their psychic energy, but hates it since most villainous people have taken advantage of it. If he knows that someone can use hypnosis, he has trouble trusting that person.
Age:14
Gender: Male
Description: Hair color/style: brown, chin length hair with the tips dyed bright blue; Eye color: Changes with his emotions, a side affect of his color-change ability; Skin tone: Pale, seems green sometimes; Height/Weight:5ft.8in., 125lbs. Mental color: Bright green
Clothing Style/Uniform: Extremely long-sleeved shirt with gray and dark green stripes, tan vest with dirt speckles on it, pale blue pants with yellow moon and star designs on them. No footwear. His hands have silver claws welded onto them by Dr. Loboto. These claws amplify his ability to drain psycho-kinetic energy.
Family: He keeps relatives on a serious need to know basis
Personality: Ragneav always has a slight smile on his face. He's childlike and carefree on the surface, but holds a deep, dark past on the inside. He has a habit of hanging upside-down and sleeping on ceiling supports. Rags looks pretty scary when he's serious. He was a tool to Loboto for a few years, but was replaced with Shee-Gor; Who needs the energy from a brain when you can HAVE the brain? Also, Rags appears to talk to himself, but he's really talking to his Sanity. (A sanity is like a censor, only it monitors your actions on the outside. His sanity has little influence over his actions, it's just a voice to Rags)
Quirks: Is afraid of actually touching people with his hands, due to his artificial claws. People think that he finds it humorous to imitate people behind their backs; it's actually his way of getting to know someone.
Likes: Music boxes, levitating, hanging upside-down from things
Dislikes: Hypnosis users
History: The night of his birth, the hospital he was born in had various, unusual occurrences. First, anyone who came in contact with his skin instantly fainted. Then, the whole hospital turned a dark shade of blue. Finally, the infant floated when he wasn't being held or moved. At the age of six, he was deemed insane by his own family and they left him in a forest. Rags was found hours afterward by Dr.Loboto. Their relationship seems to be a hurtful part of Ragneav's past; as he always avoids answering any questions about it. When he was eleven, he was replaced by Shee-Gor and started wondering the empty halls of the Thorny Towers Insane Asylum. Once the place was destroyed, he started exploring more and eventually found his was to the camp.
Picture: I've been trying to use the computer thing to make him, but my stupid computer won't save Rags. I may have to just draw him.
Roleplay Sample: Rags was running across a field of dead grass. Running as fast as he could. Running from a long, shadowy figure, reaching it's creepy claw to grab him. I can't outrun it, it's gaining...too fast...The claw clasped around him he could feel the pressure squeezing and squeezing until...
"Ahh!" Ragneav shot up and gasped. It was only a dream...he thought. "Why is it always that nightmare...always..." He had been having the same night-terror for five nights in a row now. Rags stretched and flicked his left wrist; his long sleeve wrapping around the roof support he was sleeping on. He jumped down and lowered himself safely to the ground. "I wonder what's going on at the camp today," he said, still shaken from the dream. He walked from his little shelter in the ruins of Thorny Towers Asylum to the lake and created a levitation orb so he could cross Oblongata. Today's gonna be good, I can feel it...
E-Mail: rakshi96@cox.net
Cannon Or Original?: Original
Character Name: Ragneav (Rag-knave) Wenters (Winters)
Aliases: Rags, anything you can come up with
Special Abilities: Can change the color of everything and drain any living thing of it's psychokinetic power.
Profession: Ex-asylum inhabitant
Skills: Can wrap excessively long sleeves around just about anything with a flick of his wrist.
Weaknesses: Can't resist hypnosis at all, has a major fondness for music boxes; he sits and listens to one until someone shuts it off.
Special Note: Rags can drain people of their psychic energy, but hates it since most villainous people have taken advantage of it. If he knows that someone can use hypnosis, he has trouble trusting that person.
Age:14
Gender: Male
Description: Hair color/style: brown, chin length hair with the tips dyed bright blue; Eye color: Changes with his emotions, a side affect of his color-change ability; Skin tone: Pale, seems green sometimes; Height/Weight:5ft.8in., 125lbs. Mental color: Bright green
Clothing Style/Uniform: Extremely long-sleeved shirt with gray and dark green stripes, tan vest with dirt speckles on it, pale blue pants with yellow moon and star designs on them. No footwear. His hands have silver claws welded onto them by Dr. Loboto. These claws amplify his ability to drain psycho-kinetic energy.
Family: He keeps relatives on a serious need to know basis
Personality: Ragneav always has a slight smile on his face. He's childlike and carefree on the surface, but holds a deep, dark past on the inside. He has a habit of hanging upside-down and sleeping on ceiling supports. Rags looks pretty scary when he's serious. He was a tool to Loboto for a few years, but was replaced with Shee-Gor; Who needs the energy from a brain when you can HAVE the brain? Also, Rags appears to talk to himself, but he's really talking to his Sanity. (A sanity is like a censor, only it monitors your actions on the outside. His sanity has little influence over his actions, it's just a voice to Rags)
Quirks: Is afraid of actually touching people with his hands, due to his artificial claws. People think that he finds it humorous to imitate people behind their backs; it's actually his way of getting to know someone.
Likes: Music boxes, levitating, hanging upside-down from things
Dislikes: Hypnosis users
History: The night of his birth, the hospital he was born in had various, unusual occurrences. First, anyone who came in contact with his skin instantly fainted. Then, the whole hospital turned a dark shade of blue. Finally, the infant floated when he wasn't being held or moved. At the age of six, he was deemed insane by his own family and they left him in a forest. Rags was found hours afterward by Dr.Loboto. Their relationship seems to be a hurtful part of Ragneav's past; as he always avoids answering any questions about it. When he was eleven, he was replaced by Shee-Gor and started wondering the empty halls of the Thorny Towers Insane Asylum. Once the place was destroyed, he started exploring more and eventually found his was to the camp.
Picture: I've been trying to use the computer thing to make him, but my stupid computer won't save Rags. I may have to just draw him.
Roleplay Sample: Rags was running across a field of dead grass. Running as fast as he could. Running from a long, shadowy figure, reaching it's creepy claw to grab him. I can't outrun it, it's gaining...too fast...The claw clasped around him he could feel the pressure squeezing and squeezing until...
"Ahh!" Ragneav shot up and gasped. It was only a dream...he thought. "Why is it always that nightmare...always..." He had been having the same night-terror for five nights in a row now. Rags stretched and flicked his left wrist; his long sleeve wrapping around the roof support he was sleeping on. He jumped down and lowered himself safely to the ground. "I wonder what's going on at the camp today," he said, still shaken from the dream. He walked from his little shelter in the ruins of Thorny Towers Asylum to the lake and created a levitation orb so he could cross Oblongata. Today's gonna be good, I can feel it...