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 |  Subject: Stein Faust - WIP  Mon Apr 29, 2013 9:52 pm | |
|  Better a killer than a victim. First Name: Stein Last Name: Faust Alias: The Necromancer & Grim Gender: Male Age: 32 Height: 185cm Weight: 87kg Hair Color: Black Eye color: Green Appearance: Stein is around 180 cm high with dark green eyes and dark black hair, its length being just long enough to cover his eyes. His skin is pale white, disturbingly pale some might say. As for clothing he wears dark shorts, a white t-shirt and a long dark coat most off the time. The skine he has that is not covered by his coat or shorts he has wrapped in bandages, this includes his hands and legs. This to prevent cuts and other small injuries, on his back there is almost located two large scrolls healed in place by leather bands. Birthday: 29/2 aka 29th of february for the people that writes it the other way around. Sexuality: Straight. Relationships: I assume this means other role players? If so then no, if it does not then the relationships he have is limited to what's left of his clan. Affiliation: Village hidden in the rain. Rank: Genin. Element: Death? No? Very well then, fire, earth and lighting. Specialization: TBD Personality: One of his most easily noticeable characteristics is the fact that he can't stand not being best at whatever he does. Second place is just the first of the losers in his opinion. As for his personally it's easily adaptable to whatever setting Stein finds himself in. Even so he is known for his high temper and the constant need to always be in control of his surroundings. Likes: In it to win it: Being best at what he does, that goes regardless of what he is doing. It's above just the normal competitive instinct and is closer to an obsession. Meaning he will do whatever it takes to win. Order: Having experienced first handed what chaos and anarchy will do Stein finds order to be the most important thing there is. This doesn't necessary mean law and order, but the kind of order that will make people fall in line and do whatever he wants. This means that he would sacrifice freedom for protection and order. Knowledge is power: When he finds the time Stein likes to spend it reading, most of the time it will be books containing knowledge he consider important. However he sometimes enjoys reading novels and fiction this was more common in his younger days when he had more spare time and knew less about the world. Dislikes:Who's your daddy?: Not being in complete control of his surroundings is something Stein really hates. If he has his will he wants to be involved and controlling everything around him. Something which often leads to conflicts with those around him. First of the losers: Like mentioned in the Like section Stein is obsessed with proving himself and being best, most likely it's the result of being the younger brother. This means that whenever he faces defeat he will take it harder than most people and most likely use any means possible to escape or deny it. Motivation: Stein's main source of motivation is the belief that everybody around him are idiots meaning that the only way to get things done correctly is to do them himself. This means that he will constantly seek to gain higher ranks so he can have a lager part in deciding the fate of whatever organization he finds himself loyal to. Fears: Being at the mercy of somebody else, unable to control his own fate and his own actions. The feeling of being helplessly controlled and pushed around is without a doubt Stein's greatest fear. Place clan name here: Faust Bloodline Name: WIP Bloodline Ability: Little is know about the Faust clan's Kekkei Genkai mostly because there are few left of them and that they go to great lengths to keep it as much of a mystery as they can. However from what can be seen as their clan symbol (a white scull on a black background) it centers around the manipulation of dead bodies and manipulating the dead. Among the abilities are making dead bodes move, summoning some sort of spirit along with various other things Location: Amagakure (Still working on the whole village thing) Clan History: Again little is known about their backstory and even less is public notice. Some of the Faust members claim that they are proud decedents of a once great Necromancer who almost succeeded in fully destroying the world. According to the legend tolled in the clan he was only defeated by the Sage himself. The story is mostly considered a myth and even among the clan only a few believe it. Their true origins are much less sinister and is like that of most clans, they are just people with special abilities tied together by blood. When their founding father discovered his abilities ...WIP History: TBD RP Sample:- Spoiler:
The rain it had no beginning, no end, it was constantly there. Some disliked the lands for its never ending rain, they would hurry inside and try to block it out. They would curse it and hate it, linking it to all the death and tragedy that had occurred. However for the young man watching the rain it was one of the few things that gave him peace. Regardless of how bad the storms would get, no matter what it might destroy and break it was a part of home. Whenever he could see it, it would make something inside him at ease.
At the end of the day it would be more than rain soaking the land, by soaking the ground in blood he would restore peace. As he stood there watching the rain fall he could little by little make out another sound as well. For another person the sound of the rain might have masked the sound of the faint foot steps, but not this shinobi. He had lived his whole life in the noise of the rain. He could hear the shuffling sound of sandals against stone as clear as ever.
"Is everything going according to plan Eva?" He asked just as the source of the noise, a young female stepped into the room. Not turning around he waited, giving her time to get dry before asking again.
"Is everything as it should be?" This time he could not hid the anticipation in his voice, maybe also a hint of insecurity. No not that, just anticipation he told himself.
"Yes, yes, every one of them are coming." The girl responded, her blond hair wet and a mess. Unlike her older brother she did not care much for the never ending rain he seemed to be so fond off. To her it was a constant source of annoyance. She had even tried to make her brother leave the family house to search out a place where it rained less, but her stubborn fool of a brother would not even consider it. Whenever see brought up the subject he got mad and refused to talk to her.
"Good," still not turning around he kept watching the rain, a small fear creeped into his heart as he heard it. It was not the fear of doing the wrong thing, but making a mistake. Failure now was not an option for the small gathering of shady individuals. A mistake now would mean the end of everything. A definitive end to what remained of the Faust clan.
"Stein..." It felt like a life time since she had last used his first name, it brought back so many memories. So much pain, it made him turn around to face her. It really showed how concerned she was, To any other her face would not betray any hint of emotion, but they were family. The shinobi could read her like an open book (or read her as well as a man could ever hope to read a woman). Most off all he could see the fear in her dark green eyes, "Is it really the right way?" She asked, "Brother would never have...." That was all she was able to say before the young man interrupted her.
"And that's the reason I'm the one in charge here now and not him. An early grave is all his soft heart granted him. This people can not be talked to, they respect only one thing." His voice changed, it twisted and turned cold. Her face changed as well in a manner much like if he had hit her, most likely physical violence would have hurt her less. Stumbling backwards she did nothing more then look at him. He could have said something then, should have said something. That he never meant it, anything. Anything would have been better than the silence that followed. He couldn't he did not have the words, all he could do was turn around as he heard the door shut behind him.
Once more he stood there watching the rain, but for the first time he could remember it did not make him calm down. He had said too much, words spoken in anger, but true nonetheless. For a brief moment all the feelings he kept locked away busted out and he could not help but let out a small sight. That was all, he did not cry or otherwise break down. That and a slight shaking was all, once more he locked all his feelings away. One day he'd have to deal with it, someday when it was all over, but that day was not today. Some times he wondered if it would ever come.
"The way you do stuff you will separate your family and clan more than the war ever could do kid. Ya know that right, listen to your elder now."
" Just tell me what how everything is progressing, I'm in no mood to play games with you today old man. "
" Everything is going as planned, nobody is considering the Faust clan as any threat, they are all making jokes behind our backs nephew. "
A sick chuckled could be heard from the young male as he brushed the black hair away from his eyes. His eyes indeed, the old man could feel a slight chill go down his spine as he looked into his nephews eyes. They were like dark abysses, swallowing all light, leaving nothing behind. He truly was the new head for the Faust clan, he had his fathers dark eyes and sadistic nature the old man though. Not much could give the old ninja chills but the look in the dark eyes of his relative did, the war, the lose of his brother and the fighting had made something inside of him snap. It had left him scared and not all of them could be seen with the naked eye. Some scars were hidden underneath skin and bones, those were the really scary once.
" It will make it all the more satisfying when we make our move then. " Stein said with something in between a grin and smile
" I'm sure Eva already said it, but are you."
"Not you to now, I've heard enough complains and fears for today. " The young man said, cutting the older man short.
" It's not fear, simply being realistic. It's a high stack game you are playing, I've fought battles along side your father before you more than just a horny thought in your fathers head." There, now the old had done it, he had crossed a line he should not have. Mentioning the younger mans age, his dad and last questioning his abilities to lead.
" You are nothing more than coward, you've fought battles before I was born and it seems like you lost your killing instinct somewhere back then. " Unlike most people his voice was not getting lower, in fact his voice got lower. Making it sound even more frightening, "Everybody can see it, that's why father was the leader and I'm the one following him. Not you, do you understand me? Now get out." The old man knowing that when the young Faust was in such a mood talking reason to him was not an option. Instead of trying he exited the room and left the youth once more to himself and the sound of the rain.
With quick steps the old man walked down the long hall way. He did not mind the youths temper, he had known the young man since before he could walk and knew he was just lashing out at those around him to hid his own insecurity. "He is so very much like you brother" he said to himself, "I wonder what you'd say if you could see your son now." Letting out a short laughter he scolded himself for an old man talking to himself before going back to work.
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