AWREN, Aternity Retenin

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Aternity Retenin Awren
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Bloc Party - Hunting For Witches

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All the basic info

••• Name: Aternity Awren
••• Alias: Ternie
••• Age: 19
••• Gender: Male
••• Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
••• Species: Mage
••• Loyal to: His family (No one).
••• Alignment Neutral
••• Element: Water.
••• Play By: Wojtek Ha

LOVE/HATE RELATIONSHIPS
Likes, dislikes, etc

••• Likes: Reading, playing bass, doing science!, laughing at other's misfortune, startling unsuspecting drivers.
••• Dislikes: Most people, ignorance, anyone who threatens his family, violence against musical instruments, stupidity.
••• Pet Peeves: Silverware scratching plates, out of tune instruments, and singing that's off-key.
••• Weaknesses: Not particularly strong physically, can't take much punishment, easy to disturb mentally with suggestive jokes.
••• Strengths: Intelligent... very very intelligent, magically adept (especially considering his age), and quite imaginative with how to use his ability to control water.
••• Habits: Drumming against his body, playing 'air bass' to songs he knows how to play, zoning out and coming up with ideas for science experiments in his head, facepalming at stupidity even when facepalming isn't such a great idea (like when driving), and referring to his friends as the control group.

••• Overall Personality:

He's overall a pretty easy to get along with guy though he may be lacking in the social department. He can have a coversation and socialize just fine but he prefers to limit this as much as possible when it's not necessary. Of course, that's a bit different when it comes to his family. Some of them talk more than him and he tends to actually be a little more chatty around them. He's very close to his family, and has a lot of pride for his family, a group of Mages that have managed to survive in this world without taking sides, steering clear of the hunters while avoiding any skirmishes with the angels and demons.

Another loyalty Ternie has is towards other mages, he wouldn't get violent with one unless they were attacking his family. He thinks of them as extended family, or just other members of his culture. Although when it comes to new people, other mages included, he tends to be a bit cynical toward then until they show him that they aren't completely self centered. It's because of this that he may seem cold to people he doesn't know, but once he's comfortable he starts to open up and he's a pretty decent friend. He'll definitely call you out on all of your fails, but he'll only laugh a little.... usually.

THE BEAUTIFUL PEOPLE
Appearance and what not

••• Hair: Brown with bits of blonde. It's straight, soft, and thick.
••• Eyes: Green
••• Weight: 155
••• Height: 6'5"
••• Body Type: Thin.
••• Distinguishing Marks: The mage mark on his neck.

••• Overall Appearance:

He's pretty lanky, not exactly muscular or physically strong. He let's his hair do it's own thing, often having a bedhead appearance through the day or throughout the month before ever thinking to use some gel or anything to tame it. His clothing style is pretty simple consisting mostly of jeans, various t-shirts, some goofy glasses and the occasional interesting hat. He's quite tall and is still growing, but being a bean pole his height doesn't automatically mean he's big size wise. He looks fairly young for his age, with slightly pale skin but not overly so like you would find in other species. He tends to wear shoes that he is comfortable in, different kinds of skater shoes and slip on shoes like sandals, but he isn't one for boots or anything big or clunky like that. He also has a necklace that he wears often with a cross pendant on it, and a bass pick with a hole through it on it as well, something his twin sister gave to him for his seventeenth birthday. Lastly, he has glasses, he doesn't always wear them but he has a pair with him at all times.

YOU CAN'T CHANGE HISTORY
History and other info

••• Birth Place: Verkhoyansk, Russia
••• Family: Mother - Aurora, Father - Arkady, Twin Sister - Terrene, Older Brother - Solaris, Older Sister - Lunari (Lunari and Solaris are twins as well)
••• History:

Aternity was an active child, quite adept in the fields of science and math from a very young age, learning algebra by the age twelve and calculus by fourteen. By the time he entered high school he knew more about theoretical physics then your average twelfth grade teacher. Of course, this wasn't his only field of study being a mage. He studied magic and all of the elements. He didn't know what type of elemental he would become, so he studied each of them, how they could be used and bent. Everything from compressing air into powerful bursts to compressing water to perform a variety of feats. His sister Terrene however wasn't quite so focused on math and science, she was knowledgeable being Ternie's brother, but Terrene was more into biology and life sciences, preferring to learn about living beings and different species. Ternie was never sure on if it was true, but there were rumors in their school that she would drug friends during 'sleepovers' and do expirements on them. Ternie just found this amusing, and used it to threaten kids that gave him crap.

His older brother and sister were also pretty adept. Solaris was more into computers and technology, learning to develop AI's and building his own supercomputers. Lunari was a bit like Terrene, only she was slightly more... primal. Lunari being a wind mage, and Solly being a fire mage. The four of the kids somehow ended up as one of each element perfectly, and it was quite impressive how that worked out. Their mother and father, however, were two different species. His father, Arkady, is a wind mage who married what everyone thinks is a human woman, Aurora. Aurora is actually in fact a Fae, but does not know this even to this day. Of course, this also made all of her kids very honest with her, it made them think that she was psychic or that she somehow knew what was going to happen because somehow she always knew when they lied to her.

But enough about that, let's get to the actual events that shaped the family history shall we? Arkady at a young age was loyal to the hunters, he was one of the mages who remained with the humans, working for them. But this was before he started to open his eyes to the fact that this war was completely unnecessary. He wanted to work toward peace, only it wasn't his job to create peace, it was his job to be a weapon of the hunters. So he left them, not easily, and not without a hell of a fight, but he left and went into hiding with some other mages that would take him in. Eventually he met Aurora, the blind human girl who somehow was able to bring out the best in him. Together they raised a family, the children you already know, what you don't know is that the women are both blind from birth. Something that is unexplainable, perhaps some gene that the mother had that was lucky enough not to be given to the boys. Both sets of twins were raised to be able to fight, a few different military based martial arts were taught, but Aternity focused mostly on the ability to dodge attacks with hopes of relying on his magic for any type of offensive in any sort of altercation.

And with martial arts, they each learned how to use weapons, and each of them gravitated toward a certain type of weapon. Solaris liked firearms, Lunari liked the scythe however unconventional and awkward a weapon it may be, Terrene liked swords, and Aternity liked bows and arrows. On his seventeenth birthday he was given a compound bow, and with it he got a gift from nature, his ability to control water. Maybe not what he was hoping to be able to do, but it was pretty cool still. His sister was able to control earth, and the fact that the four children had different elements became somewhat of a joke to them. Now Aternity is going to University for Physics, his sister is going to the same University for Microbiology, both of them share an apartment in Maybury now, not too far from their family.

••• RP sample:

someone please come shelter me from
all that i am and never again will I believe
| t h e | s a m e | o l d | s t o r y |

It had been a long time coming, his patience was wearing thin but this would be his time. He had decided long before this night that he would sooner die a horrible and painful end then let the demon have his victory. Even if he had caused him damage that night, he had let slip the one power he had over the demon; and that's what this had become about, power. The power over another being, the power over another person. But power wasn't about what you were born with, it never really was. King's fell and peasants rose to greatness, whether by luck or by sheer will.

Abel didn't bother with the thought of greatness, only with the thought of being more powerful than this one demon and he was prepared. He had a half assed plan last time with back up, maybe somewhere deep down he wanted it this way. It might have been possible that he wanted this but it didn't matter since he was stuck with this. Honestly he thought this was too much, he was geared up with pretty much everything he had. From here on out he'd be living on the street or possibly just trying to stay at DEATH, either way he no longer had much to his name except the clothes on his back and a gym locker with most of his other clothing.

During his time tracking the demon he had come across a few things, one of which was the first place they went to, and it turned out to be a storage facility. He took note of it but really didn't have much to do. It would be a waste to try and break in if it was empty, and he didn't feel like trying to break in with the security, and getting a unit to try and follow a dull lead was just a waste, so he let it go hoping it wasn't anything too crucial. The next major place he marked happened to be their new home, and when they were gone he managed to infiltrate the home and bug the entire place, using the equipment to spy as best he could on them to get a sense of when they were home, where they were, and most importantly when Damon would be at his easiest to strike.

That proved difficult... he listened in on... well most of what went on. Some of it he recorded but didn't really listen to since they were quite loud during their love making. That was something Abel almost felt embarrassed about, finding himself completely red in the face whenever it started to happen, but he did gain the name of the other demon this way, Silv. he had heard the name loudly and often, and due to that he was a bit disgusted by the name by now because it brought back the memories of the first time he listened in not knowing quite what was going on until they were really into it. Silv and Damon seemed to be the only two in there what so ever.

Either way he was slowly getting prepared weapon wise, his arsenal included four daggers; one dagger strapped to each of his biceps with the handles down, made so that he had to physically remove them and placed under his shirt to keep them as hidden as possible; the other two daggers were strapped to his calves on the outer part of each leg, handles up so that he could grab while in a kneeling position. These weapons had a little part you had to push down to pull the daggers free under the guard.

He had a hunting knife strapped to his lower back, horizontal along the belt line with the handle toward his right so his right hand could grab it, blade facing up. He had a sword sheathed and strapped to his back diagonally, once again with it up on his right for his right hand to reach back since it was his dominant hand. His left hand would have another purpose after all. Six rings specially machined were on his left hand in groups of three, each had a string of sharp and strong piano wire, and if he moved three of the rings to his right hand he could use it as a defensive weapon, the rings had some movement but were connected with a bit of strong rubbed so that he wouldn't get them mixed up.

Along with that he had two handguns placed under his arms, fully loaded. He had them strapped in and pretty tight since he was thinking of using them for one purpose and one alone, escaping. Those would be his last resort as a way of leaving the premises in a hurry, shooting out a window or possible just spraying the place up with bullets and making a run for it. Either way if that didn't work he was also packing six flash bang grenades, two frag grenades, two smoke bombs, and he was sporting a really high tech armor of sorts, dragon skin. The way it worked was by doing a scale plate with bullet proof to evenly distribute blows, stopping even bullet piercing ammunition and taking several hits without letting anything get through. This covered his chest, shoulders, back, and the sides where his ribs were but he couldn't get it anywhere else on his body since he may or may not have gotten on a few bad lists in obtaining this equipment.

The time had come though, the night before an argument, or rather yelling took place and it seemed that damon was going to be home alone. He made his way into the apartment building, starting up the stairs as he pulled out the remote detonation device. Along with those bugs he managed to plant bombs, big bombs throughout the room that would easily take out the room and probably make some of the structural integrity go out the window. As he made his way up to the floor he pulled out some ear plugs, placing them in he grabbed a pair of shades and placed them on. The leather gloves with rings over his left hand were snug, and he pressed the button.

"Boom...." He said as he pushed it and braced himself for the explosion. Once it was over he would charge toward the door of the place, and had it not been completely blown off he would finish the door by kicking it down with his boots. Abel looking almost like SWAT as he made his way in. Honestly, he probably looked really cool, but he felt more suicidal than anything. His heart was pounding and he was sweating bullets, the heat from the blast not doing anything to help that. His hand reached down and grabbed one of the grenades hooked to his belt, flash bang. The frags were in pockets so that he didn't leave himself to be blown the fuck up, but the flash bang were ready to go.

He got ready to use it as he entered the room to assess what was going on.


tagged | Damon/Silv
words | 1185
outfit | Described in post, I'll have a pic another time.
notes | BOOM
lyrics | coheed & cambria - made out of nothing

IT'S ALL ABOUT YOU
The Personal Stuff

••• Your Name: Joe
••• Age: 22
••• Gender: I AM A MANLY MAN!
••• How'd you find us: Akeelah brought me. I was promised cookies....
••• Did you read the rules: Edited

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