Post by Cassius on Sept 3, 2012 16:40:06 GMT -5
Presenting [Cassius]
CHARACTER INFORMATION
Character Name: Cassius
Date of Birth / Age: September 8;17 years old at the end of DMC4
Nicknames: Cass (though he doesn't really like it when people call him this)
Position: Human
CHARACTER DESCRIPTION
Appearance: Cassius is of slightly below-average height for his age, standing around 5'9, and is relatively lanky, with a lean physique. His hair is black and unkempt to his shoulders, some strands of which falls in or around his eyes. Said eyes are a blue-grey color, and deep set. He tends to have darker circles beneath them, giving his face a perpetually tired appearance; this accentuates the often concerned or worried expression his face naturally tends to fall into.
Cassius dresses in his customized uniform as a Knight in the Order of the Sword. The uniform is crisp white with engraved gold buttons and gold piping along seams and edges, as well as black accents. In contrast to the white uniform, he wears black gloves and black boots, on the heels of which are attached a set of silver spurs.
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CHARACTER PERSONALITY
Strengths Cassius uses a gunblade type weapon called the Avalerion, with which he is very adept. He has superb aim and is quite agile.
Weaknesses Being human, his body is frailer than those of most of his opponents, and he has to be careful about getting knocked around too much. Cassius also has a debilitating phobia of heights, to the point where his entire body can lock up out of fear and refuse to move.
Personality: Cassius is a somewhat un-trusting, worrisome person who has a hard time getting close to people. Despite this, he genuinely wants to give people the benefit of the doubt and believe the best of them, he just has a terribly difficult time of it. Because of this, he tends to come off as cold or a even little bratty, depending on the individual he is interacting with.
However, if a person is lucky enough to earn his trust and friendship, he’ll go to the ends of the earth for them. But, if that trust were to be broken there’s a good chance he wouldn’t hesitate in shooting to kill. Because of this, Cassius could be seen as somewhat vindictive, and a lot of Knights closer to his age find his personality somewhat abrasive and glum. He gets along better with older individuals, who find his somewhat melancholic and paranoid personality more amusing than annoying.
OVERALL BACKGROUND
Father: Antony, deceased
Mother: Julia, deceased
Siblings: None
Overall History: Cassius was born in Fortuna. His father was a sailor who worked for a merchant shipping company, importing goods to the city. His mother was a Knight in the Order, however both of his parents were tragically killed when Cassius was very young, his mother in the line of duty, and his father out at sea. Because he was so young when he lost his parents, he doesn’t remember much of them.
He was raised in fosterage in the Order of the Sword by his mother's comrades, and when he got older became one of its Knights. During this time, he inherited his mother's gunblade, Avalerion, which he spent many difficult years mastering the use of. He was one of its younger members, only becoming a fully-fledged Knight very shortly before the primary leaders of the Order were exposed as demons.
Role-Play Sample
It was dark in the underground lab. Dark and dank and there was…a smell. Cassius didn’t really want to think much about the smell; there were only so many things it could be. He stepped into a puddle that glittered black against the beam of his torch, but it had splashed little red droplets on the leg of his white uniform when his boot had plunged into it. His skin crawled, but he shook the blood off his boot and kept walking.
If he stood still and listened, he could hear water dripping from the ceiling in the distance, and footsteps echoing in farther off corridors. Those would be his fellow Knights; at least he wasn’t alone down here. Not that it was much comfort when there was a labyrinth of dark hallways separating him from the nearest backup. His fingers itched restlessly to wrap around the hilt of his gunblade, but he needed the light of the torch. Cassius only hoped that if something jumped him, he’d have time to draw his weapon.
ALL ABOUT YOU
Nickname: Samlet
Age: 21
How did you find us: Vergil
