Post by siburis on Jul 30, 2010 17:47:53 GMT -8
Siburis Xaris
[/center]( The Basics )
( Full Name)[/color] Siburis Xaris
( Nickname )[/color] None
( Age )[/color] age 17
( Birthdate )[/color] 12 of November
( Sex )[/color] Male
( Hometown )[/color] Santa Cruz
( Class )[/color] senior
( Sexuality )[/color] straight
( Played By )[/color] Orlando Bloom
( Their Power)
( Ability )[/color] Emotion Control and Power Mimic
( Type of Power )[/color] Mental
( Weakness )[/color] When his emotions are out of control, he has trouble controling the emotions of others. When people use more then one power at once, he has trouble mimicing. He can only mimic a person's power when they are in close proximity to him, and he can only have one power he can mimic at a time.
( Good vs. Evil )[/color] A villain[/size]
( Personality )
Siburis is a very quiet person, keeping to himself most of the time. He is old fashion person, living his life my morals and chivalry, holding honor above all else. He likes to walk around, moving from place to place and usually finds a secret place of his own where he can go and think. He is extremely composure and always thinking about things. He can be very aggressive at time since he is easily offended but he is normally a nice person until given a reason not to. He only respects people that have earned it from him. He is rough around the edges and always has his guard up, never letting people get to close.
( Little Details )
( Strengths)[/color] He is a quick thinker, being able to think quickly on the spot.
( Weaknesses )[/b][/color] He is a cold person at times, being distached from others. Has poor social skills
( Dark Secrets)[/color] He has been alone all his life, having his guard up. He secretly longs to find someon that he can finally let his guard down with.
( Reputation )[/color] Nothing is really know about him. He is always quiet, keeping to himself in the shadows. People see him as a lone wolf and slightly dark
( Family)
( Mother )[/color] Emily Xaris deceased
( Father )[/b][/color] James Xaris deceased
( Siblings )[/b][/color] None
( Any Other)[/b][/color]
( Belongings )
( Motorcycle )[/color]
( Phone )[/b][/color] Black Katana
( Music )[/b][/color] Black Classic Ipod
( Anything Else)[/b][/color] Several types of weapons but they are in a storage. Also a large amount of money but will not be given to him till he is 18.
(Sample)
They make their way down stairs as the house starts to be engulfed by the destructive fire. The house starts to collapse around them as they make their way to the to the cellar door. Picking up a gas lamp to light the dark, Siburis leads his wife and children down the step and towards the far wall. His hands move smoothly over the stone wall, searching for the spot that he knows is there. With a small sigh he presses hard against the wall as several metallic clicks sound in the silence and the wall swings open like a door. He steps into the tunnel, now light by the lamp with his wife close behind him. The door to the tunnel closes as they make their escape from the now destroyed house. His wife stumbles slightly as the ground starts to slop upwards, signifying that the tunnel was coming to an end. Siburis hands his wife their daughter as he pushes forcefully against the trap door to the tunnel, throwing it wide open. He signals for her to wait as he climbs out and looks at the surrounding area, extinguishing the lamp as he does. He reaches down and takes his daughter in one hand as he helps is wife and son out with the other. They all stand there for a moment, taking in the cool night air into their lunges. Siburis looks at his wife and followers her gaze, seeing in the distance their once beautiful home now engulfed by bright flames. He turns back to his wife, a stern yet warm look on his face as he whispers to her “You are going to take the children and get as far away from here as you can.” His wife turned to him with a look of bewilderment and anger. “How dare you say that” she said, her body slightly shaking. “How can you tell me that after what just happened, how you could be ...?” but she was cut off as he step close to her and kissed her passionately, his lips pressing firmly against hers. They held one another, his head resting on her as a small tear ran down her face. She looks up at him, her eyes strong yet full of pain and sorrow. “Please my love, be careful.” She whispers to him. He grins at her, a warm and cocky look as he says, “When aren’t I.” She sets their son down on his feet as Siburis hands her their daughter still curled up asleep in her blanket. He turns and starts walking away but feels something pulling his shirt. His eyes move down and into the red eyes of his son
