A False Kingdom – Urban Dystopia [EX] Interest Check

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Sparrowhawke

Quote from: King Serperior on January 09, 2016, 07:23:05 PM
Ah, okay, I must have missed that city's age then.  I'll think of something in the next day or so to make the changes.

EDIT:  I'll sit on this character for now.  The character was bouncing around my head for a few days.  I'll work out on if I can mentally afford to add another game and character.  I just needed to get the character out of my head.  >.<

All good, and I completely understand if you can't, I've had to not join a few that I liked for similar reasons

Terris Geolith

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Terris Geolith

Name: Oneiroi
Nickname: The Dreamist
Age: Somewhere in his 20s (25, maybe. He can't remember his birthday)
Orientation: Heterosexual Obsessive Romantic (That's a thing, right?)

Role: Court? Citizen?
Personality: Peaceful, Quixotic, Intelligent, Calculating. Oneiroi can be a bit of a wild card on some days. He could be as peaceful and businesslike as a person could be. Even show some sense of honor and respect. Other times, he can be a little...off. Talking to himself. Talking to the flowers that he cares for as part of his "garden". He seems like one who has very much found the company of himself as a comfort more than a weakness or a setback. His romantic obsession is a newly discovered trait that he developed for a certain person not too long ago...but one might just consider him crazy. Y'know, if you want to label things...

Background: Oneiroi can barely remember a steady home...or a stable sense of parenthood or a childhood. He was always a person without a sense of a history or an identity. He seemed to exist, seemed to live throughout the bad, and through the evil and the fire. The ever spreading fire. But through the bad, he found something that he could cling to, that could give him purpose: Drug manufacturing. Well, truly he preferred the term apothecary. Or Potions Master. He learned the skill from a collection of meth heads who he had been sold to as a sort of mule to traffic some Bike Gang's drugs. He learned the importance of supply and demand...and what happens when you can't supply. But there was something about the art of "cooking" that made the bad seem good.

And he was good at it. Really good. But he never truly took the credit of some of the works that he had tested: Crow's Eye, Yellow Snow, Fairy Juice, and Mardock Scramble (he was really proud of that one). But just before he had landed himself in Mefiance, he had managed to create something interesting...with really some simple ingredients and an added mix of blue lotus. It left people in a state of...lifelessness almost. Their eyes would blacken to something like the eyes of Dolls. It unnerved him a bit and he hoped, nay, he fought to make sure that he would never become like them. He didn't get the chance to name his new concoction as the place of business that he was sort of forced to working with was raided. He could have played the victim, but it didn't seem like it was an option for him as he was thrown into Mefiance before he really had a say in the manner. "They could use someone like you," one of the law had said before giving him a kick in the ass and leaving him to fend for his own.

He found his own sense of space, gathered up as much material that he could manage and went into business for himself, keeping to the shadows and selling where he could to whoever he could but acting as a dealer and not as the proprietor, pretending that he was getting his stuff from an anonymous source. It was a mixture of new things he was working on and some old ones, including the unknown liquid goodie. He had finally just decided to call it the very thing that he thought of when he looked into people's eyes when they took it. It was like it was taking him into the void. So that's what it became. Void.

And with that name...also came the visit of a pale-skinned delicious beauty into his life. Someone who...made the hellhole he was in...just a little bit more worth it. Her name was Myst, she had said.

Played by: Terris Geolith
Killable?: Probably? Maybe? Yes? No? Dunno. Roll of the dice.
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"/I don't fit in this world but yet I exist. It's why I'm called the Desperado of Reality. I defy all logic of your world...and make my own." -Terris Geolith
The random thought for today: "Life is an echo. Keep the signal going.";
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Sparrowhawke

Sorry this took so long for me to get back to you, Terris, you're very much accepted


Terris Geolith

He grins a bit at Dim and chuckles.

"Oh boy..."

Bows his head.

"And no worries, Sparrow. Life can get hectic."
<a href="http://terrisgeolith.wordpress.com/"> The Darkness of Terris Geolith: A Blog of Sorts. Click and enter.  9/24/15 Updated: Five Months ago: Sharing </a>
"/I don't fit in this world but yet I exist. It's why I'm called the Desperado of Reality. I defy all logic of your world...and make my own." -Terris Geolith
The random thought for today: "Life is an echo. Keep the signal going.";
<a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=34348.0"> Pleasure and Pains (O/O) </a>
<a href="http://tinyurl.com/nexusterris"> Nexus of Terris (A/A)