Post by Declan Grimm on Jun 26, 2015 11:36:05 GMT -6
Declan Grimm
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Orientation: Pansexual
Profession: Mercenary
Occupation: Spy - Assassin
Mentor: The Rocket Man
Appearance: Declan likes to consider himself of above average height, and of healthy weight. His skin is tanned, his eyes brows handsome, and his mouth always smirking. His teeth are not perfectly square and are more rounded than not, and his canine teeth are a little longer than the rest; but it doesn't seem to mess with his smile too much. In fact it's one of his favourite features about himself. His eyes are like an emerald, with them getting lighter and creamier towards the centre in star burst pattern. His lips are full, even when curved in his usual smirking state. He barely grows facial hair, and is blessed/cursed with baby face.
When he's anxious he usually stands there using one arm to hold the other, and rocks back and forth. And when he's worried he usually does the same thing, just accompanied with biting on his lower lip, sometimes to the point of bleeding; though he doesn't realize it until well after. Also he's rather lanky on a whole, with longish arms, legs, and torso. It's not something that would be the first thing pointed out about Declan, but the more you look the more you'd notice his slightly longer body proportions. His body isn't the most amazing physique on the world, but he's definitely toned, mostly due to his youth, as he puts no 'real' effort to exercising.
Declan is one of the people that is obsessed with NOT smelling badly. Whenever someone is around him they will get a whiff of some cologne, or something pleasant. His favourite fragrance being one that he'd received on his 14th birthday and had to replace a half dozen times ever since, despite his vast collection of colognes; a mix of sunkern oils, hoondour musk, and milotic scale, ground by a steelix. His voice is pretty average or so he'd like to think. It isn't the deepest thing he's ever heard, but you definitely wouldn't mistake his voice for a girl over the phone. That is unless he's having a 'flamboyant' moment then he can get all 'gay' on you with lots of pitches and tones. usually accompanied with a laugh or two from himself. .
Everyday Clothes: He is usually wearing a pear of skinny jeans and a plain v neck and a long black trench coat. Everything is always black. Nothing fancy, just super basic. He loves belts, and his ear plugs, having each of those in every colour known to man
Formal Garbs:* N/A
Pack: Utility Belt & Thigh Harness
Personality:
.COCKY-
I’m not conceited, just confident….Nah! Your right! I’m Amazing. Declan is arrogantly confident, and so undeniably sure of himself it can get ridiculous at times. He is often fighting for the limelight, and more times than not he wins it…either because he truly earned it, or he is so persistent about it, most people give up. He’s the kind of guy that goes fishing for compliments, and loves it when you talk about him. This enflamed ego of course adds to his thought of having anyone at anytime and anywhere. Few people rival him, due to the fact that it’s exhausting, however as far as he’s concerned it because they are scared senseless.
.WHORE.
She’s coming over at 9 for a little fun… wanna be at my house at 11? At this point in Declan’s life there is nothing more important…and pleasurable then..sex. And he simply can’t get enough of it. Most people that know him…know that he’s only in it for that good old bed time…bleacher time…locker room time…or wherever time. However most people would think girls wanted to be more than just used play things, however for an unexplained reason they are attracted to him, he wasn’t complaining though. The only way it would get easier was if the girls lined up, and waited their turns.
.EMOTIONLESS.
You've fallen and can't get up!? That’s nice Good luck! Declan doesn’t care what you think…and don’t think it’s a cover, because he really doesn’t. He won’t lose a wink of sleep knowing your mother is the hospital. Hardened and cold as stone, it’s just easier that way, living the life he does. To get emotionally attached to someone, is just too much work, and in the end too devastating. Declan was once a young lad, full of hopes and dreams, and caring for others, however now… the only emotion he shows these days is lust. However hidden from his realization he's emotionless because it just easier that way.... It’s easier to reject everyone and just go after that feel good pleasure rather than trying to pursue a relationship where he gets hurt...
.LEADER.
To lead is not to only strike fear, but to inspire while you induce fear! Declan was born to lead, whether he liked it or not. Submersed in classes, books, debates, and any other form of training to stimulate his mind in the ways of the leader. Declan knows what it takes to inspire the people around him, but at the moment he just uses it to manipulate and get what he wants. However under his sour façade, his true potential lays dormant. He has the ability if he chooses so, to lead, and direct people, allowing them to seek power under his perception, and power, but he much rather work alone.
Likes: likes bringing do-gooders down a notch, his occupation, sex, working alone(bar his pokemon), torturing, thrill of the hunt, sweet candy
Dislikes:working in a team with other humans, when the prey gets away, innocents, nostalgic talk of the 'old world' , sour things, old people, babies,
Backstory:
Declan is the middle child of his small, modest family. His parents were high school sweethearts, and it was the classic love story. They had been together forever, or that is how it seems for young Declan. Being the middle child comes with all the middle child burdens...and privileges. He wasn't the oldest so he wasn't responsible for a bunch of things, and he wasn't the youngest so he wasn't watched like a hawk. But then again he wasn't allowed to do what his older brother could, while he wasn't spoiled and babied like his younger sister. All in all he was allowed to wander and given free reign to explore the areas outside his ranch, which he loved doing as a child.
Declan's family is supposedly from the SilSol Clan from many many years ago, or so the family legend goes. Someone on his fathers side too many years to care was one of those ruthless barbarians where they caught pokemon with apricots and if they were too weak or unbecoming, they slaughtered them and feasted on their carcasses. Declan always tell this bit of history to whomever would listen, waiting for them to say how horrible that is, so he could rebut that we do it today, just ninety percent of the population no longer have to slaughter their own food, his family does it for them. Cynical the boy is at times.
Life continued and Declan stayed on the Ranch with his family, helping out, like his father did, like his grandfather did, and like his older brother did. But Declan's favourite days were sale days, when they'd ride into the city, and sell their goods. This is where Declan knew he wanted to be, even as a young child. And this is where he met his first love, Warren. The two boys bonded over everything, and spent many a time together, whether in the city or in the forests around his father's ranch. The two were inseparable, until Warren just up and decided that 'old earth' wasn't enough for him, and he left for the new one, without as much as a note to Declan. Clearly he wasn't as committed as Declan, and this broke his heart...for a while. After that it just hardened to love, and he tried looking for more of a... casual setting.
Declan heard about the portal opening to the new world through some passersby a while back, but his father never thought it was a good idea. He believed the closest you should get to a pokemon is on a dinner plate, and that was all fine and dandy, but it's not the only thing Declan wanted. Not to mention this world was dying, and they went from a full herd of 100 plus pokemon, to a measly 3 or so barely feeding his own family. So finally after a year of begging, Declan got tired of being told no, and just left.
Declan arrived at the new world, and fell back to what he knew. Slinking into the shadows and avoided everyone. He honed a few skills being in this feral world, and now he has been summoned by the rocket man himself. This could be his opportunity to get the power he needs to find Warren...
Mentor: The Rocket Man
Appearance: Declan likes to consider himself of above average height, and of healthy weight. His skin is tanned, his eyes brows handsome, and his mouth always smirking. His teeth are not perfectly square and are more rounded than not, and his canine teeth are a little longer than the rest; but it doesn't seem to mess with his smile too much. In fact it's one of his favourite features about himself. His eyes are like an emerald, with them getting lighter and creamier towards the centre in star burst pattern. His lips are full, even when curved in his usual smirking state. He barely grows facial hair, and is blessed/cursed with baby face.
When he's anxious he usually stands there using one arm to hold the other, and rocks back and forth. And when he's worried he usually does the same thing, just accompanied with biting on his lower lip, sometimes to the point of bleeding; though he doesn't realize it until well after. Also he's rather lanky on a whole, with longish arms, legs, and torso. It's not something that would be the first thing pointed out about Declan, but the more you look the more you'd notice his slightly longer body proportions. His body isn't the most amazing physique on the world, but he's definitely toned, mostly due to his youth, as he puts no 'real' effort to exercising.
Declan is one of the people that is obsessed with NOT smelling badly. Whenever someone is around him they will get a whiff of some cologne, or something pleasant. His favourite fragrance being one that he'd received on his 14th birthday and had to replace a half dozen times ever since, despite his vast collection of colognes; a mix of sunkern oils, hoondour musk, and milotic scale, ground by a steelix. His voice is pretty average or so he'd like to think. It isn't the deepest thing he's ever heard, but you definitely wouldn't mistake his voice for a girl over the phone. That is unless he's having a 'flamboyant' moment then he can get all 'gay' on you with lots of pitches and tones. usually accompanied with a laugh or two from himself. .
Everyday Clothes: He is usually wearing a pear of skinny jeans and a plain v neck and a long black trench coat. Everything is always black. Nothing fancy, just super basic. He loves belts, and his ear plugs, having each of those in every colour known to man
Formal Garbs:* N/A
Pack: Utility Belt & Thigh Harness
Personality:
.COCKY-
I’m not conceited, just confident….Nah! Your right! I’m Amazing. Declan is arrogantly confident, and so undeniably sure of himself it can get ridiculous at times. He is often fighting for the limelight, and more times than not he wins it…either because he truly earned it, or he is so persistent about it, most people give up. He’s the kind of guy that goes fishing for compliments, and loves it when you talk about him. This enflamed ego of course adds to his thought of having anyone at anytime and anywhere. Few people rival him, due to the fact that it’s exhausting, however as far as he’s concerned it because they are scared senseless.
.WHORE.
She’s coming over at 9 for a little fun… wanna be at my house at 11? At this point in Declan’s life there is nothing more important…and pleasurable then..sex. And he simply can’t get enough of it. Most people that know him…know that he’s only in it for that good old bed time…bleacher time…locker room time…or wherever time. However most people would think girls wanted to be more than just used play things, however for an unexplained reason they are attracted to him, he wasn’t complaining though. The only way it would get easier was if the girls lined up, and waited their turns.
.EMOTIONLESS.
You've fallen and can't get up!? That’s nice Good luck! Declan doesn’t care what you think…and don’t think it’s a cover, because he really doesn’t. He won’t lose a wink of sleep knowing your mother is the hospital. Hardened and cold as stone, it’s just easier that way, living the life he does. To get emotionally attached to someone, is just too much work, and in the end too devastating. Declan was once a young lad, full of hopes and dreams, and caring for others, however now… the only emotion he shows these days is lust. However hidden from his realization he's emotionless because it just easier that way.... It’s easier to reject everyone and just go after that feel good pleasure rather than trying to pursue a relationship where he gets hurt...
.LEADER.
To lead is not to only strike fear, but to inspire while you induce fear! Declan was born to lead, whether he liked it or not. Submersed in classes, books, debates, and any other form of training to stimulate his mind in the ways of the leader. Declan knows what it takes to inspire the people around him, but at the moment he just uses it to manipulate and get what he wants. However under his sour façade, his true potential lays dormant. He has the ability if he chooses so, to lead, and direct people, allowing them to seek power under his perception, and power, but he much rather work alone.
Likes: likes bringing do-gooders down a notch, his occupation, sex, working alone(bar his pokemon), torturing, thrill of the hunt, sweet candy
Dislikes:working in a team with other humans, when the prey gets away, innocents, nostalgic talk of the 'old world' , sour things, old people, babies,
Backstory:
Declan is the middle child of his small, modest family. His parents were high school sweethearts, and it was the classic love story. They had been together forever, or that is how it seems for young Declan. Being the middle child comes with all the middle child burdens...and privileges. He wasn't the oldest so he wasn't responsible for a bunch of things, and he wasn't the youngest so he wasn't watched like a hawk. But then again he wasn't allowed to do what his older brother could, while he wasn't spoiled and babied like his younger sister. All in all he was allowed to wander and given free reign to explore the areas outside his ranch, which he loved doing as a child.
Declan's family is supposedly from the SilSol Clan from many many years ago, or so the family legend goes. Someone on his fathers side too many years to care was one of those ruthless barbarians where they caught pokemon with apricots and if they were too weak or unbecoming, they slaughtered them and feasted on their carcasses. Declan always tell this bit of history to whomever would listen, waiting for them to say how horrible that is, so he could rebut that we do it today, just ninety percent of the population no longer have to slaughter their own food, his family does it for them. Cynical the boy is at times.
Life continued and Declan stayed on the Ranch with his family, helping out, like his father did, like his grandfather did, and like his older brother did. But Declan's favourite days were sale days, when they'd ride into the city, and sell their goods. This is where Declan knew he wanted to be, even as a young child. And this is where he met his first love, Warren. The two boys bonded over everything, and spent many a time together, whether in the city or in the forests around his father's ranch. The two were inseparable, until Warren just up and decided that 'old earth' wasn't enough for him, and he left for the new one, without as much as a note to Declan. Clearly he wasn't as committed as Declan, and this broke his heart...for a while. After that it just hardened to love, and he tried looking for more of a... casual setting.
Declan heard about the portal opening to the new world through some passersby a while back, but his father never thought it was a good idea. He believed the closest you should get to a pokemon is on a dinner plate, and that was all fine and dandy, but it's not the only thing Declan wanted. Not to mention this world was dying, and they went from a full herd of 100 plus pokemon, to a measly 3 or so barely feeding his own family. So finally after a year of begging, Declan got tired of being told no, and just left.
Declan arrived at the new world, and fell back to what he knew. Slinking into the shadows and avoided everyone. He honed a few skills being in this feral world, and now he has been summoned by the rocket man himself. This could be his opportunity to get the power he needs to find Warren...
