Post by monarch on Nov 1, 2011 2:04:55 GMT -5
Aleister Monarch Vicious
Monarch ○ 43 ○ Human / Wizard ○ Daniel Craig
“Stupidity isn't punishable by death.
If it was, there would be a hell of a population drop."
He is around five foot ten and weighs in at an even hundred eighty pounds. He always wears his hair short and there is are streaks of gray starting to form in the dirty blond color that is natural. His eyes are blue much akin to the color of the ocean. His body is not in peak physical condition but he tries to work out to maintain the weight he is at and many women find him handsome. He tries to keep his face trimmed but his laziness often gets the better of them and there can be days that he goes without shaving. His clothes are typical clothes and they are nothing special. He owns only one suit, and a couple of tie’s as far as anything fancy goes, and when he is at home you can often find him in a pair of lounge pants.
Typically which isn’t in sight for several reasons in many of the clothes he wears he has a loose necklace that is a circle and within the circle is the cross, and the cross is made of silver. On his wrist he has a bracelet that is also silver and has many different symbols of various cultures inscribed along the outside and is a protection bracelet of sorts and he never leaves home without his necklace or the bracelet mentioned previously.
Typically which isn’t in sight for several reasons in many of the clothes he wears he has a loose necklace that is a circle and within the circle is the cross, and the cross is made of silver. On his wrist he has a bracelet that is also silver and has many different symbols of various cultures inscribed along the outside and is a protection bracelet of sorts and he never leaves home without his necklace or the bracelet mentioned previously.
“Some moments are perfect, and then someone comes along and fucks it up.
Ain't it always the way.”
| [atrb=border,0,true] LIKES , | DISLIKES , |
| [atrb=valign,top] ○ Drinking ○ Women ○ Chinese Food ○ Books period ○ Horror movies ○ Sex | ○ Super Naturals Abusing Power ○ Murders ○ Rapists ○ Annoying people ○ Unintelligent people ○ Ignorant people |
GOOD TRAITS , | BAD TRAITS , |
| [atrb=valign,top] ○ Protects Innocents ○ Is always there for anyone who needs him ○ Gets revenge for those who cannot get it themselves ○ Puts his life on the line for people he barely knows | ○ Addiction to books ○ Tends to trust people to easily ○ Easily depressed when relations end ○ Kind of an alcoholic |
SKILLS , | FEARS , |
| [atrb=valign,top] ○ Can read and understand almost any language ○ Quick on his toes no matter the situation ○ Wizard things (Wards, spells, incantations, etc) | ○ Claustrophobic ○ Death |
"One thing i could always depend on Jean-Claude.
Pain in the ass that he was, he always seemed to be there."
Aleister has had a thing for drinking all his life and if anything it runs in the family and he has always been a lady man and he treats his women with the utter and most respect. He is almost famous around these parts and anyone who utters his name knows he holds a reputation for himself, not only in bed but as a Wizard also. Many know he has an addiction for books of any kind, and he is especially addicted to those of the older and rarer style for he keeps a collection in his house of various old books from many different cultures. Even though he knows it is far from good for him you can also most often find him with a box of Chinese food from one of the local Chinese restaurants for he loves to spoil himself with the yummy food.
Throughout his life he has been plagued by the paranormal due to his unique ‘gifts’ and he hates any paranormal entity that abuses its power for whatever reason, and he hates it the most when they abuse their power for people who cannot even defend themselves. He has been quite known to get many a human out of many a pickle because they could not defend themselves. He is a protector of innocents even if there is no cash involved. He is also there for the few friends that he has, and along with protecting the innocent he obtains revenge for those who cannot obtain it themselves. Tending to put his life in the line for those he barely knows.
His bad traits can also be good. Such as the one with his addiction to books, he is often reading several books at a time. He has a book in the car, one in the bathroom, and one in various rooms of his apartment so whatever room he happens to be in that is the book he is reading in that room. He also tends to trust people to easily and this often leads him into depression when these people are not who they appear to be. This also leads to his alcoholism which is slowly destroying him in the most horrible way, his liver. He can read and speak in many different languages fluently. Along with being able to analyze any situation and find his way out of it, right along with the many Wizard things that he can do. Even though people think he is so great he can be shocked by being put into tight places since he is a claustrophobic person and most of all afraid of death.
Throughout his life he has been plagued by the paranormal due to his unique ‘gifts’ and he hates any paranormal entity that abuses its power for whatever reason, and he hates it the most when they abuse their power for people who cannot even defend themselves. He has been quite known to get many a human out of many a pickle because they could not defend themselves. He is a protector of innocents even if there is no cash involved. He is also there for the few friends that he has, and along with protecting the innocent he obtains revenge for those who cannot obtain it themselves. Tending to put his life in the line for those he barely knows.
His bad traits can also be good. Such as the one with his addiction to books, he is often reading several books at a time. He has a book in the car, one in the bathroom, and one in various rooms of his apartment so whatever room he happens to be in that is the book he is reading in that room. He also tends to trust people to easily and this often leads him into depression when these people are not who they appear to be. This also leads to his alcoholism which is slowly destroying him in the most horrible way, his liver. He can read and speak in many different languages fluently. Along with being able to analyze any situation and find his way out of it, right along with the many Wizard things that he can do. Even though people think he is so great he can be shocked by being put into tight places since he is a claustrophobic person and most of all afraid of death.
“When crime busting is easier than your
personal life,
personal life,
something has gone seriously wrong.”
Aleister ‘Monarch’ Vicious, his history is literally shrouded in mystery and there isn’t a soul a alive who knows the entire story from start to finish. He doesn’t like to divulge into his history very much, for there were so many bad things that happened during his life that he doesn’t like to bring up the fact very often. On the rare occurrence he does get lost in a part of history and will verbally speak this out loud. Of course there are not very many Wizards that are of his caliber and this is another reason that his history must remain a secret so no one figures out how he obtained these teachings in the first place.
"Curiosity killed the cat.
Here was hoping it didn't do the same for animators."
Just call me Monarch after my character, I’m nineteen years old and have been in the role playing scene for at least seven years although as of late I have been out of it due to real life issues and college. So now, I am trying it again, to see if I can handle it right along with everything else I have to deal with. It’s a pleasure being here and I have been involved with most of the mods here since the very beginning of the many sites that they’ve owned. It’s been a pleasure.
It was just another day for Aleister, he got up out of his queen size bed and turn his head from side to side. A satisfying crack with each turn has he got himself up and made his way right to the kitchen. Heading to the coffee and fishing out two scoops of coffee to put into the coffee maker. The water was already in it and it soon started brewing soon after he flipped the switch. Mhm.. nothing like the smell of fresh coffee in the morning. Nestled in a corner of the kitchen was a staff that was fashioned from black oak and stood as tall as he did. The minute his hands made contact with the familiar material symbols appeared along the length as other symbols also lit up around the length of his humble abode.
What were the symbols that were hidden in the wood? It was a complicated ward that protected him and any who rested in his house. These kept out ghosts, vampires, werewolves, you name it, it kept it out. The only way any of these super natural beings could be let in was with invitation and just as they were let in they could also be forced out. Anyone who over stayed there welcome could be shocked out literally. One word and the floor would literally guide them out and electrocute them the entire way and this was all one complicated spell that was embedded into the walls and took several days of energy and work. Letting go of the staff it flew back into its corner and the symbols from around the room stopped glowing and faded back into the plaster and wood work. Just in time also, has his coffee maker made a satisfying ding.
Taking it off the pot he poured himself a cup and decided to use the French vanilla creamer today. Looking over at the fridge the door lightly popped open, and the vanilla creamer glided out onto the table. Taking a hold of it he poured a bit in until he thought it was proportioned correctly. Hrm, maybe today would be an easy day after all. No phone calls yet, nothing that goes bump in the night banging on his door.. yet, and he nice cup of coffee to start the morning off.
It was just another day for Aleister, he got up out of his queen size bed and turn his head from side to side. A satisfying crack with each turn has he got himself up and made his way right to the kitchen. Heading to the coffee and fishing out two scoops of coffee to put into the coffee maker. The water was already in it and it soon started brewing soon after he flipped the switch. Mhm.. nothing like the smell of fresh coffee in the morning. Nestled in a corner of the kitchen was a staff that was fashioned from black oak and stood as tall as he did. The minute his hands made contact with the familiar material symbols appeared along the length as other symbols also lit up around the length of his humble abode.
What were the symbols that were hidden in the wood? It was a complicated ward that protected him and any who rested in his house. These kept out ghosts, vampires, werewolves, you name it, it kept it out. The only way any of these super natural beings could be let in was with invitation and just as they were let in they could also be forced out. Anyone who over stayed there welcome could be shocked out literally. One word and the floor would literally guide them out and electrocute them the entire way and this was all one complicated spell that was embedded into the walls and took several days of energy and work. Letting go of the staff it flew back into its corner and the symbols from around the room stopped glowing and faded back into the plaster and wood work. Just in time also, has his coffee maker made a satisfying ding.
Taking it off the pot he poured himself a cup and decided to use the French vanilla creamer today. Looking over at the fridge the door lightly popped open, and the vanilla creamer glided out onto the table. Taking a hold of it he poured a bit in until he thought it was proportioned correctly. Hrm, maybe today would be an easy day after all. No phone calls yet, nothing that goes bump in the night banging on his door.. yet, and he nice cup of coffee to start the morning off.