Post by Lino Vidal Cartagena on Nov 3, 2011 7:52:08 GMT 1
LINO VIDAL CARTAGENA
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Full Name; Lino Vidal Cartagena
Nicknames; Lino
Age; 15
Birthday; August 14
Gender; Male
Blood; Flame demon
Powers; Heat Immunity
Controller(s); A white bracelet around both his wrists.
Grade; 10th grade
Dorm room; M-1014
Boarding; Full-board
Hair; Russet, it's rather wavy and usually tangled. Whether it's tied back or quite simply falling over his shoulders, it's rough to the touch whilst appearing somewhat straight.[/font] An olive green, usually rather dim and half open as a result of lack of sleep. Dark circles surround them.
In reality, his hair's rather curly. Nevertheless, the only time this fact is evident is when he combs through it. But being his lazy self, the act of him brushing through hair that reaches his back is as unlikely as him seeing colors.
Eyes;
Build; Generally shorter than the average. Not too much of a muscular build yet not necessarily weak. Has quite a stamina and can run long distances at a good speed despite his height and lack of exercice.
Height; 1, 56 m (5' 1.4")[/blockquote]
Personality; Lino's sarcastic and it comes as natural as breathing. He's one of the worst listeners and is the type that tends to just tune out. He has no shame whatsoever and will hum whilst you speak if he thinks that you aren't worth his time. He doesn't necessarily think that he is better than others, but more-or-less refuses to allow others' opinions affect his behavior. Nevertheless, he tries to keep an open mind and take advice when the mood strikes. He's not the type to really seek attention, but he gets it quite often. Just as well, he tends to create fights whenever possible and won't hesitate to throw in a punch due to an urge. His body's usually covered in bruises and cuts, but never has an injury quite handicapped him or stopped him from being his passive-aggressive self.
Sexuality; Bisexual.
Likes;
- Smoking
- Ice cream
- Cold weather
- Cats
- Doing absolutely nothing
Dislikes;
- Outdoors
- Music
- Children
- Sunny days
- Learning
Quirks;
- He has Achromatopsia, Nystagmus and Photophobia.
- He usually doesn't dress according to weather and tends to wear more-or-less bright clothes.
- He suffers from insomnia.
History; Son of a poor man that was left alone to raise the child and a careless flame demon, his parent didn't hesitate when it came tot abandoning him at an orphanage.
Bullied and singled out, Lino learned to keep to himself. Depression was sent right up his alley when he realized that his view of colors was limited to black and shades of grey, as well as the fact that there was an intolerable headache whenever he looked at the sun, or light in general. It was hard for him to focus on learning when his eyes were usually darting all over the place, but somehow, he managed to learn how to write. Speaking English actually wasn't all too hard, though.
Then, at the age of 13, Lino put on a pair of sunglasses and ran off, leaving the orphanage. Fueled with false hope, he assumed that he'd manage to survive, one way or another.
But he was forced to become a thief, and at some point, worse than a thief: a kid that didn't hesitate to shoot someone. Well, there was the intent to kill, but luckily, that hadn't happened. And so, when stuck in a rather dangerous situation and undergoing trial, his mother popped up. He was more-or-less abused, but just as well learned to control his abilities.
He was sent to Styrewood at the age of fourteen.
Roleplay Sample;
He sighed as he jumped onto his bed. He stared at his controllers, then at the lighter. It was empty by now. The boy groaned. He didn't have any cigarettes now just as well. It had been around mid-day. The weather wasn't at it's worst, but he still wasn't going to leave his room, at most the hall. He stood up and walked out the door. He looked around, looking to find someone. Of course he wouldn't, he didn't even understand why he was looking for someone. He walked out, taking small steps as he did so. He stood by the fountain, his long russet hair tied in a ponytail. He had been wearing a pair of cargo pants along with a white t-shirt. Over it he wore a jacket, although the sleeves had been pushed up to reveal more of his olive complexion. He watched as the halflings walked by. Most of them were likely to be at the cafeteria now. He looked up as someone spoke to him. "Care to join me?" the female asked, grinning. "Aha, sure, just one moment" He replied, a sarcastic tone to it.
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