Post by Lady Lauralee on Feb 13, 2011 1:06:39 GMT -5
Playby:Chace Crawford
Name: Chance Miller
Age: 18
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Species: Hybrid (half demon/human)
Physical Description: Chance is a combination of good looks and an irresistible charisma. He’s not too tall, measuring in at 5’11” and fairly lean being 182 pounds. He keeps his disheveled ash brown hair somewhat short and unruly. His icy blue eyes can lock even the strongest willed person in place with their arctic blue depths and dark sharp angled eyebrows. He pulls off a sexy 5 o’clock shadow throughout the day; the dark roughness of it stands out against his slightly alabaster skin, faint pink lips slightly angled jaw. If one is lucky to see skin from this guy all they would take note of his sinewy limbs, how each movement catches a ripple in his muscles as they are moved considering he appears to have not an ounce of fat. He has a few scars, mostly kept hidden are from when he was attacked in the woods years back when he found out he was part demon.
Attitude: Chance is a bad boy, have no doubt about it. Everything about him screams bad news. He is an unruly, unrelenting, and recalcitrant young man. It’s kind of hard to be good when one has the blood of a demon coursing through their veins. He is not evil per say, though some of his previous teachers would beg to differ. If you see him smirk it’s time to run for cover for he has something devious planned and may someone save who or whatever it is that he is directing it towards. He is a smooth talker and could talk a person out of the very clothes they are wearing. Though he not necessarily evil he is by far a good guy. Always know that whatever he does , in the end is always for his personal benefit.[/size]
Family/Pack or Coven: N/A
Father: Greg Miller(Adopted)-49/Unknown demon(Biological)
Mother: Andrea Miller-46(Adopted)/Tamara Tanner-48 (Biological)
Siblings: None
Abilities: Silver-tongued. Chance can be very persuasive and influential when he wants to be. Only those with a higher mental strength than his are unaffected by him when actively concentrating. (use of ability will be worked with the typist with whom Chance interacts with. Ability shall in no way be used for GMing)
History: Chance was born to Tamara Tanner in the back of a car on stuffy summer night on July 25th eighteen years ago. Tamara, having been seduced by a demon in human clothing unknowingly originally planned on keeping Chance to care and love for him, naming him Justin after her brother. It was evident after one year of his life that she would not be able to. The demon that impregnated her had many enemies within the demon world and she was visited many times unknowingly by them. Invisible to her they would whisper suggestions to her of killing the satanic offspring. Many times she had come alarmingly close to killing to doing so.
The stress of always attempting to kill her baby caused her to snap mentally and she was admitted into a mental facility upon which Chance was shuffled into the system to be adopted. Since he was a baby he had not problem being adopted. Who wouldn’t want a baby with big beautiful blue eyes and a mop of brown curls? The Miller’s, who adopted him, renamed him Zachary Chance Miller. They always said his middle name was to commemorate the fact that everyone gets second chances. Little did they know that chance would always have more than second chances. He would fully live up to his middle name, always receiving chance after chance.
As he grew up his unruliness was always chopped up to the fact that he was a boy and ‘boys will be boys’ as they say. As he grew older he realized that he possessed quite an ability to smooth talk his way out of anything as long the person he was talking to looked him in the eyes. The lower they were in mental strength the easier it was to talk his way out of anything. He made his way through middle and high school up until now with no problem. Little does he know is that when he turns twenty his biological father will come for him; his fate having been sealed the day he was conceived.
See a demon lives forever and a human host does not. So demons can only use a human host for only so long considering it becomes old (a host ages quicker when being used by an immortal being). So Chance was created with the specific purpose of becoming a longer lasting host body for daddy dearest. The true test being will a half human/ half demon host last indefinitely or only a few extra years? One thing is for certain…Daddy dearest plans to find out unless something else stops him.
RP Sample:
Chance shrugged off his jacket as he plopped down into his desk. Mrs. Larson, his Ecology teacher, pulled her lips into a tight line, the color draining from her mouth as her face clearly displayed her discontent at her bothersome student. She ignored him, deciding that ignoring him would make her victorious. Chance could really care less whether she chastised him or not. He knew that in war with word he would always end up victorious in the end. He wasn’t a silver tongue for nothing.
Out of the corner of his eye he noticed that Rebecca was staring at him yet again. She was cute; her ginger hair falling in ringlets around her cherubic face but she did nothing for him. He liked them more on the darker side….darker personalities, darker clothes, darker personas. She was just a little too angelic for his liking, though he wasn’t sure why. There were times where he really wanted nothing more than to get a beautiful, sweet innocent girl underneath him as he possessed her completely, but it was for all the wrong reasons. It was that he didn’t want to make love to them or have sex with them. That he definitely wouldn’t mind doing. He found that deep down inside it was because in the end he wanted nothing more than to ruin them. Take away their innocence and make them something more…sinister. Every time he thought that way he would push the innocent ones away after many a taxation on the mental faculties.
‘Whatever’ he thought as he decided to pay no mind to Mrs. Larson. He just wanted the class and the day to be over with, and as quickly as possible.
Species Code:Brimstone (no code for hybrids so I used the demon one)
Rules Code:Fried Chicken[/size]
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