Post by Damien Black on Sept 26, 2008 9:06:21 GMT -5
Name: Damien Black
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Damien stands at about 6 foot, give or take a little. He's rather lean, but muscular. His eyes are a dark gray.
Personality: Damien can come across as a rather dark fellow. He's rather full of himself, and hates having his ego defiled in any way. He likes to be on top, and in control, which makes his current situation difficult for him. He finds the oddest things amusing, and never shares what it is he found funny. Normally it's something trivial about another person, seeing as he tends to judge others in silence.
He's been known to loose himself to thought, and has what he calls 'selective hearing.' If he doesn't want to hear you, he's not going to be able to. He's very good at ignoring people. The only exception are those people who annoy him, or anger him. He has a short fuse, and an easy temper. Especially when the mind games he likes to play sometimes are turned against him.
He's rather intelligent, which sparks his clever and witty words. He has a tendency to be sarcastic, and look down upon other people. In general, he can come across as kind of cold, and uncaring. The latter of which he pretty much is.
What kind of people you like: Bi, prefers girls.
Which Role are you: Slave
Type of Sex you prefer: No preference
Custom Title: Black Shadow
History: Damien, when he was younger, didn't have the best home life. His family was always poor, and they were constantly in the need of money, just to sustain themselves through the night. He went without food often, as did his mother, for when there was something to eat, his father normally claimed it for himself.
His mother had been sickly on and off for a while now, due to cancer. He as about 7 when her disease finally took her. This left him alone with his deranged father, who drank enough alcohol each night for twelve men. Beatings were common when he was younger due to this, but when he started growing older, he began to fight back.
He was around 15 the first time he actually hit his father, and what was usually a beating, turned into a physical fight. It wasn't until a couple of years later though until he could really hold his own against the man, seeing as his father was near 6'5, and rather bulky.
He had to sustain himself due to his father's incapability of doing it.
He was fairly good at petty theft. In general, he was good at getting in, and getting out, without being noticed. Someone took notice of this, and recruited him into a more high-scale job of the same nature. He joined a band of thieves, who stole from the rich, and shared the profit with each other. They were skilled, and he found he was just as good.
He spent two years in the band, before he departed, no longer holding an interest in it. He does his best to avoid his father at home, and had a real job, though it doesn't pay much.
Sample RP: Stole it from another site I'm on
Damien ran a hand through his thick, faded black hair, scratching the back of his head for a brief moment. He was currently on the ground, in a sitting position, his back positioned against the bars of his cell. His legs were out in front of him, and as he stopped scratching the back of his head, he crossed his arms over his chest.
His storm gray eyes scanned the area, taking in other slaves, and people there to purchase them. A small smiled played at his lips for the shortest moment, before it was gone, and his expression was blank once more.
He wasn't too pleased with being here, but he was unable to do anything about it. He'd never been purchased before, and found this whole experience new. All he did know, was that he wasn't going to unquestionably obedient to whoever decided to take him home. He had a few problems with his situation, and was a rather opposing person, who wanted his way.
He wasn't looking forward to someone buying him, because they would like assert dominance over him, as he'd seen the other masters do. But should he not be bought, he would remain in the stupid cage he resided in at the moment, bored out of his mind.
Password: Submit
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Appearance:
Damien stands at about 6 foot, give or take a little. He's rather lean, but muscular. His eyes are a dark gray.
Personality: Damien can come across as a rather dark fellow. He's rather full of himself, and hates having his ego defiled in any way. He likes to be on top, and in control, which makes his current situation difficult for him. He finds the oddest things amusing, and never shares what it is he found funny. Normally it's something trivial about another person, seeing as he tends to judge others in silence.
He's been known to loose himself to thought, and has what he calls 'selective hearing.' If he doesn't want to hear you, he's not going to be able to. He's very good at ignoring people. The only exception are those people who annoy him, or anger him. He has a short fuse, and an easy temper. Especially when the mind games he likes to play sometimes are turned against him.
He's rather intelligent, which sparks his clever and witty words. He has a tendency to be sarcastic, and look down upon other people. In general, he can come across as kind of cold, and uncaring. The latter of which he pretty much is.
What kind of people you like: Bi, prefers girls.
Which Role are you: Slave
Type of Sex you prefer: No preference
Custom Title: Black Shadow
History: Damien, when he was younger, didn't have the best home life. His family was always poor, and they were constantly in the need of money, just to sustain themselves through the night. He went without food often, as did his mother, for when there was something to eat, his father normally claimed it for himself.
His mother had been sickly on and off for a while now, due to cancer. He as about 7 when her disease finally took her. This left him alone with his deranged father, who drank enough alcohol each night for twelve men. Beatings were common when he was younger due to this, but when he started growing older, he began to fight back.
He was around 15 the first time he actually hit his father, and what was usually a beating, turned into a physical fight. It wasn't until a couple of years later though until he could really hold his own against the man, seeing as his father was near 6'5, and rather bulky.
He had to sustain himself due to his father's incapability of doing it.
He was fairly good at petty theft. In general, he was good at getting in, and getting out, without being noticed. Someone took notice of this, and recruited him into a more high-scale job of the same nature. He joined a band of thieves, who stole from the rich, and shared the profit with each other. They were skilled, and he found he was just as good.
He spent two years in the band, before he departed, no longer holding an interest in it. He does his best to avoid his father at home, and had a real job, though it doesn't pay much.
Sample RP: Stole it from another site I'm on
Damien ran a hand through his thick, faded black hair, scratching the back of his head for a brief moment. He was currently on the ground, in a sitting position, his back positioned against the bars of his cell. His legs were out in front of him, and as he stopped scratching the back of his head, he crossed his arms over his chest.
His storm gray eyes scanned the area, taking in other slaves, and people there to purchase them. A small smiled played at his lips for the shortest moment, before it was gone, and his expression was blank once more.
He wasn't too pleased with being here, but he was unable to do anything about it. He'd never been purchased before, and found this whole experience new. All he did know, was that he wasn't going to unquestionably obedient to whoever decided to take him home. He had a few problems with his situation, and was a rather opposing person, who wanted his way.
He wasn't looking forward to someone buying him, because they would like assert dominance over him, as he'd seen the other masters do. But should he not be bought, he would remain in the stupid cage he resided in at the moment, bored out of his mind.
Password: Submit
