Post by Ari Damon Darellis on Nov 30, 2012 12:04:15 GMT -5
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let's meet me;[/B][/FONT]
Hey! Its me Ari[/I]. Im 19[/I]
, and have been Role Playing for quite a while.
About five years[/I] to be exact! I found you via Lena[/I]. Oh, by the way... edited[/I]!![/font][/size]
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the person of the hour;[/B][/FONT]
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Full Name:[/size][/b] Ari Damon Darellis
Birthday:[/size][/b] November 29
Age:[/size][/b] 17
Member Group:[/size][/b] Trick
Sexuality:[/size][/b] Gay
Play By:[/size][/b] Conor McLain
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if only looks could kill;[/B][/FONT]
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Hair:[/size][/b] White
Eyes:[/size][/b] Green
Height:[/size][/b] 5'9"
Weight:[/size][/b] 135 lbs
Special Marks:[/size][/b] Scars on the insides of both wrists
Style:[/size][/b] Fancy
Overall Appearance:[/size][/b] Usually wears all black; black silk dress shirt, black slacks, black shoes. Occasionally he can be found wearing just his slacks, sometimes with the button undone, sometimes not. If he's outside, though, he's always wearing a long black trench coat whether he weather calls for it or not. His white hair is short and shiny, sometimes spiky and sometimes swept to the side across his forehead. The white shade of his hair is a perfect contrast to his emerald green eyes and pale, but not sickly pale, skin.
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dirty secrets make loud whispers;[/B][/FONT]
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Likes:[/size][/b] Men, Reading, Strawberries, Guys with Glasses, Sex
Dislikes:[/size][/b] Girls, Cheaters, Being Cold, His Father, Italian Food, Sunlight
Fears:[/size][/b] Forever being alone, Being trapped, Razor Blades
Goals:[/size][/b] To somehow get out of Eden and back to his little sister, To stop selling himself, To one day have his own family.
Strengths:[/size][/b] Intelligent, Strong, Knows how to get what he wants, sexy British accent
Weaknesses:[/size][/b] Somewhat of a loner, Strawberry flavored pastries, His little sister, nerdy guys
Personality:[/size][/b] Ari is possibly the most perverted person you will ever meet. He loves sex, and he's not shy about making it known that he wants someone. He won't hesitate to use his sexy British accent against you if he thinks it will help him. Secretly, Ari can be a very sweet guy, though he almost never lets anyone close enough to know that. He prefers to be alone, afraid that if he lets anyone close then they will just hurt him in the end. When he does let someone in, he is fiercely loyal and protective of that person.
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remind me of who i am;[/B][/FONT]
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Mother:[/size][/b] Veronica Darellis:37: Dislikes
Father:[/size][/b] Damon Darellis:43:Hatred
Siblings:[/size][/b] Hannah Darellis:7: Fiercely protective
Other Important People:[/size][/b] None at the moment
History:[/size][/b] Ari was born in London, England to Veronica and Damon Darellis. He was raised in the high society life. His parents were always trying to drag him off to parties and such to meet a "nice, suitable young woman". He could never get it through to them that he was gay. Ari spent most of his time with his little sister, doing everything he could to raise her right; their oh-so-loving parents hardly even acknowledged her existence.When he wasn't with Hannah, Ari was usually going on long walks alone through the London streets, especially when he needed to just get away after a bad argument with his father. It was on one of these walks that Ari's life changed forever.
Ari was walking a little farther than from home than he usually did when he was suddenly surrounded by a group of men twice his size. Though he fought as best as he could, even he was no match for a rag soaked in chloroform held tightly against his mouth and nose. When he woke up, it was to find that he was tied down to a bed, completely stripped, spread eagle. Then men were there. It didn't take long for Ari to realize what was going to happen. When he struggled, they tortured him, going so far as to cut his skin with a razor blade over and over. When they were finished with him, they left him there, beaten and bloody and raped.
After a few days of this, the leader of the group started letting other men come in. Ari quickly found out that they were "paying customers". The leader was turning him into a prostitute...Ari started to fight again. Then the leader told him something that turned his blood cold; that his own father is the one who sold Ari to the men, and that if Ari didn't start cooperating then he would be replaced by his sister. This bit of news filled Ari with a kind of hatred he had never felt before.
But it worked. Ari started cooperating. After a few months, he even started liking it, which made him hate his father even more. Ari became an expert in all types of sex, even going so far as to invent a few moves of his own. The leader took a liking to Ari; mostly to Ari's feminine appearance. He tried to make Ari his own personal slave. When Ari refused, he was once again beaten. He was also turned over to the police as a prostitute.
Ari jumped at the chance to come to Eden, thinking that anywhere would be better than the hell hole he'd been sold into.
RPG Example:[/size][/b] Leila had moved back into her hotel room in the village. All her things were still there, though she was behind on her rent. She'd also continued her job at the tavern. The job that HE had ordered her to get... "No!" She yelled, closing her eyes tightly. She wouldn't think of him....She would NOT think of him.... Leila bit her lip again, her fangs scratching her lip slightly. It didn't work this time...As soon as she smelled her own blood on her lip, his image came to mind, the image of his brushing the small drop from her lip... She whimpered in frustration, sitting up in her bed and throwing her pillow across the room. It hit his sword, where she had it leaning against the wall. She gasped, jumping off the bed and across the room, catching it before it hit the floor. "Damn it..." No matter how much she tried, he refused to leave her mind. Her alarm clock went off then. She sighed and, carefully, lay the sword on her bed as she dressed in her work uniform --short black mini skirt, matching low cut black spaghetti strap tank top. Taking one last look at the sword, she left her hotel room to go to the tavern for work. Where she would gather all the information she could.
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