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FULL NAME:: Nye
NICKNAMES:: Shadowjack
GENDER:: Male, well it's glamour is, but really we don't know
ACTUAL AGE:: Actual Age unknown, has memory of about 10 years.
APPARENT AGE:: in shadow form, ageless, glamour, late 20s
SPECIES/RACE:: Other, Shadowman (experiment)
PREFERRED PRONOUNS:: It/It/Itself
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Asexual
FACECLAIM:: Cillian Murphy
NATIONALITY:: English... probably
HEIGHT:: 6'2", but if in it's shadow form, if it stretched out it would be well over eight foot tall
HAIR:: Black
EYES:: an eldritch shade of green
SKIN::
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: in It's glamour form, it has a series of scars on it's lips after it had it's lips sewn shut to stop it's smart mouth. It's glamour form is much smaller than It's regular, so if it moves quickly, such as running, It's glamour begins to leak shadows.
APPEARANCE:: In It's glamour form, it is very thin and pale, with bright green eyes, the same color as It's natural form's eyes. It's skin is almost white, and It's hair is very dark, in almost direct contrast to It's pale almost ghostly skin. it often dresses in baggy clothing, with military surplus combat trousers, two sizes too large, and hoodies with the same sizing, with large hoods. It's clothing is often large enough to allow it to remove It's glamour, and walk along crowds without others seeing It's shadow-form.
In It's shadow form, It is incredibly spindly, and looks insubstantial, but despite looks, isn't insubstantial, with wisps of shadows rising around It's body. as it moves, the shadows appear to shift and change, but still retian the same basic monstrous shape It has long spiky fingers, and an elongated mouth with spiky teeth. the basic outline of Nye is one of the few things about it that can be seen in the insubstantial mass, along with it's eyes. It also has two bright green eyes, one of the few features it remains in It's glamour.
PERSONALITY:: Nye has a very annoying personality, and delights in verbal sparring and insulting others. It also loves quoting movies at people, and will slip lines from films into It's
regular speech, quite often, and to annoying detail. he can't seem to sit still. when he aims to sit still, his fingers beat a rapid rhythm against whatever he can find. but only moments would pass before he'd be on his feet again, pacing up and down like he is waiting for someone to let him out of a cage. the only times he sits still is in the cinemas and theaters of london.
however if provoked or attacking, It is completely ruthless and often uses a sledgehammer to crack a nut, and tends to tear It's opponents apart using it's spindly fingers and spiky maw. If threatened Nye will do whatever it can, and during the war, when a human terrorist threatened to burn down his bookshop, they found pieces of the man's body spread over almost a mile of london.
LIKES::
DISLIKES::
STRENGTHS::
WEAKNESSES::
SECRETS:: Not many... but why would It tell you?
RANK:: None, but sometimes joins various packs and groups for 'the craic'.
POWERS::
WEAKNESSES::
HOMETOWN:: Soho, London
PROFESSION:: Hired muscle, part-time rare book dealer.
SIBLINGS:: Unknown
CHILDREN:: None
EXTENDED FAMILY:: Unknown
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY:: There have always been rumors organizations like Department X. Rumors of human governments forming death squads to go out and to exterminate and experiment on Abhumans were never proved. Department X was supposedly a British and Irish joint task force, shrouded in mystery and conspiracy. Most likely they never existed. when the war started, these rumors were pushed aside, and there has been no more evidence of their existence. however, there are two evidence's of their existence. in July 1997, a group of humans were seen in a bar, all armed to the teeth, boasting of a job well done. according to the humans, their targets could become animals at will. The other piece of evidence occurred in Yorkshire October 2000.
on a cold October morning, the Whitby RNLI station launched after a helicopter pilot saw an unconscious man floating on a piece of wood about a mile off the coast of Robin Hood's bay. when the lifeguard picked the man up It was dressed in a stained white jumpsuit, with the words NYE written on the jumpsuits left breast in red ink. the man was completely stripped of hair, and had four silver bands. one around each wrist and leg. most notable was that, whilst the man was breathing, his lips had been sewn shut with silk stitches. When the man woke, and had his lips unstitched, in Whitby Community Hospital, it was found It had no memory of anything before that day, except for vague flashes of a bright light, and several people standing over It, dressed in face coverings. Luckily, one of the doctors was a shifter and recognized a glamour when he saw one, and sent the man south to London, on a train, to meet Stephen Saxton, the oldest shifter leader, to see if he knew what kind of creature the man was. the name on the man's jumpsuit was put on It's medical document, and so it's name became Nye. Even Saxton didn't know what Nye was, but described it as Shadowman after a character from a book.
in the years before the war (2001-2006) Nye bought a bookshop in Soho, London, and begun collecting rare books. if It really needed to, it would sell one. It also became a major cinephile, after discovering cinema at the Empire Cinema in Leister Square. in the back of his shop he set up a small projector, and loves watching movies in his spare time.
When the war started, It was one of several Abhumans captured by the Britsh government and send to the Silent Creek Maximum Security Prison for Abhumans and Non-Humans, Nevada, and was there for two years, before he was used as muscle as part of an escape attempt, and manadged to make his way to a private plane field just outside of Las Vegas, and he managed to get back to the UK after landing at an airfeild in the french alps. Luckily whilst in Silent Creek his love of films grew as he was given access to an extensive film library as part of an agreement for him to stop attacking the guards.
During the war, It fought on the side of the Weres and Vampires at different times during the war, often as part of suicide missions, to get revenge on the humans who captured it and when the uneasy truce was announced, it went back to It's bookshop...
OOC NAME:: Derpy
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: wo years intense role-play, about 2 years less intense role-play
ANY NOTES:: I tend to ask lots of questions to get a feel to the world, and I tend to lurk in the Cbox, so if i get annoying, tell me.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:: Samantha Hand walked through the brightly lit halls of the Silent Creek Maximum Security Prison for Abnormals and Non-Humans, flanked by three guards, who dressed entirely in gray one piece armored jumpsuits, and some sort of helmet with a visor that covered the entire face. Each one held in his hand a telescopic metal rod, which could shock a prisoner. they passed dozens of cell doors, each one a curved plasti-steel edgeless door. inside one of the cells, an inmate started screaming, and a guard pressed a button on the outside of the cell, there was a short sharp sound and the screaming stopped. Samantha Hand's heels continued to click down the hallway, and all the way to a circular door at the end of the corridor.
"open the door" ordered Miss Hand, wrapping the fingers of one hand around a pen like sword, and the other around her plastic folder like a shield.
"are you sure? it doesn't always cooperate" questioned the guard
"of course" said Hand, as the guard, with a gloved hand, swiped his ID and spoke into a voice recognition microphone. the door opened, revealing a man attached onto the walls by silver chains with silver bands around It's wrists and leg, each one carved with various symbols. the man was dressed in a faded grey jumpsuit, with the words "Category one" written on it in red ink. Each prisoner was divided into a category. Cat 5 was non-threat. powerless political prisoners or the weak. Cat 1 was Extreme threat, do not approach alone, do not attempt to subdue, radio for back up and run the fuck away. the man lay spread-eagled on the floor. It's eyes were closed. It wasn't breathing.
"Nye?" asked Samantha Hand, leaning over the prone body "Nye, are you there?"
the man's deep green eyes snapped open and It said in a husky voice "There is no Dana, only Zuul" Miss Hand jumped back, and the guards readied their buzz batons.
"Nye" replied Hand "are you willing to cooperate?"
"you should have seen the look on your face!" laughed the creature called Nye, as it hopped into a crouched position
"are you ready to cooperate now? you could help us win the war" asked Hand
"you could help us win the war" mimicked Nye, in an exact mimic of Samantha Hand's voice "really Miss Hand, I frankly don't give a fuck about the war."
"well you should. if you help us win, it would prevent needless bloodshed."
"Quid Pro Quo, Clarisse" said Nye, and did an impression of a slurping noise
"that was foul, you abomination" said one of the guards, charging up his buzz baton.
"and what would you like?" continued Samantha, ignoring the guard
"I would like to be able to shift here in my cell. wearing a glamour is like wearing a pair of boots, five sizes to small. I feel like an over-filled balloon in this goddamn skin." replied Nye, pinching the skin of It's cheek with one hand and letting it snap back into place
"we cannot do that. you'd escape" replied Hand, clicking a pen "you have your films. what more do you need?"
"when you humans finally die off, you can leave the film studios" spat Nye "and that was a privilege I got in exchange for not attacking the guards"
"Then you will not cooperate" replied Samantha Hand "I shall see you in four weeks. we shall see if your mind has changed" and she left the cell, flanked by the guards, and the door shut behind them
"Not if I see you first!" called Nye, as Steven King's the Children of the Corn flickered and started up in the monitor by the door. Nye flicked the small square pass from it's foot to it's left hand. Part one complete. It had an admin ID...
{ Nye }
FULL NAME:: Nye
NICKNAMES:: Shadowjack
GENDER:: Male, well it's glamour is, but really we don't know
ACTUAL AGE:: Actual Age unknown, has memory of about 10 years.
APPARENT AGE:: in shadow form, ageless, glamour, late 20s
SPECIES/RACE:: Other, Shadowman (experiment)
PREFERRED PRONOUNS:: It/It/Itself
SEXUAL ORIENTATION:: Asexual
{ APPEARANCE } |
FACECLAIM:: Cillian Murphy
NATIONALITY:: English... probably
HEIGHT:: 6'2", but if in it's shadow form, if it stretched out it would be well over eight foot tall
HAIR:: Black
EYES:: an eldritch shade of green
SKIN::
DISTINGUISHING MARKS:: in It's glamour form, it has a series of scars on it's lips after it had it's lips sewn shut to stop it's smart mouth. It's glamour form is much smaller than It's regular, so if it moves quickly, such as running, It's glamour begins to leak shadows.
APPEARANCE:: In It's glamour form, it is very thin and pale, with bright green eyes, the same color as It's natural form's eyes. It's skin is almost white, and It's hair is very dark, in almost direct contrast to It's pale almost ghostly skin. it often dresses in baggy clothing, with military surplus combat trousers, two sizes too large, and hoodies with the same sizing, with large hoods. It's clothing is often large enough to allow it to remove It's glamour, and walk along crowds without others seeing It's shadow-form.
In It's shadow form, It is incredibly spindly, and looks insubstantial, but despite looks, isn't insubstantial, with wisps of shadows rising around It's body. as it moves, the shadows appear to shift and change, but still retian the same basic monstrous shape It has long spiky fingers, and an elongated mouth with spiky teeth. the basic outline of Nye is one of the few things about it that can be seen in the insubstantial mass, along with it's eyes. It also has two bright green eyes, one of the few features it remains in It's glamour.
{ PERSONALITY } |
PERSONALITY:: Nye has a very annoying personality, and delights in verbal sparring and insulting others. It also loves quoting movies at people, and will slip lines from films into It's
regular speech, quite often, and to annoying detail. he can't seem to sit still. when he aims to sit still, his fingers beat a rapid rhythm against whatever he can find. but only moments would pass before he'd be on his feet again, pacing up and down like he is waiting for someone to let him out of a cage. the only times he sits still is in the cinemas and theaters of london.
however if provoked or attacking, It is completely ruthless and often uses a sledgehammer to crack a nut, and tends to tear It's opponents apart using it's spindly fingers and spiky maw. If threatened Nye will do whatever it can, and during the war, when a human terrorist threatened to burn down his bookshop, they found pieces of the man's body spread over almost a mile of london.
LIKES::
- LFilms, Film memorabilia, and quoting Films. Nye is a major Cinephile
- Rare books, especially one of a kind ones.
- Being in It's Shadowman form, It hates wearing a glamour.
- Rare stake, It's favorite food, the fresher the better. Still bloody if It can get it.
- It's bookshop, the Crossroads Bookshop, It's personal fortress of solitude/li]
DISLIKES::
- Wearing a glamour
- People who wear black suits and sunglasses who try to threaten It.
- Feral vampires and Weres. It believes that all creatures should be able to control their urges.
- Chinatown, It loves the town, with it's diversity, but the bright lights and lanterns cause him to be weak
- Traitors. Abhumans loyal to humanity.
STRENGTHS::
- Nye is incredibly Loyal to whomever wins It's trust
- Whilst Nye is terrible at planning, It is incredibly good at spur of the moment plans.
- Nye is not easily insulted, and although some refer to It as an Abomination, It takes this as a compliment
- Nye is completely remorseless, vicious and merciless in battle.
- Whilst Nye is a smart mouth, It can be funny at times.
WEAKNESSES::
- Lack of planning skills, tends not to plan too far into the future
- Incredibly annoying, smart mouth, will criticize anyone, even those who help It.
- Nye is very mercenary, and will often only help others if It will benefit It, or It's friends
- Nye finds it incredibly hard to Empathize with others
- Nye is incredibly foul mouthed, and swears a lot.
SECRETS:: Not many... but why would It tell you?
{ RACIAL SPECIFICS } |
RANK:: None, but sometimes joins various packs and groups for 'the craic'.
POWERS::
- Glamour: can make Itself look like a human, but finds it hard to move like one. however It's glamour fails under moonlight.
- Shadow Form: Nye's natural form is a shadowy black creature, with barely visible features and abstract and spindly, with a maw full of black teeth. and the only real feature being a pair of green eyes. It much prefers this form to wearing a glamour, and if It can, wears heavy clothing and removes It's glamour, and under direct or reflected moonlight, It's glamour doesn't work.
- Form-Changing: In It's shadow form It can change shape to flow through locks and through gaps, but once all of it is through, it shifts back into its basic monstrous form. It can also morph It's fingers and other parts of It's body into weapons e.g. shadow-spikes. This is very useful for sneaking around.
- Mimicry: as a sort of side-power, it can perfectly mimic any voice from a high female voice, to a low gruff voice. It delights in quoting movies in the actor's voices.
WEAKNESSES::
- Bright Light: in It's shadow form, Nye is highly susceptible to light. a simple LED light wouldn't hurt it, but shining a floodlight on it would exhaust it.
- Silver: particularly dust: to Nye silver stings like a bitch, causing a burning sensation, but silver dust is like acid to it's skin. to get rid of it from the shadows, It needs to wash it off. as long as the silver doesn't pierce It's skin, it doesn't burn, but does bind It's powers.
- Electricity: due to the genetic engineering used to try to control Nye, It is very susceptible to electricity, and being hit with a small current can paralyze It, and a Taser would knock It out for hours.
- Fire: fire burns. its what it primarily does. and burning really goddamn hurts.
{ BACKGROUND } |
HOMETOWN:: Soho, London
PROFESSION:: Hired muscle, part-time rare book dealer.
SIBLINGS:: Unknown
CHILDREN:: None
EXTENDED FAMILY:: Unknown
MARITAL STATUS:: Single
HISTORY:: There have always been rumors organizations like Department X. Rumors of human governments forming death squads to go out and to exterminate and experiment on Abhumans were never proved. Department X was supposedly a British and Irish joint task force, shrouded in mystery and conspiracy. Most likely they never existed. when the war started, these rumors were pushed aside, and there has been no more evidence of their existence. however, there are two evidence's of their existence. in July 1997, a group of humans were seen in a bar, all armed to the teeth, boasting of a job well done. according to the humans, their targets could become animals at will. The other piece of evidence occurred in Yorkshire October 2000.
on a cold October morning, the Whitby RNLI station launched after a helicopter pilot saw an unconscious man floating on a piece of wood about a mile off the coast of Robin Hood's bay. when the lifeguard picked the man up It was dressed in a stained white jumpsuit, with the words NYE written on the jumpsuits left breast in red ink. the man was completely stripped of hair, and had four silver bands. one around each wrist and leg. most notable was that, whilst the man was breathing, his lips had been sewn shut with silk stitches. When the man woke, and had his lips unstitched, in Whitby Community Hospital, it was found It had no memory of anything before that day, except for vague flashes of a bright light, and several people standing over It, dressed in face coverings. Luckily, one of the doctors was a shifter and recognized a glamour when he saw one, and sent the man south to London, on a train, to meet Stephen Saxton, the oldest shifter leader, to see if he knew what kind of creature the man was. the name on the man's jumpsuit was put on It's medical document, and so it's name became Nye. Even Saxton didn't know what Nye was, but described it as Shadowman after a character from a book.
in the years before the war (2001-2006) Nye bought a bookshop in Soho, London, and begun collecting rare books. if It really needed to, it would sell one. It also became a major cinephile, after discovering cinema at the Empire Cinema in Leister Square. in the back of his shop he set up a small projector, and loves watching movies in his spare time.
When the war started, It was one of several Abhumans captured by the Britsh government and send to the Silent Creek Maximum Security Prison for Abhumans and Non-Humans, Nevada, and was there for two years, before he was used as muscle as part of an escape attempt, and manadged to make his way to a private plane field just outside of Las Vegas, and he managed to get back to the UK after landing at an airfeild in the french alps. Luckily whilst in Silent Creek his love of films grew as he was given access to an extensive film library as part of an agreement for him to stop attacking the guards.
During the war, It fought on the side of the Weres and Vampires at different times during the war, often as part of suicide missions, to get revenge on the humans who captured it and when the uneasy truce was announced, it went back to It's bookshop...
{ OUT OF CHARACTER } |
OOC NAME:: Derpy
ROLEPLAYING EXPERIENCE:: wo years intense role-play, about 2 years less intense role-play
ANY NOTES:: I tend to ask lots of questions to get a feel to the world, and I tend to lurk in the Cbox, so if i get annoying, tell me.
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE:: Samantha Hand walked through the brightly lit halls of the Silent Creek Maximum Security Prison for Abnormals and Non-Humans, flanked by three guards, who dressed entirely in gray one piece armored jumpsuits, and some sort of helmet with a visor that covered the entire face. Each one held in his hand a telescopic metal rod, which could shock a prisoner. they passed dozens of cell doors, each one a curved plasti-steel edgeless door. inside one of the cells, an inmate started screaming, and a guard pressed a button on the outside of the cell, there was a short sharp sound and the screaming stopped. Samantha Hand's heels continued to click down the hallway, and all the way to a circular door at the end of the corridor.
"open the door" ordered Miss Hand, wrapping the fingers of one hand around a pen like sword, and the other around her plastic folder like a shield.
"are you sure? it doesn't always cooperate" questioned the guard
"of course" said Hand, as the guard, with a gloved hand, swiped his ID and spoke into a voice recognition microphone. the door opened, revealing a man attached onto the walls by silver chains with silver bands around It's wrists and leg, each one carved with various symbols. the man was dressed in a faded grey jumpsuit, with the words "Category one" written on it in red ink. Each prisoner was divided into a category. Cat 5 was non-threat. powerless political prisoners or the weak. Cat 1 was Extreme threat, do not approach alone, do not attempt to subdue, radio for back up and run the fuck away. the man lay spread-eagled on the floor. It's eyes were closed. It wasn't breathing.
"Nye?" asked Samantha Hand, leaning over the prone body "Nye, are you there?"
the man's deep green eyes snapped open and It said in a husky voice "There is no Dana, only Zuul" Miss Hand jumped back, and the guards readied their buzz batons.
"Nye" replied Hand "are you willing to cooperate?"
"you should have seen the look on your face!" laughed the creature called Nye, as it hopped into a crouched position
"are you ready to cooperate now? you could help us win the war" asked Hand
"you could help us win the war" mimicked Nye, in an exact mimic of Samantha Hand's voice "really Miss Hand, I frankly don't give a fuck about the war."
"well you should. if you help us win, it would prevent needless bloodshed."
"Quid Pro Quo, Clarisse" said Nye, and did an impression of a slurping noise
"that was foul, you abomination" said one of the guards, charging up his buzz baton.
"and what would you like?" continued Samantha, ignoring the guard
"I would like to be able to shift here in my cell. wearing a glamour is like wearing a pair of boots, five sizes to small. I feel like an over-filled balloon in this goddamn skin." replied Nye, pinching the skin of It's cheek with one hand and letting it snap back into place
"we cannot do that. you'd escape" replied Hand, clicking a pen "you have your films. what more do you need?"
"when you humans finally die off, you can leave the film studios" spat Nye "and that was a privilege I got in exchange for not attacking the guards"
"Then you will not cooperate" replied Samantha Hand "I shall see you in four weeks. we shall see if your mind has changed" and she left the cell, flanked by the guards, and the door shut behind them
"Not if I see you first!" called Nye, as Steven King's the Children of the Corn flickered and started up in the monitor by the door. Nye flicked the small square pass from it's foot to it's left hand. Part one complete. It had an admin ID...