Post by CONSTANTINE MARKUS LEROY on Aug 26, 2011 22:24:40 GMT -5
CONSTANTINE'S
"I'm a red-blooded sickness, There was no way around it,
I'm a fine line teaser, Never been nothing but a cheater
I'm a son of the night, Give a little room and I'll spit in your eye "
"I'm a red-blooded sickness, There was no way around it,
I'm a fine line teaser, Never been nothing but a cheater
I'm a son of the night, Give a little room and I'll spit in your eye "
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it's Kwinnie to you, bub! and so what if i have multiple personality disorder? no-one can pwn your two-dimensional ass! you wanna have a go? meet me in the car park at two o' clock - that would be GMT+10 in case you're curious. be afraid. be very afraid.
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00I. full name constantine markus leroy.
0II. nicknames con, marky.
III. years of age forty-six.
0IV. date of birth august, twenty-nine in the year nineteen sixty-five.
00V. gender male.
0VI. blood type o.
VII. sexual alignment heterosexual.
VIII. character position general.
00I. play by clive owen.
0II. body type muscular, long limbs.
III. height and weight six foot four inches, one hundred and eighty-six pounds.
0IV. hair short, dark brown and slightly curly.
00V. eyes pale green.
0VI. unique features he has many scars on his back, arms and legs, with a small scar just under his chin. He has a small tattoo of an eagle on his lower back, it's wings spread out.
VII. dressing style He normally dresses in business suits that can range from black, navy to dark grey. Never white. Sometimes he will dress in military fatigues but only within the training compound. In private, he wears jeans, slacks or sweats when he's training coupled with either a button up shirt or a t-shirt. His shoes are either leather or loafers. He carries around black Ray Bans Aviators.
00I. likes keeping track of his adoptive daughter Morgan, dark chocolate, black coffee, chinese food, driving by himself, the sunrise, watching the news.
0II. dislikes not being told important information, citrus fruit, chewing gum, being interrupted, loud music, guys who date morgan or visit their house to see her.
III. quirks/habits calling Morgan twice a day to check on her, taps his pen when thinking, not showing emotions on his face.
0IV. fears losing Morgan, clowns, Rogue communities attacking his Sector.
00V. secrets sympathetic to the Mythos, likes comedies.
0VI. strengths focussed, intelligent, has high combat knowledge, controls a large number of trained combat trained AnoSym agents.
VII. weaknesses stubborn, overprotective, arrogant, butts head with the Veritas General too much.
VIII. other You touch or get involved with Morgan and you better be prepared to have a criminal background check and constant surveillance placed on you. He has no tolerance when it comes to her.
0IX. overall personality Constantine is very stoic and serious in public and private unless he's in Morgan's company and he's been known to let loose a laugh or two in her presence. He takes pride in what he has achieved and that includes raising Morgan. When it comes to other people, however, he comes off as a powerful and arrogant man who is confident in his abilities and place in society and whose very presence demands attention and respect. Unless he understands he circumstances, he tolerates no failures or underachievement from anyone, and that includes his adoptive daughter. He has his moments when he is lenient but that happens rarely and only when he believes leniency is appropriate or morally right. When pushed about his past or his relation Morgan, he becomes very cold and harsh and takes note of that person much more closely than before.
When it comes to his work, Constantine is very diligent in creating an efficient working environment and frowns upon disruptions of any kind unless it is extremely important. He detests his employees publicly complaining about personal issues in front of him and gets very annoyed if they continue after multiple subtle warnings.
He is stubborn (mule-headed according to Morgan) and won't budge from an issue or decision unless you have evidence or a particularly good reason why he should change it. This causes a few (a LOT) of arguments between himself and Morgan because he rarely changes his decisions when it comes to his adopted daughter.
[/i] the man stammered, nervously adjusting his collar. Darius experienced a pang of guilt for taking out his frustration on the poor man. He patted the guy’s shoulder awkwardly in apology. ”Thanks for the warning but I need to see her. And, um, sorry about that. Before.” He nodded at him then walked away, quickly.
00I. father karl stewart leroy, forty-eight, war veteran, human, deceased.
0II. mother rowena susanne leroy (née wilkins), forty-five, home-maker, human, deceased.
III. siblings none.
0IV. other significant people adopted daughter: morgan viviane lacheul, twenty-four, lieutenant general, sylph, living.
00V. pets none.
0VI. overall history Constantine was born to American parents, Karl and Rowena Leroy in London, Britain. He lived there for ten years before his father, who happened to be a high ranking officer in the army, got posted to an American base and the whole family moved. As an army brat, he was treated much more sternly than any children he knew so when he came into contact with other kids his age, he would get into fights with them because if his deeply held resentment. For most of his elementary and high school years, he was treated like a pariah because of his brash and rude behaviour.
A few months after he graduated, his father forced him into the army and, although he resented it greatly, Constantine became one of the best new recruits and he was slated to join Special Forces. However, AnoSym noticed his excellent record and recruited him into Bellator Sector. His father, surprisingly, rejected this notion and almost went public with the knowledge of AnoSym. As a result, AnoSym slated the family for execution with the exception of Constantine. He was held in the training compound for a few duties while the execution took place and when he found out about their deaths, they informed him that it was a dangerous Mythos. SO for the next several years, he locked his emotions inside and became ruthless and hard hearted, accomplishing his missions they set him out to do with excellent results. His reasoning was that if he had the best record he would continue to rise in ranks and eventually become one of the generals and as a result be able to declare total war on all Mythos. Filled with grief, anger and hatred, his very purpose of living was to destroy the Mythos.
When he turned twenty-six, he and a few were placed with a few Observers from Imperium Sector at an environmental protest because there was intelligence that Mythos would be present. Everything had gone all right until a later identified human began to throw rocks and glass bottles at enforcement officers. The officers retaliated with a little too much force and it became ugly afterwards. Constantine was busy chasing down a few nymphs who had tried to sabotage a police vehicle and wasn't present for most of the fighting. When he got back, he was mildly shocked at the carnage he saw. As he went around to find survivors, he heard a child crying somewhere in an alley and he went to investigate. There, he found a young girl sitting among the corpses of, he realised, her parents. Something broke inside him, the hard steel wall he had locked around his heart, at the sight of a child crying over her parents' dead bodies. Sad and heart broken, he let her into his home and heart and took care of her injuries, bonding with Morgan like she was his daughter.
His decision was met with abject disapproval and he had to fight to keep her. Eventually, after calling in a few favours, he managed to get her officially adopted and the protests died down. For years after this, Constantine trained and taught Morgan how to fight to defend herself and they were relatively happy. However, when she hit puberty, her sylph powers manifested. Constantine was unaware of this because he was busy trying to find out the circumstances of how his parents died and when her powers manifested when he was present, it horrified him. Worse yet, he had confirmation from his sources that his parents hadn't died by Mythos hands but by the AnoSym themselves. After several days contemplation, he returned home and took Morgan out for ride and told her that he would stand by her, no matter who or what she was. By the time they returned home, he was resolute in achieving the rank of general, not because he wanted to war with the Mythos but because he had someone he needed to protect at all costs.
He never kept Morgan's true nature a secret and would retaliate harshly with anyone who criticised her but he trained her even harder so she could be able to protect herself. When he turned thirty-seven, he achieved his goal of becoming general much to the consternation of his colleagues but they couldn't speak out about it. He partnered Morgan, who was now sixteen, with another Mythos who had been recruited so that they could use their abilities against each other since no trainers in AnoSym could properly test their abilities. When she turned twenty-one, he promoted her to Lieutenant General and was once again met with harsh criticisms but instead of retaliating, he let them observe her on a mission and was met with stunned silence. However, those who had not witnessed her powers in action, vocalised their disapproval and for the sake of peace, he appointed a Shadow Lieutenant General, Tristan Victors, to observe Morgan even though he hated that she was put further into the spotlight of AnoSym politics.
Now, at forty-six years old, he has achieved much more tolerance for the peaceful Mythos but he is afraid that eventually, the hate and anger of which he is familiar, will boil over and cause even more strife between the two races. Even more than that, he is afraid that Morgan will get hurt in the process.
0VII. sample postDarius glowered at the polished elevator wall. The other occupants of the elevator shifted uneasily and he glared over at them until they stopped. He shoved his hands into his pockets and mentally cursed his boss. Why the hell did he have to go retrieve those bloody files? He was Co-Chief of the freaking Training Unit. He had better things to do than be an errand boy. His scowl darkened. And he had to deal with Ivory bloody Shields.”Woman’s like an ice block,” he muttered, shooting the others a warning look as one of them snickered. The doors pinged open and he strode out, much to the relief of the other occupants.
He brushed past the startled scientists, eating up the tiled floor with impatient strides. Can’t believe I have to do this. Not only do I have to collect those damn documents that someone else should be doing, I have to deal with Lady Ice. His thoughts were broken when someone grabbed his shoulder. Snarling, he spun around and shoved the offender against the wall, his forearm cutting into the person’s throat.
”Don’t you fu--,” he started in a low, dangerous voice. He cut off the rest of his words as he saw the frightened look in the man’s eyes. Slowly releasing him, Darius stepped back, hands back against his side. His chest rose and fell as his harsh breathing slowed back to normal. He ran a hand through his hair then took a deep breath. ”I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to –- Damn. He sighed. ”What did you want anyway?”
”I-I just wanted to warn you that if you wanted to see Miss Shields, it might not be a good time right now,”
Jesus Darius, you’re such an ass,[/i] he thought as he walked away. He glanced at the offices before coming up to Ivory’s, the clear glass walls making it easy to see her inside. She was fussing around with a large pile of paper in front of her and he had a feeling those were the documents he needed to retrieve. Ah. Crap. I really don’t need to deal with this right now. I just want to go in and get the damn papers.[/i] He sighed again at the look on her face. Not gonna happen anytime soon.[/i] He took a deep, bracing breath then knocked on the door before entering.
”Miss Shields.”
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00I. member group title AnoSym
0II. famous last words Power is not physical strength. You find power in your endurance and by standing firm in your beliefs and decisions.
III. prove yourself yes
0IV. mythic creature N/A
00V. current powers N/A
0VI. clan or sector or community Bellator Sector.
VII. post script Again, he tolerates no one harming Morgan. The moment you do, expect instant retribution.
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SYR INTEGRA of CAUTION 2.0 created this and she will happily hunt you down, rip out your spinal cord, and beat you to death with it if you steal her hard work and claim it as your own. especially since she will gladly share it with any and all who wish to use it, provided they leave her nice, little credit attached.