Username: Byteme
Ceiral's Name: Apsinthion
The bitter star, the cursed angel
Personality: [max 500 words]
Can you say "I've got it all and I could care less", because --- speaks these words on a daily basis. He is like some sort of self-righteous egotistical maniac with a despondency disorder and a beauty complex.
Cocky
Is very connected with authority, still mourning about the past
No touchy
Apsinthion, he is worth a war and back. Everything for him must be done in great measures, rules to fallow, orders to abide, nothing can be done wrong or things will go bad. An unlucky sort of air fallows him, pessimistic and yet so self-righteous in his stand. He is egotistical in his appearance and yet vary to protect it as well, no one touches him unless the order is given. Touching makes him uncomfortable, and even if he were to fall over sick he'd still consider every possibility except being touched before it. Presumptuous and to himself, standing alone is what he's good at, making his links and his connections for his over-all master plans to go right, perfectly in place. He does not like things ending badly.
Because of this Apsinthion has many ties to many people above his status and of regal lineage. How he met them, how he eluded them, is a mystery at large but their accepting will to listen is nothing hazy or indirect. He is very connected to authority figures and if there was a chance for one of his plans to go haywire he'd call in for backup as if he were some sort of war general. His over-all intelligences and finicky perfection complex make him a hard person to understand, and his habitual lone state makes him cocky. As if he didn't need any one.
He is the ring master, a puppet chief behind the walls, hidden behind curtains formulating master codes upon the wight walls. He is the brains behind what goes on... And what goes on is so vast and broad that it seams almst impossible. His general beauty was the uprising to his ego, the velvet feel like a jewel so well hidden beneath others noses. Because they rarely touch him they rarely know how lovely his body feels.
And he'd have it no other way. He speaks as if he has it all and couldn't care less yet he's still spun around the past in secrets he won't reveal to anyone, even if life was on the line. Hardly if life was on the line.
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"I am nothing if not humble."
"You are nothing if not vain."
"You are
nothing if...
Not beautiful."
"I am nothing if not confident."
"Nothing if not intelligent."
"Nothing if not by myself." "Nothing if I'm with other people."
Vain about his fur, you say?
