Post by Felix Dupont on Jan 15, 2012 14:57:22 GMT -6
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Felix Avery Dupont
"There is a house in New Orleans, They call the rising sun; and it's been the ruin of many a poor boy, and God i know i am one"
YOUR AGE . 17.
RP EXPERIENCE . 4/5 years, something like that
CONTACT INFO . Siphons AND Persephones have my nombre.
HOW DID YOU FIND US . i've been here for a while
NICKNAMES . Dupont
AGE & DATE OF BIRTH . 27, Halloween
GROUP . Asylum Guard
POWER/ABILITIES . (if this is okay) Voodoo
POWER WEAKNESS AND AMPLIFIER
Amplifier: Earth, Darkness
Weakness: Fire, Light
FACE CLAIM . Anson Mount (unf)
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HEIGHT . 6'0
WEIGHT . 170
HAIR. Short & Brown
EYES. Blue.Green
TATTOOS & PIERCINGS . No piercings
Tattoos: Gothic cross on his forearm; sugar skull on his neck
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES . Eyes and accent
PHYSICAL FLAWS . skin of his torso is cut up, walks with a slight limp
PERSONAL STYLE . dark and practical when he's not working, uniform when he is
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his heritage
outside
night time
food
women
using his power
the human mind
classic music
DISLIKES .
day time
the indoors
being away from the Bayou
people
modern music
drugs
having to speak english
STRENGTHS .
combat
sneaky
observant
WEAKNESSES .
hot-headed
mean
inhumane at times
doesn't take 'no' for an answer
GOALS .
go back to New Orleans
find the woman who gave him his power
FEARS .
Never knowing 'why'
SECRETS .
wanted for murder in Arkansas under a fake name
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FATHER . Beau Dupont
MOTHER . Cylena Dupont
SIBLINGS . Kora Dupont, little sister
PETS . 2 snakes, Zel the Python and Timmy the cobra (illegal)
OTHER FAMILY . n/a
HISTORY .
Felix was born in the bayou of Louisiana, his father was a croc hunter and his mother was a stay at home mom. Felix's life was fairly simple at the beginning. His family was poor and lived in a small hut on the edge of the mash, but they were happy and he was taught at an early age to read, write, and speak English. He grew up in a very Christian environment. However, his outlook on God changed when he was eight years old.
One day while out playing with his neighbors (hunting small animals), Felix fell into the marsh, his foot getting caught in the muck on the bottom. He friends panicked and went to get his parents, returning to see that Felix had drown. His mother carried her son home and placed him in his bed, unsure of what to do with her dead son. Around midnight that night an old woman everyone called "Mama Snake" came to visit, telling his parents she could bring him back if they let her. As Christians they were wary, knowing she dealt with voodoo and magic. But, they were heartbroken and allowed her to do what she could.
Mama Snake locked herself in the room with Felix's body, not allowing anyone to see what she was about to do. No one knows for sure what happened, but in a little less than an hour, Felix opened the door- the woman no where to be seen. His parents praised her as an angel, that was until Felix was ten.
At ten, Felix discovered he could curse people. It could be simple things such as 'you're going to have a bad day', or it could be elaborate and almost like torture. He could manipulate people with small dolls he crafted and he began to see shadows where ever he went. His parents wrote it off at first, claiming he was only very imaginative and an excellent prankster.
Felix left the Bayou and moved to New Orleans when he was eighteen, carrying his freak show with him. He made a living off of reading cards, making potions and casting spells and curses for a small fee for tourist. With every costumer his powers grew, their influence more potent.
At twenty-four he moved to Arkansas for a job opportunity; opening the first voodoo shop in Little Rock. His plan was flawless until he got in a drunk bar fight and killed a man. Since then he's been on the run, making it up Maine by the age of 26. He had heard about the asylum from a few locals, warning him that evil lived there. It was that warning that drew him in. The closest he could get was a guard position, and the rest is history.
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MEMBER TITLE .
RULES PHRASE . BANDAIDS
ANY OTHER CHARACTERS? . Sheila and Franklin <3
RP SAMPLE .
Felix bobbed his head to the music blaring in his ear as he propped his feet up on the piles of papers on the desk in front of him. His broad fingers tugged at his the neckline of his uniform, the scratchy material bugging him to no end. His headphones gripped snug on his head, the sound of old blues canceling out the words from the loud speaker overhead. Through his music he could make out the words "Down Time", signalling him to lock the patients up for the night. With a long drawn out sigh he pushed the rolling chair back, his thick combat boots hitting the floor with a loud thud. The last thing he wanted to do was move.
"Laissez les bon temps rouler." He huffed sarcastically as he approached the first door, locking it. The only thing on his mind was getting out of here, going back to the Bayou and doing what he loved- voodoo. He knew his family wouldn't let him come back, the only one he spoke to was his sister. But, the least he could do is try to get back to his roots, try to get back home.
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