Post by Soren O'Conan on Jul 22, 2012 4:32:12 GMT -5
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O'Conan,
Soren[/center][/size][/color]theme song[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Overburdened
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Soren is around average height for a male of his race and age. He has pale, ivory colored skin with a perfect complexion to it. Soren's eyes are a startling ice-blue color and when hes angry they almost seem to glow. His hair is black and straight enough, though it never seems to stay in place for he is almost constantly having to blow stray strands of it from his face. His young body is in great shape athletically. All of his muscles are toned to perfection in an effort to help even out some of the advantages beings of larger size would have against him.
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O'Conan, Soren Solaris
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sweet 19
gender[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Male
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born a, Fire elemental
should we put bricks on your head?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Soren is, 5"11 tall.
no place like home[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Ireland
getting lucky with ~someone~[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Hetero-sexual
babies coming?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
MARRIED? No
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Innate Abilities
Phoenix Transformation
Fire Level 2: Pyromania
Acquired Abilities
Metals Level 1: Magnetism
Heal
Water Level 1: Water Control
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He carries around a HUGE sword the size of a skyscraper and he- just kidding 
. Soren carries a two short swords that are a good 4ft in length, each. They are made from carbonated steel and a silver edge was added to them for extra effect. He also carries a combat knife at his waist and another in his right boot. In a pouch at his side are a good supply of bullets that he shoots using his powers.
. Soren carries a two short swords that are a good 4ft in length, each. They are made from carbonated steel and a silver edge was added to them for extra effect. He also carries a combat knife at his waist and another in his right boot. In a pouch at his side are a good supply of bullets that he shoots using his powers.whatcha~wearin?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Soren wears a a gray t-shirt and black jeans along with a thin black jacket that he sometimes wears. On his feet he wears scuffed, black combat boots.
transportation[/color]:;[/b][/size]
None.
anything.else.you'd.like.to.share?[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Nope.
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disposition to the law[/color]:;[/b][/size]
CHAOTIC
alignment[/color]:;[/b][/size]
NEUTRAL
likes[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Wolves
,Dogs
,Information, knowledge, etc. things like that
,Red
,Blue
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Clowns
,Ignorance
,Being threatened or feeling threatened
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Thanatophobia
obsessions[/color]:;[/b][/size]
Immortality
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Soren was born in Westport, Ireland. When he was still a baby, barely more than a year old, his parents migrated to the United States to live the American Dream, having finally saved up the money for plane tickets.
Soren never knew much of his parents, because only months after arriving in New York city and spending all of their little money on an apartment, his father was supposedly killed by a mugger on his way home from a construction job he had been hired for only days earlier. His mother grieved, though he who was not even two years old at the time, had little idea of what was going on. She, his mother, became a prostitute in the attempt to pay off the debt of his father's funeral and support herself and her child who was all that was left of the man she had loved.
Day by day though, Soren could feel his mother growing colder and angrier towards him. She began to blame him for all the frustrations and tragedies of her life. She would do nothing when her various boyfriends or customers would abuse him for their own sadistic pleasure. One day, when he was four, his mother went out for cigarettes and she never came back. Soren never did learn whether she had met a fate similar to his father or if she had just run off and left him. Some new tenants who had rented the apartment found him weeks later, nearly dead from starvation, waiting for his mother to come back. he was taken to an orphanage where he spent the rest of what childhood he had left.
Soren had always had an affinity for fire, but shortly after maturing he found that he could cause things to burst into flame if he concentrated hard enough and in just the right way. Several accidents happened when he would lose his temper or when he was learning to control it.
All he knew of his parents, or at least what he assumed and was told, was that they had died when he was little. Realizing how fragile life was, Soren developed a fear that he would one day die, that his existence could be snuffed out in an instant. After leaving the orphanage, he began to delve into lore and search for a way to make himself immortal. Its been two years and he has yet to find it.
Soren never knew much of his parents, because only months after arriving in New York city and spending all of their little money on an apartment, his father was supposedly killed by a mugger on his way home from a construction job he had been hired for only days earlier. His mother grieved, though he who was not even two years old at the time, had little idea of what was going on. She, his mother, became a prostitute in the attempt to pay off the debt of his father's funeral and support herself and her child who was all that was left of the man she had loved.
Day by day though, Soren could feel his mother growing colder and angrier towards him. She began to blame him for all the frustrations and tragedies of her life. She would do nothing when her various boyfriends or customers would abuse him for their own sadistic pleasure. One day, when he was four, his mother went out for cigarettes and she never came back. Soren never did learn whether she had met a fate similar to his father or if she had just run off and left him. Some new tenants who had rented the apartment found him weeks later, nearly dead from starvation, waiting for his mother to come back. he was taken to an orphanage where he spent the rest of what childhood he had left.
Soren had always had an affinity for fire, but shortly after maturing he found that he could cause things to burst into flame if he concentrated hard enough and in just the right way. Several accidents happened when he would lose his temper or when he was learning to control it.
All he knew of his parents, or at least what he assumed and was told, was that they had died when he was little. Realizing how fragile life was, Soren developed a fear that he would one day die, that his existence could be snuffed out in an instant. After leaving the orphanage, he began to delve into lore and search for a way to make himself immortal. Its been two years and he has yet to find it.
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