Post by Lea on Sept 20, 2011 9:26:15 GMT -5
Name: Lea/Axel
Age: Unknown (17?)
Gender: Male
Type: Halfer
Powers: Fire
......Yeah. If I had an entry in some super-secret file in Neku's basement or something, that's probably what it would look like. It would probably also say something about my sob story, my jackass of a dad (he's the 'half' in 'halfer'), and my, ah, slight pyromaniacal tendencies.
Don't bother reading that file, if it exists. I'll tell you the truth right here.
My name's Lea. SOme people call me Axel. DOn't ask about the double-name thing; it's a long story.
I'm a halfer. Big whoop. Neku says I'm also a little bit crazy. Bigger whoop. All of us are a little bit crazy, and I don't mean just the halfers.
Anyway, the reason he says I"m crazy is 'cause I'm a bit of a rescue. More like an escapee, but whatever. Point is, I was raised on the other side, as a slave of the demons. Not that I made a very good slave, y'understand, but I was a slave all the same.
Lemme tell you - I'm not a slave anymore. Haven't been for years. ANd its time for some payback. I've been working with the Otherborn for almost as long as I've lived on this side - about three years, give or take.
There are some problems with living as a halfer. Most of us look completely human, except for maybe a couple distinguishing features. About a quarter of us inherit more than our abilities from our 'other' parent.
Guess which section of the population I'm in.
Flame-red hair and poison-green eyes - not exactly a combination often found in nature. Most normal people, most humans, mistake the markings on my face for tattoos, as well - they're not; as far as I can tell, I was born with them. My other 'mutations' include sharp canines (luckily, most people don't notice those) and a full set of claws, and it takes two hours every morning to make sure that my hair hides the horns I've been growing for the last two years (as if my dad hadn't left me enough of a legacy...)
Speaking of legacy, about my abilities - like I mentioned above, I use fire. I'm almost immune to it, I can throw it, I can control it. Unfortunately, I"m not too great at fine manipulation, and it has a tendency to get out of control when I lose my cool. I'm getting better, though - I haven't burned anything in three months!
....what? It's an achievement for me.
*cough* Luckily, this town's got it's share of Otherborn - the Network managed to help me find a job; I man the counter at Veil for twenty-five hours a week. It's a decent living.
Anyway, that's pretty much it. Everything you need to know about little old me. I'll probably catch ya at Veil sometime; I hang out there quite a bit.
Age: Unknown (17?)
Gender: Male
Type: Halfer
Powers: Fire
......Yeah. If I had an entry in some super-secret file in Neku's basement or something, that's probably what it would look like. It would probably also say something about my sob story, my jackass of a dad (he's the 'half' in 'halfer'), and my, ah, slight pyromaniacal tendencies.
Don't bother reading that file, if it exists. I'll tell you the truth right here.
My name's Lea. SOme people call me Axel. DOn't ask about the double-name thing; it's a long story.
I'm a halfer. Big whoop. Neku says I'm also a little bit crazy. Bigger whoop. All of us are a little bit crazy, and I don't mean just the halfers.
Anyway, the reason he says I"m crazy is 'cause I'm a bit of a rescue. More like an escapee, but whatever. Point is, I was raised on the other side, as a slave of the demons. Not that I made a very good slave, y'understand, but I was a slave all the same.
Lemme tell you - I'm not a slave anymore. Haven't been for years. ANd its time for some payback. I've been working with the Otherborn for almost as long as I've lived on this side - about three years, give or take.
There are some problems with living as a halfer. Most of us look completely human, except for maybe a couple distinguishing features. About a quarter of us inherit more than our abilities from our 'other' parent.
Guess which section of the population I'm in.
Flame-red hair and poison-green eyes - not exactly a combination often found in nature. Most normal people, most humans, mistake the markings on my face for tattoos, as well - they're not; as far as I can tell, I was born with them. My other 'mutations' include sharp canines (luckily, most people don't notice those) and a full set of claws, and it takes two hours every morning to make sure that my hair hides the horns I've been growing for the last two years (as if my dad hadn't left me enough of a legacy...)
Speaking of legacy, about my abilities - like I mentioned above, I use fire. I'm almost immune to it, I can throw it, I can control it. Unfortunately, I"m not too great at fine manipulation, and it has a tendency to get out of control when I lose my cool. I'm getting better, though - I haven't burned anything in three months!
....what? It's an achievement for me.
*cough* Luckily, this town's got it's share of Otherborn - the Network managed to help me find a job; I man the counter at Veil for twenty-five hours a week. It's a decent living.
Anyway, that's pretty much it. Everything you need to know about little old me. I'll probably catch ya at Veil sometime; I hang out there quite a bit.
