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[i]He looks almost completely normal but his hands are clawed like talons instead of fingers, they are very sharp.[/i]

[color=c4df9b][b]Name:[/b][/color] Roderick Harold Duchannes.

[color=c4df9b][b]Age:[/b][/color] Twenty.

[color=c4df9b][b]Gender:[/b][/color] Male.

[color=c4df9b][b]Species:[/b][/color] Warlock - A creature born of a demon and a human, immortal with magical powers. Often seen with a mark of their status, something that would appear strange to the human eye.

[color=c4df9b][b]Sexual Preference:[/b][/color] Bisexual.

[color=c4df9b][b]Likes:[/b][/color] Cloudy days, winter, vibrant colors, ants and other small insects, cats, scarves, reading, writing, singing, violin, classical music.

[color=c4df9b][b]Dislikes:[/b][/color] Sunny days, summer, pale colors, spiders, loud noises, unidentifiable noises, raccoons, strange smells.

[color=c4df9b][b]Bio:[/b][/color]

He was born almost completely normal to a step father and a mother. Though she often brushed over the subject of his real father without relaying many details, he mostly assumed that he had died before he was born. He lived a very simple life, though his fingers were often a bit befuddling to look at, he never had the urge to ask his mother about them and often wore thick leather gloves to hide them. He was very smart throughout school and very respected among his peers for his growing talents with writing.

His interest in writing became his life and he was quick to join the school's paper, often reporting all that he could on the latest happenings and he became very good at it. It wasn't until one day while he was working with the editor for an assignment, he sent her out to get to her classes and he got to work. His mind began to wander and that was when he noticed that every paper in the room had began to rise around him and they were moving in lazy circles.

His terror was as quick as them falling to the ground, left staring at a pile of papers scattered all around him. He didn't know what it meant but he knew that it couldn't be normal and he left with a pounding heart and he tried to forget the incident. His life was full of incidents, random strange things; candles lighting by themselves, floating leaves, things disappearing. It became a theme and he did all he could to ignore it until his mother confronted him about his heritage and left him with a hollow feeling in his chest.

He went to college after much urging from his step father and became a journalist for the local news paper and that's where he is now.

[color=c4df9b][b]Occupation:[/b][/color] Journalist.

[color=c4df9b][b]Country of Origin:[/b][/color] United States Of America.

[color=c4df9b][b]Feelings about meeting their soul mate:[/b][/color] He often found himself staring at the strange markings in his skin and feeling apprehension, he's nervous about who they are and he's nervous about how they would feel about him.

[@Morte Angelis] Then here's a nerdy warlock.