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I have 3 mottos here in life, really.




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ADAM KAYNES
"Are you scared of the dark?"

P L A C E H O L D E R


Adam Abraham Kaynes
______________________________________________________
01/01/2002 | 17 | Caucasian
______________________________________________________
Hetero || Player
______________________________________________________
Senior | Antique Platinum Ring | Corvah The Immortal
D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E:

If James Dean had survived to the 21st century, he'd look absolutely nothing like Adam. However, Adam likes to think he's got the 21st century Mr.Dean look going for him. Between the gelled hair, the cigarette behind his ear and his leather jacket or wool coat, depending on the season and weather. He wears band T-shirts under his jacket to school, and of course a pair of ripped jeans and converse, maybe a pair of ankle-high boots if it's really cold outside.

He's pale, he doesn't enjoy being in the sun very much and would rather spend the day flirting or getting into trouble rather than engaging in sports. Not that you could tell that the guy spends every weekend drinking beer and hitting on college girls as his metabolism is still working overtime. He stands at humble 180 centimeter and weighs in at 70 kilo, a lean, athletic frame from his time on the swimming team as well as his decade long endeavor into karate.

He's got a few scars, wounds that never healed right, but nothing too notable. He's got a pentagram tattoo'd on his chest and a egyptian Ankh on his collarbone, one end of the ankh peaks can be seen down his neckline through his T-shirts.

When working he wears chinos and a dress shirt as well as a shamanistic necklace made out of animal bones, his hair's a little wilder and he dons a longer trenchcoat as well as a pair of dark sunglasess, regardless of the light source inside.
M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

You ever wanted to play the character who's the smartest in the room? Well, that's not Adam. He's not book-smart, he's barely street smart. The guy's got very little going for him except grit. Due to his hobbies and background, I think he's gonna be a lot of fun of having his perceived, and faked identity clash with what he learns about his true heritage from Crestwood. When the one field of expertise he's cultivated over the years turns out to be completely wrong, perhaps he's gonna get presented with a choice. Adapt or die.
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

Adam is an occultist. Not in a Tumblr-Ouija board kind of way. He's not a Wiccan, he's not even a pagan. He's not a psychic and he's not a medium. He's not a wizard and he's not an exorcist. He's not a demonologist and he's no hero.

He's a conman, a conman who's turned his fascination of the occult and the beliefs of the occult into a trade. He's running a succesful social media career as all of the things that he isn't. Where he takes cases as a paranormal investigator and solves poeple's supernatural problems. Except, of course, he knows they're all placebo. He's a showman, and a grifter. He doesn't believe a word of the things he preach, he knows all of the occult books in the world are just that - books. Stories. Made up. Not real.

There is nothing but people that go bump in the night. There are no monsters under the bed. And the only reason to keep the lights out in the hallway when you go to sleep is to make sure that your newest foster parents don't try to do any fuckery while you're asleep.

This all of course clashes with the to him, unknown fact that he's of the long line of magically-endowed individuals reaching all the way back to ancient Egypt. And that fact's gonna make itself painfully clear in the coming months of his life.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

The Talon Of Platina; A ring made out of platinum during the 15th century in Spain. Made by a powerful Draoi who for centuries made enchantments for the Magni community. The Talon is one of the first conduits ever made out of platinum in a age when the world thought platinum was just impurities in gold.

Corvah The Immortal: Corvah's a small European Crow from Italy, Florence to be exact. His species have been the chosen corporeal form of the familiars of the Kaynes line for centuries. The moniker 'The immortal' is born from the fact that all of the Kaynes familiars look the same and share the same name. Corvah's actually the 214th Corvah, but that's too many 'Juniors' too put behind a name. Corvah actually become a Magni familiar in 1951, when Adam's father, Maximilian was born. Maximilian died shortly after Adam's birth when he was murdered by a Hellion, and with his dying might he cast a spell on Corvah so that the crow would not perish too - or worse, lose his spirit and become feral, a monster himself. Corvah was bonded to Adam when Adam was born, but the crow didn't survive his original partner's passing without scars. The familiar's not much of a guardian angel, but instead chaos and destruction has followed Adam his entire life, starting with the death of his mother when he was an infant. Corvah's life is a taboo in the Magni community and if a more experienced Magni would learn the truth, both Adam and Corvah's lives would be in danger.


I didn't spellcheck anything, I didn't edit shit, hell, I didn't even READ it again.
So, uh, I'll fix any silly lil' mistakes by then, but I saw no point in waiting to get the sheet up.
<Snipped quote by Hillan>

What the fuck did you just fucking say to me you little bitch? I’ll have you know I graduated top of my class in the Navy Seals


I will break you like a kit-kat bar.

<Snipped quote by Hillan>

I'm also pretty sure, together Emily and your character would likely come up with their own way of signing where they would both would understand. It's actually how it was invented in the first place. So, Emily being herself would come up with a solution.


Oh. I'm sorry. Uh, I guess me being an idiot isn't coming through via text. I was making a joke. I'm not the one making a sign-language character.

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I would say it would make signing pretty hard (they usually use both hands for a wide range of words and meanings). XD


Right, so, like being French. Or having a lisp.

I getcha.

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Well, while I won't sway you to male or female... maybe I can create a connection with mine? >_> Emily could use a friend that can speak in her 'language' since she won't be able to communicate very well. Being deaf makes having normal conversations hard, lol.


Is being one-armed a speech impediment or an accent in sign language?

ADAM KAYNES
"Are you scared of the dark?"

P L A C E H O L D E R


Adam Abraham Kaynes
______________________________________________________
01/01/2002 | 17 | Caucasian
______________________________________________________
Hetero || Player
______________________________________________________
Senior | Antique Platinum Ring | Corvah The Immortal
D E T A I L E D A P P E A R A N C E:

If James Dean had survived to the 21st century, he'd look absolutely nothing like Adam. However, Adam likes to think he's got the 21st century Mr.Dean look going for him. Between the gelled hair, the cigarette behind his ear and his leather jacket or wool coat, depending on the season and weather. He wears band T-shirts under his jacket to school, and of course a pair of ripped jeans and converse, maybe a pair of ankle-high boots if it's really cold outside.

He's pale, he doesn't enjoy being in the sun very much and would rather spend the day flirting or getting into trouble rather than engaging in sports. Not that you could tell that the guy spends every weekend drinking beer and hitting on college girls as his metabolism is still working overtime. He stands at humble 180 centimeter and weighs in at 70 kilo, a lean, athletic frame from his time on the swimming team as well as his decade long endeavor into karate.

He's got a few scars, wounds that never healed right, but nothing too notable. He's got a pentagram tattoo'd on his chest and a egyptian Ankh on his collarbone, one end of the ankh peaks can be seen down his neckline through his T-shirts.

When working he wears chinos and a dress shirt as well as a shamanistic necklace made out of animal bones, his hair's a little wilder and he dons a longer trenchcoat as well as a pair of dark sunglasess, regardless of the light source inside.
M O T I V A T I O N S & G O A L S:

You ever wanted to play the character who's the smartest in the room? Well, that's not Adam. He's not book-smart, he's barely street smart. The guy's got very little going for him except grit. Due to his hobbies and background, I think he's gonna be a lot of fun of having his perceived, and faked identity clash with what he learns about his true heritage from Crestwood. When the one field of expertise he's cultivated over the years turns out to be completely wrong, perhaps he's gonna get presented with a choice. Adapt or die.
C H A R A C T E R C O N C E P T:

Adam is an occultist. Not in a Tumblr-Ouija board kind of way. He's not a Wiccan, he's not even a pagan. He's not a psychic and he's not a medium. He's not a wizard and he's not an exorcist. He's not a demonologist and he's no hero.

He's a conman, a conman who's turned his fascination of the occult and the beliefs of the occult into a trade. He's running a succesful social media career as all of the things that he isn't. Where he takes cases as a paranormal investigator and solves poeple's supernatural problems. Except, of course, he knows they're all placebo. He's a showman, and a grifter. He doesn't believe a word of the things he breach, he knows all of the occult books in the world are just that - books. Stories. Made up. Not real.

There is nothing but people that go bump in the night. There are no monsters under the bed. And the only reason to keep the lights out in the hallway when you go to sleep is to make sure that your newest foster parents don't try to do any fuckery while you're asleep.

This all of course clashes with the to him, unknown fact that he's of the long line of magically-endowed individuals reaching all the way back to ancient Egypt. And that fact's gonna make itself painfully clear in the coming months of his life.
C H A R A C T E R N O T E S:

The Talon Of Platina; A ring made out of platinum during the 15th century in Spain. Made by a powerful Draoi who for centuries made enchantments for the Magni community. The Talon is one of the first conduits ever made out of platinum in a age when the world thought platinum was just impurities in gold.

Corvah The Immortal: Corvah's a small European Crow from Italy, Florence to be exact. His species have been the chosen corporeal form of the familiars of the Kaynes line for centuries. The moniker 'The immortal' is born from the fact that all of the Kaynes familiars look the same and share the same name. Corvah's actually the 214th Corvah, but that's too many 'Juniors' too put behind a name. Corvah actually become a Magni familiar in 1951, when Adam's father, Maximilian was born. Maximilian died shortly after Adam's birth when he was murdered by a Hellion, and with his dying might he cast a spell on Corvah so that the crow would not perish too - or worse, lose his spirit and become feral, a monster himself. Corvah was bonded to Adam when Adam was born, but the crow didn't survive his original partner's passing without scars. The familiar's not much of a guardian angel, but instead chaos and destruction has followed Adam his entire life, starting with the death of his mother when he was an infant. Corvah's life is a taboo in the Magni community and if a more experienced Magni would learn the truth, both Adam and Corvah's lives would be in danger.

This looks like fake news.

Luckily for you, that's all I read.

<Snipped quote by JunkMail>

I still this going downhill faster than my GPA.


You're body's made out of 93% water

and daddy's thirsty


Daddy's home.


Location: Rockerfeller Plaza, New York City, New York



Jason was standing next to the important people, rubbing elbows with the finest prospective donators for the Wayne Foundation. He was gonna be brought up during the speech to demonstrate how the foundation can make a difference for young boys in Gotham, he'd tell the sobstory about his criminal backstory and how he with dignity and thanks to compassion could become an upstanding young man, soon to be an adult and a fully functioning member of society. Even becoming the ward of the esteemed billionaire Bruce Wayne.

The interview went relatively painless, Mr.Rosswell, the guy who was gonna run the new youth center introduced Mr.Todd as the speaker sent by Bruce Wayne himself, his latest ward. Jason walked onto the stage and laughed nervously. He cleared his throat, about to speak when he saw something outside the window, an explosion, the windows shook and he felt his Bat-senses kick in.

"What the fu-" The Bat-Brat let out before an explosion rocked the building, a gastank of some kind blew just under the building, demolishing the windows and knocking out the power. Jason was thrown to the floor, along with everyone else.

He crawled to his feet before everyone else, his jacket ripped on the right shoulder. He looked out the broken window and saw a handful of green monsters flying outside, following something as they paid no attention to the civilians inside.

Today of all days. Jason thought, looking around for anyone seriously wounded. He saw the the Security guards were tending to anyone who had been injured, so he could slip away from the crowd in the confusion. He'd run towards the garage. To the car.

But before he could make it out of the lobby, a stray green monster had found it's way into the building, perhaps separated from it's pack. It swung it's spear at Jason, the boy dodged under the blade, sliding across the tiled floor, the monster swept with it's tail, he sprung up onto his feet and did a flip over the tail, dashing behind a table as the green laser came flying after him, stopped by the table it collided with.

Jason ran into the stairway as the elevators were all offline. The staircase door was ripped off by the hulking beast who didn't enjoy the fact that his prey got away, chasing him down the stairs. Jason jumped over the ledge, grabbing the ledge three meters down, hopping from ledge to ledge as quickly as he could, descending the building into the parking garage below. The beast couldn't fly properly in the stairway that was too narrow for his wings, ripping down the railing as he was in pursuit of the boy. Jason turned the corner, untying his sash around his waist and turning it into a make-shift rope. When the monster came around, Jason jumped onto his back, using the sash as a blindfold to blind the monster, dodging his blind strikes at his back while he yanked at it.

He was not strong enough to do anything here. Finally, the monster tore the sash in two with it's claws, prompting Jason to leap off him, onto the railing above, onto the second floor of the parking garage.

"Thanks for the lift!" He shouted, rolling away from the incoming beam. Sprinting towards the car that was now in view.

"I hate alien tech." He cursed under his breath, turning on his smartwatch and putting in the code to unlock the secret trunk of the car. "Nightwing's a Dick" his fingers typed as he ran. The trunk clicked open and Jason saw the beast come after him, he pulled the trunk open in panic and liften the reinforced suitcase as the beam was fired, turning around and using the case as a shield.

The beam was deflected and Jason was knocked on his back, rolling backwards and back onto his feet. The case was reinforced with material Bruce had gotten from S.T.A.R and as far as the Robin knew, it was indestructible. He opened a hatch on the side, pulling out one Batarang, as he didn't have time to grab the entire suit, this would have to do.

Jason circled the car as the alien followed him, sliding under it to appear on the other side, feinting the creature, slapping him with the case with one hand, spinning around and hitting him again with the case now held in both hands. The monster slid backwards, more annoyed than hurt by the hit. Jason hurled the case at him, hitting him in the face again. Jumping and kicking off the falling case for extra momentum, the Boy Wonder flipped in the air as he jammed the batarang into the monster's eye. Purple blood spurted as the beast cried in pain. Jason ducked under the beast, behind his back as he triggered the electronics in the weapon shocking the enemy. He eyed the foes weapon but it wasn't losing it's grip just yet.

"Eat this." And with a press of a button, the stuck batarang exploded, forcing the beast to fall backwards onto Jason whom pressured it's legs with his body weight, felling the monster, and in doing so he could grab the weapon from it. In one swift motion he turned the spear around and jabbed it into the chest. He aimed for the right shoulder, but he had no clue about the monster's anatomy, but that usually did the trick. He had watched Bruce fight aliens before, and in general he wasn't as concerned about preserving alien life as he was human.

Which seemed like a morale issue in general, but, perhaps that's an argument for another time. Jason had a city to save. His alerts informed him that there were hundreds, if not thousands of these things flying around New York. And considering he had almost died fighting one of them...

This can only end well.
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