Toxx

Pokémon: Kanto Journeys

Yo, everyone. I'm Soul - but, for some reason, RPG absolutely hates me, and my Soul account is glitched to Hell. The 'New Post' boxes are grayed out, so I can't write absolutely anything. I can still PM, however, so if necessary I can go on Soul and prove it to you guys. I usually come to this account whenever the annoying glitch happens.

I'll get a post up tomorrow morning, most likely.

Toxic's Manor

Steeeel

Name:
Devon Steel

Pesterchum Handle:
deviantKing

Color of text:
Dark Red

Age:
Fourteen. (14)

Fetch Modus:
Array

Strife Specibus:
yoyokind

Biography:
Devon's life isn't anything terribly tragic or interesting. He lived in a high-end manor somewhere in the city, with no one else but himself, sadly. His mother died during birth, and his father was killed on the front lines. He was originally in an orphanage, before he was anonymously emancipated, and started receiving a daily stipend from the government. Due to this, he managed to buy an awesome house, with awesome yoyos - something he has always been fascinated by - and an awesome butler that only comes out of his room to clean and cook. His life was taken over by games and videos, along with the occasional school and sport, and Devon lived a rather average, exciting life.

Personality:
Calm, casual, and intelligent are three words that best describes Devon. He is a very laidback guy that doesn't get angry easily, although he is quick to become annoyed, and will slice someone down in pure spat fire if bothered tremendously. He is a nice enough guy - maybe a bit too aloof and uncaring, but if you're not, in his eyes, frustrating, than he'll be kind to you as long as you return the favor. Under stressful situations, Devon is usually the guy who takes charge, unless someone else does, which, in that case, he sits back and observes the proceedings with an analytical air. He's not specifically quiet - he is, of course, emotionally withdrawn and comfortable with being alone, but Devon also enjoys cracking sarcastic jokes to release unwanted or unneeded tension. A cool teen that may seem a bit eccentric, but is just in control of his emotions, and a bit of a rebel. Often very vulgar, even when he's not annoyed or angry.



Name:
Devon Steel

Pesterchum Handle:
deviantKing

Color of text:
Dark Red

Age:
Fourteen. (14)

Fetch Modus:
Array

Strife Specibus:
glovekind - he also uses a bunch of kicks.

Biography:
Devon's life isn't anything terribly tragic or interesting. He lived in a high-end manor somewhere in the urban part of New York City, with no one else but himself, sadly. His mother died during birth, and his father was killed on the front lines. He was originally in an orphanage, before he was anonymously emancipated, and started receiving a daily stipend from the government. Due to this, he managed to buy an awesome house and an awesome butler that only comes out of his room to clean and cook. His life was taken over by games and videos, mma/wresting training, along with the occasional school and sport, and Devon lived a rather average, exciting life.

Personality:
Calm, casual, and cool are three words that best describes Devon. He is a very laidback guy that doesn't get angry easily, although he is quick to become annoyed, and will slice someone down in pure spat fire if bothered tremendously. He is a nice enough guy - maybe a bit too aloof and wreckless, but if you're not, in his eyes, frustrating, than he'll be kind to you as long as you return the favor. Under stressful situations, Devon is usually the guy who takes charge, unless someone else does, which, in that case, he sits back lets them take hold of the stirrup. He's not specifically quiet - he is, of course, emotionally withdrawn and comfortable with being alone, but Devon also enjoys cracking sarcastic jokes to release unwanted or unneeded tension, and hanging out with friends; loneliness was a big part of his childhood, and company is definitely needed/preferred. A cool teen that may seem a bit eccentric, but is just in control of his emotions, and a bit of a rebel. Often very vulgar, even when he's not annoyed or angry.

Toxic's Manor

Quaaaad

Name:
Keith Quaad

Pesterchum Handle:
ungodlyTerrorist

Color of text:
Dark Purple

Age:
Fourteen. (14)

Fetch Modus:
Array

Strife Specibus:
shotgunkind

Biography:
Keith is the son of a really, really...exotic couple. His mother is a former Irish terrorist whom escaped her lifetime prison sentence and fled her country, while his father is a hunter from the Mississippi wilds. It's really weird, trying to piece together why they decided to marry each other, but Keith doesn't really care about that. Due to the two influences in his life, Keith spent his entire childhood and teenaged years around two things - explosives, and guns...although, sadly, his mother was forced to take away the explosive decoration once a bunch of really weird things happened, which may or may not include Keith's 'playmates' going 'boom boom'. They lived in a relatively normal city, with surprisingly normal houses, and surprisingly normal neighbors...which the small family hated with a passion. Keith spent his time shooting animals and pots and pans and insects and plates with his father's shotgun, and later on, his own shotgun, whilst also spending his time on the computer, slaving over the keyboard and owning others with his uber explosive skills. Life was going great for the teenager - he had a future as either the worst stealth hunter in the world, or the world's best bomb enthusiast. He collected dynamite in his spare time, obsessed over every little thing, and generally had a fun time being him.

Personality:
Keith is probably one of the chilliest guys you'd ever see on this earth. His eyes are constantly half-lidded and laidback, and the boy seems to slouch constantly, moving with a slow, yet oddly fast pace that showcases his 'take your time' mentality. He has the tendency to say 'dude' a lot, and vehemently dissuades any observations of him being constantly high. He's a relatively kind guy as long as he likes you, and he has the tendency of saying a lot of cuss words for absolutely no reason in his regular sentences. Keith tends to be the fan of the 'fist-bump', and although he's passive unless bothered, you wouldn't want to make him mad or angry - which is relatively hard in it's own right. He'll blow your head off with his shotgun before sticking grenades down the bloody cavity and blowing your corpse into smithereens. Over-all a really chilled, funny, loyal, and exotic guy that has mood swings like you wouldn't believe.

Homestuck - Sliced Bread

Name:
Devon Steel

Pesterchum Handle:
deviantKing

Color of text:
Dark Red

Age:
Fourteen. (14)

Fetch Modus:
Array

Strife Specibus:
glovekind - he also uses a bunch of kicks.

Biography:
Devon's life isn't anything terribly tragic or interesting. He lived in a high-end manor somewhere in the urban part of New York City, with no one else but himself, sadly. His mother died during birth, and his father was killed on the front lines. He was originally in an orphanage, before he was anonymously emancipated, and started receiving a daily stipend from the government. Due to this, he managed to buy an awesome house and an awesome butler that only comes out of his room to clean and cook. His life was taken over by games and videos, mma/wresting training, along with the occasional school and sport, and Devon lived a rather average, exciting life.

Personality:
Calm, casual, and cool are three words that best describes Devon. He is a very laidback guy that doesn't get angry easily, although he is quick to become annoyed, and will slice someone down in pure spat fire if bothered tremendously. He is a nice enough guy - maybe a bit too aloof and wreckless, but if you're not, in his eyes, frustrating, than he'll be kind to you as long as you return the favor. Under stressful situations, Devon is usually the guy who takes charge, unless someone else does, which, in that case, he sits back lets them take hold of the stirrup. He's not specifically quiet - he is, of course, emotionally withdrawn and comfortable with being alone, but Devon also enjoys cracking sarcastic jokes to release unwanted or unneeded tension, and hanging out with friends; loneliness was a big part of his childhood, and company is definitely needed/preferred. A cool teen that may seem a bit eccentric, but is just in control of his emotions, and a bit of a rebel. Often very vulgar, even when he's not annoyed or angry.

Homestuck - Best Idea since since Sliced Bread.

I'm cool with starting now.

Toxic's Manor

Lucian

Name:
Lucian Pandora

Age:
Eighteen. (18)

Appearance:
Even from the point of view of a stranger, Lucian is obviously a rather....exotic looking young man. He stands at the height of 6'1, which is, in his eyes, average for a teenager his age. He weighs at something around the 150 to 160 mark, his frequent activities, sports, and general healthy exercise keeping his form both lean and muscular, which is obvious whenever he wears any of his own exercise equipment, I.E tank tops and shorts. Being tall, some might assume that he's rather clumsy, but it's honestly the opposite. Lucian moves with the confident sureness of an athlete or mentally fit young man. A veteran sprinter and jogger, with tight, sinewy muscles stretching along his legs and biceps - like a wire ready to pop, or a panther tensing for a lunge. Lucian's skin is a fair peach, or perhaps a fair olive color. Due to his fair skin, whenever Lucian blushes - which happens once every Solar Eclipse, mind you - his skin instantly heats up, becoming a splotchy, fiery red. A small, invisible amount of light red freckles dots the bridge of his slim nose.

His eyes are very stormy and chaotic, yet tamed and patient, shining with an inner amusement that only Lucian seems to relish. Not gray, exactly, or blue or brown or hazel, or green. His eyes are all colors, and no color, nothing fixed. His eyes are the kind of eyes that, depending on the light, were amber one moment, and hazel the next, right before a shining gold takes over the irises. The only constant in them is the oddly colored specks that floats around his irises, a blackish color. Another constant, is the 'flashes' of his irises. When angered, irritated, or annoyed, his eyes will flash, in a manner similar to lightning, turning his eyes from pure gold to electric blue for a second, before turning back to it's normal storm of colors. A narrowed, half-lidded appearance his eyes hold, they are lashed by his long, thick thin eyelashes, which have been described as "lashes" a girl could kill for. Lucian's features could be described more as "angular", or "handsome", with chiseled cheekbones and a sharp, yet defined chin.

His hair is a dark, silky, and feathery pool. While it isn't curly, his hair wouldn't be described as straight either. It can be called wavy, because, as stated, it was a mix of the two. It's also rare to see Lucian comb or brush it, as he prefers the mismatched strands and such. As for the accurate color description, it's dark...almost black in color with the occasional streak of an electric yellow running through, which is natural from his mother's side. His eyebrows, sharp and arched, matches his hair color, as in most cases.

Personality:
Lucian, at times, isn't the easiest person of all people to get along with. He is a man of many faces, a boy of many sides, and his moods blink in and out of anger, to happiness, and to curiosity in minutes and seconds. In a short note, the teenager could be described as loyal; for his undying faith, stubborn; for his refusal to give up on a task, and brazen; for his quick reactions, that sometimes get him into trouble. In a summarized version, Lucian is a confident, smooth youth who has his moments of excitements and stupidity, but is over-all intelligent and sharp witted.

[Cautious, Loyal]
Lucian was born with the ability of faith, and of loyalty. He's there by one's side when they need it, and is not afraid to lend a hand. However, for those around them, this side of him comes at a price. He is distrustful towards newcomers at first, and it takes a while for his protective, hard shell to crack, though this isn't a impossible feat. Another fault of this trait is that he can be privy and observational to that friend's worse faults, which can lead him into trouble, emotionally and physically.

[Stubborn]
Stubborn, Lucian has the belief that he can accomplish any task, no matter how hard, how despairing with the simple thought of being determined. A hardworker, the teenager never gives up, no matter the cost, and will stubbornly hold onto those close to him. Stubborn as an a--, it's hard to get out of an argument when you've engaged one with him, and convincing him otherwise of a fact is useless unless you have absolute proof, logical facts, and unwavering belief. So, with that being said, Lucian has a problem with authority. He's simply not one to listening to the orders of others, and will often act out on his own, no matter the consequences.

[Courageous]
He's a young man, and like most young men, Lucian has the ability to be unfazed, untouched by the actions and words of others. He enjoys diving into the fray, being on the front line, simply for the thrill-seeking and action, claiming that the back-lines are not as excitable as the front lines. At times, he's shown unmatchable courage, by sacrificing himself so that a friend may go on, so deep his loyalty runs. However, despite this, Lucian isn't an idiot - quite the opposite, actually. He knows when subtle actions are necessary, and rather enjoys being subtle and sneaky at times.

Over-all, Lucian is a rather exotic, loyal young man who enjoys his time of company and solitude.

Other:
None.

Homestuck - Best Idea since since Sliced Bread.

Alright, interesting. If there are canons or relationships to canons, I'm definitely being a Strider. Cool/vulgar guys are my speciality.

I can make a purely original OC as well.

Homestuck - Best Idea since since Sliced Bread.

Interested. Will there be canons/relations to canons? Or pure OC?

Your kingdom (reboot)

'Cos your puppy touches itself at night~

Your kingdom (reboot)

Sure.