Post by BALLS-IS-TICK on Jan 7, 2010 0:27:14 GMT 8
(Lmao, I'll do a serious one next time)Name: Driffe Summerdusk
Age: 35
Gender: Male
Appearance: He usually walks around with a blank expression, lost in thought. Despite having perfect eyesight, he chooses to wear a pair of tinted specs. For one reason or another, his appearance causes others to shy away from him. Underneath the shirt is a body stained with crimson markings similar to those on his shirt. They serve as a reminder of his experiences and roots him firmly to his beliefs.
He never wears anything fancy. All of his clothes are of a flat colour but bear similar markings with varying colours.
Personality: He rarely bothers to take the initiative to engage unfamiliar faces and is therefore seen as a loner. However, to people who know him, Driffe is often loud, wild and seemingly drunk. His laughter can be said to be that of a wild dog's and he has a habit of accompanying it with the abuse of objects.
Driffe has a variable morality and believes in neither right or wrong. Rather, he deems everything to be relative as there are always two sides of a story. As a result, he's willing to accept anything as long as a person can explain his own sense of 'justice'.
Biography: In his early years, Driffe was obsessed with justice and the law. He embraced all the rules set by social conditioning and never looked back. The world to him was black and white.
That is, until he entered the real world. Life taught him about what society's justice was. Whoever had the most followers would shape the definition of justice. Whether they were 'right' or 'wrong' it did not matter. Only support actually mattered. Time and time again he saw and many a time, was the enemy of 'justice'. Gradually, he began to lose faith in the word. Justice was for ignorant. It was unable to capture both sides of the story. In a world where justice existed, there was only room for one story, the story that most people wanted to hear.
With that, he decided to walk the path in between. He would choose neither side and merely watch. In his time on the centre path, Driffe began to go create a hell which he would thrive in in order to strengthen his body. Each day, he ran until his body threatened to shut down. But what kept him going was the delusion that by doing so, he could flee from social conditioning.
Through this 'hell', Driffe began unbind certain chains in his body and slowly discovered something inhuman within him. Each time he leaned his body forward and charge, he would leave a trail of light behind. The light would be coated by another layer of darkness. The more he trained, even more radiant trails were left behind. The appear to be paths, roads created by his body miraculously. The dark light was able to incinerate fabric and slice through walls cleanly.
After 20 years in the 'training hell', Driffe managed to control this power. Unsure of what to do with himself, he decided to reclaim fragments of his youth by returning to a school disguised as a retainee. Not to mention, through the school, he could expose himself to the various forms of justice the new generation believed in.
Abilities:
- Able to withstand hits without flinching. Driffe has trained his body to a point where he can endure pain. However, he still takes the same amount of damage.
- Incredible stamina. Can run for days without stopping. However, due to this ability, Driffe is unable to gauge his own physical condition.
- Dark Light, creates roads of light tainted by darkness. However, the two elements do not seem to conflict with one another. Driffe can manipulate this power to create cages, blades or anything he desires. At the moment, he's not skilled enough to create curved roads and can only move in straight lines.