Dagomis

[Dagomis]

Name: Dagomis Frustrae
~Nickname: N/A
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Breed:Vampire
Alliance:Neither
Ranking:Ryoushi
Warrior
Class:Spellcaster; Ninja; Gunner
~Sub-Class:Sage; Martial Artist; Blaster
Elemental Affinity: Void (a.k.a Aether)
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Homeland: Dagomis was born in Valles, a valley in The Demon Realm. Valles is a very secluded place, controlled by the townspeople rather than the king. The place itself is very cleverly hidden in a valley in The Realm, which was held as a secret by only the townspeople until the invasion of the demon hordes. The houses are made of stone, and are averaged around two stories, very plain. The agricultural aspect is very impressive, though they have very limited sunlight due to being hidden in a nearly submerged area. But, Dagomis was raised by a rebellious group of roaming Valles warriors. He was constantly on the move taken from his parents, and his older brother, trained by the warriors. The warriors traveled the entire Realm in order to experience and train, taking Dagomis with them. Dagomis remembers his homeland and claims Valles as his homeland, though he has lived in every region of the Demon Realm living among the people, and training with them. Dagomis, went back to his homeland once, but found it in ruins and decided that from that point on he would only claim Valles as his home no matter where he may live. The terrain as of present day is now barren and dry from the years due to the absence of farmers and the many poisonous weeds that have grown throughout the land destroying the very land which once used to be so peaceful looking and fertile.

Physical Description: Dagomis' appearance has changed in the months, he has been gone. For lack of contact with the sun during that time almost everything about his appearance has changed color. His skin has lost its somewhat golden hue and become a pale white, devoid of anything that might hint about the presence of color at some point. His, once, jet black hair has now become a white which appears the same shade as porcelain. The only part of him that has held color throughout the time has been his eyes. His eyes remain the deep crimson that they were when he was present at Sentou Gakuin. But even change has affected his eyes, as they are now behind a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The glasses aren't thick, so every detail about his eyes can still be seen by anyone who looks into them. In addition, he now has three tattoos of varying size: a small bat on his right wrist below or above his watch (depending on the position of the arm), a tribal bat wrapping around his entire neck and finally a passage from the book of his Void training. His clothes have changed as well. They have gone from all black, from jacket to shoes, to an unbuttoned white dress shirt cuffed and buttoned at the forearm covering a black tank top only shown in the front. His pants are black and go from his waist downward until they rest upon his shoes. His shoes are basic white and black Chuck Taylors.

Personality:He was at one time a warm person. He was courteous to his superiors and friends, loving to those dearest to him and willing to help with anything that he was asked. But just like his appearance, he was changed by the events that occur before his departure. His change was not slight at all; he went from 0 to 60 in the months that passed. He became cold, calculating, determined. Dagomis no longer cares for anyone around him; no loyalties, no remorse, no sense of compassion. Where he would attempt to save others, he now lets them be killed or kills them. The old Dagomis is completely gone.
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History/Background:
History Prior To Departure
When Dagomis left Sentou Gakuin, in his deep depression, he left for his brother's astral realm. Strength was his intention, he wished for the strength to protect his students, the strength to protect his school and, most importantly, himself. He was scared, sad, angry and every other emotion he could feel except for happiness. As he met his brother in this state, his brother offered him a choice: casually feel better or shut out everything he was feeling at the moment. Dagomis, easily and quickly, chose to shut out everything. One simple statement set him out on a new path "I want to shut everything out." His brother understood and he began a path of emptiness and depravity. As he was trained by his family and patron goddess, he lost his touch with the modern world and its present beings and reached into the natural world at the price of his senses, his emotions and everything that made him human (in a metaphorical sense). He lost the ability to feel, to smell, to hear, to taste and to see (in the traditional sense - sees people by their permeation of natural energy rather than light reflecting off of them, hears the natural energy's vibration rather than sound waves, sense of smell, touch and taste have totally been abandoned). He also lost the ability to breath air and eat food instead taking in natural energy (aether) to sustain himself. When he abandoned all of this he gained to a new sense of self and access to force left underutilized by most, as they have no knowledge of it. This training took months of seclusion from the world, but paid off with the aforementioned "new sense of self". Now that his training is done, Dagomis has come back to the world of Sentou Gakuin and is ready to live his new life in it.

RP Sample:
Utter silence fills a quaint, though dark, room as an unknown substance creeps in. The substance held to itself a great warmth while passing on a cold embrace akin to the coldest caps of the Arctic Plains and an emptiness rivaling the Astral Dimension. It crept further into the room at a steady pace, steady but never slow. A frightening pace that held the fear of thousands. Dagomis, hidden in the darkness, sat in the middle of the room. His legs crossed, his arms lax chained behind him and his head held firmly up though the eyes were closed. Nothing met him on any side and nothing came close. His breathing was heavy as if his body had been through incredible training, though he had only been sitting in this room for the past months. He fed on the aether surrounding him, he breathed the aether, he maintained himself on the aether. This aether was the very thing creeping up on him. As he meditated, it got closer and closer until it was covering him. The frigid cold hit him, it only changed appeal as his entire body was covered. The aether forced itself into his pores, forcing along with it the warmth. It fused itself with his cells, traveled through his nerves, toughened his muscles. As it happened words ran through his head. The words of his brother first, "Draw in the aether, bring it to yourself and absorb the energy. Let it enter you and become a part of you." The words meant nothing during the time that his brother spoke them, and they meant next to nothing now. There was no pain, no anguish, but the overload had its own effect; almost every fiber of his being was forced to endure. The second set of words were from his queen and the wife of his brother, "Force the power outward to do as you wish." His mind focused solely on those words as he followed them to the last detail. The strain on his body was somewhat relieved as the aether energy poured forth from him. This was much easier than the first step. The power was forced into the shape of an aura around Dagomis leading to the third and final statement by his patron goddess, Aventa. The words boomed in his head as they replayed in his thoughts. "Control the power. Give meaning to the power and give it shape." Everything he had left went into this last step. The raging aura formed into sharp, distinct lightning bolts crackling in the air. The crackling came on strong before dropping into a soft sound and finally dropping into nothing. His last action was one of his own. The aura crept from its place around him body to solely surrounding his hands and feet. The lightning, accompanied by the crackling, became much more apparent as more was concentrated to his limbs. When his hands and feet were the only things covered, the power dissipated back into nothingness.

Dagomis stood up, his crimson eyes shining in the darkness, and walked out of the room. His only words were "Thank You" before the door to the room closed behind him.

[Dagomis]

Finished.

[Dagomis]

Bump. Since Void is now an element.

[Kisuke]

Name: Dagomis Frustrae
~Nickname: N/A
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Breed:Vampire
Alliance:Neither
Ranking:Ryoushi
Warrior
Class:Spellcaster; Ninja; Gunner
~Sub-Class:Sage; Martial Artist; Blaster
Elemental Affinity: Void (a.k.a Aether)
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Homeland: Dagomis was born in Valles, a valley in The Demon Realm. Valles is a very secluded place, controlled by the townspeople rather than the king. The place itself is very cleverly hidden in a valley in The Realm, which was held as a secret by only the townspeople until the invasion of the demon hordes. The houses are made of stone, and are averaged around two stories, very plain. The agricultural aspect is very impressive, though they have very limited sunlight due to being hidden in a nearly submerged area. But, Dagomis was raised by a rebellious group of roaming Valles warriors. He was constantly on the move taken from his parents, and his older brother, trained by the warriors. The warriors traveled the entire Realm in order to experience and train, taking Dagomis with them. Dagomis remembers his homeland and claims Valles as his homeland, though he has lived in every region of the Demon Realm living among the people, and training with them. Dagomis, went back to his homeland once, but found it in ruins and decided that from that point on he would only claim Valles as his home no matter where he may live. The terrain as of present day is now barren and dry from the years due to the absence of farmers and the many poisonous weeds that have grown throughout the land destroying the very land which once used to be so peaceful looking and fertile.

Physical Description: Dagomis' appearance has changed in the months, he has been gone. For lack of contact with the sun during that time almost everything about his appearance has changed color. His skin has lost its somewhat golden hue and become a pale white, devoid of anything that might hint about the presence of color at some point. His, once, jet black hair has now become a white which appears the same shade as porcelain. The only part of him that has held color throughout the time has been his eyes. His eyes remain the deep crimson that they were when he was present at Sentou Gakuin. But even change has affected his eyes, as they are now behind a pair of black-rimmed glasses. The glasses aren't thick, so every detail about his eyes can still be seen by anyone who looks into them. In addition, he now has three tattoos of varying size: a small bat on his right wrist below or above his watch (depending on the position of the arm), a tribal bat wrapping around his entire neck and finally a passage from the book of his Void training. His clothes have changed as well. They have gone from all black, from jacket to shoes, to an unbuttoned white dress shirt cuffed and buttoned at the forearm covering a black tank top only shown in the front. His pants are black and go from his waist downward until they rest upon his shoes. His shoes are basic white and black Chuck Taylors.

Personality:He was at one time a warm person. He was courteous to his superiors and friends, loving to those dearest to him and willing to help with anything that he was asked. But just like his appearance, he was changed by the events that occur before his departure. His change was not slight at all; he went from 0 to 60 in the months that passed. He became cold, calculating, determined. Dagomis no longer cares for anyone around him; no loyalties, no remorse, no sense of compassion. Where he would attempt to save others, he now lets them be killed or kills them. The old Dagomis is completely gone.
------------

History/Background:
History Prior To Departure
When Dagomis left Sentou Gakuin, in his deep depression, he left for his brother's astral realm. Strength was his intention, he wished for the strength to protect his students, the strength to protect his school and, most importantly, himself. He was scared, sad, angry and every other emotion he could feel except for happiness. As he met his brother in this state, his brother offered him a choice: casually feel better or shut out everything he was feeling at the moment. Dagomis, easily and quickly, chose to shut out everything. One simple statement set him out on a new path "I want to shut everything out." His brother understood and he began a path of emptiness and depravity. As he was trained by his family and patron goddess, he lost his touch with the modern world and its present beings and reached into the natural world at the price of his senses, his emotions and everything that made him human (in a metaphorical sense). He lost the ability to feel, to smell, to hear, to taste and to see (in the traditional sense - sees people by their permeation of natural energy rather than light reflecting off of them, hears the natural energy's vibration rather than sound waves, sense of smell, touch and taste have totally been abandoned). He also lost the ability to breath air and eat food instead taking in natural energy (aether) to sustain himself. When he abandoned all of this he gained to a new sense of self and access to force left underutilized by most, as they have no knowledge of it. This training took months of seclusion from the world, but paid off with the aforementioned "new sense of self". Now that his training is done, Dagomis has come back to the world of Sentou Gakuin and is ready to live his new life in it.

RP Sample:
Utter silence fills a quaint, though dark, room as an unknown substance creeps in. The substance held to itself a great warmth while passing on a cold embrace akin to the coldest caps of the Arctic Plains and an emptiness rivaling the Astral Dimension. It crept further into the room at a steady pace, steady but never slow. A frightening pace that held the fear of thousands. Dagomis, hidden in the darkness, sat in the middle of the room. His legs crossed, his arms lax chained behind him and his head held firmly up though the eyes were closed. Nothing met him on any side and nothing came close. His breathing was heavy as if his body had been through incredible training, though he had only been sitting in this room for the past months. He fed on the aether surrounding him, he breathed the aether, he maintained himself on the aether. This aether was the very thing creeping up on him. As he meditated, it got closer and closer until it was covering him. The frigid cold hit him, it only changed appeal as his entire body was covered. The aether forced itself into his pores, forcing along with it the warmth. It fused itself with his cells, traveled through his nerves, toughened his muscles. As it happened words ran through his head. The words of his brother first, "Draw in the aether, bring it to yourself and absorb the energy. Let it enter you and become a part of you." The words meant nothing during the time that his brother spoke them, and they meant next to nothing now. There was no pain, no anguish, but the overload had its own effect; almost every fiber of his being was forced to endure. The second set of words were from his queen and the wife of his brother, "Force the power outward to do as you wish." His mind focused solely on those words as he followed them to the last detail. The strain on his body was somewhat relieved as the aether energy poured forth from him. This was much easier than the first step. The power was forced into the shape of an aura around Dagomis leading to the third and final statement by his patron goddess, Aventa. The words boomed in his head as they replayed in his thoughts. "Control the power. Give meaning to the power and give it shape." Everything he had left went into this last step. The raging aura formed into sharp, distinct lightning bolts crackling in the air. The crackling came on strong before dropping into a soft sound and finally dropping into nothing. His last action was one of his own. The aura crept from its place around him body to solely surrounding his hands and feet. The lightning, accompanied by the crackling, became much more apparent as more was concentrated to his limbs. When his hands and feet were the only things covered, the power dissipated back into nothingness.

Dagomis stood up, his crimson eyes shining in the darkness, and walked out of the room. His only words were "Thank You" before the door to the room closed behind him.

Very well. Approved.

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