Post by Dominic James O'Connor on Nov 1, 2012 12:42:03 GMT -5
DOMINIC
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[/color] Dominic James O'ConnorCharacter Name;;
Nicknames;;[/color] Dom
Race;;[/color] nephilim
Gender;;[/color] male
Age;;[/color]19
Sexuality;;[/color] heterosexual
Place of Birth;;[/color] America
Birthday;;[/color]Nov. 1, 1993
Occupation;;[/color] drummer for Fearsome Vegetable Kings
Descended From;;[/color] descended from a demon of Regret two generations ago
Power;;[/color] Power of Mimicry
Desired Level;;[/color] level 16 (because he was trained)
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Hair Colour;;[/color] Black
Eye Colour;;[/color]dark auburn brown
Height;;[/color]6 ft
Weight;;[/color]159
Build/Complexion;;[/color] light skinned European kind
Description;;[/color] Dom is a bit on the chubby side. Though he drinks beer and gets drunk, he’s the one who 'tucks' everyone in bed and makes sure that they all are well and unharmed. He is a bit of a clean-freak and can't stand mess when he goes somewhere. He can be seen mostly in jeans, black or white shirts, and black jackets. He wears socks and sunglasses. He likes wearing comfortable shoes like high cut converse and low cut dark denims.
Dom’s hair is sacred. Touch his hair and he’ll make sure that you’d never be able to use your hands again. The only ones that he’d allow are his band mates. He sees them as little brothers but get his clothes dirty, you’d wish that you could turn invisible and disappear from his presence in a blink of an eye.
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Likes;;[/color]
- Jamming with his band mates
- Drinking beer
- Watching Comedy and Horror movies
- Eating out
- Watching his band mates go crazy
Dislikes;;[/color]
- Watching his band mates torn apart
- Running out of beer
- Having to deal with fights
- A messy environment
- Having to watch everything they try to work hard for go out the window
Fears;;[/color]
- hates the beach (can’t swim)
- getting lost in a forest
- being eaten by a four headed lion with a body of a zebra (will explain later in his personality)
Ambitions;;[/color]
- To be as famous as P!@td, MCR, and FOB
- To see Pretty Reckless live
- To be able to open for Pretty Reckless or P!@td or MCR or FOB
Secrets;;[/color]
- Loves to bake
- can write a decent four page story about anything
- reads books when alone in his room
Personality;;[/color] Dominic has OCD, his a bit bossy when it came to cleanliness and would yell at anyone and everyone if they got his clothes and himself dirty. He has an over-active imagination which sometimes is the root cause of his insomnia (due to the fact that he keeps watching zombie themed movies). He doesn’t give a shit or fuck if you make him made and will use your own ability to bring you down, even if your someone he knows.
But aside from being an ass, he cares for his friends. He makes sure that they all have a place to live and a garage to rehearse in. Dom would even risk his life to protect his band mates and would do whatever he could do to get them out of trouble. His the eldest and con sometimes be a bit childish buy when push comes to shove, he’d throw whatever child-like attitude he has to make sure that everyone is alright and safe. His responsible and dependable. Trust him to be there when you need someone to talk to and shit.
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History;;[/color] Dominic had grown up from a well off family. He ran away from home when he was thirteen and did everything to survive. He was the youngest of four siblings and apparently the only male child. His father was a slave driver, trying to train Dominic to one day become the next CEO of Blue Star Corporation, a company that does advertising. Brian O’Connor, Dom’s father, had always dreamed of seeing his one and only son right next to him and someday replace him as the man who would bring more glory to the company. Dominic had other plans. And his mother was no help either. Though she loved her son, Annabeth was weak. She would do whatever her husband tells her too which meant that she obey Brian’s wish than her own son’s dream.
And because of that fact, when Dominic was able to have courage, he ran away from home with fifty thousand dollars in hand. He thought that he would be alright. And he was. He did well on his own for a while. Dominic was no spender. For some reason, he was a planner. He knew what he needed to buy and what not to considering that he needed to get a job soon enough. Since he was tall for his age, he worked as a bust boy for bars and restaurants. He finished high school at an early age (thanks to his nagging father) and he was able to get a decent and stable job.
Then one night, he was cleaning a table and saw that the bar was going to hire a band which he had never had seen one before, live that is. He was mostly interested on the drum set that was new and shiny. The drummer had seen him watch the band carefully and taught Dominic during the day and before rehearsals. And soon enough, Dominic was able to play the drums to the point that the in-house drummer would make his play with the band when the drummer didn’t feel good. And soon enough, everyone could see that he was a skilled guy. But when he reached fifteen, Dominic’s life went through hell.
The drummer that taught him how to play was a nephilim like him. The dude, which Dominic could remember was Rio, had the power to control fire. During practice, Rio had touched Dominic’s shoulder like he normally did when he was giving Dom an advice; Dom’s hands suddenly went on fire. It freaked Dominic out which made the band laughed a bit. TJ, the lead guitarist was a water manipulator, put Dom’s flames out. But when TJ had patted Dominic after laughing, water came gushing out of Dominic’s hands next. It was obviously due to shock. Good thing the vocalist had nullified the ability Dominic had ‘borrowed’. They all knew that Dominic was a half-breed like them and had powers that could copy the powers of those who he touched or touched him.
It was a lucky thing that Dominic was like family to the bar he had worked for the last four years. They taught him how to control his powers and how to use them without hurting anyone. It was tough. Dominic had a melt-down for a week before anyone got through to him. Rio got through to him. And they all began to teach him what he needed to know before he turned into a walking disaster waiting to happen. Dominic was grateful. Then he knew that he was really glad that he had left home. But everything went downhill, when a group of men in suits came and took him away. His father had found him and took him home.
But he didn’t stay for long. He ran away again and this time, his mother helped him. She knew that Dominic didn’t like their home. She gave him a hundred thousand dollars cash and helped him get out. He had found himself on a train, heading to a place called Alderres where he knew his father would never be able to find him. He contacted his mother and she was able to buy him a small house which he lives in. While trying to conquer his fear of getting lost in the forest, he had met Finley, who was younger than him, helped him explore the forest and got him out safe and sound. Since then, Dom had watched over Fin. Eventually meeting the other members of their band, Fearsome Vegetable Kings. It was not the greatest name, but it was a great band because they were Dominic’s new family.
Dom's band members don't know who Dom really is and he wants to keep it that way. He does however still keep in touch with his mother. And Annabeth would secretly send Dominic money every month which Dominic saves up and keeps in storage just in case he might need it someday when he would have to hide from his father again.
Role-Play Sample;;[/color] Rancho was glad that he had able to get the cupcake and was even self-satisfied when he was able to finish it off without anything happening. But when he saw Silver's face, he knew he was doomed. Then before he could move away, Silver had already used his pheromones on the maids and they held him tight. Not only was Silver scary, he employed special kinds of maids that had powers and some of them are really strong. "Owh, owh, owh... Ok ok... Take it easy ladies... Not to tight on the grip please..." he tried begging. He watched as Silver had his was closer to him. "S-silver... Can't we talk about this? I was just k-kidding... Really.. I'll never do it again... Please?" he begged some more but all he got was a scary widening smirk.
Before anything could happen, "Toddy!!! Help me...!!! I swear I'll never--" he got cut off. Silver had began his torture. His clothes were half open, and the knife looked so sharp up close. And then it had began. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!" Rancho screamed in cold terror and Silver had his way with him. Then after what seemed like an eternity, Silver moved away. Rancho nodded as Silver spoke. He caught his image on a mirror and stared in horror. His hair was a mess, his shirt was dangling to one side, and in his chest was an etched red line: I'll never steal a cupcake again. He stared teary eyed at Silver. He was so mean and scary yet Rancho could never hate him. The maids tried to hold their laughter back. He sniff as he tried to fix himself.
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Sophie • • 3 Years ++ • • Panic!
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