Post by zech on Apr 6, 2009 5:56:27 GMT -5
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isaac zechariah caine
mask of deception;
[/font][/size]full name; isaac zechariah caine
nickname(s); zack, isaac.
age; eighteen
birthday; July 31st
grade; 12th/senior
species; demon. psionic blast. ability to overload another's mind causing pain, memory loss, lack of consciousness, vegetative state or death after having created a psionic link into that individual's mind.
gender; male
sexual orientation straight
canon or original; canon
uncovering the truth;
[/font]personality;
Hm, well, there isn't a lot to say about Isaac. He is pretty much like any other demon out there. But whatever you do, don't tell him that. That will make you have one pissed off demon at you. Isaac is probably the biggest egotistical person you'll meet. It really is bad. He thinks everyone wants him. Whether they show clear disgust for him, if he finds them at all attractive, then he'll flirt with them until he gets bored with them and goes to the next chick. Zack, as some people call him, is pretty sure he is stronger then most people in the school. With the exception of a few people. He knows about "the game", and he thinks he is above it. Like a spoiled rich boy is above the law. It doesn't stop him from doing what ever the hell he wants. If asked, he'd tell you: "I've been here since I was a freshmen and I haven't gotten picked yet. Why should I change?"
Like stated in the beginning, he is your basic average demon. The thought of someone screaming in pain makes him want to have a giant grin spread across his face. Especially if he is the one causing the pain. He has been known to loose it, and doesn't mind aiming to kick someone's ass (not saying he can kick everyone's butt, but he is fairly strong. I'd say about average demon strength). Isaac doesn't believe anyone could kill him. I'm not going to say he is emotionless.. He just hasn't found those emotions yet. This also makes him quite the little man whore. If you're of the female gender, no matter what species, and look above the age sixteen, then you'll probably be his next 'victim'. And yeah, i mean look. He doesn't really care about age, he doesn't really care about shit besides his friends and car. Zack, if he asks you out, he probably is talking about a week, if that long. He doesn't really keep girlfriends long. And don't be surprised if he has another one or two while dating you.
Shocking, but he has friends. Now, before you drop your frozen burrito, he only has very few actual friends. And those people, whether he admits it or not, he does care about them. But most of his 'friends' are people that he is OK with and parties with. Zack is a heavy partier. Money isn't an issue with him, so he doesn't mind blow it on his close friends and parties at the club. Isaac doesn't really get partying till ten and then going to bed so he can study the next day, unless by ten you mean in the morning. His off switch is normally only pressed when he passes out from too much alcohol. And the next day, he isn't afraid to get up, get over his hangover and do it again. It is amazing that he has made it to senior year.
Over his years of being here, I would have to say he is probably known for those things listed above. Pride, Lust, Wrath, Partier and more then likely "that egotistical bastard." And honestly, he likes his titles.
likes;
himself
girls
his car
parties
blowing money
movies
music
food
his parents
monsters
others in pain
seven deadly sins
his power
dislikes;
cats
people who tell him no
pop music
lack of exercising
nutella
ugly people
candy
ice cream
school work
elves
the game
fears;
losing his money
losing his car
his looks going away
his parents
habits;
smoking
drinking
partying
dating
flaws;
prideful
vain
rarely has a steady girlfriend
thinks of himself above the game
lack of emotions, excluding his very few close friends
time machine;
[/size][/font]parents; daniel caine ;; 50 ;; demon ;; writer
elizabeth caine ;; 48 ;; demon ;; actress
siblings; none.
kids; none.
pets; none.
hometown; huntington beach, california
personal history;
Like almost every other creature on this wonderful planet of ours, Isaac was conceived and born to two parents. A mother and a father. The father was a writer of non-fictional books, things such as biographies of famous people, and his mother was an actress. As you have probably guess, they were definitely not hurting for money. They seemed like normal people, but that is where you are wrong. They were demons, both full blooded. Isaac was named out of the bible for plane irony and laughs, which is why he tends to like being called Zack more. Isaac was and is an only child, and thought at any moment his parents could conceive more children, they don't want too. Stating: "Isaac spends enough of our money, why have another one." They were never the loving parents. Handing him off to nannies as soon as he was brought home from the hospital. His mom was too busy getting back in shape so she could star in an upcoming film, his dad simply didn't want to deal with a kid.
As soon as he was old enough, he was sent to a preschool so the teachers could deal with him for a little while. He was a good little kid, did what he was told, only argued and threw temper tantrums now and then. Most the teachers sent home notes with him praising the parents techniques of raising him. Of course the nannies were to thank for this. But at five, the parents got tired of having to pay people to watch him at home; and fired his nannies. Isaac didn't really mind this, thinking he was going to spend more time with his parents. He was wrong. They would just tell him how wonderful he was, and how much more wonderful he would be if he did this and that. Of course, wanting to please his parents, he would do those things without question. He'd get to get whatever he wanted and they spoiled him like a mofo. Money wise. They still didn't pay that much attention to him. They had special people take him out to shop.
At seven, he finally started acting out. Thinking he was better then all the other kids in his class because of his parents. Of course the parents didn't care. They paid off the teachers so he'd get away with things. This is probably where his nasty little habit of not liking to be told no came from. He was different from the other kids, being a demon. Most of the other kids were human, only a few others were "special" like him. Probably why he only hates Elves when it comes to disliking species. His teachers started sending home notes again, this time complaining of how every time he got mad someone got a headache. The parents assumed that was his power and took him out of that school, paying from a private teacher. They didn't feel like going to any more Parent/Teacher meetings.
At about fourteen, Isaac hadn't exactly mastered his power of course. But he did have better control over it. His only problem was he was already egotistical and had a temper. He sent two kids to the hospital with memory loss before his parents threatened to take away his funds. Being spoiled, he quickly backed down. At fifteen, they were tired of him causing trouble and sent him to Forevermore Academy. Isaac was already far gone by then. Even from the start he wasn't scared of the game, certain that he was too good for that. Over the years of not getting picked for the game, his pride and vanity has only grown. His partying side has also passed from his small love to party in freshmen year to throwing a party every chance he is given. Over the years of going here, Isaac is way better at controlling his power. He has only hospitalized one person, and that was by accident.
mirror, mirrror;
[/size][/font]hair; black
eyes; hazel
weight; 160
height; 5'11
tattoos; a lot.
piercings; lip, off to the side.
anything else; i know this bio kind of sucks >__o i normally do better then this. but some things i wasn't too sure about.
play by/face claim; m(att) shadows
underneath the mask;
[/size][/font]your name; tene
age; fifteen
other characters; none
where did you find us? advertisement on cainan
secret word; -admin edit-
rp sample;
Karaleane kept from smelling the air. She was used to living with humans, she had for over thirty years now, or around humans really; but she still had the instinct to just sniff out someones feelings instead of trying to read them. People let off different smells when they were feeling different things. The girl blushed slightly when she spoke, causing slight confusion to appear on Kara's face. She wasn't exactly sure why the girl would be blushing right now. Kara hadn't said anything that could be point to being embarrassing, did she? After quickly running her words through her mind, she concluded she hadn't. So instead of questioning the girl on the blush, she just kept the smile that was on her face, well, on her face. But at the same time, the girl didn't look like she was upset by Kara coming up, so that was a good thing. Kara didn't like upsetting people, despite what most thought about Werewolves. "Well it is a pleasure to meet you as well, Carrie." Kara said, doing a slight curtsy. It wasn't done much anymore now, but it was out of instinct.
Karaleane followed the girls glance to the dog, a small smile spreading against the Werewolves face. Of course a dog didn't like another "dog" when first meeting them, but hopefully the dog wouldn't mind her once it got sniff that she wasn't meaning any harm. Plus it was probably confusing the pooch that a dog also had the smell of a human and was walking on two legs. Dogs were smarter them most guessed, but they were not as intelligent as Werewolves of course. Werewolves still had human brains, and humans were smarter then dogs. Well, most of them were. When Carrie started to talk, Kara looked back up at her. "Lily, is it?" Kara asked. She knelt down, offering her hand out a little so the dog could smell her. She didn't get it too close. It wasn't like with humans. When a dog smelled the humans scent, if it was a nice dog, it instantly dropped the aggression. With another dog, when it came too close they normally snapped.
Once Kara was done with the dog, she returned to her height and smiled back at the girl. The girl had a look to her face, but Kara couldn't tell what. She wasn't very great at reading people without the help of their smell. Taking a deep breath through her nose and smiling while exhaling through her mouth she let out a chuckle. "I just love fresh air." Kara admitted. She did, but of course she had a double meaning for her actions. Her scent showed she was kind of confused about something; but Kara couldn't think of what. She wanted to ask, but it would be a bit weird to explain how she could tell the girl seemed to be at least thinking about something for a split second. Wolves couldn't read minds, but whether humans knew it or not, they let out scents while they thought too. Unless they were good at masking their emotions. And this girl didn't seem to really have a reason too. She was just talking to another human, right? Well, that was probably what Carrie was thinking. Again, Kara didn't exactly know though.
"So, Carrie; are you new here? Not that you seem new, I just don't remember seeing you around town." Kara said. In all of her fifty-two years of living in Russia, she knew people well. Most of which she didn't talk to anymore being they wouldn't believe it was her. Still, whenever they would cross by in a street she would smile as if she knew them. Earning her second glances, then wide mouths, then a head shake as to say "Is that-- no.. couldn't be", while she wanted to scream it was her; she just was stuck as a fifteen year old forever. "Oh and beautiful dog." Kara continued, looking down at the dog and smiling. Kara wondered if any other Werewolves were near. Hopefully they wouldn't try to harm the girl for being so close to the forest.
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