Post by NARCISO JAXON CARTER on Feb 16, 2011 15:41:46 GMT -5
- - - - - - - - - -
NARCISO. JAXON. CARTER.
[/color]~ Full Name: Narciso Jaxon Carter (pronounced: narkeezo)
~ Nicknames: Ciso (pro. keezo.)
~ Age/ DOB: 28th April
~ Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
~ Species: Rebel Angel
~ Position: Pride Sin
~ Play By: Ian Somerhalder
It's really not that difficult to sum up this boy right here. In fact it can be done with one word: Dick. Ciso loves nothing more than messing with people and often exploits his sin to his highest ability which in reality, is pretty high. He's possibly the most egotistical angel around and that's a title he's proud of, fitting for his sin, no? Anyway, he successfully picked up the sarcasm humour as soon as he landed on Earth all those years ago and simply furthers it every day. It's almost impossible to read this specific Angel as he doesn't exactly like getting close to anyone and is highly independent. This was a main reason that he didn't ever want to be tied to the leading rebel Angel, and is frequently getting in trouble because of his thoughts toward this creature, not that he cares. Narciso is out for himself largely because he strongly believes he is above most individuals, all humans and Angels alike. Of course, he can be nice if he chose to be, but very few people actually see that side of him. He is a head sin for a reason.
One thing that is top secret though, is that Narciso is terrifed of water, to the point of ridiculousness. He'll stay away from all rivers and seas, preferring to stay inside the cities where most of the people reside. He finds that much more fun too. Still, he's adapted to the human life very well and frequently enjoys the female company, as well as the drinking and other unmentionables. Up until being blood-tied, he honestly had no plans to create mass destruction, but rather just to amuse himself by messing around with the humans occasionally and he still secretly holds that desire, not that he would say that out loud. He has a strong love for all land sports, in particular soccer and secretly finds the most enjoyment in just sitting somewhere high and looking down on the city. You could say his whole deal is just a facade, or simply that his way of life has now been forced onto him... either way, he's a stubborn bastard that won't hesitate to piss someone off.
Considering Narciso is in present time a head sin, he is fairly young all things considering. Unsure of an actual date where he was created, Ciso was originally just a normal Angel watching over the humans with his closest friend, Blythe. Behind closed doors, he struggled to see how they had been created simply to watch over such pathetic... such flawed creatures when God had created Angels. It didn't sit well with him that this had become the Angel's sole purpose, to make room in Heaven for their departed souls that had inevitably at some point been touched by evils. The bitterness continued to grow within the spirit and as time went on, his suspicions grew until the point he could take no more. Voicing his opinion to the, at the time, lead Angels, they were taken aback by his forwardness and told Narciso to go down to Earth and live with them for a while so he could understand how perfect they truly were.
However, it didn't go the way as expected.
Having watched the humans for a long time, Narciso took the opportunity to go to Earth, and now aware of the social circle workings, chose a desperate man that had already shown sins to convince to act as his vessel. It hardly took much before Narciso had his body and shared a world with the humans for the first time. Although it took him a while to settle in, he instantly began feeling the same emotions and found the pleasure's that lay in sex and drink. Succumbing to the 'party' lifestyle, Narciso's ego grew even more than it already was, beginning to show his true colours and his true path. After many years of enjoying the lifestyle, Ciso began to notice his ability at changing the emotion of human's ego grow larger and larger, almost making it into a game. He had officially become a sin. Still, his power continued to develop and becoming stronger than ever, his reputation started to precede him and making a name for himself, it didn't take long before Narciso attracted the attention of those 'above' him, though he would never admit it.
Narciso was confronted by the Angel that would then become the Lead Rebel, was asked to join his ranks and... rejected it. After all, why would the Pride sin agree to follow anyone, particularly someone that clearly thought them above him. Laughing at the thought, Ciso had been taken aback by the sheer power of the rebel and was blood tied to the rebel against his will, no longer having a choice of many of his actions. Following the orders reluctantly, Narciso spread his still growing power across London, bankers falling short of their greed and power. Whilst he found amusement in doing it all, he still struggled to see the whole plan laid out by someone else. However, his fun was cut short later by the virtues Humility and Charity as he was caught and locked up in his casket, hidden in a random graveyard in London. Now, the time has come for his casket to open, and damn, Narciso Carter has some making up for lost time to do.
Hey! My name's leigh and I'm pretty amazing. I'm nineteen years old which is crazy to think about. Anyway, you can reach me at hgieldavies74 on aim and my other characters are none yet! Wanna party? First, here's my roleplay sample...
Seb pulled his bass from his body, standing on the monitor box at the front of the stage, his bright blue eyes roaming over the huge crowd all going insane to Saving Face playing. It was a boiling hot day, so hot that even Seb was sweating which was certainly some feat. He smiled happily at the crowd as they sang along, some of them screaming other things but he didn't care. They had smiles on their faces and that was what counted to the small blonde. Chewing his bottom lip, he stepped down from the monitor and continued playing the bass, his head down as he went over a difficult few bass chords, glancing at his other bandmates. He had so much fun at times like this, when really, nothing could get him distracted. His attention span was excellent on one thing which was why it was so easy to sneak up on him, for Seb would be far too focused to notice whoever it was. Still, to say his mind was elsewhere would be an understatement. Truthfully, the only thing that had been on his mind the past so many weeks of tour was why the hell Gavin seemed to be avoiding him. Sebastian's next to useless self esteem instantly shouted at him that it was the fact he was Seb, and considering Gavin was now openly gay and supposedly 'in a relationship' with him, perhaps he was having second thoughts. Since really, what did Seb have? Yes, he was a bassist of a very famous australian band, but at the same time he was also short, it was well known he talked too much, he wasn't especially intelligent and just generally, Seb didn't think he had anything going for him.
He knew it hadn't taken long for Gavin to work out really how self concious he was, irrespective of being gay and out there for goodness knows how many years. Shit, the first time they'd had sex had been embarrassing enough for seb. Whilst it had been Gavin's first time with a guy, it was Seb who appeared more nervous even though he tried to stay confident. He'd ensured the lights of the bunks had been off in the end which had eased his heart a little. Still, it had been bluedy amazing... perhaps even better than that and Seb, if it were possible, fell for Gavin even that bit more. They just seemed to fit together. He'd worked out the surefire method of making Seb stop talking, and Seb had worked out how to get Gavin smiling again. It had been great... until, well, in Seb's mind it looked like Gavin was having second thoughts. Sebastian hadn't seen his suppposed boyfriend in at least two weeks, and apart from the odd text, hadn't heard from him either. The one time Sebastian had tried to find him, Gavin had darted behind someone so after that Seb stayed away. He wasn't stupid, he could see when someone didn't want him to be around, which was exactly what that was. Yes, it hurt more than anything in his heart but if it was what Gavin wanted then. Licking his lips slowly as the second to last song came to an end, he pushed his sweaty blonde hair back into place on his forehead before grabbing a bottle of water and spraying some of the crowd with it, for he could see them dying for any liquid they could from the security.
Throwing the bottle to the side, Seb kept silent as the rest of the band introduced the next one as their last song of the night, a small moan coming from the crowd. It had been a good one, again, as most of this tour so far had. Yet, the thought of what was happening in his private life meant that Seb couldn't have the same fun he usually did, shit, Reagan didn't even have to steal his microphone these days as he only used it to sing the back up when he was meant to. Instantly rocking out to the song, Seb played all the notes exactly as he was supposed to, glancing at his other band mates and smiling back at them as they played. It was a great life absolutely, Seb just would really have liked Gavin to have enjoyed it with him. When the guy had come out on stage without even telling Seb he was going to, the soaring pride in his heart had swelled. To Seb, who knew he had mentioned it once before, that meant more than even Gavin could have known. At the time, it had shown him that Gav wasn't embarassed to be seen with him as more than just a friend. Shit, he knew exactly what the scenario was like with Gay stereotypes in the music business but it wasn't like that so much these days and especially not on this tour. Whilst yes, it was still tough occasionally with certain comments being made, at least you were being honest with yourself. Honesty was one of Seb's core values and he knew it was a massive weight that had been on Gavin's shoulders for far too long. Seb could tell in a good majority of the kisses they'd shared. The intimate ones were the most telling for they showed exactly how long Gavin had been waiting to kiss someone and mean it. In Seb's eyes, it made him only in a way blessed that he could give that. Clearly, Gavin wanted something better than what he could give though.
Finishing his last bass note, he threw his picks out to the crowd with a grin before taking his bass off and handing it to the tech, offering as always to help him store it away. Again, as always, he was denied but at least he'd offered. Smiling, he took all the usual hugs from his band and things before going and standing near a box he'd left some things on before rushing on stage. Getting the towel and rubbing it over his head, his blonde hair spiked everywhere but he was in no rush to really sort it out. A long time ago, he'd have met Gavin after every show so would have bothered trying to get first shower, but really, now he prefered having one back at the bus so he could curl up in his bunk for a while and watch a movie, or get ready so that he could face the fans at wherever he was supposed to be that day since he no longer made his previously religious appearance at Gavin's show. Taking another large swig of water, Seb almost jumped out of his skin as an arm lay across his shoulders. Why the hell was he so easy to sneak up on? Just about managing to swallow the water instead of spit it out everywhere, Seb looked up just as the previously familiar voice of Gavin sounded out with "hey, what's up, dude?". Seb stared at him for a moment, his eyes wide and his mouth almost falling open. What the hell? He hadn't seen his boyfriend in forever and yet, here he was acting like they'd just missed one another by a minute. Refusing the urge to pout at the whole situation, Seb looked back at his stuff on the crate and continued stuffing it back into his small bag to take back to the bus.
"Hey, Gavin. Long time no see." He threw his towel in a bit harsher than he ever had before which almost accompanied the only slightly bitter tone of Seb's voice. With the intention of walking off, leaving Gavin to actually consider what the hell was happening, Seb turned around, letting the arm drop from his shoulders he glanced at Gavin's still unfortunately beautiful face. However, Seb stopped as he went to move away. His blue eyes zoned in on the light bruising that covered the complexion under his eyes and to the side. Truthfully, Seb could have stopped his small hand if he wanted, but that was exactly it. Letting his fingers ghost under the faded colours on Gavin's face, he looked over them with his currently still wide eyes. "Oh Gav... what happened?" Concern was etched all over his face. Sadly, for someone like Seb, when they had feelings for someone, they lasted a long time and no matter how long they hadn't spoken, his heart still burned to know why Gavin was hurt. Letting his fingers push Gavin's hair slightly out of his face, Seb considered his face. [dodgerblue]"... Did it hurt?"
[/blockquote][/center]
