Arbelladon, Vincent
Sept 6, 2019 19:59:57 GMT -6
Post by Vincent Arbelladon on Sept 6, 2019 19:59:57 GMT -6
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VINCENT ARBELLADON
35 » Male » Bisexual
[attr="class","fillbox"]Staff | [attr="class","fillbox"]Chaos | [attr="class","fillbox"]War |
Face Claim: SHANKS // One Piece
APPEARANCE
Vince stands at 5'11" and is generally well built, his muscles earned from years of working and experience. He holds himself up with a straight back and careful movements, his center of balance always seeming to find itself in his legs as he strides. His hair is a fiery red, warm in its appearance and hot to the touch. Many a lover has run their hands through that hair and described it as its namesake. Fire too hot to grip for too long, as the rest of the flames spread across them. His face is also peppered with stubble, mostly the hint of a beard surrounding his lips and drawing itself down onto his chin.
The most noticeable part of him is the three long marks that go across his left eye, rendering that eye blind and useless in its socket. The scar has long healed over the skin of the eyelid anyways, melding it shut so that it might never open again. A variety of other scars litter his torso and back, usually covered up by simple clothes of moderate fashion. Outfits of long sleeved shirts and slim-fitting pants, accompanied with boots that could kill you if he stepped on you with them are how he prefers to dress himself. If he's daring, then a deep v-neck shirt may find its way onto his torso, exposing his chest and skin littered with red speckles of chest hair and even more cuts against his ribs. He doesn't claim to be fashionable, but, he can certainly clean up.
PERSONALITY
Vincent is cocky, to say the least. As fiery as his own hair, he harbors a certain passion towards things he enjoys, and a clear disdain towards things he dislikes. He is hardly ever able to think in shades of grey, the world usually coming to him in black and white. In yes or no. In-betweens are difficult for him to comprehend and, thus, he doesn't particularly try to. When he enjoys something, he does those things with the utmost passion. Its clear to see what he likes in life, because it always seems to bring about a sense of competitiveness in him. He's competitive over just about everything he enjoys, seeing the world as a better place if everything is a challenge to him. As a result, he tends to make more enemies than friends with his brash and bold demeanor, always pushing forward in a tactless and irrevocable manner. Even his speech tends to be callous and difficult to grab a hold of.
Still, those who find him a friend earn a loyal dog at their side. He's fought hard for friends and would do so again, even with understanding the cost of possibly losing that fight. He has a hard belief that history is written by the victors, no matter if the victor is 'good' or 'evil'. If they win, they write the history. History is something he is passionate about, and always has been. He believes that the course of human history, if not heeded, will be doomed to repeat itself. Half of him enjoys the concept, thinking that humans deserve to be in an endless loop. The other half is...saddened by it. He tries to drown those sadnesses in alcohol when they begin to get too much for his mind.
Vince is, above all else though, a sore loser. Beating him at anything will result in him throwing an impressive fit, usually ending with pouting and self loathing. Just buy him a drink and lose the next game, and he'll be back to normal. He loves games and playing things. It's a hobby of his. Spending time with him usually means playing chess, mancala, or something of similar strategy. It keeps his mind sharp, and his eyes sharper on people he needs to watch out for. Perhaps he's too caution in that way. Perhaps it's just his way of seeing how strong people are compared to him. He never really tells people, but, insists they play nonetheless.
HISTORY
Give us your life story. Should be longer than your other sections.
Vince stands at 5'11" and is generally well built, his muscles earned from years of working and experience. He holds himself up with a straight back and careful movements, his center of balance always seeming to find itself in his legs as he strides. His hair is a fiery red, warm in its appearance and hot to the touch. Many a lover has run their hands through that hair and described it as its namesake. Fire too hot to grip for too long, as the rest of the flames spread across them. His face is also peppered with stubble, mostly the hint of a beard surrounding his lips and drawing itself down onto his chin.
The most noticeable part of him is the three long marks that go across his left eye, rendering that eye blind and useless in its socket. The scar has long healed over the skin of the eyelid anyways, melding it shut so that it might never open again. A variety of other scars litter his torso and back, usually covered up by simple clothes of moderate fashion. Outfits of long sleeved shirts and slim-fitting pants, accompanied with boots that could kill you if he stepped on you with them are how he prefers to dress himself. If he's daring, then a deep v-neck shirt may find its way onto his torso, exposing his chest and skin littered with red speckles of chest hair and even more cuts against his ribs. He doesn't claim to be fashionable, but, he can certainly clean up.
PERSONALITY
Vincent is cocky, to say the least. As fiery as his own hair, he harbors a certain passion towards things he enjoys, and a clear disdain towards things he dislikes. He is hardly ever able to think in shades of grey, the world usually coming to him in black and white. In yes or no. In-betweens are difficult for him to comprehend and, thus, he doesn't particularly try to. When he enjoys something, he does those things with the utmost passion. Its clear to see what he likes in life, because it always seems to bring about a sense of competitiveness in him. He's competitive over just about everything he enjoys, seeing the world as a better place if everything is a challenge to him. As a result, he tends to make more enemies than friends with his brash and bold demeanor, always pushing forward in a tactless and irrevocable manner. Even his speech tends to be callous and difficult to grab a hold of.
Still, those who find him a friend earn a loyal dog at their side. He's fought hard for friends and would do so again, even with understanding the cost of possibly losing that fight. He has a hard belief that history is written by the victors, no matter if the victor is 'good' or 'evil'. If they win, they write the history. History is something he is passionate about, and always has been. He believes that the course of human history, if not heeded, will be doomed to repeat itself. Half of him enjoys the concept, thinking that humans deserve to be in an endless loop. The other half is...saddened by it. He tries to drown those sadnesses in alcohol when they begin to get too much for his mind.
Vince is, above all else though, a sore loser. Beating him at anything will result in him throwing an impressive fit, usually ending with pouting and self loathing. Just buy him a drink and lose the next game, and he'll be back to normal. He loves games and playing things. It's a hobby of his. Spending time with him usually means playing chess, mancala, or something of similar strategy. It keeps his mind sharp, and his eyes sharper on people he needs to watch out for. Perhaps he's too caution in that way. Perhaps it's just his way of seeing how strong people are compared to him. He never really tells people, but, insists they play nonetheless.
HISTORY
Give us your life story. Should be longer than your other sections.
Played By GLASS
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