◊ Often shortened to just Zae with those that he is familiar with. ◊ He is often referred to as simply the doctor by some and most use titles such as sir or lord while speaking to him.
He is seen as a very well mannered illustrious but mysterious gentleman to the public, often the subject of rumors. Zae is a very isolated and soft spoken at first glance, though once one gets to know him, he seems to be a very perplexing individual. He has a very crude sense of humor as well as bitter sarcasm played oftenly that can easily come off as a hurtful or offensive to others around him. He also seems a bit arrogant with a slight case of a superiority complexed and can get very agitated when not spoken to formerly or treated with respect. He can be quite intelligible at times though this doesn't stop him from occasionally getting into fights and violent outbursts with others when taunted.Though what most people don't recognize is that he has psychopathic behavior sealed away from the eye of the public and can appear like a completely different person. He often has sudden cannibalistic urges that can be triggered by just about anything and become rather abusive and terrifying. Though once one of these sort of events have broken out, he refuses to acknowledge it as a bad thing most of the time and sometimes will even go in denial of it happening or play it off as completely normal. Most of his emotions and kindnesses displayed towards strangers are nothing but a facade as Zae seems to lack any sort of sympathy or empathy for other creatures or beings. Ironically though, he seems to be disgusted with murderers and criminals, even though he has done several of the same misdeeds without drawing attention. He suffers from pyromania and is also a masochist.
◊ Devi (Preferred Name)◊ Ma'al (Occassionally called this, normally only in more professional enviorments)◊ Raccoon (A sort of nickname given to him due to him using excessive amounts of eye liner.)◊ Often known to others as a trickster and devil
Described as an eccentric young teen, with a cold hearted additude, and a lot of questionable motives, Taka is definitely someone you don't want to piss off. He has connections, and like many of the upperclassman in today's society, doesn't like getting his hands dirty. He is aggressive, but only passively. His servants are all deathly afraid of him, for reasons that they keep classified by his own order. Remember how I mentioned that he was eccentric just a few lines up? Yes, he is exceptionally eccentric. Almost overwhelmingly so in fact. Taka is often found sleeping in closets, full bathtubs, driers, dressers, and just about anywhere that is large enough for him to fit into. He is strange yes, but also, has a secret talent for art. His photographic memory of course, allows him to be such an excellent artist. A hidden talent, yet Taka is completely fine with it remaining this way. Surprisingly, even with Taka being emotionless, he is an exceptional businessman, and does many of the business duties of the family, as his mother and father aren't particularly talented in that area of expertise.Taka is a very sentimental person, and notes everything that anyone ever says to him. He enjoys the simple things of life, and those simple things seem to bring him the most joy as well. His art style is that of elegance, grace and beauty, as it is those things that he cannot achieve himself, or at least, he doesn't believe he can. He strives to become the son his mother and father want him to be, but after years of social neglect, Taka finds it difficult to express the stronger emotions that they wish to provoke from him. And it only saddens him more when he see's the dissapointment in their eyes, upon attempting to make him happy. He tends to be melodramatic as well, and deep inside, everything ever said to him, it hurts. Everything malevolent, it comes back to haunt his mind. And his self conscious cripples more and more everyday. He uses art and music as a sort of.. escape from reality. Something that is common among boys his age. He wont ever admit this though. He finds it difficult admitting anything really, he's kind of super stubborn.
Besides sleeping in questionable places, Taka also has a habit of being extremely possessive over certain things he loves. Be it breakfast serial, or his favorite pillow, he will go ballistic if anyone attempts to take the things he cares about. By ballistic, I mean passively ballistic. Meaning that anyone who attempts to provoke him will most likely regret it for the remainder of their lives.
None in particular. Though, he does have a very strong fear of fire. One so strong, that he can't even cook for himself.
Taka lived a very lavish childhood, and was spoiled with the most expensive of gifts. He was never a brat, and actually expressed genuine emotions for several years. Up until he turned six that is. That is when his younger brother, Tadashi, was born. From the time that Tadashi was taken from the delivery room, to this very day, he was treated like a patron saint. Every day, Taka's mother and father would baby him and love him. This frustrated Taka at first yes, but Taka soon came to terms with being alone, as he actually enjoyed the quiet. The tranquility calmed his nerves. And he learned that being alone, meant not being vulnerable. And if he had learned anything, it was that being vulnerable wasn't something to be proud of. And so he spent his days in the manor's gardens. And soon came to love nature and all it had to offer. Furthermore, he became interested in art and music as well, and he eventually taught himself to play, as his father never had the time to. His art skills sharpened quickly, as it was a natural talent of his. Even so, he still failed to impress his parents, and even today, still fails to do so. In his eyes, the world is one large game, that he doesn't ever have the hope of winning.
Aquarians are the people who are born between January 20th and February 18th. In the zodiac chart it is often symbolized by a water bearer or a water pitcher. Members born under the sign are extremely vulnerable and sensitive. You may find them being surrounded by many but in reality they rarely have close friends and acquaintances. The universality of their sign makes them public people. They are often associated with many clubs, organizations and forums and like intellectual discussions.Aquarians are good communicators as long as you stay within their mental realm. They enjoy the company of like minded people. Aquarians tend to attach great importance to their friends and love to stay surrounded by them.
◊ No real nick names since he has to have his name butchered in any way. Will sometimes allow others to address him of his last name of Korosu of a similar variant.
◊ Red Eyed Reaper
◊ The Devil's Insanity
◊ Often labelled as demonic, psychotic, mad and derranged by others who know how he is.
◊ Lament for a Toy Factory - Dr. Steel
◊ Bad Blood - Creature Feature
◊ Most that know of him have the impression that he is a complete lunatic that has been in and out of prisons and asylums, said to have easily escaped him when he got bored of the facilities. While he not prone to showing his face in public, many blame any sort of tragedies, natural disasters or deaths on him, labelling him as a curse or a manifestation of the devil himself.
◊ May be requested.
◊ Real parents are unknown. The assumed mother was found dead beside him. Every set of foster parents he had ended up all becoming deceased.
◊ Ability Mimicry: Can absorb the attacks of others and manifest them as his own as a stronger varient. Certain powers do severely hurt the user when copied and powers are never permanent, normally disappearing after a good 10 minutes after being collected from the opponent.
◊ Shinigami Abilities: Feeds off the collected souls of the living and acts as a bendable aura that varies user to user. The more souls collected, the more powerful the attacks may be. Normally the souls must be stored in a vessel and if the vessel is broken, this ability because nullified. Vessels are extremely hard to break though. (In his case, it would be his sunglasses).
◊ Minor Teleportation: Recharge rate is once per hour and has limited range.
◊ His hair is a dusky blonde and appears quite messy. Its length barely reaches down his neck and his bangs often hang in front of his eyes. The ends of his hair transition into a dark crimson tone.
◊ He has lucid crimson eyes that are pupiless and appear quite feral. Though he normally wears a set of dark sunglasses to cover his eyes from others.
◊ Surprisingly, he tends to wear formal attire consisting of a black suit with a popped collar, tie, black slacks, leather gloves and boots. His jacket is normally unbuttoned on the top so its a bit looser on him. If in public, he will tend to wear more casual wear of black jeans, spiked boots and a long dark green jacket under a long sleeve undershirt of some sort. His jacket heavily resembles a broken straight jacket though seems to be somehow able to fashion itself to actually act like one at times. Several small daggers and syringes are hidden within the confines of his coat in case needed. He also has a long chain strapped around his waist quite a few times and loosely looped around his belts. On one of the loose ends, there seems to be the decaying remains of half of a canine skull. The significance of this item is unknown. Though the most prominent and common article he has with him would be a dark pair of sunglasses normally to cover his eyes. Why he likes wearing them is really unknown, though he seems so attached to them that they were made his shinigami vessel
◊ He has a fairly smooth and pale complexion from what is visible with a few clusters of freckles. Across his body are various stitched up scars, manly around his arms and legs. Though all but one around his neck are covered up by clothing.
◊ Shinigami form: A disgusting mutant like hybrid that was originally that of one of his old apprentice's experiments. The creature is a dark crimson, biped creature that heavily resembles that of a fox and rat. It appears about 9 feet tall when standing straight on its hind legs, five feet when acting as a quadriped. The creature itself is of chimeric composition, most of the features on it having been limbs from dead animals, creatures, monsters and even humans. It is said almost a total of 50 creatures went into 'perfecting' the creature Its fur looks rather greasy and gnarled with countless scars and stitches riddled all up its body. One half of its face is completely burned off, leaving exposed burnt bone and torn bloody muscle around the barren dripping eye socket. It retains its long fox like ears and has the hood of a cobra around its neck as well as a sharp forked serpentine tongue. Each of its limbs are composed from different beings, his forearm set being a hybrid of a human skeleton and wolfs paw with large tusks replacing the claws, and a large bear paw with reptilian forearm. The legs he stands on are composed of raw bones, a hoofed foot and avian one on the adjacent side. Its tail is long, compiled nearly completely of bones with a long fin and stinger at the end of it. Several scales, feathers and bones can be found on other parts of his body. Its only weak point seems to be its chest area where its reinforced metal decaying ribs are exposed. Though the complete inside of the creature seems to be made of clockwork components and having gasoline and oil in the place of actual blood.
㊚ Often described as a complete madman with unknown intentions. He is known for being a cruel, blood loving psychopath with creating 'art' in his twisted envision of perfection. Most see him as a completely emotionless pardoning rage and amusement now and then, though his psychosis runs far deeper than most can see. Mordred has a very twisted set of morals that do involve him mutilating others to create his fantasy of perfection, though come from a hidden but strong sense of paranoia. It is hard to tell, but he has a strong appreciation for life and only wishes to contribute to it, but is discouraged when his endeavors are seen only as grotesque monsters and him an inhumane sprit for tampering with lives. Though this still doesnt fully excuse him since he still loves the feeling of killing things with his bare hands.Despite his violent nature, he can in fact be nice in some aspects. But due to his bipolarity, this can last from a few hours to a few seconds. His volatile nature is hard to get a grasp around, but not impossible to understand since most of it is triggered by something. Most are terrified even to approach him, leading him to commonly be bored since he finds amusement in intimidating others and acting rather harshly. The few that do stand up to him he has a soft spoken adoration for, but that doesn't prevent him from hurting them. He does seem to end up hurting them less frequently then innocent passerbys. His most frequent targets though are weak and cowardly, not because of the easiness to intimidate them, but out of pure spite. Mordred absolutely disdains those who refuse to stick up for themselves and those people are the type he ends up killing most often.If for some reason he does end up loving someone, whether it be a romantic partner or a simple friend, he tends to act much more laid back and careless. The man is rather fond of excessive drinking when not busy and can become a klutz or nutcase in the sense of just acting odd. But one
◊ Extreme Masochism
◊ Thought to have post traumatic stress disorder from something never documented in his past.
◊ Possible Abandonment Issues
◊ Nearly Fearless
◊ Confident and quite strong
◊ Very protective and territorial
◊ Can be surprisngly calm and laid back
◊ Somewhat Arrogant
◊ Extremely possessive and paranoid
◊ Unpredictability with attitude and behavior
◊ Obsessed with inhumane practices and violence
◊ No sense of mortality, lack of any empathy or sympathy
◊ Hunting and Poaching
◊ Ominous atmospheres
◊ Despised or savage creatures
◊ Blood and gore
◊ Living experimentation
◊ Mutilation and Abuse
◊ Alcohol (Extremely so)
◊ Scaring others
◊ Feeling any sort of physical pain
◊ Stubborn and persistent people
◊ Arrogance and cockiness (Finds it amusing to him)
◊ Passive people
◊ Suck Ups
◊ Being outmatched in any ways (more so of an irritation than hate.)
◊ Being bored
◊ Being confinued somewhere without any 'entertainment'
◊ Those who preach about love and friendship (Cough cough lucy xD)
◊ Being sober
◊ Someone breaking or even touching his glasses (its not pretty for the other person)
◊ Being out in public
◊ Emotionless people
◊ Obnoxious yelling or screaming
◊ Seeing others with family or friends (Not really jealousy. It just pisses him off.)
◊ Angels, demons, werewolves and shapeshifters
㊚ There is no definitie origin or even confirmed blood relations. Most believe that he appear somewhere along the lines of thin air since he has no previous traceable history or parents from before when he was found. The first encounter anyone has recorded having with him was finding him at an early age by the side of a young woman that seemed to be completely mutilated by an unknown murderer, laying half awake in her exposed entrails. Investegators of the crime had speculated it to be his mother, although the two didnt look in the least similar. What was even more peculiar was the child seemed completely emotionless from the scene, compared to a normal child who would be absolutely terrified of such graphic horror. After having mordred in the police's care for a few days, he was transferred to a foster family that would attempt to take care of his diagnosed special needs and disorders believed to hae been acquired from the even.Even in the house, he was extremely quiet and distant from his replacement parents, possibly occassionally speaking to there child which was around the same age once in a while. Other than that, he was completely mute and emotionless, left a complete mystery. Nothing ever seemed to peek his interest, except when he was brought along with his father on hunting tricks. Unlike most, he seemed to be completely fascinated with the concept of death and seemed enthusiastic about helping him hunt, skin animals and make taxidermies. While it seemed to the normal viewer that he enjoyed helping his father, at the same time some sort of odd mentality began stirring within him. Any chance he got to see an animal, he wouldnt hesitate in trying to kill it and bring it back home, as if some proud trophy. One in particular of a stray cat that he felt proud of taking down by himself was normally displayed in his room in a rather disturbing away, no matter how many times his parents had tried to discard of the disgusting carcass. On several occassions, his foster parents commonly took him to doctors and such to try and figure out why he acted as such, but there was never an answer. Even more so oddly, whenever the child was left with someone in private to get help, the one speaking to him would almost either immediately kick him out or appear to be completely terrified of him.As he started to age, the habits and violent tendencies only seemed to grow worse and worse. There were commonly reports of him biting off the fingers of other class mates, stabbing or trying to suffocate teachers when asked to do something and even knocked principles out clean when confronted, causing him to often move schools. Many began to become wary of this, labelling the child as being possessed by a demon and others would either hide from him or try starting fights with him, which never ended well on the recieving end. The family also got a ill reputation because of the child, and they themselves seemed to be to a breaking point.When confronted by his father, he didn't speak a word out of the man, seeming to had some sort of lingering spite towards him. Irritated by his silence, his father had smacked him across the face, leaving a red mark across his face. The 11 year old had turned to him, rather bewildered and held the spot on his cheek, beginning to cry. Baffled at the reaction, the man had gone over to comfort him and apologize, completely unaware of the crazed smiled on mordred's face. While his father was embracing him, he had reached up and bitten into his shoulder, sliding his teeth through his flesh before being dropped to the floor. The man was struggling, and mordred had reached in his pocket, pulling out a match emotionly, lighting it and flicking it, watching the room suddenly burst into flames around him. His eyes had lit up observing the sight of him and his room being consumed by flames and for once, seemed to display a small sign of happiness at the gruesome scene.Mordred had looked over, watching as his mother screamed and ran to try and help the man, but it seemed too late. The woman then turned to him, trying to pull him out of the way of the fire, though he refused to move from the spot. In her stubbornness, she had been crushed by burning rubble and burnt support beams to the house, the child watching with the same sickly blank expression. He himself was soon crushed by the burning rubble, as were the remaining residents that didn't escape. Though he had somehow lived through the event hardly scathed.It seemed like the same scenario as he had first been found in. Deceased love ones all around him but with him seeming perfectly content, almost satisfied with the destruction that had occured. Though unlike last time, most of the townsfolk had blamed him for the tragedy and it was set for him to be imprisoned due to his home's general consensus of his malevolence. But of course, Mordred had refused to comply and at that moment had completely snapped. In the process, he had impressively taken out a third of the population there before being detained and sent to prison. Not too soon after though, he was deemed too dangerous to even be there and was sceduled to be escorted to a much stronger imprisonment facility. Though in the process, he had escaped and fled to an unknown location in solitude.Several years had passed before he was seen by a single living person again. In that time, he had taken residence in an abandoned cabin where he slowly manifested and became much more volatile and derranged. Any one he would end up meeting would soon come to meet a fate of becoming part of his artwork, as he referred to it to. Though the one time he decided to venture into the nearest town for more subjects, he had met a woman a bit older than himself that could surprisingly see right through him. But instead of confronting him about it, she had decided to play along to see where it would all lead. As Mordred would with all his victims, he had led her to his remote home that looked rather nice at first, unless one ventured downstairs. The moment he had planned to knock her unconscious, she had gotten to him first, pinning him to the ground easily, seemingly only to mess with him. The young man felt a mix of emotions all at once, as he seemed infuriated that someone had stepped over his control but also, intrigued and infatuated with the thought of actual competition of someone who wasn't afraid of him.It hardly too long for the two to surprisingly start bonding more and more, and even go on to have a child together. The man had began to develop actual emotions and started seeming more human. This was until, he began to feel severe waves of paranoia. He seemed to have a strong affection for there child and got quite angered or depressed if at any time the kid was taken away from him, even if it was by his own mother. His extreme overprotectiveness and possessiveness led him to commonly have the child locked up by his side or forcing the kid to be involved with his work. The kid was also used as part of the experiments quite frequently, though this was only because he wanted his heir of course to be flawless. But in the process, he has unintentionally exposed the kid to sickness and an unknown chronic illness that slowly spurred the decay of his respiratory system. Once he found out about it, he was determined to fix it in his own twisted way, ripping him open and replacing his failing
A reserved young mind, Matt often holds a cold, and somewhat harsh disposition, giving off the impression that he couldn't hardly care about anything that goes on around him. Which in truth, isn't the close to a lie. As Matt finds it difficult to care about most things, finding the majority of problems to be, to pitiful to care about. He disregards basic human emotions, in favor of casing himself away from reality, meaning that his perspective is very dream like, and he goes about his days with the sub conscious facade of genuine content. When really, he's unhappy. Whether it be a lack of social contact, or just a lack in a clean conscious, he's depressed. And by hiding his emotions away, and burying them, he's only causing more harm to himself. He's an excellent hacker, and uses entertainment, such as video games and hacking, as a source of distraction from the truth. He'll avoid talking about his long history of depression, as well as a large amount of other disorders. His professors, tend to describe him as eccentric. Which seems to run in the family, as he is closely related to another eccentric ginger as well. Matt is a little evil, as he will go to the most extreme odds to get what he wants, and doesn't mind completely obliterating anyone who gets in his way, even if they're children. Puppies are a no however, you touch a puppy, he will thoroughly decapitate you. He is seen as someone who simply gives no shits at all, and does his job purely for the excitement, but also for the money. One thing that is rather strange, is that if his goggles are taken from him, it is almost certain that he will react badly. Half of the time, he'll either yell, or he'll simply kill. His goggles are his most precious possession, and while he owns multiple versions, he seems to be very wary about showing people his eyes. This is because one of them is a bright green, with the shape of a keyhole as his pupil.
Matt can be rather odd from time to time, sleeping in strange places, calling people strange names, and just overall being somewhat of an odd ball. He tends to be at his worst at night though, as he will often stalk his servants and log what they do during the late hours. His servants report being very, very weirded out by his behavior, some have even quit specifically because of this.
Insomnia, ADHD, and slight OCD, causes Matt to be someone who is both highly observant, but also rather paranoid. Paranoia has always been quite the problem for him, so much, that atop the arsenal of weapons he hides in his boots, his hood, his pockets, and even his underwear, he hides a gun under his pillow for extra protection. On top of all of that, he has had a terrible history of chronic night terrors, and often wakes screaming, whenever he does actually manage to get to sleep that is.
Technically, Matt wasn't necessarily "born". The better word in substitute for born, would be, created. As Matt didn't have a mother, and was born within an artificial womb. He biologically has no parents, and was developed purely for the purpose of becoming a trained killer. He was skilled at this obviously, without family, he had no weakness, without weakness, he had nothing holding him back. However, Matt was created under illegal circumstances. Under a project that was never approved. He wasn't supposed to exist. He wasn't even supposed to be a thought in anyone's mind. And so soon afterwards, the lab was raided by an opposing government during an unnamed war. Matt hadn't the slightest idea of what was going on. He didn't ever know where he was. What the world was. Who he was. Which is why the details of his childhood remain so very void of information. Matt describes these caretakers as sounding German, but the people invading, sounding Russian. He could never quite wrap his head around what exactly happened, but all he knew is that he was soon taken to America, and he continued training there. He received his number there. A number that he would be recognized by for the remainder of his childhood. And that number was 625. His childhood consisted of complete harsh training. Day after day of fist fighting, boxing, martial arts, hiking, climbing, throwing knives, shooting guns, but possibly his favorite activity, hacking. He loved the codes, and how he could so freely manipulate those codes with no trouble at all. His interest grew to more than just a simple hobby, and actually got him noticed, and so he was labeled an actual asset to the government, and was allowed to live a normal life, now that he was thirteen. However, after countless time within a cell, only being let out for training, his social skills were far below average, and his advances towards developing healthy friendships often failed miserably. And for a long time, he was left to his own devices, having a rather large plethora of bullies, who would persist on calling him terrible things, and humiliating him. Though, he never actually cared, as he found it difficult to show any emotion really. Once he hit highschool, Matt began to crack the shell around him, and picked up on his bully's mannerisms, becoming much more sarcastic, as well as witty and dry humored. Whil still containing the monotone voice he used to talk with at all times. Matt for one, was happy about these developments, as people had begun accepting him more often. This was not the same with the authority over him, as they found it strange, and took him back to the lab, where they tested on him a lot more than before. There idea, was to create a super human. And in a sense, they did succeed, even though it led to their downfall. Matt escaped easily, but the numbers imprinted on his neck was actually a microchip, and it forced him to follow their orders. So from then on, Matt was a contract killer, free to live his life, but always under the command and authority of the government officials.
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