Character's real name: Dorian King
Codename: Oppressor
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown
Nationality/Ethnicity: English
Birthplace: Assumed English due to his accent, but an exact location is unknown.
Personality: Oppressor is a dominating, ruthless, highly intelligent mutant, who will stop at nothing to get what he wants.
Notes: Enjoys playing mind games with people. His ambition often clouds his judgment.
Side (good, bad, or neutral): Bad. Having said that, he is an enemy of anyone he holds a grudge against, no matter what side they take.
Everyday clothing: Variable depending on who he 'posseses'. But as Dorian, he wears a maroon suit, with matching waistcoat with a maroon tie or white cravat.
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Uniform: None
Pajamas: As mentioned before, silk, with a colour preference of maroon or violet.
Hair color and style: Long, straight white hair. Longer than shoulder length, but doesn’t go past his pecks.
Eye color: Dorian King was born with crystal blue eyes, but since becoming the Oppressor, his eyes (when not using his power) are a hollow, gray color. When angry, his eye colour ranges from a light pink colour to a dark purple colour, light pink being furstrated, dark purple being uncontrollable rage. Smoke of the same colour as his eyes may appear on occasion.
Height: 6’2”
Build: Muscular, but not overly so.
Scars: None
Tattoos: A large crown across his upper back with a banner underneath on which is written: “Lu Sangu Lava Lu Sangu”. And on his left peck in small, cursive writing: “Ecclesiastes 9:1-10”
Piercings: None
Description of ability(ies): Oppressor’s main ability is that of possession, ie he can inhabit the body of another living creature, and have full control of their movements and mutant powers, though doesn’t have access to memories, etc. Dorian also has the power of sense degradation, which enables him to remove any combination of a living creature’s senses, ie sight, sound, mobility, etc (be it a single person or a small group). Dorian can also restore what he has taken away. He can also silently communicate with anyone as well as being able to heal cosmetic injuries, ie cuts, scars bruises, but not serious injuries: burns, broken bones, etc. Can hop from body to body while he has possessed someone without needing to return to his original form. Due to his ‘soulless’ nature, he doesn’t appear to age, though by no means is he immortal.
Cons (weaknesses) of ability(ies): Oppressor’s abilities are diminished when his physical condition is weakened. Also, there is always a telltale sign when Oppressor has possessed someone by their eyes; they are they same hollow gray as his own. Also, Dorian can’t remove all of a creature’s senses at once.
Fighting style (if any): Fights dirty; uses stealth to his advantage. And uses a possessed victim’s skills to his advantage.
History of your character: Dorian King was born into an affluent family, this is obvious by his speech and by the way he carries himself. However, it is not know exactly when. He has no known family, and cannot be found in any records of the King family, suggesting either ‘Dorian King’ is a fake name, or that he was born before proper records were collected. He is wise beyond his years, and seems to have learnt many things from his life experiences. Obviously there is no direct record of how Dorian came to receive his power, however, several centuries ago, there was an unusually high number of people allegedly being possessed by a demon, most of which turned out normal after a period of time..
Sample RP: Dorian calmly walked right up to the front gates of Darkwood Maximum Security Prison. As he approached, a guard armed with an advanced rifle of some kind became aware of his presence.
“Halt. State your business” barked the guard.
“I’m here to visit a friend” replied Dorian in an icy whisper.
“I’m sorry, sir,” the guard said in a sarcastic tone, “but visiting hours are over.”
A sly grin came over Dorian’s face. “Oh, I’m sure that won’t be a problem… sir.”
The guard knew something was wrong, and as he raised his weapon. Dorian’s glare widened, and suddenly the guard dropped his rifle and stared back at Dorian with a vacant look. And much like dust in a wind, Dorian vanished into thin air. After a pause, the guard regained an expression on his face, and bent down to pick up his rifle. Looking up at the maximum-security facility, the guard broke into an evil grin.
“I didn’t think it would be.” The guard whispered, seemingly to himself. Slinging his rifle over his shoulder, Dorian in his new form once again took up his clam pace towards the gates, whistling a somewhat morbid tune.
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