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Vander Roca - 16 - Heterosexual

Personality: 

	It's most typical to see Vander with an intense frown plastered on his face whenever he's not engaged in conversation or focusing on some other activity. One could almost gather that he doesn't enjoy being alone with his own thoughts, and would much rather be kept busy by others -- rather, any form of social interaction appears to alleviate that grimace from his expression. However, it's still not common to see him with a smile even while talking to others. In the scope of school life, Vander is hardly a popular or well-known student. His grades have been kept average, he has never received any academic or extracurricular awards (not that he participated in any clubs or sports to begin with), and his favorite seat in any classroom lies in the back of the class, as far away from the teacher's desk as possible. He's not the sort of person who gleefully enjoys voicing his opinion on matters, though he definitely has his own views on certain topics. This habit of suppression comes from the utmost desire to stay out of trouble or land himself on someone's shit-list. From the constantly tensed shoulder muscles and furrowed brows, it can certainly be inferred that Vander is someone who is strangely on edge most of the time. 

History: To be divulged over time. 

Other: 
-Enjoys exploration, but certainly doesn't enjoy partaking in the activity by himself.  
-Vander has amassed hardly any adequate combat capabilities throughout the entirety of his life. Fleeing would seem to be his best bet for surviving most dangerous situations. Thankfully, over the past four years of training in the concrete jungle that is his district, he's become a fairly adept traceur. 
-Keeps a photograph of an elderly beagle lying on its side in a vast field of grass in his right pants pocket. 

"Frankie Knuckles was something else, I'm telling you."






Opallum 
Demon[Ifrit] - Sathanus - Wrath

Basic Information


| Name |
Opallum


| Date of Birth |
1936 - Unknown month and day


| Gender |
Male


| Sexuality |
Heterosexual


| Occupation |
Currently unemployed.


| In-Depth Appearance |
Opallum’s assumed form is that of an African male around 5’9” in height with a considerably athletic build and heavy stubble spanning from his sideburns and curving about his prominent chin in a clean, chinstrap fashion. In regards to heftiness, though, Opallum maintains a somewhat healthy body weight of 135 pounds. Age-wise, he looks to be in his early twenties. His posture when standing is upright and resolute, and he sports a fairly large, black afro which retains a relatively kempt and properly picked out fashion. When sauntering about the borough of Edgetoun, no matter the weather or day, his body is adorned in baggy khaki pants which is usually a size above his actual fitting, and held up by a gray fabric belt. A plain white tank top covers his torso, and two black, beaded necklaces hang around his neck. The only other type jewelry he has in possession are two gold, hooped earrings which he is always seen wearing. Often, the only type of shoes he's known to slip on are a light brown pair of moccasins or black ankle strap sandals. On most days, Opallum prefers to throw on a pair of overbearing and worn Versace sunglasses. Over time, one would notice that this is the same outfit that he wears almost every single day, save for special occasions, where he somehow manages to acquire appropriate attire for the occasion. Opallum is more on the muscular side, holding a comparatively lean fat to muscle mass ratio with notably pronounced shoulder blades.   

As for his true form (which isn’t all that impressive), there are few -- but noteworthy -- differences. Stubby tusks protrude from his upper jaw and outwards till it reaches the front of his upper lip, and the color of his eyes are altered -- black sidera, with pupils and irises a distinct carmine color, a distinct shift from the usual white sidera, umbrous pupil, and dark brown iris. This form has no real function other than to serve as a means of identification to prove that Opallum is an Other, or to intimidate, but only when he finds it absolutely necessary.


Who Am I?

| Personality |
♦ Erudite ♦ Heathen ♦ Free-spirited ♦ Curious ♦

More often than not, Opallum is spotted with a light frown which frequently signifies his usual state of boredom. Even though he's fairly young, all the experiences that he's endured and the individuals he's met have seemed to finally take its toll on him. It's likely that he was far too eager to face the intricacies and wonders of the world in his even more youthful stages of life, and now all those encounters over time -- sensual, combative, or dire -- have ultimately resulted in the exhaustion of his initial fervor. 

Opallum's djinn classification is a distinct green, denoting youthfulness and a particularly mischievous nature within the mystical djinn society. Although he might not always seem to fit this frame on the surface, he is, at heart, one who seeks to derive entertainment from those around him and eventful occurrences. This ifrit is one who commonly prefers to back out of petty or intense drama and instead observe from a safe distance so that he may gather whatever information he can on those involved in the verbal scuffle. In some instances (and if safe enough), Opallum might decide that it would be most beneficial for his own entertainment to instigate "healthy" amounts of strife between individuals. Opallum is a djinn who simply tries to enjoy life whenever, as the ember of excitement that once resided in his eyes is swiftly fading away.

On approach, Opallum is a generally affable fellow. A kind greeting would come to those who wished to speak with him, and he can hold a fairly decent conversation no matter the topic. At any point which he can interact with others tends to alleviate the burdensome wave of ennui that had previously struck, and thus his suffering is lifted for a time. However, if someone manages to bore him (which isn't quite difficult to do), he has no qualms with outright ignoring them and ambling off elsewhere -- one of the ruder gestures he's recently taken up. It is rare to ever see him become enraged or even slightly perturbed, but it is possible if enough effort is exerted in order to invoke that reaction. This ifrit's nature is especially pervasive throughout most of his relationships and he's prone to treating most people like this unless they've managed to somehow prove themselves to be rather entertaining characters to him, worthy of spending time with. At this point, one would be able to experience his slightly more open personality, where he's more willing to share secrets and even admit to some his own temperamental facets.


| Likes & Dislikes |
✔Spicy and savory foods
✔Humid or mild weather
✔Underground locations and decrepit, rundown city buildings
✔Large dogs (e.g., great danes, mastiffs, and St. Bernards)
✔Dark fruits
✔Wines and sweet liqueurs
✔Loose-fitting clothes
✔House music
✘Felines
✘Horror films
✘Witches
✘Tight or wooly clothing
✘Winter
✘Awkward situations (one thing he really cannot deal with, no matter how many times he's experienced them)
✘Country music


| History |
All that was needed to birth Opallum into the Earthen realm was a medium burst of fire not covering a span of even five square meters in the dank, murky underground of subterranean London’s tunnel system. At first, he was a humanoid being of pure flame, but within less than a minute of existence, the flames cooled, ash and dust from his surroundings began to coagulate about his form, bringing him skin, flesh, and other bodily necessities took their position and resulted in the body which he . The entire process was over in less than two minutes. When he was finally imbued with the concept of sentience, a name reverberated throughout the chambers of his mind: Opallum. The unfamiliar and booming voices were unrelenting in their verbal assailment, until the newborn ifrit had decided to utter the name. It was then that the voices halted. Allowing himself a moment to recuperate, the ifrit staggered back against the curved tunnel wall, very nude and confused. Looking about warily, Opallum murmured a query primarily directed towards himself.

“Now what?” 

Since his unexpected birth (and finally managing to escape the vast array of tunnels that obstructed him from reaching the surface), Opallum was able to amass enough knowledge from citizens on the street to gain a fundamental understanding that he should be clothed, first. Afterwards, the rest of his life was spent being a vagabond -- perpetually confused for the first fifty years of his life, Opallum had decided to take advantage of the lack of boundaries and overwatch kept on him and indulged in whatever curious wonders the world were offered. Over time, he picked up on rumors which detailed the existence of Others. Promptly, with an attraction akin to a magnet, Others eventually managed to bump into him throughout his life, and he was exposed to the world of Others. Ghosts, demons, faefolk, and other various types of creatures and eldritch entities were known to him. His endeavor to learn about the world came to a satisfied fruition after gathering enough information on both the psyche and inner workings of the humans and the Others. Still wondering the streets of England, he eventually came upon the seemingly friendly borough of Edgetoun. 

The idea to stick around for a while rather than move on struck his mind quite suddenly. Others have been spread out in England for quite some time, but now, here in Edgetoun, there was a proper gathering that could potentially usher in a period of peace with their interactions, or one of chaos with a new target being placed on them by humankind. Both outcomes pleased Opallum greatly, and so he decided to stay grounded for the moment, awaiting the introduction of any observable conflict or tranquility.


| Family |
Father - Nafran 
Mother - Mah'jan 

Relationship? Opallum is incredibly estranged from the both of them. After his manifestation into the human realm, his parents came to a mutual decision that they should abandon him and return to enjoying their existence within the ethereal realm of the djinn. Given the exclusivity of these two elder ifrits, not much is known about their nature, personality, or influence.


| Strengths |
Knowledgeable
Tolerant (relatively)
Creative


| Weaknesses |
Any form of magic that doesn't directly involve fire
A fear of magic using creatures
A tad bit too lethargic at times, despite his nature, and thus prone to zoning out constantly
Takes the path of least resistance. Definitely not a fighter, whatsoever

The Other

| Theme Song |
Miso Shiru - Gush
"Yo . . . 
I read some shit about how,
Someday the universe will expand to a point where it won't be able to exist."


| House Number |
Homeless.


| Extra Information |
Novice Fire Evocation Fire evocation is the practice of evoking fire in different shapes and forms from using the infernal energies imbued within an ifrit's body. Due to Opallum's origins as an entity of fire, however, the skill should come naturally . . . Unfortunately, with a lack of training and inexperience with his own physiology, the most he can do is light a cigar with a brief spurt of flame.

Flying: The ability to hover and weave through the air with ease is by far one of the more useful abilities Opallum has. While he might not be able to soar up to the clouds and travel through the skies at Superman-level speeds, flight has gotten Opallum out of tense and dangerous situations a multitude of times. Due to his level of skill, though, he may only stay afloat for a maximum of fifteen minutes.

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