ScreenAcne
medalliah
Zephyrus
Silly
Charley
wintersoldier
Lime
Captain Amiyama
Kaithe Dame
BearlyAllThere
"Black cats are bad luck, don't you know?"
 _______________________________________________ Erik Setrakian He/Him | 27 | Eurasian | 6'0 | 175LBs. _______________________________________________ Hurt. _______________________________________________ Skills & Talents ___________________________________ [Investigator] ⫻ Skilled with an eye for detail and leaving no rock unturned, Erik has excelled as an investigator. Having the grit, gusto and courage to look where others would turn a blind out. [Brusier] ⫻ Quick on his feet and heavy with his hands, Erik is a bruiser and one who doesn't pull his punches. [Lexicon of the Occult] ⫻ Erik has a collected knowledge of first-hand accounts, books, and other secrets about the 'occult' real or not he investigates the paranormal. Vampires, Ghosts, Zombies, if it exists Erik has heard of it. | Appearance ▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔ "It's all about style, style kills and if you dress right nobody can oppose you." Erik stands at an easy six foot even, dressed in the latest clothing for any occasion it can make a statement in the room with his attire. It can bleak, stark blood red or full of grit, despair and hopelessness. Often seen sporting a signature leather jacket despite the climate along with jeans and black boots, Erik has his hair parted or gelled in a comb over fade. His face is denoted with tattoos of the time he spent with an Asian State Prison gang. Erik is of an athletic build and carries himself with an air of authority, he looks like a killer but some might get the vibes of a poet or someone in search of their past. Hurt, distraught, and untrusting all good traits of a paranormal investigator. |
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
"It all started with a girl named Eleanor Black."
MAIN GOAL ⫻ Clear his name, Eleanor is the reason he did a five year stretch in state prison. Find Eleanor Black, and she will clear his name surely.
PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Death is not the end, there are things in this world that are unexplained. We live in the grace of gods, demons and giants. Insects on a mortal plane, everything below us is sleepimg. Do we awaken the sleeper or live above the ancients in bliss?
SECRETS ⫻ Erik is a convicted violent felon with a bad past and a distaste for law enforcement, all these issues are omitted when searching up this Private Detective.
SEXUALITY ⫻ Heterosexual
FEARS ⫻ Fear of failing, or going back to jail. Never clearing his name.
WHO IS ELEANOR BLACK TO YOU? ⫻ Eleanor was Erik's boyfriend. E&E, because of her Erik ended up in jail for her.
FLAWS ⫻ Erik is a hot head, and a big mouth sometimes he can get himself into trouble without thinking. He is head strong, often acting on feelings rather than fact.
PHILOSOPHY ⫻ Death is not the end, there are things in this world that are unexplained. We live in the grace of gods, demons and giants. Insects on a mortal plane, everything below us is sleepimg. Do we awaken the sleeper or live above the ancients in bliss?
SECRETS ⫻ Erik is a convicted violent felon with a bad past and a distaste for law enforcement, all these issues are omitted when searching up this Private Detective.
SEXUALITY ⫻ Heterosexual
FEARS ⫻ Fear of failing, or going back to jail. Never clearing his name.
WHO IS ELEANOR BLACK TO YOU? ⫻ Eleanor was Erik's boyfriend. E&E, because of her Erik ended up in jail for her.
FLAWS ⫻ Erik is a hot head, and a big mouth sometimes he can get himself into trouble without thinking. He is head strong, often acting on feelings rather than fact.
Backstory
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
"I was just trying to get out of East LA, make a name for myself..."
Growing up in East LA, everyone was just trying to get out. Not everyone was fortunate to make it out the streets and those who did often ended up in Twin Towers Correctional Facility or in a shallow. Erik ended up working the streets at a young age, running with various groups and outfits to make a quick buck. Almost failing high school, Erik's life was changed forever when he ran into Eleanor Black. She was smart, somewhat of a nerdy yet she took an interest in Erik. Somewhat of a tough guy, a shot caller of sorts she saw potential in someone who saw nothing in themself. They kicked it off, soon becoming good friends before they began dating in Senior year. It was Eleanor who helped him back off from that lifestyle for better or for worse.
They both started university together, UCLA he went for an undetermined major and Erik couldn't remember what she was taking truth be told. She was there, always together, the pair were always happy. Eventually, all good things come to an end, the light turns to dark or things just turn sour. It was at the end of their second year when Eleanor had Erik take her to a warehouse within the ports. It was a strange date, but she had framed it as important. A discovery of a lifetime, there was an artifact one worth taking and making a pretty penny for. While crime was generally off for the books Erik agreed, as long as no one got hurt. The night was a blur, one thing led to another and Erik was in the port authorities' custody for a break 'n enter amongst some other felonies.
Everyone laughed when he brought up Eleanor Black, no one knew who he was talking about. Nothing showed up on the CCTV besides Erik breaking into the warehouse, a security guard was injured and some cargo was missing. The case against him was serious, a flimsy public defender got him a decent plea deal of 5 years considering the circumstances. Sitting up in TTCF, others knew who were Eleanor Black was but in their own ways. Was she some kind of supernatural con woman? Doing his time, Erik fell back into his ways and cliqued up with one of the prison gangs to stay relevant and safe.
Upon getting out he left California, starting up the business of paranormal investigation Erik was never one to leave without answers. The incident with Black had him curious, and he wasn't going to leave empty-handed. Despite being a gruff, felonious investigator he got some work here and there. Though it always felt like it came back to her, one night while on the web scrubbing for evidence of a vampire cult he came across the post. Quintin, Louisina would this be where he would get his closure? Or was it just another closed door.
They both started university together, UCLA he went for an undetermined major and Erik couldn't remember what she was taking truth be told. She was there, always together, the pair were always happy. Eventually, all good things come to an end, the light turns to dark or things just turn sour. It was at the end of their second year when Eleanor had Erik take her to a warehouse within the ports. It was a strange date, but she had framed it as important. A discovery of a lifetime, there was an artifact one worth taking and making a pretty penny for. While crime was generally off for the books Erik agreed, as long as no one got hurt. The night was a blur, one thing led to another and Erik was in the port authorities' custody for a break 'n enter amongst some other felonies.
Everyone laughed when he brought up Eleanor Black, no one knew who he was talking about. Nothing showed up on the CCTV besides Erik breaking into the warehouse, a security guard was injured and some cargo was missing. The case against him was serious, a flimsy public defender got him a decent plea deal of 5 years considering the circumstances. Sitting up in TTCF, others knew who were Eleanor Black was but in their own ways. Was she some kind of supernatural con woman? Doing his time, Erik fell back into his ways and cliqued up with one of the prison gangs to stay relevant and safe.
Upon getting out he left California, starting up the business of paranormal investigation Erik was never one to leave without answers. The incident with Black had him curious, and he wasn't going to leave empty-handed. Despite being a gruff, felonious investigator he got some work here and there. Though it always felt like it came back to her, one night while on the web scrubbing for evidence of a vampire cult he came across the post. Quintin, Louisina would this be where he would get his closure? Or was it just another closed door.
Paranormal-Abilities
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
"Woah."
Blind.
Other
▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔▔
"I'm always looking over my back."
Outstanding traffic warrant in California.