Post by Dante on Jun 26, 2008 7:28:33 GMT -5
NameDante Redgrave
AgeDante is thought to be young at first glance but he is much older. He quite counting after ninety.
RaceHalf-human, Half Demonic Prince
Gender Male
Physical Appearance
Dante is known for his flashy outfits, most often consisting of a wicked red and black leather ensemble. Red trenchcoat, black and red vest, red leather pants and black gloves and boots. Despite his youthful appearance, Dante’s hair is completely white, “platinum”. His skin is weathered and rugged from years of night hunting, but his crooked grin and trademarked smirk still appears often. Blue eyes, razor sharp as any dagger, blaze brightly with dangerous intelligence. Dante stands 6’4” and commands either instant respect from his fellows or instant hatred from his enemies.
Personality
Arrogant badass. And he knows it. Dante excels at his job, which elevates his considerable ego to dynamic proportions. He is snarky and sarcastic most of the time, with a cutting cynical sense of black humor. Yet all the brusque is camouflage for the human soul that burns within. Despite his apparent prickliness, Dante grieves deeply for humanity as a whole, and has a rigid sense of honor few can match. He lives by his own moral code and has little patience for the lessers of any species; the whiners, the snivelers, the cheats. For all his complexities, Dante is a difficult man to squash into a small nutshell.
WeaponsThere are many.
Rebellion - This sword has the same name as the one in 3 but is a different weapon. It's just a basic oversized broadsword. This blade was left to Dante by his father.
Ebony & Ivory - A twin set of .45's that are imbued with magic power.
Shotgun - A regular shotgun. Dante can use this one handed.
Cerberus - Tri-handled nun-chucks with a property of ice. The presence of the three headed demon dog Cerberus resides inside the weapon.
Agni & Rudra - Twin swords, one with the fire property and the other with wind, that can be out together at the hilts to form a dual sided sword. The souls of demons of the same name as the weapons reside in the swords.
Beowulf - Gauntlets and leg guards with the property of light. The soul of the demon beast Beowulf is housed in them.
Nevan - An extremely unique weapon, it carries the form of a combined guitar and scythe with the property of lightning. It can be used to attack at both short and long range. The presence of the succubus Nevan is carried within the weapon.
Abilities
Being a hunter, Dante is skilled in all forms of combat, as well as being a superior marksman and swordmaster. He is very athletic and acrobatic, capable of impressive displays of agility and speed. In addition to this, he also harnesses the power of the demonic realm, being able to shift forms into that of a winged devil prince. This influx of power grants him the ability of flight, enormous feats of strength and energy, although it comes with a price. Dante’s human blood is weakened every time he shifts to this form, and it drains him for a time until he can recover. The transformation is very painful and is usually reserved for especially desperate situations.
History
Dante is a mercenary who specializes in paranormal cases, preferring those that call for demon slaying. Dante's arsenal usually consists of firearms and melee weapons, including "Ebony and Ivory", twin handguns that never have to be reloaded, as well as a variety of swords. The guns are hand-made with "For Tony Redgrave, By.45 Art Warks" written on them.
He has supernatural powers, as a result of his half-demon heritage. This gives him the ability to enter a temporary transformation called "devil trigger". In this state, Dante possesses more speed, steady health regeneration, and further abilities with his equipped melee weapon. Dante is one of the twin sons of Sparda, a demonic knight who chose to side with humanity and drive back an invasion of the human world by demons 2000 years ago.
After Sparda's death, Dante and his brother Vergil were raised by their human mother, Eva. When Dante and Vergil were still children, the family was attacked by demons, resulting in Eva's death. This event lead to Dante's commitment to hunting demons in pursuit of those that killed his mother.
Weakness
His main weakness is his sense of honor and his love for women, it often gets him in to trouble, and into situations that he'd rather not be in. He often complains about jobs that he's taken and often has second thoughts about it but they're all just part of his personality he'd never turn his back on someone who needs help. Not really.
RP Sample
The silver haired male groaned as he lifted his head from the pillow a sound, the soft sound of an envelope drifitng to the floor after being forced into the letter box. Some new post? He sighed finally a job, he'd been waiting for weeks for one and now someone decided to give him something to do, standing he made his way over to the letter, he stood only in his leather pants no top on and his hair was a complete mess, no owrry though he'd just grab a shower and then shake his hair like he was a shaggy dog that usually worked. His bare feet slapped the wooden flooring as he made his way slowly and lazily over to the white envelope adorned with writing. He picked it up and raised a brow before making his way to his desk he rubbed the back of his head before throwing himself in the chair behind the desk, lifting his feet he relaxed placing them on the table as he opened the letter.
"No chance!" He snapped as he read the letter inside, he tossed it on the desk before lowering his feet back to the floor, then he stood again heading towards the shower, once in he felt the warm water running over his body, it always felt good to have a shower when you'd just woken up. He smiled well it was more of a smirk as he ran his hands through his platinum white hair blue eyes closed as he let the water then run over his face, after twenty minutes he stepped out drying his muscular body he wandered to his clothes that he brought in with him, getting dressed he walked out of the shower room, shaking his head quickly he attempted to dry his hair and just gave up before he picked up the letter a second time, he sighed. He had nothing better to do so he may as well go and do this, even if it was only a small thing.
He grabbed his weapons as he headed towards the door dragging the large heavy blade across the floor he grabbed his leather jecket and shoved it on, then he lifted the blade to his back, his two pistols ebony and ivory where put in their holsters, how many times had those things saved him? He smiled at them lovingly maybe he cared to much about them. He threw the door open and stepped outside it was raining, just great, he'd only just had a shower and it was raining outside already? God really didn't like him. Or that was what he thought.
He rolled his eyes before he looked around the street, nothing, that was odd why was there nothing? The silence was unerving and he let his eyes take in everything his ears listening intently for any sound appart from the rain, something anything. It was unatural for these streets to be dead. So he turned and locked the door before he set off at a brisk pace, he slowed down after a second or two and just made his was through the rain, he was being followed, he knew it from the start from the moment he stepped out of that door, he turned pulling the pistols from their holsters as a demon came hurtling towards him, reducing it to dust he just scoffed at the thing before he turned and carried on his merry little way.
(Just a note I thought I'd put a sample rp post in here so that you could see my ability to rp.)
AgeDante is thought to be young at first glance but he is much older. He quite counting after ninety.
RaceHalf-human, Half Demonic Prince
Gender Male
Physical Appearance
Dante is known for his flashy outfits, most often consisting of a wicked red and black leather ensemble. Red trenchcoat, black and red vest, red leather pants and black gloves and boots. Despite his youthful appearance, Dante’s hair is completely white, “platinum”. His skin is weathered and rugged from years of night hunting, but his crooked grin and trademarked smirk still appears often. Blue eyes, razor sharp as any dagger, blaze brightly with dangerous intelligence. Dante stands 6’4” and commands either instant respect from his fellows or instant hatred from his enemies.
Personality
Arrogant badass. And he knows it. Dante excels at his job, which elevates his considerable ego to dynamic proportions. He is snarky and sarcastic most of the time, with a cutting cynical sense of black humor. Yet all the brusque is camouflage for the human soul that burns within. Despite his apparent prickliness, Dante grieves deeply for humanity as a whole, and has a rigid sense of honor few can match. He lives by his own moral code and has little patience for the lessers of any species; the whiners, the snivelers, the cheats. For all his complexities, Dante is a difficult man to squash into a small nutshell.
WeaponsThere are many.
Rebellion - This sword has the same name as the one in 3 but is a different weapon. It's just a basic oversized broadsword. This blade was left to Dante by his father.
Ebony & Ivory - A twin set of .45's that are imbued with magic power.
Shotgun - A regular shotgun. Dante can use this one handed.
Cerberus - Tri-handled nun-chucks with a property of ice. The presence of the three headed demon dog Cerberus resides inside the weapon.
Agni & Rudra - Twin swords, one with the fire property and the other with wind, that can be out together at the hilts to form a dual sided sword. The souls of demons of the same name as the weapons reside in the swords.
Beowulf - Gauntlets and leg guards with the property of light. The soul of the demon beast Beowulf is housed in them.
Nevan - An extremely unique weapon, it carries the form of a combined guitar and scythe with the property of lightning. It can be used to attack at both short and long range. The presence of the succubus Nevan is carried within the weapon.
Abilities
Being a hunter, Dante is skilled in all forms of combat, as well as being a superior marksman and swordmaster. He is very athletic and acrobatic, capable of impressive displays of agility and speed. In addition to this, he also harnesses the power of the demonic realm, being able to shift forms into that of a winged devil prince. This influx of power grants him the ability of flight, enormous feats of strength and energy, although it comes with a price. Dante’s human blood is weakened every time he shifts to this form, and it drains him for a time until he can recover. The transformation is very painful and is usually reserved for especially desperate situations.
History
Dante is a mercenary who specializes in paranormal cases, preferring those that call for demon slaying. Dante's arsenal usually consists of firearms and melee weapons, including "Ebony and Ivory", twin handguns that never have to be reloaded, as well as a variety of swords. The guns are hand-made with "For Tony Redgrave, By.45 Art Warks" written on them.
He has supernatural powers, as a result of his half-demon heritage. This gives him the ability to enter a temporary transformation called "devil trigger". In this state, Dante possesses more speed, steady health regeneration, and further abilities with his equipped melee weapon. Dante is one of the twin sons of Sparda, a demonic knight who chose to side with humanity and drive back an invasion of the human world by demons 2000 years ago.
After Sparda's death, Dante and his brother Vergil were raised by their human mother, Eva. When Dante and Vergil were still children, the family was attacked by demons, resulting in Eva's death. This event lead to Dante's commitment to hunting demons in pursuit of those that killed his mother.
Weakness
His main weakness is his sense of honor and his love for women, it often gets him in to trouble, and into situations that he'd rather not be in. He often complains about jobs that he's taken and often has second thoughts about it but they're all just part of his personality he'd never turn his back on someone who needs help. Not really.
RP Sample
The silver haired male groaned as he lifted his head from the pillow a sound, the soft sound of an envelope drifitng to the floor after being forced into the letter box. Some new post? He sighed finally a job, he'd been waiting for weeks for one and now someone decided to give him something to do, standing he made his way over to the letter, he stood only in his leather pants no top on and his hair was a complete mess, no owrry though he'd just grab a shower and then shake his hair like he was a shaggy dog that usually worked. His bare feet slapped the wooden flooring as he made his way slowly and lazily over to the white envelope adorned with writing. He picked it up and raised a brow before making his way to his desk he rubbed the back of his head before throwing himself in the chair behind the desk, lifting his feet he relaxed placing them on the table as he opened the letter.
"No chance!" He snapped as he read the letter inside, he tossed it on the desk before lowering his feet back to the floor, then he stood again heading towards the shower, once in he felt the warm water running over his body, it always felt good to have a shower when you'd just woken up. He smiled well it was more of a smirk as he ran his hands through his platinum white hair blue eyes closed as he let the water then run over his face, after twenty minutes he stepped out drying his muscular body he wandered to his clothes that he brought in with him, getting dressed he walked out of the shower room, shaking his head quickly he attempted to dry his hair and just gave up before he picked up the letter a second time, he sighed. He had nothing better to do so he may as well go and do this, even if it was only a small thing.
He grabbed his weapons as he headed towards the door dragging the large heavy blade across the floor he grabbed his leather jecket and shoved it on, then he lifted the blade to his back, his two pistols ebony and ivory where put in their holsters, how many times had those things saved him? He smiled at them lovingly maybe he cared to much about them. He threw the door open and stepped outside it was raining, just great, he'd only just had a shower and it was raining outside already? God really didn't like him. Or that was what he thought.
He rolled his eyes before he looked around the street, nothing, that was odd why was there nothing? The silence was unerving and he let his eyes take in everything his ears listening intently for any sound appart from the rain, something anything. It was unatural for these streets to be dead. So he turned and locked the door before he set off at a brisk pace, he slowed down after a second or two and just made his was through the rain, he was being followed, he knew it from the start from the moment he stepped out of that door, he turned pulling the pistols from their holsters as a demon came hurtling towards him, reducing it to dust he just scoffed at the thing before he turned and carried on his merry little way.
(Just a note I thought I'd put a sample rp post in here so that you could see my ability to rp.)