Post by Ricter on Jul 16, 2009 20:55:47 GMT -5
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Player Information
Handle: Ricter
Gender: Male
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Character Information
Canon? No
Character Name: Caine Thresher
Gender: Male
Age: 27
Species/Breed: 1/2 Black Backed Jackal, 1/2 Death Adder
Current Occupation: Syndicate Overlord
Personality:
Always amused is the first way to describe him. Almost never seen without a lop-sided smirk, it is as if everything is the punch line to a joke. Despite the fact he is always smiling none can deny there is just something sinister behind the grin, a malicious intent glittering just behind his eyes or the bone chilling, cackling laughter that rings out from him. Even in the tightest of situations of the most intense of training he is all giggles. Some have come to think of it as a cover up, that he is hiding something but as of yet any notion of his being unstable has yet to show itself. This is the result of a mutation, chemical imbalances in the brain causing a complete lack of any form of preoccupation and unusually constantly amused state.
Caine is also extremely well read. Surpassing any standard education, he studies nearly any subject he can. One of those who can honestly say that he knows a little of everything, though he does have tendencies to be a bit on the modest side, preferring others to think of him lesser than what he really is. Of course, his primary fields of knowledge lie in the realm of business, law, tactics, chemistry and weaponry. Even with his jokers nature he can be described as calm and calculating, thinking outside the box and never without a contingency plan or two, not to mention the tricks up his sleeves.
Outside of all that he is a slick character, suave and cool. He always seems to know the right thing to say, even apparently having a precognitive sense. This is just speculation, the trick being it being a knowing of the questions to ask that will dictate an answer that reveals what he wants to know. When he speaks he tends to accent his words with a liberal amount of body language and gestures. This, however, runs hand in hand with a particular pass-time he picked up that he has also figured to be an aid to him. Slights of hand are a particular enjoyment of his, often seen practicing such by making things apparently disappear from his hands.
All in all, Caine is a great leader in his own right, more than willing to do what is necessary regardless of what obstacles stand before him. This ruthlessness is what drove him to the top and such is exactly where he intends to stay.
A minor note, an expertly trained eye would be able to discern that he is hiding something. What, exactly, it is remains a mystery as he tends to cover his tracks almost flawlessly. Subtle traces of the cause of this secrecy could be seen in his habit of clearing his throat often before speaking, licking his teeth, or the faint traces of pink in his teeth when he smiles.
Appearance:
The first thing one would notice about him, he is apparently very plain. One of those faces that when you run into it you could remember for a while and just as easily forget. Standing at just over six feet in height, he sports a toned but athletic build, streamline and sleek. Having the mixed genetics of two very different species, both have shown their traits equally. His limbs and torso seem to be well proportioned and not elongated, his canine heritage overtaking the serpentine. His tail is long, thinner than a snake's tail but easily just as long. His facial features appear to be a cross of both. A long muzzle, flatter than a canines but just as long, the bridge of that nose arching up to meet his brow, nostrils but slits at the tip of his snout. The ears that stand atop his head are canine, though shorter. His entirety is covered by fine scales of a dulled, matte black hue. The constantly grinning eyes that see the world are a potent, acidic green. It is as if they burn into the very soul.
Overall he keeps a very clean look, the thought of first impressions comes to mind. Always well groomed, thin, needle sharp teeth taken care of, even his clothing is immaculate. He carries himself in a proper manner, standing tall, shoulders back and head held high. Even his hands, rarely if ever swinging at his sides or in his pockets, usually clasped in the small of his back. However, despite this proud appearance there is nothing terribly memorable about it. Even the way he moves displays this, each step even as he walks, placed lightly as not to sound. Strength does not appear to be his style, more in tune with agility and speed. Fluid and swift, more as if he is dancing than actually moving.
His clothing tends to be simplistic and practical, meant more for use than aesthetics. Black seems to be his color of choice, the shades of his apparel rarely any variant. A thick, long sleeved, high collared shirt covers his torso. The collar buttons down, offset to the left side of his neck, angling sharply at his collar bone and ending just below his shoulder, falling straight down, buttoned closed. Both hem, collar and cuffs are trimmed in a darker shade of piping. Simple, straight trousers are worn, just like the shirt not over sized but slightly loose to allow mobility. Both hands and feet are covered in a skin tight material, like a sleeve, though it leaves the digits free. Over all of his apparel is a long, double breasted overcoat. It is always open, the collar turned up around his neck, many pockets lining it’s inside. The sleeves are just a touch too long and a bit wide, leaving room for the “tricks”, as he calls them, he likes to store up them.
Background:
Caine grew up on the East side, his father one of the syndicate's men. From an early age he got to learn that the streets, who did what, where to go and how to act. He attended school, showing a great aptitude for his studies, even going beyond, studying subjects at home that weren't taught in the education system. Overall, it was a very unventful childhood, much like normal children save for his father's line of work.
When Caine started to come of age he too got into the criminal business. Starting low, he just ran packages, very little to get his hands dirty. As he grew older he moved up in the world and the ranks, starting into the work of a thug. It didn't last long, as the boss began to notice that Caine was proving smarter than most of his employees and started him into work where he might be useful. As and underboss he facilitated the sale of drugs and many other shady dealings. However, what the boss didn't know was that Caine had much bigger aspirations than being only higher up in command.
It took nearly three years but a masterfully crafted plan was set into motion, quickly turning things against the boss. Caine murdered the former boss himself and the seat of power was claimed. As the head of the syndicate, Caine began to expand the business he'd taken by force. Smaller syndicates around were stomped out or absorbed, his organization growing large but only enough to rival other large syndicates. Now he still works to expand his own small empire, becoming a thing to fear and respect in the dark underworld of Lucent.
Password? Hurricane
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