Aidanator14
Level 15
-=- Damian Voigt -=-
-=- Basic Information -=-
First Name:
Damian
Surname:
Voigt
Preferred Name:
'Damian' or 'G****'
Aliases:
'Night Rider' or 'Basilisk'
Gender:
Male
Age:
19
Height:
6'4
Weight:
185lbs
Build:
Athletic
Skin Color:
White
Eye Color:
Very light blue
Hair Style:
Messy
Hair Color:
Dark Purple (G****)
Fashion:
Baseball Jacket with smart trousers
Nationality:
Scottish
Race:
White
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
-=- General Appearance -=-
Appearance:
Multiple appearances of Damian.
Casual:
Formal:
Car:
Ford Shelby Mustang Gt350
In-Game
Personality:
Normally chill and outgoing but, when it comes to friends and family he can get defensive you can notice this in his change of tone
Description:
The male would stand before you at a height of 6'4, he would be a slim athletic-looking male with a toned build. As he walked by the scent of Armani Code aftershave would follow behind him.
Character Voice:
Clothes:
Purple leather jacket, Black shirt, black jeans, and purple and black shoes
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities:
Serious gambling addiction, Sociopathic like attitudes
Hobbies:
He would love to drive around in his car taking part in street races, do parkour and hang around with friends.
Backstory: The life story of Damian-
March 12th, 2001, Zero Two Hundred and Twenty-One.
Damian was born in Wishaw hospital in Glasgow, His family your average Affectionate family, Loving and caring and all manner of ways possible, No trouble, no issue. Damian went to school, as usual, working his way through everyday life like a train passing through an unlit tunnel guided by the rails of his choices, His mistakes turning and twisting the tracks bending and breaking them, but as every railway, the tunnel gets brighter and the rails split to more tunnels, each tunnel a decision for him to make and decide his next destination list and an unavoidable journey for the most parts.
Sadly, as every rail builds a new way, those that have already passed wither away in the past, leaving a residue of memories that can only be recalled by its drivers and passengers, some of those memories were good, some not so alike, those few of the twisted bunch, inescapable anxieties and situations others would rather forget despite it showing the mistakes of your own choices and how to correct them, one being his father's fate.
Damian's father fell ill when he was yet still a young lad, his interpretation of reality warped around the severity and harshness of the complication as he fell through an endless void of despair, his grades began to slide and fall from his distraction, the questions that would ring in his mind and circle him, confusing and bewildering him-
"Will he be ok?" - "What will happen to him?" - "Is this my fault?"
his head was constantly in a rush, questioning everything and spinning endlessly, it was as if the feeling from the drop on a roller coaster constantly stalked him driving him insane, As it did his father's condition worsened by fortnights, weeks down to days, each being a struggle for Damian and his father leaving no restful moment.
2 years later on October 16th, 2015, Damian's father passed his final moments like any other, on a passing bed in a hospital, Damian was not sad though, quite the opposite, His father's death hit him as if a rock packed with knowledge, his will burned through him like an everlasting storm, and an unsettled... Tempest, He knew he wanted to be someone, but not just anyone. A few days after the passing Damian's mother proposed a new beginning to Damian, life in Japan in a city called Karakura, a beautiful city beyond belief. He knew the transition would not be easy but he took this as an opportunity.
It took Damian and his mother 2 years to learn Japanese, through trial and error but they learned it to a socially acceptable degree, once they did they set off for the city, unprepared for what they might see but prepared to take it head-on no matter what. Through Damian's first years at school, he found it difficult, most of what the students were saying he could not understand but he pulled through.
when Damian turned 18 he was introduced to a fellow by the name of [ RADICATED ], he introduced him to a whole new side of Karakura... a much darker side.
GHOST -
Through hardships and failures come success. Through defiance and disobedience comes death...
Luckily Damian only had one of these phrases by his honor. Through years of killing off and assassinations Damian found something he was good at, and something he could become someone at, he had found his place. Top of the chain considered a leader to his kind...
In the end, it turns out that
Damian did not live in darkness... the
darkness lived in him.
-=- Basic Information -=-
First Name:
Damian
Surname:
Voigt
Preferred Name:
'Damian' or 'G****'
Aliases:
'Night Rider' or 'Basilisk'
Gender:
Male
Age:
19
Height:
6'4
Weight:
185lbs
Build:
Athletic
Skin Color:
White
Eye Color:
Very light blue
Hair Style:
Messy
Hair Color:
Dark Purple (G****)
Fashion:
Baseball Jacket with smart trousers
Nationality:
Scottish
Race:
White
Sexual Orientation:
Heterosexual
-=- General Appearance -=-
Appearance:
Multiple appearances of Damian.
Casual:
Formal:
Car:
Ford Shelby Mustang Gt350
In-Game
Personality:
Normally chill and outgoing but, when it comes to friends and family he can get defensive you can notice this in his change of tone
Description:
The male would stand before you at a height of 6'4, he would be a slim athletic-looking male with a toned build. As he walked by the scent of Armani Code aftershave would follow behind him.
Character Voice:
Clothes:
Purple leather jacket, Black shirt, black jeans, and purple and black shoes
Serious Problems/Flaws/Addictions/Disorders/Disabilities:
Serious gambling addiction, Sociopathic like attitudes
Hobbies:
He would love to drive around in his car taking part in street races, do parkour and hang around with friends.
Backstory: The life story of Damian-
March 12th, 2001, Zero Two Hundred and Twenty-One.
Damian was born in Wishaw hospital in Glasgow, His family your average Affectionate family, Loving and caring and all manner of ways possible, No trouble, no issue. Damian went to school, as usual, working his way through everyday life like a train passing through an unlit tunnel guided by the rails of his choices, His mistakes turning and twisting the tracks bending and breaking them, but as every railway, the tunnel gets brighter and the rails split to more tunnels, each tunnel a decision for him to make and decide his next destination list and an unavoidable journey for the most parts.
Sadly, as every rail builds a new way, those that have already passed wither away in the past, leaving a residue of memories that can only be recalled by its drivers and passengers, some of those memories were good, some not so alike, those few of the twisted bunch, inescapable anxieties and situations others would rather forget despite it showing the mistakes of your own choices and how to correct them, one being his father's fate.
Damian's father fell ill when he was yet still a young lad, his interpretation of reality warped around the severity and harshness of the complication as he fell through an endless void of despair, his grades began to slide and fall from his distraction, the questions that would ring in his mind and circle him, confusing and bewildering him-
"Will he be ok?" - "What will happen to him?" - "Is this my fault?"
his head was constantly in a rush, questioning everything and spinning endlessly, it was as if the feeling from the drop on a roller coaster constantly stalked him driving him insane, As it did his father's condition worsened by fortnights, weeks down to days, each being a struggle for Damian and his father leaving no restful moment.
2 years later on October 16th, 2015, Damian's father passed his final moments like any other, on a passing bed in a hospital, Damian was not sad though, quite the opposite, His father's death hit him as if a rock packed with knowledge, his will burned through him like an everlasting storm, and an unsettled... Tempest, He knew he wanted to be someone, but not just anyone. A few days after the passing Damian's mother proposed a new beginning to Damian, life in Japan in a city called Karakura, a beautiful city beyond belief. He knew the transition would not be easy but he took this as an opportunity.
It took Damian and his mother 2 years to learn Japanese, through trial and error but they learned it to a socially acceptable degree, once they did they set off for the city, unprepared for what they might see but prepared to take it head-on no matter what. Through Damian's first years at school, he found it difficult, most of what the students were saying he could not understand but he pulled through.
when Damian turned 18 he was introduced to a fellow by the name of [ RADICATED ], he introduced him to a whole new side of Karakura... a much darker side.
GHOST -
Through hardships and failures come success. Through defiance and disobedience comes death...
Luckily Damian only had one of these phrases by his honor. Through years of killing off and assassinations Damian found something he was good at, and something he could become someone at, he had found his place. Top of the chain considered a leader to his kind...
In the end, it turns out that
Damian did not live in darkness... the
darkness lived in him.
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