Post by terramarine on Aug 22, 2010 22:12:08 GMT
Name: Bastion Anaxes
Aliases: Virginia
Nickname: Bafta, John
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Home Country: Former United Kingdom
Speciality: Versatility
Height: 6ft
Weight: 12 stone
Appearance:
Bastion has black hair that is neatly arranged, with a large portion flushed back and slightly to his left, featuring different layers where the sloping changes direction
His eyes are grey with a hint of green around the edges, and his nose is quite small in comparison to most other boys.
He is very toned and of quite a slight build, packing alot of strength into a small frame. He resembles a V shape, but only a slight one. He is quite pale, due to the rules of his household.
Clothing Style:
Being a child of wealthy parents, His appearance is generally well kept and he is dressed in quite formally for most events, which extends to a suit, shirt and tie combination.
Casually, he'll wear T-shirts with a open shirt worn over the top and loose jeans, a belt to keep them up and whatever shoes he can find. He hides his body and will generally wear as much clothing as he can. It takes him a long time to not wear a coat after Winter.
Likes: Science, Maths, gaming, technology, history and a good cup of tea
Dislikes: Coffee, Limitations, poetry, old people
Strengths: Is very capaible at anything he chooses to do
Weaknesses: Suffers from self-doubt, feels pressured to suceed at everything.
Bad habits: Rambling on about something, assuming others have had his upbringing
Dreams/aspiration(s): To be the top ranking student in the academy and reach his full potential
Fear(s): Not achieving his dreams, failure in general.
Personality: Bastion has a well-meaning view on the world, he has tried to avoid having any of the snobbery of upper-class living mark upon him and he doesn't hold himself above others.
You can rely on him when needed, he is brave and cautious and calm under pressure.
He has good humour and isn't a prude, but he can get embarrassed if the conversation takes a turn towards the serious side of things.
He hasn't really been in a relationship and wasn't one to look forward to such, so he wouldn't be too good a boyfriend, but he feels that if he did have a fling, he'd want to be able to repeat such things.
Family:
Alexis Anaxes (Mother)
Mephiston Anaxes (Father)
History:
Bastion was born into one of the elite families of the world, an American mother and British Father, Bastion spent much of his early life playing with the children of some of the most powerful people in the world. Anything he wanted was available to him, and his future was decided for him without his say in the matter.
Being the only male heir of the Anaxes family, a lot of money was put into making him the best possible heir for the family, and as such he was subjected to very intense genetic modification before he was born.
His body was made more responsive to changes, meaning any physical training would have a much greater affect on him. He also has a inceased life-span and a strong resistance to infection and the like. he has traits like Improved eyesight and faster reflexes, all given to him by the modifications.
Add to the some of the best training and education available in the world, Bastion was set to be a very successful heir.
He was to be married off to form a strong political and Business arrangement between Meta-Corp and the Anaxes family. However, the Meta-Corp Executive changed the conditions of the deal.
So instead of being married, Bastion was Shipped off to the Freelancer Academy, where Meta-Corp believed his genetic modification would be of much better use.
RP Sample:
Sitting aboard his family's Helicopter, Bastion stared out of the window and sighed heavily. He was told only last night about the change of plans.
He was trying on his tuxedo for the wedding when his Father entered his room, followed by a number of servants holding cases. "Father? what's going on?" Bastion asked, looking away from the mirror towards him.
"There has been a new offer, one that doesn't have all that marriage rubbish." His father said, waving the servants off so they could start packing.
"So, I'm being moved somewhere else?" The boy asked, looking at what the servants were packing away: Clothes, books, tech, pretty much anything that wasn't nailed down and belonged to Bastion.
"Yes, you're going to a boarding school for extremely gifted children like yourself" His father replied "we'll have your stuff ready to go by the morning, get some sleep, it's a long ride tomorrow". And with that, he left, leaving the boy just standing there as the servants moved bags around and dragged them out to be loaded up.
He sighed again and closed his eyes, wanting to sleep some more before arriving at the academy, before thinking to himself 'They didn't even say goodbye...'