Post by gabriel on May 10, 2010 2:06:26 GMT
Gabriel Livingstone
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Full Name: Gabriel Hill Livingstone
Age: 30
Birthday: 5th January 1974
Gender: Male
Alignment: Evil
Birthplace: California, LA
Current Residence: Sunnydale
Group Species: Hybrid/Watcher
Sexuality: Straight
Status: Single
Occupation: Watcher
Family:
Lucy Livingstone (née Cohen) – Mother – Human – Deceased
Damien Livingstone – Stepfather – Human/Watcher – Deceased
Alastair Golding – Biological Father – Hybrid - Alive
He's also aware that he possibly has siblings.
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Mannerisms/Quirks/Habits:
- He's quite impatient. He can't sit still for too long, or else he gets fidgety.
- He also doesn't have great concentration, if he feels he is forced to be in a situtaion. His mind tends to drift from one thing to another ....
- He likes his liquor a little too much.
Personality Description:
Self image:
When Gabriel's mother would tuck him in at night and tell him that he was special. She had no idea how right she was. He always felt he was different to those around him. He didn't make friends easily and was often bullied which lead him to feel like he was a misfit. Still, he kept his chin up to keep his mother and stepfather happy.
Likes:
- Chaos, mischief, that little bit of wickedness in everyone.
- Seeing people lose the last glimmer of hope that they had.
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Dislikes:
- Goody-two shoes types.
- His biological father.He murdered his mother and stepfather and isolated him from everything that made him feel human. If it weren't for him there may have been a chance that he would've been ignorant as to what he truly is.
- Slayers, Watchers, the Council.
- Authority type figures. He doesn’t respond well to being pushed around.
- Children. He views them as too much work, and not too bright. Hence, he's had trouble with young Potentials in the past.
- Technology. His method of study was through reading books, so he's not used to computers. He doesn't own any technological items such as an iPod, he owns a cell phone but it's usually left in his car.
Hopes:
- To completely destroy the Council so it won't be rebuilt again.
- To find others like him. Alastair told him that he was not alone.
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Fears:
- Being exposed as a demon.
- To die at the hands of a Slayer.
- The world's demise. He may not be good but he still likes it here. A little chaos is funner than eternal torment.
Strengths:
- Performing magic.
- Has a great grasp on languages (Many demonic languages, as well as, Latin, Italian, French, German, Spanish, Japanese, etc.)
- His knowledge of demonology and mythology is vast and wide.
- His visions. Altough he has rarely used them to protect the Council or so called innocents. This is partly due to the fact that he doesn't want them to know what he is.
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Weaknesses:
- Not knowing how to use certain appliances, such as computers.
- Research - Especially research done in order to help the Council. He finds it tedious.
- He can be quite paranoid, which comes off as him just being nervous and uneasy when he is around others.
- He doesn't really trust anyone he knows. He tries to keep up contact with others, like those he works with, but he doesn't let them in on anything. He's not good at relationships, whether they be friendships or more than that.
- His powers can make him weak. Since he was a child he has suffered from headaches, as he's gotten older he's used alcohol and drugs to ease the pain so he can function as normally as possible.
Secrets:
That he isn't entirely human. He hasn't been exposed to the Council yet. He believes that himbeing a hybrid may not make the Council turn against him, it's his intentions that will do that. He has taken lives, those of potentials, fellow watchers and demons when he has thought that he is at risk.
Special Abilities/Talents:
As a watcher, Gabriel is well informed with the history of the supernatural. He is almost fluent in any demonic language that has been known to exist in this realm. Although, since the Council isn't privy to all of them, he withholds certain knowledge. He is also fluent in a number of human languages. He's been practicing magic and conjuring since he was a child, so he is well able to hold his own in a spell. As Damien used to say 'magic is his forte. He knows how to use it, and how to use it well'.
Since Gabriel is a hybrid, he has inherited certain abilities. He is able to sense the species of a person just by being in the same room as them. Sometimes he is able to see the person's past or future which come in handy when he is in threat of being exposed. His powers also mainfest themselves in precognitive dreams.
Because Gabriel is able to read most people, he plays up to their emotions and expectations of him. He puts on an act when around others, especially those attached to the Council. So he's also a good actor.
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PB: Sam Rockwell
Image:
Physical Description:
His hair is usually in a ruffled mess and is rarely a kempt state. Sometimes he will grow a full beard, though he usually just has a bit of stubble.
Height: 5'9
Weight: 142 pounds/10 stone
Hair Colour: Brown
Hair Style: Usually messy, its a little long.
Eye Colour: Brown
Unique/Exotic Features: None
Scars: On the left side of his forehead, there is a small scar from being hit in the head.
Tattoos/Markings: None
Piercings: None
Style of Dress:
Gabriel tends to wear whatever is available to him, he tends to mismatch clothes. His sense of style can be seen as kind of eccentric like his personality. On a day to day basis, he will usually wear some sort of suit, or wear suit pants with a sweater, shirt and tie. He does tend to wear clashing patterns and colours. If he is training, or ‘off’ (which he rarely is) he may wear something like a tank top, checked shirt with baggy jeans and scuffed boots.
Personal Belongings:
Gabriel has a two storey home in Sunnydale in which he keeps all his books on demonology, prophecies, and magic as well as his weapons.
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When out, the things he usually has with him are:
- House and car keys.
- Thick black framed glasses.
- Wallet with money.
- Cell phone. Model - Motorola Stature i9
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He owns a 1968 Buick LeSabre with black interior and exterior. It was previously his stepfather's. In the booth, he keeps some books that may come in handy and also some ingredients for spells.
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Weaponry:
He tends not to carry weapons around with him, but his basement is fully stocked at the command of the Council. He has the usual stakes, crossbows, swords, crosses, etc.
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History:
RP Sample:
Taken from original character Isaac Ritter
The morning was just a reminder of his wife’s antidote to life. Those whose dreams do not come true are truly the lucky ones, she said, because dreams, they crush you harder than not having them ever will. Those who were so-called friends of theirs, they used to wonder; why didn’t Waverley and Isaac have kids, why didn’t they do what other ‘normal’ couples did, why?
Well, two days ago, Waverley Ritter-Snow was just an average working wife. Maybe average wasn’t the appropriate word. She was a watcher. She had been training since he could remember. Waverley used to say she was destined for great love. Not the love her parents had. Two tweed-clad watchers. No, she wanted great love, and then she married him.
That was six years ago.
It is better to have loved and lost than not have loved at all, that was a recurrent sound bite of the past two days. Of course, if that was all that had been said, Isaac would have been bitter. Waverley lay in wake today and he was not ready to say goodbye. People seemed to yearn for him to breakdown, shed tears to simply prove that he loved her. Like a hand in marriage meant nothing.
He watched the sunrise lift from the horizon. He could see his breath dance in wisps in the morning air. Although the day’s weather was predicted to be relatively good, he kept on his black leather jacket. Buttoned up, he shoved his hands into his pockets. His solitude was short-lived as he heard the footfalls as someone approached him.
“Isaac, how are you holding up?” Griffin asked as he sat himself down beside him.
Griffin had no clue. He was too busy appeasing the Council to have seen what was to come. In part, he blamed him. It wasn’t his fault. Griffin may have been insensitive but he wasn’t malevolent. Truly, the only person he held responsible was himself. If only he had tried to convince Waverley to leave her post. But that wasn’t fair. Heather needed him; just as much as he did.
Heather was just seventeen, and now wouldn’t see the next year. Waverley was trying to protect her but neither of them were a match for what The First had to bring.
“Status quo,” he moved his eyes towards an approaching string of cars that were headed to his home.
“You don’t have to put up a front. On the other side of that little wall of yours is a whole world to behold.”
He couldn’t quench his scoff. A whole wide world and a dead wife. “Griffin, this world is nothing but cruel. Innocent people die because you and your people decided it was best for there to be only one hero at any one point in time. Heather wasn’t strong enough for them. The word ‘potential’ means a hell of a lot when it comes to battling the supernatural. So I think I prefer it back here, thank you.”
He sighed. “I understand that you’re angry. I lost them too you know.” He paused, Isaac wasn’t even sure she would be interested in what he said next. “Travers has sent someone from the Council to speak to you, after the mass, of course.”
“Why? I want nothing to do with any of you after today.”
If the Council was going to try to reel him in as a replacement for Waverley, they knew how to play their cards right. He wanted to leave here. Whatever was stirring up demons and vampires, forcing them to be bolder than they had ever been was out for watchers, slayers and the innocent alike. He was certain he wasn’t as brave, but he also knew that it didn’t matter if he was on the front line or hiding behind her wall. Either way, he was on the wrong side. Evil always wins. The death of the one he loved verified that.
Griffin reached into his pocket and retrieved a slip of paper and his glasses. He cleared his throat to say, “What if we made you an offer?”
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~Underneath It All~
Name: Leona
Nicknames: Lee
Age: 20
Contact Info: PM, Msn
Other Characters: Buffy Summers, Isaac Ritter, Harper Kate Thorne, Benjamin Vetch
Secret Phrase: Once More With Feeling
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