Spitfire [DONE]

by **Spitfire** Fri Oct 26, 2012 9:18 am

___________ SPITFIRE ___________

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"I can't guarantee you a funeral, only a cremation"

Nickname(s): Spit | Spitty | Red
Age: 21
Sex: Male
Birthday: 15/12/X370
Sexuality: Straight
Affiliation: Neutral Mage
Rank: D Rank

Guild: Sable Pantera
Guild Tattoo: Crimson Red | Left Pelvis

Physical Characteristics: Spitfire is a muscular man, standing at 185 cm (6 feet) and weighing approximately 85 kg (187 pounds). His body is toned, often being able to beatings for long hours at times. His posture when standing is straight and mighty, often letting everyone know that he is prideful and (to a degree) superior. When he sits he's always in a relaxed position, slouching, lying down, stretched out, no matter the time, place or atmospheric flow he'll always be nonchalant when sitting down.

His red hair is kept short, ruffled, and spiked, with two strands of hair near the opposite sides of his head falling over his face, as well as distinct sideburns. His hair is a naturally red, the distinct color of hair which is seen in only the chosen few mage descendants of the Ashur bloodline. In day his hair is a red color, as night befalls his hair begins to turn crimson and upon midnight strands of his hair begin to illuminate a faint fluorescent red color.

His eyes are amber colored. They are warm yet cold, and are another physical trait that is pasted down in the Ashur bloodline. His eyes are the most dreamy part of him. His gaze is cold yet warm, giving him a mysterious feel.

Attire/Clothing:
Spitfire wears a black, leather jacket with a fur collar and a white V-neck underneath. His leather jacket is custom made with a silky interior and additional pockets for his smokes and lighter. These additional pockets are never not used. You can always find at least one cigarette inside each. He can often be found wearing his jacket all the time. It holds some sentimental value to Spitfire so if it's damaged he always gets it repaired as soon as possible.

He wears dark blue, denim jeans held up by a simple brown belt, with a silver chain attached from the belt to his back pocket, additionally with black shoes to top off the rest of his outfit. Spitfire wears other jewelry pieces with his clothes, primarily silver: a silver ring, and a star-shaped necklace. His star shaped necklace was given to him as a child by his mother. It holds a great amount of sentimental value to Spitfire so he is overprotective of it. Even going as far to break his normal personality.

Abnormalities: A piercing on the top most part of his left ear.

Personality: Spitfire is a very quiet man who says very little, even to his own subordinates, unless needed. Being quiet allows him to observe the situation before taking action (if needed), often planning a tactic or strategy for the current situation or after. He is very calm, rarely being irritated or annoyed, and even when his mood changes Spitfire still maintains his composure.

Spitfire prides himself on his fighting prowess, being as good as his foster father, who was the head of the Kings personal guards. Though his fighting skills are great his magic manipulation lacks a lot, of course any mage who was just beginning would lack knowledge. Though don't let that underestimate him, he's an intelligent tactician and strategist. He is someone who wouldn't hesitate or have a single second thought when incinerating his opponent. A wild flame, a danger to society yet a protector.

Spit is a social outcast, yet a social idol. His calm attitude to everything gives him a stoic and sexy air. He also has a mysterious atmosphere, whether or not it is because of his past experiences or his inability to communicate without making that person fearful of him. Despite that he still has a sweet side, one which only a select few have been graced with.

He has a habit of causing havoc. Despite being blessed with an intelligent mind Spit quite often doesn't like to use it unless forced or cornered. That's why he likes to respond to simple questions in a very crude manner, often resulting in his favorite saying "Burn them" or "Burn". In which after he proceeds to burn said target.

Other than that Spit is quite a mystery, even changing his name in his past in order to try and "escape" it.

Hobbies:

Complex Puzzles
Observing Reactions
Playing With Fire
Star Gazing
Chess
Reading

Likes: The color crimson, the element fire, silence, stars, astrology, night life, city life, city night lights, alone time, music, ashes, spicy food, cigarettes, anything that can be described as "fiery" or "hot", heat, games (favors strategic games), chess.

Dislikes: The color blue, the element water, loud noises, ice, his past, being treated like a pet/hound, being ordered, water (as it counters fire), strictness, annoying/arrogant people.

Inspiration: Spitfire aims to be retain his memories and become a feared mage. Feared because of his fighting prowess and skills in manipulating the element fire. Though his primary aim is to regain his memories and find out who he really is, and what he must do now with his life.

Fears: Cryophobia - The fear of extreme cold. He fears that one day he would lose his magic, and feeling extreme cold is one way of telling him that he has because his body is naturally warm.

Bees - A fear that developed from his childhood. When he was young he was attacked by a nest of bee's. Chasing him for hours on end, he was stung dozens of times in both the neck and back region.

Solitude - He fears of being alone for the entirety of his life. Though he doesn't mind being alone, he fears that one day he will die alone.

Spitfire [DONE] AugmentHappy_zps0df2c473

Stat Points - (25)
Attack: 10
Defense: 5
Speed: 10
Physical Aptitude: 25

Augment Name: Pyro-physicality
Augment Description: Spitfires body resembles that of an immensely warm (and at times) extremely hot flame. This means he will neither get cold or feel the affects of ice against his body. What pyro-physicality does is warm the body up to a set temperature. When Spitfire comes into contact with water or ice he simply can't feel the effects such as the cold sharp touch of ice, the wet and refreshing water against his skin. When either comes into contact they sizzle and usually gives off large amounts of steam. Though water from a water mage has magic flowing through it and has a much more powerful effect against Spitfire, making them a deadly opponent for Spit to go against. Somehow this has eliminated long term effects of smoking.

Augment Name: Battle Scars
Augment Description: Due to the extensive training that Spit had gone through in his teens he has become well known amongst the very few people for his battle prowess. His reaction time and thought process are as fast as humanily possible, but his strength is at times considered inhumanly. He is flexible enough to even pull off highly skilled maneuvers in mid air, on ground, in water, or when put under pressure. He has numerous amounts of battle scars on his back and his chest as physical proof of what he was put through in order to become somewhat of a "monster".

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“A little more than kin, and less than kind.”

Spitfire was not his given name. Rather a self-chosen name in which he used in order to forget his given name. His memories which sit sealed in the back of his mind still taunt him, the memories of his past.

As a child Spitfire lived with his parents as a single child. The first ten years of his life is nothing of importance to mention, living a normal life with his parents. Going to school, playing sports, watching the world go around and around without a real care in the world. He did all this alongside his best and most loyal friend-Risou. His life was peaceful, full of childish dreams and ambitions just like any other child would have. That was until he met his uncle, the head of the Kings personal guards, and his father’s brother, Shitto.

It was Shitto who ruined everything. Spitfire’s peaceful life had crumbled upon the death of his father. For a while he could see the jealousy that fueled his uncle. The jealousy and want for the one thing that his brother, my father, had won, the love of his love, my mother.
Shitto was always a greedy man, obtaining everything he wanted through force, it was always his style, that’s what made him such a powerful man, and one of the best suit to keep the King protected. He was the type of man who wanted nothing but to climb to the highest point of the food chain and put everyone under him through hell.

When his father’s death had occurred his uncle had jumped in and seized the opportunity he had created for himself. Within a month of his father’s death Spitfire’s mother had remarried to Shitto. They moved into the large castle in the center of Crocus and from there on out he lived with his mother and step-father. Shitto adopted Spitfire and pulling him out of school to begin training for the Rune Knights and then later the Kings personal guards. Spitfire had no qualms with it because the way he saw it, was it gave him an opportunity to become strong, to take revenge.

“The time is out of joint: O cursed spite,
That ever I was born to set it right!”

Risou was no longer there for Spit. His father had been murdered, his uncle the murderer and remarrying his mother had caused him to become hell bent on taking revenge, even after he confronted his mother about this the only thing she could say was that she didn’t believe him and that all she could do was be as respectable and be the best a mother and wife could be. It was all such a sudden change from his old lifestyle that he decided to only set his goal to one thing, revenge. Many of his nights and days were full of training, from the second time he put a sword into his hand he had made an oath to himself, to kill his uncle.

He knew his resolve would drive him to the darker end of the spectrum, but the only thing he could think about was that resolve. His friend Risou was wise for someone as young he was. He only wished Risou was here to give him his opinion. Anyone would do, as long as they kept Spit company. It was not to long after that he met Peter. A young boy who was brought into the castle from another town, someone who Spit (over time) had become fond of. Someone he could call a friend, someone who would stick with him for a long time, to set him on the right path. Despite Peter knowing nothing of the previous incidents Spit was reluctant to tell him, the only reason he hadn’t let Peter know of anything to do with his past was because of the resolve to revenge his father.

More of Spitfire's history will be revealed as he develops.

P.S. I had absolutely no muse when I wrote this history so please pardon my utter terrible writing skills, I only wanted to finish my profile as I know I was taken to long to finish it. Will redo when I find that muse.

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Faceclaim: Mikoto Suoh - K Project
Other characters: N/A