Post by destery halloway crane on Jun 9, 2012 21:58:00 GMT -5
DESTERY HALLOWAY CRANE
so what made you think that he couldn't find the door in the morning,
when he found that bed so easily in the dark?
so what made you think that he couldn't find the door in the morning,
when he found that bed so easily in the dark?
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TAKING SWEET TIME SAYING
OUR GOODBYES, ONE MINUTE MORE
OUR GOODBYES, ONE MINUTE MORE
SPECIES: dark angel
AGE: twenty-two ((appears eighteen or so))
BIRTH DATE: december twenty-ninth.
SEXUALITY: pansexual. all sexual. anything that moves sexual.
ETHNICITY: english
PLAY BY: andrew biersack
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FEW SCENES FROM MY LIFE
OR MOMENTS MEAN MORE TO ME
OR MOMENTS MEAN MORE TO ME
+seeing people angry+
+carnal pleasures+
+music+
+piercings/tattoos+
+chaos+
DISLIKES:
-rules-
-people he can’t get in bed easily-
-relationships (platonic or romantic)-
-blind followers-
-alcohol-
STRENGTHS:
+he’s got an amazing ear for beats and music and such+
+he’s extremely charismatic and good at flirting and such+
+he knows people inside out, and can exploit them rather easily+
WEAKNESSES:
-red-green colour-blindness-
-horrible irresponsibility and procrastination issues-
-underneath all of his badass boasts, he’s actually extremely uncertain of himself.-
PERSONALITY:
When thinking of Destery, think of a large cat on the prowl. A man who is constantly hunting for everything and nothing at once, and moves with a fluid grace that has a purpose to devour the world. He has an innately dark air, seems horridly confident and carries himself with a faith that no matter what challenge he faces, it will be little more than a molehill to a mountain. His smirk is a flirting invitation, a come-hither glance laced with all the danger one could ever desire.
His predatory smile only falters when his fall to darkness or any other touchy subject is prodded, but he’ll quickly recover his suave air and continue administering his flirtations. Destery has a habit of simply watching people from his post in whichever club he plays for at the time. Scouting out the next victim to his next bedroom escapade. He’s a master of one night stands, horrified of ever staying with one person more than a few days, scared that if he gets too attached to anyone they’ll leave him too easy.
Destery’s reactions to women and men are the same; both are flirtatious and friendly. He tends to be a tad more forceful with women, while he simply tries to slip himself conveniently into men’s lives. As long as he has an easy out, he’s happy to do anything. Try anything new. Walk on the edge of danger, because that’s the only place he feels comfortable.
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TWO, TWELVE, NINETY-NINE
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT
AT THE STROKE OF MIDNIGHT
FATHER: richard blake crane//three hundred and sixty seven//guardian angel
SIBLINGS:
samantha grace atwood//twenty-four//guardian angel
blaise poyet crane//two hundred and thirty//guardian angel
cricket josey atwood//fourteen//guardian angel
OTHER IMPORTANT PEOPLE: n/a
HISTORY:
From an ancient pair of guardian angels, Destery was born with so much more light in his heart. As a child, he was the best boy a family could ask for. Extraordinary grades, wonderful people skills, and a billion friends. He was happy, too. Happy with all of it. There was no such thing as stress in his life. He scheduled everything responsible and never once thought of hurting or using someone.
At twelve, he met a girl. Delany became his best friend in the world. She was a dark angel, but seemed very much like a guardian angel. The only thing keeping her from returning from the brink was, perhaps, that she had never fallen in love. And no one had ever fallen in love with her.
They were never romantically connected, but they loved each other to bits in every platonic manner they possibly could. They were joined at the hip, and both of them were kinder, brighter, shining out because of it. And then Delany did something that the Society didn’t want. She was culled. Destery went through a few months of feeling absolutely nothing, his light fading. His heart dwindled. Hatred, and terrible pain filled the empty space. Darkness hardened him. By fourteen, he was a dark angel. He turned his people skills into manipulation skills. Dropped from his family graces. Killed his friendships and never once looked back.
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PLEASE DON'T LEAVE ME
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
WITHOUT SAYING GOODBYE
AGE: fourteen
EXPERIENCE: six-ish years
OTHER CHARACTERS: louvel
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application template credit to samantha rae of caution 2.0. lyrics credit to the starting line. please don't steal!
