Post by EZEKIEL ADAIR on Jan 2, 2012 20:45:33 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][cs=3][atrb=width,510,btable][STYLE=font-family: times; color: #543528; font-size: 50px; line-height: 48px; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: center; border-bottom: 1px solid #9c8e74; border-top: 1px solid #9c8e74; letter-spacing: -2px; margin-top: 10px;]THE CITY OF LONDON[/style][STYLE=font-family: times; text-transform: uppercase; font-size: 10px; text-align: center; letter-spacing: 2px;]HUMANITY IS LEAD BY US MEN.[/style] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]( MR. ) EZEKIEL LEON ADAIR.[/style] | ||
| [atrb=style,width: 90px;][STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]DATE OF BIRTH: [/style] | [atrb=style,width: 100px;][STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]29/02/1861 ( 24 )[/style] | [atrb=style,width: 90px;][STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px; text-align: center;]MALE[/style] |
| [atrb=style,width: 90px;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]OCCUPATION: [/style] | [cs=2] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 13px; padding-left: 5px;]If you really must know, I'm a butler. It's a humiliating job, but someone has to do it.[/style] | |
| [atrb=style,width: 90px;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]PHYSICAL: [/style] | [cs=2] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 13px; padding-left: 5px;]I myself happen to be a demon. We are horrendous creatures, though we often take on the form of a human to blend in. I'm quite tall, or maybe everyone else is just extremely short. I rest at about six foot two. I have no need to measure myself, so there's no need to be exact. I'm amazingly thin, and people find it hard to believe that I'm pushing one hundred seventy pounds. I'm quick and agile with the strength of a few dozen men, not that I like to brag or anything. I could probably go on and on about my features. I have long blonde hair, which I usually tie back, since it usually likes to get in my way. I have clear blue eyes, which only covers my true eyes and the identity that they hold. My skin is pale, but I can't say I mind it. I have been told I look quite feminine, I don't see it, but it must be my bone structure, though I won't complain for I am quite happy with my appearance. My clothing is another thing. It never changes. I dress in black tailcoats with a nice pair of black pants and shoes. Though I do wear some golden jewelry. Despite my dislike for my job and everything, I still have to look my best. [/style] | |
| [atrb=style,width: 90px;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]COMMENTS: [/style] | [cs=2] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 13px; padding-left: 5px;]I might be a butler who is supposed to have perfect manners, but I'm known to be quite rude. I'm naturally sarcastic and often a little crude with my humor. I'm not fond of the human race, but due to my contract I must remain obedient for the most part. I'm a clever little snake who is confident and a wonderful sweet-talker. underneath my hard exterior you might be able to find a loyal friend. I'm one that likes to hide behind a mask. My past is nothing extraordinary. I'm obviously not twenty-four years of age. I've been around for quite some time. I've had numerous contracts with humans and find them to be completely and utterly ridiculous, but I can't complain for they feed me their souls in the end. I must admit it's humiliating to work so hard to protect and obey someone who is only going to wind up dead in the end. After a while I gave up on the contracts, feasting on the souls of those who are impure. After a while I got tired of their dirty souls, wishing to feast on something that could actually peek my interest. I found a human in need of my services. In the end I will harvest her soul, no matter the cost. I can't risk getting attached, not now, not ever. The reason why I feel like this is probably due to my crazy past. I once had a master that I cared for deeply. I had warmed up to her so quickly, and did everything for her, and not just for the sake of our contract. There was something genuine in the end, and I sadly had to steal her soul. It was an agonizing thing to do, and in the end I realized you can't get close to everyone.[/style] | |
| [atrb=style,width: 90px;][atrb=vAlign,top] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 12px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]SIGNED: [/style] | [cs=2] [STYLE=font-family: times; font-size: 13px; border-bottom: 1px dotted #9c8e74; padding-left: 5px;]BEE[/style] | |
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