ONCE UPON A TIME (LOL) there was a demon lord named Shamashin. Lord Shamashin, like many other demon lords, had one of the most powerful dark matter in the world. He frequently collected more to increase his power and prestige. Slashing through lesser demons to obtain more dark matter, all seemed well for Lord Shamashin.
One day Lord Shamashin and his mistress had a son. God help him for what he had seen. This baby had solidified dark matter embedded in his forehead. He was shocked, but he didn't mind. He even thought of the child as a trophy.Later he realized he must remove that matter. The child would go berserk one day, not able to control the powers the matter bestowed upon him. Not only that, but demons all over would want to kill his son! That wouldn't do. So he made a spell to remove the matter. This spell left a scar on the child, but it was harmless. All was well. Not for too long, though.
An even more powerful demon lord appeared one day to claim Lord Shamashin's castle. This demon lord's forces easily began to win the battle.
My life was pretty normal for a long time. I guess. I lacked parents during those so-called crucial and easily corrupted first years of my life. I grew up at an orphanage. I really did. I wasn't ever adopted; I remember this one time this couple said I was a devil child and that I didn't belong in an orphanage with "saintly" kids such as these.
Yeah. Real cute. I grew up with two of my best pals, Apolo and Veotik. We had some good memories. Apolo eventually became old enough to be on his own, and I didn't think I'd see him again, but I did. When I left the orphanage, all three of us decided to find a place to rent, and we got a free ride when this insane human(I think she is) girl showed up claiming she was our owner and she had been waiting for us for a long time. We went along with it anyway. She paid our rent in this huge apartment building, which in reality kept all the weirdos she claimed to own. It was good to some degree. Apolo ended up being somewhat of a leader to everyone in the "family".
I don't wanna go into details. We lived relatively peacefully with the rest of the world, until I discovered that mad Lupe named Balthazar who captures Faeries. I couldn't stand the idea of their abuse, so I spent hours of the night devising plans to rescue them. Apolo assisted me. I went out quite a few times, usually taking the entire night to pilfer smuggled faeries and set them free. Of course Balthazar's henchmen took a beating for it. But I wanted more. I wanted to face Balthazar myself. I thought I could do it. I discovered his hideout.
I went to this hideout one night with Apolo, and we took it by storm. Just the two of us! It was great. We intended to completely demolish the bottling factory. Balthazar was angry, however, and when he faced off against us, he really intended to kill us. I got hurt, but Apolo was the one who took the worst damage. I felt really bad about it, but even worse that we failed. The idea of failure greatly upset me. I thought I was going to be a hero or something stupid like that. I really was that foolish.
I quit my night-time vigilante impersonation, and focused more on my social life. I had a day job to take care of at a restaurant once known as Roleplay Cafe. Once the manager... passed on... I didn't have much to do. At least I didn't have to come in all groggy and tired from the night before.
Also, during that time period, I developed this... fanbase composed mainly of girls. It was annoying as heck, being stalked by friends of Jay. That I thought I couldn't handle, but it got worse. It became public. It wasn't so bad being recognized by people in that thing Jay calls the Beauty Contest, because I was rooted for by those girls, but I didn't know how to handle that kind of attention. You could say I still don't, but I often deal with it by behaving oblivious. Getting ticked off made the girls squeal and get all swoony.
What really got to me wasn't the owners, but their pets. I've had quite a few "girlfriends", if you could put it that way. I don't. In my opinion, they just wanted me for my good looks. (By the way, I think I'm quite unattractive as far as looks go.) I decided to play around with some of them, not really sure what kind of girl I was looking for.
THENNN I met Hateou. Well actually I knew him already from the point I was talking about my Balthazar hunting, but whatever. He turned pretty evil at one point and wanted to open up a portal to the underworld for some long reason I don't feel like explaining. Despite being a zombie, I had his puppet turn on him and kill him... again. I felt pretty bad once he got dragged to the underworld, so I decided to go after him with Vayako.
We successfully rescued him from this evil djinn, but I had to replace him, body and soul. I wasn't dead, just stuck there. He did some pretty horrible... things to me. I don't want to talk about that either. I'm ommitting a lot of things, huh? While I was there, I finally met my father, who... rescued me and brought me to this huge castle called El-Rua. This probably doesn't sound believable after all that other realistic stuff I talked about, but I did say my normal life was temporary.
There I met my mother too, and a whole lotta servants that worked for them. I lived a life of luxury during that time, even though I didn't totally believe they were my real parents right away. It especially bothered me that my dad didn't think I was really "warrior material", and I was pretty weak and pathetic. Yadda yadda, the end. C: Oh, did I mention I'm a bad story teller and tend to lie? Yeah.
Name: Unsonant
Gender: Male
Age: 20
Species: Chomby
Status: Darigan
Father: Lord Shamashin
Mother: ?????
Siblings: None
Homeland: El Rua
Owner: Jay
Level: 7
Strength: 13
Speed: 11
Defence: 8
HP: 14
Intelligence: 37
Times he walked into the BD: 0
Times he got into a brawl: 0
Times he left with bruises: 0
Times he chickened out: 0
Times he bragged about it: 0
Likes and Hates
No srsly its likes and hates. Nothing in between. XD
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What I Like
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What I Hate
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Sleeping
Felina
Boardwalks
Mischief... sometimes
Modern things
Being right
Sweets
The night
Remi
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Mornings
Hateou
Bigger jerks than me
Fangirls
Love Stories *barfs*
Being wrong
Jay drawing me in stupid clothes or positions!
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Personality
Unsonant is a complex character whether anyone realizes it or not. He's always developing in some way and so summing up his characterization is kind of hard to do. (He's my baby LOL) We could start with saying Unosnant was /never/ meant to be attractive looking. He just is to many people apparently. This is still true to this day as he generally has low self-esteem about his appearance and social status. He has a sense of pride that prevents him from admitting his faults, but it isn't hard to destroy his ego by insulting him.
Besides having an ego, you can probably tell Unsonant is pretty testy. He has short patience for strangers and familiar figures alike, believing that his soft side is a weakness. He often thinks most people aren't worth bothering with, so those that aren't driven off by his rotten personality are generally those he can tolerate. The orphanage he grew up in taught him nothing but compassion and love, so it is odd that he lacks a strong sense of these virtues, but they are not entirely nonexistent.
Unsonant clearly has a conscience proven by his deeds in the past; breaking into Balthazar's warehouses and freeing the smuggling bottled faeries isn't something a heartless person would do. He isn't much of a "demon" in that aspect. He certainly has compassion but fears rejection or ridicule so much he rarely shows it to people. He sounds like some total misanthrope or "emo", but Uns doesn't mope around at all either. He still has his tendencies to act like a normal man barely in his twenties. Pretty responsible but still mischievous and trying to make the most out of life in his own way.
And then there's that part of him one can't really give an explanation for. Naturally, people are irrational. There's no rhyme or reason to why some people behave a certain way sometimes--either that or we are just never told why. In either case though the most realistic part of him is from irrational thought and really does have a mind of his own. I can't tell you why Unsonant tends to bluff and lie, or why he chooses to participate in his father's affairs, killing other demons and whatnot. Surely these aren't things that align with his personal morals, but for whatever the reason, they're still there. He certainly hasn't finished maturing or forming his conscience, and maybe his flippant and random decisions are him trying to realize who he really is. If I were him, after all thats happened to him I'd probably be going through an identity crisis as well. Others constantly tell him who he is and isn't.
Unsonant's identity is something we have figured out, but he hasn't figured out quite yet what the purpose of his existence is.
