Post by Cosmic Love <3 on Jun 23, 2011 18:43:51 GMT -6
Hecatoncheir Brynhild Zellette
[/color][/b][/font]no dawn, no day, i'm always in this twilight, in the shadow of your heart
[/center]NICK NAMES[/color] Hecaton
AGE[/color] 15, April Seventeenth
GENDER[/color] male
SEXUALITY[/color] homosexual
MEMBER GROUP[/color] Ebonwumon
CANON[/color]
DIGIMON[/color] Renamon, Biyomon, Palmon, Hawkmon, Kudamon
CRESTS[/color]
Love- Hecaton is a very affectionate person, he cares for anyone he sees has a kind heart. He becomes attached to nearly anyone he meets period. He feels everyone is inherently good, so even if someone is evil, he will do his best to love. He personally needs no love back, but greatly desires it at the same time.
Sincerity- Hecaton is very truthful to anyone. Knowing that the truth sets you free, he resents lies completely. If a certain truth is devastating to the person he's talking to, he will try to be as gentle as possible to not hurt them in the process.
Hope-He always hopes for the best in any situation. His biggest hope is to find love, romantic love. He has made the mind set that it'll happen one day, but everyday he is saddened since it never seems close.
PLAY-BY[/color] Sophia-from Karakuridoji Ultimo
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SO THEN. TELL US WHAT YOU LOOK LIKE?
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He stands at 5 feet and 8 inches. His creamy yellow hair adds a few inches because of its intense volume. He has large, baby blue eyes that are very cool, calm and collected at most times. He has rather large eyelashes and thin lips on a heart shaped head. His pale skin that veils his slim figure seems almost like porcelain, giving him a fragile-like appearence to most. Hecaton almost always has his hands clasped with fingers intertwining each other. He usually sport a very small yet warm smile on his face as much as he can.
He enjoys wearing a snug, teal, v-neck t-shirt, he loves how it accents his eyes. Hecaton wears slightly baggy pants that are an onyx color, they also have many pockets. Hecaton keeps them on with a belt that has a stainless steel heart that appears to have been made with a crack running down the middle. On his left ear, he likes wearing an earing that's a teal, crescent moon, the chain is an inch long, making it sway to and fro.
Hecaton barely ever wears actual shoes. He just admires the simplicity of his black, plastic flip-flops. He wears a teal, cresent moon ring on his left middle finger. To accent the moon ring, he wears cream colored star rings on the rest of his left digits. He wears a necklace adhorned with a beautiful creamy yellow crescent moon and star intertwining each other. The necklace is long, going to the middle of his chest.
OKAY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR FABULOUS SELF?
[/color][/center]Hecaton is a rather shy person. He is even quite shy even to his family. He almost always blushes after a comment/compliment, since he feels it was a stupid thing to say it to begin with. He can be very hard on himself only because he really wants to get anything he does right. If complimented to, he blushes wildly and closes his eyes and clasps his hands tightly. He always tries to add a bit of grace to everything he does to seem appealing at first sight, though this can backfire greatly on himself. He appreciates company whenever it is given to him. Unfortunately, he feels that he's a bit of a waste of time.
Hecaton is terribly self conscious, he feels sometimes that the eyes are always on him, and not in a good way. He has a soft speaking voice, and doesn't like to speak too much unless needed to be so. He is not good with handling fast situations, unless adrenaline is being used. He is quite delicate in nature, but if the humour strikes him, he can be the total opposite of his true character. That is not likely however. He enjoys helping tremendously. He feels that people deserve love and charity more than he does, so he forgets about himself sometimes. This gives him a great sense of purpose.
To get his mind off of himself, he thinks about others. It's not in a crush sort of way, unless it is a crush, but in a productive way. He always wants people and friends he knows to be happy, for this makes him happy. Trying to make himself happy by helping himself feels like a waste of time to him. He doesn't exactly feel like it'll do anything for the greater good, so he channels his love into other people and things. Though he is delicate, he doesn't waver from his beliefs at all.
Hecaton likes guys that are taller than him, that are kind and strong, someone that could defend him. He adores pastries with whipped topping, and chocolate. He loves hugs, though he usually can't deal with them. He always appreciates a helping hand unless it is his designated duty to get the job done. He enjoys cooking since it's tasty if done correctly and it's helpful. Kind words are greatly appreciated by him, though he'll humbly reject them usually, he won't let it go to his head at all. he also enjoys music.
He dislikes loud mean people, though he won't stop trying to like them. He is very claustrophobic, hugs are an exception! Snakes make him squeal like a little girl, and so do spiders. Loud unneeded noises drive him up the wall. Lies do not mix in well with Hecaton at all, to lie to him is like punching him in the face...five times in a row. He hates it when he looses trust in someone and vice versa.
INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY LIFE?
[/color][/center]Hecaton has only a mother and father. He could've had a younger sibling, but his mother had a miscarriage. For Hecaton personally, this was very tragic, He always wanted a younger brother/sister, but more in perspective, he felt horrible that a soul couldn't live at all, not even for a day. This tore up Hecaton for the longest time and he was only five when it happend. This gave him a new lease on life, he wants to live out his life for himself and this soul that never lived. Though it's still hard for him because of his delicate personality.
Through most of his elementary school life, Hecaton was picked on a lot. Not just because he wouldn't defend himself, but because it was also rumored that he was gay. Hecaton tried to pay no mind, but every word they'd say brought him lower and lower in his self-esteem. But one day, While he was at home looking up music, the computer went blank and flashed brightly, and Hecaton was sucked in. It was then that Hecaton met Ebonwumon, and learned of this tear going on in this place called the Digital World. Hecaton then decided to stay in this world as long as he could. Since he was so frowned upon in the real world, why go back?
He eventually needed to go back to check on his parents to see how they were doing. When he arrived back he was thirteen, he had been gone for three years. His parents weren't there, in fact, there was nothing really in the house anymore. He yelled and called for his parents but he couldn't find them. Hecaton went outside to see that this house he called home was on sale, and apparently sold. His parents were nowhere to be found and he was alone. He didn't blame his parents at all.
How could he be so selfish as to leave his parents for three years? They must've worried. they must've tried to look, but how would they ever know he was in a computer? He stayed in a depressed state for a week. He stayed in the sold house during this time since apparently no one was moving in anytime soon. With a heavy heart, even though he wants to find his parents, he figured an entire world is more important than his parents. He promised that since he's sacrificing the search for his parents, he'll focus on the Digital World with heart and soul.
EXPRIENCE[/color] Zero years sadly
CONTACT[/color] Sorry, just pm me for right now
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE[/color]
The cool breeze swept into Hecaton's face, and whistled through his ears until it started to fade and it became a quiet and low hum. The blue, clear sky was perfect for this special occasion came out to Primary village for. Trotting down the road to the garden where he'll meet his partner, Hecaton was pondering many things... "I wonder what he or she will look like! Big, small, cuddly, not cuddly, plant, ani-" Hecaton's thoughts were interrupted when the bouncy ground of the garden threw him in the air. Everything went in slow motion for the longest time. This just gave Hecaton too much time to think how clumsy and stupid of him to just trip like that, and ten feet in the air to top it all off!
He landed on his left side and his chest landed on his rings. The quick jolt of raw pain made Hecaton yelp with some force. Getting up slowly, he noticed a little cradle that was rocking wildly. Whatever was in it, it was hiccuping and sniveling. Hecaton shot up to see it was a poor little Leafmon that was woken up by Hecaton's ridiculous stumble. It was starting to get misty eyed and was frowning very intently. "Oh! I...umm...I...ohh!" Hecaton stuttered, putting his hand over his mouth.
"Crap crap crap!" he thought in his head. He wanted to help it a tremendous amount but he didn't know if he was allowed to handle the fresh digimon in the first place. He reahed out, but drew back just as fast. Suddenly the Leafmon started to ball right in front of Hecaton. He took a deep breath and scooped up the Leafmon with as much care as he could. "Shhhh..." He whispered gently. His body was rocking to and fro, the leafmon started to tone down, yet was still very upset. Thinking fast, Hecaton started to hum a little melody that popped inside his head. His body now swaying to the beat he had installed in his head He hummed softly and sweetly close to the little infant.
Luckily, Leafmon responded positively to this little song. Slowly, but surely, drifting into slumber. Hecaton didn't stop until he heard the child start to breathe deeply and contently. Oh so carefully, Hecaton layed the Leafmon back down in the little cradle. Tiptoeing a safe distance away afterwards, a sigh of relief flowed out of Hecaton's mouth. He clasped his hands together to calm himself, and closed his eyes for the time being. Absorbing the warm sunlight was delightful on his pale skin. Thinking back on what just happend, Hecaton couldn't help but frown a little. "This wasn't exactly the entrance I wanted. How ungraceful! How could this happen??" He thought intently, and grunted in disapproval of himself.
Though angry at himself, the excitement and want for his digimon partner restored Hecaton's gusto and smile. He quickly tried to look for an Elecmon he could talk to.
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