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Deon Strayer (Meister)
Topic Started: Dec 27 2010, 08:06 AM (356 Views)
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(Please excuse my crap sample rp. I am but a pupil. I swear it’ll be better!)

Character Name:Deon Casteel Strayer

Age: 16

Gender: Male

Type:Meister

Partnered?No

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Clothing and description:Deon is about 5'8 and weighs 160 ibs. He is thin, has no obvious muscle tone, and looks like he could be blown over by the wind. However, Deon is physically fit. He can lift objects around half of his weight and he can beat just about anyone when it comes to running. Because of his pale complexion, whenever he exerts enough physical effort, his body turns an embarrassing shade of red. (This usually happens when he works out. Typically, his face and whatever body part he is using turns red.) This strange phenomena makes others believe that Deon is albino, even though he vehemently denies the rumor. His irises are black with sharp rings of red around their outer edges which keep him from looking completely normal. His eyes always hold the same drowsy appearance even if he is intently focusing on others. Surprisingly, Deon is extremely meticulous when it comes his clothing and hair. His outfits, which are free of any rip, stain, or tear, are perfect in their cleanliness. Also, his clothes are the only resemblance to any sort of routine that is set in his life; the way he dresses virtually never changes and almost always consists of the same black jacket, white gloves, plain red t-shirt, white belt, black pants, and black boots. The same goes for Deon's hair. He washes it obessesively and refuses to let it dry by any other means except for the "air." Thus, his coal black hair is always shiny and has a slightly ruffled look to it.

History: Deon is the only child of his parents, Mary Angela Strayer and Stephen Strayer. The two of them are normal regular classed citizens of Death City. As such, they function as the typical middle class family. The father would go off to his 9-5 blue collar job, while the mother worked around the home until he returned, tired and grumpy. Then, they all sat around the dinner table and discussed how work went, how the weather treated them, what time the father would be home (which was always five o’clock sharp), and how everybody’s day went. Each and everyday, Deon’s life was structured in an impeccable routine. Everything was in its perfect and proper place. His parents wore perfected forced smiles and everything was perfect and proper, perfect and proper, perfect and proper……………..Everything and everybody except for him. Because from his vision, all Deon could see was a world of rot. The house, in all its perfection kept whispering (but it sounded like shouting to him): “Make me larger! Make me bigger! Make me grander!” And every time his parents complied with its demands, it just made the murmuring all the louder! His dinner, which always consisted of the same ham, peas, baked potato, and cider, always tasted bland no matter what seasoning his mother would pile on his plate. One painting in the corner was always tilted too far to the right, the chair that his father sat in squeaked too much, and the table cloth was ripped in one corner! His parents would always smile at him, but their eyes never did! They always held some contempt for him! Some hardness, coldness, or whatever the hell it was…..That told him he was not truly loved! They cooped him up in his white washed room, which was always foul with the smell of some antiseptic, like he was some disgusting germ! Like they wanted to exterminate the disease that had infected their healthy way of living! And there, in his asylum of a room, the walls kept whispering………….

The young Deon finally snapped with a violent rage that shattered the mirrors, tore up the paintings, broke the chairs, cut the tablecloth, busted the plates, and set fire to their dinners. His dad eventually restrained him before he could “fix” them and immediately sent him to the DWMA. Under the false impression that the DWMA was the BWNA, a nearby mental ward, they had mistakenly sent their mad son to a school that specialized in keeping the world safe from evil beings.

After they shipped Deon away to the funny farm, they replaced him with a black kittten.

Personality: Due to his routine encounters with “perfection”, Deon can’t stand clean and orderly rooms or objects, and thus will attempt to “fix” them by somewhat destructive means. Deon hates strangers as he is paranoid that they'll try and stuff him into some routine that they seem "fit" for him. His tendency to perform odd jobs (when the need arises), makes others believe he needs a structured job, which is the very thing he tries to avoid. Deon will go so far to avoid other people that he'll sneak into certain shops after hours to obtain coveted items such as music or books. He pays for the items he takes, so he doesn't see a problem with what he does. His habit of running away from people have cause Deon to become quite skilled at.........Well,er.......Running away. Sometimes be quiet and evasive just won't cut it. These quirks have caused Deon to keep everything bottled up inside. Therefore, as a consequence he is either extremely quite or extremely explosive. Therefore, different people have different reactions to him.

Those who have only seen and not heard Deon believe he is either "mute" or extremely shy. Younger men could care less about Deon. The jocks poke fun at his stature and look down on him. The others pay him no mind simply because he is "queer." Younger women take him more kindly as they find his reserved side "cute." The older generation believe he is an example to follow. "Children should be seen and not heard!" They often quip and smile broadly.

Those who have only seen his explosive side think he has anger management issues or some type of disorder that warrants therapy. People of all ages and gender tend to stay away from him and have taken it upon themselves to label him as a "ticking time bomb." Several times well meaning therapist, doctors, and the like-have tried to sit down and talk with him about his temper, but every meeting went disastrously. (The only reason he agreed in the first place was because it broke any possible routine, pattern, or schedule that could've formed from his disorderly and unpredictable lifestyle. Usually, Deon would just get up and leave whenever he got bored or couldn't stand the presences of the two things he hated, stranger and doctors, any longer. Other times he would end the conversations by playing dumb and asking questions that circled around their assessments. Basically, he would just frustrate them to the point that their "charity" would wane and they would try to leave on a pleasant note, despite the fact they wanted to strangle the boy for his impudence. Only once did Deon's temper flare during one of these chats. The doctor mistakenly suggested that cleaning up his surroundings would clean his mind. Deon simply replied: "Clean this!" and then proceeded to pour his hot beverage over the young man's head and stormed out.

Due to the mixed review of his behavior, there have been many arguments between the pro-quiet Deon Camp and the pro-explosive Deon Camp. A few of these have ended in physical altercations. (In spite of himself, Deon always sides with the pro-quiet camp. They leave him alone more often and they don't try to get him sent to mental wards.) Far from being an angel, Deon manages to take advantage of the ways that others view him.

For instance, he'll politely ask for a certain item if he knows that the person he is addressing isn't used to him speaking. Deon is more likely to get what he wants because that person would assume that getting the requested item for Deon will make him want to open up to others more often. (He uses this as his way of getting things from other people.)

If they view him as a bomb, Deon will simply do what they all presume and explode. He'll simply scare them into giving him what he wants. (More often than not, when using this form of manipulation the item requested is not trivial.)

In all honestly, Deon would prefer threatening blackmails over his behavioral manipulations, but his sheltered lifestyle has left the informational well dry.

Abilities: Technique Name: “Perfection”
Effects/Description: This is a simple mental trick of Deon’s to remove any trace of fear or pain from his consciousness. Nothing physically changes and he doesn't gain any attributes when he activates the technique. It only gives him a mental edge. He simply envisions the old room he used to live in. Remembering the blinding white color and the suffocating feeling of the room erases any other possible fear laid in front of him. Remembering the overbearing antiseptic smell numbs his sense of pain. Simply put, Deon "locks" himself within his past and lets madness take control, just like it did on the day he finally snapped. The technique lets him attack recklessly in ways that are extremely unpredictable. However, it makes distinguishing friend from foe an almost impossible feat.

Technique Name: Throwing Knives
Effects/Description: Not so much as a technique than it is a skill. Because Deon realized that not all battles can be won through mano-to-mano fist fights, he decided to pick up a longer ranged skill. Deon can use these knives for throwing (obviously),stabbing, slitting, cutting, ripping, slicing, dicing, and whatever other verbs that can be associated to the word knife. He has become quite masterful at the practice as he relies on himself in most situations. Despite his skill, the knives don't stand any chance against actual Weapons. Deon is more than willing to bring his knives to a gun fight, but he still likes to tilt the playing field to a more level place, if only by just a fraction. Deon does this by hiding his knives around various locations on his body. His favorite spot is the spring loaded mechanism attached to his wrists. (They allow one knife for each.) but Combat Style: Under normal circumstances, Deon is an evasive fighter. He always waits for the opponent to make the first move and then proceeds to analyze their attack styles before he goes on the offensive. However, under pressing circumstances (impending death or perfection for example), Deon is prone to go berserk and attack everything that moves. The way he fights in this state is unique as unlike most other beserkers, Deon doesn't rush in and attack his opponents in a blind fury of rash attacks. Instead, he'll trip over himself like a drunkard and spout nonsensical taunts until his opponent makes the first move. The only time he'll ever attack first is if he gets too bored waiting for his opponent to come to him. Deon will proceed to parry the oncoming blows with unorthodox movements and then attack in the same unorthodox manner in which he defended. After this phase of attacking, Deon will cease defending and will always be on the attack. (Even if in reality he is actually defending.) Deon's above-average speed coupled with his unusual movements make it possible for him to keep attacking his opponents. It is to be noted that if Deon feels as if his weapon is getting in the way of destroying his opponents, he'll discard him or her and use his own throwing knives. Generally, his style seems to match that of a drunken martial artist, however, his attacks are more focused than what they appear to be.

"Though this be madness, yet there is method in't."

Miscellaneous Information: Hates working out in front of people, confrontation, rooms that are much too white, doctors, nurses, hospitals, ham, peas, baked potatoes, and apple cider. He likes things to be disorderly and enjoys good books and metal music. He also has trouble dealing with schedules of any kind and dealing with strangers.
Strengths:

  • Agility
  • Manipulation
  • Handy with throwing knives

Weaknesses:

  • ”Clean” items
  • Has trouble going on the offensive
  • Doesn’t trust other to do their job correctly

Roleplay Sample:: “GRAAAAAAAAGH!” Deon was violently tugging at the roots of his hair and his eyes were crazed and bloodshot. If anyone had walked in on his little “tantrum”, they would’ve assumed he had discovered that his new apartment had been trashed by hooligans or the like. However, that wasn’t the reason he was screaming like a banshee. Deon had gotten up drowsily and once he blinked the sleep from his eyes, he discovered that one of the windows in his apartment was still in perfect shape. There was no stain, no crack, and no smashed bugs to be found. If some innocent bystander had figured out that this was the reason that the boy was hollering bloody murder, that unfortunate person would’ve sent him to the BWNA where he belonged in the first place.

Too bad there was no such person around. His loss.

“I’ll fix you!” Deon had finally stopped his awful yelling and instead opted to solve his problem……………...With a hammer. “I’LL FIX YOU!” He shrieked and swung the hammer with a deranged grin that not even a grandmother could love.

Dink!
The only sound that filled the tiny apartment was the clinking of glass, the heavy clunk of a hammer being dropped, and a sigh of relief. “I’m glad I got that fixed!” Deon smiled brightly, stuck his hands in his back pocket, and whistled a cheery tune as he exited the demolished room and entered the demolished living room. It wasn’t hard to figure out why he had no weapon partner. The problem wasn’t due to his previous behavior. He hadn’t made his “quirks” known just yet. The problem was the fact that he hadn’t talked to a single student in the past few days that he had attended the DWMA. He simply avoided them all. He always made sure to get into his classes at the last possible second and to be the first one to come out. He skipped his lunches and evaded all possible contact. Even so, he knew it would come to an end. Eventually, someone would find a way to approach. There really was no point to his charade, so why even bother?

Perhaps it was fear? Maybe deep down inside Deon didn’t want people getting close to him? Maybe it was because his parents never “loved” him enough? Maybe it was because he didn’t make the crack in his window big enough? And maybe-

His circular reasoning didn’t stop until he had arrived at the DWMA.
Edited by TheMisleadEmpress, Jan 2 2011, 12:14 AM.
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Hey there Mis.Empress,sorry this mod has taken so long in the typing, Shini and I are on something akin to Christmas holidays ^^ anyhow, let's get down to business~

Clothing and description:
You have done a great job of describing the face and complexion, but it would be great if you could go into a little more detail on the clothes and hair :3

Personality:
This is a great start, but I would love to hear more about how Deon interacts with the world and how the world in turn perceives him. 

Techniques:
perfection- what does this entail? How does Deon perform this mental trick?

Misc:
Some of this could make an excellent addition to the personality section, for example Deon's aversion to schedules and strangers.

Overall:
This is a well written character, although it could still do with a little fleshing out. I look forwards to seeing what you make of him ^^
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No problem! I don't mind a wait. Thanks for the kind review. ^-^ Yeah, I kind of figured I should've explained more of how the technique worked but it was 2:00am when I wrote it so that was put on the back burner. XD.

So, I've gone back and edited and hopefully it is too your liking. It would probably be more of a benefit to do this sometime later than 3:00am, but I'm on break and have no life so....XD
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Abilities

The berserker mode seems to give only a mental benefit to Deon – is this the case or is he actually endowed with super strength/endurance/speed whatever? (I am just asking to make sure I understand this technique fully ^__^)

Combat Style

could you add a little bit about how Deon acts when berserking? Is it unpredictable aka drunken master, or unpredictable aka Maka Madness? - that sort of thing

Strengths and Weaknesses

you mention agility and throwing knives here but not anywhere else on the profile? Could you perhaps make more of a point of this in either combat style or abilities?

I would be interested to know what you mean by manipulation ^__^ - if Deon is either extra-quiet or berserker angry, I'd be interested to know how he manipulates people?

Does he still have trouble going on the offensive while in berserker mode?

Overall

Thanks for the edits you have done so far, I'm really impressed with the amount of effort you've gone to and I feel like I already have a much better idea of what kind of character Deon is and what he is capable of. This profile is really close to being accepted ^__^ I look forwards to seeing it finished~ Deon will make a great addition to 42!
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Happy New Year! ^-^

Thanks again for the compliments! Hopefully all is well with my edits!
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Sounds fine~ ACCEPTED
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