FAUS♰US
tsar ♰ adult ♰ no home ♰ heartless
KISS THE REAPER
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Faustus
Adult
Male
As the setting sun casts shadows along the forest soil, it would seem that this is how his color palette was picked out for him. Faust is an array of blacks, browns and tans with the faintest flicker of cream hidden in between some of the grooves. He is built handsomely and has been complimented before about his being easy on the eyes. No scars mar his flesh and, as a clue to his very subtle vanity, he is always well groomed. Under charred lashes his eyes flash, a stark contrast against the darker pigments of his cloak. They embody fog, are ringed with ash, and are flecked with the faintest trace of moss.
(excuse my lack of a manip, see below for a ref)
Faustus is secretive and quiet when the topic of his past arises and still has the short-temper that he never really grew out of. It is only on rare occurrences that his anger will snap loose of its iron bonds and expose its ugly, venomous head to plain sight. This has landed him broken and bruised, victorious and on the losing side on numerous occasions. He holds himself with a kind of ridiculous pride that is both his downfall and his strength. With it, he will never stoop to swallow his own words, refusing to take back what he has spoken. It's the truth or nothing at all, even in delicate situations. This can improve over time but for now a lie remains flat in his voice, making it easy to pick out. This often can be mistaken for sarcasm, which he, ironically and quite frankly, sucks at. Jumping to conclusions and, every once in a while, placing himself in situations that were originally not his to be in are a gift, however he will stay his hand if there is no evidence of a desired outcome that might benefit him. Faust is more of a gentleman with women, idolizing them (or at least most of them anyway) as gems, each according to her personality. Unfortunately, even the most undesirable of females will receive better judgment than the males. Thanks to his angelic mother, the possibility of trusting males has been decimated to near impossible. Males will not receive the same breed of treatment. Not that he is hateful, he is just biased thanks to his upbringing. He believes that every soul is a sinner, a strange quirk, only marking few as worthy beings of angelic grace that deserve his utmost respect. Sometimes these views are skewed, but we all have things we grasp for in the dark. In this world of demons and angels, there is no other sinner more disgraceful than himself.
Timber
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