Post by nekadose on Dec 8, 2009 0:09:56 GMT -5
••Who am I to not be known?
SimonGradyDyatrikt
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??I am a a man and i am about 25 You can contact mePMI currently live in the Easterntime zone.[/center]
••''Let Me Tell You Something Here...
Interests:[/font]
-Classical music
-Art
-History
-Studying appearances
-Horticology
Fears:
-Losing control
-Anorexic people (more of a loathing than a fear)
-Failure
-Aurora getting hurt
-stuffed pigs (as in plushies)
Addictions:
-Flirting
-Seduction
-Violence
-Torture
-Chex mix
Characters Position:[/font] Other
If Other, what is it?:Aurora’s personal assistant.
••''My Once Upon a time...[/i][/color][/size]
Family:
Paula Dyatrikt - mother - dead
Mikael Dyatrikt - father - dead
Description:
He is 6'3 , with auburn hair. When loose his hair reaches down to the middle of his thighs, but he usually has his hair up in a double braid, which makes it reach his mid-back. His hair is always braided unless he is seducing someone, or Aurora specifically orders him to let it loose. Due to a birth defect Simon has three colors on his right eye that manifest in rings of color fading into one another. It begins with honey gold in the outer ring of the iris, followed by emerald green, and ending with a bright jade green near the pupil. His left eye is jade green.
Simon has a lean form, with a medium muscle build. He is usually seen wearing either a crisp black suit or pinstripe suit. He is usually wearing a microfiber armor underneath said suit.
Personality:[/font]
Simon is calm and collected. He is seldom seen reacting physically to anything. He is calculated, always thinking things through within seconds before taking action. He has an undying devotion to Aurora, but only to Aurora. Given his position, he doesn’t take orders from anyone else but her.
Simon is an expert at information gathering, specially through seduction. He loves a challenge, be it intellectual, playful, or physical. He is sweet and caring, but only to Aurora. He doesn’t care much about other people, unless they are the Elites. Everyone else is inferior in his eyes. He is rather conceited and self-centered and feels that people should be lucky to look at him. This comes from working for a fashion designer.
However, Simon does have his moments of kindness. He would never harm a child or an elderly woman. In the company he rarely speaks to anyone but Aurora and the Elites.
History:
Simon was born in Russia but didn’t stay there long. His mother and father were outlaws running from the government and trying to hide when Simon was born, therefore he ran with them. When he was three years old, Simon watched as his mother and father were killed by Russian police when caught trying to cross the border into Georgia. Simon was thrown into an orphanage near Siberia for children of war crimes.
Simon was always the quiet type, always watching others as they played and laughed, thinking of how they moved and being able to copy almost anything anyone else ever did. When Simon was 12, he showed an aptitude for martial arts and was adopted by a man who owned a training facility. The man’s name was Dulton. That was it. Simon learned what he could from Dulton and decided he didn’t need to stick around any longer. Simon left his adopted father by the age of 15 and started his life on his own.
Simon was pretty as a boy and as he grew he became more and more attractive and found he was able to get almost anything he wanted from almost anyone if he acted well enough. By the age of 19 Simon had almost perfected his seduction and knew more guns and bladed weapons then he did people. He practiced on his own constantly with knives and swords and went to shooting ranges for target practice so he could master both styles.
Simon was 20 when he was enlisted with Zephyr Tech. They were in need of specialized security and Simon applied himself, landing the job easily. He trained well with the others of Zephyr Tech and learned all there was about the company. He started the year after a woman named Aurora started working with the company and helping run it. Simon met her once and he felt the need to protect her. He couldn’t explain why, he just did.
When Aurora inherited the company and renamed it, Simon was 22 and she hired Simon as a personal assistant. He did all the filing, coordinated all of her meetings, took her calls, helped make her schedules and got her coffee in the mornings with her bagel if she so asked.
By the time Simon was 23, he had proven himself and became her personal body guard as well as assistant. Simon was to go everywhere with Aurora, meetings, dinners, he took her home at night and picked her up in the morning. Unless otherwise stated, Simon was always there no matter what. Simon, by this time, had perfected the art of seduction and could get any information out of any target. If he couldn’t seduce them, he was also more then proficient at torture and could get information that way.
Now, at 25, Simon has been with the company for five years and still no one know much about him other then Aurora, but everyone seems to have awed respect for him.
Goal or Dream:
To succeed in helping Aurora make her way to the top and become the best at seduced based attacks.
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Faction:(
••'' Something is not quite done here...[/color]
About you:
[/color]{* = Required}[/center]*Login Name: Nekadose
Location: Columbus, OH
*Brief example of Role Play:[/font]
Simon woke up at 5:30 in the morning and smacked at the alarm clock for the off button. “Damn thing...” He mumbled as he rolled out of bed. With a heavy sigh, Simon went to the bathroom of his master bedroom and tentatively stepped on the cold marble tiles of the floor. After a quick, steamy, shower, Simon started the tedious job of drying his thigh length hair and braiding it. One of the many reasons Simon had great upper arm strength was because he spent almost thirty minutes braiding his hair each morning. “Why do I do this everyday?” he asked his reflection as he finished the six strand part of the braid and merged it into the normal looking three strand braid. “I know why, because last time I went to work with my hair down, Aurora did nothing but try to pet me and put me in her odd looking clothing.” He answered himself with a smile as he continued to work on his hair. After the braid was finished, Simon went to his closet and picked out his favorite black suit with the white pinstripes, a dark green silk shirt and a silver tie, also silk. He smiled as he pulled on his crisp suit, reveling in the feeling of the softness against his skin and the way he looked in the mirror. “It’s a good thing I work in a fashion company, people would get the wrong idea of such a beautiful man.” Simon smiled at his own conceded attitude and finished putting his tie chain on.
Simon hummed to himself as he collected his briefcase and headed towards the door of his penthouse apartment. Mr. Stolt, the elevator operator, smiled at Simon when he entered. “Morning, Mr.Dyatrikt” The old man said. Simon nodded and looked at his watch. It was 6:25 and the car would be waiting at 6:30 on the dot. He pulled out a planner book and checked the day’s plans. Aaurora had a meeting with some of the board members of Irkalla to go over monthly budget and other such things. That was at 9 am sharp. At noon, she had lunch with her Elite leader to go over how her men are doing and what improvements might be made. After that her day was pretty much open as far as he knew. As the elevator stopped and the doors opened, Simon heard the first crash of thunder and heard the rain start to fall. He sighed and walked to the front desk.
“Yes, Mr. Dyatrikt?” The young woman with bright blue eyes asked. She must be new, Simon didn’t remember her.
“Yes, my dear.” He purred. Color instantly flooded her face and she looked down at her paper. “I am in desperate need of an umbrella. I have asked the manager to keep mine down here for me in case I need it. It’s a large black one with silver spikes on the tips.” Simon gave his hundred watt smile and leaned on the counter, letting his braid trail on the counter a little. The young woman looked at it as though it was gold, shook her head and disappeared under the counter for a few seconds and came back up with the large umbrella. She blushed brightly and held it out to Simon. “Thank you, lovely child.” Simon smiled and walked away to her sputtering.
The large black town car was waiting just as it always did every morning when Simon walked out fo the doors. He didn’t need to open the umbrella but he would when he picked up Aurora and when they got to the company building. He smiled as he handed a slip of paper to the driver saying where to stop for the coffee and bagels for Aurora and himself. When they got to the privately owned coffee house, Simon got out of the car, walked and picked the already waiting order of two cappuccinos and two large bagels with cream cheese and a muffin and blueberry scone. Simon smiled. “Thank you Suzanna.” He said to the older woman at the register and handed her a fifty dollar bill and walked out. She called a thank you as the door closed behind him. He liked Suzanna, she always had the best coffee and scones, and she was one of the few people that are immune to his charms, and that always made for good friends.
Simon sipped his nice warm coffee as the car pulled up to Aurora’s home. He got out and opened the umbrella and waited by the door, smiling as he heard the click of the lock opening before the door itself opened. “Morning, Aurora.” he said simply, holding out the untouched coffee.
*Role Playing Experience in Years: Just over 3 years
Stardust Rain: I've played a bunch of characters here, some of which include an empress, a rebel, a victim... and the list goes on.
Silent Hill-Inferno: Here I played a schizophrenic woman named Sydney who becomes the sidekick of one of the greatest villians in the roleplay.
Twilight Reality: I played a lot of characters here, given I helped my dear found and run it. My main character was the lowly human assistant of the queen of the vampires.
Star Wars: Abysmal Dawn: Here I played the apprentice to an Abysmal, a strange race from beyond the Outer Rim who use the Force to destroy life.[/center]
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