Post by oliver v. delvaux on Aug 16, 2008 21:09:14 GMT -5
BEHIND THE MASK&&
[/size]name: roo
age: take a wild guess
gender: hmm... i'll get back to you on that
years of experience: i lost count... six? seven?BACK TO BASICS&&
name: oliver vincent delvaux
nickname: ollie
age: seventeen
gender: male
sexual orientation: heterosexual
race: angel
blood: pureblood
sin/virtue: ---LOOK INTO THE MIRROR&&
celebrity: gaspard ulliel
picture:
height: five feet eleven
weight: one hundred sixty
eye colour: gray/blue
hair colour: dark
heritage: french
tattoos: ---
piercings: ---
flaws:
It seemed impossible for Oliver to have any flaw at all, yes, at one look, people would consider that Oliver have that perfect look, he have a strong feature which could easily hide his flaws. One of the biggest flaw is a large scar on his left cheek which he had gotten during one of his mini vacation at his grandparents place back in France when he was only four. Luckily for him, he just doesn't remember the exact detail of the event. However, that wasn't the only thing, Oliver also happen to have very limited tolerance, even to a point where he could be judgmental towards the people who are in his opinion, wasting their lives away. It doesn't get to a point where he would strangle you to death, he would simply find it impossible to be anywhere near you. He too have a bit of a problem with his temper, but that was something he had been trying to work with for a long time, hey, no one's perfect -- not even an angel at that.
overall appearance: (gah... how do you even describe gaspard >.<)
Overall, honestly, most would think he looks absolutely perfect. Oliver stood at five feet eleven, with broad shoulder and strong frame, that he could have easily literally drop out of school and become a model of some sort. He have a very intimidating yet somewhat a strange warmness still evolve around him which makes it easy for him to be liked -- when he cares about being liked. He have a very strong framed face which even had been scared during his younger years had not damage him at all. He looked just as if nothing was wrong with him at all to begin with, because aside from that, his face was absolutely flawless on so many levels. He look way too good to just be a high school student
Oliver have a pair of piercing eyes, the colours? Well, it's up to the person who was looking at his eyes, at the time of the day, lightest shade of blue or the lightest shade of gray. His eyes holds a certain degree of calmness and cool of which doesn't reflect his inner struggle at all. But, when he is being sincere, that could easily be seen as he had yet to master how to fully hide his intentions -- unless if they were the bad ones. One cold stare from him would probably makes you start to second guess yourself, but he rarely ever threw the form of look, not unless if he can help it. He doesn't like to associate himself with anyone else's lack of self esteem if he can help it. He always keep his hair short and tidy, though, he had gone trough the stage where he had grow his hair out.
Usually, Oliver could be seen wearing something casual, he prefers something that's simple but doesn't make him look like a complete slob. He had always been able to distinguish between the best and the worst style, enabling him to dress his best almost all the time -- well, no one is perfect after all, even if they're an angel. Of course, that means he doesn't rule out worn out t-shirt, he just threw on a jacket with it and, well he's done. Well, that means he could also dress himself for the occasion, he could easily pull a formal wear, he had only been doing it for as long as he could remember -- whenever his father decided that it would be a great idea to drag him around to important functions. But, when it comes to school, he would always try to dress like a normal kid.BE YOURSELF&&
likes:
- staying fix at one place
- a bit of stability or a sense of it
- a good book
- traveling
- girls
- silence
- working or doing something
- music
- running
dislikes:
- moving
- chaos and loud noise
- huge crowd
- small talks
- a boring lesson
- stupid jokes
- usage of illegal substance
- unpredictable outcome
strengths:
- he's definitely an intelligent guy
- self control (even when under pressure)
- being completely unreadable when he wishes to
- keeping secrets
- loyal
weaknesses:
- somewhat quick tempered
- not exactly the most forgiving being
- never completely honest
- always seemed to be skeptical
- lack of toleration with those he deemed to be 'wasting their life'
overall personality:
At most time, Oliver prefers to spend time by himself. He enjoys the peace and quiet lonesome could bring. But that doesn't mean he is someone who's no one could ever get anywhere near. He can be quite charming and pleasant as well, whenever it is necessary. He have a certain charm which he had learned how to use since a very young age, making it hard to dislike him, but that doesn't mean he’s totally immune to hate at all. Well, he does have those who would feel uneasy or despise his existence just like any other being, that's only natural for any sort of creature that walks the earth, only that he would rather ignore the facts and went on with life, in other word, in some aspect, he could be very ignorant -- it is something he can't help himself from doing, he have trouble associating with anything less than expected which cause him to shut people out.
Of course, it's hard to miss his obvious confidence which radiate around him. With this he could easily hide his uneasiness or hatred. He could make people believe that he somehow could reach the impossible and in turn people feel like they could hate him for it or even respect him for it. Still, it doesn't seemed to cause him to either lose his head nor composure. He is just a very serious person when it comes to his plans and well, rules. However, he is not completely all serious all the time, he had his moments where he can joke if the time and place is right and breaking a rule or two for the common good is something he would consider every now and then. He too respect any form of rivalry and fight the war or battles with honour -- short? he doesn't cheat. He plays fair game whether or not the opponent does or doesn't.
There are of course, a few things that could easily tick him off. The most obvious is loud music that fills your head until it hurts. He likes to have the ability to think, thank you very much. And loud music had been known to cause him headaches that deprive him from doing just that. After having being dragged around by his father to functions his whole life, Oliver had learned and pick up a certain type of uneasiness hanging in the middle of a large crowd. Sure, with a lot of people, they ended up growing used to the whole idea, Oliver however, just feels as if he is out of place and it is hard for him to breathe especially when he is the center of attention. It's not hard to be when he is being himself, even when he doesn't try and being around his father, he could have easily find himself thrust into the center stage even when he doesn't wish to.CAN'T RUN FROM YOUR PAST&&
parents: francois delvaux (father), gabrielle bellepine (mother, deceased)
siblings: ---
other: alexandre delvaux (grandfather)
pets: ---
overall history: [at least four paragraphs; six - eight sentences each minimum]
Oliver was born on August 24th, into a pretty much chaotic family, chaotic in a sense they never stick around in one place, unable to stay fix and always on the move. His birth was somewhat of a complicated thing which his family doesn't talk about - why? his mother died a couple of days just after from birth complication. Oliver himself doesn't know much detail of the death as no one wish to speak of it, especially his father. He had only learned facts about his mother during his stay with his maternal grandparents during his younger years. Other than that, he doesn't know much about her. Strangely enough, he doesn't feel the need to find out about his family backgrounds and doesn't ask much questions. Everything he had learn or know about his family was from stories which his grandparents had told him -- his father doesn't talk much about it.
Growing up, Oliver spent most of his life moving around different countries and continent. The only time he had ever stayed fix in a place for more than three years period at a time was when his maternal grandparents manage to talk to his father into letting him stay in France with them. Even that doesn't last long - five years. By the time he was eleven, his grandmother passed away, forcing him to once again going on a whirlwind trip across the globe with his father seeing that his grandfather's health was slowly degrading and no longer able to take care of even himself. It was difficult for Oliver to make the transition at first after having to stay fixed for five years but whatever it was, he doesn't talk much about it as he had always been a quiet child to begin with, that and the fact his father wasn't much of a person who can have a heart to heart conversation.
However, the constant moving around and changing of scenery, weather, and everything there is, doesn't seem to effect Oliver's ability to make friends or adapt to the changes. Oliver could quickly assert himself into the life without much problem at all. He would befriend strange and different type of people at times. School was something that comes easily for Oliver, he does well at it. Mathematics and Science turns out to be his best subject -- though, he was never much of a jock, even though he does play sports on occasion, that would be during gym class and or something that doesn't have a huge crowd hovering over just to watch him play. This pretty much makes his father decided to boast about him at whatever function which drives him uneasy -- even when no one thinks it is possible. It had became a habit of his father ever since he could remember.
Well, moving to Vancouver was just another move to Oliver at first, there was nothing much about it for him to protest thought he wasn't sure he'd like the place. He rarely spend his time anywhere near the states before, most he had been is around the east side of the world and Europe. Turns out, it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be. Though he had only register at a school a week after school term had started, Oliver seemed to have no problem at all to catch up with the classes. He made it trough his junior year without a hitch. By the time he was a senior, Oliver was almost ready for another move when his father informed him that they weren't going anywhere until he finished his senior year. Of course, with Oliver, he took the news like any other even when he was pleased that he get to finish what he started -- for once.ALL I NEED IS THE REST&&
secret word: fallen angel
other characters on this site?: none
anything else?: no
sample roleplay:
First day at school, great... Oliver mumbled under his breath. It's not new to him, the first day at school that is. He had one too many of them throughout his life that he can't be bothered to stop and think it trough. The longest he'd be around, well, that maybe around three to five years. He wasn't sure, he never stayed anywhere more than three years, other than that was when his grandmother had insisted that he should stay in France with them -- his maternal grandparents, but the old age had taken his grandmother away and his grandfather had been too old to look for another soul and had since been living in a cosy old folks home. That was the longest he had spent in a place, a whole five years, the first time he had a real home -- and last. Of course, when it comes to the shortest, there was that time in India, he was there only for half a year before he was off to another side of the world. Nothing new, it is still as unpleasant as ever and he still doesn't have much of a say in the whole plan.
Oliver suppressed a sigh as he walked trough the entrance of the large building. A new school. He can't help but feel a little bit of sarcasm seeped into the thought. A new student once again, not something he likes very much. He was after all, only sixteen years old. He walked slowly, keeping his eyes on the signs, occasionally looking at the list in his hand. He'd have to find the administrator office first, wherever that may be. He could feel the stares burned onto his back as he walked pass a couple of older students, right, new school, everything's the same... He thought sarcastically. He had gotten used to the stare after a couple of move, but it doesn't mean that he couldn't see or hear the look and the whisper behind his back. It wasn't something he ever did enjoy or even get used to. Then again, who could ever get used to it? Even when they didn't exactly show any sign of discomfort what-so-ever.
Though, he kept pretending that he wasn't aware of any of the stares or the whispers and kept looking for the signs to direct him to the location. Well, he should have been concentrating -- too late. He had somehow manage to walk into someone and drop a couple of books that was in his hand onto the ground. He quickly scramble down to pick it up, and -- by the time he had turned again to apologize, the person who he had bumped into was already towards another direction, appearing to be in a hurry. He sighed and mumbled a quiet; ”sorry” under his breath.