♚ // Face Claim Full name Face Claim: Kim Jiwon / Bobby Group/Band/Occupation: iKon Nationality: South Korean Faceclaim age: 25 (21st december, 1995)
♚ // Character ; Basic information
Quote: Tables turn, bridges burn, you live and you learn
Full name character: Senth Mihr (real name) / Seojun Kim (korean alias) Nickname: Hyungteo (used solely by those who’ve known him before having arrived at Insolitus) Realm of birth(if earth, nationality): Demonrealm Age: 52 (passes for 30yo in human perception) Date of Birth: 23rd november, 1969 Gender: Male Preferred Pronouns: He/him/his Race: Preliator Sexual Orientation: Bisexual What is the level of Korean and how did they learn to speak it (For non-Korean characters from other realms & other earth-countries): Native-like, he’s learnt the language before arriving in Seoul
♚ // Character ; Appearance
Skin Color: Light tan Eye color: Black, without a clear difference between pupil and iris Scars: One on the bridge of his nose, one across his jaw on the left side; multiple on his back and torso Piercings: Both earlobes and a brow piercing Tattoos: One on his right hand, similar to this, but smaller. Another one on the left side of his face, close to the eye and one on the back, in between his shoulders, continuing on the chest Hair color: Black (prone to change) Abnormalities: When enraged, the blood vessels of his eyes snap, flooding the scleras with blood and thus causing them to turn crimson red Horns/ wings/ etc.: n/a Transformed form: Skin disappears completely, exposing a muscular mass of a charcoal shade; fatal areas and the upper half of his face are covered by a dark, bone-like matter, giving the impression of an armour. Human physiognomy is lost as well (lips), teeth taking the appearance of fangs on both rows.
♚ // Character ; Personality
Six personality traits: Loyal, disciplined, altruistic, principled, hedonistic, brutal, resentful
Likes: Collecting cold weapons, horror movies and mangas, training, dry humor, tattoos Dislikes: Obnoxious people, arrogance, dishonesty, virtue signalling, inquisitiveness Manias: Given his past experiences, when in a room or enclosed space, Senth will place himself in such a way so he can see the door. Also, in his house, blinds are never completely open. Phobias: Claustrophobia & sedatephobia; both developed while in isolation. Not necessarily a phobia per se, but the sound of keys jingling on a key ring causes him distress Animal: White tiger Religion: n/a Favorite song: SchoolBoy Q - Collard Greens Vice: Wrath Virtue: Charity
Personality description: A family that preys together stays together. Or maybe it was pray? That's a detail, he goes for the first. Blood comes first, followed by the ones who’ve been there through thick and thin and those he cherishes. This is the core principle of his morals. The life philosophy and dynamics in his family forged him this way. Senth is not the type to let down and would cut a throat open for those that matter to him. While not necessarily expecting the same, he values faith and loyalty, his trust being hard to gain and easy to lose. And boy, he’s a resentful one. He might not straight up hurt those who wronged him, but the preliator has a hard time forgiving. He’d give the food out his mouth for his loved ones, but careful with the demand, because Senth is far from stupid and has a good nose for leeches. At first glance, Senth tends to give off the impression of a rather intimidating individual, given the way he carries himself. In truth, this man is all about letting loose and having a good time; whatever it takes to keep at bay inner demons and lead a somewhat enjoyable life. Take one poison to cure another type of action. One should not fall for this apparent recklessness, his code is hard to crack, and although he’ll keep it civil and cool he won’t let people in easily. He can be one’s best friend, brother or lover for the night, or a couple at that, but no phone call the other day is pretty self-explanatory — he’s let it at that, no strings have been attached, nobody’s gotten in their feelings. Substances don’t untangle tongues in this case and intrusiveness doesn’t sit well with the preliator. Too many questions will only raise suspicion and break the deal, he’s had enough with interrogatories. Senth is not the one to present himself as something he isn't. He's honest and quite humble, the type who doesn’t shy away from his origins and upbringing. From this perspective, he seeks no business with fabricated personas and arrogant people. Disrespect and flaunting are not appreciated, and when rubbed in his face he will promptly put one in their place. Second chances occur rarely, Senth sticking usually with the first impression he’s formed on someone.
Short-range teleportation (1m): While seemingly useless due to its weakness, Senth has thoroughly trained this power to exploit it to his advantage. He mostly uses it in close combat, to take opponents by surprise or gain momentum.
Fighting. type: close combat. Weapon category: bladed. Type: knives. As a preliator, Senth has been trained ever since he was a child, thus resulting in a precoce acquisition of force and technique. Naturally having a strong figure, the focus of his instruction has been placed on exploiting and developing the power of his own body for full contact fighting. Knives, the weapon in which he specialised himself, would complete the picture of what was expected to be a ruthless killing machine. What has been lost with his clumsiness in ranged combat, Senth compensated in incredible accuracy at hitting his target from a distance through knife throwing.
Secondary weapon of choice: brass knuckles. Senth has discovered and begun using the knuckles in the human realm.
Smiting. Although Senth rarely forges his own weapons given the variety on the market, he’s learnt the specific technique of his family.
Physical: high pain tolerance. In the Mihr family, those who proved themselves weak in ranged fighting would be subjected to a different, brutal physical training in order to elevate their pain tolerance. As a consequence, Senth can endure a great deal of damage without losing his ability to fight.
Short-temper. It’s in Senth’s nature to be fuelled by anger and hatred. Although his character has been forged by his experiences in the human realm, there are certain things that still linger in his veins. He’s managed over time to somewhat control his aggressive impulses, but limits are thin and any injury brought upon his family, loved ones or race can drive the preliator past tolerance.
Ranged fight. In front of swords or any fire weapons, Senth has a considerable disadvantage. He mostly relies on stealth or full blown aggressive attacks, therefore if one managed to keep the distance, nothing besides his teleportation would help him dodge a bullet.
Addictive personality. Although he’s a fully functional individual, Senth cannot stay away too far or too long from whatever chemical mix he’s indulging in without experiencing feelings of anxiety or irritability. As some products are used for mood regulation/anger management, in their absence chances are his impulse control decreases.
Violent nightmares. It is not uncommon for the preliator to wake up in the middle of the night a sweaty mess. These tormenting dreams relate directly to the years of imprisonment and usually occur throughout certain periods of time, being triggered mostly by stress. As a result, Senth avoids sleeping at night and prefers to fill those hours with more pleasurable activities.
♚ // Character ; The Villager
Job/Occupation: Unlicensed pharmacist (drug dealer) Lives in: Vighulir Lives in: Sunna Apartments ♚ // Character ; The Past
Date of Birth: 23rd november, 1969 Date of Death: n/a Crime Record: Senth doesn’t hold a criminal record anywhere outside the human realm, where he’s been on the wrong side of the law as part of a group involved in illicit activities based in seoul. Most of the crimes were carried out in said city, on very few occasions other locations in the country representing an interest. Human realm: 1988-1995 - drug possession & distribution, commissioned acts: aggravated assault, arson, bribery, burglary, extortion, harassment, robbery (never arrested) 1995-1996 - aggravated assault and premeditated murder (convicted; sentence: 25 years)
Has your character attended Insolitus Academy in the past? No
When it comes to Senth, whatever ideal about childhood should be put aside because his infancy has no hugs, birthday cakes and cotton candy in the amusement park type of fantasy. The Mihr family was one ruthless kin, part of a larger clan of preliators that could never put behind the story of their birth. It has been passed down throughout the years from generation to generation, indoctrinating the offsprings as part of an ample, spartan like education. The Mihr children were forged to become brutal, thirsty for blood, to fight until their very last breath and endure excruciating pain, especially boys. Everyone had their place in the Mihr system of hierarchy, no individual was left behind, regardless how weak, but each had to prove themselves useful in a way or another in order not to be removed from the lineage. the Mihrs wouldn’t kill their blood, the survival of the kin and of the race was far too important for them, but such individuals would not be recognised as descendants.
In such a climate, little Senth developed to become a weapon in himself, and got to experience first-hand one of the many ways in which his family dealt with those who lacked one of those valuable skills. Years upon years of pain and blood destined to train both his mind and his body. One might assume a treatment so seemingly preferential could only lead to internal conflicts between the members, but such behaviour hardly ever occurred. envy had no place in their minds, it was a foreign concept simply due to the fact that it wasn’t birth that dictated one's status, but his abilities. It was all merit, the Mihrs couldn’t afford petty behaviours as their focus was mainly set on tightening the bond as much as possible. For this reason, a child would not be spending much time with their parents, being raised by their maternal uncle alongside those from the same generation.
Once a preliator reached a level deemed satisfactory by his mentors, he had to choose his path. Some stayed with the clan, to protect their relatives and ensure the continuity of their respective families; others would decide to spend their lives hunting down demons and angels alike, too intoxicated with the desire for revenge. Senth's uncle, though, was more of a visionary than the rest. He's seen the human realm back in his day, knew the pleasures and the advantages of that world and how privileged a strong preliator could be if put at the disposition of the right people. The man had connections to such individuals in Seoul city, gained their favour and protection years ago, in exchange for a supply of other such ruthless weapons like him. And Senth, together with some cousins were a fine batch to be sent across. It was under his training and guidance that the preliator underwent extreme routines, thought out to forge his human form against potential dangers, while resorting to his transformed form was strictly interdicted. The reason behind this prohibition was to inhibit the instinct to shift and to assure that he would pass for a human as much as possible. As a consequence, given the high influence and authority his uncle exerted on Senth, he has never changed forms in the human realm.
Thus commenced a life of crime in the undergrounds of the korean capital, activities carried out only after sunset. Senth’s done a bunch, got his hands stained with gasoline, various poisons and blood, yet never had he ever questioned his choices, for it was all done by the side of his kind, under the guidance of the man who was just like a father to him. But not everyone values the same principles; when stakes and risks are high, some prove themselves to be nothing but mere cockroaches and give a brother for their own skin. the wrong person messed with Senth, or better said, he messed with the wrong person and that was an act that would cost the preliator 25 years of freedom.
Prison years could only compare with the training in his childhood, a brutal experience on the body and psyche alike. His aggressiveness would mostly keep him in isolation, while the discovery of his true nature would subject him to the cruelty of humans so weak that they had to challenge a restrained preliator just to get the chance to actually strike a couple of hits. This experience changed him, made him add yet another race to the list of creatures he despised. To this day it remains a mystery to Senth why he hasn’t been killed while serving. Yet, he’s bothered many, without discrimination, big names and small thugs alike, this way destroying any chance to come back on the streets after release. There was only one path after those years, to find refuge within the borders of Insolitus, as Senth didn’t want to go back to his realm. It was in part out of shame towards his uncle and family, in part because this life in the human world actually grew on him and he was not yet ready to return and retreat to raise the children of his sister.
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