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| Ares | Jul 17 2010, 12:56 AM Post #1 |
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Name: Ares Age: 24 Sex: Male Territory: Dragons Roar Rank: Guardian/Hybrid Digimon: Ryudamon is a Rookie Level Beast Digimon. He is one of the naturally born X Digimon. He has an old interface on his forehead and is assumed to be a former "Prototype Digimon". He follows the Bushido code. He wears an expensive Japanese-styled armor on his body that, despite his heavy defensive powers, can allow him to jump onto the enemy's chest daringly and fight via light movements. He is a master of attacking with the spirit of a samurai and isn't afraid of any powerful enemies. It's said that his Digi-core is carved with the battle data of both a military commander and a dragon of Japanese myth; at the time of being experimented on, he was said to digivolve quickly into a powerful Digimon. Digivice: Season 1 style. The essence of flame makes up its very color. ![]() Character Summary: Although Ares is a T-Shirt, Jeans, Black Boots, and Hoodie kind of guy. At least in the real world. In the Digital World He will most often be seen wearing ancient Japanese style clothing. This is what he favors as it is his favorite time in history when Samurai walked the land. Ares is of average height for someone of his ethnicity. He is a Native American. he is muscular with white hair. This is something that happened to him at a young age. As to why his hair turned white has eluded him. His father a 40 year old man still had hair as black as night itself. As for the style he wore his hair in, He had most of it long enough to spike up with the bangs grown out to his chin. As for Ares's eyes they are Green on the outer edges and bright gold on the inside close to the pupil. An odd color also for someone of his heritage but something he never questioned he liked the color of his hair and eyes. He has multiple piercings his lip once on each side, his left nostril 3 times. both of his ears gauged to 00, both his Tragus as well as an orbital on each side. He also had a tuft that was 6 inches long. Ares is a computer programmer as well as a builder of custom gaming computers. This is his job in the real world. He does not hate his job he just hates the human race. He finds them sickening and repulsive as a whole. They have no respect or dignity or honor anymore. It is a world he is not happy to be a part of. If he could he would destroy the piece of shit cesspool in the blink of an eye. This is why he spends a majority of his time in the Digital World. He is not an angry man just bitter but if rubbed the wrong way will not shy away from getting hostile, and he does not and will not take shit from anyone. Extra Information: Ares suffers from insomnia, so energy drinks are a must for him if he wishes to go on with a life of any kind. He favors Bawls as most people form the gaming and electronic cultures do. Ryudamon will not touch them. He keeps his body pure while Ares treats his like an amusement park. Something most people do not know about Ares is that at night when he isn't gaming or working on rigs (computers) he is one of the top hackers in the real world. Real World Information: Ares is a professional computer programmer who works for a moderately popular software company. He is often getting into arguments and quarrels at work with the other people there. They just piss him off all the time. He hates that he works with people who seem to have the same knowledge of computers as his 3 year old nephew. One night after leaving work he was driving home on his Motorcycle when some jackass cut him off and almost caused him to crash his bike. Needless to say he was pretty pissed, but the guy never stopped so he just headed home. Once he arrived at his apartment he unlocked the door and turned on the light. He closed the door behind him and reached up to his head and pulled his black bandanna off, he then threw it and his keys onto the coffee table. His dog was already scratching at his feet. I guess you wanna go out huh girl. She looked up at him as if she knew what he was saying and wagged her tail. He opened the door and walked out, the night air was nice and soothing it was a bit damp, but it still felt good. He stayed outside with his dog for almost an hour before he realized he hadn't heard from Samantha and she was due home around the same time as him. They always got home at the same time. He found this odd but chucked it up to traffic. Heading back into the house with his dog in tow he closed the door as she cleared it narrowly missing her tail as he usually did. He even manged to accidentally catch it a few times. He felt like a shower, this was break from his usual routine as he usually checked on his rigs as soon as he got home but he was still a bit worked up about almost crashing his Bike. He walked to the bathroom and turned on the light, walked to the shower, turned on the hot water and pulled the pin to start the shower, he stripped off his hoodie and shirt in one movement, undid his belt buckle and leaned down and unzipped his boots, kicking them off one by one he unzipped his pants dropped them along with his boxers hopped into the shower and pulled the curtain closed. While under the water he couldn't shake the feeling that something was horribly wrong with Samantha she was NEVER late. Scenarios played through his mind as droplets of steaming hot water hit his flesh, what if there was a wreck what if something happened with her family. Chill out man she would have called its just traffic. With that thought he washed his hair and himself. He stepped out the shower onto the grayish black mat on the floor, and reached to his right to grab a towel out of the wooden cabinet. OF COURSE NO TOWELS! He remembered seeing a a folded stack sitting on the sofa. He walked out the bathroom and went to the living room and grabbed a fresh towel and dried himself off. After he was finish towel drying he went back to the bathroom with the used towel on his left shoulder and he was holding the stack in his hands. He placed the stack of towels into the cabinet and closed it. He threw the used towel into the hamper and picked up his clothes. he walked out turning the light off behind him and walked towards the kitchen throwing his clothes into the bedroom. He would sort through them later when he went lay in bed with Samantha while she slept and he tried to sleep. He turned teh light on in the kitchen and went to the pantry he grabbed a bag of ranch flavored chips it was about half empty and a wooden clothes pin held it shut. He walked over to the refrigerator and grabbed a Bawls and headed out to his computer room. Turning the light off behind him he stubbed his toe on the corner of the doorway. He swore a few times and continued on his way. He pushed open the door to his computer room with his foot and and flicked on the light with the knuckle of his left hand. He say something strange on one of his monitors. A note...with a puzzled look on his face Ares walked over to the desk and set down his snack and his drink. It was Samantha's handwriting...the note read. Ares By no doubt you have noticed I am not home yet... That is because I am not coming back. I am sorry I never meant to hurt you but I cant keep doing this.. There is someone else..I met him at work a few months ago and we just hit it off. We have been secretly seeing each other for almost 2 months now. He is headed in a direction I want to go. You you are always bitching about the world and how you hate it. How you wish it were still legal to kill someone as long as it was a fair fight. I cant put up with that shit anymore..I love you and i know you love me but its...its...just not enough anymore. I am sorry Ares you will find a girl that is great for you. One that is better than me. I promise. I wasn't right for you we are from totally different backgrounds. I will be back Monday with my brother to get my stuff while you are at work. Please don't be there..I will leave the key in the office. As Ares finished the note he began to ball it in his hand as he made a fist. he threw his hands at his monitor throwing all four of them to the floor a couple of them breaking as they hit. He began punching the walls and swearing this continued for about thirty minutes until he finally calmed down. Taking a few deep breaths and whipping the last few tears from his eyes he walked to his room looking for his pants. I need a fucking smoke. He flicked the light on with force and found his pants a few seconds after. he leaned down and reached into his left pocket he found his Zippo lighter. Reaching into the other pocket there were his cigarettes. He had just bought this pack he knew it had only two in it. He opened up the green pack of cigarettes and placed on in between his lips. He brought his lighter up to his chest and flung the top off and struck it. It sparked right up he placed the flame to the end of the cigarette and lit it. He inhaled a deep breath of mentholated smoke. Then something caught his attention. His pocket was lighting up. he could hear the noise of his phone Vibrating. If its that bitch i swear.. he reached into his pocket and pulled out his phone and was hesitant to look at it. On the screen was an egg with odd marking on it. His phone was locked up. He could not power it down or get the image off his screen. So he pulled the battery out. The image faded and he waited a minute taking few more drags off his cigarette. He placed the battery back in and the image came right back. Oh what the fuck is going on now. If i have a fucking virus on my brand new phone! He walked back to his computer room with his phone and smokes in hand and placed his phone on the desk. He had to asses the damage to his main computer. Aside from two of the screens the others were still fine. he unhooked the two broken ones and placed them in the closet. He noticed his dog curled up in the corner shaking. Come here girl. Im sorry I didn't mean to scare you. I guess that's what we get for trusting someone huh? Now i have to replace two monitors and the drywall in this room. lets see if we can keep my phone from going on that list. With that he scratched behind her ears for a minute with his free hand. He stood up and walked over to the desk and powered on his rig. It took it only a minute to power up. With that being done he attached the USB cable to his phone, as the noise for the connection being made was sounded, Kokoromeshi was opening his Bawls and taking a drink. he put his hands on his smokes he had just finished one but he wanted another. As he put his hands around them a bright light filled the room coming from screens in front of him. He felt a jolt through his body and could feel himself passing out. He would awake much much later in a world he could have never imagined. The thing that would wake him was even more amazing than this new place he was taken to. |
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