The Puppet Master: Tongues Of Fire Whisper
My Ethics: 'Accept that which you cannot change, Change that which is unnacceptable'
My Given Name? Rikki Chapman
But You Can Call Me: Rikk
XY: Male
My Wanna See My ID? 18
I Ain't No Freak: Human
As I Am: Rikk stands at 5ft 9'' tall and of slender figure. He cust a muscular figure but nothing too over the top. With his wild purple hair, Rikk's always one to stand out in a crowd (probably not a good thing at that) and is never seen without a pack of cigarettes on his person.
My Moral Compass Points: Neutral-Good
It's Not An Act: Rikk tends to look at things from a logical point of view and can become quite detatched in some cases; which can lead to a very harsh and somewhat cold response. This of course does nothing for ladies' but everything if tactics are needed. A friendly guy to be around and one to always crack a witty remark. But don't let it fool you, Rikk will fight beside you to the bitter end - but only if your loyalty is unquestionable.
My Past Says Alot Of Things: Whoever said that everything happened for a reason was probably right. Just Rikk never believed in that destiny crap. None of that preordained fate for our purple haired boy. Oh no.
Born in 1990, Rikk was raised as every child was and was content to be raised amongst his family. His younger years passed without incident as did his first few years of his teens. At the age of 15 however, it all went a little awry.
Rikk had always been adept at music and knew how to make any emotion felt through the notes that he played. Just little did he know that he had more of an effect on people than he knew. Rikk could drive people wild with anger or break down with grief and every feeling inbetween.
He was a Siren to an extent. He could manipulate thoughts through song.
After a series of 'incidents' and his family finally coming to terms with Rikk's... Gift. They have gave him a choice; move on or never use his manipulation. As Rikk had no idea how or what he did to make his musicial flair come to life, he played a song one night of rememberance. Or the lack of.
With his fmaily none the wiser to ever having another relative within their household, he bid his childhood home farewell in silence and hit the road.
Any weapons/armor you have: My hands are my tools.
Any items you have:A collection of rings upon his right hand and a silver chain at his neck.
A ring marked with tribal markings for instinct.
One marked with the masks of comedy & tragedy to symbolise performance.
A silver band with a dragon to show willpower
A final band marked with the symbol of infinity to show that nothing never truly ends.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Various experiance in hand-to-hand combat and the abillity to lull people into a full sense of security with manipulation via music.
Character Weakness/Flaws: The hinderance of trying to find the good in people, no matter how evil the entity may be. And also a fear of silence.
Friends: None right now.
Enemies: None right now
Lover: None right now.
Dorm: Nine
Theme song: 'The Stage Is Set' - Nobuo Uematseu
My Ethics: 'Accept that which you cannot change, Change that which is unnacceptable'
My Given Name? Rikki Chapman
But You Can Call Me: Rikk
XY: Male
My Wanna See My ID? 18
I Ain't No Freak: Human
As I Am: Rikk stands at 5ft 9'' tall and of slender figure. He cust a muscular figure but nothing too over the top. With his wild purple hair, Rikk's always one to stand out in a crowd (probably not a good thing at that) and is never seen without a pack of cigarettes on his person.
My Moral Compass Points: Neutral-Good
It's Not An Act: Rikk tends to look at things from a logical point of view and can become quite detatched in some cases; which can lead to a very harsh and somewhat cold response. This of course does nothing for ladies' but everything if tactics are needed. A friendly guy to be around and one to always crack a witty remark. But don't let it fool you, Rikk will fight beside you to the bitter end - but only if your loyalty is unquestionable.
My Past Says Alot Of Things: Whoever said that everything happened for a reason was probably right. Just Rikk never believed in that destiny crap. None of that preordained fate for our purple haired boy. Oh no.
Born in 1990, Rikk was raised as every child was and was content to be raised amongst his family. His younger years passed without incident as did his first few years of his teens. At the age of 15 however, it all went a little awry.
Rikk had always been adept at music and knew how to make any emotion felt through the notes that he played. Just little did he know that he had more of an effect on people than he knew. Rikk could drive people wild with anger or break down with grief and every feeling inbetween.
He was a Siren to an extent. He could manipulate thoughts through song.
After a series of 'incidents' and his family finally coming to terms with Rikk's... Gift. They have gave him a choice; move on or never use his manipulation. As Rikk had no idea how or what he did to make his musicial flair come to life, he played a song one night of rememberance. Or the lack of.
With his fmaily none the wiser to ever having another relative within their household, he bid his childhood home farewell in silence and hit the road.
Any weapons/armor you have: My hands are my tools.
Any items you have:A collection of rings upon his right hand and a silver chain at his neck.
A ring marked with tribal markings for instinct.
One marked with the masks of comedy & tragedy to symbolise performance.
A silver band with a dragon to show willpower
A final band marked with the symbol of infinity to show that nothing never truly ends.
Any battle skills/magical powers you have: Various experiance in hand-to-hand combat and the abillity to lull people into a full sense of security with manipulation via music.
Character Weakness/Flaws: The hinderance of trying to find the good in people, no matter how evil the entity may be. And also a fear of silence.
Friends: None right now.
Enemies: None right now
Lover: None right now.
Dorm: Nine
Theme song: 'The Stage Is Set' - Nobuo Uematseu
