IDENTITY
I am ... who I am.
The world may go on its own
But I always will be me, until the day I die.
And no one or thing can change that.
I am ... who I am.
The world may go on its own
But I always will be me, until the day I die.
And no one or thing can change that.
Name: Cyprianus, Sion Aestavil
Gender: Male
Age: 16
Birthday: 09 / 13
Sexuality: Bisexual
Special Characteristics: Well, he's not much out of the ordinary, considering he keeps his physical scars well hidden under his choice of clothes. They're all over his back, by the way.
PERSONALITY
My mind was blank, once.
It took so much time, but I remembered.
Who I was ... what I am ...
And how I willfight Escape DESTROY SURVIVE.
My mind was blank, once.
It took so much time, but I remembered.
Who I was ... what I am ...
And how I will
Likes:
- Charity - Since he's a bit reluctant to part with his jewels, his version is always help and assistance to those in need. Course, he might end up making new problems if violence is called for as a solution.
- Fighting - Despite what others may think of him, he enjoys a good fight every now and then, as he makes the most of the eventual catharsis that comes from it. Except against Fairy Tail. If he MUST fight them, he'll do so screaming at the top of his lungs in fear and making a break for it at the first available opportunity.
- Food - Doesn't matter what, even if its barely edible: He'll devour it along with pounds of more where it came from. All of it goes down into the vast black hole known as his 'stomach,' where it is also rapidly processed considering he never seems to end up morbidly obese.
- 'Friends' - A network of people goes a long way, as they say ... wait, who's they? Ah well, while he may not be the best and closest of friends, if you happen to get to know him, he will ALWAYS have your back. Technically.
- Knives - What? He just happens to collect them! ... And use them a little. Okay, maybe a lot.
- Pain - Yet another curveball for those who expected the 'softie' Sion to be ... well, wimpish. Although pain since it does indicate someone or something has successfully inflicted physical harm on his person is unpleasant for most, he'll take all but the most excruciating with stride. And perhaps a cackle.
- Strawberries - While he loves food in general, he just so happens to enjoy this particular fruit the most. And anything that so happens to contain it. It's caused him a lot of troubles with vendors since he eats their products impulsively, usually before paying.
Dislikes:
- Bugs - Being a clean freak, most bugs hold a special place of contempt in what's left of his heart.
- Blood - If it needs to be spilled, so be it. Doesn't mean he likes it in any way if its anywhere outside a physical body meant to contain blood.
- Guns - Chalk it up to bad memories. Nothing too traumatic, though. That and they either tend to be too noisy or too flashy for him to take.
- Heights - He's not sure why, but there's just something dizzying about looking down at the ground from high up. Enough that he dislikes it significantly.
- People - He may be friendly and open, speaking to anyone who wants his attention, but on a deeper, internal level he's massively uncomfortable with the whole affair of socializing.
- Surprises - He's not fond of being caught by surprise, by anything. It usually results in something snapping inside his head and him proceeding to bawl like a small child. And if not bawl, then visibly pale and take a moment to regain composure.
Motivations:
- For now, the Guild life calls to him, but before he was lost. He wants to belong ... somewhere, anywhere, in this world, seeking both a home, and a purpose in life.
- The scars of the past ache, less so now, but the pain lingers. He wants to become strong, to protect himself . . . and others from suffering like he did.
- He desired freedom, but now that it's his, that desire has morphed. Above all else, he wants revenge on his tormentors not brought to justice for the years of cruelty.
Fears:
- Coulrophobia - THE FEAR OF CLOWNS. It all started when he ran into a drunk clown still in costume about a month ago in the dead of night who ... you know what, it's too disgusting to recount. Just know that said clown barely survived with his life and masculinity, but the damage was done to Sion's mind.
- Dark Guilds - His suffering came at the hands of a lesser Dark Guild, which fortunately has been dismantled by the Rune Knights. But, even if he hates all dark guilds that revel in spreading suffering, even if he wants all of the 'evil' guilds to be wiped off the face of the planet . . . he's still terrified from his own experiences. Though, apprehension at the mention of such guilds is occasionally quick to transform into anger.
- Fairy Tail - Once upon a time, he looked upon Fairy Tail with a mixture of awe and glee. This was the one of the most famous (or perhaps infamous?) guilds in Fiore. The powerhouse guild of wanton mass property destroyers from Magnolia Town, FAIRY TAIL. Then he read up more about their penchant for mass destruction, then he witnessed from a distance the scope of some guild member's destructive capacity which tore upon a least couple blocks for one lousy common criminal. And then he became convinced Fairy Tail was filled with obscenely powerful maniacal members who enjoy wrecking towns while doing Jobs, and his mind ran with that vision and never looked back.
- Himself/'ZION' - Technically two different things, but both are intricately connected. The latter is his past, with that name being the one forced upon him. His fear of Dark Guilds, particularly those who are especially vicious and dangerous to civilians, stems from the agony and humiliation he suffered while bearing that name. Enough that he wishes to keep it buried for the time being until he feels he can deal with it, which would entail on making sure he comes to grips with his current self. This brings us to the former . . . while he is far from an emotionless shell, the front he puts on belies a dark and raging spirit that wants to kill his ex-tormentors in as brutal a manner as possible. And this terrifies him, that the thoughts exist ... and that he finds them appealing.
Personality: A troubled soul is the best way to begin. Tragic events and suffering tend to be grand catalysts in producing an individual who is mentally, if not physically, scarred from it. The weight of the trauma affects all in different manners, but when the wounds are most raw, it often is apparent how deep those scars run within the psyche of the victim.
Good luck trying to figure that out with Sion.
Although a recent development in his personality, he has become a much more ... expressive person, shall we say? A klutz through and through, stumbling about his life after a handful of misfortunes, and tumbling onward in a piled heap with an apologetic smile and amicable warmth. He is quick to socialize, a voice once lost now easily playing with the language and eager to join with others. But while he IS a very much approachable person, a careful observer might note that his speech is polite, his tone reserved, and his self ... distant?
Pleasantries and small talk he excels at, and can bring about the beginnings of long-term friendships given the correct conditions ... but he cannot go further. Perhaps those scars, while running deep and expansive, are also closer to the surface than he imagined? He WANTS to reach out, to understand, and to truly be with others, but he won't. More accurately, he doesn't want to take that risk. The world terrifies him for the evils it can harbor, PEOPLE terrify him given any one person's ability to fall into that evil. Both these fears make him hesistant to open himself up, and lead to a third concern, that of himself: Not just his wellbeing, but what would become of him if he could not keep his thoughts and emotions in order. All three of these fears, one a direct reaction to the other two, are so much that he would gladly walk an empty road to his grave rather than believe, either in the world or in someone else . . . or himself.
This rejection is a little odd, given the social nature of humanity, and while he may have many irrational thoughts, he's far from unintelligent. You could say his general acumen and social understanding is advanced to absurd degrees to allow him to fabricate a personality, so as to avoid drawing additional scrutiny. To blend and maintain his composure to the perilous world about him, he created the great facade of 'Sion Cyprianus, fledgling magus seeking adventure!' rather than be the torn "B-22, Zion: Failure" and thus functions in the world with a smile on his face. This goofy teen male, with a ridiculous appetite (and diet consisting of anything remotely edible or made entirely out of strawberries) and puzzling attraction to violence, has only existed for so long. But, even if its a self-fulfilling mentality of loneliness, it works to soothe his fears and until he stops being afraid(of the world, of the people, and most importantly, of himself), this will be the only thing he can ever be. But enough of his social facade and the inner persona that created that barrier. That stuff, while important, isn't really all that interesting! After all, what's more fascinating is what makes 'Sion' tick.
Well to start, it wasn't a joke that he was literally terrified with the world, primarily due to the evil that naturally exists, but it doesn't just stop there. Perhaps he may not show his fear due to skill and practice in maintaining composure and the persona, but if his facade should break (and it would if he's caught completely by surprise), expect him to immediately go into a panic and if in physical distress, flail violently while attempting to flee. As such, while he's seen as a 'nice guy', he's also viewed as 'easily spooked.' This of course refers to situations in which he would not already be reserved or outright on his guard, such as entering hostile territory or engaging in direct combat. Given this part of his nature, he can also be seen as 'sensitive' given the shock causes him to start bawling. And often he finds it difficult to stop, despite how 'girly' its perceived as or something. He's also a bit fussy in that, to the best of his ability, he worries for the well being of others who are not immediately or have not recently attempted to murder him. All this as well as possessing a bit of a fanatical clean streak and doing his part to help others in the world ... y'know, when it's not part of a job and therefore he's being paid for it? It's unsure if these elements were also fabrications, or if true aspects of being that his persona built itself around ... that is, signs of what else he could really be.
In combat, once again assuming not completely caught by surprise to make his mind go into immediate panic, his normal behavior allows him to additionally maintain extreme mental discipline throughout battle. Also, given his violent past, he is not one to back down from a fight, unless the odds are outright hopeless. Or it happens to involve Fairy Tail, in which case he will immediately drop to his knees and beg for mercy the very instant he learns what guild they're from. His background additionally, makes him quite efficient and quick-thinking (another use of his generally sharp thought processes to make snap decisions, that is), and he utilizes both strengths to efficiently decide on a course of action, be it offensive or defensive. Due to travelling alone for some time, he's a bit slow on working in a team dynamic. But, given his level-headed nature, while he may not be wholly cooperative with the team, he will at least be supportive rather than attempt to challenge the enemy independently and will also take actions that most benefit himself and his allies together.
While mostly acting independently, but never conflicting with allies in battle, that doesnt mean he's necessarily bad at following orders or taking them. It's just that, given trust issues and being used to deciding on what to do for himself all the time, he has a tendency to not heed 'orders' (suggestions, on the other hand, seem less hostile and are more likely to be considered). Following orders only occurs when he actually IS cooperating with someone and they are guaranteed or have a high probability of being allied with him, and even then only if he has reason to believe that they have the superior will and more thorough grasp of the situation. In the event that neither of these conditions clearly are fulfilled, he will either assist to the best of his ability while continuing to act independently. In rare cases where he is familiar with his current allies, but feels no one is able to take charge, he will make an attempt to coordinate concentrated combat tactics.
Or hey, in rarer situations, only where the fight is in their favor, he might just decide he's REALLY enjoying it and ignore everyone else to vent every last bit of his frustrations on the enemy. Often brutally.
GENERAL APPEARANCE
A vessel of flesh and bone,
though I remain myself, my form ...
What the world sees of me, rather than in me:
Has changed enough that I simply cannot care.
A vessel of flesh and bone,
though I remain myself, my form ...
What the world sees of me, rather than in me:
Has changed enough that I simply cannot care.
Height: Five feet, six inches. (176.6 cm)
Weight: 160 lbs (72.6 kg)
Hair: Light purple hair kept a bit long, has a tendency to crop up on the edges and stick outwards or upwards.
Eyes: Green eyes
Skin Tone: A light, though healthily colored tone.
Appearance: A teen standing at a decent, average height with a bit of extra weight more from bone and muscle rather than fat. Sion's appearance does not bear much in the way of uniqueness, unless one counts the odd combination of the coloring of his hair and eyes to be 'unique' enough. Skin is overall rather healthy in coloration and on the surface, barring some deep erratic set of cuts or perhaps even slashes into his back. His face, rarely seen without a bright smile, is noticeably free of most blemishes as well as facial hair. His physical form is one that has been honed, not wholly voluntarily, maintaining an overall slim, toned physique which has helped him in his travels.
As for his choice of attire, well, when he can afford it, he'll be definitely the sort that doesn't lack in variety of clothing. But for now, up until his arrival at his intended destination, he'll be wearing a uniform like outfit with primary colors of black and magenta. If anything, it could be a rather snug nylon jacket that serve as the exterior most of his clothing, and considering he keeps the thing shut, one can only wonder what he wears underneath it. At least until he takes it off. He's also accustomed to adding a light brown (khaki) cloak to what he may be wearing.
GUILD
I am NOT alone.
And I am NOT afraid!
I AM SION, MAGE OF SABERTOOTH!
OUR FANGS WILL RIP OUT THE THROAT OF EVIL!
I am NOT alone.
And I am NOT afraid!
I AM SION, MAGE OF SABERTOOTH!
OUR FANGS WILL RIP OUT THE THROAT OF EVIL!
Guild: Sabertooth!
Tattoo: The Maw of the Tiger(Well, technically a Cat, but still), upon being received, shall be branded upon his left shoulder in a light shade of cyan (light aquamarine)
Rank: D, as per the wont of all new characters lacking distinctive characteristics or unique heritages. If I can apply for a higher rank, I would love to. But in the case that I cannot, D it shall be.
![Master [1000]](https://i.imgur.com/AQXM4xC.png)
![Senior [500]](https://i.imgur.com/Nmfn8cD.png)
![Novice [250]](https://i.imgur.com/lrYlde6.png)
