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Name:
Revnoir Kayrouz
Age:
24
Gender:
M
Physical Appearance:
**Picture slightly inaccurate**
Standing at 5'9'', Revnoir is about the average height for a man. He's built more for speed and flexibility than brute strength, giving him a leaner appearance than most of the bullies on the playground. His eyes are a bright amber giving them the appearance of being made of gold, and his skin is decently dark though if one were to describe it it would still be considered a Caucasian skin tone. His hair, naturally dark brown, had been turned to an extremely shade of gray due to his faulty Core. Now, his hair gives off a fractal-esque reflection under bright lights and the color refuses to wash out. Revnoir also has a fair amount of beauty marks on his face, most being at the corner of his mouth or beneath the edge of his eyes.
His clothing choice doesn't help with the sometimes gothic appearance he claims not to have intentionally. He's most often seen wearing dark gray or black clothing, and has a clear preference for sweaters, hoodies and long sleeves shirts.
**Skin tone is lighter than in picture, and there is no eyepatch. Also, little dark beauty marks aaalll over**
Personality:
Revnoir isn't the cheeriest Weaver on base, but he's got a sense of humor. He's an asshole, but he's a funny asshole, or at least an asshole with a dark sense of humor. He's also not one to censor his words, swearing like a sailor no matter how many scowls or glares he earns. Though, underneath the asshole-ness he's actually quite an emotional person. He quickly takes things to heart despite the fake smiles he's learned to plaster to his face whenever things are hard. He's the sort to bottle things up until it explodes, though recently he's been taking medications to help with the mood swings this bottling up has caused. He's highly protective of those around him, always keeping an eye out for his squad members on the battlefield. While he may seem unapproachable, he values those who muster up the confidence to speak to him about whatever they need. Again, an asshole, but sometimes he's a little less of an asshole. A bleached asshole, if you will.
Mental State:
He's nowhere near sane, a lot of it being caused by the faulty Project Core he received when he joined Weave. While he doesn't take medication for each and every disorder, he does take a sizeable amount of pills every morning. Some of these disorders and illnesses include depression and intense, uncontrollable mood swings. He keeps them secret, tending to lash out at those who try to help him with them, and not once has he gone to anyone for help without others forcing his hand.
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Background:
Revnoir is the oldest of two children, and he came from a family where the father was rarely home. Because of this he is very close to his mother despite how much he argues with her, and he's learned to trust women more than men. His sister was killed when the Reapers attacked, and his father's whereabouts are unknown though he's assumed to be dead. He joined Weave as soon as he possibly could, at the age of 15, and now has quite a few years of experience under his belt.
Quirks or Special Traits:
Revnoir's steps are almost entirely silent, but when there is absolute silence around him he tends to get uncomfortable and purposely taps his foot or gives more weight to his step. This is because he strongly dislikes awkward silence, as he isn't at all used to it unless it's during missions that include stealth.
He also tends to scratch at his shoulders, most often when he's concentrating. Because of this, some have joked around with him saying he's a meth addict. Of course, he's not.
Weapon(s) of Choice:
Threaded scythe, also carries a small weight and a dagger-like knife in either of his boots.
Requested Core:
Elite Level Shadow Project Grim Reaper Core.
Requested Rank:
Rank 5.4.
Requested Squad:
Leader of Squad Three.
Combat Experience:
He's had nine years of experience with Reapers and Weaving, giving him a big upper hand when it comes to fighting. He knows the ins and outs of Threads and how they work, and he's also one of the few who actually live to fight for longer than a year.
Reason For Joining Weave:
He hoped of killing Reapers out of revenge, but he soon realized it was better to just do what he could instead of go on a blind rampage.
Position Within Weave:
Former Squad One member, now a well-known Weaver of the main base as well as replacement for Head of Tactical Affairs and Security in case Aaron cannot fill the role at the time.
Revnoir Kayrouz
Age:
24
Gender:
M
Physical Appearance:
**Picture slightly inaccurate**
Standing at 5'9'', Revnoir is about the average height for a man. He's built more for speed and flexibility than brute strength, giving him a leaner appearance than most of the bullies on the playground. His eyes are a bright amber giving them the appearance of being made of gold, and his skin is decently dark though if one were to describe it it would still be considered a Caucasian skin tone. His hair, naturally dark brown, had been turned to an extremely shade of gray due to his faulty Core. Now, his hair gives off a fractal-esque reflection under bright lights and the color refuses to wash out. Revnoir also has a fair amount of beauty marks on his face, most being at the corner of his mouth or beneath the edge of his eyes.
His clothing choice doesn't help with the sometimes gothic appearance he claims not to have intentionally. He's most often seen wearing dark gray or black clothing, and has a clear preference for sweaters, hoodies and long sleeves shirts.
**Skin tone is lighter than in picture, and there is no eyepatch. Also, little dark beauty marks aaalll over**
Personality:
Revnoir isn't the cheeriest Weaver on base, but he's got a sense of humor. He's an asshole, but he's a funny asshole, or at least an asshole with a dark sense of humor. He's also not one to censor his words, swearing like a sailor no matter how many scowls or glares he earns. Though, underneath the asshole-ness he's actually quite an emotional person. He quickly takes things to heart despite the fake smiles he's learned to plaster to his face whenever things are hard. He's the sort to bottle things up until it explodes, though recently he's been taking medications to help with the mood swings this bottling up has caused. He's highly protective of those around him, always keeping an eye out for his squad members on the battlefield. While he may seem unapproachable, he values those who muster up the confidence to speak to him about whatever they need. Again, an asshole, but sometimes he's a little less of an asshole. A bleached asshole, if you will.
Mental State:
He's nowhere near sane, a lot of it being caused by the faulty Project Core he received when he joined Weave. While he doesn't take medication for each and every disorder, he does take a sizeable amount of pills every morning. Some of these disorders and illnesses include depression and intense, uncontrollable mood swings. He keeps them secret, tending to lash out at those who try to help him with them, and not once has he gone to anyone for help without others forcing his hand.
/monthly_2016_12/58647eac31d3e_AyyRev.jpg.a9572d9fcc2bd8fa9b92b4628e84effe.jpg
Background:
Revnoir is the oldest of two children, and he came from a family where the father was rarely home. Because of this he is very close to his mother despite how much he argues with her, and he's learned to trust women more than men. His sister was killed when the Reapers attacked, and his father's whereabouts are unknown though he's assumed to be dead. He joined Weave as soon as he possibly could, at the age of 15, and now has quite a few years of experience under his belt.
Quirks or Special Traits:
Revnoir's steps are almost entirely silent, but when there is absolute silence around him he tends to get uncomfortable and purposely taps his foot or gives more weight to his step. This is because he strongly dislikes awkward silence, as he isn't at all used to it unless it's during missions that include stealth.
He also tends to scratch at his shoulders, most often when he's concentrating. Because of this, some have joked around with him saying he's a meth addict. Of course, he's not.
Weapon(s) of Choice:
Threaded scythe, also carries a small weight and a dagger-like knife in either of his boots.
Requested Core:
Elite Level Shadow Project Grim Reaper Core.
Requested Rank:
Rank 5.4.
Requested Squad:
Leader of Squad Three.
Combat Experience:
He's had nine years of experience with Reapers and Weaving, giving him a big upper hand when it comes to fighting. He knows the ins and outs of Threads and how they work, and he's also one of the few who actually live to fight for longer than a year.
Reason For Joining Weave:
He hoped of killing Reapers out of revenge, but he soon realized it was better to just do what he could instead of go on a blind rampage.
Position Within Weave:
Former Squad One member, now a well-known Weaver of the main base as well as replacement for Head of Tactical Affairs and Security in case Aaron cannot fill the role at the time.
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