Player: SavanahHolland. Not the name of your character
Demeanor: Friendly, probably looks like he could cosplay as Santa Clause if it weren't for the inkling of a beard and his long black hair. He could be young Santa, maybe. Fat and jolly, and could probably bench press you.
Nature: Much like how he comes across, a big old softie, he certainly isn't dumb by any means, but he has a good heart. He protects those he cares about, but even then sometimes has anger issues. Raise his voice, raise his fists, he wouldn't hurt someone unless he believed they were a danger, but sometimes he doesn't think things through…
Description: A seventeen year old, dark tanned skin, a winning smile, and of course the finishing touch of his big burly body. You could say that was the farthest thing from just being a finishing touch. Dark olive skin, a big ole belly, his arms, legs, and some of his chest filled with rippling muscle, while fat is also distributed quite generously in his body. The body of a strong-man, not the show type but rather the huge mountains of men who race each other carrying barrels of bacon infused whisky.
Standing at 6'6 with over two-hundred pounds of muscle and chocolate pudding. Long dark flowing black hair that ends at his lower back, usually pulled back into a ponytail. A scratchy black beard that always seems to come back like a weird rash, sometimes he'll just have the whiskers starting to come back up, and by the time you see him again it's already growing back like a damn jungle. Also totally does not have a tattoo above uh.. area, that says choking hazard and an arrow pointing down. He regrets it.
- Perception - (4) Brains
- Brute Strength - (4) Brawn
- Charm - (2) Brains
- Accuracy - (2) Agility
Bloom Once More - 4 - For such a manly man such as Aleksa, he must have an amazing and cool power, right? Like turning into a a giant dark wolf, or being able to turn his bones into a sword? Unfortunately that isn't quite the case. Florakinesis, otherwise known as the manipulation of flowers, not plants as a whole, just flowers. Aleksa can create, shape and manipulate flowers. He can cause flowers and parts of the flowers, including petals, stems and pollen, to grow and bloom, mutate flowers by rearranging DNA structure, and revive withered or dead flowers.
Botanical Empathy - 3 - To put it simply, Aleksa can understand the well-being and conditions of plants overall, as well as fully interpret their emotions and communicate with them. The reason he can only aid or harm flowers is due to the fact that other plants just usually aren't much of his fan. A potato once called him a wanker.
Does a weakness for cute guys count? No? Okay…
List everything your character carries on their person here. Be reasonable.
- Silver Zippo Lighter
- Old Dark Brown Leather Wallet
- Packet of Seeds
- A wad of about five bucks
- Average Cellphone
- Couple of black hairbands
- Thick square black framed reading glasses
- A hoard of napkins From Taco Bell??
- Mini flower keychain From Sister
And everything that they keep in their dorm at Fifth Sanctum. Anything that's not listed here or in the section above may be difficult for the character to retrieve.
- Homemade bars of soap, they're nice and smell pretty…
- Boxers, jeans, normal clothes
- Other hygienic products
- Old PS3 and controller
- Small collection of PS3 games
- A small container filled with "plants"
- An embarrassing pink apron that reads 'Kiss the cook'
- Couple of potted flowers
- A pillow pet >3>
Aleksa was born to the world on July 26 in Serbia, that however is the only detail they have on record. The mother was never found, and the father was known, however passed out in a local drunk tank and drowned in his own vomit. At seven months he was adopted into an average American family in South Dakota.
He was pretty average, learned how to walk at the time most parents also had their kids start, much like that he also followed suit with talking. And unfortunately for his parents, he never shut up once he learned, just like all parents around them had the same issue with.
As he got older and older, he seemed to rebel a bit, talking out of turn at school, or not doing so hot on his grades. However the final straws seemed to be when he turned fifteen. Aleksa had been recently sent home from school, suspended for a week due to getting into a fight with another student. That however, wasn't the final straw, rather what his mother walked into while he was suspended. Let's just say he brought a male friend over and they got a bit too frisky.
They finally said to themselves that it was over and he needed to get away, they at first thought about sending him to one of those military boot camps, but realized that putting him around cute, muscly boys his age? No go. Instead settling on sending him to his Aunt in Montana to spent the rest of the school year and the summer.
He packed his bags, puppy dog eyes at his parents before just saying fuck it and going on his way. He learned a lot of things with his Aunt, the older woman being a retired teacher, spending her time reading novels from her small library and tending to the greenhouse, all her food grown fresh, and of course flowers too. She had a bit of a collection of books filled with pressed flowers. Aleksa slowly realized his gift, he could speak with flowers, he could manipulate them. And he was kinda.. not really disappointed? He liked flowers quite a bit.. this was good news.
Aleksa told his Aunt, and she and his parents agreed, this school would be a much better place for him to stay, at least they hoped anyways..
- Is not so secretly super gay
- Loves pink, which is kinda a secret..
- Favorite foods are stuffed peppers and hamburgers
- His favorite flowers are Campanula poscharskyana and Lavender