02-24-2021, 08:30 AM
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[color=#8B0000]GENERAL INFORMATION ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ・゚✧
✧ JORMUNGAND D'ANGELO┊The Devil's Son┊ Male [ He, Him, ]┊ ♛
✧ 5 years ┊ 5th ┊ 25.05.[CLASSIFIED]
✧ The Pitt ┊ Maurader
✧ Titles? Ha, just call me Sir.
✧ JORMUNGAND D'ANGELO┊The Devil's Son┊ Male [ He, Him, ]┊ ♛
✧ 5 years ┊ 5th ┊ 25.05.[CLASSIFIED]
✧ The Pitt ┊ Maurader
✧ Titles? Ha, just call me Sir.
━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ RELATIONSHIPS
✧ single ┊ bisexual ┊ open for plots
✧ status of father : unknown
✧ status of mother : dead
✧ status of sister : dead
✧ doesn't speak of outer family / asmodeus di angelo, hydrostatic di angelo, angelembrace di angelo
✧ single ┊ bisexual ┊ open for plots
✧ status of father : unknown
✧ status of mother : dead
✧ status of sister : dead
✧ doesn't speak of outer family / asmodeus di angelo, hydrostatic di angelo, angelembrace di angelo
APPEARANCE ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ・゚✧
✧ birthed as a cub / currently a panther [ cub / panther ] ┊ 98%
✧ Jormungand is a large black panther, weighing roughly 200 pounds and standing at 5'7 at the crown and 5'4 at the breastbone. He has very dark patterns spread all across his slightly lighter fur, ebony-black. He's very muscular and the evidence is clear as day by the rippling of his muscles as he moves. He isn't what you would exactly call... soft, he never learnt what the hell that meant, he was more masculine and angular, the planes of his bones, slashes of his cheekbones standing out. He was thin, but a sleek, healthy kind of thin. Think sculpted features.
✧ no accessories
✧ unnaturally bright, icy optics┊very dark, patterned pelt┊shadows wrapping around body that adjust to his mood
━━━━━━━━━━ INURIES / ILLNESSES
✧ previously damaged chest
✧ scarred muzzle
✧ scarred lip
✧ torn flesh
✧ mark of Cipactli branded on his chest
━━━━━━━━━━ AESTHETICS
✧ tarot - The Emperor
✧ smells like expensive cologne
✧ Italian accent
✧ power ┊ player ┊ business ┊ revenge ┊ reputation ┊
✧ Mafia connection
✧ clairvoyance
✧ air elemental
✧ pinterest board
✧ [color=#98F5FF]spotify playlist
[color=#8B0000]PERSONALITY ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ・゚✧
✧ ENTJ ┊ Neutral Evil
✧ sadist ┊ flirt ┊ charmer ┊ sarcastic
✧ Sadism doesn't run in his family, but he had always grown up under a cut-throat environment under the rule of his successful businessman father and the icy-cold beauty of his mother. So he turned to brutality and bloodshed. Addicting. During his younger days he never had any love from neither of his parents. Then came his adopted sister. She was the light of his life. The warmth to wash away his coldness. The light to light up his path when all he could see was black. The comfort when he needed to stress out and rant. The slim, beautiful snow leopard to his muscular panther form. She was always there, patient, caring, soothing. The complete opposite of him.
He had problems. Issues. Mental ones.
Neglect, waste. He was a waste of time, money and space in the house. When he got injured, his father always told him the situation would be handled accordingly, but nothing ever did come. His mother didn't even care. In his life, he had probably interacted with his mother under ten times. The last time he had said anything to her were the words, 'Thanks for the looks, bitch', right before he sliced her throat open whilst his father watched, trapping his sister to the floor with a sadistic smile on his maw. Jormungand didn't care about his mother, she never had been in his life anyways, he was curious, so he dipped his neck to lap at the blood pooling on the floor. It tasted metallic, and as he looked up his father had made Baby fetch a mirror. It had been cracked and stained with red as one of his parents had thrown it on the floor, smashing wine glasses as they argued before damaging his skin and muscles, picking and sniping at his mental weaknesses that he had begun to discover.
✧ ENTJ ┊ Neutral Evil
✧ sadist ┊ flirt ┊ charmer ┊ sarcastic
✧ Sadism doesn't run in his family, but he had always grown up under a cut-throat environment under the rule of his successful businessman father and the icy-cold beauty of his mother. So he turned to brutality and bloodshed. Addicting. During his younger days he never had any love from neither of his parents. Then came his adopted sister. She was the light of his life. The warmth to wash away his coldness. The light to light up his path when all he could see was black. The comfort when he needed to stress out and rant. The slim, beautiful snow leopard to his muscular panther form. She was always there, patient, caring, soothing. The complete opposite of him.
He had problems. Issues. Mental ones.
Neglect, waste. He was a waste of time, money and space in the house. When he got injured, his father always told him the situation would be handled accordingly, but nothing ever did come. His mother didn't even care. In his life, he had probably interacted with his mother under ten times. The last time he had said anything to her were the words, 'Thanks for the looks, bitch', right before he sliced her throat open whilst his father watched, trapping his sister to the floor with a sadistic smile on his maw. Jormungand didn't care about his mother, she never had been in his life anyways, he was curious, so he dipped his neck to lap at the blood pooling on the floor. It tasted metallic, and as he looked up his father had made Baby fetch a mirror. It had been cracked and stained with red as one of his parents had thrown it on the floor, smashing wine glasses as they argued before damaging his skin and muscles, picking and sniping at his mental weaknesses that he had begun to discover.
━━━━━━━━━━ DISORDERS
✧ short sanity snap
INTERACTIONS ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ・゚✧
✧ muscular ┊ sadistic
✧ as a human the battle style a mix between Kalarippayattu and Jujitsu
✧ won't show mercy ┊ will kill unless he has a client and says they don't want it
✧ ask for powerplay
✧ attacking in underlined
MISC ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ・゚✧
✧ penned by [member=16091]Windowmemer[/member]
— cocky, arrogant attitude
— awkward around children
— hums to himself whilst doing tasks
✧ significant events ━━ timeline
—[color=#98F5FF]Baby's death
—[color=#98F5FF]Confrontation
—[color=#98F5FF]Blooding
—[color=#98F5FF]Candlelit Dinner
—[color=#98F5FF]Bloodlust
—[color=#98F5FF]Birth of Cubs
—[color=#98F5FF]Tanglewood Capture
—[color=#98F5FF]Exile
—[color=#98F5FF]Punishment
—[color=#98F5FF]Branding
—[color=#98F5FF]Promotion to Skald
—[color=#98F5FF]Second Blooding
—[color=#98F5FF]Promotion to Maurader
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