Demetrius Wolfbane {FIN}

[Demetrius Wolfbane]

The Basics

Name: Demetrius Kristoff Wolfbane
Nicknames: Dimitri, Demeter, Wolf, once he got called Bane, Shorty, Weirdo, Freak, Homo, ect ect
Age: 15 (April 17, 1999)
Orientation: Homosexual ^^
Desired Rank/Job: Hammel Student
Powers:Winged Flight

Demetrius has the ability to fly via giant white-to-brown wings that sprout from between his shoulder blades. The only way he is aware of being able to take off into flight is to have some kind of running and leaping (usually from a height) and kind of gliding before flapping to get height. Even this requires massive amounts of energy, which due to his problems eating, he doesn't have and at least for his first attempt results in him passing out and falling to the ground. His wings are able to fully extend and retract, though he'd finding that he has problems retracting his wings due to muscle tension. They also appear to spread out whenever his emotions or adrenaline are too high, and when they do come out during said periods they are almost always flapping. He hasn't been diagnosed with early on-set osterporosis, but it's likely to occur after he's had the ability for awhile. As it is he's having to deal with becoming light headed if he goes too high, muscles tension and contracting due to him overexerting the new muscles needed for flight, severe fatigue, and the need to consume more food.
Play By: Munro Chambers

The Details

Hair Color: deep brown dyed black
Eye Color: Green
Any Piercings? A lip ring on the left side though he rarely has it in, multiple rings in his ears though they are strictly studs (four on the left, five on the right). He also went out and got his right nipple pierce on an impulse (forging his parent’s signatures).
Any Tattoos? While he wishes he could have some, he is currently a blank canvas.
Any Scars? Tons and tons. Cuts on his fingers, small various burns along his body, and most prominent is the fact the tip of his left ear is missing from when he snagged his new cartilage piercing in something and never felt it get ripped out while taking a chunk of his ear with it.
General Appearance:
Demetrius is a slight unassuming boy, barely reaching the height of 5’6” or the weight of 132. He has long-ish fine black dyed hair that often falls into his tornado-green eyes and when it catches the light it is possible to see the chocolate colored strands that have escaped the past dying sessions. When pushed back it reveals the fact his left ear is missing a chunk out of the top of it, forming an almost “V” with the missing section.

His clothing style seems to consist of black cloth on top of black cloth, with the rare addition of a deep blue or blood red to add a “colorful highlight”. Converse held together by crossed-fingers and superglue clad his feet while various spiked accessories add a barrier for him and the world. Demetrius can rarely be seen with a backpack, though when he is it is one of a worn brown leather that houses various books and scraps of paper for his school work. He often has on an extra-large jacket to hide the wings that he’s recently acquired. The only thing consistent with every outfit, other than the color, is his bulky headphones either around his neck or on his ears.
Personality:
Wolfbane is, well, he's sort of an asshole. He doesn't much care for befriending people, nor does he really care for finding the energy to truly hate people. Both of these responses stem from the fact that Wolfbane automatically distrusts people upon sight, no matter what type of person they might appear to be. He's of the opinion that people have an ulterior motive for whatever they happen to do; that they are only after befriending people in order to chew them up and spit them out. It's next to impossible for him to actually trust someone, and often times when he does he'll still have the small voice in the back of his head telling him otherwise. When faced with someone that isn't actually deceitful Demetrius can get quite flustered, often saying awkward things that may or may not hurt the person just because he doesn't know how to deliver his words without bite. In an attempt to protect himself from the untrustworthy people of the world Demetrius has developed a biting sarcastic tone that colors just about everything he says. This, he believes, will keep people from trying to use him as they do everyone else. His words tend to be of a character degrading fashion and are usually aimed to make fun of the other person's intelligence, or to show how little he trusts their words. If that doesn't work he often just resorts to turning his music up louder on his headphones to block out the sound of the other person talking.

Underneath the slightly angry, sarcastic, distrusting exterior of Demetrius is a young, rather sensitive, self-conscious, and still distrusting boy. He's still a bit naive about the world due to his slightly young age and his lack of experience dealing with people (his own fault since he pushes people away). This leads him to still maintain a hope that despite what his logic is saying about how untrustworthy people are, that he'll find someone who actually matters. Wolfbane is very aware of how he looks to people and though he takes efforts to avoid the irrational feeling, he avoids being around large crowds because he feels that all eyes are upon him. Along the same lines of feeling like he's under a microscope, Demetrius has developed a fear/hatred of eating food in public. He feels as though when he puts the food to his lips he's being judged for the substance it is, or for the way he's eating, or really any number of excuses that go through his head. It creates a sort of lump in his throat so that it becomes next to impossible to eat whenever anyone is around, even his family can cause the same anxiety if there are more than one of them around. The only thing he's found that can counter this feeling is eating apples (for some reason apples don't create the same anxiety) or eating small meals within the confines of an enclosed space that no one can see into or enter.

Since Demetrius is so distrusting of people it is incredibly hard for him to become close to some, so very rarely are people able to see the side of him that isn't covered in spikes. However when he does manage to become close to someone he reveals a much softer, more vulnerable side. Though he still holds them at an arms length, the hand touching them can become clenched into a fist while he becomes torn between remaining detached and keeping them close. He'll become slightly dependent on the person he trusts- needing to know what they think of him, wanting to do whatever they have planned, willingly sacrificing his alone time or music in order to hear them speak. The way he displays this can be from something as minor as removing his headphones when his new found friend comes near, or to casually stalking his friend as an excuse to spend more time with them. The dependency often leads to him getting hurt by the people snapping at him because he may suffocate them. The only way he has found to avoid becoming permanently attached is by trying to withhold his own secrets, instead focusing his attention on the other person.

When alone, Demetrius is able to put down all his barriers that protect him from the outside world. He doesn't have to try and be mean to people, he doesn't have a snarky response, he doesn't need to deal with doctors prodding him. He's even free to eat however much he wants, which is unfortunately is too little to make up for the rest of the day since he's gotten into the habit of not eating. Since he can relax so well when he's by himself, Demetrius likes to spend most of his time alone. Preferably in some secluded corner of the library where he can blast his music and munch on an apple while reading.

Living with CIP (congenital insensitivity to pain) isn't really the easiest things to do, and Demetrius has had to learn to do a lot of things differently in his life. He's often had to miss out on various school trips because a nurse couldn't go along with and he wasn't yet old enough to be trusted to go by himself. That being said, Demetrius still isn't yet old enough to be able to keep an eye on his own body. While many people with CIP give their bodies a critical examination everyday (sometimes multiple times a day), Demetrius has had to deal with being examined by his mother. Once a week he gets taken into the doctor's office to check for infections of any cuts or such he has gathered ((his parents are overprotective)). As a result Demetrius has become far too familiar with the going-ons of various doctors and nurses, which is how he discovered he really can't stand nurses. Now that he's been moved from his family home, Demetrius has to go to the doctor's office everyday for a check-up (since, being barely 15, he has no idea what kind of symptoms would exist for medical problems) which he will often conveniently forget. He is of the opinion that unless something is discolored, or at a weird angle, that nothing is seriously wrong so he'd rather not waste the doctor's time. This means he'll have to be tracked down on some days in order to go to the infirmary to get checked over.

Your Vices

Likes:
-Apples: They are delicious and crisp and sweet and tangy and he only likes the red. ^^
-The color black: he just thinks it is a really soothing color even though it gets dirty pretty fast
-Books: E-books, real books, whatever. He just likes reading to absorb the knowledge contained. It makes him feel like he’s got control of something in his life.
-Candles: he finds natural light hard to deal with so this is his solution and he’s grown to love them.
-Lizards/Reptiles: they are frickin' awesome. It's really that simple in his mind. He's actually looking forward to coming into a snake shifter or something similar now that he's a meta.
-Hospitals: Not something he necessarily likes, but he's grown accustom to it and will actually head there even when he isn't injured just to say hi.
-Music: really he doesn't discriminate as to what type of music it is, as long as it can block out all the annoying people in the world.
Dislikes:
-Bright colors: if darkness makes him happy, then bright colors make him uncomfortable. Plus they reflect the sun waay too much.
-Cats: they are fluffy, sure, but all they do is eat your food and then claw at you if you try lying down on your own bed.
-Public transportation: all those pervy, sweaty, smelly people in such a tiny space? No thank YOU!
-Food other than apples
-Nurses: All they ever both to ask him is "does this hurt?" or "where does it hurt?"
-The sun: it's hot and bright and why do people deal with it again?
Strengths:
-Climbing trees
-Being God ((hey, you try living without feeling pain. You'd probably get a bit of a complex as well. Though his is more "Super Villain" than a hero))
-Pissing off cats
-Editing people's papers or the newspaper or anything that requires editing. He loves to write "You're an idiot" on the top of everything he edits.
-Tetras
-He can read a four hundred page book in a day?
Weaknesses:
-Getting hurt and noticing. Demetrius actually gets hurt often but he never knows when he's hurt, so usually he ends up hurting himself worse.
-Getting proper nutrition/eating the correct calorie intake a day
-Rodents. They annoy him and when they're kept as pets the squeaky wheel grates on his nerves. ((not a weakness... But he has a weakness for resisting the urge to release them all into the wild so they can get eaten))
-Small children. He just can't say no to a child who is in need of something or another. They seem to be his regular exception to the "People suck, people only want to use you, did I mention people suck?" rule. Mostly because children are always upfront and honest with the things they say
-Math- Look. Man was not meant to understand what X equals if X is always subject to change.
Fears:
-Letting someone inside only to find out his inner voice saying people only want to use you was right.
-Eating in public. Or in front of people. Or eating where someone/people might see/hear/notice really. It makes his life extremely difficult.
-Losing a body part,
Secret:
-Well.. That he can't eat in public due to being self-conscious.
-That he actually cares what people think
-He's never gotten drunk.
-He likes bunnies. The smaller the better. He fantasizes about getting a dwarf bunny and carrying it in his pocket all day.
-So... This one time.. When he was high.. He took a shower in the girls' locker room while fully clothed, when questioned by some girls as to why he was showering with his clothes on he responded with- "Are my clothes the problem? Well! Let's fix it!!". Then he stripped naked, and declared "I'm a frickin' superhero" before running through his school hallways buttnaked, using a towel as a cape. He hugged the principal while naked and needless to say was suspended...

Family Ties

Father: Axel Shaymus Wolfbane ((41, Power: Invisibility))
Mother: Lisandra Evalin Wolfbane ((38, Power: Sand Manipulation))
Siblings: Elias Wolfbane (brother, 12 years old, has CIP like Demetrius)
Any Other Important People:
Zarina Wormwood (Axel's mother, suffers from CIPA)
Danil Walsh (Lisandra's brother, suffers from CIP)
Mathis Reeves (one of his first best friends that he trusts without really doubting his friend's intentions. He sees Mathis as just an over sized kid, really.)

History

Axel and Lisandra were married early in their lives, both drawn to the other due to a shared understanding of what they went through. Both of them were carriers of "CIP" and had a history of it in their family, so they understood and sympathized with that the other went through when caring for said family member. Of course this meant that they were a little extra vigilant when they had their first child, wanting to test almost immediately to see if he had. Unfortunately for them Demetrius came back positive for having the disorder.

So after that first discovery, Demetrius' life became filled with one doctor's appointment after another. His parents tried to keep him as sheltered as possible when he was younger, fearing that he would hurt himself with a toy like Lisandra's brother had in the past. They took him in for every little bump and scrape. Even as he got older and their second child was born, with the same disorder, they still wouldn't let him rest in peace. Demetrius wasn't allowed recess as a child and as spent time in the infirmary after every p.e. class as a result of his parent's insecurity.

Since he spent so much time being examined by various doctors and his parents, Demetrius didn't have much time for making friends. There was really only two kids who ever talked to him when he was in school, and while outside of it. They were two brothers that lived down the street of the Wolfbane family back when they lived in Texas during Demetrius' middle school years. They were also the first people, and to this day the only really people, that Demetrius was able to trust. So when they both left after discovering their meta powers (at least that is what he assumes happened, as the parents wouldn't share any information) he added it to further support his inner mantra of people weren't to be trusted.

Demetrius remembered the day that Mathis disappeared pretty well, as well as the weeks that followed. He had only been eleven at the time and found out, from his parents, that meta powers would usually come at his twelfth birthday. So he circled the date with all the colors of markers he had and began counting down the days, expecting his power to appear the minute he turned twelve. However, biology doesn't work and Demetrius' birthday came and went without the appearance of his powers, and ended with in a disaster caused by him shoving his cake and everything to the ground. As time continued to pass Demetrius got more and more angry that he wouldn't be growing his powers. Even with his parents reassurance that he had plenty of time, that powers could accure at any age, he couldn't believe in them.

Yet, two weeks after his 15th birthday, long after he had given up hope of gaining a power it finally appeared. He'd been sitting outside on the high stone wall to his high school, completely disregarding everyone's concern that he would fall, when a sudden gust of wind actually brought that fear to life. In the rather long fall giant wings sprouted from his back in an effort to save his body. When people found him after the fall his wings had disappeared and his shoulder had to be set. After the brief visit to the hospital he was found by a recruiter and sent to Hammel with his arm still in the sling.

Roleplay Example

Mathis liked to make it his business to meet every new student that came into Hammel. Preferably before they found their way around so he could provide useful to them. As such he made friends with a few members of faculty and heard that there was a transfer student coming in. That had been awhile ago though, and Mathis had yet to come into contact with the new arrival. Not that he was trying super hard, to be completely honest. He'd sorta gotten distracted in his new found friendship. However! He'd still managed to gain some information on the student. Mathis knew that the student was a male named Théo, and he spoke French, and something about food.

Still, the mimic was disappointed in himself that he hadn't found the new kid yet. With an unusually heavy sigh he shouldered his bulging backpack- filled with baked goods rather than homework since he'd spent all morning making various kinds of pastries to snack on this week. He was skipping steps as he headed out into the greens, smoky blue eyes dancing around the grounds as he took in all the people mucking about. Mathis raised his hand and waved to some of the people he was friends with, and even yelled a hello when he noticed the tall out of place Russian hurrying by with a sack of what looked to be clay. However he paused once when he saw a figure standing on the farside of the building, smoking like he wasn't on school grounds. Mathis' problem didn't lie with the stick of cancer currently residing in the male's hand but rather the fact he didn't immediately place a name to the face.

Interest immediately sparked, Mathis half jogged half walked over to where the boy was standing, an over-excited grin on his face. "Hi there! You're Théo right??? You're the new guy? Hi! I'm Mathis, nice ta meet you." he laughed softly and stuck out his hand to greet the other, already assuming his guess was correct.

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