Post by Brendon Urie on Nov 23, 2015 2:53:05 GMT
BRENDON BOYD URIE
Full Name:
Brendon Boyd Urie
Alias(es):
Brendon
Gender:
Male
Age:
Mid-20s (in appearance)
Date(s) of Birth:
Human Birth: April 12, 1987
Vampire Rebirth: 2006
Demonic Rebirth: 2015
Marital Status:
DATA UNAVAILABLE
Current Location:
Hell Chicago
Occupation:
Soldier Leader of the Dandies
Affiliations:
Dandies, Demons, the usual evil associated with the previous two options
What They Look Like:
Human Form
Hair Color: Black, Dark Brown
Eye Color: Hazel-Grey
Demon Form
Hair Color: Black, Charcoal-Grey
Eye Color: Yellow
Skin Color: Ash-Grey
Celebrity Claim:
Self
Powers: Ṵ̴̗̖ͅN̬̦͖̹͇͕͔K̴̸̲̺͈̺̗̠͓̥͍N̯̙̦̬̠̤͢͢O̼̰̻W̷̧̳̯̯̖̦̙͎̟̭͢N̸̷͏̲͉,̧̦͎̰̥͇̀͘ ̭͖̖͙D̢͕̻̩́Ą̘̙̻̙T͝҉̰̗̹͚̳̀A̳̫̠̕ ̶̛̝͙̮͖ͅI͘҉̥̣̞͎̻Ṉ̡̯ͅC̢̧̖̬̀O̦̰̯̝͉̣̙͠ͅM̩̙͍͘P͕̼̗̮L̶͎̬͇͍̮̜͓E̶͍̤̯̹͕͉͙͜T̟̥̝͢E͔̠̱̰͕̞͠
Limits: Ṵ̴̗̖ͅN̬̦͖̹͇͕͔K̴̸̲̺͈̺̗̠͓̥͍N̯̙̦̬̠̤͢͢O̼̰̻W̷̧̳̯̯̖̦̙͎̟̭͢N̸̷͏̲͉,̧̦͎̰̥͇̀͘ ̭͖̖͙D̢͕̻̩́Ą̘̙̻̙T͝҉̰̗̹͚̳̀A̳̫̠̕ ̶̛̝͙̮͖ͅI͘҉̥̣̞͎̻Ṉ̡̯ͅC̢̧̖̬̀O̦̰̯̝͉̣̙͠ͅM̩̙͍͘P͕̼̗̮L̶͎̬͇͍̮̜͓E̶͍̤̯̹͕͉͙͜T̟̥̝͢E͔̠̱̰͕̞͠
Personality:
Strengths:
Flaws:
Likes:
Dislikes:
Family Relations: N/A
Other Significant People: Dandies
Sample Writing:
Death didn't suit him, especially in this manner. It was too cliche` to be put down by the resident hunters, the bane of his family's existence. "The Young Bloods... How pathetic." To have been put down at all sickened him to the core as it meant all his hard work over the years, moving up the ranks with speed no other had accomplished, would amount to nothing. He had intended to lead the Dandies in a near future, whether with time or by force. Now, all of that wasted time meant nothing.
Still, there was the prospect of eternal rest to look forward to now, and he welcomed it in the end. To have gazed on the golden gates for a moment was to experience a paradise he'd never known, a sense of peace that filled the soul... a feeling short-lived. Soon he was tumbling, falling from grace, falling to darkness, falling forevermore. Upon regaining consciousness from the fall, he found himself in a landscape unknown. Shadows smiled and figures howled and danced in the distance, just barely visible in the dark wasteland. Moments later, his body contorted, changing entirely. Bones snapped to form new shapes, horns protruded from his skull, even his skin changed to an ashen-grey hue. It was in those moments he realized something valuable, something that had evaded him for all his years moving up the ranks of the Dandies. "I could take the crown if I wanted to... I could... See what's mine and take it..." His mind was consumed by the thought, driven mad by it. He accepted what he was becoming wholeheartedly, and in that moment the change ended and a gateway opened. He smiled cruelly, gazing through the opening with greedy yellow eyes, he was certain where it would lead. "I'm taking back the crown." He laughed to himself as Brendon returned, reborn a spawn of hell and damnation, home at last. Chicago wouldn't know what hit it.
Full Name:
Brendon Boyd Urie
Alias(es):
Brendon
Gender:
Male
Age:
Mid-20s (in appearance)
Date(s) of Birth:
Human Birth: April 12, 1987
Vampire Rebirth: 2006
Demonic Rebirth: 2015
Marital Status:
DATA UNAVAILABLE
Current Location:
Hell Chicago
Occupation:
Soldier Leader of the Dandies
Affiliations:
Dandies, Demons, the usual evil associated with the previous two options
What They Look Like:
Human Form
Hair Color: Black, Dark Brown
Eye Color: Hazel-Grey
Demon Form
Hair Color: Black, Charcoal-Grey
Eye Color: Yellow
Skin Color: Ash-Grey
Celebrity Claim:
Self
Powers: Ṵ̴̗̖ͅN̬̦͖̹͇͕͔K̴̸̲̺͈̺̗̠͓̥͍N̯̙̦̬̠̤͢͢O̼̰̻W̷̧̳̯̯̖̦̙͎̟̭͢N̸̷͏̲͉,̧̦͎̰̥͇̀͘ ̭͖̖͙D̢͕̻̩́Ą̘̙̻̙T͝҉̰̗̹͚̳̀A̳̫̠̕ ̶̛̝͙̮͖ͅI͘҉̥̣̞͎̻Ṉ̡̯ͅC̢̧̖̬̀O̦̰̯̝͉̣̙͠ͅM̩̙͍͘P͕̼̗̮L̶͎̬͇͍̮̜͓E̶͍̤̯̹͕͉͙͜T̟̥̝͢E͔̠̱̰͕̞͠
- Demonic Mental Influence - Similar to how Possession works, strong suggestions of what to do and how to think especially in dreams
- Telekinesis - like using the force, lifting and moving objects, crushing and stretching objects, ripping objects apart, with the mind
- Pyrokinesis - the ability to control and manipulate fire, ignite and extinguish hell-fire with the mind
- Minimal Shape-Shifting - able to shift between the human form and the demon form
- Travel Between Hell and Earth
- Teleportation
Limits: Ṵ̴̗̖ͅN̬̦͖̹͇͕͔K̴̸̲̺͈̺̗̠͓̥͍N̯̙̦̬̠̤͢͢O̼̰̻W̷̧̳̯̯̖̦̙͎̟̭͢N̸̷͏̲͉,̧̦͎̰̥͇̀͘ ̭͖̖͙D̢͕̻̩́Ą̘̙̻̙T͝҉̰̗̹͚̳̀A̳̫̠̕ ̶̛̝͙̮͖ͅI͘҉̥̣̞͎̻Ṉ̡̯ͅC̢̧̖̬̀O̦̰̯̝͉̣̙͠ͅM̩̙͍͘P͕̼̗̮L̶͎̬͇͍̮̜͓E̶͍̤̯̹͕͉͙͜T̟̥̝͢E͔̠̱̰͕̞͠
- Holy Water
- Religious Artifacts
- Unable to fully possess individuals
- telekinesis becomes more difficult the heavier the object
- pyrokinesis becomes more difficult to manage the larger the flame is
- proximity to Religious Artifacts reveals true form
- traveling between Hell and Earth is extremely exhausting and taxing on his life force
- can be summoned and forced to stay in one place
- once a deal is made he must complete it, being a demon it's difficult to resist
Personality:
- Mysterious
- Arrogant
- Mischievous
- Highly Independent
- Confident
- Dislikes members of his own kind
- Acts Aristocratic
Strengths:
- Dream Manipulation
- Alcohol Consumption
- Singing
- Playing Guitar
- Low Level Hypnotism
- Lighting Cigars with Hell-Fire
- Fashion Statements
Flaws:
- Too Confident in his Abilities
- Alcohol
- Demonic Anger
- Arrogance
Likes:
- Misfortune
- When A Plan Works Out
- Damning Evil Souls
- Damning Undetermined Souls
- Damning All Souls
- Alcohol
- Singing
- Playing music casually
- Skateboarding casually
- Mocking Religion
- Showing Off
- Alcohol
Dislikes:
- When a plan Doesn't work out
- disloyalty from those he outranks
- Religion
- Demons that outrank him or pose a threat to his reign
- people that annoy him
- people he can't manipulate
- being reminded of his death
- being reminded his power has limits
Family Relations: N/A
Other Significant People: Dandies
Sample Writing:
Death didn't suit him, especially in this manner. It was too cliche` to be put down by the resident hunters, the bane of his family's existence. "The Young Bloods... How pathetic." To have been put down at all sickened him to the core as it meant all his hard work over the years, moving up the ranks with speed no other had accomplished, would amount to nothing. He had intended to lead the Dandies in a near future, whether with time or by force. Now, all of that wasted time meant nothing.
Still, there was the prospect of eternal rest to look forward to now, and he welcomed it in the end. To have gazed on the golden gates for a moment was to experience a paradise he'd never known, a sense of peace that filled the soul... a feeling short-lived. Soon he was tumbling, falling from grace, falling to darkness, falling forevermore. Upon regaining consciousness from the fall, he found himself in a landscape unknown. Shadows smiled and figures howled and danced in the distance, just barely visible in the dark wasteland. Moments later, his body contorted, changing entirely. Bones snapped to form new shapes, horns protruded from his skull, even his skin changed to an ashen-grey hue. It was in those moments he realized something valuable, something that had evaded him for all his years moving up the ranks of the Dandies. "I could take the crown if I wanted to... I could... See what's mine and take it..." His mind was consumed by the thought, driven mad by it. He accepted what he was becoming wholeheartedly, and in that moment the change ended and a gateway opened. He smiled cruelly, gazing through the opening with greedy yellow eyes, he was certain where it would lead. "I'm taking back the crown." He laughed to himself as Brendon returned, reborn a spawn of hell and damnation, home at last. Chicago wouldn't know what hit it.
