Name: White
Gender: Male
Age: Unknown.
Sexual Orientation: Unknown.
Why have you contracted with the human: Pure boredom.
Personality: Crafty & Handsome, White has the looks and the brains. Well.. Not quite.
White has never actually been to school. He can't read nor can he write well; so he tends to avoid things along the education lines. Now I know what your thinking; exactly why hasn't he gone to school when he was all the time in the world? Literally.
You see, I can name plenty of reasons why. But im not going to get into that. White has more issues with himself than he'd like to admit. Hes a insecure and can't seem to make decisions without completly disecting them with his mind.
You'd figure after all the years of living on earth he'd be able to handle things fairly well right? Well your wrong. White can't stop running into things to save his life. Hes a complete and total clutz. But his pain tolerance is amazing. Though he is sort of a wreck behind the scenes, on stage White can trick almost anybody. Hes a mastermind at acting, keeping a straight face and looking pretty intimidating.
Appearence: White hair that falls to his shoulders. He has a pale complexation and an odd shade of green for his eyes. He has an average build but is much stronger than he appears to be due to him being a demon. He has a kind of panther look about him.
Theme Song: Bleed it out by Linkin Park
Weapon: A gun he rarely uses.
Visual Contract: On the back of his neck.
Role:Demon 3
(Nevermind. The history I put before this wasn't getting anywhere. o.'o)
White's history is nothing but a blur to him. A few memorable scenes and flashbacks now and then but nothing much. The farthest bit of the history White can recall is in Italy.
White had a contract with a young boy named Pedro. He was a scrawny little child. His father abused him. His elder brothers pitied him. It was tragic really.
The only love and affection he had gotten was from his mother, Grace. They'd go on walks together, Visit the Ice Cream Parlor now and then, Read stories. Grace and Pedro, I mean. Of course White would accompany them. But somewhere between the contract, White had fallen in love with Grace.
It was a terrible mistake. Probably the worst mistake White could've possibly made.
It was a sunny day. Warm, Clear skies. Gentle breeze. It was beautiful. Pedro was locked up in his room, waiting for his mother to come and take him to the Beach; Just as she promised. (CRAP! I gotta go. I'll finish later.-_-)