Name: Perseus Chevalier
Fairytale Character: Beast
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Stance on Destiny: Does not accept it.
Appearance: Perseus- 6'2". Very light, medium length hair. Blue eyes with a purple hue. Perseus likes to keep himself well groomed and presentable. Clean hair, neat clothes. He has a respectable collection of suits, ties, and collared shirts. They are his stable. He does his best to keep up his pristine outer appearance in a desperate attempt to hide the hideous monster within him.
Beast- When in Beast mode, he is nearly 10 feet tall. Muscular and covered in brown fur, with a tail to match. Large horns. Razor sharp fangs and claws. He looks like a cross between a werewolf and a lion.
Powers: While in Beast mode, Perseus has extraordinary strength and speed. His hearing, eyesight, and sense of smell are greatly heightened, making him the perfect predator. But at a cost. In Beast mode, he has minimal control of his own actions. Although conscious and fully capable of retaining all of his memory, his bloodlust is increased exponentially and morality is weakened substantially.
Personality: Perseus is insightful and a deep thinker. He is capable of great compassion and sympathy, but lacks the ability to properly communicate his kindness. Although he tries his best at all times to speak and act in a polite manner, there is no hiding his short fuse once it has been lit. He gets easily flustered when it comes to situations that he is unfamiliar at dealing with, especially when it comes to girls. Since he is not adapt at social situations, he usually keeps to himself and shies away from opportunities to get closer to anyone. This is also a defense mechanism to keep himself from getting hurt emotionally, and to keep others from being physically hurt by Beast.
History: As the only child of a noble family, Perseus was well cared for. There were plenty of caretakers and nursemaids to tend to his needs, but nothing could ease the turmoil within his heart. The looks that everyone gave him were so peculiar. When he was little he couldn't decipher what it was, that certain look, the look he saw inside everyones' eyes when they looked at him. It made him feel uneasy. It wasn't until later in life that he realized what it was... Fear. As a small child Perseus would often have violent seizures. They were always directly accompanied by periods of uncontrollable rage and torment. He would lash out brutally at anyone near enough to be a victim of his wrath. Although he did not ever transform into Beast at that age. His anguish was caused by no apparent reason, and soon there was talk that he was the Devil's child. That he was evil, possessed by some darkness. Everyone looked at him with those eyes, even his own parents. They were afraid of him. The Chevalier family sent him to see many esteemed child psychiatrists, where he confessed his visions of a grotesque and savage monster. He admitted to them that the monster felt familiar, like it was a part of him screaming out to be realized. He had been too honest, too truthful, desperate to spill his soul out to someone, anyone who would listen. This mistake drew a lot of attention to him. What he was seeing were memories of the past, but he didn't understand that then. Once the Academy caught wind of his situation, they wasted no time in coming in contact with his parents. His family was all too eager to ship him off, but they were told they had to wait until he was of high school age. Years came and went. Although he did not yet have the curse of the beast, everyone already treated him like a monster. He was homeschooled, and kept inside like a dirty secret. He was well fed and well treated, but his household was nothing more than a lonely prison made up of fearful eyes, sneaking curious stares at the monster that they catered to. The day he turned 14 must have been the happiest day for all the inhabitants of the Chevalier mansion. All except one. One lonely broken soul who was shipped off to be forgotten.