Height: 205cm
Appearance: At 205 centimetres tall, and weighing in at 102 kilograms, Capricorn is an impressive figure to behold. While in his glamour charm, he appears to the human populace as a man who has seen more of the inside of a gym, than anything else. Standing next to his father, Iokul Frosti, he takes on the role of "Elder Brother", but only when both have their glamour charms cast. With a body as hard as a rock, and a face that can break the hearts of thousands, he becomes a monster of a man. This is highly apparent when his features look as though they have been etched in stone, and, with never a crack of a smile, nor the fluid wave of a frown, he may as well have been born from the stone people accuse him of.
Without the charm, however, he becomes Death incarnate, the Reaper of Souls. During the beginning of their coupling, the Dark King and the Light Queen created two perfect beings. Praxis Lethe, first born, the Dreamer, and Capricorn, the Reaper. Even though the pair had placed equal parts of their essences within their children, the Dark King poured more of himself into his favourite. This allowed him to become what he is today, a stone cold killing machine. Most of the flesh has been stripped from the bones, and those few strips were naught, but tatters flapping in the wind. The clothing that wraps itself around the skeletal frame is not a cloth of any sort. It is, instead, made up of the hair of his victims, turned dark by his magicks, and carrying at least twenty skulls about his person at one time.
Although he is saturated with darkness, there is some light within his being. They are indicated within the eye sockets, burning as brightly as two miniature suns, but without the consistent glow of one. His favorite weapon to bear, are his hands. Each physical touch allows his victims to die quickly, if he so chose to touch their heart, or head. Anywhere else, and they will suffer a slow and terrible death. Although he does enjoy using only his hands, any object that comes into contact with his hands, shapes itself into that of a black scythe.
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Asexual
Age: Unknown
Species: Autumn Fey
Court [if applicable]: Unseelie
Role: Dark King's Lieutenant
Powers:
Deathâs Touch- Life blooms brightly in shadows of yore; night burns souls, thrusting all burning blooms of life and light into the eternal abyss. Crumbling, falling, scattering into the winds are those that once were flesh and bone. All cease to exist when Death approaches.
Harmful Glare- Like acid upon the flesh, light fills Deathâs eyes, scorching all before the power. All fall to their knees when in line of such a vision, crying, wailing, wanting for the end to come, but it never shall.
Doppelganger- From within folds of the abyss, sprouts images of ones who stand before them. Chaotic, mindless, hungry, wanting life forevermore. The double attacks, devouring their former selves, consuming everything, just to live, for once, and in skin.
Abilities: Just by watching the humans move about, Capricorn is able to mirror, and mimic, such movements without any stress.
Preferred Weapons: Anything that falls into his hands, but if none fall his way, then he will just use his hands.
Personality: Capricorn might seem melancholy and stern because he lives by self-discipline and responsibility. He will evaluate everything and won't take daring chances without weighing the advantages and disadvantages first. To the onlooker, his status might seem boring, but it is the serious drive and structured way of life that is most comfortable. This self-sufficiency is often mistook for coldness, but he is not as cold as he seems, this might be apparent just because he enjoys doing everything himself. This way there is no worry about something not finished or not done properly. It is all about control of the surroundings, daily life, and sometimes this spills into other people's lives. He believes this can give structure and organize other people's lives too, which it can, but others might see this as intrusive and not welcome the suggested changes. According to him, there is only a right way and a wrong way to do things and this idea makes him seem closed minded, stubborn, and reluctant to agree with others.
He is an ambitious person, always having something to pursue, wanting life to be fulfilled and important. He is also extremely patient and will wait a long time for something desirable, when the opportunity arises, he will plan the necessary steps carefully to others. This might make him appear hesitant, but this is not true, he knows that there is only one chance to succeed and is filing together the information to take the proper steps to accomplish the goal with flying colors, not just second rate. He does have a very active mind and strong powers of concentration, because being in control of their surroundings and everyone in their life gives some pleasure in life. He is also cautious by nature, but this only to survey the situation before leaping in, as he will never make a hasty jump in. He will accept change, but only if it is introduced slowly, so that it can be incorporate it into his life; and tends to see life in black or white, definitive only.
Without the need for much of his emotions, Capricorn is able to allow his mind to flourish, becoming less enamored by every day living. His stone-like face allows him to keep his innermost thoughts private from the rest of the world, never letting on even the briefest of hints. He is a strong friend to those around him, keeping all of them close, and will help those that need it the most. When one is found to be at a loss, his words will help them to their feet, and, with a simple push in the right direction, place them back on the correct path. The mind of one, such as he, is full of mystery and intrigue. It is because he is able to think with more clarity than the average thinker, which allows him to place himself two to three steps ahead of those he is up against.
Quirks:
Responsible
Patient
Ambitious
Resourceful
Loyal
Dictatorial
Inhibited
Conceited
Distrusting
Unimaginative
Likes: Anything his father enjoys.
Dislikes: Anything his father despises.
Biography: It began with darkness, as everything does in this world. All it took was a spark, of life, of desire, of longing. Everything came into being, warmth, cold, light, shadow. From that spark came two personages, both holding some semblance of both light and darkness. One became of order and light, the other of chaos and darkness. Laughter of malice and hysteria filled the void, but was only tempered with a sliver of light, a dash of order. Time slowed, nearly standing still, as more and more chaos was poured into the being, warping its light from a bright green, and to a dull black.
Life faded from this being, as it was bathed in a liquid formation of raw chaos. Flesh fell in great heaps, bones blacked, hardened as strong as stone, but the insidious laughter never faded. Hysteria, mania, malice, hatred, chaos, all shrouded the being, creating enough to decimate a single planet. However, within that being, another spark flared into life. Intelligence. Without this, the being would have fallen into an inescapable madness, devouring all in its path. Gratuity could not explain even a fraction of what the being had felt for stopping this infinite madness that had enveloped it so.
Capricorn, called a voice outside the void, Your name is Capricorn. My Reaper of Souls. With eyes wide open, the being, now called Capricorn, stared upon a face that smiled and pulsed with an unknown emotion. It would later come to know this emotion as âloveâ, but in the mean time, all it did was stare up at the otherâs smiling face. My son, the beingâs eyes widened at this, watching, waiting, hungering for more, My perfect warrior.
Eyes snapped forward, vision fading, light refocusing. Winter, an age of darkness, where most fade away until nothing treads upon the freshly fallen snow. A key, hanging about the nape of the neck of its queen, was now around its own. This was the key to unlock the Fatherâs full potential, and it was to be its own, or until he had chosen a new carrier. Even as the being known as Capricorn stared down upon its Queenâs sleeping self, it could not help, but feel a slight twinge of regret towards her. âFare thee well,â it had turned away from her form, then, âmy Mother. I am saddened that you had not chosen me.â
Now, with key in hand, the Father called upon his magicks, creating a portal into the world beyond their own. He was drunk with power, and with greed. The being knew this, but did not care. It would fulfill its Fatherâs wishes to the fullest; without remorse, or care for those it cause great harm to. With scythe in hand, it descended with the others, keeping a close eye on its creator, but at the same time, watching the world around it, always searching for an excuse to kill.
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