Serkan Brutus Haemon, from Law of X, a roleplay on RPG

“There was something delightfully intimate about the relationship between predator and prey.”- Nenia Campbell
░░░The Assassin░░░

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Requiem, 2nd Movement: Kyrie Eleison | Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart

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Serkan Brutus Haemon
"The name I gave myself, as most of the people here do. I think it is mildly pretty, is it not? Suits my profession and my personal interests, a mirror of my inner personality- what could be better?"

ＡＬＩＡＳ(Ｓ)

The Red Devil | The Man Whom Killed the Devil | Reaper | The Harbinger of Misfortune
"I mean, many people do know me- it's just that I have a lot of names, you know? Everyone just comes up with a different one every time I work and all of them stick. I really couldn't give less of a damn, but my personal favorite is probably...Abaddon, the archangel of Destruction and Death. Oh, and I also like Serk-tan!"

ＧＥＮＤＥＲ

Male
"Here, I've got evidence! Right, Appa? But to be honest, I just don't think you're on a high enough calibre to see my manliness."

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Unknown | Most likely between late teens or early twenties
"Contrary to what everyone else does- or what I think they do- I don't keep count of my birthday. Nor do I remember my birthday or the year I was born in, for that matter. It adds to the layer of ambiguity, you see? It's good to feel like you don't know to much about yourself from time to time."

ＮＵＭＢＥＲ

13 | XIII
"It's funny how we all have numbers. I don't pay mine much care or give it much thought, really. It's just...there."

ＷＥＡＰＯＮ

"One weapon? Just one type? You're making this too hard for me! Look at my profession!"
Serkan is skilled not in the ways of understanding weapons and, well, using the more complex machinery of our time, but he's more so useful in knowing how to use ones that require no mechanics. Extremely talented in the ways of using what he can get his hands on, Serkan loves to use whatever weapon he can get his hands on at that exact moment. From his usual, self-owned daggers, swords and guns to the occasional sharp stick to his bare hands. But if Serkan were forced to choose a certain weapon, he'd most probably have to go with his daggers (though he tends to use thesemore frequently since they are much more cheap and easier to throw and forget), his dual swords (obviously, he has two of the type of sword shown here), and his two katana blades. \
He commonly is seen using a mixture of all three at all times, with four swords hanging from his hips if he's feeling fancy- though Serkan tends to ditch his swords for important missions, leaning more so towards the use of daggers to take down his enemies silently and efficiently, with only one trusted katana at his side if things go wrong (along with a gun to make sure no one can get away if they're out of his throwing range).

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Emotion Manipulation & Suggestion |
“I don’t use my powers for any bad means, trust me! Whenever I have my hands around a target, I’m always transfusing the idea, the concept that they are having a good time. A good one- not a bad one. That is how I differ from other assassins.”
Born with the power to manipulate the emotions of others, Serkan has limited use and power over his ability. His ability can manipulate the emotions of others in three ways: towards objects and actions, to step into his opponents minds and analyze their emotions, or to infuse them with a certain emotion for a certain amount of time (note: will further go in detail about these three aspects below). Otherwise, his ability is extremely “uninteresting” in the eyes of some, and a lot less flashy than the usual powers that others tend to hold (such as fire manipulation, whatnot). There is also no show whenever he is using his power, either, and the only indication can be seen when his irises start to shine with a bright brilliance. In terms of adverse effects, Serkan has noticed a slip in his mental stability whenever he uses his power for too long (not that his mentality was very stable in the first place). Momentary slips into panic and confusion has caused many close slips for Serkan- so much so that he has stopped relying on his power much anymore when he is off on missions (though less so in safer situations). These slips can be incurred after Serkan has been using his power for near an hour or so, as his power demands that Serkan step into the minds of his
1. Towards objects and actions | “To make things easier in an example, I can make an alcoholic come to hate alcohol for a short period of time. I can make it so that someone doesn’t look up when I’m on the roof, and make sure that someone doesn’t make a turn or look in my direction. I can, to an extent, make sure that no one looks at me either out of a feeling of aversion or just ‘I shouldn’t look that way’.” The main facet of his power (and basically the only one Serkan really uses) is his ability to bend a person’s ideas and actions through their emotions. Obviously, the effect is extremely temporary, and sometimes fails completely- which can cause his targets to sense his presence. In most cases, Serkan uses his ability as a means to protect himself from detection, stopping his targets from turning their heads or eyes in a certain direction by manipulating their emotions to believing that everything is safe, that nothing could be wrong with the particular spot they were almost going to search with their eyes. With objects, Serkan can repulse his targets away from certain objects he might wish to obtain, infusing a sense of disgust or general dislike for his target towards the object. Obviously, Serkan has used his power in the opposite as well, infusing a sense of euphoria, pleasure and love within his target towards an object- such as knives, wounds and, ultimately, death. The first is much easier for Serkan to use, as it doesn’t demand Serkan to manipulate his target’s emotions too much, but rather just send them a mental cue or hint. The latter, however, demands Serkan to know when is the right time to act (when the target is focusing on an object, or when the object is strong in their minds) and for the target’s suggested emotions to be towards the object Serkan has in mind.
2. Stepping into his opponents minds | “Now, look. This isn’t as simple as it sounds. Do you have any fucking clue how badly you can screw up your own mind by perceiving two different lines of thought? Do you? Fuck no. It screws with my brain; it’s too dangerous. I’m too dangerous.” Serkan doesn’t really “step” into the minds of his targets- he is unable to perceive their thoughts, past history and personal inner thoughts. No; rather, Serkan is only able to perceive the emotions they feel. By concentrating his power even further, Serkan is able to step into the cloud that is his target’s emotions, perceiving what they are feeling in that exact moment. From there, Serkan can dissect and understand how to move in real life, knowing fully well how his actions (or what his target is perceiving) are affecting his target. This is, however, an extremely dangerous skill for Serkan, as, as he has come to learn, perceiving dual emotional processes can really screw with the human mind. It has gotten to the point that, at times, Serkan can confuse his own with his targets. Commonly, after long excursions in another person’s brain (or in a far away target’s brain), Serkan can become extremely confused and disoriented, falling into a period of mental instability that he has no control over. And yet the exhilaration of knowing what others around him might be feeling causes Serkan to use this part of his power again and again though he knows that, with each use, a part of his mind slips away from his grasp.
3. Infusing certain emotions in a target | “I feel as if this is more self-explanatory than the rest, no? I suggest a certain emotion directly into my opponent, making them feel an overwhelming amount of a certain feeling. I can make them feel unsettled, disgruntled, melancholy, depressed to happy, merry, euphoric, if needs be, for a certain amount of time. Quite a long time, actually, around two to three hours of needs be.” The main problem to Serkan’s powers (in his own eyes) is his inability to infuse anything more complex, such as allegiance and loyalty. Actually, Serkan can infuse these emotions into other people- but the moment the time period has finished and his power has to be relinquished, well, let us say that the last time that happened, Serkan had to run for his life. His ability can affect at most ten people at a time, and he can keep a total of around thirty people under his influence. One thing he likes to do with this skill is to subjugate the bodyguards of his targets underneath an incurable bloodlust, allowing them to kill one another as he slinks his way through to his ultimate goal. But with his sanity slipping bit by bit, Serkan has found that his power has been weakening bit by bit, but his power is still very much at the peak of it’s power, or nearing it.

"Now, see here. Breaking the minds of my victims benefits them- it doesn't harm them! Imagine, using the last of your breath to do something that you like, or at least doing something you think you like. I feel more so than a mass murderer I'm more of a misunderstood saint."

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185cm | 6'0

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76kg | 165lbs
"Did no one tell you that it is rude to ask about someone's weight?"

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Red | Dark Red
His natural hair color was red to begin with, light and vibrant- but dark for a ginger-haired child. Rather than having a mix of orange in the lot, his hair was a pure red ever since he had been born. This color has only darkened as Serkan grew older, and his habit of rubbing the blood of his victims into his hair hasn't let his hair get lighter (though there's hardly any correlation between the two). Due to the constant blood in his hair, Serkan's hair sometimes turns brown in color (or even black if he leaves the blood on long enough), with his hair clumping into pieces that he fashions or washes out.

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Bright Red | Brown
From a distance and under dim lighting, Serkan's eyes can sometimes come off as a lightish brown or maroon color. Under a light, however, the beautiful red tone in Serkan's eyes will be drawn out, akin to the bright glow of expensive rubies. It's not too hard to see the beautiful red hue of Serkan's eyes, as the tiniest tint of light can allow his red irises to shine.

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Pale
"Well, I suppose my general attire of long sleeves and long pants during all hours and seasons has helped me retain my baby-pearl skin."

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“What can I say? Tall, handsome, dashing- I think I do look pretty good myself. Just look at all these pictures of me. It’s pretty obvious that you can’t call me anything other than a very handsome young lad.”
Tall and fair with long legs and arms, Serkan was born with the body of a model. Though his teenage years were filled with a type of klutziness as he grew into his body, Serkan has long since thrown that behind himself, with each and every of his movements filled with a sort of deadly grace. At first glance, Serkan can seem extremely kind and benevolent, with a constant smile on his face. The one thing that may come off to others is that Serkan constantly seems to be in a genuine state of happiness, and treats others all with a certain kindness that allows him to really get close to others- the aura he gives off is one of charisma, understanding and compassion. However, after longer periods of time with Serkan, one can start to sense the emptiness in his eyes and notice the flashes of a dangerous darkness that can sometimes flit across his face. His smiles can start to take on a more threatening tint and his laughs more hollow.
In terms of clothing, Serkan near constantly dresses up formally. With dress shirts, dress pants and a formal suit as his common everyday wear, it would seem to most normal people on the street that Serkan might just be emulating the “white collars” of days past. When it turns cold, Serkan just dons on long black trench coats, matching his generally black outfit, along with an old, tattered- but warm- gray scarf. He does have, for some reason, a certain taste for white suits, of which he tends to wear on missions.
“The color of blood mixing into the white is most…cathartic to watch. Beautiful. It allows me to wear the soul I just stole from His Holiness up above.”
When the need for anonymity is larger than Serkan’s need for fun, he tends to don this outfit to hide his identity. During these excursions, Serkan doesn’t use his powers nor does he leave his victims in the usual state that has become so iconic and linked to his name. This outfit has given Serkan another identity (of which almost all others do not link to him), a second person to be during short time periods, Yet the love for black still lingers.

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✦ Unstable ✧ Intelligent ✦ Enigmatic ✧ Dichotomized ✦
“I’d like to compare myself to, hm, something like a great beast of the wild: a tiger- or a lion, constantly pacing- ambiguous, ephemeral, enigmatic. Alone.”
Serkan’s personality is a mystery as much to himself as it is to others. He does not understand himself as others seem to understand themselves, for, as he claims, he has never been able to meet his true inner self. Though, at first glance, his exterior façade and actions seem to be genuine, it doesn’t take very long (around a year or so) to figure out that what is perceived is actually somewhat false. It’s hard to say what sort of person Serkan would have developed into underneath the right circumstances- that would probably be a Serkan Haemon with a more stable mentality than the one we face today. Without the trauma that Serkan experienced as a child, the layers of instability that threaten to crash down on his head any moment would not be there to constantly threaten him and remind him of how fragile life is.
“Enough of that- tell them what I am on good days, yeah? When I’m not too busy and when it’s a good day outside and all the birds are singing and the weather is good.”
If needs be, Serkan can be one of the most polite gentlemen one might ever come across in their lives. Constantly looking out for others, Serkan’s bright attitude and general light-hearted attitude can be rather contagious at times. With a smile near constantly on his face and a gentle countenance, Serkan treats everyone he comes to with a general equality, favoring no one over the other based on features, status or wealth. Constantly compassionate and an open ear for everyone, Serkan tends to be everyone’s confidant and rarely ever lets the words slip through his mouth after they enter through his ears. While he himself is trustworthy and kind to others, Serkan expects them to return the respect that he gives to them; if they are not, Serkan tends to cut the other from his circle of acquaintances, never to be heard of or seen again. In this sense, it is interesting for most to find out that Serkan can hold extremely long grudges for the smallest of reasons. Yet few hold it against him due to his generally amiable temperament- though, at some points, many might have sensed that something is “off” about Serkan. This is because, though he seems close with everyone, at the same time no one really knows much about the young man. No age, no date of birth, no homeland, no indication as to the wealth he might hold and the upbringing he might have had; Serkan doesn’t really have anything to really define who he is as a person. His background (to everyone) is a blank-slate- one that is usually ignored due to how large of a presence he makes on people in the moment. It can only be a later passing thought in the minds of those that Serkan interacts with- but many people are extremely perceptive. And though Serkan’s mask is near perfect, there are still times when he can slip due to the precarious state his mental stability is in from time to time.
More often than not, Serkan roams away from human interaction to be by himself, allowing him to take off his mask momentarily and let what he believes is his true self to release itself and claw to the surface. “It’s sort of animalistic, really. It is almost as if I have to rip apart what I weave together just to be myself. Hah, that actually sounds a bit funny. ‘Rip myself apart’.” With nothing to stop him and no inner mental voice telling him what is right or wrong, Serkan tends to seem to devolve into a child, with many thing amusing him and his actions uninhibited by anything at all. Anger, excitement and irrationality become the three main traits Serkan is able to be, with the only intent of instilling havoc to his surroundings. The center of his universe and concerns become more direct and obvious- and that is for him to do what he wants, contrary to what others wish for him to do.
It would seem as if Serkan is, well, more bipolar than not, only able to place himself into two polar states- but this is not true. There are moments when Serkan is more moderate and in between these two states, when he is trying to regain control over his mind and limbs. Slips occur when Serkans temper flares of when he is in situations of dire danger. His instincts tend to take over, forcing him into the near primeval state that he frequents especially when hunting and on his missions. Caution and paranoia follow his every step as Serkan tries to maneuver his way through his every day life as his mind slowly deteriorates into a psychotic mess.
“Now, to be honest with you, this all might just be some random bullshit I came up with. I am a master of disguises, as needed and a prerequisite for one of the best assassins across the world. I could pretend to be anyone I wanted and then poof! Vanish. Become someone new. Who knows?”