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Vincent Loire

"Just because I'm deaf, doesn't mean I don't know what you are saying."{WIP}

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a character in “The Liberation Front”, originally authored by Scra, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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"Did you know for every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction.


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Full Name
Vincent Niel Loire II
   
Nicknames and Aliases
Vince || This is just a shortened version of his full name, Vincent. Despite the fact he isn't entirely fond of nicknames , he finds this one acceptable and rarely tells people not to call him this.
Vinny || Unlike Vince, Vinny doesn't get the same attitude from Vincent. He doesn't like this nickname, he finds it really annoying and refuses to respond to those who call him this, unless you are extremely close to him. Than he may make an exception.
Neil || Vincent neither likes or dislikes this name, since it is technically his middle name, so therefore it is his name. He would rather be called Vince, but if you did call him Neil instead, he would except it.
Professor || This is Vincent's alias when he is on missions for the Liberation Front, and also a loving nickname given to him by the team. He received the title because of his love for inventing things for the team. This is one nickname he doesn't mind.

Gender
Male

Age
19

Sexual Orientation
Omnisexual


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Whip
Vincent's weapon is a black whip made with a smooth, flexible, and extremely durable material which allows it to be thrown in such a way that, toward the end of the throw, part of the whip exceeds the speed of sound—thereby creating a small sonic boom. Its strength is also something to be noted as, if used right, it can slice throw trees and other thick material like a sword. Vincent uses and wields this whip with expert proficiency. He uses a whip because it is a weapon that the user must be trained to use, and therefore it can not be taken from him and used against him in a confrontation. When one is hit by Vincent's whip it leaves parallel wounds, that once combined with his sensory majik amplifies the pain, making the wound feel like a thousand sharp pieces of glass just ripped off your skin. He also uses it to move thru the air, by wrapping it around tree trunks, building railings, etc.

Sensory Majik
Sensory Majik is when Vincent has complete control over the senses of himself and others, including sight, smell, hearing, touch, taste, balance, pain, awareness, etc. allowing him to freely alter and manipulate them. He can enhance, reduce or remove them temporarily or permanently, which has only happened once in his entire life, protect them from being overwhelmed, and cause his target to sense things that aren't there or prevent them from sensing things that are. Of course this ability isn't all that magnificent, as it has its defaults. For one, whenever he use his removal move he is at the same risk as his victim, though he has only messed up once, and the affect costed him his hearing. Other problems is that he can become rather drained in the sense that if he uses his powers to much that his own senses become dull, until he rests.


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Hair Color
Vincent's hair use to be grey when he was younger, but he dyed it a raven black when he turned ten, the reason for this is unknown.
   
Eye Color
Vincent has vibrant yellow amber eyes.

Height
Five feet and Nine inches.

Weight
Hundred and sixty-seven pounds.

Tattoos
Vincent has a single tattoo wrapped around his right bicep. The tattoo reads, "Μπορώ να ζήσω ούτε μαζί σας, ούτε χωρίς εσένα." In english, "I can live neither with you, nor without you."
Vincent never explains what the saying means to him, but he has acknowledged it is a saying he holds deeply.

Piercings
When Vincent was younger, and more rebellious, he got his tongue and both ears pierced. Of course he doesn't have them anymore, but if you look closely you can still see the holes located on the middle of his tongue, and both of his earlobes.
   
Scars
Vincent does have nasty burn marks along his body, which he received from countless cigarette butts. The most gruesome ones are located on the bottom of his feet, and on his back. He also has a single burn mark on the palm of his right hand. He also harbors some scars along his body that he inflicted on himself when he was younger.
   
Oddities
Deaf || Vincent is unable to hear, even with his Sensory Majik. This is due to a traumatic incident that occurred when he was younger. But he's not helpless, cause for what he is unable to hear he makes it up with his eyes. Eyes || Circling around his pupils is a red U shaped symbol, it often causes people to stare at him. Glasses || Vincent's glasses aren't used for him to see better, they are actually a Majik dimmer device, which he made, so he doesn't waste unneeded majik.


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Personality
{Deep Thinker, Eccentric, Complicated, Patient, Intelligent}
Vincent is a complicated person. He's had his past woes, then again so has everyone else, but his have left deep gaping wounds that haven't healed. His apathy is a defense against caring too much, only to lose it. His desire to protect is an apology for all the times he failed to do so in his past. His loses in the past has left him to never ask or desire for much, whether that be in materials, relationships, or life. Never expect too much and you'll never be disappointed.

Vincent above all is independent and straightforward. He is not easily swayed by the charms of others, and doesn't mind being alone. Adding to that, he is a suave and composed man of grace which grants him a mysterious and refined sense of beauty to anyone that would meet him. This makes him a very charismatic person in which people tend to gather around. He is also a calm individual especially in strenuous situations and reserved when personal matters would come to light as he respects privacy. Not willing to disclose himself to others easily. Little is truly known about him, as he rarely talks about himself.

Vincent is a deep thinker, and can be most often seen sitting somewhere pondering to the distance, with a book in hand even if he's not reading it. Or maybe he's asleep, contorted by the windowsill, you really can't tell. He's likely to be either. And let's be honest here, a window isn't the oddest place you've found him sleeping, he seems to think everywhere is his napping grounds. His patient demeanor leaves something a bit unpredictable in the air, like he knows something you don't. And he probably does too, he's highly perceptive, but plays it off as if he has no idea. There isn't much he cares about and his desires are simple, so there isn't much to anger him with.

Being deaf is a struggle for Vincent, but the way he interacts with others, you wouldn't guess he couldn't hear you. Vincent is always ready for a discussion in philosophy and can offer his two cents and those of various philosophers at any point no matter the mood or just a simple conversation about the weather. You can find Vincent inventing multiply devices for his own use or his team. Perhaps the word eccentric would due him more justice. As calm and laid back as Vincent is, when he is researching something or inventing he can get restless, not stopping until he reaches a conclusion. It's most erratic behavior. But hey, that's Vincent.

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Hobbies
-At least 3-
      
Habits
-At least 3-

Likes/Loves
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Dislikes/Hates
  • (At least 5)(repeat format if more)


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Strengths
(What are they good at- at least four)

Weakness
(what are they bad at- as many or more than strengths)[/b]


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History
"The Devil gave me wings, and I took to the sky. But had I only realized sooner, those wings were never mine."
Vincent Neil Loire II, was born on a winter day in Deamore, healthy and enthusiastic, this child was the joy of both Victoria and Vincent Loire. The world was given too Vincent ever since he was little, anything he wanted his parents gave him. To put it in simple terms he was a spoiled brat who acted whatever way he wanted and no one would stop him.



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So begins...

Vincent Loire's Story

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Character Portrait: Lisia Hallowell Character Portrait: Atticus Cato Character Portrait: Jezebel Leblanc Character Portrait: Elliot Hallowell Character Portrait: Jade Olivander Character Portrait: Vincent Loire
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What was it about the town square that made Lisia feel so exposed? To her, it was as if someone was parading her around, screaming her name at the top of their lungs. Not her alias, the name given to her the day she escaped the clutches of the "king". No, her real name. The name of Deamore's Crown Princess. Lisia was positive that her fake name did not suit her. Lis Mirakel made her sound as though she was just another face in the crowd. On the other hand, Lisia Hallowell made her sound regal and unique. She was not entirely sure if sounding regal is what she wanted though. Maybe the sleepy town life was the way she should spend her years. Surely whoever took the throne after Jonathon died would be a much more gracious king. Lisia did not know that for sure though.

So, for the time being, she would wait for the opportunity to kick that phony king off his oh-so-high throne. She had to win against him. Lisia looked up from the book she was pretending to read to watch the people passing by outside. Her face was shadowed over by her cloak, but she was still terrified that someone would notice them. Sonia didn't even know that Lisia and her servant Lucia were out of the house. She was happy that Elliot agreed to cover for her; she couldn't spend another moment cooped up.

Now that she was in town though, she wondered if it was worth it. If one of Jonathon's forces found out who she was, they would have her head then and there. Lisia put the book back on the shelf, wondering where Lucia was with their coffee. She wanted to leave town soon so she could spend a quiet day reading at her favorite spot by the cliffsides. Absently, the brunette girl ran her hands along the spine of the books.

She loved the feeling of their leather binding beneath her fingertips. It reminded her of her late mother in a way. Caprice had been so fond of reading. Lisia felt as though it brought her closer to her parents. Her memories of them were few and far between, but the emotions that came with thoughts of them were too much to not love. Warmth, kindness, love... Lisia shook her head as if it would clear the thoughts away. It worked for a moment when she pulled a heavy volume off the shelf. She flipped through it. It was well-written, constructed with an artistic grace.

With a sigh, Lisia sat herself down on one of the many provided chair. She turned to the first page, her eyes hungrily eating up the words. What is fate? Is it the abstract thought that governs our lives or is it nothing more than a romantic notion that was created by man long ago?

Lisia sometimes wondered that herself.

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ImageJade smiled at his surroundings. His small team was in place, he was in place, and he certainly wasn't about to waste the best and most amazing opportunity to make fun of his most hated friend, not really a friend in any way, king. He wouldn't bow or call him a king ever, just because he hated the lunatic.

Jade was about to give the signal to move when he caught sight of something, someone, that he never thought he'd see again. Was this really happening? How could it be? Maybe Jade was going crazy, but was that the princess down there? The one person that he had searched for for years? The one person that could truly save the kingdom.

Jade left his place of hiding, not concerned about being caught or reocgnized though he knew he should be. He even walked past his wanted poster, the one word he could read. He smiled slightly as he yanked the paper down and continued walking towards the girl. Only then did he give be signal, giving a flourish of his right hand as he didn't pause.

Rather suddenly, a group of ten, fifteen maybe, of his group appeared in the square, chasing down guards that were being cruel or harsh to the people of the small town. This was the fifteenth one that month Jade had personally visited to assist with. He was recognized by a guard and when charged, ducked under the man to throw him over his shoulder without so much as pausing his stride towards the red haired girl.

"Hey, hey girl, we gotta talk if only for a moment," Jade sakes to her as he approached. He removed his hat as he approached, looking at the girl closely. "Listen, you look like someone I know, please, please, swing by this tavern towards the edge of town tonight at midnight if only for ten minutes. I just have to ask you some things if you don't mind," Jade says with a smile of disbelief. If this was who he thought it was, the kingdom was saved, if she wasn't, then he could very well die tonight.

Jade just stared at the girl for a moment. Did she know who he was in any way? Did she know where he came from or who his parents were or why he was having a pretty horrible life so far? He doubted it, but he really hoped she did, even if it wasn't very probable.

"Midnight my friend, lest I must seek you out. May we someday meet again should you choose to avoid me my dead," Jade says with a smile as he gives a slight bow in a more polite way than respect or anything, before dodging another soldier to throw over his shoulder and into a nearby fountain.

"You men must realize, running at me doesn't do anything, it is only when you know how to fight do you have a chance of actually doing any damage whatsoever to my ego, ideals, or body," Jade says as if putting the soldiers who couldn't match Jade with their rather pathetically basic fighting styles.

"Jade!" the familiar voice of the head guard rings out. Jade smiles at him with a smile some people would describe as a lunatics smile. "Eduardo, hello, I'm sorry, but I'm off to go have a drink, let's fight another day when you have more men and might be a challenge," Jade says waving in a friendly way, "Until then my doomed friend whom I hate."

Jade turns to walk off, the square no longer being filled with guards searching for The Liberation Front or the royals. The head of guards moves to charge forward though Jade already is gone, dissapearing through the sense crowd, almost as if he was never even there...