Species
Lugia
Type
psychic | flying
Gender
Male
Age
Late twenties
Personality
flirtatious
Never one to resist the chance to smooth talk a pretty lady or a handsome man, Rhydian always goes for the kill. He walks into clubs, or bars or whatever with the knowledge or the thought that he's not going home alone. It's as though he can't resist the urge to flirt with others. Even if it might be potentially dangerous, Rhydian has to at least try. As well, Rhydian seems to know the right things to say. He has a strategy and a plan and usually it works for him. Usually. Sure, sometimes it could end with Rhydian being slapped but it's just one person. There's plenty of fish in the sea. Rhydian should know. He lives there.
charismatic
He seems to draw others to him. He has a presence and a way of talking that just make people want to hang onto his every word. Rhydian says the right things at the right time. He's the type of guy that can persuade people to go back on their beliefs for his beliefs. Rhydian is the type of guy that can gather hundreds of followers simply because he knows what they want to hear and he says it. It isn't like they flock to him like bees to colorful flowers but Rhydian knows how to make himself stand out. A well placed smile or a nicely timed rueful run of the fingers through the hair can usually do the trick.
manipulative
Rhydian does not appreciate it when he does not have control of the room. He likes to be the one issuing the orders. He likes to be the one that people listen to and want to be like. He enforces this by not punishing those that don't listen but by showing them how wrong they are. If Rhydian discovers someone's weak point, and he wants to make them look bad, he'll constantly bring up the point very subtly. Never overbearing or obvious, Rhydian has managed to figure out how to lead others around and have them not even realize it. He enjoys toying with others, pulling them along by invisible strings when they think they're making their own decisions. Hook, line and sinker...
promiscuous
Addictions are easy to come by and very difficult to get rid of. Rhydian is a sufferer of such. His addiction of drinks led him to his addiction of sex. He loves it and he will do most anything if there's a chance that he's going to get some. Nonetheless, Rhydian does not appear desperate, as one who might be addicted to drugs might appear. Rhydian is, after all, a legendary. His tolerance and endurance is far superior to humans. He can stands a few weeks or even months without either but he would prefer it if he didn't have to. This is of course all an interior fight. The exterior he shows the world reveals none of his struggles, none of his addictions.
suspicious
Untrusting, Rhydian has learned the harsh way that human are evil and that they are all after him and his legendary kin. Rhydian does not like strangers and while he will talk to them, he will constantly be observing and will always assume an ulterior motive behind their actions. Rhydian never turns down a chance to meet someone - because there's a chance there could be rewards, but during the meeting and even afterwards, he will never reveal too much about himself. Personal information? Out of bounds. He rarely gives them his last name either as he believes they can track him and find out where he is and what he is and capture him. Anybody that tries to offer him help when he is in a situation where he might need help will be regarded with a cold, scrutinizing gaze for a few brief moments before Rhydian brushes himself off and introduces himself properly.
classy exterior
If Rhydian has inner struggles, he will never allow anyone else to have to share their burden. To the world, Rhydian acts the perfect gentlemen. None of his intentions, his suspicious thoughts or his hopes for what could come next is revealed unless absolutely necessary. He doesn't seem to drink excessively in public nor does he appear desperate enough to make a lady feel uncomfortable. He keeps a good abyss between his inner demons and his outwardly appearance. His past and the trauma he has suffered can be seen in his eyes but if anybody asks about it, Rhydian is sure to turn into a tale that will regale anybody, never playing himself up to be too much of a hero or a victim. He appears to have a chivalrous attitude, opening doors and getting drinks for his companions. Of course, all of these have ulterior motives. Funny how one who can be so suspicious of others' ulterior motives can have so many himself....
Brief Description
Rhydian has a presence. He has an aura surrounding him that demands attention and respect. When he enters a room, he refuses to go unnoticed. Although his voice is not the loudest, it is smooth and has a way of cutting through other people's conversations. His gestures are minimal but noticeable. He runs his hand through his hair? There's more to that than just pushing his hair out of his eyes. Standing at 6'2" helps with this. Often forced to duck as he enters a room, Rhydian stands just a tad taller than most of the other legendaries. He revels in looking over their heads and teases the shorter ones mercilessly on their lack of height.
His hair brushes his chin and is unruly in style. No matter how much Rhydian tries to tame it, his hair will always stick up in the back and he will always have an ahoge - or stray hair - curling from the top of his head. He sometimes tugs on it when he's thinking very deeply but this doesn't happen very often. Rhydian knows what he's doing and he is always aware of what his body is doing. His eyes are steel blue slanted and sometimes half-lidded as though he hasn't had enough sleep or has just woken up from a nap. Nonetheless, Rhydian's eyes are sharp and observant, years of trauma and sadness visible behind his deep gaze.
He can be almost...panicky at times, jumping at the slightest movements in the corners. He is somewhat convinced - after all the trauma he's been through when humans tried to capture him for his abilities time after time - that any human dressed in funny outfits and belong to some sort of Team is after him. And he believes that anybody who slinks around in the shadows is one of these humans. Although he doesn't like to show this sort of trauma or panic on his face, it is obvious in the way he suddenly breaks off conversation and moves to another location.
Rhydian walks the walk and talks the talk. He knows what he's doing and when he says something, he says it firmly and with certainty. When he walks, he walks with purpose. Each step has a place and no step is out of place. Nonetheless, Rhydian is always up for frivolous activities. He knows he has a sort of certain charm and he always plays it up.
A former dancer, he has a lean and athletic physique, with strong shoulders and strong legs that he has managed to keep despite it being a few decades since he last danced obsessively. His fingers are also slender and strong, as Rhydian has an affinity for music. The piano, violin and flute especially. He composes his own music and it is an important part of his life. When Rhydian isn't doing whatever it is legendaries do in their not-spare time, he's either fiddling with his violin or playing random notes on his flute. If he's at home in the Whirl Islands, then he's tinkering away on his piano. Always, always, always he has a glass of scotch or whiskey near him when he's composing. It has to be the good kind of scotch too - not that bad kind that leaves a weird taste in his mouth.
Rhydian's voice is melodic, almost haunting in tone. It's the type of voice that one could listen to for hours on end if someone wanted to.
He dresses somewhat oddly. Even if the weather is warm, Rhydian will not be seen without his favorite white scarf or his long black coat. He wears dark skinny pants underneath and a pair of sturdy boots. Gloves are optional, as it seems Rhydian gets cold rather easily if he doesn't keep moving.
Likes
♪♫ water
♪♫ music
♪♫ his instruments
♪♫ the ocean
♪♫ sex
♪♫ swimming
♪♫ listening to the ocean
♪♫ composing
♪♫ good scotch or whiskey
Dislikes
♫♪ humans
♫♪ being trapped
♫♪ when the bird trio fights
♫♪ remembering the storm that destroyed his tower
♫♪ rambunctious crowds
♫♪ being ignored
♫♪ confinement
♫♪ awkward silences
♫♪ not doing anything
Strengths
charismatic | musically gifted | authoritative
Weaknesses
sometimes careless with his power | overly suspicious | addicted
History
Tucked away under the ocean, the Whirl Islands is the home to one particular legendary bird. Holed up there in isolation for fear of destroying numerous towns simply because he accidentally flapped his wing, Lugia resides, alone, in the dark. His only companion is his music. Haunting melodies whispered under the cover of the ocean waves is no stranger to the seas. Wailords and Wailmer converse by it. Lugia uses it to fill the silence that constantly surrounds him.
He gets bored easily, living alone like that. So, sometimes, he ventures out. But he can't venture out in his true form. No, that would just be way too obvious. So Lugia created Rhydian Addison Baines. He intended to keep Rhydian under the radar but that plan went out the window when the legendary first discovered alcohol and then he discovered the wonders of human intimacy.
Lugia was created like any other legendary. The seas and the skies were vast places. Someone needed to be in control of the seas and the skies. Thus, Lugia and Ho-Oh were created. In the years following their creation, Rhydian was rather close to his brother. They were tight, best friends.
Then Rhydian remembers that the whole reason he started this spiral was because of his brother. They lost touch when Ho-Oh took up residence with the humans. Rhydian couldn't believe his ears. Back then, he had still been Lugia. There had been no human form, no humanoid shape to take to mingle in with the majority of the world. He had been a closed off, shy being - scared of the shadows and of what he could do. But when Ho-Oh turned into someone else and they lost touch, Lugia decided that this was the time to take things into his own hands...er...wings. He decided he didn't want to be scared of his own shadow anymore. He didn't want to be alone with just his dance and his music. He wanted to be part of the surface world.
So Rhydian Addison Baines came into existence. As a human, Rhydian mingled among the humans, drawn to them much like his brother. They were strange, they were different. They didn't act like the other legendaries. Rhydian discovered alcohol. He discovered sex.
And he loved both of them.
By the time Ho-Oh called for him to reside up in the Brass Tower, he was very knowledgeable in alcohol and he had come to love the intimacy two humans could have. He hadn't yet begun his wilder experiments, for he was still rather young, still rather unlearned. He gladly took up residence in the Brass Tower - if only to be closer to his brother again. He wanted to return to the closeness they had shared years and years ago. Everything had gone fine. But Rhydian ran on a schedule that was different from his brother's. He was a nocturnal creature, remaining as Lugia in the day - asleep - and coming out at night as Rhydian.
When his tower burned down - presumably because he accidentally caused the storm, Rhydian realized how foolish he had been. This life wasn't for him. He couldn't live among humans. He fled, saddened by the truth he had come to realize. He holed himself up for a few years, refusing to see or even think about humans. He only turned into his human form to play the instruments he had learned while mingling among them. He gave up dance - he could not find the motivation nor the inspiration to pour his heart and soul into moving his body when he knew there was nowhere for him to go towards.
He came out only a few times during this period. Once to quell the fighting of the three birds that supposedly only he had the power to quell. It had been a very traumatizing experience. Humans - the very humans that had once intrigued and enticed him - sought him for his power. Rhydian was bemused. Didn't they know that his power couldn't be controlled? That if he couldn't control it, they didn't have a prayer? But they didn't seem to realize this. Time after time they came after him again.
Rhydian realized he wasn't safe in just his true form. He had to return to the land of the humans. If there was Lugia in the Whirl Islands, then they wouldn't know where to go to find him.
Crush
EVERYBODY. No, really. Rhydian is quite pansexual.
Other
Hex code #: #283A90