Name: Attello Hasting
Age: Died at age 27 (~2500 years dead)
Gender: Male
Height: 6'1"
Eyes: Hazel
Physical: Strongly built but not overly muscled. His skin is slightly tan and he has the face of a man who has worked many hard days. His eyes tell a tale much older than his body looks. His hair is kept shortly trimmed and he keeps a light beard.
Mental: Attello has had time to go through some major changes in his mental state. He has become a cool individual though he learned to enjoy the company of strangers. He tends to not get to involved with those who are mortal while at the same time not really relating to those who are immortal. Many lost friends over the years have made it hard for him to cry over loss of life, but his sense of compassion for those who still do is no less diminished. Deep down there is still a seed of insanity, planted there by Anima, an urge for the things that drive the monster, the very chaos that keeps him alive.
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Attello Hasting
Symbiotic host of Anima, despite being otherwise dead for over 2500 years
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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Chuckles
Description
History
Attello Hasting died. That is a known fact, there were witnesses to the event.
It is hard to tell how Anima came to him, or how exactly it managed to return Attello to life. What is certain is that Anima is bound to Attello just as much as Attello is bound to Anima. Attello is the key to Anima's ability to travel beyond the confines of Aris, its realm of origin, to which it was supernaturally tethered. On the other side Anima is the key to Attello's very existence in the Multiverse.
Attello can channel Anima's power to an extent, mostly manifesting in telepathic abilities, including the ability to direct pain or pleasure directly to a persons nervous system and mild psychokinesis related to creating mental shields to protect against physical attacks.
So begins...
Attello Hasting's Story
Attello Hasting nodded, "Live in it, thats all you can do." Attello replied mater of factly. If he had learned one thing in all his time it was living with adversity, he knew that he was capable of going through other wise traumatic experiences like the average person went through a normal day. He knew what she was going through in a memory, the person he was now would have simply taken the unwanted thoughts and, for lack of a better term, beat them into submission. Nearly three thousand years living with a sentient being sharing his mind and soul had changed him into something his living self would have barely recognized. "For now at least, we don't know why this happened. There are powers beyond out recognition in the universe, those that appoint certain people to certain fates. Call it fate, call it gods, perhaps fate has chosen you for something. All that is certain is that this path must be walked out, and in the end it will make you something more than you were before."
reap, Vice is actually a great person to critique your work, I actually hounded her till she looked at mine.
Attello Hasting shrugged slightly, "Why ever? Fate waited until I died to connect me with Anima, now I'm neither dead, nor alive. Even wandering as I have for so many years, I have played a small roll in so many stories, I do not know how important I have been." He looked at Snow, "For you, this seems more than simple fate that happens and leaves you to the circumstance as it did me. This was surely done for some purpose, though what I can not say. For now you need rest, try not to think too hard about it, the answers will not come simply from asking yourself how and why." He finished his drink and stretched his shoulders, "Some one else may have those answers, but that is for another time."
Attello Hasting shook his head, "No, your thoughts wouldn't endanger anyone so long as these things are confined to your own mind. It can not simply move from one mind to another, unless it is controlled by someone outside of you, or is a thing I have never encountered before. I felt nothing to indicate it was some outside being. As to the other, while there are things I have not seen or understand, I doubt that these thoughts could traverse between minds simply by knowing of someone."
Attello Hasting Made his way into Gambits behind an Italian who seemed to be one of the more 'normal' patrons of the bar. Slipping quietly to the bar he found a seat, resting his elbows on the counter and rubbing his temples. He never really had a reason to be in the bar, perhaps something interesting would happen, some new face. It had been some time since he had done anything of any particular interest, he was beginning to get fidgety, needed a night out. "Hope you don't disappoint" he spoke to the counter.
Attello Hasting watched as a young woman dressed in black entered, a dog in tow. He thought they made a rather odd couple, though the relation ship between pets and their owners never had ceased to amazed him. That was saying something considering how long he'd been around. From what he could see of her face, which was little to say the least, he was impressed. Her eyes where stunning, as was her hair. "Cute, dog." he offered, finding himself in a rare occasion in which he had no idea what to say.
Attello Hasting pet the dogs head, "Oh, he's quite fine." Her voice was something to behold, a perfect match to her eyes. He was impressed, though he knew almost nothing about her, which was probably aiding the fact that he was so impressed. "While I find myself on the subject of complements, if you don't mind a stranger saying, your eyes are astounding. Not those of a human I presume."
/me's eyebrows raised as he leaned back. A fire elemental, certainly not something you run into every day. She had an uncanny, almost unnatural beauty about her. He got the feeling he was staring at the face of one of the most innocent people in the bar, then he got the feeling that he was staring, which he promptly stopped doing. "Well, you don't mind if I smoke?" He reached in his pocket and took out a cigarette, something he did when he didn't know what to do. "I suppose I jumped over the introductions though." He set the cigarette into his shirt pocket and extended a hand, "My name is Attello Hasting, something of a human by nature." He smiled.
Attello Hasting 's eyes raised as he leaned back. A fire elemental, not something one sees every day. She had an uncanny, almost unnatural beauty about her. Attello felt like he was staring at the face of the most innocent person in the room, and then he felt like he was staring, which he promptly stopped doing. "You don't mind if I smoke?" he asked as he pulled a cigarette out, something he did when he didn't know exactly what to do. "But it seems I've jumped over the introduction." He placed the cigarette in his shirt pocket, "My name is Attello Hasting, something of a human by nature." He smiled.
Attello Hasting lit his cigarette. He made a mental note to restock on cigars, they smelled much better, depending on the cigar of course. He noticed that she carried a lighter, he smiled a bit at the irony. Of course he did things that were equally unnecessary. "Well, Ms Serafina, beautiful name by the way, what brings you to the dim dark and otherwise generally unsavory corner of the world that is Gambits?"
Attello Hasting took a thoughtful drag of his cigarette. "Well, that makes two of us then. Never quite sure why I come back here, but I always do. I suppose its interesting enough from time to time." He thought about her statement, "the Dark Woods, thats a place I have yet to visit, any kind of entertainment to be had?" He smiled, fully expecting the dark woods to be a place where few people found entertainment, he was among few people.
Attello Hasting nodded, "Well, certain things have their place and time I suppose." he would keep it in mind if he got to incredibly bored, though he would have to be pretty well board. "From around here, no, not by far. I'm from another world, another place and time all together." He took a drag of his cigarette and decided that now was a good time to order his scotch. "Its quite the story I suppose." He passed it off rather nonchalantly, he had lived with it for so long it was nothing more than an age old bed time story any more.
Attello Hasting looked down to the dog, who he'd almost completely forgotten. Animals had a funny way of reminding you the exist. His ear's perked up at the sound of her mentioning her leg hurting. "Result of your recent adventures I take it?"
Attello Hasting scratched his chin, it was never a good idea to have anything open just sitting around. He could hear Anima in the back of his head. "Eavesdropping are we?" he asked the creature, to which he simply got the feeling the girl had more of a story than he was aware of. Someone was chasing her? "How bad is it? Won't do any good if you let it fester." he asked, curbing his thoughts for a moment.
Attello Hasting felt Anima jump, dumping a bunch of thoughts on him. Apparently the being had been taking inventory. Perhaps things where going to turn for the chaotic after all. "Well now, who might this be?" Attello asked Serafina. "And why must they insist on barging in on a perfectly good conversation?" He figured his knowing more than she had said would tip her off to the fact that he wasn't ordinary.
Attello Hasting smiled, as if no was actually an answer. Anima was beginning to beam, he could feel it. He put out what was left of his cigarette, grabbed what was left of his scotch, and followed the girl over the bar toward the back exit. "Lets see what fun we can have today." he spoke, mostly to himself and to Anima. It had been a quite couple of months, he would enjoy what ever happened next.
The setting changes from Gambit's Bar to Main Street
Attello Hasting followed swiftly, slightly surprised to see the dog burst into flames. "Well, I supposed I should have expected that, considering." He turned and adjusted his jacket. "So, your old man here. Assuming he happens to be a fire elemental, anything I might should know?" Attello had already put up a minor shield, but he had no idea what to expect here.
Attello Hasting 's smile grew. "Mind control, telepathy. Oh this will be interesting wont it?" Attello shifted his focus, he could take physical as it came, mental was more important. 'Anima, time for some entertainment, I'll need back up on this one right?' he thought to his companion. He could feel the response, like a warm blanket wrapping around his brain. Serafina would fell the same sensation, though it would probably seem less inviting at first. "That feeling you might be feeling about now would be a friend, believe it or not. It should help with the mental side of things."
Attello Hasting took a step back. "You know, I don't think she's got it." Attello remarked, his sarcastic nature starting to gear up. It was something that surfaced in a fight, it was related to the drive for chaos that he had inherited from Anima. He took a step behind her to be sure he was out of the way and ready to start blocking fireballs or earthquakes, what ever happened to come as a result of Serafina's own threat.
Attello Hasting shrugged, "Other than far too old to remember being called young man, thanks for the compliment by the way, nobody you'll think is important." He noted the mans strength, and whats more he noted the vast lack of any sort of fuse. This would be interesting. "On the other side of that coin, you might remember me as some one important when this is all over." His causal smile edged into a grin, the kind that gives the average person a chill. He mentally went to Serafina,
He nodded as to her. He didn't know who her father was, but he knew the one thing that was safe was their minds, there was no way the man could break Anima's shielding when that was all the creature had to focus on.That was some hit, Anima can dull the pain, just ask him.