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Valavalince

Piss off, little one.

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a character in “The Multiverse”, as played by Matthias

Description

At 5’7” and 138 lbs. Valavalince is a pale individual whom is more times than not found wearing gray wind-breakers and a similar matching top, coated with some form of dirt or soot. Skin is pale, only real color being the muck he picks up after some dirty job. Charcoal hair falls partially over view, concealing vision for almond colored eyes. Normal body mass compared to a person who doesn't go to the gym regularly. Only off-set item seen on the body being a helixed chain link that ties two wrists together.

Personality

Motivation purposes force Valavalince to - wait… purpose… purpose… The word us to hold meaning once. Carried in the form of a brown eyed, black haired raven with a physique that tempted even those of the same sex to come around. But, the two could never change, and he was a mack. Always one for the girl on the corner, the stripper at the local bar, girl next door, one-night stand-I'll-never-see-again sort of guy. And lust played him a fool, but she played him further. When all was done and said -- Silence was a virtue well succumbed to while actions taken plagued the mind, constantly reminding him of the burden he bared, doubling over into a state of euphoria every time the visualizations played. Currently strangled by the past, drowning in sorrowful memories of two lovers that never stood a chance. A bleak, dark image portrayed in life as everything lost its color, smell, or taste. The world, and even Love evermore turned a blind eye to him, leaving a dry, sarcastic tone in voice. Outlook on Life as Valavalince saw it - pointless and there is and always will be something to bitch about.

Equipment

Metalloid chain-link: This link binds the males wrists together. The actual source of his power(s). Etched upon this link is: Illidori. The name of his own creation.

Spells/Abilities:

Manipulator of Metalloid: Thanks to that metallic link(Only thing he can) binding hands together and through some.. unknown act(Illidori), Valavalince can manipulate its structure to either: increase in length, size or both at any given time.

Coagulated Vomit: This is a bodily response to the infectious “Illidori”. Where her interferences send Valavalince doubling over in a fit of wheezes and/or dry heaves anteriorly finally throwing up a vile substance of coagulated liquid metal(mainly caused by an aroma he smells in both mouth and nose). This substance can then be used, when hand dips in, to withdraw a weapon. A thin, metal pole, mainly.

Coax: Illidori is a living substance consisting of liquid metal within Valavalince’s body. One of her defenses for protecting her host, and Love, is to project particles of her makeup into his blood stream. When reaching a joint, the substance deters and absorbs itself into the bone marrow to help strengthen the body’s durability.

Illidori’s Cloak: This is similar to “Coax”, except it is done to the exterior of the body. However, this can only be done if there’s a notably large sized gash on the body. And can only be done if the Coax’s effect has reached that portion of the body. Such as: If Valavalince is struck at the calf and the Coax process is only at kneecap-level, then this “ability” cannot be done. Yet, if it is to happen, then Illidori will exert excessive amounts of flexible liquid metal in spurts to crawl up and down the given body; slowly to consume it whole.

History

Let it be noted that; one night, through an erotic appetite Valavalince broke her heart and she fell apart. Becoming a feministic devil in stilettos. Always looking sweet when having fun, but she's a butcher that uses sugar and spice. Through twisted tales weaved of countless lies this relationship became a love hate masquerade where Valavalince always found her sight. Soon to be between them thighs. The woman was a high fashion assassin to love. Always playing these games, scoring the names. Now, all for her passion.

Today I watched the love of my life walk away...


The atmosphere was all too familiar for that day in age. Where grey clouds loomed over-head forewarning a bad omen to happen as the darkest part of the day was to follow. The time where the winds blew wildly, untamed and cold. Present drizzles falling for the sake of some poor soul. The minutes that seemed like hours and the hours seemed like days. Some say, “Before the shit hits the fan.” Others simply state, “It’s going to be one hell of a storm!”.

The minutes.

One minute they were jogging to get out of the rain; damp and panting. The rain fell blunt at a rightward angle. Water splashed, soaking cloth and foot ware further with each and every step. The cold air engulfed by heavy lungs made it that much harder to continue. Each exhale burned the throats as warmth escaped. Though, they ran – ran together, side by side. A single glance of Emerald and Almond still shown brightly through the dim day and its times. However, the rain was far from over and the storm has yet to come..

Home was just two and a half miles away.

Is it broken? Could we work it out? It could be seen in her eyes that she's ready to break. Please, don’t turn away.. Time is all he asked for. Just one more day! We could have lit up the town. The world ours to have. Just – don’t look away...

Valavalince tried to be comforting, allowing that one emotion from the inside with unlimited capabilities to sweep over him, to put it to the test so that distant eyes may stray back, melting into his arms. For him to protect.

“I hope to tighten loose ends with new sense and end this nuisance.” She spoke softly, still betraying the harbors of her health.

“I think it’s more than I can take... I don’t know exactly what to say to you that I haven’t said before...” Valavalince spoke, trying still to bring her within those reaching arms.

“I should have concentrated to find some time to tell you that I’ve not been on the same page as you for a while. Saving truth in a pile, standing in front of it, obstructing your view with my smile – I’m sorry for all of it..” Her shaky voice told with cold words.

His heart was racing, pounding fiercely at the chest. It was as if the very essence that pumped life through him was now being ripped out. Pearl white drops of blood should now have turned red. To show that much more of the losses.

“Aaahh! This is worse than walking barefoot on light bulbs! We’ve smashed countless ideas and dreams with open skin ‘till the pearl white drops of blood turned red! Everyone that knows us knows we’ve worked hard to be together! You can‘t do this!” He yelled.

“I’m sorry, Valavalince... I don’t blame you for being upset..” She frowns. “You can hate me for this, for what I’m doing, doing to us.. I only wish to thank you for your time.” She begins to cry as bare hands cold as the words spoken cupped the fragile flesh that was his cheeks.

Valavalince didn’t understand it. He’s been more than patient enough with wasted breath on bluffs with no bread to touch. Soon enough, much of what he’s given will become an unstable crutch, then who would he turn to to lend him new gifts? Palms fastened themselves at the side of his head, clutching strands of hair. Valavalince was losing it. He didn’t know what else to do or say. So many times this has come up, but now it’s true in means. But how could he live without her!?

He’s killed many to protect this lady, the one that stole his heart. They beat the odds where bricks change color faster than any hope of a future does. They loved harder than the two most poetic duo’s in history. They were Romeo and Juliet! Then again.. only one believed their love would bring about a new beginning. Only one would further fight for that love..

Valavalince beckoned, pleaded, and even spoke poetic rhymes of their love and more to come one last time, dreadfully hoping she would stay. All the while the only thing he got were the shakes of a head, shameful glances, and the lack of eye contact until he was done. Even then she stepped in, cutting his tearful pleas and pleases short. Enough to give him a quick peck on the cheek before turning heels and riding away with the winds.

Two weeks later…

Like a leaf in the wind she left him standing alone to face the demons in his head. Making fiction of their lives, burning pages they once wrote, now reading lies between the lines. Dead letters wont survive. A familiar tune caught repeatedly playing as a figment of his own imagination brought tremors to hands…The two weren't poets, so there's no right to make amendments. This story's over, chapters closing, and Valavalince isn't sure how it ends, but he really doesn't like how it began. The fiction of a life.

He made a simple demand, drew a figurative line. Pale lips touched one last time before removing the best damn thing from this life. His life. Hers.. When Valavalince drove the nail through her skull, she took with her last breaths his heart. Now buried in the ground. Now his hands are tied, feet bound. And the only thing around are the memories of fictional lives.

Like the first time, eyes watered, cause pinned on the smoke as he burns her from his life. There was something caught in the back of his throat, growing, hardening, and making it impossible of speech. It ached. Still, a persistent grasp on the essence of his own life was being ripped out of him and what could he do? The only logical thing. Vision became blurry within’ a second, tears rolled down both cheeks. Papers’ body was shaking uncontrollably and before the decision of sitting or falling was left to gravity, he took a fumbled seat. The only thing he could do sitting down in that one room house with no right or back wall and half the ceiling gone – to cry.


I slipped away further from you, trying to find what is real. You’re somebody else that I never knew and someone I can’t feel. I shun it away, I can’t feel it in me. So you take me and you, break me, and you see I’m falling apart. Complicate and forsake me. You push me out so far. There’s no more feeling. I slipped away, closer to me. The only thing that is real.

So begins...

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Character Portrait: Valavalince Valavalince says,
 “ (( I knew there was senseless conversation going on in here. ;~; )) ”

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Character Portrait: Valavalince Valavalince says,
 “ (No. Gtfo) ”

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Valavalince exposes a guttural sigh as a shoulder was heaved against the Bar's door to which he stepped through. With an unenthusiastic countenance and slumped shoulders bound by a trailing metal chain that chinked between legs, moved to the counter; taking a seat at the bar. "Son of a..."

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Valavalince Exhaustion apparent, as well as fatigue, upper body rested lazily against the counter-top. Sapphire pools spilling over the stranger as a rather low tone sparked, " "Son of a" I'm going to stick a foot up someones ass if I don't get something to drink." Gaze turned to the barkeep, "DO YOU GOT THAT?!"