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Valerius Cinna

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a character in “Westcreek”, originally authored by Verix, as played by RolePlayGateway

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    β™š VALERIUS . CINNA β•―
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    DEAR I FEAR WE'RE FACING A PROBLEM , YOU LOVE ME NO LONGER.


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    xxγ€ŒNAME」
    ..Valerius Cinna
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    x...γ€ŒALIAS」
    ..Val & Valentine
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    xx..γ€ŒAGE」
    x.xx.....25
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    γ€ŒOCCUPATION」
    ...photojournalist
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    x....γ€ŒEYES」
    x.....blue-gray
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    x..γ€ŒHEIGHT」
    x.xx...5'11"
    xxγ€ŒORIGIN」
    .Strasbourg, France
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    x.γ€ŒGENDER」
    ...........Male
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    .γ€ŒSEXUALITY」
    ........Bisexual
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    ....γ€ŒSPECIES」
    ........Magician
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    x.....γ€ŒHAIR」
    .........Brunette
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    x..γ€ŒWEIGHT」
    ......... 420 lbs






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                  ( QUIRKS *! )
                  ..peculiarities

                  Val is an actual magician in name however he
                  constantly does amateurish tricks because he
                  thinks it's funny β—˜ When hard pressed to write
                  actual news articles he tries to fill them in with
                  as much humor as possible. β—˜ His best friend
                  lives next door and often Val .xwill try & prank
                  him late at night β—˜.. He hates using card tricks
                  because x he can never properly shuffle them
                  β—˜ xHe boughtx the house.x he is living in now
                  because xthere was ax. rumor it was haunted
                  __( LIKES *! )
                  ..in favor of

                  Eating lemons raw β—˜ Hiking with friends & alone
                  β—˜ Drinking coffee at low temperatures β—˜ Making
                  fun of all his hipster friendsx. β—˜x Running in the
                  morning β—˜ Flowers and xcandles β—˜ Architecture
                  β—˜ Playing practicalx pranks β—˜x Taking photos of
                  friends whom are unaware β—˜ Knowing everyone
                  like it's his job (It kind of is btw)x β—˜ Rap music &
                  hard rock. β—˜.x Loves it when people compliment
                  his photos β—˜ Hanging out with people in general
                  β—˜ Reading historical documents
                  __( DISLIKES *! )
                  ..loathsome

                  Red wine β—˜ xBirds chirping in the morning β—˜x the
                  morning and evening time of 6 β—˜x Anyone telling
                  him an idea is bad β—˜ Half moons β—˜x Hot weather
                  β—˜ Sunglasses β—˜ Small animals β—˜ the color yellow
                  and brown β—˜ xSoprano singing β—˜x. Practicing his
                  magicx. in front ofx people β—˜x Silence β—˜x lengthy
                  news articles about politics β—˜ his house andx the
                  wallpaper inside β—˜ the smell of ginger & pumpkin
                  β—˜ wearing glasses anywhere β—˜ eating mild or hot
                  food β—˜ Waking up to not see the sunrise.

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    Image ImageImageannieisco.β—’PERSONALITY Β°


    Seldom does Valerius find serenity in solidarity for he finds the lingering sound of silence to be awfully dreadful. It’s the pin drop tick of his heart, the gears turning in his brain, or the whirling noise of air in his lungs β€” they are deplorable not only because they’re monotonous, but because it reminds him that he is in fact still alive.

    Val wants to be remembered: to have his name be uttered in revered tones with fond faces that recall even fonder memories. Where, in his eulogy, people can tell tales of great adventures without even having to think, however that is where he wishes for it to end. He does not want people to think he actually meant something. That his life changed the course of theirs in a way it would not have before, for it would create a certain sadness that he created and cannot control.

    Despite his penchant to worry about the affairs he creates, he has no qualms about actively pursuing the distress of others. To imbed himself just underneath the skin of everyone he knows is a habit of his does not want to stop; for knowing things that others simply do not is a type of drug that he cannot resist. Upon receiving information however he does not act accordingly to help, for his kind disposition is a veneer for morbid curiosity. In fact, all of his actions can be summarized by a simple sentence: he wants to look, but never touch.

    As a true neutral, Valerius does not actively pursue danger nor does he go out of his way to prevent it. He lets the fates do as it pleases for he knows that if the universe wants something done there is nothing that can or will change it. He is very lackadaisical in that respect for he cars not what happens to him nor the people around him as long as it was not his own actions that caused the distress. Although very subtle, he does have a conscious that will eat at him for days on end if he feels guilty.

    Photos are a window to the past that many will look upon with affection in the years to come and in that regard Valerius finds comfort. For although he does have faults, he finds that he is not entirely heartless. The happiness of others, though he presents a facade of disinterest at times, is something he cherishes and wishes he could simply hold onto forever.

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                    ( STRENGTHS *! )
                    ..formidable qualities

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                    __( FLAWS *! )
                    ..to your discretion

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                    So for this just name a flaw or strength, bold it, then describe it more in
                    detail. keep your characters balanced, with an even-ish number of strengths
                    and flaws in both powers and also in personality.

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    Valerius does not talk about his history and if asked about his family he would simply shrug his shoulders noncommittally. For once he had a family that loved and adored him and once he had a twin sister whom he loved more than anything. A sister who, because he ignored her as she was suffering, was dead; and as a result of that he decided it would be a great idea to give up his most precious thing - his life - to talk to her once more. And once his family had been terrified of their own son who, as he held the crimson body of his sister by the tub, began talking to her as if she were still alive. β€œI can talk to her! It’s called necromancy - or at least that’s what it told me,” he had said with a optimistic look on his face and a grin to match. Once he hadn’t known about the supernatural, and once he had the mistaken hope that it would stay that way.

    Presently, Valerius knows that everything once is now gone.


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                  ( OOC *! )

                  FACE CLAIM: Richard Deiss
                  HEX CODE: #4F4559
                  PORTRAYED BY: verix
                  CS CREATED BY: Epimetheus
                  TIME ZONE: Mountain Time
                  ily boo, emi
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                  just use this space for like word spam, short ph-
                  rases or links to pictures or quotes that remind
                  you of your character. Have fun with it, they can
                  be silly.
                  _________( MISC *! )
                  ..an assortment[/i]

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                  Use this section for miscellaneous information abt
                  your character that doesn't quite fit anywhere else
                  these sections don't have to be a full eleven lines,
                  make them as short as you need.

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So begins...

Valerius Cinna's Story

Setting

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Raleigh Lanster Character Portrait: YΕ« Maeda Character Portrait: Belle Tarkani Character Portrait: Olivia Summers Character Portrait: Valerius Cinna Character Portrait: Tallulah Lum Character Portrait: Maxwell Kelly Character Portrait: Lucas Silva Character Portrait: Helena Grimm Character Portrait: Quirinus Avery Character Portrait: Valerius Chevalier Character Portrait: Willa Haywood Character Portrait: Saira Zahariev Character Portrait: Nico Matsumoto Character Portrait: Hinata Shimizu Character Portrait: Daniel Driscoll Character Portrait: CΓ©cile Valovoi
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ACT ONE : PART ONE : INTRODUCTION
LOCATION: MAINSTREET
TIME: 6:30PM


Summers in Westcreek were nothing short of exceptional. In general, the city's climate was all around lovely, cool winters and warm summers, a generally moderate climate. But it was the summers, really, that were something else. And it was because of evenings.

When the sun began to dip beneath the horizon, it transformed the sky into a canvas, bold streaks of color staining it, creating a view that could only be called art. It was generally acknowledged that this was the best time of day to be out and about, the best of hours to be caught walking the city streets.Today was something of a unique occasion, though, and on this particular evening, you'd be hard pressed to find a citizen of Westcreek not out in the streets. There was a reason for this, and it was called the Festival of Life, an annual occurrence that called for the celebration of the original founding of the city of Westcreek. And the event was something to behold. It had all the ambiance and staples of any small town suburban fairs-- portable rides that no one felt quite safe riding but always did anyway, game stalls everyone knew was rigged but still coughed up money to play, stands for local shop owners to try and sell some wares, even the exact sort of festival food that inevitably led to an upset stomach the next day but was still widely eaten-- but was somehow grander. Almost larger than life. By all accounts, it should have been a spectacularly fun event. However, there was always, unfailingly, a vague sense of discomfort and tension hanging heavy in the air the night of.

The event wasn't mandatory, for heaven's sake, no the mayor would never want to force anybody to do anything they didn't want to do. But everyone knew it might as well have been. They'd all heard stories of the people who decided to chance it, who decided to spit on the foundation of the institution, and the stories never ended well. It was almost insulting, in a sense. Forced to celebrate what began their imprisonment? Sat down and force fed pleasantries and lies, a false history shoved down their throats that they'd have to regurgitate later on? And yet, they all attended. And it was fun. It was hard to take that away from it. The city council never went anything but all out on the annual affair. Children shrieked as they ran through the fairgrounds, holding their cotton candies high and begging their parents for another go on the vomit inducing spinning machine. The neon glow of the rides and games lent a cool and breathable atmosphere to the place Westcreek only saw a few times a year. It was fun. That's exactly what people would respond with the next day when they were asked about how their night went. With a heavy heart, a tense smile, "It was fun."