Username: Cassie Riots
Character name: Ice
Age: 20
Sex: Male
Orientation: Doesn't matter to him, nothing matters anymore...
Looks: (These pics are not mine, I just found some that were EXCRUCIATINGLY close to how I imagine Ice in my head. ^.^
![User Image](https://i1091.photobucket.com/albums/i382/Kate_Slaughter/ICE.gif)
![User Image](https://i1091.photobucket.com/albums/i382/Kate_Slaughter/ICE2.gif)
Other notable physical traits:
He has a tattoo of his sister's name on his rib and a hand with claws cradling a broken and bloodied heart right beneath that. He also has John 15:18 tattooed across his shoulder blades "If the worlds hates you, remember this, it hated me first." And he has small gauges. Black and white checkered ones to rebel against the agency in some small way.
BluRb:
Meet "Ice". That's his name for the agency, because at the agency, you don't do first names, middle names, or last names. You're not real anymore, you become part of the conspiracy that doesn't exist. So they give you a name. His cam from looks and his attitude. Distancing himself from the agency because of the lengths they went to to get him there and from losing everyone he was ever close to. He also houses a deep hate for the agency since they ruined his life the night they took him and morphed his DNA to the of artic Fox, which is why his hair turned white. Noe when he adrenaline or hunger kick into his system from either danger and on command as he slowly starts to gain control of himself his blue eyes turn sinister and catlike and take on a soft silver tint and glow, his canines elnogate and his nails grow out into claws. The military took him in along with a few others like him and trained them to be the perfect killing machines. Ice believes that there is also something else that the agency is not telling them for the fact that they heal superfast. As in Ice got shot in the chest a few years back standing three feet away from the shooter and the next day all he had to show for it was a small almost unnoticable scar. But years of this service has eventually hardened him into the point of not caring for anything, and he can kill without batting an eye, especially after what they did to him and who they made him kill.. . . .
Now, my excerpt~ <3:
(I will use his human name for this one, his human name was Nathan.^.^ And he originally had curly brown hair and chocolate eyes. ^.^
It hurt, all of him hurt, and he was hunry, so SO hungry. He looked around the room he was in, it was just a white box. "Help!" He screamed out. "Where's Daddy..." he thought, "Where's Mommy, Sophia..?" He let out another scream and threw himself against the white wall in front of him. "Let me out! DAddy!!!" He screamed. Crying helplessly in his fright. The twelve year old boy wasn't used to this. Finally a door opened and something was thrown in, a big black bag that let out a cry as it hit the ground. He stopped screaming and stared at it, his eyes wide with fright. Then little Sophia, his six year old sister popped her head out of the bag. She looked at him and let out a scream, "Mommy!"
"Sophia!" He yelled, starting towards her.
She let out another scream, "Monster!"
He froze in his place and looked at her, and that's when he smelt it past the pain and the fright. That delicious smell. He stared at her. "Eat her..." the thought whispered through his mind and he shook his head slowly, trying not to think in such a way, but he was just SO hungry. And suddenly he wasn't in control anymore. He gave a wicked grin and stepped up to her, grabbing her hair as she let out an ear splitting scream. He let out a delighted laugh and bit down into her neck and as her blood rushed over his tongue he moaned in euphoria.
~~SCENE SKIP~~
He looked down at her pale lifeless face with her wide scared as and the crimson blood smeared all over the walls. He looked down at his hands and saw that they weren't his hands, but claws. Covered in his little sister's blood. "no." He said, and once that word was out, reality came crashing down on him as he let out another ear splitting scream, "No!" He fell to the floor in a useless heap and cradled her small massacred body against his chest, sobbing, callin her name over and over. After some time the door opened and two men in black suits walked into the room with satisfied smiles. "Well Nathan, looks like you have no reason to say no to us anymore." One grinned while the other pulled out a tranquilizer gun, "Now welcome to the aency."
Soooo, I'm looking to do some RP's with this guy. ^.^ Who wants to play with this animal! ~ <3