Dante Silvasi

[Dante Silvasi]

DANTE TIBERIU SILVASI

....the mask

Your Name: Bacci
Where did you find us?: Crimson Kiss
How long have you been roleplaying?:6 years
Password: [admin edit!]

...basic character information

Birth Name: Dante Tiberiu Silvasi
Nickname: None as of yet…
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Grade: 11
Birth date: November 1st
Program: Bachelor of Arts
Major: Law Enforcement
Major Explanation: Among several native tribes, bats are thought to be intelligent, adaptable, as well as the revealers of secrets. What better job for him to go into than that of a detective or undercover agent? All of these characteristics are required talents in such a field and why not do what one can do best? He would be needed to release the well hidden secrets to shed light and give direction, so justice can be served properly. After all, only the wrong deserved punishment.
Animal Identity: [Pteropus Vampyrus] Greater Flying Fox

...personality

Likes:(at least 10)

• Darkness
  
• Flying
  
• Problem Solving
  
• Truth
  
• Uncovering Secrets
  
• Listening
  
• Acting
  
• Strategy
  
• Learning
  
• Mind Games
  

Dislikes: (at least 10)

• Boredom
  
• Cheaters
  
• Meat [he’s a vegetarian by preference]
  
• Disrespect
  
• Excessive emotion
  
• Being underestimated
  
• Ignorance
  
• Traps
  
• Getting sick
  
• Being completely alone
  

Fears: (At least 3)

• Claustrophobia [closed in spaces]
  
• Being useless
  
• Revealing his true emotions and soul
  

Strengths: (At least 3)

• Great actor
  
• Perceptive
  
• Brave [in most cases]
  
• Quick mind
  
• Adaptable
  

Weaknesses: (At least 3)

• Overconfidence
  
• His fears
  
• Women
  
• Not the strongest
  

Overall: [400 words minimum]

The first thing one must understand is that Dante is a lad of many faces. Physically this isn’t true, but in regards to how many false facades he can play out, it only reveals how complicated and elusive his true nature is. His reasoning for this has merit, though. It is a safety mechanism that makes him unpredictable in nearly all situations, giving him the opportunity to blend in to whatever crowd he might be around at a particular time. He mainly plays off the assumptions of others and a person’s natural tendency to judge at first glance. His father taught him early in life that it was this particular fault which led most to ruin and since then, Dante took it to heart.

Even with his need to wear a mask, so to speak, there are still a few traits he has a hard time hiding from the perceptive eye. In nearly all his acts, the young shifter has a difficult time hiding his natural confidence. He might over-exaggerate it or silence it, but the emotion never fully disappears. This has a tendency to lead him into traps, especially if his confidence gives his heart the sense of invincibility.

It’s a good thing he has a smart mind to compensate his somewhat more reckless side. A great deal of his quick wit relies on strategies and cunning to get him through everyday to difficult situations. Logic and deduction, no matter how strange, usually lead to the truth. Though, in some cases, where emotions tend to be the answer, Dante is known for his perceptive eye. Most of this can be easily understood through his understanding of body language, but every now and then intuition plays a part as well.

Because of his active mind, it thirsts for knowledge and understanding in most fields of study. His curiosity in the environment around him can easily lead him down the path of trouble. He thrives on opening doors to the unknown and delving into the secrets most would fear to tread. The trick to this is to be watchful and alert at all times and to never be caught off guard at any time. That's why most of the time he rarely speaks, just so he can keep tabs on those near him. The only way to get a response worth having is to ask the proper question.

As dark as he might appear on the outside, deep down, Dante carries a caring, loyal, and honorable heart. These are the three main aspects he tries his best to hide from the world. Only those who have earned his trust and friendship can occasionally see glimpses of his true character and only his true love will ever see the whole thing...

...appearance

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Celebrity Play By: Ben Barnes
Appearance: [400 words minimum]

At first glance, Dante could easily seem, by appearance alone, to be a person only those of a darker heart would ever want to socialize with. This is mainly because wherever he goes, he brings a sense of mystery, confusion, and the unknown to the minds of those around him. Early in life, the 17 year old learned the truth of the old saying, ‘A picture is worth a thousand words’ as well as the fact that one image has the possibility of a thousand interpretations, brought on by fear and imagination. He considered it his job to keep them guessing, so his appearance is often his canvas.

Standing roughly around six feet, he’s around the average to tall side of his age group. His body frame is lean, but not slender, containing somewhat hidden muscles under his slightly tanned skin. Not the person to over-compensate for physique, Dante will never be seen “bulking up” in a gym. He would much rather take others by surprise than be so blatantly obvious.

His hair is a deep, dark brown that most likely originated from his Romanian heritage. Normally keeping it semi-long in length, it never usually goes past his shoulders. As far as the styles, it normally varies depending on the occasion or how he wants others to see him as that particular day. Most of the time it is greased or cleanly kept, much like his aristocratic upbringing, but there have also been times it looks like it hasn’t been brushed in days, as well as others where he is wearing a hat to cover it up. As always he tries to seem unpredictable.

It’s his eyes though, that most people tend to notice right away. Like dark pools of the unknown, with an occasional spark, they have a piercing quality most find disturbing and sharper than knife that cuts to the heart of things. Only those that have unyielding confidence appear to be able to look at them directly for longer than a few moments. In some cases they have been known to have a freezing affect on those softer hearted.

As for his attire, it tends to lean toward the more wealthy or traditional wear a student might have at a private boarding school. He has been seen dressed from suits to dark button down shirts and slacks and a few variations in between. Just like anything it all depends on his preference, occasion, as well as weather to what he might deem as appropriate. In cold weather or rain, he also tends to add a jacket or coat, ranging from a trench coat to a leather jacket.

His animal form is that of the Greater Flying fox, or the largest bat on the world. Weighing in at 48 ounces and with the wingspan of nearly 5 feet in length, Dante is roughly the size of a large hawk. His fur and coloring is dark with a few yellow flecks if direct sunlight hits him just right.. His ears are average in size, slightly tapered and his eyes are fairly large, having the same shade as his human form. Even though a vegetarian his mouth has 34 fang-like teeth that could be used to do damage if the need arises.
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...history

Parents:
Father: Daemon Silvasi
Mother: Elyssa Silvasi[deceased]
Siblings: None
[400 words minimum]
Just as soon as Dante took his first breath, on a cold winter's night, his dear mother drew her last. Born in the mountains of Romania on his father's large estate, the young Silvasi would take his place as the son of both an aristocrat and businessman, Daemon Silvasi. As of what kind of businessman he was, no one really knew exactly. It seemed he got his fortune from just about every type you can think of, not all of which were necessarily on the legal side of thinks. He had his hands in several enterprises from Bucharest to several key cities in the States.

Because of his mother’s death and his father’s often busy schedule, most of Dante’s early childhood was filled with governesses and tutors, and the free time in between. Even then he was to be known as a curious child who was willing to learn just about anything you put in front of him, though strategy and problem solving always seemed his strong suit. There was a time, at age 9, that he even won against one of his father’s friends in a game of chess.

Soon after, he started traveling with his father to their other houses scattered around the U.S. for his seemingly ongoing business arrangement. Daemon’s reasoning was that it was about time his son saw how the real world ran and what was needed to survive in such a place. To Daemon, power meant everything and to stay on top, one needed to control that power. It was time for Dante to see him at work and find this truth for himself.

Some things the young Silvasi agreed with, but having a stronger moral code than his own father, Dante soon couldn’t ignore the corruption falling right before his eyes. By the age of 14, he confronted his father on how he felt, though as the argument became heated, in his rage, the boy transformed for the first time and nearly gouged out Daemon’s eyes.

Having expected this for some time, having been a shifter himself, his father dodged out of the way for the small time it would take before Dante returned to his human form. Not remembering much by the time he woke up, Daemon finally told his son the truth about his genetics and what had happened.

It took a few months for the boy to come to terms with his condition, but by his 15th birthday he had grown more accustomed to his other side, but even then his father knew he would need to learn more discipline and training in that area to be of any use. Not having the patience or time to teach his son, Dante was soon sent off to a boarding school meant for their kind. It would be from there his true potential would kindle and his real purpose for the world to be found…

...connecting human to animal

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Dante and the Flying Fox are similar in many ways, but the most important is both are misunderstood. Each reputation seems to be sullied and shadowed by pre-made assumptions, appearance, and rumors. Bats are often said to be an evil omen that beckons from the old vampire superstitions. Yes, Dante might be from Romania where all the legends started, but that doesn't mean he was born a monster.

He has also been more of a night owl than a morning person, finding himself more awake when the sun goes down, than when it rises. Bats, too, are nocturnal in nature, making them more active at night rather than the day.

Dante is also a vegetarian, and just like any of the megabats, would prefer fresh fruit than a juicy steak. It's not that he is a humanitarian treehugger who think all products from meat are bad, but mainly the taste itself.

...literacy

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Amusement parks has always been a favorite to the seventh year, and even now in his present condition, Nik couldn't resist a look. He had been on his route home by means of the knight bus, but to be honest, he wasn't in that much of a hurry to face his possible execution if they found out what he had been up to. He was well aware Zeke would be pissed and worried about his desertion and their father likely on the brink of senseless rage. Fenrir didn't care about them much, but if they showed any side of rebellion or weakness, understanding or mercy was certainly not an emotion the man felt. The slytherin subconsciously winced as he thought of what his brother might have been forced to deal with in his month's absence.

Stepping of of the three decker bus, Nik noticed the low lying clouds that were starting to cover the sun. Well at least that was some good news..he wouldn't burn up here as he looked around. Walking down the dirt path that led to the center of town, his gaze mused over the occasional stalls and games along the way. He could smell the food from several vendors, which oddly enough brought a more disgusted look on his face than he would expected. Normally he would have grabbed one of each type of food that he could get his hands on, seeing that Fenrir rarely gave them anything good [or well done for the matter], but now nothing smelled right.

Looking away, Niku sighed to himself, knowing the only food he would likely deem appetizing was the forbidden crimson fruit flowing through the warm veins of the living...that and raw meat...either way that would be difficult to find here in such a family friendly place. He was starting to rethink this whole idea in coming here, for as time passed, the hunger deep within him began to waken..

Thinking it would be best to distract himself and get away from the main crowds of fungoers, Nik turned to the hall of mirrors. Knowing it to be a more avoided game compared to the rest. he figured it would be the safest place to hide until a better idea came along. Besides, now that he was bitten, the Greyback had always wanted the answer to the question. 'did vampires have a reflection?'

Silently edging his way in, darkness followed. leaving only the eerie lights of the mirrored maze to light his way. Looking over to his side, Niku was pleased and somewhat intrigued to see his reflection looking back. But as he took a deeper look, the image seemed to cock his head and raise a brow, as if to say 'what?' Somewhat surprised he quickly looked away, shaking his head, then started to make his way through the room. But after a few more minutes passed, the soft pounding sound of a beating heart came to his senses. More on instinct alone, his pace quickened, centering on the sound and in no time he stood right behind the culprit.

Niku was somewhat surprised to find it was someone he knew. In the same year as he, Isabella shared several classes together. Out of all the people he could have met it had to be her..Had he accidentally broken a mirror on the way in causing 7 years of bad luck? Speaking in a playful but cool banter, he spoke, "Don't tell me your lost...I wouldn't want to have to tarnish that good reputation of yours, Izz.." He then smirked, moving his piercing eyes from her to the mirrors themselves, "Be careful of what you see..who knows what might get you, here.." As vague as he might have sounded, in truth he was referring about himself.With the sound of her heart and the mere scent of her, part of him deeply considered to helping himself to a bite....[/b][/i][/size]
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