Post by patrick on Oct 23, 2009 16:24:54 GMT -1
Ladies and Gentlemen, please welcome to the stage::
''Patrick!!
[/size][/b]''I wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
'bout a home I’ll never see''
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
'bout a home I’ll never see''
Hold the press!!
Don't go wasting all your applause just yet, save some for Patrick. They have been treading the floorboards for exactly 23 years and they have been totally male!! he has been in the spotlight roughly a week, and they're loving it!!
And now for the good stuff!!
We have a new kid on the block, going by the name of Patrick Hydriel, but only their mother calls them that; you can call them Paddy! Rumour has it this dude is a totally hoopy frood; so Mum's, lock up your daughters!! They've been cruising the streets of home town for 23 years now, after coming into this god forsaken world on May 4th.
Here's the vitals!!
Race:: Irish/ Elemental - Acqua
Special Abilities::
1) Reading empathy and minor influence,
2) Manipulate water (hydrokenisis) and create in small amounts.
3) Manipulate the atomic structure of water (gas, liquid, solid)
Family:: Sister, Sian
Position in the Family:: Family of the Fallen.
He and his sister are orphans and Patrick prefers to be an outsider.
Nominally head of the family
The physical!!
The hair:: Very dark brown
The eyes:: Blue
The body:: Well toned but not excessive
The style:: Rocker but not obsessive
The looks:: Mid length hair, clean but otherwise natural. Light stubble
Standing 6'5'' and moderately muscled, Patrick can be an imposing figure. He is usually seen in his motorcycle jacket, t-shirt and jeans. His hair is deep brown and mid length. He parts his hair to one side to remind himself of his father.
The mental!!
The likes:: Bikes, muscle cars, loud rock music
The dislikes:: Boasters, couples, being alone
The hopes:: To find someone who will accept him, avenge his family, reclaim his birthright
The fears::They will come for his sister, he will remain alone, heights
The talents:: Driving, fighting, singing
The bad habits:: Nail biting, drinking, one night stands
The attitude:: Seemingly grumpy but in fact caring and wanting to help. Romantic
Patrick is a rather melancholy person, he only truly cares about two things. His sister and avenging his parents. To this end he has been working since the moment he arrived in England. He is also a very lonely man who longs for a woman that can help him find peace. Though he has had a few relationships his situation has meant they haven't lasted long. As such he often comes across as angry. This may be true but all his anger is focused on that one night in 2003 when his life changed forever.
The rest!!
The parents::Patrick and Evelynn (deceased)
The siblings:: Sian his younger sister (21)
The others:: Uncle, Cameron
The social class:: Upper but deposed
The history:: The family were lords of the water Elementals in Ireland until Patrick Snr was betrayed and murdered by his brother
Patrick Hydriel VII was born in Donegal, Ireland in 1986. Two years later his sister Sian was born. From an early age it was clear that Patrick was destined to be a man of action, his powers could suggest little else. Sian meanwhile was more gentle and a gifted healer.
Patrick VI was Lord of all the water elementals in Ireland and the family lived happily together for fifteen years. But in 2003 Patrick's uncle Cameron hired a group of fire elementals from the house of Pyrichiel to kill his brother's family so that he could claim the title for himself. Waking in the night Patrick grabbed his sister and, while making their escape, Patrick made his first kill.
The two of them came to England. Patrick found work wherever he could to put Sian through school. After surviving a couple of attacks by hired guns Patrick realised his skills and began working in the supernatural underworld in Liverpool.
After Sian finished her a-levels Patrick decided the best place for both of them was London. There Sian could go to university and he could start making some real money. The plan worked out and Sian moved into the halls of residence while Patrick bought and renovated a disused garage in Cockfosters. Now Sian is almost a qualified doctor and Patrick is making a name for himself as a mercenary.
The RP sample::
Patrick sat outside the Nag's Head pub, drinking a beer and idly letting ice cubes fall from his fingers. He had been sitting there for twenty minutes now, preferring his own company to the noise and bustle of the pub. For the last fifteen minutes he had been aware of the three fire elementals hiding in the alley to his right. Just by skimming their minds he could tell that they were from the house of Pyrichiel, Assassins!
''Uncle Cameron never changes.''
''What was that brother?''
Patrick turned to notice his sister standing behind him.
''You'd better get back inside Sian. There's gonna be a wee scuffle.''
As Sian stepped nervously back into the pub Patrick shrugged on his jacket and began slowly walking toward the alleyway.
There was a flash and Patrick rolled forward just as a ball of fire seared the air where his head had just been. Coming up from the ground Patrick fired six ice shards into the darkness ahead. Two grunts echoed from the alley and then moments later footsteps running away from him.
Advancing more confidently now Patrick found the two dead bodies. He wondered for a moment what relation these men were to the ones that murdered his parents. Taking out his phone Patrick selected a number and waited for it to be answered.
‘’Hi, Rufus?’’ It’s Patrick…Yeah I’m fine, yourself?...Good. Listen I have a couple of dead Pyro’s on my hands…Bittern Alley, near the Nag’s Head…Ok. Usual price?...Good, thanks mate.’’
Patrick walked back to the pub and went inside. Seeing Sian sat at the bar with a man he made his way through the throng of Saturday-nighters toward her.
‘’Sian…’’
‘’Hey man, do you mind? We were talkin’’ said the man with her.
‘’Adam, this is my brother Patrick.’’
‘’Oh sorry mate, I didn’t realise.’’
‘’Ok. Sian, we have to go now.’’
‘’Oh…Ok. Sorry Adam, see you around.’’
Adam said goodnight and the siblings walked outside to the car park.
‘’Is everything Ok Pat?’’
‘’Yeah sis everything is shiny. We should just be careful for the rest of the night.’’
Getting into Pat’s 1977 Aston Martin Vantage they drove the few miles to his place in Cockfosters. Drawing up to the former garage Patrick pressed the button under the dash. The door opened and as they drove in it closed behind them.
‘’Better get some sleep Sian. The guest room is made up so just make yourself at home. ‘’
‘’Are you sure you’re alright Pat?’’
‘’Yeah, no need to worry about me.’’
‘’Well if you’re sure.’’ She kissed him on the forehead, ‘’sweet dreams.’’
‘’You too little sis.’’
Patrick followed her upstairs and ten minutes later Sian was sound asleep. Meanwhile Patrick lay in bed wondering how much longer they could go on like this.