Theodore Rasputin ●

[Theodore Rasputin]

Name: Theodore Nikolay Rasputin Age: 23 Gender: Male Sexuality: Heterosexual Faction: Criminal Occupation: Homeless Playby: BEYBLADE, tala valkov Traits Positive Physically apt Resourceful Quick-thinker Independent Adept Brawler Highly adaptable Dependable (To those he's loyal to) Negative Prideful Anger-issues Brutal Trust-issues Anti-social "Dog eat dog" mentality Uncivilized History - His parents, a high-ranked ex-military man and a elementary school teacher, had moved to this country after Theo's father had been discharged due to an incident with the son of a higher-ranked official. It had been hard for him, the whole ordeal as the military was his life, even putting it above his pregnant wife that carried the unborned child. As his depression became worse and worse, so did his indulgence in alcoholic beverages, which only made him more and more unstable, which made his wife's life... A very tasking one. It did settle down slightly when Theodore was born, to a point where it actually seemed he would be a good father and a great husband... But it wouldn't be long with him unable to find a job and having to survive by depending on his wife. - Tired of the abuse and driven to the point of unable to stop the tears from falling down her cheek and curling up in bed, the woman simply fled, leaving behind the boy to be taken care of by his father. He was but a child of about ten when that had happen. He was left behind to endure the drunken wrath of his father, which seemed to be present with each passing day. He stayed as strong as he could, staying by his father side and looking forward to the day when his mother would return and they could be a family once more. He endured quite a lot, both physically and mentally with that desire keeping him strong. It would only carry him so far. - Eventually, he himself had enough during one of his father's tormenting sessions. Breaking a bottle of scotch upon the back of his head when he had turned his back on the downed and cigar-burnt boy. He took what he could, some objects that meant a lot to him along with food and ran away from his house, swearing to himself that he would never return and apologizing to the mother he had dreamed with; for he could not continue to endure that any longer. - The streets were ruthless, he had soon learned that, as it didn't matter if he was a child or not, being treated as any other animal that roamed. His life didn't seem to get any better, staying pretty much the same save for his aggressor. But after being tossed down a bridge as some form of sick joke, he was rescued by a bear of a man that lived underneath it. He patched him up and took the boy in after he told the man what had happened. Though he was not kind and hardened by life, he wasn't hostile towards Theo, nor did he seem to be just an animal that would harm him. - The man taught everything Theo needed to know to survive in that cold, cruel, "dog eat dog" world. From how to get nourishment, to building a shelter. Even combat was taught to him from as early as he had recovered from the beating he had endured before meeting this man. He seemed to be ex-military like his father, from the techniques he used. And while there weren't any kind words nor affection, this man was more of a father than his ever was. - Quite a few years passed by, Theo living with this man and turning into a young adult that knew how to survive anything, or so he thought. There even came a time where he would be seen as an equal by the man that had taken him in, even to the point where after fighting with Theo against some wretched thugs the man praised him. Sadly, the reason why he hadn't been able to hold on his own was due to being struck with a sickness. - He never let Theo know, not until one day he simply had left, leaving behind Theo a letter explaining everything and how he simply left to fade away "somewhere nice". Once more he had been left alone, but this time he was prepared to face the world. He didn't need anyone, he would survive by all means necessary. Unfortunately, that involved some minor crimes, along with some more serious ones. Though the more punishable ones would always be around him assaulting thugs or corrupt policemen that wouldn't leave him alone and actually gave the first blow. He never stole more than he needed though and never did he hurt anyone that didn't deserve it. Mostly thugs that should heed his warning. - The event was something he hadn't expected, but didn't care as nothing had changed. The world was still cold, ruthless and lonely. And he cursed at whatever voice had tried to make some wish come true... He had wished he could see his mother once more, only to be given but a glimpse of her and her smile. He didn't mean just that! But... Whatever being that granted this corrupted wish thought it would be amusing to do something like this. Theo would take it as a dream, though at least he was pleased to have seen her clearly one more time. At least that. Insignia Level 1 Frost Element - Level 1 - Theo's ability is that of ice manipulation. At first though, he is solemnly able to freeze things he is in contact with and create ice spikes that can be used as projectiles or small constructs of ice. The time it takes to freeze something is proportional to its size. Abusing of his ability may cause it to backfire and begin freezing himself and while he has some resistance to ice normally, it will affect him to dangerous points. Frostbite is also an issue when he reaches that point. If one is to look into his cold-blue eyes directly and up close, they can find the iris of his eyes to be shaped in the form of a snowflake as it spreads out from the pupil and to the boarders of the it. Passive - Theo's insignia manifests as a ethereal head of what appears to be a wolf. He's named him "Frost" and contrasts with Theo as he's nothing short of polite and respectful. He seems to show a strong bond with Theo for some reason. Extra -No manners: Needless to say that being a homeless, he doesn't exactly have the best course when it comes to manners or anything of the like. Rudeness seems to be a thing, along with no respect for authority of any sort. -Knife fascination: He adores them and doesn't see them as a mere weapon, but a tool with so many uses and he's been taught that it is the ultimate tool of survival. He's often seen playing with one with astonishing dexterity. Also, don't ask him to test his aim with one. You won't enjoy it. -FOOD!: He's never one to show any emotion but anger, but there is something that sparkles in his eyes whenever he sees food that's actually not from a garbage can. He just shows food a tremendous amount of respect, never wasting one crumb as it's as priceless as gold to him. -Simple tastes: He takes whatever he needs to survive. He doesn't care for anything excessive really, seeing no use for them. Luxuries are trivial to him and even things considered priceless by others due to monetary value will be shrugged off by him and seen for what they are: expensive objects that you don't need. -The Box: Don't touch his box. Don't breath in the general direction of it and don't even look at it. What is inside is unknown to all but him and he's very protective of this small, pocket-sized, wooden box that has a strange puzzle-like way to be opened. -Winter Please: He loves the cold. He needs the cold. He despises hot temperatures as he feels like he'll melt into a puddle if it's too hot. It just makes him feel extremely uncomfortable and sluggish. He would rather be in the winter at all times, loving everything about it and especially the snow. -No Alcohol or Cigarettes: He can't stand these two wretched creations of man. He can still smell his father's breath reeking of both of them, not to mention the scars he has from being tortured by the man during his drunken hazes. OOC OOC Name: Chesh. How did you find us?: Magnets. Other Characters: Ignatius Cross, Tobias Higgins and Cecil Hyde.

[Neko]

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