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Demarii Vittori, Conman [WIP]
« on: December 27, 2017, 12:50:57 am »

Done by me

Prologue
+ NAME + Demarii Vincent Vittori
+ ALIAS + Vinnie, D-man, Dbag, or SpinalTap as his online tag
+ AGE + 28
+ GENDER + Male
+ ORIGIN + Soalrta, Aedolis
+ SPECIES + Human
+ RESIDENCE + Home, Home on the Rails
+ OCCUPATION + Conman / Scrap trader
+ FACE + Lavender hair / Teal-green eyes
+ STATURE + 6'2” / 208 lbs.
+ SEXUALITY + Whatever's convenient




__________________IN-DEPTH

PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
An average build, not overly bulky or buff, Demarii looks every bit like the slippery little shit he is. He's got enough muscle to haul scrap as needed, but not much more to punch someone in the face and expect a knockout. Thankfully, he usually doesn't have to. His medium length hair is shaggily cut and often done himself with his own hand.  His tends to sport a goatee with a sloppily shaven beard, the same soft lavender coloration as his hair, with deep teal-green eyes that are wide and expressive.

He's very well-tanned, with a deep rich Solartan brown, the echoes of descendants from a desert nation, with a deep burn pattern going up his back and whip lash marks  on his upper shoulders. He's missing the top portion of his right ear with a deep running scar down his neck toward the inside of his collarbone.

He wears an exoskeleton suit, that he uses to assist in lifting and moving equipment and materials that are far too heavy for even multiple people to lift by hand. The skeleton is fused to his back and responds to a headband he wears when he's sifting through the lover levels. Metal limbs wrap just on the outside of his arms and shoulders, with a spinal attachment braiding itself down his back, and is indistinct enough to be worn underneath his clothes. A small circular plate on the back portion is magnetic and usually is where he stick his foldable hoverbike, looking like a black metal shell backpack.

PERSONA
“Masquerading as a man with a reason, my charade is the event of the season.”
Sly and silver-tongued, Demarii is a quick thinking little shit. There's very little he can't talk his way out of or credits he can't con someone into trading him for some useless pieces of junk he found. Sleight of hand, and a quick wit has  been how he's made his way in this world, and kept him alive thus far when dealing with unsavory sorts.

He's not a violent man, and in fact shies away from the idea of having to hurt anyone that he doesn't have to. He's a scrap trader, and if he can't get what it is that he's after one way, he'll continuously try alternative methods, usually without having to resort to hurting someone. That being said, he'll defend himself if his life is in danger. Usually deals with really surly criminal-types, have taught him most people don't tend to fight fair.

- Things! -
- Likes to collect junk pieces and make scrap artwork, welding stuff together, and peddle the little doohickies from city to city.

- Has a small collection of pocket tools he wears to make repairs on small electronic/mechanical devices and wears welding goggles in his usual day -to-day wear.

- Has a hoverbike that collapses into a small round oval-shaped backpack-looking thing that he sticks to his back and traipses with him wherever he goes.

MAGIC/ABILITIES
Irradiated Blood!

RELATIONSHIPS


HISTORY
Born from a well off Solartan family. The Vittoris of a mix of Adelan and Essyrni old blood with a thriving crop business. Demarii was one of two children, his older sister set to inherit the family business, and he left to his own devices. When the war came, his father was killed in action, and his mother had a mental breakdown from the loss. Unable to care for herself, she was placed into care at DoSaM, and his uncle Tiber Vittori took over to help alleviate the stress of holding onto the family business themselves. He was a surly man, devious and eyed his niece from the beginning. Demarii knew, and saw what he'd tried to do to her.

The night he ran away, he'd tried to confront Tiber. In the subsequent struggle, the older man had an accident and was killed. With his sister to lead the family, Demarii left and vowed never to return. He was not welcome there, and made his home in the underground places of each city, learning how to survive by his wits and silver tongue.

Epilogue
THREADS

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