COOPER:; rosto wrath

rosto wrath cooper

• shattered - trading yesterday •

•• USERNAME ;; Elise
•• GENDER ;; Female
•• AGE ;; Twenty
•• CONTACT ;; AIM, MSN, PM
•• EXPERIENCE ;; Too many years
•• PASSWORD ;; edited.
•• OTHER CHARACTERS ;; - Anila
- Sebastian
- Kato

•• FULL NAME ;; Rosto Wrath Cooper
•• NICKNAME ;; Wrath
•• AGE ;; Twenty-Six
•• BIRTHDAY ;; November 17th
•• GENDER ;; Male
•• SEXUALITY ;; Heterosexual
•• PROFESSION ;;
- Business CEO
- Hired killer (if it interests him that is.)
•• SPECIES ;; Undine
•• ABILITY ;; Aquakinesis

•• PLAYBY ;; Gabriel Aubry
•• ETHNICITY ;; Irish
•• COMPLEXION ;; Slightly Tanned
•• HEIGHT ;; 6'2"
•• WEIGHT ;; 179lbs
•• BODY TYPE ;; Muscular, Lean
•• HAIR COLOR ;; Dirty Blond
•• EYE COLOR ;; Silver Green
•• SCARS ;; None
•• BODY ART ;; Celtic Cross

•• OVERALL PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION ;;

Outward Looks

Tall, but lean, Rosto is a man of fine features and a slightly boyish charm that draws the eye and makes others wonder about him. His silver green eyes are something to marvel at, but then they see the pin point pupils that never change with the shifting of light and it makes people pause and question what's wrong with him. Most figure he's blind, but others seem to take much longer to figure it out. He'll never openly tell you, not unless you anger him.

Over long hair and just the right three piece suit and Rosto is a master piece worth looking at for hours on end, but don't let him catch you staring, not that it would be easy for him to catch someone.His body is toned and fit when he choses to forgo clothing, slightly tanned from time spent outside.

Just a Tattoo

The cross on his back is a work of art, with trible flares and deep red and green hues blocked out by black and the tan of his skin. It sits right between his shoulder blades and is hard to miss when he's not wearing a shirt. It holds several meanings for him and none of them have anything to do with religion.

•• STRENGTHS ;;
- Water
- Sarcasim
- Charming
- Mix Martial Arts
- Playing Piano
•• WEAKNESSES ;;
- Fire
- Blindness
- Temper
- Anti-social
- Grumpy
•• LIKES ;;
- Sweets
- Thunderstorms
- Music (playing the piano)
- Night time
- The Smell of Peaches
•• DISLIKES ;;
- Bright Lights
- Overly Social People
- Other people's pity
- Sour Smells
- Rearranged furniture
•• AMBITIONS ;;
- Kill the woman who gave birth to him
- Remain safe and stable
- Live life to the fullest
•• FEARS ;;
- Going competely blind
- Getting attatched to someone
- Dying without tasting vengence
•• SECRETS ;;
- Watched his father die
- Became an assassin so he could one day kill the woman who gave birth to him
•• PERSONALITY ;;

The Protector

Rosto is both possessive and protective of those he loves. He will go to no end to protect them. If someone truly wins his heart, he would be more than willing to die for him, lay his life at their feet in the blink of an eye. Not many can say the same. His heart is not one of those fickle things. Unlike most stallions, he will probably only ever have one female that he will ever be in love with, he just hasn’t found the right one yet. If he had any friends, he would always stand by their side and never let them down, not unless they betrayed his trust and his respect. Rosto is not one to be taken lightly when it comes down to his protective nature. He will kill in cold blood for those he cares for most.

The Loner

He prefers to be alone, what with being mostly blind. He doesn’t like pity and with that in mind he is a sort of hermit. He doesn’t want others to see him. He doesn’t want to hear those words of “Poor thing” or “We should put him out of his misery.” Who said he was miserable? So, he just avoids all life for the most part and sticks to himself. However, you can find him wondering around and if you don’t feel you will place your pity upon him, you might just be able to have a conversation with him that doesn’t end up with someone bleeding or crippled on the ground. Sometimes, it’s just best to leave the male alone for fear of ending up hurt.

The Aggressor

Rosto is anything, but angelic. He is aggressive to the point of being considered cruel, but it isn’t often that others see this side of him. Most of the time he’s very good at hiding it and it takes a lot for him to really get fired up. His aggression is cool and calculating for the most part and once you break past that there are two more levels. He can be all fire and fury or he can be like ice, burning you with the cold of his words. It isn’t that he’s heartless; he’s just not into others making him angry to the point of losing all control of his temper. For the most part though, when you make him angry, he just laughs at you in a way that makes you wish you’d just walked away the moment you laid eyes on this beastly creature. Oh well, one day others will learn to back away.

The Fighter

Just because Rosto is blind doesn’t mean he can’t fight. He is quite the warrior. Even if he wasn’t blind, he could probably still hand someone’s behind to them. Rosto was trained well in the art of war as some would call it. Just because he can’t see well doesn’t mean he can’t hear you or smell you. He’s particle to another’s movements when he can hear you. His sense of feeling is heightened as well so if another horse strikes the ground hard enough he can feel the vibrations. He is a calculating fighter and a strategic worker. His mind is quick thinking and sharp as a dagger, but with his disability, he has to be ten times quicker with his thoughts and reactions, if he isn’t it could cost him his life and he isn’t ready to lose that just yet. It can be said that Rosto is clever as the devil and twice as pretty. It’s just best not to cross him. Ever.

•• HOMETOWN ;; Galway, Ireland
•• ACCENT ;; Irish
•• LANGUAGES ;;
English:; written, spoken
Gaelic:; written, spoken
German:; written, spoken
Dutch:; written, spoken
Russian:; written, spoken
Braille:; written, read
•• WEALTH ;; Wealthy
•• RESIDENCE ;;
- Penthouse in London
- House & Stable in Galway
•• MOTHER ;; Anna Marie|56|Unknwon
•• FATHER ;; Ryan Randell|58|Deceased
•• SIBLINGS ;; Unknown
•• EXTENDED FAMILY ;; None
•• PETS ;;
Boomer/Irish Wolfhound/ 8 weeks
Molly/Irish Wolfhound/ 5 years
Irish Ditty (Ditty)/Irish Sporthorse Stallion/9 years
Cast Off Ties (Pirate)/Irish Sporthorse Mare/8 years

•• HISTORY ;;

Childhood

Though his childhood seemed normal, he was not. His mother had named him and nicknamed. Wrath, such a nice thing to call your child since you were supposed to love them. No, she hated him. She hated because she knew he would never see the world fully and didn't know why. That was all that would have been his problem. As he got older his mother allowed him to get a tattoo for one reason. You see, the reason his mother graced him with the tattoo was because when he was born, he didn't cry, just stared at everyone around him with wide, intelligent eyes. She saw that as a problem, thinking he saw too much with those eyes of his, even though later in life, he would slowly lose it all.

Teenhood

By now he was half blind. His sight leaving him with only half formed images. His father loved him though. Sure, his mother had left and his father was having trouble taking care of the both of them, but he never let Wrath down. Until the day she came. This unknown woman showed up, breaking into their house, bent on killing his father. His father pushed him into a crawl space and locked the door. She asked his father where Wrath was, but he wouldn't answer and as she killed him only after she told him how she had killed Wrath's mother. Wrath screamed and fought to get loose from the prison he was in. The prison that kept him from helping his father, from dying as well. When the sounds of slaughter faded, Wrath stayed silent, hands over his mouth to keep from screaming. It was as though she couldn't find him and so she left him alone in a how that smelled of blood and held memories that no person should have ever held.

Adulthood

Rosto was taken in by a family that lived in New York and they raised him and enrolled him in boarding school so he could get a good education. His life was a nightmare and he believed himself a coward for not being able to help his father and for not wanting to die. He learned mixed martial arts in hopes of bringing back his honor, but he fears that there is no way to restore it in this lifetime and that he will forever be a coward by name. Then the metors came and he changed, his vision was still lost to him. He became an undine and was able to control water, however that didn't improve his outlook on life.