CARTER, deamon jay

[DAEMON CARTER]

DAEMON JAY CARTER
PARTY TILL YOU PASS OUT - DRINK TILL YOU'RE DEAD

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Ohhaithere! I totally didn’t see you! Well, my name is Traxx, but you’re going to call me Traxx, ok? I prefer it that way. I’ve been role-playing for five years, and I totally love it. I rate this site is a 894974167 out of 10, and I found it through myself! If you need me, call me! It so simple, just hit me up via PM or email!

( INTO HOBBLING FAITH )
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NAME: Daemon Jay Carter
NICKNAMES: Demon
AGE: 21
GENDER: Male
SEXUALITY: Hetrosexual
WEIGHT: 180lbs
HEIGHT: 1'8''
EYE COLOR: Blue
NATIONALITY: Caucasian
PLAY BY: Jordan Holland

( CHECKING YOUR PULSE )
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LIKES

• Parties
  
• Fights
  
• Metal
  
• Sex

DISLIKES:

• Homosexuals
  
• Conformists
  
• Preppy girls
  
• Body Odor

FEARS:

• Becoming paralyzed
  
• Loosing a limb
  
• Getting a kidney problem and being forced to stop drinking

STRENGHTS:

• His looks
  
• His strong will
  
• His ability to adapt quickly

WEAKNESSES:

• Alcohol abuse
  
• Pessimism
  
• His dreary outlook on life

SECRETS:

• Sometimes, he just wants to die
  
• He's stinking rich

PERSONALITY:
PESSIMISTIC. Daemon is a complete and utter pessimist. There is no doubt about that. He is constantly looking at the darker side of things, and he always has and always will see his glass as half empty. People always praise those who can find light in the darkest of situations, but why not praise Daemon too? He could win the lotto and still find something bad about that. This doesn’t, however, mean that he complains constantly like a nagging wife. But if you ask him how he feels about a subject or object, then he’ll ten to one point out something horrid about it and tell everyone how he is better off without it. So as one can imagine, this makes Daemon a very hard person to please indeed.

INDEPENDENT. The boy has been like this since a very young age. He doesn’t need anyone or anything to help him along the way. He has come very accustomed to living on his own and fending for himself in a harsh environment. So throw him in the deep end and he’ll be very sure to swim. Some people find this amazing about him, and respect him for it. It’s difficult for a guy without even a matric certificate to get work nowadays, but Daemon manages just fine. This trait of his reflects in most aspects of his life, for instance, in his relationships with the girls he messes around with. He really only needs them for one thing, so if they start getting all attached, he backs out. He’s been alone for so long, that he’s forgotten how it’s like to have someone there for you.

HEADSTRONG. Don’t get me wrong, he isn’t cocky and arrogant in a loud obnoxious way, but if you threaten him he won’t back down from a fight. He is extremely sure of himself, and thanks to his history, he has reason to be. So here’s a tip; don’t get in his way. Especially if he’s not in a good mood. He generally has a reasonably good temper, but if he hasn’t had the best of days, it takes just a wrong look to make him snap. Daemon is know never to start the fights, but always to end them. Not only is he headstrong in the battling part of life, but of course, with the ladies. He knows how to charm a woman into sleeping with him, and sometimes he doesn’t even need to. He’s not afraid to go up to someone and say straight out, ‘Hey how are ya? Lets have sex.’ If he gets blown off, which doesn’t happen often, then that’s okay. No biggie. There are plenty other fish in the sea.

NONCONFORMING. Oh boy don’t get Daemon started on conformists. He hates them, all of them. He can’t stand the thought of someone just moulding themselves to be accepted. Hell, if people don’t like him the way he is, then that’s it. Too bad. He’s not going to change himself into something he is not, just to impress someone. And rules? He despises those too. To him, they are completely pointless. Sure, they could be used as guidelines, but face it, if you want to do something badly enough, then you’re going to do it. Rules or no rules. Well at least that is what Daemon does.

WILD. This guy is the ultimate party animal. He’s not afraid to try whatever you throw at him. He’s into all sorts of shit, and he’ll gladly accept a dare or a challenge. So all in all, he’s a pretty fun person to be around when he’s drunk, since that is usually when he’s in his best of moods. Since he doesn’t give a shit about what people think about him, he’ll dance around being loud and otherwise obnoxious with ease. He’s a great laugh at times, and he might even cheer you up in the simplest of ways.

( OUTSIDE YOUR DOOR )
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FATHERS NAME & AGE: Noah Carter, 51
FATHERS OCUPATION: Lawyer
MOTHERS NAME & AGE: Samantha Larken Carter, 54
MOTHERS OCUPATION: Surgeon
SIBLINGS: None
HISTORY: Daemon was born to a wealthy family, in the best possible hospital, under the best possible circumstances. He was a planned baby, which of course was rare in days like these, and he was raised well and given the best education. He was favoured by his for lacking the violent ways that his brother, Vinny, so often displayed. The boy was only five years older than Daemon, but he had a massive temper that no normal five year old child should have. Samantha was in denial about that fact, but still, she kept Daemon away from Vinny, in secret fear of what would happen if Vinny didn’t approve. This created quite a barrier between the two brothers, and as Daemon grew, he grew not knowing exactly what was wrong with his brother, and what made him so bitter and cold. He had no clue that he would be the only one to ever find out the truth.

His grades in school were excellent, and the great thing about it was that he didn’t even have to try. He had a photographic memory and remembered every single thing that his teachers showed or said to the class. He skipped grade two and after that grade four, and he still obtained notable marks and was top of the class every year. Needless to say, his parents were both impressed, and that left his brother isolated from the family, not that he cared. Vinny hardly every displayed any emotion, and spent most of his time alone in his room, doing pretty much nothing. It never occurred to Samantha Larken that there was something terribly wrong with her son, but Daemon had finally caught on. His brother refused to speak to him about it, and simply snapped at him and said there was nothing wrong. So Daemon started watching him, he studied everything his brother would do. He was only nine, and Vinny was fourteen, but he was a smart kid, and he never let his brother catch him.

The first thing he found out, was that Vinny cried a lot. When he was alone and their parents were at work, he would close himself in his room and weep silently to himself, never making a sound. Watching from the ajar closet door, Daemon could do nothing to help his brother. For the first time in ages, he figured out that life wasn’t always as peachy as he thought it was. The two boys got everything they wanted, because their parents were rich. Thanks to that, they also had a lot of friends, well at least Daemon did. Vinny kept to himself at school, and hardly talked to anyone.

The next thing Daemon saw would change him for life. He woke up one day, late at night, and heard a muffled thump from Vinny’s room. He snuck down the hallway and towards his brothers room. When he timidly tried the door, it was locked, which was odd because he knew that Vinny didn’t have the key for his own door. Daemon finally decided to wait it out. He sat in the dark corner, waiting. Two hours later, the doorknob turned, and his father stepped out of Vinny’s room, adjusting his pants. He shut the door quietly behind him and returned to his own room. Daemon tiptoed back towards his brothers room and pushed the door open. His breath caught in his mouth as he caught sight of his brother laying naked, face down, on his bed. The pieces of the puzzle finally clicked into place, and Daemon backed out of the door. His hand over his mouth.

Being nine, he had no clue what to do, and so he pretended like nothing had ever happened. Though he could never look at his father. And he lay awake at nights, listening, terrified that his father would choose him next. After Daemon turned thirteen, Vinny was due to leave the house, though he showed no sign of going. He was a thin, scrawny eighteen year old. A sad sight for many. Once Daemon heard his father threatening to kill Vinny if he tried to leave, and once again, he ignored it and did nothing to help his brother. This was a serious mistake. Daemon was pretty much terrified out of his mind, and he requested a gym membership for his fourteenth birthday. Granted, without question. He spent nearly three hours a day in the gym, and by the time he was sixteen he was way stronger than his father could hope to be. He had a plan in place, and he was finally going to save his brother, who at twenty three, couldn’t do anything for himself.

But he was too late. For the first time in twenty three years, Vinny attempted to stand up for himself. A fight broke out, when Samantha wasn’t home, and Daemon wasn’t expecting it. A lamp broke upstairs, alerting the teenager. Daemon broke the door down, which wasted a lot of precious time, and he entered just in time to see Noah break his brother’s neck. Vinny’s lifeless body slumped to the floor, and Noah stood above him, staring at Daemon, shocked and shaken. Acting on sheer impulse, Daemon launched himself into his father in a fit of rage. Their fight lasted for about half an hour, until Noah swore to blame him for Vinny’s death. That knocked Daemon a bit. He knew very well that his father was one of the best lawyers there was, and he stood no chance against that. And so that was where Daemon’s wealth started. His father promised to pay him monthly amounts into a bank account that he had secretly made, as long as he kept his mouth shut to his mother.
By the time Daemon was eighteen, he was his parents personal nightmare. He had gone way off the tracks, he’d started drinking and experimenting with drugs. He blamed himself for Vinny’s death you see, and he felt like shit for being paid off like some cheap dirtbin scum. He had started hanging out with the gangs in the downtown areas, and he was a well known street fighter. Eventually, his mother couldn’t take it anymore. She gave him a fair amount of money and sent him on his way. He was pretty much thankful to be out of the house, and away from his father, who would never stop paying him. So there he was, alone, a millionaire at eighteen. His life had only begun, and he already hated every second of it.

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