Tommy

The Killer Full Name: Thomas Brooker Birthdate: October 29th, 1996 Apparent Age: Twentyish Hometown: Sachs Harbor, Canada Occupation: 7-11 Clerk Demeanor: Drifter Tradition: Euthanatos Faction: Pomegranite-Deme 200px 200px Nothing Is Okay xxxxxThomas is a quiet, lonely man. He works night shifts at 7-11 usually, but he can sometimes be found working other shifts. He isn't a local, that's for sure. His accent is clearly Canadian (Western Territories) for those who know what to look for. While he is shy and more then a little odd, he doesn't quite come off as a creeper. He manages to just come off as a bit awkward, and more then a little depressed. xxxxxWhatever his story is, he is more then he seems. He is very computer savvy, and he spends a lot of time on the internet. Specifically, he deals with something called the Deep (Or Dark) Web. On this cesspool of human existence, anything can be found. Everything from the hacker groups to hired killers to cannibals and serial killers...and worse. Sure, it can also be used for people within tyrannical countries to communicate with the outside world, and for good things. Sure. xxxxxHis eyes are always tired, and he smells of cheap cologne, lightly dabbed, and stale cigarettes and sometimes even cheap alcohol. He lives in a little apartment. He doesn't like talking about where he is from, and why he is here. He seems constantly tired, and worn down by the boot-heel of life. xxxxxTommy is not one of those bad people you might expect him to be, however. He doesn't salivate at the possibility of Red Rooms and Cannibal Diaries. He doesn't go onto hidden chat rooms to brag about inhumane experiments or his body count, like so many people in the deepest, darkest recesses of the internet. xxxxxNo. Tommy murders these people. He takes life. He refuses to feel nothing when he kills. He is not callous or indifferent. This is a misconception people have of the Euthanatos. He forces himself to feel every final breath, to absorb every quake of fear. Some people he relishes killing. Sometimes, when the job is done, he cries for days. He has thrown up more then once after completing an act. He forces himself to feel the life he takes...because to do otherwise would be to accept Death-Taint into his soul, and into his life. xxxxxTommy is a necessary evil. He hates this fact. He hates himself. xxxxxBut he hates the monsters out there more. Songs She Wants Revenge - Written In Blood Blood red lips traced with a tongue they shine, Cut through a crowded room. A look can say a lot sometimes And so I take all my past attractions And project on you. Every disappointment and mistake, Some resentment from a one-night heartbreak. My head is spinning My hands go damp, But still I force an introduction And I ask you to dance. Oingo Boingo - Dead Man's Party I was struck by lightning Walkin' down the street I was hit by something last night in my sleep It's a dead man's party Who could ask for more Everybody's comin', leave your body at the door Leave your body and soul at the door Contacts The Awakened None - None. Mortals None - None The Others None - None Return To The Cycle Foci: Specialty Foci (-1 difficulty when used): Entropy: Bones Life: Blood Prime: Sex/Pleasure Correspondence: Bells and drums Mind: Eye contact Matter: Meditation Spirit: Funeral objects and properties of the dead Time: Mantras, songs, spoken word General Foci (No difficulty alteration): Bones, corpses, sacrifice, dancing, sex, Bells and drums, meditation, funeral objects and properties of the dead, weapons, eye contact Smoke And Screaming xxxxxThe cycle. All matter recycles, souls and organic matter especially. All things have a fate, which is tied to the very real existance of Karma. Some people are reedamble, and some must be put back into the cycle. All of these things combine into Tommy's Paradigm. He takes the numerous ideals of the Chakaravanti, and blends it with the Cthonic and Greek ideals of the Pomegranite-Deme to build his world view. ) Stories No pages meet these criteria.