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For
finally finished
omygod so many adorable charactersss hnnnng
I added a dislike and one miscellaneous information.
"You cannot hide any secrets from the dead."

         ♕         N a m e :
                    Euryon Lewis Le Noir (stage name)
                Eury (nickname)
         ♕         A g e :

around 230 /25
            (physically looks in his twenties)

         ♕         B i r t h d a y :
                        Sept. 21

         ♕         S p e c i e s :
Custos
                        - are the guardians of the dead. They are tasked to make sure that the spirits do not roam around in the earth for too                               long. They also collect souls and will punish trouble doers if needed. It is said that when they reached the age of                                 300 their body starts to decay until nothing is left but bones.
         ♕         F a c t i o n :
                      ♕ Black Faction

         ♕         J o b :
                    Summoner
                    He summons dead spirits and can command them.
                    (He roamed around for years before coming across with the Cirque.)
      ♕   S P E C I A L I T E M
                    Glass Cane/Ring
                               It was given to him as a parting gift by Mr. Bones. He uses it as a medium to summon and store spirits.
                           If not in use, it is reduced to a ring to wear.
         ♕ P e r s o n a l i t y :

Gentlemanly | Loner | Focused | Mysterious | Ambitious | Selfish |
             Ambitious and strives to be what he dreams of, Euryon stops at nothing to achieve his goals. He is frequently seen by himself and tries his best to avoid conversations with people. He believes that he is better off with anything that is dead. When not working, he mostly spends his time in his tent, absorbing whatever knowledge there is of the dead. If not, he simply hangs out at cemeteries experimenting with whatever tricks he comes up next.
  Euryon despises nosy people, especially those that tries to ask anything about him and his past. People would usually know when to stop when Euryon starts to scowl. You must be crazy to annoy him! Some confesses that they see (faint) black aura oozing out from him when he does. Some that had not taken the warning have never been seen again. Even though, he is still likely to converse with you if Dick likes you.
Euryon loves to perform in front of people though; he says that he desires for the world to see the beauty and wonders of death.
         ♕          H i s t o r y :
              TL;DR
                Euryon was said to be abandoned by his mother because of the black veins on his chest. He grew up in an orphanage far from the city and began hearing murmurs from the dead when he was 8 years old. He got his first spirit contact when he was 12 when a mysterious man taught him the ways of the black magic and conjuring. His journey to becoming a complete summoner started when he had an opportunity to re-unite with his mother and know the truth but all of it were destroyed. She was publicly burned at the stake, accused of witchcraft. Later on, Euyron killed the noble who accused his mother to be a witch. His face is plastered in posters everywhere in town. Guided by his ghost best friend, Dick, Euyron hitched a hike on a train leading to the place he fits in most: Cirque-des-Reves.
1660
                My mother abandoned me on a cold, winter night in front of an orphanage at 1660. The caretaker, Mrs. O’hara said that the black veins on my chest must’ve been the reason why. She said, maybe because my mother thought I was a monster. I grew up feeling confused and lost and only one question baffled my mind: why?
                Every night at times I cannot fall asleep; I would sneak outside of the room and would hang out at the large window overlooking the city. I would ask myself, is mother there somewhere? Is my father really a monster? I would repeatedly do this until I manage to fall asleep. Sometimes, I would hear murmurs around me but I would just ignore it. On mornings though, I would wake up at my bed. At first I was bewildered but as nights passed by, me sneaking out and waking up in my bed I just thought: maybe Mrs. O’hara was the one who carried me into bed.
1668
     I did not socialize with the other kids; I never felt the need to. All the times, I just wanted to be alone. I was never fond of noises and would always prefer the serenity of the woods. One time, while I was frolicking within the leaves under a large tree, a mysterious man approached me. He was tall, and dons a top hat, a cane with a crystal ball at the top and his face is concealed. When he spoke, his voice has a tint of darkness in it and I swore, I saw tiny bits of dark glitters coming out from his mouth. He showed me visions of death; its beauty and wonders. It's as if he was testing me if I would either be afraid or be mesmerized by it. I showed no fear, instead I was captivated by it and soon as I stared at the images, he slowly took off his top hat and revealed his bony face.
    “I found you at last….”

"You're one of us...."
    I never felt scared of him. People would normally do, but I don’t. His presence is all way too familiar to me. He told me the ways of the black magic and how to summon spirits. He explained to me that the murmurs I heard at the orphanage were the voices of the dead. He pointed out that I am like a light in the darkness and the dead is easily attracted to me. He didn't tell me his name and so I just proceeded to call him Mr. Bones. I went with him wherever he went. One night, we visited a dying man. When the man gave out his last breath, I saw the man’s spirit came out from the body. He bowed at us and Mr. Bones nodded at him, he spoke some Latin words before the man disappeared.
                “deficit omne quod nasciture.”
                “Everything that is born passes away.” I always heard him say. I travelled and learned everything about the dead and I grew up to be a fine young man. After celebrating my 16th birthday, Mr. Bones finally said goodbye. It is now my time to continue the legacy. I bowed at him and thanked him for all the knowledge he had given me and as he walked away I uttered, “Requies aeterna” Perpetual Rest. I turned my back and walked the other direction.
1676
                I now secretly work as a medium, helping the living to contact the dead. I constantly roam amongst rural places or small towns and villages near London to avoid the prying eyes of the upper authorities. I can now control the spirits and bind them to do things at my will. Mr. Bones left me his crystal cane as a form of a reward for becoming a summoner and I use it as a medium to summon the dead. I’ve also found Dick, a lost spirit looking for a friend and became acquaintances. One gloomy afternoon, as I was traversing an alley two lost spirit suddenly bumped into me. They look tired and were tugging violently at my sleeves. I brought out my crystal cane and commanded them to speak clearly and behave properly.
                “We were looking for you!”
                “We looked everywhere!”
                “She needs you!”
                Their voices echoed in my ears and for a second I was in a trance. I asked them to talk in a precise manner. “Your mother….” The one with the shaggy hair whispered. “Buuuuuurn,” said the other. Everything that I had felt when I was child came back to me. Suddenly I was in a trance, their words distorted in my ears. I saw Dick and the spirits conversed with each other and shared informations. Dick woke me up from my trance “Your mother is to be burned alive at a stake.” Without hesitation I let them lead me to the place of the trial.
                It was a small rural town, groups of people gathered around the plaza yelling and throwing pieces of fruits at the woman tied to the stake. I made my way through the crowd as the woman caught my eyes. My face is concealed but still the way she looked at me made me feel anxious. Like she knows I am here, that her son who she abandoned stood amongst the crowd. I watched as the people prepares to light the stake. “Move noooowwwww!” the spirits wailed. She abandoned me, she deserves this. “Ignorant fool!!” they screamed “You do not know the truth!” What truth I asked them.
“She abandoned you to protect you….”
“It was all for youuu……”
“and who told you this?”
“She told us. Your mother asked our help to find you!”

        Just then, everything slowed down. Without hesitation, I threw myself to rescue her but the guards held me back, overpowered me. They pinned me down and made me stare at her. I saw her last smile, the only remembrance I would ever have of her. She mouthed the words I love you, I'm sorry...as the flames slowly ate her up alive. The guards let me go and as I hunched my back in a defeated manner, I felt her spirit's caress on my face. I gazed up to see her spirit disappearing into thin air.
“Kill him…..avenge your motherrr….”
    And now I sit here, with the cane ring and blood on my hands. I gaze over the vast meadows as the train leads me to where I fit the most and where no one would surely find me, the world of Cirque-de-Reves.
         ♕         V o i c e
                www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjufI9…

         ♕         L i k e s :
    +        Cold
    +        Death
    +        Serenity
    +        Anyone that shows interest in what he does or in death
    +        Anything that is black or dull
    +        Steak
    +        White roses

         ♕         D i s l i k e s :
    -          Gossips
    -          Warmth/Flames
    -          Crowds (except when performing)
    -          Nobles (the one who accused his mother is one)
    -          Society (mostly outside the circus)

         ♕         F a m i l y (to be remembered) :

                    *Mrs. O'hara - the old lady who took care of him. His last image of her was in her funeral after coming back after several                                               years.
                      *Mother - not much was heard of his mother. Some people say she is a witch that summons dead spirits and does them.
                    *Father - same with his mother. Although Mr. Bones might be it but he wasn't able to confirmed it.

                    *Dick - a lonely, lost spirit that wanted human contact. He became buddies with Euryon and accompanies him wherever                                       he goes.

         ♕         R e l a t i o n s h i p s :
                    TBA

         ♕         M I S C/O t h e r I n f o r m a t i o n:

    ·         The black veins in his chest was a result of being a child of death.
    ·         He will agree to talk/hang out with you as long as he has “Dick” with him (and if Dick likes you)
    ·         He loves to sing a lullaby when alone and during full moons.
    ·         Bad with alcoholic drinks (He's afraid of what mess he can do when drunk)
  · Is dumb when it comes to anything pertaining about sex/sensual stuff
    ·         His overall demeanor is calm but changes into enthusiastic when performing
  ·         Mostly hangs out at the pavilion
  ·         He is definitely afraid of flames. It resulted from the cause of death of his mother. It's his weakness.
    ·         He loves orphaned children and treats them as his younger siblings.
              (this may have resulted from him growing up in an orphanage)

         ♕         R P m e t h o d s :
                                Notes (preferably)
                          Skype just let me know who you are ^u^
                              Google docs, chatrooms
Credits:
Texture: www.arsgrafik.com/victorian-fl…
Skull: fossilhistory.com/data/boneima…

Description

For
finally finished
omygod so many adorable charactersss hnnnng
I added a dislike and one miscellaneous information.
"You cannot hide any secrets from the dead."

         ♕         N a m e :
                    Euryon Lewis Le Noir (stage name)
                Eury (nickname)
         ♕         A g e :

around 230 /25
            (physically looks in his twenties)

         ♕         B i r t h d a y :
                        Sept. 21

         ♕         S p e c i e s :
Custos
                        - are the guardians of the dead. They are tasked to make sure that the spirits do not roam around in the earth for too                               long. They also collect souls and will punish trouble doers if needed. It is said that when they reached the age of                                 300 their body starts to decay until nothing is left but bones.
         ♕         F a c t i o n :
                      ♕ Black Faction

         ♕         J o b :
                    Summoner
                    He summons dead spirits and can command them.
                    (He roamed around for years before coming across with the Cirque.)
      ♕   S P E C I A L I T E M
                    Glass Cane/Ring
                               It was given to him as a parting gift by Mr. Bones. He uses it as a medium to summon and store spirits.
                           If not in use, it is reduced to a ring to wear.
         ♕ P e r s o n a l i t y :

Gentlemanly | Loner | Focused | Mysterious | Ambitious | Selfish |
             Ambitious and strives to be what he dreams of, Euryon stops at nothing to achieve his goals. He is frequently seen by himself and tries his best to avoid conversations with people. He believes that he is better off with anything that is dead. When not working, he mostly spends his time in his tent, absorbing whatever knowledge there is of the dead. If not, he simply hangs out at cemeteries experimenting with whatever tricks he comes up next.
  Euryon despises nosy people, especially those that tries to ask anything about him and his past. People would usually know when to stop when Euryon starts to scowl. You must be crazy to annoy him! Some confesses that they see (faint) black aura oozing out from him when he does. Some that had not taken the warning have never been seen again. Even though, he is still likely to converse with you if Dick likes you.
Euryon loves to perform in front of people though; he says that he desires for the world to see the beauty and wonders of death.
         ♕          H i s t o r y :
              TL;DR
                Euryon was said to be abandoned by his mother because of the black veins on his chest. He grew up in an orphanage far from the city and began hearing murmurs from the dead when he was 8 years old. He got his first spirit contact when he was 12 when a mysterious man taught him the ways of the black magic and conjuring. His journey to becoming a complete summoner started when he had an opportunity to re-unite with his mother and know the truth but all of it were destroyed. She was publicly burned at the stake, accused of witchcraft. Later on, Euyron killed the noble who accused his mother to be a witch. His face is plastered in posters everywhere in town. Guided by his ghost best friend, Dick, Euyron hitched a hike on a train leading to the place he fits in most: Cirque-des-Reves.
1660
                My mother abandoned me on a cold, winter night in front of an orphanage at 1660. The caretaker, Mrs. O’hara said that the black veins on my chest must’ve been the reason why. She said, maybe because my mother thought I was a monster. I grew up feeling confused and lost and only one question baffled my mind: why?
                Every night at times I cannot fall asleep; I would sneak outside of the room and would hang out at the large window overlooking the city. I would ask myself, is mother there somewhere? Is my father really a monster? I would repeatedly do this until I manage to fall asleep. Sometimes, I would hear murmurs around me but I would just ignore it. On mornings though, I would wake up at my bed. At first I was bewildered but as nights passed by, me sneaking out and waking up in my bed I just thought: maybe Mrs. O’hara was the one who carried me into bed.
1668
     I did not socialize with the other kids; I never felt the need to. All the times, I just wanted to be alone. I was never fond of noises and would always prefer the serenity of the woods. One time, while I was frolicking within the leaves under a large tree, a mysterious man approached me. He was tall, and dons a top hat, a cane with a crystal ball at the top and his face is concealed. When he spoke, his voice has a tint of darkness in it and I swore, I saw tiny bits of dark glitters coming out from his mouth. He showed me visions of death; its beauty and wonders. It's as if he was testing me if I would either be afraid or be mesmerized by it. I showed no fear, instead I was captivated by it and soon as I stared at the images, he slowly took off his top hat and revealed his bony face.
    “I found you at last….”

"You're one of us...."
    I never felt scared of him. People would normally do, but I don’t. His presence is all way too familiar to me. He told me the ways of the black magic and how to summon spirits. He explained to me that the murmurs I heard at the orphanage were the voices of the dead. He pointed out that I am like a light in the darkness and the dead is easily attracted to me. He didn't tell me his name and so I just proceeded to call him Mr. Bones. I went with him wherever he went. One night, we visited a dying man. When the man gave out his last breath, I saw the man’s spirit came out from the body. He bowed at us and Mr. Bones nodded at him, he spoke some Latin words before the man disappeared.
                “deficit omne quod nasciture.”
                “Everything that is born passes away.” I always heard him say. I travelled and learned everything about the dead and I grew up to be a fine young man. After celebrating my 16th birthday, Mr. Bones finally said goodbye. It is now my time to continue the legacy. I bowed at him and thanked him for all the knowledge he had given me and as he walked away I uttered, “Requies aeterna” Perpetual Rest. I turned my back and walked the other direction.
1676
                I now secretly work as a medium, helping the living to contact the dead. I constantly roam amongst rural places or small towns and villages near London to avoid the prying eyes of the upper authorities. I can now control the spirits and bind them to do things at my will. Mr. Bones left me his crystal cane as a form of a reward for becoming a summoner and I use it as a medium to summon the dead. I’ve also found Dick, a lost spirit looking for a friend and became acquaintances. One gloomy afternoon, as I was traversing an alley two lost spirit suddenly bumped into me. They look tired and were tugging violently at my sleeves. I brought out my crystal cane and commanded them to speak clearly and behave properly.
                “We were looking for you!”
                “We looked everywhere!”
                “She needs you!”
                Their voices echoed in my ears and for a second I was in a trance. I asked them to talk in a precise manner. “Your mother….” The one with the shaggy hair whispered. “Buuuuuurn,” said the other. Everything that I had felt when I was child came back to me. Suddenly I was in a trance, their words distorted in my ears. I saw Dick and the spirits conversed with each other and shared informations. Dick woke me up from my trance “Your mother is to be burned alive at a stake.” Without hesitation I let them lead me to the place of the trial.
                It was a small rural town, groups of people gathered around the plaza yelling and throwing pieces of fruits at the woman tied to the stake. I made my way through the crowd as the woman caught my eyes. My face is concealed but still the way she looked at me made me feel anxious. Like she knows I am here, that her son who she abandoned stood amongst the crowd. I watched as the people prepares to light the stake. “Move noooowwwww!” the spirits wailed. She abandoned me, she deserves this. “Ignorant fool!!” they screamed “You do not know the truth!” What truth I asked them.
“She abandoned you to protect you….”
“It was all for youuu……”
“and who told you this?”
“She told us. Your mother asked our help to find you!”

        Just then, everything slowed down. Without hesitation, I threw myself to rescue her but the guards held me back, overpowered me. They pinned me down and made me stare at her. I saw her last smile, the only remembrance I would ever have of her. She mouthed the words I love you, I'm sorry...as the flames slowly ate her up alive. The guards let me go and as I hunched my back in a defeated manner, I felt her spirit's caress on my face. I gazed up to see her spirit disappearing into thin air.
“Kill him…..avenge your motherrr….”
    And now I sit here, with the cane ring and blood on my hands. I gaze over the vast meadows as the train leads me to where I fit the most and where no one would surely find me, the world of Cirque-de-Reves.
         ♕         V o i c e
                www.youtube.com/watch?v=hjufI9…

         ♕         L i k e s :
    +        Cold
    +        Death
    +        Serenity
    +        Anyone that shows interest in what he does or in death
    +        Anything that is black or dull
    +        Steak
    +        White roses

         ♕         D i s l i k e s :
    -          Gossips
    -          Warmth/Flames
    -          Crowds (except when performing)
    -          Nobles (the one who accused his mother is one)
    -          Society (mostly outside the circus)

         ♕         F a m i l y (to be remembered) :

                    *Mrs. O'hara - the old lady who took care of him. His last image of her was in her funeral after coming back after several                                               years.
                      *Mother - not much was heard of his mother. Some people say she is a witch that summons dead spirits and does them.
                    *Father - same with his mother. Although Mr. Bones might be it but he wasn't able to confirmed it.

                    *Dick - a lonely, lost spirit that wanted human contact. He became buddies with Euryon and accompanies him wherever                                       he goes.

         ♕         R e l a t i o n s h i p s :
                    TBA

         ♕         M I S C/O t h e r I n f o r m a t i o n:

    ·         The black veins in his chest was a result of being a child of death.
    ·         He will agree to talk/hang out with you as long as he has “Dick” with him (and if Dick likes you)
    ·         He loves to sing a lullaby when alone and during full moons.
    ·         Bad with alcoholic drinks (He's afraid of what mess he can do when drunk)
  · Is dumb when it comes to anything pertaining about sex/sensual stuff
    ·         His overall demeanor is calm but changes into enthusiastic when performing
  ·         Mostly hangs out at the pavilion
  ·         He is definitely afraid of flames. It resulted from the cause of death of his mother. It's his weakness.
    ·         He loves orphaned children and treats them as his younger siblings.
              (this may have resulted from him growing up in an orphanage)

         ♕         R P m e t h o d s :
                                Notes (preferably)
                          Skype just let me know who you are ^u^
                              Google docs, chatrooms
Credits:
Texture: www.arsgrafik.com/victorian-fl…
Skull: fossilhistory.com/data/boneima…