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Name: Sirius 'Siri' Velador

Age: 25 years old

Gender: Male

Height: 6'

Weight: 185 lbs.

Role: ★Weaponeer

Sexual orientation: :3c

Relationship status: Single

Main weapon: Bulldog .357

Personality Traits:
Cruel/Brutal | Reliable | Hardworking | Tenacious | Aloof | Blunt | Dry

Actions speak louder than words and this applies greatly to Sirius. His words are unrefined, blunt and even inconsiderate but his actions can be much more gentler. It can also be applied in the reverse when he is cool and collected, only the brutality of his actions showing his negative feelings. He is surprisingly open and receptive but only when asked or referred to. Otherwise, he is content to remain a statue and do his own thing in relative peace. His sense of humor is dry and slightly threatening, but definitely playful as he does not intend to go through with most of his threats/jokes. Referring to him as a dog or the like is met with enabled amusement. Established pecking order limits the freedom of his attitude, to more restrained quiet with reluctant/direct opinions. He prefers to obey like a trained dog on duty with almost familiar satisfaction.

In combat, Sirius is uncompromising and brutal. His drive to continue forward towards his goals with any resources available make him dangerous and fearsome. While not brash or reckless, he displays a feral need to fight and survive when driven into a corner. It cannot be said that he dislikes or advocates against the savage parts of violence.

History:

Growing up with little or no stability meant you had nothing to lose and everything to want. His childhood was a struggle between living and a future. Just a child, even the experience and determination he acquired to survive was limited. He was weak in a world run by adults and corruption. His parents wasted away in drugs and he grew desperate to escape, before he got sucked in as well. Anything...anyway to claw his way out of it. At 13, he barely looked back as he entered the Rosen Guard.

Everything is different. Even he was different. A decade lost, and the old feelings re-surge with desperate passion. He had to survive.

Sirius made his way back into his old neighborhoods, barely registering the displaced memories of his childhood. He had not forgotten the need to struggle, to fight. Only this time...he wasn't a child. He sought out work almost immediately, barely recognizable to anyone. He was no longer a scrappy kid, but a new threat to be tested. The fight clubs. Barbaric struggles in the most purest of forms, strange moves his body unconsciously follows through with. The pieces of life he had lost, used to build a new one. He is clearly not the 13 year old he recalled. He could be more.

But something is missing...a lost sense of purpose...

"You've been a dog for too long to run back to the wolves. You need a pack. A family. Someone to obey."

It was insulting, but curious. Did he want to be under the power of another?

Approaching the Snake King, like an animal he knew. This person...was meant to be served.

Likes:

-Rhythm Games
-Pets
-Melee Combat
-Winning
-Working Out/Exercising
-Coupons

Dislikes:

-Wasting Food
-Child Crimes
-Messy/Dirty things
-Losing (So much he will go over why he lost in his head a lot and push himself to not lose next time)
-Equipment Maintenance (but you still gotta do it!)
-Invalid Codes for Online Deals (and this is why he downloaded honey-)

Extra information:

-His tattoo for his former unit is on his back, along the spine.
-His snake tattoo is along the side of his body.
-He prefers to stay helmeted to separate his private life from work. His helmet has a voice modifier.
-Officer of his unit.

User Info:

Name/Nickname: XI

Discord Username: XIsee

Timezone: Eastern Standard Time

Age: 23

Roleplay Preferences: Discord/Google Docs

Description

Name: Sirius 'Siri' Velador

Age: 25 years old

Gender: Male

Height: 6'

Weight: 185 lbs.

Role: ★Weaponeer

Sexual orientation: :3c

Relationship status: Single

Main weapon: Bulldog .357

Personality Traits:
Cruel/Brutal | Reliable | Hardworking | Tenacious | Aloof | Blunt | Dry

Actions speak louder than words and this applies greatly to Sirius. His words are unrefined, blunt and even inconsiderate but his actions can be much more gentler. It can also be applied in the reverse when he is cool and collected, only the brutality of his actions showing his negative feelings. He is surprisingly open and receptive but only when asked or referred to. Otherwise, he is content to remain a statue and do his own thing in relative peace. His sense of humor is dry and slightly threatening, but definitely playful as he does not intend to go through with most of his threats/jokes. Referring to him as a dog or the like is met with enabled amusement. Established pecking order limits the freedom of his attitude, to more restrained quiet with reluctant/direct opinions. He prefers to obey like a trained dog on duty with almost familiar satisfaction.

In combat, Sirius is uncompromising and brutal. His drive to continue forward towards his goals with any resources available make him dangerous and fearsome. While not brash or reckless, he displays a feral need to fight and survive when driven into a corner. It cannot be said that he dislikes or advocates against the savage parts of violence.

History:

Growing up with little or no stability meant you had nothing to lose and everything to want. His childhood was a struggle between living and a future. Just a child, even the experience and determination he acquired to survive was limited. He was weak in a world run by adults and corruption. His parents wasted away in drugs and he grew desperate to escape, before he got sucked in as well. Anything...anyway to claw his way out of it. At 13, he barely looked back as he entered the Rosen Guard.

Everything is different. Even he was different. A decade lost, and the old feelings re-surge with desperate passion. He had to survive.

Sirius made his way back into his old neighborhoods, barely registering the displaced memories of his childhood. He had not forgotten the need to struggle, to fight. Only this time...he wasn't a child. He sought out work almost immediately, barely recognizable to anyone. He was no longer a scrappy kid, but a new threat to be tested. The fight clubs. Barbaric struggles in the most purest of forms, strange moves his body unconsciously follows through with. The pieces of life he had lost, used to build a new one. He is clearly not the 13 year old he recalled. He could be more.

But something is missing...a lost sense of purpose...

"You've been a dog for too long to run back to the wolves. You need a pack. A family. Someone to obey."

It was insulting, but curious. Did he want to be under the power of another?

Approaching the Snake King, like an animal he knew. This person...was meant to be served.

Likes:

-Rhythm Games
-Pets
-Melee Combat
-Winning
-Working Out/Exercising
-Coupons

Dislikes:

-Wasting Food
-Child Crimes
-Messy/Dirty things
-Losing (So much he will go over why he lost in his head a lot and push himself to not lose next time)
-Equipment Maintenance (but you still gotta do it!)
-Invalid Codes for Online Deals (and this is why he downloaded honey-)

Extra information:

-His tattoo for his former unit is on his back, along the spine.
-His snake tattoo is along the side of his body.
-He prefers to stay helmeted to separate his private life from work. His helmet has a voice modifier.
-Officer of his unit.

User Info:

Name/Nickname: XI

Discord Username: XIsee

Timezone: Eastern Standard Time

Age: 23

Roleplay Preferences: Discord/Google Docs