Name: Mesta Salama'Kut
Gender: Male
Age: 2200 (22 human years conversion)
Birthday: Unknown
Sexuality: Bi
Special Characteristics: A jackal naval piercing.
Personality: Mesta, son of suns and god made mortal. A child by most accounts despite the age he appears and how long he has been alive. He is extremely curious and explorative about everything around him and he is extremely trusting towards people had just met. He will usually take everyones word on any subject and expects people to do the same back to him. He is soft hearted and doesn't understand much, despite being a god. He loves spending every waking moment with his friends and trying on new jewelry, which is one of his favorite past times that he had whilst a god. Now that he is mortal he has trouble understanding some of the customs and effects that objects would have on him physically and he freaks out whenever he feels pain whist out of combat. He has no preferences when it comes to finding people attractive and can sometimes flirt with people on accident and never even know that he is doing it until someone either points it out or shut him up. He loves to sing and dance and will draw people in to do so with him if they ever find him while in the mood to do so. He is absolutely afraid of small rodents and usually will freak out like a stereotypical woman in an old television show. Its quite entertaining to watch really, as well as it is so when you confuse him or get him to mess with some random item to understand it better.
In combat, Mesta is extremely violent and always shouts commands at his comrades so that they always follow the rules. He tends to judge people harshly once they do something wrong and will always exact punishment when people do go against his words. He rarely jumps head into combat without knowing the weight of the combat would have on the objective and what could be gained and lost during and after the fight. And even rarer is when he would go against the odds to gain something. His voice while in combat is extremely commanding and kingly that it can intimidate all enemies. His body is extremely tough and he hardly can tell and can sometimes not even tell how strong he is and hurt someone when he is just doing something normally. He has a habit while in combat to start monologing right and wrong towards his enemy telling them to generally change their ways or else he will destroy them and lock them away forever. But since he is no longer a god he cannot really follow up on a lot of his threats. After combat he locks himself away into his room and contemplate what had happened during the fight, ways to change himself and how it can change the outcome of the battle. If he lost he would beat himself up in his room till the point he understood every single mistake he had made as well as will challenge the person to a fight again if possible.
Likes:
- Singing and dancing usually get Mesta in the best of moods.
- Bunnies are adorable.
- He absolutely loves jewelry.
Dislikes:
- Rodents usually scare him.
- Fish can sometimes ruin his appetite.
- He is highly judgemental towards rude attitude.
Motivations:
- To regain his immortality.
- To live happily amongst men and women (Which is if he can't become immortal again.)
- To rest eternally once he feels his time is up.
Fears:
- Again rodents scare the daylights out of him.
- Leaving the world before his time is up.
- Losing a fight and not being able to learn from it.
General Appearance
Height: 6'1
Weight: 153 lbs
Hair: Mesta has chin length black hair.
Eyes: He has bright violet eyes.
Skin Tone: His skin is extremely tanned.
Appearance: Mesta wears a white jacket that he keeps usually around his elbows instead of shoulders made of a white fabric that has gold designs over it. Under it he wears a thin black cross shirt that only covers his pecs. He wears shorts that wrap tightly around his waist and knees but sag every other part. It is held up with a large black and white belt. He wears a large gold necklace as well as gold sandals that barely cover his feet.
Guild/Council
Guild: Fairy Tail
Tattoo: Gold on his left shoulder blade.
Rank: D
Gender: Male
Age: 2200 (22 human years conversion)
Birthday: Unknown
Sexuality: Bi
Special Characteristics: A jackal naval piercing.
Personality: Mesta, son of suns and god made mortal. A child by most accounts despite the age he appears and how long he has been alive. He is extremely curious and explorative about everything around him and he is extremely trusting towards people had just met. He will usually take everyones word on any subject and expects people to do the same back to him. He is soft hearted and doesn't understand much, despite being a god. He loves spending every waking moment with his friends and trying on new jewelry, which is one of his favorite past times that he had whilst a god. Now that he is mortal he has trouble understanding some of the customs and effects that objects would have on him physically and he freaks out whenever he feels pain whist out of combat. He has no preferences when it comes to finding people attractive and can sometimes flirt with people on accident and never even know that he is doing it until someone either points it out or shut him up. He loves to sing and dance and will draw people in to do so with him if they ever find him while in the mood to do so. He is absolutely afraid of small rodents and usually will freak out like a stereotypical woman in an old television show. Its quite entertaining to watch really, as well as it is so when you confuse him or get him to mess with some random item to understand it better.
In combat, Mesta is extremely violent and always shouts commands at his comrades so that they always follow the rules. He tends to judge people harshly once they do something wrong and will always exact punishment when people do go against his words. He rarely jumps head into combat without knowing the weight of the combat would have on the objective and what could be gained and lost during and after the fight. And even rarer is when he would go against the odds to gain something. His voice while in combat is extremely commanding and kingly that it can intimidate all enemies. His body is extremely tough and he hardly can tell and can sometimes not even tell how strong he is and hurt someone when he is just doing something normally. He has a habit while in combat to start monologing right and wrong towards his enemy telling them to generally change their ways or else he will destroy them and lock them away forever. But since he is no longer a god he cannot really follow up on a lot of his threats. After combat he locks himself away into his room and contemplate what had happened during the fight, ways to change himself and how it can change the outcome of the battle. If he lost he would beat himself up in his room till the point he understood every single mistake he had made as well as will challenge the person to a fight again if possible.
Likes:
- Singing and dancing usually get Mesta in the best of moods.
- Bunnies are adorable.
- He absolutely loves jewelry.
Dislikes:
- Rodents usually scare him.
- Fish can sometimes ruin his appetite.
- He is highly judgemental towards rude attitude.
Motivations:
- To regain his immortality.
- To live happily amongst men and women (Which is if he can't become immortal again.)
- To rest eternally once he feels his time is up.
Fears:
- Again rodents scare the daylights out of him.
- Leaving the world before his time is up.
- Losing a fight and not being able to learn from it.
General Appearance
Height: 6'1
Weight: 153 lbs
Hair: Mesta has chin length black hair.
Eyes: He has bright violet eyes.
Skin Tone: His skin is extremely tanned.
Appearance: Mesta wears a white jacket that he keeps usually around his elbows instead of shoulders made of a white fabric that has gold designs over it. Under it he wears a thin black cross shirt that only covers his pecs. He wears shorts that wrap tightly around his waist and knees but sag every other part. It is held up with a large black and white belt. He wears a large gold necklace as well as gold sandals that barely cover his feet.
Guild/Council
Guild: Fairy Tail
Tattoo: Gold on his left shoulder blade.
Rank: D