Name:
Ryan TEMPEST Casey
Gender:
Male
Age:
Mentally: 18 Years [Actual: Unknown]
Birthday:
August 23
Sexuality:
Bisexual - Panromantic
Special Characteristics:
It's unknown, what he actually is. Whether he's simply a passing breeze or a simple, eternal, boy; even he doesn't know for sure. All he knows is that he's 'immortal' as in he has never aged since he grew out of puberty- or was it since he died? He doesn't know.
A subtle tattoo traces it's way from his abdomen upward towards his chest. It swirls and curls around itself in a windy, blue design.
Personality:
Outside of Battle
Ever since day one, Tempest has been a breezy soul. Thoughts never loitering and words never being able to portray himself well. It's complicated and hard, describing his character as he's so many people packed into one, small little capsule. Focusing on his child-like nature, he's a very innocent character. He seems like he'd be one who would be very, very oblivious to certain topics and would never actually use vile language. He doesn't even seem like one who would hate someone! He resembles to much like that of a child. His eyes have always been honest, betraying his emotions as if he were a book. His emotions dance on his face, twisting it and shaping it constantly. He never bothers to hide his feelings but if he feels it will burden another, he will bring on a facade- a mask of happiness.
Tempest has always been one who is passionate about the things he likes or dislikes. He could talk about them for hours and hours and hours, never stopping the flow of words that leave his mouth. When he gets really into what he talks about, it's extraordinarily hard to stop him, yet with his extreme lack of confidence, a simple "You're annoying" will halt him mid-sentence. On the topic of lack of confidence, he's grown to not be confident in himself as people came in and out of his life as if they weren't important and it would slowly break him. He always wished for someone to simply stick with him throughout his entire journey and because no friendship would last for more than a few years, he slowly began to believe he is nothing but a failure- which he still believes currently. It's something that constantly lurks in his subconscious and can easily be drawn out of his light slumber. It tortures him constantly and is what causes him to become clingy, craving the physical touch of others to make sure that he was still there- that they're still there.
For as long as Tempest can remember, he's craved to be around others. He finds himself depressed, torn, and nothing but a jumble of thoughts without being around others. It's always been his comfort, what keeps him together and stable. Yes, he can survive without a simple hug or being confined in solitude- but it breaks his mind. His mentality is already very fragile and any more stress applied drives him crazy, causing him to fall into a metaphorical pit he can't crawl out of to save himself. It's another child-like trait of his because it seems as if he can't be independent, which he can be- very easily, his spirit-like mind and heart just craves certain things is all.
Being constantly cheerful and happy, it's usually very hard to disrupt this peace in Tempest. He's always very.. All over the place and you can never really keep his mind on track in a conversation. This also connects to his air-head and occasional ditsy personality. He likes to talk about random things, not caring if he knows what he's talking about or not. Due to his constantly distracted mind, he's extremely clumsy- especially in crowded areas where he will get in everyone's way, whether he's trying to or not. This usually means he will pull himself away from the crowd and towards the edge where he can continue on safely without disrupting those around him.
During Battle
During battle, Tempest is a flurry of emotions during battle, his mind and heart telling him two different things. His heart will be racing a hundred miles an hour, pumping adrenaline through his veins to the point where he will be dancing on his feet, while he his mind makes him feel so incredibly guilty. He hates hurting and upsetting others, so when it comes to battling, he hates watching himself hurt others in any way. Sometimes, he will even stop himself and step aside, most likely hyperventilating and freaking out in more ways than one.
Due to the adrenaline running through his veins and his mind a jumble of thoughts, he's lighter and quicker on his feet than he usually is, almost as if he's dancing. He can never stand in one spot unless he's directed to. The only time he can usually contain himself and be calm during battles without panicking is when he's under the control of a leader as he feels as if he can finally do something correctly if he's being led by someone who knows what they're doing. If he's the leader, he panics and panics, freaking out and usually loosing sight of what he's supposed to be focusing on. He refuses to be in the position of a leader because it's so much pressure and enough pressure that he will feel sick to his stomach, and will most likely puke. So.. Not a good idea to have him in the leader position.
Likes:
• Night Skies: [Just watching the stars, watching the light, fluffy clouds, and the occasional bird contrast so greatly against the midnight backdrop makes his heart soar.]
• Physical Contact: [Always craving for the touch of others, whether it be a hug or a kiss- he craves it. He craves it as if he was on a desert for days without sufficient water. He's never questioned why, but he always loves the touch of others.]
• Sugary Treats: [Who can resist sugary treats? Not him! He's addicted and always will be! He loves the rush he gets from the sugar and the way the taste dances on his tongue, as colors bounce in his mind as if it were a party.]
Dislikes:
• Cloud Coverage: [Clouds always cover what he wants to see. Whether it be the night sky or blue sky- if it's nothing but a layer of cloud coverage, he hates it. It makes him feel very unsettled.]
• Crisp Vocabulary: [When he was younger, whenever that was, he was always spoken to with crisp politeness and it made him feel awkward, scared even. Why couldn't they just be friends? Was what he would always think and now, he frowns upon such form of speech or vocabulary.]
• Spicy Foods: [He likes sweets, he loves the way it calms his taste buds- so of course, spicy he would hate as it sets his mind and mouth ablaze with pain.]
Motivations:
• Fading: [He wants to fade, he wants to disappear so badly because it feels as if he's been around for generations. So as far as he cares, he's lived long enough.]
• Friends: [When it comes to friends, he simply strives to make more, to have companions he can place his trust in and come to when he has problems.]
• Time: [Time. Time to him is like an enemy almost, it's something that makes his brain and soul crumble and shiver. He hates how time prolonged his life and still is, stretching it painfully long.]
Fears:
• Claustrophobic: [He never lived in small areas, he was always a free spirit so when he was first introduced to a small, confined space, he panicked and now- he's terrified of such things.]
• Falling: [Being a child that adores things such as heights and wind, it's odd he'd fear falling. Because if he does fear to fall, wouldn't he fear everything else? No. That is not the case with him.]
• Quick Movements: [As if he were a rabbit or woodland creature, or even just an easily scared creature in general- any type of quick, rapid movement terrifies him and he never fails to scurry back out of fear.]
General Appearance
Height:
5'1"
Weight:
137 lbs
Hair:
Black - Spiky
Eyes:
Blue
Skin Tone:
Pale
Appearance:
- Reference:
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Framing his pale face is black-brown hair that spikes off in a wave towards the right, the hair in the black fluffing upward like that of chicken fluff. Contrasting against this, are orbs the hue of an ocean or clear blue sky- innocence dances within these, making them as clear as crystal. A pair of bulky, blue glasses frames his eyes, a small symbol placed on each side. Adding towards his aura of 'nerd' and 'child' is his overbite, the buckteeth constantly pressing into the soft flesh of his lower lip.
Guild/Council
Guild:
Guildless
Tattoo:
Pale blue in color, the tattoo would be placed squarely on the center of his chest.
Rank:
D