by Name: Anon Brier
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-Two
Birthday: September Third.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Special Characteristics: Scar on right eyebrow, going through the middle as though broken apart, giving an absence of hair. The scar is half an inch wide and two inches long. Tattoos down the entirety of left arm, the tattoos being of magical symbols and circles entwined together, leading from start of bicep and ending at the wrist just before the hand. The tattoos in question are all a dark black shade, offsetting the porcelain skin they adorn.
Personality: Anon is a rather jovial and nonchalant fellow, rarely taking anything seriously. He jokes around and laughs with others, taking the brunt of most criticism with a wide smile. He's always been known to have a cheery disposition and rarely allows anything to get to him. When he is serious, which isn't very often mind you, it usually pertains to his friends and ensuring their safety. He jokes quite often, which leads to many people disliking him since he doesn't seem to be taking anything as seriously as it needs to be, but his friends know that he has a side of himself that cares deeply for those close to him. He's far from arrogant and can accept when he loses a fight, always staying humble. Someone who just beat him in a brawl could be the brunt of his next joke, or he would even offer to share a cup of coffee with them to talk about the great battle that took place. Pride isn't a factor in anything he does, which isn't to say he doesn't feel pride. More, he knows that there is a time and place to be arrogant or prideful, and chooses instead to have a more humble, nonchalant nature. Anon enjoys incorporating humour into the way he views magic, applauding street performer magicians and hailing them as practitioners of true magic, though what they do is merely illusion, 'smoke and mirrors.' Not one to shy away from something he enjoys, he's taken to learning how to do the magic performed by these illusionists and enjoys showing others the tricks he's been practicing. He has become very adept at these over the years and can almost flawlessly perform what he's learned, with a few hiccups.
In battle, Anon has utter concentration and focus, taking his target in fully. He will look for any weaknesses or chinks in armour and exploit them to the fullest. A far cry from his normal personality, this man becomes cold and calculating in the heat of battle. While after he does go back to being jovial and cheery, he keeps a blank face over the course of a brawl and watches for any changes in his opponent or the world around them. Being that there is no such thing as a fair fight, he's not afraid to get his hands dirty with cheap tactics to win. Not so cheap that it would be in bad spirit, but more so that he would use the environment against his opponent. His life had taught him that one must use any means they see fit to win a battle, especially if protecting someone else. Self preservation plays a part in the sheer voracity of Anon's mannerism in battle, but not as much so as protecting another. While he is completely focused in battle, when it comes to his own safety, he cares little when compared to when it comes to the safety of another. He's known to often throw himself in the way of spells or swords to protect others, shielding them with his own body. He's almost become a martyr at this point, but cares little for such implications as long as others are safe.
Likes:
Dislikes:
Motivations:
Fears:[list]
[*]Loss ~ Anon fears the loss of companions or those he considers dear more than anything.
[*]Not Being Liked ~ While it seems superficial, Anon wishes to be liked by all those he encounters, fearing the worst if he doesn't feel as though he's achieved this. It can sometimes even span into anxiety.
[*]Dread Magic ~ Anon fears any sort of magic that would fill a user with dread or sadness, dampening his cheery disposition and causing him to realize his innate existential dread that reminds him that many things are futile, namely achievements through life once one passes on into the realm of the dead.
General Appearance
Height: Five feet, Eleven Inches.
Weight: Approximately one hundred and seventy-five pounds.
Hair: Eggshell white hair that reaches the nape of his neck in back, just over the eye brows in front with thick locks.
Eyes: Hazel eyes (green and blue) with flecks of red dancing in the irises.
Skin Tone: Porcelain white skin tone, with nary a scar (save one on the eyebrow).
Appearance: Anon has beautiful porcelain skin, which is offset by his normally black clothing choices. He has slightly thin lips and straight white teeth. His nose is slightly longer an wider than average, but it's hardly noticeable. He has a soft, melodious voice that compliments the smile he's usually found wearing, smiling so much he has slight creases at the corners of his mouth. Anon has muscle tone in his chest, stomach (in the form of a slight six pack for the abdominal muscle region), biceps, and calves. His body has been trained through years of hard work and his left arm holds tattoos that pay homage to his arm of destiny lineage. Anon is usually to be found wearing a white tee shirt with black dress pants and a black jacket. He normally wears a necklace with the Fairy Tail guild symbol: a black cord with the symbol being cast in silver, shining like the sun. From time to time, one can find Anon wearing a black half-face mask that covers his face from his nose down to his neck, seamlessly integrated into his shirt's lining. This is not a normal thing to see, however, and few can attest to actually seeing him don this. For his shoes he usually wears black sneakers that don't appear to be from any specific brand. When on formal occasions, Anon is found to be wearing black dress shoes with black pants, a black jacket and deep navy blue vest with a black shirt underneath. His tie, however, is normally a deep crimson hue to offset the rest of his look.
Guild/Council
Guild: Fairy Tail
Tattoo:Black ink, on the back of the left hand.
Rank: D
Gender: Male
Age: Twenty-Two
Birthday: September Third.
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Special Characteristics: Scar on right eyebrow, going through the middle as though broken apart, giving an absence of hair. The scar is half an inch wide and two inches long. Tattoos down the entirety of left arm, the tattoos being of magical symbols and circles entwined together, leading from start of bicep and ending at the wrist just before the hand. The tattoos in question are all a dark black shade, offsetting the porcelain skin they adorn.
Personality: Anon is a rather jovial and nonchalant fellow, rarely taking anything seriously. He jokes around and laughs with others, taking the brunt of most criticism with a wide smile. He's always been known to have a cheery disposition and rarely allows anything to get to him. When he is serious, which isn't very often mind you, it usually pertains to his friends and ensuring their safety. He jokes quite often, which leads to many people disliking him since he doesn't seem to be taking anything as seriously as it needs to be, but his friends know that he has a side of himself that cares deeply for those close to him. He's far from arrogant and can accept when he loses a fight, always staying humble. Someone who just beat him in a brawl could be the brunt of his next joke, or he would even offer to share a cup of coffee with them to talk about the great battle that took place. Pride isn't a factor in anything he does, which isn't to say he doesn't feel pride. More, he knows that there is a time and place to be arrogant or prideful, and chooses instead to have a more humble, nonchalant nature. Anon enjoys incorporating humour into the way he views magic, applauding street performer magicians and hailing them as practitioners of true magic, though what they do is merely illusion, 'smoke and mirrors.' Not one to shy away from something he enjoys, he's taken to learning how to do the magic performed by these illusionists and enjoys showing others the tricks he's been practicing. He has become very adept at these over the years and can almost flawlessly perform what he's learned, with a few hiccups.
In battle, Anon has utter concentration and focus, taking his target in fully. He will look for any weaknesses or chinks in armour and exploit them to the fullest. A far cry from his normal personality, this man becomes cold and calculating in the heat of battle. While after he does go back to being jovial and cheery, he keeps a blank face over the course of a brawl and watches for any changes in his opponent or the world around them. Being that there is no such thing as a fair fight, he's not afraid to get his hands dirty with cheap tactics to win. Not so cheap that it would be in bad spirit, but more so that he would use the environment against his opponent. His life had taught him that one must use any means they see fit to win a battle, especially if protecting someone else. Self preservation plays a part in the sheer voracity of Anon's mannerism in battle, but not as much so as protecting another. While he is completely focused in battle, when it comes to his own safety, he cares little when compared to when it comes to the safety of another. He's known to often throw himself in the way of spells or swords to protect others, shielding them with his own body. He's almost become a martyr at this point, but cares little for such implications as long as others are safe.
Likes:
- Magicians ~ Anon enjoys magicians thoroughly because he believes they normalize magic for those that aren't entirely accepting of it. It also adds an air of entertainment to the idea of magic.
- Jokes ~ Anon is a jovial joker and enjoys just about any type of humour he can find. Gallow's humour to knock knock jokes, he has no clear favorites.
- Thunder Storms ~ Anon is extremely excited or happy when he sees storms that have the loud boom of thunder or flashes of lightning. He's always had an affinity for lightning or just light in general and spends what time he can observing the storms.
Dislikes:
- Comrades in Danger ~ Anyone close to Anon being in danger is a point of anger for him. He hates having those who he allies with to be in pain or not safe.
- Sweets ~ Anon doesn't like sweet tastes, and prefers salt or bitter over anything else. Sweets give him headaches
- Darkness ~ There is nothing that Anon hates more than being in the dark, metaphorically or literally. He hates dark rooms or obscure tidings.
Motivations:
- Strength ~ Anon strives to become stronger so that he can protect those close to him and one day become the Guild Master of his very own guild.
- Frienships ~ Anon aspires to become friend to any and all he can, claiming total neutrality in many cases.
- Fame ~ Fame comes with a price, one that is yet unbeknownst to Anon, but he wants to become a famous wizard that everyone respects.
Fears:[list]
[*]Loss ~ Anon fears the loss of companions or those he considers dear more than anything.
[*]Not Being Liked ~ While it seems superficial, Anon wishes to be liked by all those he encounters, fearing the worst if he doesn't feel as though he's achieved this. It can sometimes even span into anxiety.
[*]Dread Magic ~ Anon fears any sort of magic that would fill a user with dread or sadness, dampening his cheery disposition and causing him to realize his innate existential dread that reminds him that many things are futile, namely achievements through life once one passes on into the realm of the dead.
General Appearance
Height: Five feet, Eleven Inches.
Weight: Approximately one hundred and seventy-five pounds.
Hair: Eggshell white hair that reaches the nape of his neck in back, just over the eye brows in front with thick locks.
Eyes: Hazel eyes (green and blue) with flecks of red dancing in the irises.
Skin Tone: Porcelain white skin tone, with nary a scar (save one on the eyebrow).
Appearance: Anon has beautiful porcelain skin, which is offset by his normally black clothing choices. He has slightly thin lips and straight white teeth. His nose is slightly longer an wider than average, but it's hardly noticeable. He has a soft, melodious voice that compliments the smile he's usually found wearing, smiling so much he has slight creases at the corners of his mouth. Anon has muscle tone in his chest, stomach (in the form of a slight six pack for the abdominal muscle region), biceps, and calves. His body has been trained through years of hard work and his left arm holds tattoos that pay homage to his arm of destiny lineage. Anon is usually to be found wearing a white tee shirt with black dress pants and a black jacket. He normally wears a necklace with the Fairy Tail guild symbol: a black cord with the symbol being cast in silver, shining like the sun. From time to time, one can find Anon wearing a black half-face mask that covers his face from his nose down to his neck, seamlessly integrated into his shirt's lining. This is not a normal thing to see, however, and few can attest to actually seeing him don this. For his shoes he usually wears black sneakers that don't appear to be from any specific brand. When on formal occasions, Anon is found to be wearing black dress shoes with black pants, a black jacket and deep navy blue vest with a black shirt underneath. His tie, however, is normally a deep crimson hue to offset the rest of his look.
Guild/Council
Guild: Fairy Tail
Tattoo:Black ink, on the back of the left hand.
Rank: D
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