Label: PRIDE RECORDS
Band: MÄNTICORE
Instrument: CELLO (+backing screams)
Fame Lvl: 2 (Power 1 + Fortune 1)
Current MP: 15
Short Description:
► 182cm 75kg, 22 y/o, twig, really long white hair. Left-handed.
► He was considered a musical prodigy as a teenager and is sometimes called a cello genius (but he can still lose a play-off, so no worries).
► Loud, arrogant, violent and really not what you'd expect of the resident "classical" musician. He loves telling everyone how much better his band is than theirs, being obnoxious, and getting as much attention as possible. He also knows no shame or decency and is genuinely full of shit and actually you should probably check out his
opt-out post.
Regains So Far:► white hair (5)
► Rain Flames (15; low intensity)
► prosthetic hand, fully functional (15)
► scars a
nd tattoos (5)
► assassin skills & combat (30)
► Rain Flames (+15=30; moderate)
► Varia Ring of Rain (30)
Regained Memories So Far:► promising not to cut his hair
► failure at the Cradle Affair & ICE
► bacon & steak & getting facewalled
► getting (more or less) killed by Jager
► losing Rain battle + eaten by a shark
► Xanxus throwing shit at his head
► cutting his hand off and killing Tyr
► the Varia (looks & mannerisms)
► being the Requiem of Rain
► being drawn to Xanxus
► Xanxus' fire and his devotion to him
► being part of a "demonic" group
► "Squalo" being his real name
► Alo and Rain Flames
► working together with Xanxus
► killing people
► being mafia
Resources:► AC link: here► Threadtracker: here► CR chart: here
► Application:
here►
Mood music and visuals: here► Journal navigation: here
Contact Player:►
jigglyballs► PM this journal
► AIM: morphinedementia
oh my
You should come outside too. We had a deal.
[ She's the first one who gets a trip around the block with him. Or wherever else. ]
vroom-vroom~
[After ten minutes she comes outside almost just as excited as him.]
So, who wears the helmet?
[Or they can fetch another one if he wants.]
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[ He grins and holds the helmet out for her with a gallant almost-bow. ]
Ladies first. [ Then he ruins it with a shit-eating grin. ] Otherwise I might whip you in the eye with my hair.
[ He does proceed to tie it back once she takes the helmet off his hands, but let's be real, a ponytail that long is still a hazard. He'll do his best to tuck it under his coat. ]
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She'll put it on in front of him.]
There we are.
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Ready.
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Don't let go~
[ He starts the engine, turns the bike around and AWAY THEY GO! Pretty much zooming. It's like he wants to see how many seconds is needed for this baby to go over the speed limit and then never slowing down. ]
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You don't play around with the speed!
[But she likes it.]
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Yes, yes I do!!
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Let's see what this baby can do. HOLD ON!
[ And he fucking floors it. The bike stands on the end wheel for a moment, then zooms down the street, carrying them at pretty damn formidable speed. ]
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Honestly, they might get some speed tickets.]
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[ Squalo will gleefully run some red lights, too, possibly nearly run over some grandma, and then speed up to an empty car carrier trailer, make the bike jump on it, drive over it, and jump back down, all the while not losing his balance (or denting his own vehicle) for a moment. ]
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[ After some more hair-curling turns and blatant speeding, ten to fifteen minutes probably, he'll be slowing down by the same parking lot they left from. He feels... kind of pumped up, actually. Like he wants a good fight. It's not entirely different from cocaine, to be honest. ]
Voi! Is there anywhere else you wanna go?
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[Her own heart is pounding and she feels the sudden need to do reckless, violent, passionate illegal things herself. And the feeling is... nice. The only problem is getting rid of the rush or keeping it going.
Aramat takes off her helmet.]
That was amazing Squalo.
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[ ........guess he's just gonna call Xanxus and invite him to terrorize the town. :'D ]
[ He'll slowly turn back into the parking lot and stop at his spot, turning the engine off after a moment of hesitation and tucking the keys safely into a zipped pocket. Then he'll climb off the bike and offer a hand to Aramat almost like a proper gentleman, grinning. ]
I know. I was driving.
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She gets off the motorcycle with Squalo's help, still excited as anything.]
We would really do something exciting like that again. My hearts still racing right now...
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Just give me a call whenever you feel like it.