Cyril Glaive

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8 years, 4 months ago
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AlleyBalley
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“An eye for an eye will only make the whole world blind.”
Name: Cyril
Pronunciation: [suh-rill], which is technically incorrect
Meaning: Lordly
Nicknames: Cereal, as deemed by Dawn. Goat boy and deaf pansy, which both come lovingly from Zacaly
Age: 15
Gender: Male
Birth date: September 6, 2116
Zodiac: Virgo
Species: Satyr
World: Akis
 
Old unsorted info
Family:Father - Ade
Mother - Dasia
Siblings - Jaiden, Tiago, Xia
Pets: He hates pets, therefore he doesn't have one.
Friends: 
None
Significant other: 
None
Other relationships: Zacaly - 0/10, would avoid at all costs. Not only has she scared him a billion times, playing with his prey instincts, he considres her just an awful person to be around. Also, she's a wanted murderer. There's that too.
Dawn - He really does not care for her. She's annoying and never leaves him alone no matter what he does to keep her away.
Kova - They didn't get along in the slightest. Cyril's a little sad he never got to kick Kova in the face, but he's glad he's dead.
Pwagido - The two of them hate each other. Pwog can annoy Cyril by just breathing. The both have and will physically fight each other.
Phil - The bane of his existence, but he's too terrified of the creature to do anything about it.
Occupation: Trader and self-proclaimed healer. He collects items of interest and then barters with them for (most often) stupidly high prices.
Physical description: 5'7" Olive colored skin, freckles covering every available surface. Somewhat broad face with a slightly downturned nose leadning towards the bigger side. Reddish-brown hair that's always pulled into a little past shoulder length ponytail. Has goat ears and hooves, the fur being spotted white and black. One hoof is white and the other black. Fairly long cream colored horns, but they aren't pointed at the ends. Two inch barbs are on his elbows. The smallest finger on his right hand is metal. Bright green eyes with peanut shaped pupils.
Personality: Cyril is hardly ever amused with anything that comes his way. He brushes off most things unless their immediately important and comments are more often than not some sort of insult or mockery. He hardly ever complains about anything, as he despises showing any sort of weakness and he’ll often judge others by how much weakness they show. He can be a bit of a procrastinator, doing things when he wants to and not when it’s best. He has a poorly concealed temper and it’s too easy to get him angry and ranting about something. The key to getting him to act more humble is simply to have a predatory species where he can see it. Having strong prey instincts, he’ll immediately get on edge, spewing threats and panicked ramblings while looking for the best escape. He’s really more likely to have a panic attack then to ask for help, though….
Back story:
Cyril grew up in a secluded village, hidden deep in a large forest. Unfortunately, he was born with the Brighteye gene, a spontaneous mutation. In his village, this was considered extremely dangerous and there was the possibility he would be killed for it. To keep their son alive, his parents had him wear a blindfold. As a young child his vision was stolen from him, giving him a fear of blindness. He was passed off as a blind child, which the village regarded as normal. Cyril was bullied by many because of his 'blindness', which tore him up at first, but after several years started to enrage him. The little blind kid was suddenly known to start fights and always had some kind of injury, but what was more concerning was the injuries he was giving. It only took a few months before the bullies ganged up on him. That day, the cloth was torn off his face. Word quickly spread of his mutation. The fact that he fought better with his vision, only added the the village's fear. When he was eleven years old, he was chained up inside a small cave that served as the village's holding cell. He nearly starved to death while they kept him there and, since he couldn't get to them now, the bullies returned. They would light firecrackers and toss them through the bars until Cyril's hearing was permanently damaged. Finally, the village elders decided that he was to be exiled. Looking nothing but hollow, the child left to find a better place to live. With little knowledge of how to survive on his own, he nearly died. Luckily, when he finally collapsed it was near a path. He was found by a small group of sprites who took him to a city. There, he was nursed back to full health and had some sort of an education. He grew quite attached to the sprites over the two years he was with them, but it didn't last. A power-hungry trader had seen Cyril. Because Brighteyes sold well, he planned to capture the satyr. Cyril expected at least some support from the sprites, but to his surprise, they offered to hand him over. This lead to his hatred of the race. Luckily, no one was really paying attention to him as they argued over prices. He was able to get away and start running from the city, but even he could hear the man yelling. His escape wasn't quite a clean one, as the man apparently had a guard who shot his bow at Cyril when she saw him running. Although she took his finger, he didn't stop running. By the time the man had recovered from his rage, Cyril was gone. The second time he began wandering, he did much better, although the conditions were still not ideal. It was nearly six months until he found the hidden biome. He didn't know of the barrier around the forest. He simply had wanted a place to rest, as the day was coming to an end. Little did he know, a Shadowed Nightmare lurked around the barrier at night, seeking an entrance to the biome. Before he was able to get to safety, the nightmare took him by surprise. It snapped him up, leaving the near-permanent injuries on his arms and stomach, and might have torn him to shreds if not for Cyril's convenient discovery of the powers the Brighteye gene gave him. The healing powers that had been hidden over the years burned the nightmare, causing it to drop him and, after several other attempts to eat him, look for easier prey. It was his power to change plants to have healing properties that kept him from bleeding out. After he entered the hidden biome, he decided to stay there, especially since he needed his wounds to heal.
Personal problems:

Quirks: 
 
Hometown:
Places they've lived:

Hobbies:
He has an odd habit of mutilating plant life when he's bored. He'll take apart leaves and flowers apart, tie blades of grass together, and other things along the lines of that.
Habits:
If there is a threat in the general area he will start to shake and breathe heavily. If the threat is too bad, he might just freeze in place. Also, he'll glance around and constantly check behind himself to see if something's sneaking up on him
Skills:

Weapon:
He doesn't carry a weapon, as he highly prefers just to kick people in choice places. His hooves work better than fists, but that doesn't mean he won't use both. The barbs on his elbows and his horns could do some damage if he tried to use them, but it would end of being more of a hindrance than a help. So, those are pretty much just for show.
Alignment:
Chaotic neutral
Religion:
He's a strong, independent satyr who don't need no religion.
Voice:

Kind of clothing:
He completely refuses to wear formal clothing and hates shirts with collars. Typically he wears plain shirts as well with either 3/4 or regular sleeves. He likes turtle-neck style collars.
Accessories:
Allergies:
Several plants such as tansy, lilacs, yew, milkweed, wild cherry, holly, and boxwood. It's really not a problem as long as he doesn't go around eating everything he sees.
Diet:
Typically, he has to go with berries, fruits, and sometimes plants. When he has the chance, though, he'll eat foods that normal people would have access to. He strictly avoids cherries and any form of pig because pigs are just gross.
Languages spoken:
Basic and Caprine. Often starts swearing in Caprine, which is his first language.
Smells like:
Blood and herbs

Addictions/obsessions:
None
Fears:
Blindness, explosions, predatory races/animals, small/tight spaces
Pet peeves:
Repeating himself or others repeating themselves and excessive amount of times. It also irritates him when others don't do as he tells them.
Theme song:
Last One Standing by Simple Plan, Memories by Panic! at the Disco, Nobody Praying for Me by Seether, (Sarcasm by Get Scared, but idk why), I Hate Everyone by Get Set Go
Design notes: Right pinky finger is robotic.
Design changes over time:
His skin got darker and he got more freckles.
Creation date: May 16, 2014. Given to me by Al for a character trade (I gave her Warren).
Do they play any instruments:
No
Likes:
Being alone, forests, open areas, being able to see the sky, plant life, books,
Dislikes:
Predatory creatures, violence, sudden movements, socializing, small/tight areas, fire, darkness, smoke, night, children, heights, sprites,
Strengths:
High pain tolerance, can see predators easily, knowledgeable, persuasive, familiar with herbs/plants, can make potions,
Weaknesses:
Hard of hearing, easily torn injuries, not a people person, easy to scare, paranoid, slow reflexes, practically useless in fights,
Extra:
  He has prey animal instincts, fearing the vast majority of predatory races and animals. Typically, he does everything possible to avoid contact with anything that may trigger instincts. When triggered, he begins shaking uncontrollably. This will only fade if the threat leaves, otherwise it will only get worse. He also stutters a little and will do all he can to hide or get away from the threat. The closer and/or the more violent the danger becomes the more he will shake. He may also begin hyperventilating. If his stress levels get too high he will freeze in place and be unable to move anything. Anything else will cause him to black out for a short period of time. These panic attacks can be triggered very easily. Hearing is very poor. Cannot hear whispering under any circumstance. Regular talking is muted, even at close range. He can no longer hear the normal volume when it reaches 20-25 feet. Yelling is heard as a loud voice and can be heard 30-40 feet away. After that, he's completely deaf. Since he hasn't always been hard of hearing, he is aware of the volume of his own voice and is able to keep it under control. The gene that made him have green eyes is also known to hold magical abilities. Cyril is no exception to this case and, although he doesn't know the full extent of his powers, he can make most plants have nearly any effect he wishes. He has a tendency to hoard information. He's super picky about music and doesn't like the majority of it. What Ya Gonna Do by Hinder strikes me as a song he'd like. Doesn't remember people's names easily, so at this point he's stopped trying. For example, while in the group, he didn't even bother, only recalling like...Zacaly...
 

Favorite flavor: Black cherry - which is very unfortunate considering he gets a mild allergic reaction to such.
Favorite holiday: His village wasn't big on holidays and his parents didn't let him get involved in the few they did have. So, he doesn't really have one.
Least favorite color: Blood red, or any darker reds, as these colors show up on predators.
Least favorite animal: Anything bigger than he is or predatory. The bigger the thing, the worse his reaction. Also pigs. Pigs are gross.