He had a mouth like needles"No one noticed how guilty he felt, they only saw his guilt. No one saw the pain he was in, they only saw the pain he caused. No one realized he hated himself, far more than any hated him."
Names Real enough: Enzo Alec Arobynn. (Inn- zo Alec Arrow-bin) To most: WhiteShadow. Aliases: Too many to list, common ones are Solan or Victor. . Nicknames: Endzone to Ari ,Merchling, and Enzi to a few dead souls. Appearance Enzo appears to be around 23 though has recently reached 708 years of age. Enzo is described as being a sort of black and white photo, usually clad in dark clothes with even darker hair with skin near ivory. He is made up from hard lines and sharp angles that are put together for a towering 6' 4'' in height. Enzo's never been "pretty", though he isn't exactly ugly either. Ancient eyes, full lips, straight teeth, but with a harshly defined bone structure and a constant scowl. His most remarkable feature--and the only ones of actual color-- has always been his eyes. They're two toned--azure and steel grey. (Flesh peppered with scars, too many to be specific here.) Personality Meet the monster, a insanely intelligent, ancient man who has as much charm as a dead slug. Enzo is definitely one of a kind, he thinks like more of a machine than a person--cold and calculated. This is a man who never raises his voice, a man who lives more in the past than the present. He's logical, working out things in percentages with deadly accuracy. He has many faults, curiosity being one of the main ones. Another is that Enzo sets himself apart, he'll find any way to divide himself from a person or a people just because he finds comfort in his loneliness. He is extremely socially troubled and because of this is very careful with what little words he says. Relations Family: Tyson Santoro(father,dead) and Emmaline Santoro (mother,dead) Shade Santoro(brother, unknown) Guardian: He is Adora Lin Hooke's ward. Lover: None. Friend: Nesryn Slade, Layla Rashae (All alive) Nonblood family: Vesta Dye, Nixon Alington, Brannon Sark, Kaltaine Clark. (All dead) Abilities As Adora Lin's prodigy, Enzo was introduced to war and military at the young age of 14. He is familiar with any and all types of combat and is a genius at strategies. He has build wonderful things out of anything, gifted or cursed with perfect memory to recall any event or memorize maps. Because of a blood fever that infected Enzo at eight, he now lives with a never before seen ability that chills his flesh. It's something similar to ice, but black, making things cold rather than it itself being so. Smoother than glass and appearing almost like a frozen midnight sky, but whatever it is is unpredictable, untamable. "I never had a chance to be soft. I was always bloody knuckles and shards of glass.
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What Have You Done: He wore blood better than most, as if it were the same as a crimson cloak draped over his powerful shoulders, or maybe just like a red, subtle rose in his pocket. Not that he ever wore a rose, that wasn't right. Roses were proper, built for gentleman and Enzo Arobynn was anything but proper. He had as much charm as a dead slug. I like that better, there are so many snakes hiding and squirming in those black waters, and then there is Enzo--who is a shark. Not only more dangerous, but lacking the foreplay, the fake grins and honeyed words. I don't think he really smiles at all and sitting here, watching him across the room I find that I cannot imagine how one might twist his harsh features. I know what I am, I can feel all the eyes lingering and burning into me and I can see the too quick way they cut across Enzo. If I am something of a loved and beautiful moon, then he is the black void in the corner of your vision. You want to look, you do, there is no denying. Only, he carries that clashing aura begging to be noticed and ignored, to be intriguing and repulsive. I, myself, have looked so many times that this feeling is nearly numbed, but that doesn't mean that I do not remember what it feels like. I know how they feel, why they flinch at the weight of his multicolored gaze. They make you feel like you've forgotten to breathe, like there are hands around your throat. Squeezing and squeezing... I had to remind myself that he doesn't mean to, that Enzo doesn't--can't-- understand why people act the way they do because his mind is a machine. Brilliant, but it's too much. He is too much and he fills up the room all the while attempting to remain a shadow. He is one, some shadows, however, cannot be ignored, I think, smiling to myself as his edges blur in the crowd. For, Enzo will always be a mystery, he is a paradox, a killer with lost eyes and nimble fingers. So congratulations, you have just met Adora Lin Hooke's prodigy.
- Nesryn S.
Details will be given out if asked because info is incredibly long and this is much more fun. Mwahahaha. XOXO
Fun facts for Enzo and Nesryn~
1.) Enzo has but is undiagnosed in OCD, ADHD, anxiety and possibly personality disorder.
2.) Enzo is actually an amazing pianist and dancer.
Working on this still...
"It is complicated because I both love and hate my scars. They've stayed with me longer than any person."
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"If Hell is coming, let it come. I have never met a fire that could warm me."
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