Cain Herovalin

[Cain]

General Information

-Character Name: Cain Herovalin
-Nickname: C.
-Gender: Male
-Age: 21
-Race: Human
-Level: 1
-More: (optional)

Physical Information

-Eye: Ocean Blue
-Hair: Black, neat, a few inches shorter than shoulder length
-Face: Somewhat long, but proportionate
-Skin: Tanned, smooth
-Figure: Slender, with small muscular build
-Hands: Strong, somewhat long, smooth & soft
-Clothes:


He has alternate outfits, but they always match the pattern of his above suit, only with different colors. He enjoys the look because it is formal & informal at the very same time.

Mental Information

-General Personality: Light-hearted when he's not working, with an almost rapier wit. If there's a battle he needs to fight, he makes sure there's a paycheck waiting for him when the other person is knocked out.

-Inner Personality: Very proud of himself, filled with self confidence to the point of humble arrogance. This part of him will never change, often causing him to repeat mistakes.

-Likes/Dislikes: He loves to wander around for a job, watch a good movie in the theater, playing almost any board game, eat exquisite food, & to flirt with women. He hates being told he cannot do something HIS way, being proved wrong, asking directions, using public bathrooms, playing monopoly, leaving anyone behind, or that he's `just like all the rest`.

-Strength: Fighting, dancing, joking, speaking, board games, being stubborn.
-Weakness: Ability to change his habits, spelling, not leaving anyone behind, to make himself conform.

-Favorite Food: Spicy Curry
-Favorite Drink: Peanut Butter Milkshake
-Favorite Flower: Violets
-Favorite Animal: Platypus
-Favorite Places To Go: `Out West` or `Out East`
-Favorite Music/Song: I am the One & Only~ Chesney Hawkes
-Favorite Book: Vampire Hunter D series

Additional Information

-History:

Cain had a normal birth, raised by normal parents. Things were great, just about. As a kid he had to share everything he had, & with a very annoying reason too. He had one brother. . . & FIVE SISTERS. It was like a true nightmare for him, nearly having to wear a tampon just to fit in with the family. They would almost always try to dress him in their clothes, sending him to school in their fashions.

He was the only guy in 8th grade wearing wrangler jeans & JELLIES. And if he ever got a rock in them, it was like hell on earth for his feet, as though the shoes were trying to kill him. One time he got a brand new denim jacket, they `bedazzled` it before he could get to school, never allowing him even a slight chance to wear it in a `normal` state. They had put a big glittery unicorn on his jacket, which lead to him getting beat up in school by the other boys.

Those years led to several breakdowns all alone, in tears from being left all alone & rejected by all his `friends`. Anyone could see what was wrong with him, including a few girls that had crushes on him. It was his freshman year in high school, another confusing year, but it became different than all the others. More & more, girls asked him out, saying he was unique. . . in how he kept `doing things his way` despite how he was treated. And while the young man somewhat changed in high school, it was only for the stronger.

He went on dates, gaining more confidence in himself as he `discovered` his true personality as it were. . .& as he was allowed to do things with those girls. Cain became more of himself, enjoying the advantages that came with being unique. By his senior year, he was regarded as one of those `Wild Boys`, which suited him just fine. So long as he was a different kind than the rest, hating being lumped in with the rest.

One day, a recruitment officer attempted to have him join the Army, but as usual, Cain declined. However, he could not shake the notion that it would bring him some type of new advantages. So he went around, finding older guys in their twenties that had returned from service in the armed forces. Gradually, he learned from fourteen different people a bit more than the basics of military tactics. That extra bit being that one of the men was an aging ex-Green Barret, & despite their conflicting personalities. . . got along enough for him to understand what he should do with all of these skills.

After graduating, the eighteen year-old decided to go around the United States, to take a few meanial jobs just to get started, as a `hired hand`. One job, at nineteen, was working at Video Horizons. . . "Our movies are in your future!" After a time, his boss walked up to Cain, telling him that the next day HE would be the NEW MANAGER. All of his dreams had just come true!. . .Yeah right.

But he woke up the next morning with a strange feeling in his `chestal` region, telling him without looking at the clock that he would be late. The dark haired young man hoped his prediction would not be right. He had to be in at work by eight o' clock in the morning, so he prayed that it would not be like, 7:54 am or something stressful like that. Then Cain looked over at the clock, & saw that it wasn't a time even relative close to 7:54 or even eight for that matter. It was 1:45. . .

. . . In the AFTERNOON. That was like, five & a half hours late!! He sat there in horror, wishing that his clock would sprout little cartoon legs & say to him "I'm just kidding!!!! Hahaha!!! I was just being a stupid clock, playing stuid clock games!! Let me set it back for you!" But it did not sprout little legs, he just laid there, swearing at himself. There was no exuse for five & a half hours late! There was always a good lie for like, fifteen minutes, such as: "Hey, wow, I am SO sorry! My muffler was all *Insert fiery noise here* & a spark. . .& set a woman's sundress on fire, & I dove onto her as a human blanket. . .& THAT'S why I'm late."

But there was NO EXCUSE for this!!

His boss had been waiting there for him too, super pissed & more than angry. Cain had rushed there nearly forgetting to get dressed, as he stood there while the man yelled at him as the dark haired young man tried to think up an excuse. Finally he did, though it was so far-fetched it would have never worked, but in his panic the teenager had not cared. So, it went somthing like this. . .

"Mark, didn't you hear? The circus animals that got loose & took hostages? I was one of the hostages! The Gazels were dancing, on my chest!"

Then the manager called him some name, saying that he was `just like the rest of the teenage punks` that had been hired before him. And the young man simply snapped, yelling out "FUCK YOU!". . . leading to him getting horrible references & other such repercussions. That lead to him searching for `alternative` employment that would utilize his skills effectively with excitement thrown in. Or as many called the job: Mercenary.

While on a job, the crew he worked with had broken into a secret arms factory, finding rather sophisticated weaponry. One thing he found were a pair of strange gloves with amazing powers of strength. The other thing he found was an expierimental blade to be used for causing siesmic earthquakes. He took these as his payment instead of the cash, working without pay on the next four jobs aswell. But it didn't matter to him, because now he was even more unique.

And now, at the age of twenty-one. . . his profession has led Cain to Crenshaw City. . .

-Relationships: N/A

-Weapon:

Force Gloves: Gauntlets created from an unknown metal and dark powers; so strong they may damage the user's arms. Two Swings + Final Attack releases a more direct force blast unlike the other knuckled weapons. Six Swings + Final causes the C-Man to deliver a massive blast of holy energy to everything around him by leaping into the air and slamming down - more than a bit more effective than the same move on other knuckle weapons. These are worn by Cain at all times & can be used in conjunction with his sword, Yanaglanche, to increse the potential seismic power.

Yanaglanche: A moderately powerful sword created out of a mix of craftsmanship, magic, & technology. Made from the legendary Damascus steel, amazingly tough, almost impossible to notch. That is it's craftsmanship. The magic is in the single jewel located at the blade's hilt, Galtite, which is rumoured to unlock the latent power of a human being. Finally, the Technology is how the entire sword functions like a focal point of the energy that can be produced by the user's latent power. By wearing the force gloves to augment his strength, Cain can increase this even further. This weapon is not always carried by him, as it can easily attract the wrong attention.

-Abilities:

What a Knock-out!: His strength that is amplified by the force gloves, giving his punches or anything involving his hands a superhuman force when he decides to call upon their power.

Seismic Swordsman: Adept skill with his sword, making him quite deadly with it indeed.