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| Subject: Khaled Sandoval II Wed Mar 29, 2017 6:35 pm | |
| Name:Khaled Sandoval II (Pronounced hell-lead) Age:16 Gender: Male Sexuality: Free wheelin Bisexual FC: Looks at my Profile Avatar. When I find the info. I will post it.
Country of Origin: Egypt Place of Birth: Rio de janeiro Race: Mixed Skin color: A light caramelized brown Hair color: Jet black Eye color: smokey gray Height: 5ft 11in Weight: 145 Lb Body type:A bit tall, toned, not muscular, but somewhat feminine.
Follower of: Set Mortal parents: Khaled Sandoval I (Deceased) and Elizabeth Rollins (Deceased)
Personality: Khaled is a very kind-ish person. He is a bit of an sociopath but he tries his best to do the right thing. Even if some people may consider him to be on the more morally ambiguous side. You can think of him as having a chaotic good type personality. For example if he had a mission to save a little girl on a train. Khaled would just barge in and start to slaughter people. The girl may end up being traumatized but he did save her. His face looks great, he can be kind, but he acts like a couple of armrests short of a full rocking chair. It drives people away and makes him a bit sad.
Talents: Reading people, escaping, and making art pancakes. Flaws: A bit scatterbrained, temperamental, kind (it’s a flaw when you channel a psychopathic nutjob of a god).
Weapon: He uses the standard wand and staff majority of the time, or an Egyptian Bronze Khopesh. He usually keeps em stored in the Duat.
Magic: Chaos (To keep it fair new spells and abilities will be added for additional coins prices and skills. Will be decided with the admin.)
1st Spell: Random summon- Khaled draws a swirl with his wand, from the center a random object/animal appear.I roll a dice from 1-10 depending on what I roll an animal or object appears. 1 us useless animal or tool. 10 is very helpful. This ability is only usable once every 3 posts in a thread.
2nd Spell: Sandstorm- Khaled becomes a blistering five foot sandstorm. Making it impossible for anyone else to see by normal means, or touch him. He can keep it up for 4 posts. Needing a rest of +1 post to how long he kept the storm up.
History: Khaled was born to an international business woman. His mom often works overseas in a lot of countries. Even when pregnant with him she worked. As such he was born in Brazil and stayed there for a long time. When he was six he his mom decided it was time for him to meet his father. At the port him and his mother got kidnapped by pirates. He watched as his mother tried to defend the pirates from using him. In return she was used in front of him, then brutally executed. For eight years Khaled felt like dying. Life was a living nightmare, as he was moved around, constantly abused, and never loved. All he wanted was to watch the world burn. Everything deserved to go, it was a horrible rotten place, without light. A voice in his head telling him to destroy.
Eventually his father used all of his resources to find him. In a basement in Puerto Rico, was where Khaled met his father. The two tried leaving quickly before Jafaa attacked. *The rest is my RP sample till I end up at Brooklyn house.* RP Sample: - Sample:
“No no no. This will not do.” Even when being whispered, Khaled felt the chill go down his spine. The voice of his main tormentor and a big reason he never slept spoke. “Khaled. Why are you going with this mean main. Go back to your room and rest while you can.” When Jaffa smiled Khaled cowered in fear.
The hand he was holding squeezed his. Khaled looked up into the man's eyes. Eyes with the same smokey grey color that resembled his. They eyes that sang with familiarity and trust. The only reason why he trusted the man. The man who claimed to be his father. “This is my son you have taken. For years I have searched for him. You have killed my wife, and given him torment. I hope to take him and leave.”
Jaffa stroked his mustache playfully. “Move down there and kill him. Leave Khaled alone. I plan on using him later.” Khaled tried not to cry even if things looked bleak. His real father could not possibly hope to best these men. Jaffa turned around and left the room. Why would he bother himself with seeing bloodshed. The man was a coward.
As the men moved closer his father spoke. “By the power of Horus I have strength.” A sword appeared out of nowhere. While the man grew larger. “I am a descendent of kings. By the power of Horus. Bring it on!” His father grew into a glowing large, owl headed thing. It was crazy. If his previous bruises weren’t screaming in pain. Khaled would have believed he was asleep. His owl headed farther smacked as soldier aside, and kicked another. It did not take that long for the battle to end. A pile of unconscious bodies around the room. The glow faded and his dad shrunk. “Let’s go son. Your mom had some family loo….” The sound of a shot could be heard. Khaled Senior stopped speaking and crumpled to the ground.
“I thought he would never stop speaking.” The right hand of Jaffa was speak. Jago the ender. “I knew that glow would end. Not the first time I had to deal with a magician." Khaled fell to his knees. Cradling his father’s body. Khaled wept while Jago grinned in triumph.
Feel my power. For so long you have wished for power. Release me. Blood of Pharaohs!
The voice entered his head again and Khaled yelled. Grief, anger, pain, suffering, retribution, lost hope, hate, and malice. Swelled inside of him, and he promptly passed out.
Khaled felt pain. Radiating from his body. Every inch of him hurt. He opened his eyes, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Even what his body laid on was soft and non restraining. He could still not move. “I see you have awakened my boy.” An older looking gentleman spoke to him. He had a long beard and a mustache. Like a character from Arabian Knights. “You may not be able to talk but you can listen. You have powers just like your father. I am sorry he passed. You almost joined him. Channeling a god like that. Set out of all.” The man stroked his mustache wistfully. “A feat not many can do.” Khaled eyes fluttered. For some reason he was still sleepy. “Well my explanation will have to wait. When you wake next you shall be in twenty-first nome. I hope your questions will be answered well. Godling of Chaos.”
Notes: Never talk about his past Food is always a good way to gain his trust He often likes to lick things Fluent in Portuguese and Spanish He has various scars on his chest, back, arms, and legs. Distant cousin to Tycho Rollins on his mom side. (With Permission from Darkseide.) Weaknesses: Love. He will believe the best in the people he cares about. For the people he cares about he will do anything. Even if it means they will fear or dislike him. Pets: He has none Likes: Food, Colorful things, and kids Dislikes: Liers, being touched by people who do not like, pirates Hobbies: Sleeping, messing with people, and being a pain in the butt. Dream job: A parent with a loving spouse, and children he would never wanna let go. What do they want the most in life right now?: Just to go where he wants. Without someone telling him otherwise. Secrets:He hates himself more than anyone could imagine. Worst fear: Falling in love, or the return of Jafaa Ideal boyfriend/girlfriend: A person that could love him tenderly. Insecurities: That no one will every truly love him. People just put up a mask to tolerate him but deep down. He knows that they have no problem getting rid of him. Everyone is a liar and no one loves him. Former/current relationships: N/A How parents met: His father was a leader of a tribe that roamed the Sahara. His mother had business with them to gather products for a new international fashion line. They fell in love and the rest was history. Time in camp Brooklyn House: For Khaled time in Brooklyn house would be what most consider peaceful. He tries not to cause trouble for them. Just sometimes he can be all over the place, causing more harm than good.
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