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On the outside world, he was a man known as Vincent A. Rinehart. A run in with the wrong people secured him a fate behind bars, possibly for the rest of his unnatural life. Rumors surround the fair-skinned, dark-haired man. Rumors that say those double sets of canines in his upper jaw aren't fake, and that he seldom goes outside simply because he can't.
Having taken on the name "Vae Victis"*, a Latin phrase that translates roughly to "Woe to the Vanquished/Conquered" (though what he seldom says is it refers to himself rather than others), he now skulks around in the shadows of the prison, watching from behind those dark lenses that obscure strangely ethereal deep-sea blue eyes. Those eyes hold a remarkable depth, a watery quality that is nearly mesmerizing to gaze upon. He speaks with a quiet but strong voice, hints of a feminine lilt in his words. A perhaps startling intelligence lurks within him, alongside an understanding of the world that far surpasses his apparent age.
[More to come, possibly.]
*Yes, I am aware I misspelled the name on my actual name. Typos come with missing one of your most commonly used keys.
About the Player: I'm a very friendly person (genuinely friendly, rather than just saying it), and a roleplayer as well, had you not guessed yet from the rest of the profile. Send me a message if you so wish. I'll respond to it provided you are polite and courteous to the player behind this inmate.
And no, I don't care how 'badass' you think you are in your imaginary world full of flaming death pixies and chain guns. It has no impact on your or my real life, so get over yourself. I'm here to pass the time and have fun, not have a dick-measuring contest with pre-teens. Get a real spine in the real world, then you can feel free to brag all you like. :'> "
"All of your titles society gave you here on Earth mean nothing when you come to stand before your God for judgment." - Vincent "Vae Victis" A. Rinehart
On the outside world, he was a man known as Vincent A. Rinehart. A run in with the wrong people secured him a fate behind bars, possibly for the rest of his unnatural life. Rumors surround the fair-skinned, dark-haired man. Rumors that say those double sets of canines in his upper jaw aren't fake, and that he seldom goes outside simply because he can't.
Having taken on the name "Vae Victis"*, a Latin phrase that translates roughly to "Woe to the Vanquished/Conquered" (though what he seldom says is it refers to himself rather than others), he now skulks around in the shadows of the prison, watching from behind those dark lenses that obscure strangely ethereal deep-sea blue eyes. Those eyes hold a remarkable depth, a watery quality that is nearly mesmerizing to gaze upon. He speaks with a quiet but strong voice, hints of a feminine lilt in his words. A perhaps startling intelligence lurks within him, alongside an understanding of the world that far surpasses his apparent age.
[More to come, possibly.]
*Yes, I am aware I misspelled the name on my actual name. Typos come with missing one of your most commonly used keys.
About the Player: I'm a very friendly person (genuinely friendly, rather than just saying it), and a roleplayer as well, had you not guessed yet from the rest of the profile. Send me a message if you so wish. I'll respond to it provided you are polite and courteous to the player behind this inmate.
And no, I don't care how 'badass' you think you are in your imaginary world full of flaming death pixies and chain guns. It has no impact on your or my real life, so get over yourself. I'm here to pass the time and have fun, not have a dick-measuring contest with pre-teens. Get a real spine in the real world, then you can feel free to brag all you like. :'> "