COSINII, Zaine Reneva

[Zaine Reneva Cosinii]

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COSINII, Zaine Reneva CAN FAKE IT ALL
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I CAN FAKE IT WITH THE BEST OF THEM ALL !
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name; Zaine Reneva Cosinii

nickname; Ren, Kyra <-- will be explained in history

age & birthday; Looks about 20, though he is nearing 500 in age. Born on February 14th

sexuality; Bisexual we believe, though he leans way more towards flirting with the ladies.

species; Immortal

species position;Free

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WOAH YOU'RE SUCH A FUCKING HYPOCRITE
AND YOU SHOULD KNOW THE LIES WONT HIDE YOUR FLAWS
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PERSONALITY:
Zaine is one of the most interesting people personality wise. Arrogant and self-centered, though utterly charming and manipulative. A total ass by most people’s standards. Rude, messy. But still, intriguing. He is very very smart and will use that brilliance to his advantage. On top of that, he knows how the world works, on both ends of the spectrum. He is an amazing listener, and listening to people is how he came to know as much as he does.

He is very cunning, and very quick. He is very egotistical and full of pride as well. He thinks he is better than most, and that gets him in a lot of trouble most of the time. On top of that, he is a drug addict and will nearly beg for a fix. When he needs one, he will stop at nothing until he gets it, unless he is rendered unconscious by loss of blood, or blunt force trauma to the head.

However rude he may be, it is simply an act of defense. He is a very sensitive person underneath, and a hopeless romantic on top of that. Though he is not excessively clingy. He is very open, and will tell you straight out if he likes you or not. He is very flirtatious as well and will spend more time flirting with you than really talking.

He is a compulsive liar most of the time, and is probably just after something, though no one can really ever tell what he is after. He is kind though, if someone is hurt, he will stop and help them recover, even if it means taking damage to his own body. --likes: † Drugs, † Alcohol, † Gambling, † Sex, † Shiny Objects
--Dislikes:
† Thunderstorms, † Fireworks, † Authority, † Being Horny, † Virgins


APPEARANCE:
• HAIR: Silver, white
• EYES: Silver
• HEIGHT: 6'2"
• MARKINGS / TATTOOS: None yet.
• SKIN TONE: Extremely pale compared to most. He's albino. It's expected.
OTHER: His skin is as pale as moonlight. He is albino and so he will burn easily. Though he’s not out much in the daytime anyways. His hair is a Silvery white, and longer in length, reaching the base of his shoulder blades, though most of the time it is kept in a ponytail, either under a hat or in a hood. It always seems to be unruly, no matter what you do with it. His eyes are also Silver, ((looks almost like white-out contacts)) but they vary in color; Silver on a regular basis, a clearish Pink when he’s really excited or happy, and Red if he’s really horny or really pissed off. He is lean, but slightly muscular in build, almost cat-like. Slightly narrow boned, agile, like a thief should be.

As for Scars, A few here and there, almost none of real importance. Mostly on his arms from needles and knives. For clothing he chooses things that will make him blend in well. This is good because he is an excellent pick pocket. He usually always wears a hoodie. Black clothing looks best on him, especially tighter shirts, but he usually tends to stay away from them unless he’s really trying to show off. As for pants… well most of the time he’s amazed he wears any. Mostly looser things because… well… He’s not exactly a normal package, if you catch my drift.

He doesn’t usually accessorize much, only when he’s going out to impress the ladies, but then he will wear bands around his wrists, think goth with spikes or skulls or something. He likes them well enough, and no one complains. He also has a dog collar, why no one really knows. He just found it one day and clipped it on. Says it can be used for “good things” later. He always carries around a silver knife. He is 6’2” and 189 pounds

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NO SENSE IN HIDING ALL OF YOURS
YOU GAVE UP YOUR DREAMS ALONG THE WAY
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ABILITIES

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WHO'S TO KNOW IF YOUR SOUL WILL FADE AT ALL
THE ONE YOU SOLD TO FOOL THE WORLD
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HISTORY

Zaine was born into a slightly rich family, however Zaine was not his birthname, he wound up changing it later to escape his family. ((His name was Kyrarei Riei, so that explains the nicknames. XD)) His father was a great architect in a distant land that had traveled to and from home a lot. His mother was the head of her household when her parents died. His parents had his sister four years before he was born. When he was born, his father took no second glance at his son, as Zaine was the only child of his kind. All of the rest of his family had dark hair and eyes, and even their skin was darker than his.

When he was young he would wander down to the river and cover himself in mud, just to be as dark as the rest of his family. However, his father still took no interest in him. Zaine's mother protected him and tried to keep him clean, but soon the rest of the kids around him noticed his differences, and their parents as well told them to stay away from him.

So instead he played day in and day out with his sister. The two of them grew up in their mother's care, as their father was usually away on business. One day, when Zaine was almost 5. It was January 28th, and the two of them, him and his sister, were down playing by the river when he fell in. His sister had jumped in after him, being 4 years older and a much better swimmer. She got him to shore, but her leg got caught on a drifting log and she was pulled under. Zaine ran home to his mother to tell her what happened, but it was too late. The girl was dead...

A few years later, Zaine's mother had gone to the market for supplies and told him to stay and clean the house. He was 6 now , and his father was coming back for awhile as his job had moved closer to their home. Zaine scrubbed vigorously at the kitchen floor, when his father had come in, a few hours early, dragging in mud on his boots and complaining that the floor wasn't clean enough. He threw the 6 year old child against the cabinets. Zaine was dazed as he was beaten and raped by his father.

His mother had come in while he was being attacked. She grabbed a knife and stabbed the man in the shoulder, but he was stronger and flung her off of him. He ripped the knife away from her and shoved it in her neck, slitting her throat and breaking her spine. The boy had run to hide, but still witnessed his mother's death. This was also on the 28th of January...

A week later, the boy was on the streets, his father having beaten him badly and thrown him out. He was found by an older couple who nursed him back to health and put up posters to return him home. His father came and picked him up, thanking the older couple. Later that day, Zaine was locked in a cage and brought to the slave market, where he was auctioned off and sold for a high price. He worked as a slave for his younger years, and was highly abused and mistreated for years. Since then he has gotten away and moved out on his own, traveling the world for his own desires and reasons.

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what's your name?
Kyra

how long have you been rping?
Eh a few years now

whats the password?
damnit did it change? uhh *goes back and rereads the rules just to notice they haven't changed* yeah password: 'it's not what its all cracked up to be.' Enjoy that! XD

where did you find us?
Google or PB support pages...

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