Anselm Maion

[Prince Anselm]

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Behind the RPer
Nickname: Lean!
Age: still almost 20~
Gender: I have da laydee parts
How can we reach you: PM, please, to this account or the account “whitequeen”
RP Experience: LOTS~

Your Character
Name: Anselm Maion
Age: 149
Gender: Male
Play By: Allen Walker from D. Gray-Man
Loyal to: The Queen
Occupation:Royalty; Doctor; Sorcerer

Likes:
x| Laughing.
x| Dancing.
x| “Luke warm” tea.
x| Collecting outfits.
x| People.
x| Corpses ♥
x| Reading.
x| Affection.
x| Learning.
x| Magic.
x| Asking too many questions.
Dislikes:
x| Bad scents.
x| Boredom.
x| Little half-brother, Kuro.
x| Loud noises.
x| Screaming.
x| Not getting his way.
x| Both the Red and White Kings.
x| The war.
x| Indecisiveness.
x| Small talk.
x| Answering stupid questions.
Strengths:
x| Scheming.

Anselm can think of a plan in a seconds notice to get his way or out of someone else’s as the case may be.

x| Wit.

Anselm can be as charming as he can be positively insane, when he wants to be, or absolutely brilliant.

x| Perseverance.

When others are willing to stop if their dreams seem impossible, Anselm’s response is to figure out how to make them possible.

x| Shapeshifting.

Learning from his mother, Anselm can change his species at whim; he prefers the form of a raven.

Weaknesses:
x| Obsession.

Perhaps the most obvious trait of Anselm lays in his stalker-like tendencies after he falls in love.

x|Hand-to-hand combat.

He may just fly away after he’s been wounded physically, as he’s strictly a long range fighter.

x| Culire.

The skeleton that Anselm carries with him, when wounded, wounds him as well as spiritually he is connected to it.

Personality:

Anselm can be more than a little preoccupied with learning magic. Anselm spends a quarter of his time fighting or practicing for such, a quarter goes to talk with his beloved Culire, a quarter is donated to studying, and the rest of th time he'seither humoring his mother, eating, or sleeping. Truly, he's rather happy all fo the time, even if he's very frequently put into terrible situations. Anselm has no emotional concern for absolutely anyone but Culire. He is, however, loyal when he's in debt and equally prone to making others indebted to him.

Usually, the most emotional responses that anyone can get out of Anselm is mild annoyance, and even then he'll have a blank stare on his face aside from a slightly twitching eyebrow. Like his mother, the old prince has rather messed up emotionally capabilities. While Zekiah is explosive, Anselm is, at best, indifferent and uninterested. The best way to get Anselm's attention is to peek his curiousity, which is only expressed by the usually detailed questions coming from Anselm's mouth.

His voice his even usually monotonous, unless he's talking to Culire. Around his skeletal lover, he's a completely different person. He's cooey, affectionate, close, and gentle. He's constantly saying compliments to his Culire. Being so bound by love, if someone came to him asking for help on the basis that they were in love and were hopeless, he'd help them in a heartbeat. If anyone else comes to him asking for spells, to be healed of an ailment, or anything that is for themselves, it costs them.

History:

Anselm was driven mad by the power of his own love. Born to a rather apathetic mother and unloved or claimed by the White King as a child, Anselm came into the world a bastard prince who was unable to claim the throne. He felt no concern for the war or petty adult conflicts. Anselm ceased physically aging around the age of sixteen, the very age at which he fell in love for the first and only time. Never having felt the feeling before, the overwhelming power of the new emotion made him obsessive over his desired lover, Culire.

Anselm spent many years trying to make Culire his own, thus drawing Anselm young into the world of magic. No matter how many times he tried with spells to make Culire love him as powerfully as he loved Culire, the affection of Culire could never be as extreme.

After twenty years of power over Culire, Anselm’s beloved began to age in body and mind and became immune to Anselm's spells. Culire wished to marry someone else, and so Anselm went fleeing to his mother for revenge against the other person who stole his Culire's heart! "I want to make Culire mine for all of eternity!" he'd cried to the White Queen, swearing he'd kill anyone she ever pleased if the Queen could find the answer to his pleas.

Zekiah's answer was simple, "If you cannot be together in life,be together in both life and death. Kill Culire and keep him with you forever."

Anselm obeyed and one night sliced his beloved through and as such kept not only the body, but the soul of Culire, which is kept upon his person more often than not. Now, nothing more than a skeleton - but Anselm's love heart beats on.

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