Rockwood, Darren

[Darren Rockwood]

Full Name: Darren Grey Rockwood

Nickname and/or Alias: Grey

Age: 34

Birth Date: June 12th

Gender: male

Hometown and Country: Yeovil, Somerset, England

What school & year?: Havard Law, presently taking a master degree in criminology

Occupation: doing whatever duty given to him by the templars, at the moment working as part-time librarian at Ipswich public library

Height: 6'1"

Weight: 157lbs

Appearance:

pale, light haired, big baby blue eyes, thin lips, strong chin, runner muscles, scarred arms and legs from various trainings, several tattoos on hips and back. a templar cross tattoo on left chest. usually wears casual unless needed to dress up for special occasions. wears black Tag Heuer watch around scarred right wrist.

Personality & Attitude:

Though an introvert, Darren is not shy. True that shyness has an element of apprehension, anxiety, and nervousness, and while Darren is an introvert, he believes that introversion is not shyness. He is just energized of being alone, and he likes to believe that his energy is drained by being around other people. He is more concerned with the little inner world of his mind, enjoys thinking, exploring both his thoughts and feelings.

He avoids social situations, and if he has to, he needs a great deal of time alone so he could recharge his drained energy. Conversations with him would be short, meaningful, to-the-point. No small talk, no waste of time, no drain of energy. He hates fake people and those overly extrovert people, and in his point of view, unnecessary interactions are just what they are... unnecessary.

Likes:

painkillers, tattoos, rain, movies, various genre of music, sports.

Dislikes:

trains, obnoxious people, players, cheesy pick up lines, rock concerts, judging people.

Relatives & Family:

is an orphan, left at the west front of Wells Cathedral

Background & History:

The story of his life began in a town with Bristol Channel and Severn Estuary formed part of the northern border, a small county known as Somerset. It was in the middle of usual England's summer afternoon when a brother found a blue eyed baby boy left at the second peg when he was polishing the pegs. They also found a note tucked into his blanket pleading to take a good care of the baby, whose name was Darren Rockwood. The church gave him up to a local orphanage, which when he was older sent him to Rome to be trained as a Knight.

Darren was a rather solitary knight, preferring going to his missions alone instead paired. He lost his ability to differentiate colours during one of his missions, leaving him completely colour-blind. Our guy returned to Rome after the failed mission and continued pursuing his higher education and took, interestingly, psychopathology major... yes, the study of mental illness or distress. He also planned to take a master degree in Criminology in Harvard Law, and since he did heard that he needed to pass series of tests including whether he was addicted to any substances, and the colour-blind test, he planned to use all helps he could get from the order to smoothed his way in. After all the order would be more than willing to help their knights, right.

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Sample RP:

It was happening again, for the hundredths of nights, the same dream about the event happened during his first mission. In that dream, he was walking through the same dark, narrow alley when he had that feeling. He could feel it, almost as natural as he could breathe the foul scent from the nearby trash bin, and like what had happened in that faithful night so many years ago, the feeling of a Witch using--no painkillers could ever fix him from his paranoia. He hid at a shadowy corner as two people came from the other end of that tunnel, talking. He couldn't quite make out what they were talking about when suddenly they stopped and turned, looking straight at where he was hiding. For a moment, if felt like the world had stopped moving... and then, he heard the taller man spoke something in the language that was alien to him.

Then the man's eyes changed, from light green to pure black, darker than the night itself, and Darren started to feel fear ran through his body. He couldn't stop it. His hands were shaking violently, so much he couldn't even reach his gun. The feeling of being so hopeless was the last thing he remembered of what happened that night. He woke up miles away, with machines hooked to his body through various cables and countless of that annoying beeping noises. The medics told him he was lucky he could survive, though they had to completely removed his retinal cones due to intense damage his eyes had endured.

It had been two years, Darren thought as he sat on his bed, his hands were shaking as he reached up to touch his baby blue eyes. Two years and the pain was never fully healed... With a heaved sigh the Knight reached for the drawer of his desk, across the small dorm room, pulled it open, and took out a bottle of painkillers. He took some pills and took it. He just about to sleep again when he returned to the desk, and took the entire bottle. The doctors won't be happy with him... he guessed he will just make up some excuses if asked why he ran out of the painkiller pills so quickly.

Well, the fact that as knights he was expected to never show how much in pain he truly was seemed like a pretty good excuse...

Finished Profile?: Yes

Grouping: templar knight

Canon or Custom: custom

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