DeFleur Adrien Kusy

Kusy Adrien DeFleur

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YOU

your personal name (or alias): Barkyn

age: 19

I have been roleplaying for: 3 years

I would like to join because: I'm admin :I

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CHARACTER

I faceclaim:

Adrien Brody

I. gender identity:

male

I. age:

40

I. physical appearance:

A man who has so far escaped the signs of aging by considerate training and planning out diets. However, one thing this man has not conquered is his troublesome height, which does not comply with his haughtiness nor self-image. He is only 174 cm/ roughly 5.7 feet, tall and this little fact could not be more of a burden to him. Practically is this little issue causing major self-loathing, which is suppressed by permanent disguise regarding countenance, demeanor and confidence. Much more about this man is fake than just his personality.

Ii. - skin color:

pale from time to time.

Ii. - nationality and/or race:

American/Scottish/French

Ii. - hair color/style:

raven black and usually kept slickly combed onto his head. However, despite his efforts is he not able to tame simple strands from heading their own way

Ii. - eyecolor:

bright blue

Ii. - aura (how do others feel about them):

Kusy probably makes others feel uncomfortable. He has this sleazy attitude and vibe vealing his personality and appearance. The cloths are contributing to conjuring this notion in others for he is mostly wearing suits or anything else that makes his looks in his eyes „eminent“ and „impeccable“. He is obviously no trust-worthy guy, nevertheless is his advantage of money and wealth luring people to bond with him.
Occasionally when this man has his usual burst-outs, which are caused by slight teasing or cheeky mocking from others, his tongue will slip into a slang that could be considered irish or scottish, some may even say southern.

I. personality:

Cheeky, jealous of tall men, hates women, sleazy, distrustful, disrespectful,greedy,money-loving, compassionate about abusing women, hates smartasses, loathes people who disrespect him the slightest, will cheat on everyone if given money, traitor, crook, serious, strict, fond of drugs, fake, pretentious, haughty, smug,sex-loving. [/

I. past:

Kusy comes from a wealthy family, which has earned its status by investing into suspicious stocks. Generally was and is this family secretly one of the most influential ones in the government, as its connections and relations reach down into every part of the city. They are known amongst the folk, though hardly anyone knows about Kusy being their descendant. He was practically abandoned once they had figured him being prone to drugs, which would have certainly been a huge harm to the family’s reputation. Many people know of their filthy affairs and involvements, yet they harbor an immaculate reputation in the media. Meaning that, denying Kusy’s existence before those news got known to the public, was an inevitable move.
Disinherited and filled with abhorrence, the new orphan established his own business in downtown, a strip club. With flawless management choices and social connections, Kusy succeeded in spreading the word about his „Cathole.“ Now, the man who passionately detests women, owns their bodies and a whole place to market them, as well as a lot of money. He pulls the strings in downtown, and every time someone is in desperate need of something, they come crawling up to this mighty lord of lewdness.

I. job:

Strip-club owner.

I. clothing style:

Always tight up neat and decent. Fashionable and smart. Wears most of the time suits or at least black.

I. roleplay example:

Integrity was a bliss nowadays, a bliss that Kusy was currently missing. The man he was heading for had forgotten the tacit agreement, a condition the avowed custodian was not pleased with. They had all complied with the unspoken rules , acknowledged by heart and accepted. No excuses for such behavior, the man in suit had decided, and so went on to chase down the problem.

His heels clicked as he wandered down the dimly illuminated hallway. The gait was ever so light and steady, a slim figure that crossed the corridors. He strolled his way, casually but resolute with a countenance remarking indifference.
It was a wrecked building, considering the flickering lights, which had obviously been in their place for years as Kusy’s gaze roved about, noticing. Whilst following the path he was told, his mouth corners gradually started expressing the displeasure that grew inside of him. It was not disgust that grazed his feelings, but the consideration of having business in here. Serious business which needed to be taken care of, personally, instead of sending some minions.

Through the puckered lips escaped a sigh, followed by attempted relief as he finally reached his destination. He shot another few glances across his shoulders, eliminating the possibility of being seen meeting the trash. When his sight was clear of any witnesses, Kusy adjusted his tie and brushed off imaginary dust of his shoulders. The black suit seemed impeccable, the polished shoes contributing to the marvelous look of his, and the additional black gloves indicated his intention.
The rat Inret did not know what expected him, and as Kusy had fixed his looks, he proceeded with knocking twice. With a tentative pace and break between, would he draw the attention of the tenant. Without any further words or the plea of being let in, stood Kusy calmly in front of the door, hollow blue eyes striking gazes at the shabby front-door.

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