Valtius

Pic is purely reference, will resize it perhaps to make it less hateful on browsers. Also to piss that one guy off, I am not going to crop out his junk in profile. It's blurred out, and it's an adult site. There be plenty of dongs already, one more is not gonna end the world

Generic Male. Ladies and Gentleman. I just lost the interest of 90% of this site!

For the rest of you. This is a revamped alt. W.I.P and all that.

Valtius, as far as he will let you know, he is just a normal bloke trying to run a day to day job. But, I am not so kind to any of my characters am I? I have never been. So, fate somehow always seems to turn against him, one story would leak, one minor mistake made and his whole world comes crashing down. It's not fair to a man who just wants to be left alone, who just wants to be normal. But alas, there are always rumors behind why his body always seems so perfect. Why he 'suddenly' found a small appartment in a nice area of town , why he suddenly found himself a job and just seemed to go in, work, go home, rinse and repeat.

The shift came in one single night. 'I shouldn't have gotten involved' he said to himself, the shattered glass and the bloody marks within the hallway. He had answered a cry of terror, in the dim light of the pale moon, a shadow of a man lay beneath him, Mask in tatters, his weapon discarded, his victim stood trembiling in a doorway, her little dress slightly torn, clutching a teddybear for safe keeping, the blue and red flash of lights were quick to light up the home of this poor child. Was it bad luck that told Valtius to take out the garbage at that exact moment? was it something in his head that told him, to investigate the sudden noise from the backyard in his neighbours home. Most would have dismissed it for a raccoon. But the sound was so heavy, it couldn't have been. Why did he not just call the cops? Why did he break into the home? why did he bring a weapon? Why did he stalk him as he frightened the little girl, rather than rushing to her aid, he waited for a moment to startle his victim. Why did he let him run? Why did he chase him down the hall? Why did he wait until the man had tried to jump out the window to drag him back? Why did he ignore the begging? Why did he not just let him go? Why after he tried to fight back did he toy with him? Why did he laugh when he fell? Why did he not tie him up? Why...oh why... did he kill him?

There was no going back now, lead away in handcuffs. The few who knew more about the fellow could only say when asked why was...

Like Father, Like Son.

((Quick OOC))

((I am an unfriendly player, I do not like idle chat with strangers. It bugs me, I am here to Roleplay or lurk. If you whisper me, please, just get to the point. It will save us both time))

((That being said, I will always speak in a polite (albet) somewhat blunt manner. I am certainly not here for drama either))

((The preferences below are large, I know, but I wanted to be as open as I can and remove any doubt. That way, you have a fair idea of what I like and dislike. Sliders are key.))

((Some key things to remember when speaking with me is please for the love of all that is holy. Avoid, Hi, how are yous? I use this to tell if you have even glanced at my prefs.))

((I am not my character, madness. I know. I don't get the trend of people being constantly 'In Character' even in OOC chat, if you ask me, it's kinda silly.))

((Expanding on that point, don't whisper me IC, at all. even 'rawrs' 'mews' or stupid shit like that I count. /me or *licks* are hated too))

((Finally, if you whisper me with just 'Mew','rawr', 'O_O' and nothing else, or anything that indicates you have at least read my OOC and are just doing it to try to get a rise out of me. I will not even give you the satisfaction of a response))