ooc: manifestation of sins
His body is a lattice of scars and cracks, all in a a shade of ink that makes them look too real.
There's two scars running down the left side of his forehead to his eye, and two more descending from the lower lid down the side of his face, under his chin and down his neck. Over his left shoulder are four more, curving inward and converging into a single one that runs down his torso and and thigh until it curls around behind his knee. The same scar is mirrored on his right leg. A similar one branches off from scar on his shoulder and goes down the side of his arm, ending at the elbow. It's like he's been chopped into pieces and stitched back together again. Or rather, it's a reflection of what he did to someone else. To 'Alma'.
The right side of his body fares no better, covered in cracks. Imagine a weathered statue that's been dropped onto the ground, shattered, and hastily glued back together again. That's what he looks like, minus the missing chips. For being cold and impassive to those around him, even though he might truly care.
On his back, though he hasn't seen it yet, it looks like someone's taken a knife to it, vertically carving out the word "KARMA" into his skin along the spine. Again, all black. No dripping blood. But it's jagged and messy. It's karma, for what he's done.
There's two scars running down the left side of his forehead to his eye, and two more descending from the lower lid down the side of his face, under his chin and down his neck. Over his left shoulder are four more, curving inward and converging into a single one that runs down his torso and and thigh until it curls around behind his knee. The same scar is mirrored on his right leg. A similar one branches off from scar on his shoulder and goes down the side of his arm, ending at the elbow. It's like he's been chopped into pieces and stitched back together again. Or rather, it's a reflection of what he did to someone else. To 'Alma'.
The right side of his body fares no better, covered in cracks. Imagine a weathered statue that's been dropped onto the ground, shattered, and hastily glued back together again. That's what he looks like, minus the missing chips. For being cold and impassive to those around him, even though he might truly care.
On his back, though he hasn't seen it yet, it looks like someone's taken a knife to it, vertically carving out the word "KARMA" into his skin along the spine. Again, all black. No dripping blood. But it's jagged and messy. It's karma, for what he's done.