Vergil [Anomaly] profile
Player Name: Teagan
Personal LJ: naenta
E-mail: plotbunnydoom@gmail.com
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Other characters currently in-game: None
Character Name: Vergil
Fandom: Devil May Cry 3
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Sexuality (if applicable): Good luck. [Undecided]
Original or Anomaly?: Anomaly
Appearance: Coming in at slightly over 6’2, Vergil makes an imposing figure when he cares to. Years of fighting with a sword and any other weapon he thinks to be useful has left him in excellent physical shape. Although muscular, his build speaks of a preference for speed rather then strength---he is visibly more slender then his twin, who wields a broadsword rather then a katana.
With dead white hair and sharp blue eyes, he stands out in a crowd. The fine bone structure in his face plus his superb physical conditioning make for a handsome young man, if a somewhat unusual looking one. Generally he wears his hair pushed straight back from his forehead, although it fairly frequently falls, revealing shaggy bangs and generally softening his appearance.
Looking at Vergil's clothing choices, one would conclude he either comes from a chilly place or does not like skin showing. He wears tailored black pants, a sleeveless black shirt, and an ankle-long blue coat. The coat is classy looking and fits him very well, with gold lining and a braided silver pattern that runs down the sides. The finishing touches include black leather combat boots, tan fingerless gloves, and his katana, which has a long yellow satin ribbon tied around the sheath.
Although, of course, he changes his clothing, this is his basic appearance---he doesn't deviate from it a great deal. His “casual” would still be considered classy.
Personality: : If you're not immediately useful to him, Vergil probably doesn't care for you, at least not at first. Mind you, it's generally not personal. He simply has goals and if you're not helping him achieve them, then he can't be bothered.
So he'll say, anyway. In truth he's singleminded to the point of obsessiveness, and his preconceived notions can prove nearly impossible to get through or change. Trying to find out even the smallest things about him can be like pulling teeth, for he's intensely private, almost to the point of paranoia. Although most people wouldn't find much wrong with somebody knowing whether your prefer dark or milk chocolate, even that much information getting out about him can result in discomfort. As a result, people he's associated with, even if they've known him for months or years, can tell you little about him beyond basic physical and personality characteristics.
After the death of his mother he has taken on a decidedly pessimistic view of the world. The world didn't help him after the death of his mother and disappearance of his twin---he helped himself. Partly because of this, he is self-sufficient to the point of insanity. This isn't to say that he won't grab hold of any opportunity that becomes available, because he most definitely will. He just prefers to do things himself.
He is capable of being polite. In actuality he is rarely rude with his few words (unless you provoke his sharp temper), but the fact that he cares little for any problems or objections you may have bleeds through. Add to this a tendency for his statements to come across as orders and it is unsurprising that people tend to think of him as cold.
History: Up until the age of 14, Vergil's life was as normal as it could have been, considering his mixed blood and the fact that his father was notably absent. His mother, Eva, elected to keep her twin boys at home and school them herself---probably a wise decision, given their penchant to fight anything that moved. Although Dante never really took to the book aspect of their schooling (although certain subjects fascinated him) Vergil eagerly soaked up everything, from history to mathematics.
Despite the frequent stares his hair color earned him, Vergil's life was relatively happy and stable. But it took precisely one horrible night to pick that life up and shatter it beyond repair. Despite Vergil and Dante's best efforts, the floods of demons that appeared in their home killed their mother, drove them apart, and nearly killed them both.
Afterwards, Vergil simply wandered about. He didn't know if Dante was alive or dead, and all his attempts to find out met a dead end. With no job and little money, he wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do with his life.
He survived that first year, obviously. Dying was not an option---he had two goals to accomplish. First he would find out what had happened to his twin on that bloodsoaked night, and then find out who was responsible for directing the demons to their small house. He refused to believe it was random. Somebody must have been responsible.
For that year, he got occasional jobs to kill rogue demons despite his age, which helped the money situation. A cheerful, demented old lady with many, many cats also took a shine to him one day, bringing him to her small home and feeding him with tea and scones. To this day Vergil has a soft spot for cats and tea, although he'll never admit it.
Halfway through his fifteenth year, Vergil went to track down the demon responsible for a rash of deaths in a city 200 miles away. He was expecting an intelligent demon, given the patterns of the killings and the precision of the blade responsible for the deaths. He found the demon responsible.
It wore his brother's face.
His brother was alive, but he couldn't rejoice at the knowledge. Dante was completely and utterly mad. He hardly knew why he was doing what he was, simply obeying the instinctual drive for power. Dante mentioned somewhere along the way trying to kill those responsible for his mother and brother's death, although Vergil stood right in front of him.
Vergil lost the fight that day. Badly. Dante, in his madness, was convinced Vergil was a ghost, and was hardly exercising restraint. Can't kill the dead, right?
For the next three years Vergil followed Dante from city to city, attempting to end the killings and Dante's madness. As the only surviving member of Dante's family, he felt it was his responsibility to do it, since obviously no human fighter was going to win over even a teenaged Dante. But no matter how hard Vergil practiced or what he pushed himself to accomplish, Dante always soared ahead of him with the gains of his ill-gotten power. Vergil heard rumors of his brother eating souls, although he was never able to verify that and Dante only smiled, showing off extremely sharp teeth, when he was asked.
At the age of eighteen, Dante dropped out of sight for a few months. There were no killings, no swarms of demons congregating in places Dante decided he didn't like. It was as if Vergil's twin were taking a vacation from the destruction and bloodshed.
The peace quickly ended. When Vergil talked with him again he found Dante's madness had receded somewhat, leaving more of the obnoxious brother he had known. He no longer thought Vergil a ghost---a definite improvement in Vergil's eyes.
Dante cheerfully told him that he had a few new goals now. They included overthrowing the world and taking over hell. Dante had never been to type to plan small.
In the next year, Dante both became harder and harder to find and more and more powerful. Finally tracking his twins’ last location to a Hellgate, Vergil was perhaps not as surprised as he should have been when Dante came stumbling out, eyes wild and reeking of power that was corrupt even by demonic standards. Their parents had been avenged. Mundus, the most likely suspect in their mother’s death and the ruler of Hell was dead, killed by Dante’s hand.
Bound by demonic rules, Dante claimed Mundus’s power and position. Vergil’s twin brother was now the ruler of Hell.
In the next four years, Dante switched his eyes to the mortal world. Many countries and city-states fell easily to his demon armies. For all of his apparent short attention span and feigned ignorance, Dante proved to be an excellent battle commander. In light of this, Vergil switched his tactics as well. Although killing his brother was still obviously a necessity, Vergil now concentrated on hampering him as best he could, wiping out sizable portions of his armies and occasionally assassinating Dante’s human supporters who where in positions of power.
Strengths: The desire and ability to fight is beyond a mere talent or preference---it is woven into Vergil's flesh, blood, and bones. He and his twin were fighting each other with sticks and their hands literally as soon as they could walk, and he has not stopped training since. His talent with a sword is nearly unparalleled, and adding to this the incredible speed, strength, and regenerative abilities his demonic blood gives him he is nearly unstoppable.
He brought with him to Crucible his katana, which is called Yamato. His bladework with it is often so fast you literally cannot see the blade, and he is also capable of moving his body so quickly that he is nearly invisible, so close to teleporting that he might as well be. If you do manage to land a strike on him, his regenerative abilities will heal the wound in literally seconds. He's been stabbed straight through the spine and walked away fifteen minutes later. He's not immortal---if he takes enough damage, he will die, and he suspects decapitation would also kill him---but he's close enough.
Vergil is also highly intelligent and knows a great deal about many subjects. Although his life hasn't been easy, he rarely stops studying for long. In most cities he's spent any time in, he's become a semipermanent fixture in the biggest, oldest library.
Weaknesses: Physically, his only weakness would be anything infused with holy power. Throw holy water on him and he'll burn, and a blessed blade will do far more damage then a normal one and also impede his healing. The only other thing that could be looked at as a physical weakness is the amount of food he requires, which is far more then most young men. As much as he wishes otherwise, his abnormal speed and healing rate do not come from somewhere in the ether.
But psychological weaknesses? That list is much bigger. Even if he desperately needs it, he will rarely accept charity or help from anybody. His social skills are weak at best, as his twin has the unfortunate habit of murdering anybody he might be building some kind of relationship with. This, along with the occasional misdirected assassination attempt meant for his brother, has made him highly distrustful of just about everybody. He loathes being in people's debt, stemming from the same reasons.
As mentioned, he has no friends and little in the way of outside hobbies. For eight years his existence has been built entirely around Dante--building up enough strength to defeat him, tracking him, and eventually, he supposes, killing him.
He's never considered what will happen if he eventually is successful in his goal. He doesn't care to.
His biggest weakness is Dante himself. Vergil thinks in a linear, logical fashion out of both personality and necessity. Dante's thoughts and actions follow no such pattern, making his next move difficult to predict and constantly throwing Vergil off balance.
Personal LJ: naenta
E-mail: plotbunnydoom@gmail.com
AIM: plotbunnydoom
Other characters currently in-game: None
Character Name: Vergil
Fandom: Devil May Cry 3
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Sexuality (if applicable): Good luck. [Undecided]
Original or Anomaly?: Anomaly
Appearance: Coming in at slightly over 6’2, Vergil makes an imposing figure when he cares to. Years of fighting with a sword and any other weapon he thinks to be useful has left him in excellent physical shape. Although muscular, his build speaks of a preference for speed rather then strength---he is visibly more slender then his twin, who wields a broadsword rather then a katana.
With dead white hair and sharp blue eyes, he stands out in a crowd. The fine bone structure in his face plus his superb physical conditioning make for a handsome young man, if a somewhat unusual looking one. Generally he wears his hair pushed straight back from his forehead, although it fairly frequently falls, revealing shaggy bangs and generally softening his appearance.
Looking at Vergil's clothing choices, one would conclude he either comes from a chilly place or does not like skin showing. He wears tailored black pants, a sleeveless black shirt, and an ankle-long blue coat. The coat is classy looking and fits him very well, with gold lining and a braided silver pattern that runs down the sides. The finishing touches include black leather combat boots, tan fingerless gloves, and his katana, which has a long yellow satin ribbon tied around the sheath.
Although, of course, he changes his clothing, this is his basic appearance---he doesn't deviate from it a great deal. His “casual” would still be considered classy.
Personality: : If you're not immediately useful to him, Vergil probably doesn't care for you, at least not at first. Mind you, it's generally not personal. He simply has goals and if you're not helping him achieve them, then he can't be bothered.
So he'll say, anyway. In truth he's singleminded to the point of obsessiveness, and his preconceived notions can prove nearly impossible to get through or change. Trying to find out even the smallest things about him can be like pulling teeth, for he's intensely private, almost to the point of paranoia. Although most people wouldn't find much wrong with somebody knowing whether your prefer dark or milk chocolate, even that much information getting out about him can result in discomfort. As a result, people he's associated with, even if they've known him for months or years, can tell you little about him beyond basic physical and personality characteristics.
After the death of his mother he has taken on a decidedly pessimistic view of the world. The world didn't help him after the death of his mother and disappearance of his twin---he helped himself. Partly because of this, he is self-sufficient to the point of insanity. This isn't to say that he won't grab hold of any opportunity that becomes available, because he most definitely will. He just prefers to do things himself.
He is capable of being polite. In actuality he is rarely rude with his few words (unless you provoke his sharp temper), but the fact that he cares little for any problems or objections you may have bleeds through. Add to this a tendency for his statements to come across as orders and it is unsurprising that people tend to think of him as cold.
History: Up until the age of 14, Vergil's life was as normal as it could have been, considering his mixed blood and the fact that his father was notably absent. His mother, Eva, elected to keep her twin boys at home and school them herself---probably a wise decision, given their penchant to fight anything that moved. Although Dante never really took to the book aspect of their schooling (although certain subjects fascinated him) Vergil eagerly soaked up everything, from history to mathematics.
Despite the frequent stares his hair color earned him, Vergil's life was relatively happy and stable. But it took precisely one horrible night to pick that life up and shatter it beyond repair. Despite Vergil and Dante's best efforts, the floods of demons that appeared in their home killed their mother, drove them apart, and nearly killed them both.
Afterwards, Vergil simply wandered about. He didn't know if Dante was alive or dead, and all his attempts to find out met a dead end. With no job and little money, he wasn't quite sure what he was supposed to do with his life.
He survived that first year, obviously. Dying was not an option---he had two goals to accomplish. First he would find out what had happened to his twin on that bloodsoaked night, and then find out who was responsible for directing the demons to their small house. He refused to believe it was random. Somebody must have been responsible.
For that year, he got occasional jobs to kill rogue demons despite his age, which helped the money situation. A cheerful, demented old lady with many, many cats also took a shine to him one day, bringing him to her small home and feeding him with tea and scones. To this day Vergil has a soft spot for cats and tea, although he'll never admit it.
Halfway through his fifteenth year, Vergil went to track down the demon responsible for a rash of deaths in a city 200 miles away. He was expecting an intelligent demon, given the patterns of the killings and the precision of the blade responsible for the deaths. He found the demon responsible.
It wore his brother's face.
His brother was alive, but he couldn't rejoice at the knowledge. Dante was completely and utterly mad. He hardly knew why he was doing what he was, simply obeying the instinctual drive for power. Dante mentioned somewhere along the way trying to kill those responsible for his mother and brother's death, although Vergil stood right in front of him.
Vergil lost the fight that day. Badly. Dante, in his madness, was convinced Vergil was a ghost, and was hardly exercising restraint. Can't kill the dead, right?
For the next three years Vergil followed Dante from city to city, attempting to end the killings and Dante's madness. As the only surviving member of Dante's family, he felt it was his responsibility to do it, since obviously no human fighter was going to win over even a teenaged Dante. But no matter how hard Vergil practiced or what he pushed himself to accomplish, Dante always soared ahead of him with the gains of his ill-gotten power. Vergil heard rumors of his brother eating souls, although he was never able to verify that and Dante only smiled, showing off extremely sharp teeth, when he was asked.
At the age of eighteen, Dante dropped out of sight for a few months. There were no killings, no swarms of demons congregating in places Dante decided he didn't like. It was as if Vergil's twin were taking a vacation from the destruction and bloodshed.
The peace quickly ended. When Vergil talked with him again he found Dante's madness had receded somewhat, leaving more of the obnoxious brother he had known. He no longer thought Vergil a ghost---a definite improvement in Vergil's eyes.
Dante cheerfully told him that he had a few new goals now. They included overthrowing the world and taking over hell. Dante had never been to type to plan small.
In the next year, Dante both became harder and harder to find and more and more powerful. Finally tracking his twins’ last location to a Hellgate, Vergil was perhaps not as surprised as he should have been when Dante came stumbling out, eyes wild and reeking of power that was corrupt even by demonic standards. Their parents had been avenged. Mundus, the most likely suspect in their mother’s death and the ruler of Hell was dead, killed by Dante’s hand.
Bound by demonic rules, Dante claimed Mundus’s power and position. Vergil’s twin brother was now the ruler of Hell.
In the next four years, Dante switched his eyes to the mortal world. Many countries and city-states fell easily to his demon armies. For all of his apparent short attention span and feigned ignorance, Dante proved to be an excellent battle commander. In light of this, Vergil switched his tactics as well. Although killing his brother was still obviously a necessity, Vergil now concentrated on hampering him as best he could, wiping out sizable portions of his armies and occasionally assassinating Dante’s human supporters who where in positions of power.
Strengths: The desire and ability to fight is beyond a mere talent or preference---it is woven into Vergil's flesh, blood, and bones. He and his twin were fighting each other with sticks and their hands literally as soon as they could walk, and he has not stopped training since. His talent with a sword is nearly unparalleled, and adding to this the incredible speed, strength, and regenerative abilities his demonic blood gives him he is nearly unstoppable.
He brought with him to Crucible his katana, which is called Yamato. His bladework with it is often so fast you literally cannot see the blade, and he is also capable of moving his body so quickly that he is nearly invisible, so close to teleporting that he might as well be. If you do manage to land a strike on him, his regenerative abilities will heal the wound in literally seconds. He's been stabbed straight through the spine and walked away fifteen minutes later. He's not immortal---if he takes enough damage, he will die, and he suspects decapitation would also kill him---but he's close enough.
Vergil is also highly intelligent and knows a great deal about many subjects. Although his life hasn't been easy, he rarely stops studying for long. In most cities he's spent any time in, he's become a semipermanent fixture in the biggest, oldest library.
Weaknesses: Physically, his only weakness would be anything infused with holy power. Throw holy water on him and he'll burn, and a blessed blade will do far more damage then a normal one and also impede his healing. The only other thing that could be looked at as a physical weakness is the amount of food he requires, which is far more then most young men. As much as he wishes otherwise, his abnormal speed and healing rate do not come from somewhere in the ether.
But psychological weaknesses? That list is much bigger. Even if he desperately needs it, he will rarely accept charity or help from anybody. His social skills are weak at best, as his twin has the unfortunate habit of murdering anybody he might be building some kind of relationship with. This, along with the occasional misdirected assassination attempt meant for his brother, has made him highly distrustful of just about everybody. He loathes being in people's debt, stemming from the same reasons.
As mentioned, he has no friends and little in the way of outside hobbies. For eight years his existence has been built entirely around Dante--building up enough strength to defeat him, tracking him, and eventually, he supposes, killing him.
He's never considered what will happen if he eventually is successful in his goal. He doesn't care to.
His biggest weakness is Dante himself. Vergil thinks in a linear, logical fashion out of both personality and necessity. Dante's thoughts and actions follow no such pattern, making his next move difficult to predict and constantly throwing Vergil off balance.