Issa Kanaan

Name: Issa Kannan
Country Affiliation: Wanderer, formerly of Kou
Race: Human
Tier: D
Class: Assassin
Age + Birthdate: 19, born october 31st
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual leaning towards men, not that he really notices people often
Personality:
Issa is the kind of person who is swallowed whole by their work. Nearly emotionless, he is a cold-blooded killer. Issa has no limits to what he will do if he is paid well, and cares not one way or the other how his actions affect others. all he cares about is his work. This young assassin will stop at nothing to kill his target, and loves showing off his prowess at killing. Issa is a master of silence, and is capable of withstanding any torture thrown at him, not out of loyalty to his masters, but merely to see how much he can take. Issa is the kind of person who kicks a child aside without a second thought, kills innocents if they get in his way, and destroys anything he views as an enemy, because he simply knows nothing but hatred and his own twisted pride in killing. Issa has little else in his mind but killing, which makes him happy. He has few emotions but pride over his kills, hatred of all other humans, and joy at his ability to kill. Issa is almost completely devoid of emotions. He has become like a hollow vessel that does the bidding of the demons that reside within. He is empty, cold, and completely alone but for his own inner demons.
Likes: Issa likes killing. He loves the rush of power and freedom that comes with every kill, every drop of blood he spills. In his own twisted mind he believes what he is doing is justified, is right, rather than being wrong and evil. Blood and death excite him, they make him feel powerful. Issa also likes weapons, especially sneaky weapons used in assassination.
Dislikes:
Issa Dislikes cute things. They annoy him. Blood and death are what he craves so cute things and sugary sweet things piss him off. Issa is also annoyed by those victims who give him no challenge, he likes it when they fight back and don't merely cower in fear. He likes to see fear, but he likes it best when they try to run or to fight. He claims it makes things far more interesting.
Aspirations:
To become the greatest killer of all time is Issa's greatest goal. He wants to make sure other people live in fear of him and tremble at his very name. He wants to reign supreme and be feared for as long as he shall live, and cause as much pain and destruction as possible while doing it. Pain and death are the things he loves, because they are the most beautiful art in his eyes.
Phobias/fears: Issa has a rather irrational fear of kittens. Their cuteness masks their evil according to him. He also above all else fears the plauge. The plauge is part of the reason why he became the cold-blooded killer he is today. He fears the plauge because it killed off most of his hometown, and because he understands the terrible amount of deaths it causes. He acknowledges that it kills even more than he ever could so he fears it as the greater killer.
Face-Claim:  Alvaro Garay from Wand of Fortune
Hair Color:Black
Eye Color: Reddish violet
Height: 188 cm
Weight: 72 kg
Appearance: Issa has eyes that are a slightly reddish violet color, with a spark of insanity in them. He is fairly tall and strong, though his muscles are not overly large. He only wears black clothes, and bandages all the way up his arms. He is rather slim, though his muscles have definite definition. Issa is usually seen with leftover flecks of blood on his face and in his dark hair, because he is almost constantly killing when he isn't sleeping,eating, or training. Issa is often sneering, and sometimes wears a half-mask over the bottom of his face. Issa never smiles unless it's a twisted grin or a mocking smile.
Rukh Alignment: Black
Special Features:
History:
Issa was born in a small town, a tiny place in Kou. He was the middle child of 5 children. He was young when the plauge hit. The plauge killed most of the people in his town. Issa was forced to kill to survive after that. Issa began to grow to like it, began to believe that his kills were justified and that it was right to kill these people. He began falling deeper and deeper into the darkness, eventually becoming completely insane, tormented to the point of madness by his own inner demons. He became twisted to the point of no return, always tormented by the demons within his own soul. Killing became his escape, his way to get away from his demons. It was his refuge, his haven. The only way to stop the voices in his head. Everything became distant but his desire to kill, to take the lives of the people. Death, destruction and chaos were the only things that mattered overmuch to him. He didn't even care about the money he made, he only wanted to make the voices stop. Everything was gone, he was floating in an abyss of madness and chaos. His demons were like chains dragging him down, deeper and deeper. Isaa was trapped. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Everything was gone. He was all alone with his demons, trapped. The darkness only continued to grow. Issa gave into the darkness and welcomed his demons, becoming even more heartless. He would ruthlessly slaughter anyone who got in his way.  Issa became feared as he travelled alone, killing anyone he was paid to kill. Nothing else held meaning anymore. He had been completely destroyed and remade into a hollow vessel that did the bidding of the demons who held complete mastery over it. Nothing could sway him but the commands of his own demons. He assassinated anyone who got in his way, men women and children, innocents for the most part. He even killed quite a few assassins who were sent after him. He would not let anything stop him until his mission to become the best killer had been fulfilled. He would train until he was bruised and bloody, barely able to move or speak. He would hardly sleep and only eat once a week. As he continued on this path of self destruction he only grew even darker. He became so dark he was like a void that sacked all the color out of the lives of those around him.
Role-Play Sample:
Issa looked down at the ground below with a twisted grin. It was a huge drop but that meant nothing to him. He was made to be able to get in anywhere. What kind of assassin was he if he couldn't make this drop? He left off the roof, catching window ledges on the way down and swinging off of them until he had safely reached the ground. His target was walking the path a little ways ahead of him. He gripped his Sickles and began to move quickly towards his target with the silent grace that only an experienced one of his profession could ever manage. The two blades he was carrying were attached by a single chain. As Issa ran his target turned. Isaa managed to get into the shadows and hide before he was spotted. This man was alert... good. Issa liked a challenge. The man saw nothing and turned back around, continuing to walk. Issa noted the man was now gripping his sword. Issa moved in once again, leaping at man with deadly grace of a striking snake.

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[b]Name:[/b] Issa Kannan
[b]Country Affiliation:[/b] wanderer, formerly of Kou
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Tier:[/b] D
[b]Class:[/b] assassin
[b]Age + Birthdate:[/b] 19, born october 31st
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Sexuality:[/b] bisexual, not that he really notices people often
[b]Personality:[/b]
Issa is the kind of person who is swallowed whole by their work. Nearly emotionless, he is a cold-blooded killer. Issa has no limits to what he will do if he is paid well, and cares not one way or the other how his actions affect others. all he cares about is his work. This young assassin will stop at nothing to kill his target, and loves showing off his prowess at killing. Issa is a master of silence, and is capable of withstanding any torture thrown at him, not out of loyalty to his masters, but merely to see how much he can take. Issa is the kind of person who kicks a child aside without a second thought, kills innocents if they get in his way, and destroys anything he views as an enemy, because he simply knows nothing but hatred and his own twisted pride in killing. Issa has little else in his mind but killing, which makes him happy. He has few emotions but pride over his kills, hatred of all other humans, and joy at his ability to kill. Issa is almost completely devoid of emotions. He has become like a hollow vessel that does the bidding of the demons that reside within. He is empty, cold, and completely alone but for his own inner demons.
[b]Likes:[/b] Issa likes killing. He loves the rush of power and freedom that comes with every kill, every drop of blood he spills. In his own twisted mind he believes what he is doing is justified, is right, rather than being wrong and evil. Blood and death excite him, they make him feel powerful. Issa also likes weapons, especially sneaky weapons used in assassination.
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
Issa Dislikes cute things. They annoy him. Blood and death are what he craves so cute things and sugary sweet things piss him off. Issa is also annoyed by those victims who give him no challenge, he likes it when they fight back and don't merely cower in fear. He likes to see fear, but he likes it best when they try to run or to fight. He claims it makes things far more interesting.
[b]Aspirations:[/b]
To become the greatest killer of all time is Issa's greatest goal. He wants to make sure other people live in fear of him and tremble at his very name. He wants to reign supreme and be feared for as long as he shall live, and cause as much pain and destruction as possible while doing it. Pain and death are the things he loves, because they are the most beautiful art in his eyes.
[b]Phobias/fears:[/b] Issa has a rather irrational fear of kittens. Their cuteness masks their evil according to him. He also above all else fears the plauge. The plauge is part of the reason why he became the cold-blooded killer he is today. He fears the plauge because it killed off most of his hometown, and because he understands the terrible amount of deaths it causes. He acknowledges that it kills even more than he ever could so he fears it as the greater killer.
[b]Face-Claim:[/b]  Alvaro Garay from Wand of Fortune
[b]Hair Color:[/b]Black
[b]Eye Color:[/b] reddish violet
[b]Height:[/b] 188 cm
[b]Weight:[/b] 72 kg
[b]Appearance:[/b] Issa has eyes that are a slightly reddish violet color, with a spark of insanity in them. He is fairly tall and strong, though his muscles are not overly large. He only wears black clothes, and bandages all the way up his arms. He is rather slim, though his muscles have definite definition. Issa is usually seen with leftover flecks of blood on his face and in his dark hair, because he is almost constantly killing when he isn't sleeping,eating, or training. Issa is often sneering, and sometimes wears a half-mask over the bottom of his face. Issa never smiles unless it's a twisted grin or a mocking smile.
[b]Rukh Alignment:[/b] black
[b]Special Features:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
Issa was born in a small town, a tiny place in Kou. He was the middle child of 5 children. He was young when the plauge hit. The plauge killed most of the people in his town. Issa was forced to kill to survive after that. Issa began to grow to like it, began to believe that his kills were justified and that it was right to kill these people. He began falling deeper and deeper into the darkness, eventually becoming completely insane, tormented to the point of madness by his own inner demons. He became twisted to the point of no return, always tormented by the demons within his own soul. Killing became his escape, his way to get away from his demons. It was his refuge, his haven. The only way to stop the voices in his head. Everything became distant but his desire to kill, to take the lives of the people. Death, destruction and chaos were the only things that mattered overmuch to him. He didn't even care about the money he made, he only wanted to make the voices stop. Everything was gone, he was floating in an abyss of madness and chaos. His demons were like chains dragging him down, deeper and deeper. Isaa was trapped. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Everything was gone. He was all alone with his demons, trapped. The darkness only continued to grow. Issa gave into the darkness and welcomed his demons, becoming even more heartless. He would ruthlessly slaughter anyone who got in his way.  Issa became feared as he travelled alone, killing anyone he was paid to kill. Nothing else held meaning anymore. He had been completely destroyed and remade into a hollow vessel that did the bidding of the demons who held complete mastery over it. Nothing could sway him but the commands of his own demons. He assassinated anyone who got in his way, men women and children, innocents for the most part. He even killed quite a few assassins who were sent after him. He would not let anything stop him until his mission to become the best killer had been fulfilled. He would train until he was bruised and bloody, barely able to move or speak. He would hardly sleep and only eat once a week. As he continued on this path of self destruction he only grew even darker. He became so dark he was like a void that sacked all the color out of the lives of those around him.
[b]Role-Play Sample:[/b]
Issa looked down at the ground below with a twisted grin. It was a huge drop but that meant nothing to him. He was made to be able to get in anywhere. What kind of assassin was he if he couldn't make this drop? He left off the roof, catching window ledges on the way down and swinging off of them until he had safely reached the ground. His target was walking the path a little ways ahead of him. He gripped his Sickles and began to move quickly towards his target with the silent grace that only an experienced one of his profession could ever manage. The two blades he was carrying were attached by a single chain. As Issa ran his target turned. Isaa managed to get into the shadows and hide before he was spotted. This man was alert... good. Issa liked a challenge. The man saw nothing and turned back around, continuing to walk. Issa noted the man was now gripping his sword. Issa moved in once again, leaping at man with deadly grace of a striking snake.

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[b]Name:[/b] Issa Kannan
[b]Country Affiliation:[/b] Wanderer, formerly of Kou
[b]Race:[/b] Human
[b]Tier:[/b] D
[b]Class:[/b] Assassin
[b]Age + Birthdate:[/b] 19, born october 31st
[b]Gender:[/b] Male
[b]Sexuality:[/b] Bisexual leaning towards men, not that he really notices people often
[b]Personality:[/b]
Issa is the kind of person who is swallowed whole by their work. Nearly emotionless, he is a cold-blooded killer. Issa has no limits to what he will do if he is paid well, and cares not one way or the other how his actions affect others. all he cares about is his work. This young assassin will stop at nothing to kill his target, and loves showing off his prowess at killing. Issa is a master of silence, and is capable of withstanding any torture thrown at him, not out of loyalty to his masters, but merely to see how much he can take. Issa is the kind of person who kicks a child aside without a second thought, kills innocents if they get in his way, and destroys anything he views as an enemy, because he simply knows nothing but hatred and his own twisted pride in killing. Issa has little else in his mind but killing, which makes him happy. He has few emotions but pride over his kills, hatred of all other humans, and joy at his ability to kill. Issa is almost completely devoid of emotions. He has become like a hollow vessel that does the bidding of the demons that reside within. He is empty, cold, and completely alone but for his own inner demons.
[b]Likes:[/b] Issa likes killing. He loves the rush of power and freedom that comes with every kill, every drop of blood he spills. In his own twisted mind he believes what he is doing is justified, is right, rather than being wrong and evil. Blood and death excite him, they make him feel powerful. Issa also likes weapons, especially sneaky weapons used in assassination.
[b]Dislikes:[/b]
Issa Dislikes cute things. They annoy him. Blood and death are what he craves so cute things and sugary sweet things piss him off. Issa is also annoyed by those victims who give him no challenge, he likes it when they fight back and don't merely cower in fear. He likes to see fear, but he likes it best when they try to run or to fight. He claims it makes things far more interesting.
[b]Aspirations:[/b]
To become the greatest killer of all time is Issa's greatest goal. He wants to make sure other people live in fear of him and tremble at his very name. He wants to reign supreme and be feared for as long as he shall live, and cause as much pain and destruction as possible while doing it. Pain and death are the things he loves, because they are the most beautiful art in his eyes.
[b]Phobias/fears:[/b] Issa has a rather irrational fear of kittens. Their cuteness masks their evil according to him. He also above all else fears the plauge. The plauge is part of the reason why he became the cold-blooded killer he is today. He fears the plauge because it killed off most of his hometown, and because he understands the terrible amount of deaths it causes. He acknowledges that it kills even more than he ever could so he fears it as the greater killer.
[b]Face-Claim:[/b]  Alvaro Garay from Wand of Fortune
[b]Hair Color:[/b]Black
[b]Eye Color:[/b] Reddish violet
[b]Height:[/b] 188 cm
[b]Weight:[/b] 72 kg
[b]Appearance:[/b] Issa has eyes that are a slightly reddish violet color, with a spark of insanity in them. He is fairly tall and strong, though his muscles are not overly large. He only wears black clothes, and bandages all the way up his arms. He is rather slim, though his muscles have definite definition. Issa is usually seen with leftover flecks of blood on his face and in his dark hair, because he is almost constantly killing when he isn't sleeping,eating, or training. Issa is often sneering, and sometimes wears a half-mask over the bottom of his face. Issa never smiles unless it's a twisted grin or a mocking smile.
[b]Rukh Alignment:[/b] Black
[b]Special Features:[/b]
[b]History:[/b]
Issa was born in a small town, a tiny place in Kou. He was the middle child of 5 children. He was young when the plauge hit. The plauge killed most of the people in his town. Issa was forced to kill to survive after that. Issa began to grow to like it, began to believe that his kills were justified and that it was right to kill these people. He began falling deeper and deeper into the darkness, eventually becoming completely insane, tormented to the point of madness by his own inner demons. He became twisted to the point of no return, always tormented by the demons within his own soul. Killing became his escape, his way to get away from his demons. It was his refuge, his haven. The only way to stop the voices in his head. Everything became distant but his desire to kill, to take the lives of the people. Death, destruction and chaos were the only things that mattered overmuch to him. He didn't even care about the money he made, he only wanted to make the voices stop. Everything was gone, he was floating in an abyss of madness and chaos. His demons were like chains dragging him down, deeper and deeper. Isaa was trapped. He couldn't move, couldn't breathe. Everything was gone. He was all alone with his demons, trapped. The darkness only continued to grow. Issa gave into the darkness and welcomed his demons, becoming even more heartless. He would ruthlessly slaughter anyone who got in his way.  Issa became feared as he travelled alone, killing anyone he was paid to kill. Nothing else held meaning anymore. He had been completely destroyed and remade into a hollow vessel that did the bidding of the demons who held complete mastery over it. Nothing could sway him but the commands of his own demons. He assassinated anyone who got in his way, men women and children, innocents for the most part. He even killed quite a few assassins who were sent after him. He would not let anything stop him until his mission to become the best killer had been fulfilled. He would train until he was bruised and bloody, barely able to move or speak. He would hardly sleep and only eat once a week. As he continued on this path of self destruction he only grew even darker. He became so dark he was like a void that sacked all the color out of the lives of those around him.
[b]Role-Play Sample:[/b]
Issa looked down at the ground below with a twisted grin. It was a huge drop but that meant nothing to him. He was made to be able to get in anywhere. What kind of assassin was he if he couldn't make this drop? He left off the roof, catching window ledges on the way down and swinging off of them until he had safely reached the ground. His target was walking the path a little ways ahead of him. He gripped his Sickles and began to move quickly towards his target with the silent grace that only an experienced one of his profession could ever manage. The two blades he was carrying were attached by a single chain. As Issa ran his target turned. Isaa managed to get into the shadows and hide before he was spotted. This man was alert... good. Issa liked a challenge. The man saw nothing and turned back around, continuing to walk. Issa noted the man was now gripping his sword. Issa moved in once again, leaping at man with deadly grace of a striking snake.