Candice C. Carlyle //Colorimetry

Didn't get in but I still RP him with friends


Name: Candice C. Carlyle

Nickname: C.C.

Age: 22

Gender: Male

Height/ Weight: 5’8” 142lb

Nationality: American

Faction: Blue/Purple

Color codes:

#99BADD Carolina Blue

#EEE9BF Lemon Chiffon 2

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Personality traits:

Sweet | Obedient | Intelligent | Familiar

One of C.C.’s best traits is his ability to make one feel at home. The comfortable feeling of familiarity. Mostly attributed to how kind he can be to others. He’ll listen to you with the most attentive appearance. Making sure that you know that you’re important and that you deserve to be free of what ever ails you. C.C is highly compliant. Always willing to help out his fellow man. He’ll make sure that you get the best of what ever it is you need as well. Whether it is with a good intelligent conversation or the good shit if you know what I mean. C.C. is your man.

Aggressive | Raunchy | Blunt | Egotistical

The true person behind all the niceties is someone entirely unexpected. Aggressive and demanding C.C. is just not the type you want to be around if you think you’re hot shit. He will dominate you with whatever he can and won’t give in to failure. The spectrum of his vocabulary falls to the dirtiest of words. Preferring to be blunt to the point that any idiot can understand. Not to mention that humble persona you once knew, yeah no, he knows what he is; he knows that he’s amazing at what he does. He also knows he’s attractive and intelligent, and will use that to every advantage he can with anybody.

Lowdown:

C.C. Outwardly is a kind sweet fellow; one warning, don’t set him off. Unless you’re ready to go down the rabbit hole to hell with a whole lot of surprises in store.

Quirks

-Licks/bites his lips a lot

-Tends to have a hand under his chin

-Plays with his jewelry

Summery:

Born with prejudice and overly conscientious parents who forced their beliefs upon him. Later broke from it only instilling his parents fear in him and others like him. Left them as soon as possible and later moved to chromatica where he unintentionally (originally) started to work for the mafia. On a day to day basis he works at a fashion boutique.

Background:

The instant he was born he was born a disappointment. Not only was he not the girl his parents had so longed for he was born with a most obvious problem, chromatism. Despite the fact that he was not what his parents had wanted in any way, they kept him and showered him with their form of strict love.

From a young age Candice was taught that his abilities as a person affected by chromatism wasn’t a good thing. His unnaturally bright blue eyes and oddly blue lashes were taught to be a defect. That streak of blue that ran through his hair was wrong. That the only way society would accept him was if he hid every part of him that was who he is. To hide it his Mother (who reveled in this) taught her son how to wear make up and dye his hair. The eyes could be explained as a genetic allele that was just highly recessive, however all the other oddities needed to be gone.

On top of all the brainwashing that who he was wasn’t who he could be physically they made sure to train their son mentally as well. Constantly reprimanding him if he didn’t get high grades or didn’t listen to others. Teaching him to be the most compliant thing in the world. He learned how to smile when you want to cry. To always be attentive. Most of all that as long as he was this way no one ever would discard him. Creating this fear of abandonment by all of society if he didn’t do so.

It wasn’t until he was 15 did all their training begin to fall apart. If only this was the simple ‘rebellious’ age his parents would constantly think. No, this wasn’t the normal rebellion of any normal teenager. Because Candice wasn’t a normal boy and man did he make sure everyone learned that he wasn’t. They say if you give a kid no restrictions they will grow up rather well, suppose it’s the opposite for those who give their child nothing but restrictions. At least in Candice’s case it was. Upon realizing his abilities Candice immediately fell down the rabbit hole. Using his abilities for his own self-gain. To add onto that thanks to his parent’s warped love he learned how to use others. He learned that he didn’t have to hurt people to get what he wanted because people were idiots. Pawns in his game of chess.

When he finally graduated, top of his class mind you (his year was filled with idiots though so it wasn't that hard) , he moved out almost instantly. His parents had learned to fear what they had created. His smile had become something foreboding and his anger was something worth running away from. He embodied the fear that they had in those with chromatism and even set the bar a bit higher. Maybe they should have loved him right? To late now. C.C. moved to Chromatica, a place with others like him.

It didn’t take long for C.C. to find himself wrapped up in a lot more than he had ever expected. As a teenager he had fiddled with drugs but more or less he was the hook up for his ‘friends’. Somehow he found himself doing it again but in a much larger scale when finding a job wasn’t as easy as he had figured. He soon found that a great deal of the best hook ups could only be acquired via the mafia. It took a lot more than he had estimated to find himself even able to be considered part of the mafia. Once he was though, man, did he have the ‘name-drops’ above all others. Even though he didn’t really know any of them personally, it was all by association of course. Needless to say C.C. now finds himself as a high priced in between man. Both keep their hands clean and he gets a good sum of money for his services, his very discrete services.

For his own personal pleasure (because money wise, well, C.C. is doing well to say the least) he started to work at a cute boutique not to far from his own upscale apartment. Using that extra money to buy simple things: clothes, books, salon day trips. It’s all about the simple pleasures in life after all right?

More on how he came to be in the Mafia:

Unlike most of his life, to which he was always handed opportunities, born with a silver spoon in his mouth, C.C. had to actually work to get where he is now. As a teenager coming into his own he made good use of the work ethic that was drilled into him by his parents and only continued to use it as he grew. Making a few bucks here and there off basic drugs and basic people was nice sure, but the big buyers, the ones willing to pay up…Well, they weren’t easy to get to, nor easy to be trusted by.

Like any good criminal he started off the lowly guy in the alley. Doing what ever it took to get out of that ‘office’ of his. Finding good use of his silver tongue he found himself moving up from the lowly alley to a some what better cliental.

He realized that perhaps this wasn’t going to be the easiest thing to get better at when playing…fair. He began to do his fair share of research. Checking out who exactly were the big suppliers. Finding, after a great deal of trouble, some rather juicy rumours. He had started to make a file of sort on others, for just in case purposes of course.
However it seemed through his research he stepped on some toes (though that’s not to say he didn’t do it on purpose, one will never know if it was his intentions or not). Next thing he knew he had the mafia on his tail. Hiding was all fine and dandy for a while, but people have ways of getting others to talk, and soon he found them knocking down his door. Unprepared for actually taking them down physically (after all C.C. doesn’t exactly well, work out really.) he found refuge in his abilities. Causing an almost wave of wind knocking the two lackeys out. He tied them up and had a friend of his drive them away, far away.

After the second time they’d been knocked out by the blue man they realized they’d have to come at him at a different angle. Instead of attacking him, maybe they could make good use of him. So it came to be that C.C. was enlisted, however, he found himself back at the bottom for a long while. Treated like a child among adults he made sure to correct them of that by climbing the ladder back up to where he once was. Though still not that high.

More on Day to Day life:

On a day to day basis C.C. works at a cute little fashion boutique. It generally caters to those who have way too much money on their hands. Candice is often requested by a few older women who hold his opinion to high regards, which he does to so at least they have that in common. Despite the fact that the man hates people he somewhat enjoys his job. Most of his coworkers are the gossip girl type whom he loves to listen to.

After work if he’s not at home reading or watching movies C.C. is probably out buying things he probably doesn’t need. Such as books, collectables (though he’d never admit to it), clothes, and of course the occasional day spa trip. Well, maybe not that occasional. Either way, if one didn’t know better they’d think C.C. was just a highly metro sexual man or gay man for that matter that liked to indulge himself quiet a lot more than most.

Powers:

Main

Air Solidification: One can manipulate the pressure of air molecules in order to become extremely dense. This allows a great range of possibilities. Though C.C.’s personal favorites are the walls and the blasts. The ability to send a hard burst of air like wind against another has come in handy more than once. As for the wall, well, C.C. doesn’t like getting hit, what can you do?

To do this though he needs to use not only a lot of personal control but also the air in the vicinity. In closed areas it doesn’t work to well. After using any of his abilities in long succession (I.E. over 30 minutes/ In the case of the walls it only takes 15 minutes) he starts to get very light headed. Which can gradually lead to him fainting or worse.

Sub
Whispers of desire: The ability to sense what others want or desire.

It’s rather vague, it more or less feels like a very strong intuition. Not to mention it only works for what ever one is currently at the moment wanting. He doesn’t use it much so it’s not that strong nor able to last to long.

Extra:

-His full name is “Candice Clementine Carlyle” Don’t ever. E.V.E.R. bring up his middle name.

-Can switch almost instantly from sweet to foul.

-If you look attractive to him he doesn’t care what gender you are.

-Very clean.

-Mother is half white half African-American and his father was of Italian ancestry

-Considers himself ‘post modern’

-Adores Horror/Sci-fi movies a lot more than he’d ever let on. (One his favorite movies being Event Horizon)

-Wants a large snake or large lizard as a pet.

-He's a very angry person deep down. Well not that deep, but he keeps quiet about it.

-Goes to the salon often.

-He has one trigger statement "Cut the bullshit" if you say this to him you bes hold yo ass and kiss it cuz you don't even know what you just asked for ya dig?

-That hair is a perm, he has wavy hair naturally.

-Born may 19th (Taurus)