Darcy Leone (The Last Immortal)

[Darcy Leone]

(Darcy Gabriel Leone)
is the name, nice to meet you too.

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SAY WE MET AT THE BAR ,
WHEN I DON'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU ARE.[/color][/font]
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SO KIDDO, WHATS YOUR NAME?[/COLOR]
Darcy. Darcy Leone. I could care less about my name.
GOT ANY NICKNAMES?[/COLOR]
Men who kneeled before me in their last words called me the Immortal Child. Other then that, no other nicknames would be sufficient.
THANKS. JUST HOW OLD ARE YOU?[/COLOR]
I have been 16 years, 6 months and 28 days old for 400 years.
JUST TO MAKE SURE – MALE OR FEMALE?[/COLOR]
Male.
EXCELLENT. WHAT WAY DO YOU SWING?[/COLOR]
Sexual Orientation? Heterosexual.
WAIT A MINUTE – YOU LOOK FAMILIAR. HAVE I SEEN YOU BEFORE?[/COLOR]
People tell me all of the time that I look like this kid... Zac Efron. Never seen a film with him in it. I couldn't justify that.

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COME ON AND FLY WITH ME ,
AS WE MAKE OUR GREAT ESCAPE.[/color][/font]
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I HEAR YOU'RE STILL IN SCHOOL. WHAT SCHOOL DO YOU ATTEND?[/COLOR]
South Highschool.
SURE, SURE. AND WHAT GRADE ARE YOU IN?[/COLOR]
I am a Junior.
UH HUH. YOU LIKE IT THERE?[/COLOR]
Opinion seldom matters. My studies carry on. My extracurricular activities. Life is good.

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NOTHING ABOUT YOU IS TYPICAL ,
NOTHING ABOUT YOU IS PREDICTABLE.[/color][/font]
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JUST WONDERING – IS THIS HOW YOUR HAIR LOOKS LIKE MOST OF THE TIME?[/COLOR]
It's a natural brown color with a slight wavy style to it. Not quite short or long.
THEY SAY THE EYES ARE THE WINDOWS TO THE SOUL. TELL ME ABOUT YOURS.[/COLOR]
It's a deep ice blue. It mirrors a reflection of my soul. Its callous lack of care.
AH. SO WHAT WOULD YOU CONSIDER YOUR BODY BUILD TO BE?[/COLOR]
I would consider myself to be athletic.
GREAT. HOW WOULD YOU DESCRIBE YOUR PERSONAL STYLE?[/COLOR]
I simply make sure I'm at the height of fashion to keep up with this ever changing youth. You don't want to see me wearing tights in America... *Shudders* Oh no. Bad idea.

I SEE. ANY DISTINGUISHING FEATURES?[/COLOR]
There is a marking on my arm of a 6. It was my initiation into an organization many would consider dead today to be known as The League of Shadows.
WHAT, IN YOUR OPINION, WOULD PEOPLE THINK OF YOU AT FIRST SIGHT?[/COLOR]
That I am handsome, quiet and there is more to me then what would seemingly be a happy person. They never put their finger on it until they become a display piece for my Katana.

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I'M THE PRESS CONFERENCE ,
YOU'RE A CONVERSATION.[/color][/font]
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YOU'RE DOING GREAT. NOW TELL ME ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU LIKE.[/COLOR]
1. Balance.
2. Meticulous Planning.
3. Warfare.
4. Honor.
5. Coffee truly is a wonderful drink. I love it.

MHM. WHAT ABOUT THE THINGS THAT YOU DON'T LIKE?[/COLOR]
1. Men and women who stand in the way of balance.
2. Chaos.
3. Love. (It strikes many)
4. Pacifism.
5. Men who live when they lose the right.

GREAT. NOW TELL ME WHAT YOU'RE GOOD AT.[/COLOR]
What am I good at? Swordsmanship, Hand to hand combat, Ranged weaponry accessibility ranging from ninja stars to firearms. Asassinations. Tactics. Acrobatics. Technology. i could go on and on about my skills... But those are the ones I am most proficient in.

NOW YOUR WEAKNESSES. I APOLOGIZE FOR THIS BEING SO LONG.[/COLOR]
1.Trusting others.
2. I am mortal unless brought to The Lazarus Pits when critically injured.
YEAH..DO YOU HAVE ANY GOALS THAT YOU WISH TO ACCOMPLISH?[/COLOR]
To truly protect the order of the world. Starting with Gotham.
MMM..WHAT ARE YOU AFRAID OF?
1. Falling in Love.
2. Failure.
HAVE ANY HABITS OR QUIRKS? DON'T WORRY, I HAVE TOO.[/COLOR]
Breathing scarecly. People question sometimes based on my emotionless face and ease to deprive myself of oxygen that I'm inhuman.
EVERYONE HAS DEEP DARK SECRETS, RIGHT? YOURS? DON'T WORRY, I WON'T TELL A SOUL.[/COLOR]
I betrayed my master as soon as he killed an innocent woman, proclaiming it to be just. He is dead now, but not by my hands. A remaining member of the once great League of Shadows informed me of a better fighter then my former master, Ra's al Ghul. He dresses up as a bat and terrorizes the criminal underworld... He is a worthy man.
COULD YOU DESCRIBE YOURSELF IN ONE WORD?[/COLOR]
Deadly.
TELL ME ABOUT YOURSELF, OVERALL.[/COLOR]
I am a what you would call a man of little perplexity but great skill. I am an obsever. Whenever I see something that violates the unwritten laws of The League of Shadows, I step in and assist the right side in battle. There isn't much to my personality. When the balance in nature is disturbed, it is up to the Immortals to destroy that disturbance.

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PUT ON A SHOW ,
I WANNA SEE HOW YOU LOSE CONTROL.[/color][/font]
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DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS?[/COLOR]
None alive.
LOVELY. MANY PEOPLE HAVE PETS – DO YOU?[/COLOR]
No.
FASCINATING. I HOPE YOU DON'T MIND MY ASKING, BUT WHAT'S YOUR BACKGROUND?[/COLOR]
I was born as a Catholic. But living as long as I have has lead me to becoming more or less an athiest.
WELL, ALMOST DONE. BUT WHERE DO YOU LIVE APART FROM HERE?[/COLOR]
I bought a mansion from my wealth, or I should say: The wealth of the enemies I slain. It is of some luxery but I don't spend money on sporting goods or fotunable items. The money goes into storing my complete arsenal of weapons in hidden compartments all over my mansion. Defence mainly. When you have enough recourses, it becomes a valuable concept.
DO, TELL ME ABOUT YOUR PAST. DON'T WORRY, THIS IS THE LAST THING THAT I WILL BE ASKING.[/COLOR]

I was born into French Nobility in the early 17th century. Seeking adventure with my Arab slave Kiauni, we traveled to Middle East the week on my 16th birthday. My studies advanced me to a vast knowledge of the world. One day, as our camels strode their last strides in the Sahara desert, five men of equal dignities silently walked up to myself and my dieing slave. They carried Scimitars, spoke in a language that only Kiauni understood at the time. The language as I learned was early Farcei. It's intricacy drove me mad as I tried to learn it. That's a story for another time. The five men asked the both of us a question. Kiauni agreed. The five men could only take one of us with them to salvation, so Kiauni agreed to save his master... My own life to benefit my family's name. Kiauni was put to death and I was soon knocked unconcsious by the butt of a caucasion man's sword.

I awoke in chains. Only one man of the 5 knew proper English and French. Languages that I spoke fluently. He offered me redemption. Adventure. The exploration of what fear truly was. And as I bit into the forbidden fruit of my new master's labour, I learned valuable skills that make men like me monsters for the killers and rapists of this world. I became the 6th and final member of the League of Shadows. As stated before when you asked me about any secrets I posessed, yes I did leave my master. He lost concept of true balance and thus his life was engulfed in darkness from the moment I left him, to the moment he found Bruce Wayne.

Bruce Wayne would've been the 7th elite member of the League of Shadows. If he had taken up my former master's offer, his life would have become immortal. Like mine. He chose the path of righteousness instead of going along with the plans of a genocidal man. I must give him credit for that.

Of course you must be asking yourself now before you ask me. How have I been 16 for 400 years? The final piece of my history lies deep in the Himmalayas. A secret passage inside one of the mountains leads to a hidden hot spring. It became known by legend as The Lazerous Pits. By bathing in that hotspring, I gained immortality. And for 300 more years shall I never age again. Granted there is no perfection to this great bath. I am still prone to injury if I'm not careful. But a bath in the Pits regenerates the lives of those sworn into the League of Shadows. It is a holy and tainted spring. I am cursed to be an adolescant. But blessed with life to bring about order.


THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR TIME.[/COLOR]
You're quite welcome.

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I'M GIVING UP SLOWLY ,
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Hey hey hey, my name is Mitch[/COLOR],
and I am 17 years old. I
am of the male species. I have
been roleplaying for about 4
now. My other characters here are Jack Napier
Anyways, I have a couple of things to say:
This is a test to see if I can squeeze time in with both a major character and minor..
So...bye! See you guys around
Oh, and this is my rp sample:

Darcy stood at the end of the hallway, crossing his arms and looking at the clock. Waiting for someone in pariticular. A young Football jock walked up to him and gave him a grimace, shoulder-checking Darcy.

[yellow]"Watch where you're going asswipe."[/yellow]

Darcy simple smiled and said nothing. He didn't need to. He was provoking the little caveman by staring. The Football player's eyes widened as he pushed Darcy again.

[yellow]"Hey pussy. I'm talking to you! You got a problem? Well-Do ya- AGH![/yellow]

Darcy grabbed a hold of the taller boy's testies. He began to squeeze slowly as his grip tightened. The boys eyes looked like they were going to pop out of their sockets. Darcy simply kept smiling when the terrified kid asked:

[yellow]"Whu-What are you doing?"[/yellow]

Darcy's cold eyes narrowed.

[orange]"Your not so big when your dick isn't out and measured for everyone to see."[/orange]

He squeezed a little tighter. Maybe the boy would get the message.

[orange]"I don't know who you think you are, big man. But this is my world when I have a hold of your life. Don't tempt me to take you out of it."[/orange]

He let go and the kid dropped to the foor grabbing his crotch and panting. His long finger pointed at the source of the boy's massive testosterone/alpha male personna, his English accent standing out in the crowd of people.

[orange]"That isn't your brain. So for once in your pathetic life, stop thinking with it."[/orange]

He strolled lightly down the hallway, emotionless as if nothing happened. People stared, girls swooned and Darcy just... Didn't care. He would have to meet that person another time...

[Peter Bishop]

ACCEPTED!

[Darcy Leone]

I'm picking my best charrie back up.