DRESDIN, julian.

[JULIAN DRESDIN]

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JULIAN aloysius DRESDIN
I AM IMMORTAL, I HAVE INSIDE ME BLOOD OF KINGS.
I HAVE NO RIVAL, NO MAN CAN BE MY EQUAL.
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FULL NAME: Julian Aloysius Dresdin.
NICKNAMES: Most commonly referred to as The Tyrant by most of his "people". To those select few who are honoured enough to be graced with his presence shall refer and call him "The King" or something along those lines.
GENDER: male.
AGE: twenty-nine.
BIRTH-DATE: 19/april/1986.
SEXUALITY: asexual.
AFFILIATION: The New Order, of course.
OCCUPATION: Leader of the New Order/The Tyrant.

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BRIEF DESCRIPTION: regular build, appears to be very cunning and suspicious looking.

WEIGHT: a healthy 146 pounds.
HEIGHT: five foot eleven.
HAIR: black.
EYES: reddish/orange.
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: many scars running up his back and torso, one big one from the base of his neck to his chin.

FACE CLAIM: [b]DURADURA![/b], [i]izaya[/i]

HISTORY:
Julian was born 29 years ago in Las Vegas, Nevada. He was the single child of a 19 year old High School dropout, who had moved to Las Vegas from a small town to work as a dancer in a show. This gig was canceled early on, and so his mother had no choice but to use her beautiful body towards her advantage and became a hooker. After about six months, his mother, named Melanie discovered she was pregnant with one of her many client's unborn child. When Julian was born, Melanie made it apparent throughout his life that he was a mistake, and that he was unloved/unwanted. As he grew older, the harsh words escalated into physical abuse when Melanie started to drink and loose clients. Several years went by, and by the time Julian was nine, Child Services had already been called once beforehand. The "Nice People" claimed they'd send someone for him, but arrangements were never made, and Julian was stuck in that small hell hole with his mother for another six years.

Six years went by, and after another drunken beating, something in Julian snapped. Jumping on her back, he basically beat her half to death before taking his favoured jacket and a wad-full of money, he set his own house on fire, with his half-dead mother left inside of it, never looking back. For about a year and a half after this, Julian was living on the streets as a Gunrunner for a fairly large-scale gang known as the Syndicate. Working his way up to the top, he eventually landed the position of Second-in-Command, as his predecessor had a fatal "accident", (via being pushed down eight stories by yours truly.) When the leader had a heart attack and died suddenly, Julian was made the leader. After expanding trades with other gangs and still managing to keep it "hush-hush" from the honest cops, he attracted the attention of the Senator of Nevada, Senator Preston.

Senator Preston said, that if Julian were to, supply the good Senator with that he wanted, he'd make sure the Syndicate was kept quiet and payed handsomely. Obviously, the deal was made. About a year or so later, Julian and the Senator were good friends, and spent much of their free time hanging out and smoking cigars and such manly things. Several years went by, and as a strapping twenty-five year old, Julian left the Syndicate behind him, leaving for a higher power as House of Representatives Member for the State of Nevada. Later on that year, he began to orchestrate a plan so great, so ambitious, that you'd have to be as insane as him to even think of. He was going to completely overthrow the American Government. With his seductive charm and wit, Julian surprisingly enough, was able to gain about ten supporters. Four of them were on the Cabinet, two were also in the House of Representatives, three were Governors and then there was the Vice-President himself.

The future seemed bright for the conspirators. And with Julian's many resources and links still tied with the Syndicate, he was able to score many additional supporters. And in due time, with most of the Cabinet and Congress bribed and hushed, Julian's Party, which they called "The New Order", was ready. On December 21, 2012, the supposed "End of the World", Julian and his supporters shocked the world by completely taking over the American Government which had been in effect for over three centuries. Nearly immediately afterwords, a Resistance Group started up. At first, they were nothing more than a minor annoyance. But as the next six months passed, after countless riots, beat downs and crashed raids/stings, they were still going strong. So, The Tyrant had his Scientists release something out into the Public that made nearly half of the population die. A near-perfect copy of the Bubonic Plague that had ravished most of Europe in the fourteenth century. It was, without a doubt, one of his favourite toys. And he released it into the public on June 26th, 2013.

Though the Resistance's numbers have dropped significantly, The Tyrant still has not hesitated to post guards on every street, and keep many spies within the Resistance. He would know their every thought and move for as long as he took in a breath of air. After all, it is war.
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POSITIVE TRAITS:

• intelligent.
  
• cunning.
  
• perceptive.
  
• creative.
  
• independent.
  
• charismatic.
  
• strategic.
  
• confident.
  

NEGATIVE TRAITS:

• sadistic.
  
• ambitious.
  
• extremely paranoid.
  
• homicidal.
  
• a complete sociopath.
  
• untrusting.
  
• narcissistic.
  
• cocky.
  
• egotistical.
  
• cynical.
  
• ruthless.
  
• phobic.
  
• insane.
  
• rude.
  
• cold.
  
• heartless.
  
• judgmental.
  
• greedy.
  

LOVES:

• being "king"
  
• burning things.
  
• politics.
  
• perfection.
  
• himself.
  

HATES:

• women.
  
• children.
  
• the Resistance.
  
• people.
  
• liars.
  
• thieves.
  
• religion.
  
• animals.
  
• alcoholics.
  
• being touched.
  
• telephones.
  
• keys.
  
• music with words.
  
• creepers.
  
• runny yokes in eggs.
  
• eggnog.
  
• pencils that have been chewed on.
  
• the entire Russian Language.
  
  

FEARS:

• women.
  
• children.
  
• ants. [YES, ants.]
  
• chewed-on pencils.
  
• bleach.
  
• the Russian Language.
  
• his people.
  
• getting fat.
  
• prostitutes.
  
• God.
  
• letter openers.
  
• germs.
  
• flight.
  
• boats.
  
• bears.
  
• sharks.
  
• dead fish.
  
• death.
  
• somehow being infected with his own virus.
  
• "commoners".
  
  SKILLS:
  
  
• arson.
  
• politics.
  
• lockpicking.
  
• turning people against one another.
  

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PERSONAL ITEMS:

• his jacket.
  
• key that opens everything in Detroit.
  
• signet ring.
  

WEAPONS:

While The Tyrant himself does not use weapons all that much anymore, he still has his trusty Kimber Gold Match 2 Pistol.click. He usually keeps it hidden under his jacket in a holster. More information about this particular weapon can be found here. He also tends to carry around a Swiss Army Knife.
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I, Gambit, promise to follow all of the Proboards Rules, as well as This is War's. I will obey the Queens and not take anything that doesn't belong to me. I also play Isaiah Harbinger. I am fourteen, and have been roleplaying for two years. I rather enjoy watching anime & British Comedy. and eating chocolate pocky. I discovered this magical place because I help make it.

[SIREN!]

ACCEPTED.
and so it begins. ~