V'cad
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"Excuse me she asked for NO PICKLES!"
BASICS
NAME: V'cad
GENDER: Cis Male
PRONOUNS: He/him/his
ORIENTATION: Unapologetically Pansexual
BIRTHDATE: Early Spring 2752
AGE: 25 as of Late Winter 2777
LOCATION: Semaca Weyr
OCCUPATION: Greenrider
WING: Minuet Wing
APPEARANCE
EYES: Brown
HAIR: Black
HEIGHT AND BUILD: 5'11", lean
PLAY-BY: N/A
EXPY SOURCE: N/A
FULL APPEARANCE:
A lean man built for speed, like his green, V'cad is just barely too short to be called a beanpole. He's quick on his feet and tries to keep himself always presentable. There is a comb in his pocket at all times. He keeps his hair short, able to style it however he wishes and comb it as soon as it is slightly out of place. His skin is tan, his eyes narrow. He has sharp cheekbones and a strong chin. He dresses casually, though there's a distinct look of him trying too hard to be casual.
PERSONALITY
PERSONALITY:
V'cad is a brash, abrasive sort of person. He loudly proclaims things that he believes are 100% true, and he cannot be swayed from his opinions and preconceived notions. He thinks he's some kind of defender of the weak and downtrodden, but he does it to be applauded and praised, not out of any kind of goodness of his heart. He's a selfish man who only wants praise heaped on him and to never be questioned one way or another. Having a dragon who doesn't really stand up for herself really sets him off, and it is the only time his intentions are actually pure. He loves his green as much as he loves himself.
There is no underlying lack of confidence, or any reason why he is like this. He just is. Just because he wants to be praised doesn't mean he's covering for something, he's just an asshole. And that's fine, to him anyways. Any time where his antics actually work out right is a coincidence, and he greets every setback with a tantrum and justifications as to why he's really right and everyone else is wrong.
HISTORY
FAMILY: Drudge parents at Telgar Weyr
SIGNIFICANT OTHER: N/A
BIRTHPLACE: Telgar Weyr
HISTORY:
Born to the most average of average, Vicad was a little pain the second he could walk. He was always trying to get into things he shouldn't, always trying to make himself the center of attention. He thrived on it, both good and bad. All the little troublemaker wanted was the spotlight and he was determined to always be in it, either by being in trouble or by pretending he was virtuous.
He started standing the second he was allowed.
Each hatching cycle was full of him bragging about how he'd be the best rider, that his dragon would be perfect to matter the color. And that part was true, as he truly didn't care about hide color.
Being passed over and over for five turns, finally his waiting paid off. Along with so many others, a timid, awkward and somewhat spineless green hatched, and he was in love. He was smitten with his Inderelleth, and she became his everything - outside of his constant need for attention. And that need did not pass. Even in Weyrlinghood he was a brash, outspoken, overconfident disaster. It didn't earn him many friends, but that didn't matter, he had his green.
Over the turns, along with Inderelleth's clutchmates, the cold of Telgar wore and wore. It was a collective decision, to all transfer at once to Semaca. V'cad was no exception. There was an entire continent of people who didn't know how cool he was!
A quick trip Between, and they were off to sunny lands.