I just love names that start with ‘A’ xD // Atlas Gard // He died somewhere around the age of 20. He’s the hawt, dead janitor >:D // Male, He/Him // Pansexual // Norwegian, Draugr (ice zombie) // Atlas is a tall individual, standing at around 6’5”. His appearance is much too striking for that of a janitor- more fitting that of a Grecian statue. His skin is a fair white, paler than snow itself, and remains completely untouched by blemishes or rot as you’d imagine most zombie’s. His hair is long and luxurious, falling down his shoulders in shimmering waves of obsidian. His hair reaches his ankles when let down completely- so he usually wears it up to clean. When he’s on the job, Atlas wears a stone mask, resembling that of the stereotypical zombie. He finds it funny what humans have come up with. His chin is pointed, though his jaw is quite squared. His cheekbones are well defined and high upon his fairly skinned face. His eyes are a glowing, cool turquoise blue in a siren shaping. His lashes are long and black- almost feminine, but not quite- and add to his shocking beauty. His brows are thin and arched. Atlas’ ears are sharp, like an elves, but rounded to the point where it has been rendered debatable. His body is thin and in an inverted triangle shaping, layered with muscle nonetheless. Along his left ab is a collection of amethyst-like crystals, laying along his cold marble-like skin. His unfair beauty shocks most, considering the fact that he chose to be a janitor and… absolutely put it to waste. In all honesty, he knows nothing of his own attractiveness. Atlas’ features naturally shimmer, causing him to have a healthy (though slightly unearthly) glow to him. When he’s on the job, Atlas will also wear the basic janitors suit- though in some of the school colors of black and white. He wears a pair of long gloves as well and black, heeled boots up to his knees in length. He practically covers all showing skin. Nobody really knows what Atlas looks like- considering the fact that he’s always working in a mask and a janitors suit, however. When he’s off work or alone, he has just about the flashiest wardrobe you’ll ever see. It’s not that he’s overconfident in his appearance- as previously mentioned, he’s clueless to it- he just feels good in them. It makes him feel young (he hates being old). This wardrobe is consisted of many different styles- though he usually sticks to modern and classy looks, such as suits and leather. // Atlas is a very calm individual. He’s cool and collected- overall nearly impossible to insult. He sees every insult as a backhanded compliment. He’s an optimist- though that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have doubts about the world. Atlas can be very strict- especially when it comes to cleaning. He won’t settle for anything less than his own work (which, I may add, is as close to perfection as one can be). He doesn’t speak often, and when he does, it’s brief and to the point. // Atlas loves winter plants- even if he withers them on contact. He’s a massive Queen fan, and loves steaks of all kinds. He likes to laugh- though he doesn’t often- and enjoys the feeling of a warm embrace, considering the fact that he’s so cold himself. He wouldn’t ever admit it- but he’s always dreamed of romance. He’s not much of a flirt, but he’s a huge complimenter and loves to see others smile. // Atlas doesn’t like pointing out or talking about his age- it makes him feel ancient. Which he is- but still, it’s not a great feeling. He dislikes dirty spaces, dirty people, and anyone who’s too lazy to clean themselves or something else up. He hates the color yellow, and can’t stand it when somebody crafts something wrongly. He’s not the judging type, though he has strong opinions. // Atlas brings the cold everywhere he goes- and that’s why he wears gloves on the job. Anything that can freeze will when he’s in the area. His body releases a thin and freezing mist at all times, causing any living thing around him to chill. Along with this, he can see and walk the dreams of the living. His strength is enhanced as well. He possesses the ability to shift into an actual Draugr- basically a massive scary ice demon man- but he never does and probably never will. He finds it disrespectful of himself, and completely energy draining. If he overuses his dreamwalking, he gets horrible headaches and usually can’t function the entire rest of the day. Atlas can only eat meat- so he gets hard to feed. He often substitutes himself to animals, though he craves the flesh of humans often- to his own horror. // N/A // Do we have one yet? :sweats: I- uh- lemme go check the (Dromerra) thing~ // QuOtE tiMe “…I think everything holds its own beauty. You just have to look closely enough to see it.” “It’s a little bright, don’t you think?” “Pick up the wrapper, will you?” “How old am I? Old enough to know not to answer that question.” “Yes ma’am. Right away.” “Too close- right- my apologies.” ~He just wants to be lUvEd~
