Alistair "The Count of Midway" Covok
Aug 15, 2013 23:40:52 GMT -5
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Post by The Count of Midway on Aug 15, 2013 23:40:52 GMT -5
IC Info
Played By= Ioan Gruffudd
Category= Count
Name = Alistair Covok
Alias/Nicknames = Alistair, "The Count", "Count", "Ali" by those he allows to do so.
Age = 38
Status = Single
Height = 6'2"
Weight = 200 lbs
Eye Color = Brown
Hair Color = Black
General Demeanor/Personality = Emotionless. Observant. Angered. Ruthless. Good sense of humor. Playful almost. Controlling. Vengeful. Cunninig. Sociopath.
Best Skills = Reading people. Talking and causing fear. He's also well versed in hand to hand combat, though he attempts to not find himself in the situation where he has to use those skills.
General Skills = He has no use for them anymore, but picking pockets and slight of hand as well as acting. He need those skills more in his younger years to help with his survival.
Reputation = Alistair had only been the Count of Midway for a short period of time, but he was merciless in his ruling and swift to dole out punishment when it was needed. He'd attempt fear first, hoping that he would be abe to stay his hand most of the time. He was also shrewd in his business dealings, keeping is own coffers filled as well as his boss' and those who played by his rules.
Brief Bio (3 or more Paragraphs) =
Alistair's life started not unlike a lot of others aboard Midway. He was born to a drug addicted mother and the man who used her in payment for said drugs. His mother mother and her boyfriend raised the boy for the first ten years of his life on the commoners decks of the station. His childhood consisted of friends, schooling, breaking his "parents" apart when they fought and taking care of his mother when she found herself too drugged out to do it herself. The only solace the boy had was when he was by himself, practicing his "magic" that he'd discovered on mini-motions. They'd been found in his mothers closet, packed away from the light of day. Unfortunately for
Alistair, his mother and her boyfriend eventually come to the conclusion that he was too much of a burden on them and their life-style. So one day, in the wee hours of the "morning", Alistair was fed one of his mother's favorite chemical drugs. A tiny pill, pinkish in color was shoved down his throat and he was left by himself until the drug kicked in. High and unable to defend himself, Alistair was carried inside a trash receptical from the commoners decks to the Underside and unceremoniously dumped outside of his true father's residence. Little did Alistair know that he would soon come face to face with The Count of Midway, and his father.
Obviously this knowledge would not have done either of them well at the time, so The Count simply pushed him off into one of the numerous orphan gangs calling the Underside their home. Of course The Count made sure Alistair was as healthy as he could be, but other than that, the man took no part in Alistair's childhood. As he grew into a teen, Alistair began using that talent of slight of hand that he'd taught himself to start making his own living, and caring for the younger children within his group. As of yet, he'd never thought about being anything other than he was.
However, on one particular "mission" for his little group, Alistair found himself rummaging through a commoners room, looking for anything he might be able to barter for trade coins when he came across a suitcase shuffed deep inside of a bedroom closet. Upon opening it, he found something that would forever change his life. Settle inside and folded neatly were seven complete suits, and their matching shoes. It seemed so unassuming at the time, but Alistair found himself enamored by them. Why? That was anyone's guess, but after returning to the Underside, Alistair refused to trade them, sell them, or even allow the others to look at them. They were his, and in private he found they would not fit...but someday...
Fastforward fifteen years and Alistair found himself as a well established thief within the Counts fold. He was trusted, and that was perhaps a huge mistake for the man. Alistair still held the grudge from his childhood and knew he'd never be able to shake it. It wasn't took much longer until he approached by a woman with the name "BlackDeath". In the future he would come to know her true name, but at the time he didn't ask. All he was concerned with were her plans for this blackout and the mayham she was looking to cause during it. Without much thinking, he'd agree to help...on the condition once the job was done, he was given the positon Count of Midway. Alistair's part in the whole plan was rather small, but important none the less. He was to set up a meeting with his father and the High-Count.
It was an interesting feat, but one he fought hard to accomplish. After sending word to his father that he'd found something that he, as well as the High-Count should see, a location was selected and in secret he got that location to "BlackDeath". His part over, Alistair merely waited for the black out. On that particular day, just before the lights went out, Alistair was standing in front of a broken mirror, cracked and jagged around the edges but still useful. He'd been getting dressed, those shiny new shoes and those fancy suits finally fitting about his form. In actuality, they had fit for years now...but he had no use for them until now. He'd just finished slipping on a grey blazer over a dark black button up as it all went dark. While the sound of death and destrustion surrounded his little room, Alistair only smiled. He was ready to reinvent himself.
Played By= Ioan Gruffudd
Name = Alistair Covok
Alias/Nicknames = Alistair, "The Count", "Count", "Ali" by those he allows to do so.
Age = 38
Status = Single
Height = 6'2"
Weight = 200 lbs
Eye Color = Brown
Hair Color = Black
General Demeanor/Personality = Emotionless. Observant. Angered. Ruthless. Good sense of humor. Playful almost. Controlling. Vengeful. Cunninig. Sociopath.
Best Skills = Reading people. Talking and causing fear. He's also well versed in hand to hand combat, though he attempts to not find himself in the situation where he has to use those skills.
General Skills = He has no use for them anymore, but picking pockets and slight of hand as well as acting. He need those skills more in his younger years to help with his survival.
Reputation = Alistair had only been the Count of Midway for a short period of time, but he was merciless in his ruling and swift to dole out punishment when it was needed. He'd attempt fear first, hoping that he would be abe to stay his hand most of the time. He was also shrewd in his business dealings, keeping is own coffers filled as well as his boss' and those who played by his rules.
Brief Bio (3 or more Paragraphs) =
Alistair's life started not unlike a lot of others aboard Midway. He was born to a drug addicted mother and the man who used her in payment for said drugs. His mother mother and her boyfriend raised the boy for the first ten years of his life on the commoners decks of the station. His childhood consisted of friends, schooling, breaking his "parents" apart when they fought and taking care of his mother when she found herself too drugged out to do it herself. The only solace the boy had was when he was by himself, practicing his "magic" that he'd discovered on mini-motions. They'd been found in his mothers closet, packed away from the light of day. Unfortunately for
Alistair, his mother and her boyfriend eventually come to the conclusion that he was too much of a burden on them and their life-style. So one day, in the wee hours of the "morning", Alistair was fed one of his mother's favorite chemical drugs. A tiny pill, pinkish in color was shoved down his throat and he was left by himself until the drug kicked in. High and unable to defend himself, Alistair was carried inside a trash receptical from the commoners decks to the Underside and unceremoniously dumped outside of his true father's residence. Little did Alistair know that he would soon come face to face with The Count of Midway, and his father.
Obviously this knowledge would not have done either of them well at the time, so The Count simply pushed him off into one of the numerous orphan gangs calling the Underside their home. Of course The Count made sure Alistair was as healthy as he could be, but other than that, the man took no part in Alistair's childhood. As he grew into a teen, Alistair began using that talent of slight of hand that he'd taught himself to start making his own living, and caring for the younger children within his group. As of yet, he'd never thought about being anything other than he was.
However, on one particular "mission" for his little group, Alistair found himself rummaging through a commoners room, looking for anything he might be able to barter for trade coins when he came across a suitcase shuffed deep inside of a bedroom closet. Upon opening it, he found something that would forever change his life. Settle inside and folded neatly were seven complete suits, and their matching shoes. It seemed so unassuming at the time, but Alistair found himself enamored by them. Why? That was anyone's guess, but after returning to the Underside, Alistair refused to trade them, sell them, or even allow the others to look at them. They were his, and in private he found they would not fit...but someday...
Fastforward fifteen years and Alistair found himself as a well established thief within the Counts fold. He was trusted, and that was perhaps a huge mistake for the man. Alistair still held the grudge from his childhood and knew he'd never be able to shake it. It wasn't took much longer until he approached by a woman with the name "BlackDeath". In the future he would come to know her true name, but at the time he didn't ask. All he was concerned with were her plans for this blackout and the mayham she was looking to cause during it. Without much thinking, he'd agree to help...on the condition once the job was done, he was given the positon Count of Midway. Alistair's part in the whole plan was rather small, but important none the less. He was to set up a meeting with his father and the High-Count.
It was an interesting feat, but one he fought hard to accomplish. After sending word to his father that he'd found something that he, as well as the High-Count should see, a location was selected and in secret he got that location to "BlackDeath". His part over, Alistair merely waited for the black out. On that particular day, just before the lights went out, Alistair was standing in front of a broken mirror, cracked and jagged around the edges but still useful. He'd been getting dressed, those shiny new shoes and those fancy suits finally fitting about his form. In actuality, they had fit for years now...but he had no use for them until now. He'd just finished slipping on a grey blazer over a dark black button up as it all went dark. While the sound of death and destrustion surrounded his little room, Alistair only smiled. He was ready to reinvent himself.