Post by Enzo Viloria on Dec 29, 2015 19:10:45 GMT -5
Enzo Viloria
Basic Information
Age
21
Race
Sandman
Height
5'11
Eye Color
Grey-Blue
Distinguishing marks/tattoos
The mark of The Sandman on his right collarbone
Powers
Ability to control sand & dreams
Still learning how to truly become a sandman, so more powers should come to him in time.
Weapons
Any weapon of his choice, typically made out of sand and solidified into what the weapon would typically be made of by using his powers.
Personality
Enzo is a shy person who, when talking, becomes very flustered and begins to stumble on his words. He is calm natured and typically very hard to anger. He's currently wanting to be more focused on his schooling, but things have come up that are standing in the way of him finishing his PhD. Asking him about his field of study is typically a bad idea unless you want to hear his entire 150 page thesis!
Life Story
Becoming a Sandman
Enzo had woken up in his New York loft and had sand in his eyes, he wiped it out and yawned and more sand began to swirl around him. He was unsure as to what was happening, and then, an old man stood in front of him. He stood about 6 foot tall, and had a long, white beard that blended in with his white hair. He had glasses that sat on the bridge of his nose and an hourglass that hung around his neck along with a staff that stood about 5 foot tall. The man gave a weary smile, and began his speech in a shaky voice, "Enzo Viloria, you've been chosen. You are the next Sandman. You have been chosen by the Fates and you must begin your training now. The life that you had thought to of been living is a lie, and it will all change now. Pack your bags for the journey ahead young man, your new life is about to begin." Sand once again swirled through the air and then, the man vanished.
Enzo's young eyes widen as the man talked and he did as the man said, then sat on his bed. His little legs hung over the side and he scribbled a note to his parents, telling them what had happened, they would never believe him, he was 7 years old, what would they think ? He was stolen and forced to write a letter of complete nonsense. That's what it would be. That is what they would think. Once he finished writing, the sand appeared again, but this time, it surrounded him, he was taken to another land, the Dreamland.
The Dreamland was a place where only things in your wildest dreams were thought to exist, anything you could imagine, it ran through this world. The man who had come to him had appeared before him once more, this time, with a lighter smile, and he placed a firm hand on his shoulder and spoke once more, "My name is Ritpillio, but you may call me Rip. I will be looking after you until you've come into control of your powers completely. and I will be the one to train you." and with this, Enzo's new life began.
Enzo's Life Before the Eclipse
Enzo was biting on the inside of his lip as he typed up his paper, he had been a Sandman, yes, but, that wasn't his only duty, he was also a first year grad student at MIT and was studying to get his doctorate in archaeology and paleontology. He had always expected it to be hard, but never this hard. Balancing both a normal, human life, along with the life of a Sandman was something to be proud of, and he did it...well, maybe not perfectly, he had to play with his professors dreams once in awhile to get test answers, but, that was besides the point. He had made it through undergrad school, and he was proud of himself, but this, this was his next step, he would get his masters, and continue through to reach his lifetime dreams. He would travel the world, see the dreams of all of dead beings that he dug up, and solve the mysteries of the past. Sure, books told some things, but experiencing them for real, this was something that could never be passed up.
As he attempted to write his paper, a bang sounded against his loft window, and he frowned, pushed away from the desk and went over to see what it was. A note was hanging on the cracked, but, not broken glass. "There is a place where you belong, hurry, your ticket awaits you in Disney world, your time has come to bring the Sandman name back into what it once was, the stories that everyone was told as a children about us, that has become a long lost memory, but now, it is our duty to bring us back into the modern world."
Enzo frowned, his dreams would have to be put on hold. His Sandman duties had to come first, it was part of the promise that he had made to Rip before he had passed, and it was a promise that he would keep. He went to his dresser, packed a bag, closed out of his paper after saving it a few hundred times for safe keeping, and booked himself a flight to none other, than the world famous Disney world.
After the Eclipse
Once everyone was gone, things changed for Enzo. He woke up with his powers returned him in the Land of Sand. His quest was a failure and there was nothing that he could do to change that. He went back to his normal life though and continued with finishing his schooling. This wasn't necessarily bad thing or something that Enzo was upset about though. This was what he wanted, to finish school, live a normal life. He never wanted to be a Sandman, but he didn't have a choice in the matter.
Enzo was on his way home from watching over about 350 students take their last final of the semester. He was a TA and was dreading having to grade each test, but thankful that the scantron machine would do most of the work for him. He walked into the room, put the tests in to be graded, and then everything went dark. The lights went off, the room went silent, and Enzo went on the defence. Everything happened so fast, Enzo was attacked from all angles and nothing his sand could do helped. They found their way through the sand defence that he had put up by nullifying his powers and then before he knew it, he was knocked out.
He woke up in a cell, machines were hooked up to him and doctors were surrounding him. He was afraid for his life, he wasn't sure what was happening to him but what he did know was that his body was weak and he felt powerless. It felt like forever and things just were not looking good for his survival. Enzo was changed, he knew he was going to die, and because of this he just allowed everything to happen. He stopped struggling when the guards came for him, stopped trying to live. He refused the food and water offered to him and when they saw that he was giving up, they began to give him the nutrients needed and hydrating him through IV while he was under for more testing.
What felt like a lifetime later, they came for him. The Immortals had come to rescue him and he heard the soft singing of a young girl. It had to of been the young girl that he had met in Disney. Her singing was soothing but the guards were coming, he had to protect himself once more. One last stand and the sandstorm erupted throughout the room and then everything went black once more. Enzo passed out only to wake up surrounded by people. Most that he never knew, but there were a few familiar faces accompanied by many new faces. He was afraid, nervous, what if this was all another trap, another illusion he was cast under by the Hunters. He wasn't sure what was going to happen, so he played dead. He would pretend to continue to sleep until somebody made a move. He had to make sure things were real for once. He refused to let his guard down.
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