Name: Anthony “Wouldn’t you like to know”
Nicknames: Tony (he will bite you if you call him this)
Gender: Male
Age: Physically 15
Faction: Demon
Race: Serpentine Demon
Natural Ability: Shapeshifting – Can transform into a monstrous (think greyhound bus sized) serpent. Usually not useful for anything unless you just want to scare the ever loving hell out of someone but it’s impressive.
Personality:
- Never do Today, what you can do Tomorrow – Anthony seems like a very lazy lump at first. No initiate, no drive, just a slick pile of pretty who will talk at length about anything. He prefers taking his time with things and has the patience of a rock so he is never in a hurry to bother getting anything done since he knows it can all wait. If it can’t then someone else will do it anyway right?
Mind like a Steel Trap – Despite being a completely lazy lump Anthony does enjoy learning. He eats up knowledge like it’s air and never misses a chance to learn (even if he will –act- like he’s completely disinterested). He’s usually found slumped in the back of a class looking like the most board kid ever but he’s probably been paying more attention than you (except for –you-. You know who you are you nerd.)
People Love Me – Or more that Anthony loves people. LOVES them. He always wants to be where everyone is (even if he doesn’t want to -do- what everyone’s doing because ew). He can generally worm snake his way into any conversation without causing too much of a fuss. He does try to be unobtrusive even if he is going to stick his nose into everything. He’d probably just congeal into a blob of depressed goo if he couldn’t be social.
Vanity thy name is … – Anthony is always up on the latest -everything- though his favorite topics are fashion and gadgets. He likes keeping up with trends and always likes having the newest tech he can get his scaly little mits on. Plus he’s always got to look good and to look good you have to know what’s good to be looked at in. While he does have a taste for classic Victorian flair he also lives modern takes on it. Anyone around him finding themselves lacking the latest fashion advice will quickly find themselves corrected, constantly. Usually until they give in and just let him re-do their look at least once.
Why are they enrolled in Amityville Academy? His parents were tired of looking at him (no, really) and decided the best course of action was to send him packing off to school so he could actually –do- something that didn’t involve shedding skin on their sofa and pestering the family cat.
