❝I'll stop the world and melt with you...❞
○My parents named me...Chronos Lucian Millicent
○But my friends call me...Chro (pronounced Crow) or just Chronos
○There were this many candles on my last birthday cake...18
○Can't you clearly tell? I'm a...Male
○My ancestors are known as...Father Time
○How I act? Well...I am usually fairly reserved around new people until I get to know them better. Even though I'm reserved though I do like to try new things. My curious nature has been known to get the better of me sometimes, but I still somehow never learn my lesson. I have been told that I am "extremely bright" and I am very attentive to details and things around me. It is these qualities, combined with my curiosity that leads me into trouble. I am by no means a troublemaker, but trouble does seem to follow me... I am also very stubborn. I don't like being told what I can and cannot do. And if someone tells me that I can't do something, there is an extremely strong impulse in me that is just screaming for me to prove them wrong.
○The powers I possess...Considering the fact that my family dating all the way back to the beginning of time has been the Keeper of Time, I can control time to an extent. This does not mean that if someone dies I can bring them back to life. Even if I had enough power to do that I'm not allowed to... unfortunately... I can also materialize myself for a good increment of time before I revert back to my normal state. I have one power that is unique to me though. I can somehow, talk to birds. Crows in particular. That's probably how I got my nickname. They seem to like me an awful lot since I can understand them and whatnot...
○My armory contains...Since I cannot rely on my Time Bending skills alone to get by, my family has made sure that I was well rounded when it came to weaponry. I am comfortable using most weapons but my forte lies with a bow and arrow. Why? It's light weight, extremely portable, and the ammo/arrows don't take long to reload. Whereas reloading a pistol cartridge takes forever.
○The record of my life reads...From the very beginning of time, there have been special beings that maintain the fabric of our existence. These beings were responsible for maintaining the balance of time and space. Throughout the years, humans have derived their own name for these beings; Father Time. With each year that passes by, Father Time is there, watching over the entire world, regulating each life and death that occurs. Even though Father Time is a mythical being, he can still die however. That is why it was essential for there to be an heir to the mythical legacy that was Father Time. My family is that legacy. From the very first Father Time, to all of my great-great-great..etc relatives in between. My grandfather was Father Time, and his heir of course was my father. When my grandfather passed away, my father assumed the position of Father Time.
When I was brought into this world my parents knew that I would be the next one in line to carry out the legacy. My powers began to make themselves known at a very early age. My father, began training me in the mystical powers of our ancestors so that one day when his time ran out, I would be able to take over. I learned the limitations of my powers rather early as well. When I was around ten years old, my mother became very very sick. The doctors told us that she was not going to last much longer. I had asked my dad if we could help her. You know, lengthen her time, or just slow down time altogether so that she wouldn't have to leave us. My dad told me that he knew I was upset, but we weren't allowed to do that, that it would upset the balance of the world. I however did not want to lose my mother. I had unleashed whatever power I had and tried my damn hardest not to lose her. In the process I almost ended my own life, and I wasn't able to save her...
My dad was not happy. But he couldn't really blame me. She was my mother, his wife... we were a family. That one tragedy didn't slow us down though. Time waits for no one. Literally in our case. My dad had to train me, he had to help me learn how to control my abilities before I really ended up killing myself one day by misusing them. So my training continued and now I can control my powers without causing any injuries to myself or the people around me. Maybe when I'm strong enough I can try to bring her back again.. I know I'm not supposed to but even if it's just for a minute, I'll be happy.
○I've got something else to tell...The lovely horns on my head are a result from my "breaking the rules." Since I attempted to mess with the balance of the world, I was punished by my physical appearance being altered. Technically it isn't altered though... I just have horns.
○The one who pulls me strings is...Optional Jesus
○But my friends call me...Chro (pronounced Crow) or just Chronos
○There were this many candles on my last birthday cake...18
○Can't you clearly tell? I'm a...Male
○My ancestors are known as...Father Time
○How I act? Well...I am usually fairly reserved around new people until I get to know them better. Even though I'm reserved though I do like to try new things. My curious nature has been known to get the better of me sometimes, but I still somehow never learn my lesson. I have been told that I am "extremely bright" and I am very attentive to details and things around me. It is these qualities, combined with my curiosity that leads me into trouble. I am by no means a troublemaker, but trouble does seem to follow me... I am also very stubborn. I don't like being told what I can and cannot do. And if someone tells me that I can't do something, there is an extremely strong impulse in me that is just screaming for me to prove them wrong.
○The powers I possess...Considering the fact that my family dating all the way back to the beginning of time has been the Keeper of Time, I can control time to an extent. This does not mean that if someone dies I can bring them back to life. Even if I had enough power to do that I'm not allowed to... unfortunately... I can also materialize myself for a good increment of time before I revert back to my normal state. I have one power that is unique to me though. I can somehow, talk to birds. Crows in particular. That's probably how I got my nickname. They seem to like me an awful lot since I can understand them and whatnot...
○My armory contains...Since I cannot rely on my Time Bending skills alone to get by, my family has made sure that I was well rounded when it came to weaponry. I am comfortable using most weapons but my forte lies with a bow and arrow. Why? It's light weight, extremely portable, and the ammo/arrows don't take long to reload. Whereas reloading a pistol cartridge takes forever.
○The record of my life reads...From the very beginning of time, there have been special beings that maintain the fabric of our existence. These beings were responsible for maintaining the balance of time and space. Throughout the years, humans have derived their own name for these beings; Father Time. With each year that passes by, Father Time is there, watching over the entire world, regulating each life and death that occurs. Even though Father Time is a mythical being, he can still die however. That is why it was essential for there to be an heir to the mythical legacy that was Father Time. My family is that legacy. From the very first Father Time, to all of my great-great-great..etc relatives in between. My grandfather was Father Time, and his heir of course was my father. When my grandfather passed away, my father assumed the position of Father Time.
When I was brought into this world my parents knew that I would be the next one in line to carry out the legacy. My powers began to make themselves known at a very early age. My father, began training me in the mystical powers of our ancestors so that one day when his time ran out, I would be able to take over. I learned the limitations of my powers rather early as well. When I was around ten years old, my mother became very very sick. The doctors told us that she was not going to last much longer. I had asked my dad if we could help her. You know, lengthen her time, or just slow down time altogether so that she wouldn't have to leave us. My dad told me that he knew I was upset, but we weren't allowed to do that, that it would upset the balance of the world. I however did not want to lose my mother. I had unleashed whatever power I had and tried my damn hardest not to lose her. In the process I almost ended my own life, and I wasn't able to save her...
My dad was not happy. But he couldn't really blame me. She was my mother, his wife... we were a family. That one tragedy didn't slow us down though. Time waits for no one. Literally in our case. My dad had to train me, he had to help me learn how to control my abilities before I really ended up killing myself one day by misusing them. So my training continued and now I can control my powers without causing any injuries to myself or the people around me. Maybe when I'm strong enough I can try to bring her back again.. I know I'm not supposed to but even if it's just for a minute, I'll be happy.
○I've got something else to tell...The lovely horns on my head are a result from my "breaking the rules." Since I attempted to mess with the balance of the world, I was punished by my physical appearance being altered. Technically it isn't altered though... I just have horns.
○The one who pulls me strings is...Optional Jesus
