Tobias Rieper

Lieu: Maison/Café
Interagir avec: Angel 

Tobias savait que leurs pouvoirs étaient le résultat de l'occultisme, de l'arcane, comme se transformer en animal et avoir des pouvoirs surnaturels clairement n'était pas la norme. Oui, les événements d'hier soir auraient dû être attendus, mais ça semblait surréaliste. Grimbold a sacrifié un cygne à quelqu'un. Il a essayé de ne pas s'attarder sur la pensée, mais l'enfer, c'était le truc des romans d'horreur et des films. Qu'est-ce qui pourrait être ce qu'il supposait être le maître de Grimbold? Un dieu sanguinaire? Des spectres impies? Tobias détestait l'admettre, mais il craignait un peu la vérité.
Ce n'est pas qu'il allait le dire à personne de toute façon. S'il n'avait pas besoin d'une chose, Sloane l'a découvert et lui a donné plus de merde que d'habitude. C'est la pensée qui a fait de Tobias une rancune. Le groupe était bien et tout pour de petits discours, mais Tobias doutait de donner des renseignements personnels au groupe était la meilleure idée. Tobias ne faisait pas confiance à l'un d'eux avec quelque chose de significatif non plus.
Même quand il était dans ce gang, il n'y avait pas grand-chose à craindre. Bien sûr, il y avait toute la rivalité de gang et les flics te tabasser à la pulpe en essayant de t'arrêter, mais si tu suivais les ordres, ça irait. Le gang aurait votre dos. D'habitude. Cela pourrait aussi être le cas avec Grimbold aussi, mais quand vous avez ajouté dans la magie noire, Tobias n'était plus si sûr. Peut-être que s'il traversait Grimbold un jour, Tobias serait celui sur l'autel, étant sacrifié jusqu'à n'importe quoi. Mais il était tard et il avait besoin du reste, alors Tobias a essayé de dissiper les pensées de son esprit et au moins d'essayer de dormir.

Il a fini par dormir très peu, ses pensées d'hier soir empêchant toute sorte de sommeil reposant. Tobias était habitué à cela, car il se réveillait dès 4 heures du matin pour se mettre au travail, mais les premières minutes d'essayer de se lever ont toujours été une bataille personnelle. Finalement, après avoir utilisé chaque goutte de volonté, Tobias s'est traîné hors du lit et ensuite au frigo, où il allait fouetter un petit déjeuner de...
Rien. On dirait que Tobias aurait besoin d'utiliser sa journée de congé pour frapper le marché pour reconstituer son frigo stérile. Mais d'abord, il allait prendre un petit-déjeuner au Café. Heureusement pour son sommeil et sa nourriture privés de corps, il n'était pas beaucoup d'une promenade pour atteindre l'entrée. En regardant rapidement sa propre réflexion dans la porte en verre, il s'est assuré que ses cheveux étaient au moins quelque peu présentables.
Tobias a finalement commandé quelques pâtisseries pour le petit déjeuner et une tasse d'OJ. Tobias n'aimait pas vraiment la caféine, et malgré ce que quelqu'un d'autre a dit à ce sujet, il était presque sûr que le café était une sorte de narcotique liquide. Pourquoi quelqu'un d'autre dépenserait des dizaines de dollars pour acheter cette merde?
Il avait cependant obtenu son ordre; Tobias a trouvé sa place préférée prise. Pas exactement pris, juste que la moitié de la table était occupée. Dommage vraiment, c'était le seul endroit où vous pouviez manger votre petit déjeuner dans un silence relatif. Mais Tobias s'est vite rendu compte que la personne qui avait pris sa place était Angel, le nouveau, alors il a pris le siège opposé en face d'elle. En regardant son petit déjeuner, Tobias n'était plus sûr de ce qui a invoqué plus de peur en lui, les événements d'hier soir, ou les choix alimentaires d'Angel. Il a ouvert la bouche, en ayant l'intention de faire une remarque sur son régime alimentaire, mais à la fin a décidé contre elle et a décidé de juste la saluer normalement.
"Mornin Angel. D'habitude, je ne te vois pas ici."
Tobias Rieper

“Home, sweet home. Something in the night felt like a door had been opened, an echo of the past, an old monster snapping its eyes open in the depths of my brain. Closing your eyes forces you to look at the darkness inside.” 
Personal Information
NAME
Tobias Rieper
NICKNAMES
Toby
BIRTH DATE
October 13th, 1990
AGE
25
GENDER
Male
SEXUALITY
Heterosexual

In The Mirror
APPEARANCE
Tobias's light blue eyes highlight his strongly german ancestry, if the pale white skin didn’t tip you off already. No makeup, nor any special hairdos, as one would expect from the average male, but has a beard/moustache. Tobias is exactly six feet tall, weighing around 170 pounds, fit as a fiddle, as his previous gang/prison lifestyle hasn’t allowed him to become weak. Tobias generally has a non expressive face, but he generally tries to smile for his own sake. 
CLOTHING
Tobias doesn’t really wear anything too flashy in terms of his fashion, preferring to wear a simple jacket, jeans and some nikes. On occasion, he will wear a suit if he feels the situation requires it. And dress shoes too, because only a heathen would wear sneakers with a suit.
Delving Deeper
♦Thoughtful ♦ Calm ♦ All Talk ♦ Remorseful 
PESONALITY
While Tobias used to be aggressive in the past, now he attempts to be calm and less confrontational. While his anger still has a short fuse, Tobias manages to keep it in check, at least for now. Conflict is something he is not afraid of, but will avoid violence at all costs.Tobias would willingly allow another person to beat him, as he feels fighting back would drive him back to his previous life. As such, he tries to talk and bluff his way out of tricky situations. He can be withdrawn at times, as Tobias learned in therapy to mentally remove himself from the picture if his anger is getting out of control.

LIKES
 Peace and quiet
 Snow
 Structure
 Cats/Dogs

DISLIKES
Tattoos
Drugs
Smug People
Physical Fighting
FEARS
loss of self control
Reversion to his precious lifestyle
Addiction
HABITS
Plays with his rosary a bit when in deep thought.
As stated before, has a habit of being withdrawn at random times.
BACKGROUND
Tobias was supposed to be the perfect model for the american dream. Four years of college, internship at a major accounting firm, steady and safe job. There was really nothing Tobias should have been complaining about, as he was practically set for life.
But privately, he hated the life. Tobias felt little purpose in his studies, and later, his internship. While his family had paid for his college, and their connections earned him the internship, Tobias felt empty. His dissatisfaction led to his membership in a gang. The drugs helped, and beating up some poor sucker on the wrong side of town gave him a different high. Tobias was hooked. The drugs made him feel immortal, beating up other people gave him purpose and thrills. The gang made use of him as an enforcer, to collect debts, participate in gang fights, you name it.
Ironically, Tobias was arrested for drug use/possession rather than being caught for beating people to near death. He was given three years in jail, losing his job, house, and his car. At first, Tobias blamed everything but himself for this sentence. The system, society, his circumstances. He constantly picked fights with other inmates to get a “high” again. After a year in prison, he “sobered” up and came to a different conclusion.
His downfall was his own fault. There was nothing else to blame. There was something twisted, dark in his head if he had to do drugs or fight to feel satisfied. The system worked exactly as it should have, society was right this time, and he could offer no realistic excuses to his behavior. Tobias started to turn his life around as best he could in prison. Tobias no longer fought, he spent time in drug therapy sessions, and even became a Catholic, attending mass at the prison ministry.
But as soon as he his sentence ended and he was let out, the empty feeling came back. Tobias tried to ignore the feeling, moving to a small town and acquiring a minimum wage job. He no longer cared much about the faith, ignoring it completely.
But a man approached him, and offered him another purpose in life. Grimbold, he called himself. Supposedly Tobias had a higher calling, and as long as he would be willing to follow. Tobias accepted, but there was something in the back of the head telling him this might not be any different from his previous gang lifestyle..

RELATIONSHIPS
Tobias probably comes off as the skeptic. The thinker of the group. He may take charge if no one else is willing.
☯Eddie☯ Weird guy, but nothing to hate him over. Tobias wonders why he’s in such a group however.
☯Teryn/Terry☯ Weird girl, but not as weird as Eddie. Not much to say about her as she rarely says much at all.
⚔Sloane⚔ Troublesome. While he may not backtalk to her, there are certainly times Tobias feels he might lose his temper with her and attempt to beat the living shit out of her. For this reason, Tobias acts cold to her in an attempt to get her to ignore him.
☯Robert☯ Too naive. Kind of reminds him of when he was younger, except with less angst, so he holds little ill will towards Robert.
☮Cara☮A bit on the short side, but she seems nice enough.
☯Nick☯Toby feels like he should say something about his illicit activities, but he feels he'd be a hypocrite considering he was no better at that age.
⚡Nina⚡Reminds him of Sloane.
EXTRA
None


Dark Powers
ANIMAL FORM
A simple raccoon.

POWER
Can predict bad events, but has no idea of the severity/context, just that something bad will happen.