Oliver Wynters | Human Hunter

Oliver Wynters,

This is gospel for the fallen ones

First impressions are near always pleasant. A kind smile, a polite gesture, a seemingly sincere compliment. But this is a mask. Since birth he's had trouble understanding emotions so Oliver made himself into a mirror more or less. Every slight tilt of the head to insinuate a higher state of kindness, every angle of smile, how to arch the brows to allude sadness. Oliver has gotten pretty good at it if he were to say so himself. 

However, masks are known to slip. You may catch him lengthily staring at your paper cut. Taking a sliver of a second longer than it should for a normal person to react. Oliver has to determine first what would be considered "normal" after all first before portraying the best approximate responses facially, verbally (especially the tone) and physically. If you're observant you'll catch on that Oliver isn't quite ... right. 

Oliver's logic would be considered illogical by most but gods, does he stand by his version of the world. If, for instance, you're a magi that escaped his bullet Oliver considers you his now. You are his to kill and you have no other purpose in life. It's not a "well, as long as someone kills the inferior race". No. No. Oliver will actually save your life and protect you from another danger JUST SO he can kill you himself. If he claims you as his, (daughter, friend, lover, victim), you are his. 

If you haven't guessed by now, Oliver likes killing things. Explained in more detail in his history, this has been since he can remember. Yeah, he'll do mass shootings if ordered to from the Deity he serves. Meaning if it's his duty to perform a task a certain way, he'll do it. But what he lives for is the one on one sessions. Being allowed to take his time. Being fully in control. One cut here, another there. What Oliver lives for is that next moment where he can be surrounded by blood. Beyond a fetish everything about the scarlet substance makes his existence worth while. The smell, the taste, the texture, the color, the heat. How so much can come from such a tiny being. To feel a victim's pulse race, slow, stop. There's nothing else like it! And the promise of his next experience is what makes waking up in the morning worth while. If you want to deal with crazy, show the man blood.

And yes, he's gotten in trouble with his Goddess before. Killing other Hunters is a no no apparently. She's the Deity of the Hunt, not of blind murder. Kalidas and Oliver I would say have aaaaaaa complicated relationship but one of the most understanding correspondences at the same time. A tight leash is all that's needed. And if anyone is capable of holding a tight leash on him it's a God. 

Ehh, Oliver is attractive. He's not exactly modest unless the situation demands. I'm just being real~

Standing at 193 cm (6' 4") Oliver is easily the tallest member in his family but not necessarily in the Hunter Guild. Oliver's form is muscular but more in a toned manner. There aren't any massive guns to flex compared to the beefier Hunters but he's not anything to sniffle at. He can hold his own.

Born with heterochromia iridis, the right eye is a dark chocolate brown while the left eyes is an intense crimson red. The gaze can be startling at first, some even wondering if the drastic change means he's blind in his right eye but this is not the case. His black hair is kept at a comfortable medium length and is usually kept in a tussled style. Fair skin during the colder seasons, Oliver has been know to gain a slight tan during the Summer. 

And mmmmmmmm, the scars. When he was younger Oliver used to cut himself in order to watch the arms bleed. The scars he caused himself quite differentiate from the ones that litter his form as reminders of Hunter scuffles. They're precise, horizontally lining his inner forearms. For those that have catch sight of them it's popularly assumed that they were the sad conclusion of past depressions but as previously stated this is not the case. The cuttings were the product of a younger Oliver that did not have much self control yet, wanting very much to enjoy blood. Other than that, there are bullet scarrings here and there. Burns from a fire magi on his left leg. If one was to run a hand through his hair they'd notice stitch scars from a surgery in his youth along his skull. 


Oliver tends to dress snazzily. Black suit slacks, button down shirts, a few boring ties except the few overly colorful ones that he's received as holiday gifts from his younger brother. It's a rarer sight to see him in jeans but it happens on occasion.

Parents
Mother: Aiko Wynters (deceased; committed suicide)
Father: Gabriel Wynters (deceased; murdered)


Children
Daughter: _____ (Recently reunited. Child of a one night stand. )


Extended Family
Uncle: Tatsuya Ito (deceased two years ago of cancer)
Grandfather: Masaharu Ito (Moved out of the country)


Oliver has been different for as long as he can remember. His earliest memory is watching in awe at his mother struggle to stop the bleeding from a cooking accident. The dishrag red pressed against her hand, the added hisses in pain due to the knife having been cutting onions before. Oliver wasn't much older than three. It's a choppy memory, metaphorical and literal. But even as a toddler he can remember having a fascination with blood. 

As a child Oliver's parents couldn't understand why their son was so introverted. They were an average middle class family. He didn't seem to like socializing with anyone, much less children his own age. Spending most of his time alone, it wasn't long until neighbors cats started to disappear. Squirrels, rabbits, smaller dogs. Oliver adored his time with them all. It wouldn't be until a girl from down the street drowned in her pool that Oliver's mother sat her son down and asked if he'd had anything to do with it.

"... I'm pretty sure I'm supposed to lie." Would be his reply to the horrified woman. Not wanting her son to be locked away with evil people, she was determined that her child needed psychological help. And so began the weekly visits to the psychologist. What the doctor prescribed was a pill. Perhaps if the man of science had known all the facts he would have suggested something else or even have called the police. But he didn't. And so the elementary school aged Oliver would attempt the medicine. Made his head blurry, drowsy. Truth be told he wasn't a fan of it at all. He concluded with that rather quickly and so began to fake taking it. Hiding it under his tongue, flushing it down the toilet, pretending to sneeze it into a napkin. 

It took him until second grade to realize what he needed to do. His mother and doctor thought he was sick. Watching a cop drama at 3 am while the rest of the house was asleep Oliver learned about what Hollywood described to be, well, people like him. They could do as they like, as long as they didn't get caught. And the best ones seemed to be able to blend in. Be normal. Normal. Practicing facial expressions in front of the mirror became a daily ritual. Watching tv shows. Smile here. Lower your tone here. Raise your eyebrows together to showcase surprise. His mother slowly became a happier woman, thinking the medication was indeed helping her son. And so the matter would remain hushed for years. 

Oliver began cutting himself in middle school. His way to tide over his inner dark drive to watch blood run. He made sure to take all the classes he could that let him enjoy his pastime. Every possible Biology and Anatomy class in High School. Meanwhile killing things when he could in private. His mother assuming everything was just fine, or at least wanting to believe that. No other son would have started doing their own laundry as a child unless it was wanting to take care of blood stains himself. She couldn't be blindly prouder. 

Everything would appear to be rainbows and unicorns until his ignorant mother began to see a pattern to a news story on the television. The murder count had spiked in the past ten years in the area. Not necessarily locals but students, teachers or parents coming in to cheer on their team at a school event. She didn't quite know why this particular news anchor caused the epiphany while others hadn't while she was doing the dishes or what not. But it had. And she was there to greet her son when he returned home. 

"W-what?" Oliver caused himself to spit out in an appropriate disgust reaction. "Mom, what happened when I was a kid was an accident! We were playing and ..." The young man would shake his head as he'd push his way past. "I can't believe you'd ask that!"

".... Bradley Olsen."

"... what?" Oliver asked as he turned back to look at his mother, one foot on the stairs. 

"Bradley Olsen." The woman answered, her lips trembling as she fought back the urge to vomit. "He was a celebrity guest on -- ... I never usually watch those dark shows but I like the actor ..... You just quoted a tv show at me."

....... And the face dropped into that normal apathetic state. Blank stare. No emotion in his voice. "Well, don't you feel stupid." Oliver sighed as he glanced over to the calendar on the bulletin wall across the hall. "I graduate in three days. I'll move out the day after." Turning his back to the sound of his mother collapsing in a fit of shuddering gags he'd climb up the stairs. That night she committed suicide. 

Choosing to not move out now that his mother was out of the picture Oliver remained in that household as he went to college. The father who worked ten hour shifts a day would eventually discover the suicide note his wife had scribbled out and shoved into the bottom of his sock drawer. Why had he only now found this?! The man would confront Oliver about it who was only over in the next room, focusing on the fact his wife killed herself because of him. The argument would last until something snapped and the young man would in turn murder his own father. Being thorough of cleaning up the mess, he would dispose the body as he had all the others in his wake and would go about putting in a missing person's report in what would be considered logical timing. 

After graduating he would find employment in a Government agency. It was nice honestly, when the "good guys" would hand the "bad guy" a gun. Give him permission to use deadly force if necessary. His time spent in serving his country was rather wasn't horrible. I mean, the relocation camps were operational at this time in his life. Oliver didn't know where Humans got the gall to consider themselves better than a race that could literally melt your face off but he wasn't going to question it. It gave him permission to treat living beings like shit. 

When the mass camp breakouts occurred Oliver found a new level of happiness. If this little magi girl disappeared, who would question him? He had paperwork saying he was protecting his country. Surely that little girl was a terrorist hellbent on destroying humanity. It would be during this time that the Hunter Guild would be introduced to him. He ... was jealous. So much less paperwork as a Hunter. So much more time allowed in actual killing. So when, after networking, Oliver was approached to infiltrate the Hunter Guild on the government's behalf, HE TOOK IT! He was partnered up with an ... understanding cybernetically upgraded young woman and was sent off to be a double agent. 

By God, his first week as a Hunter began the happiest years of his life. Over time he would meet Kalidas, who was much curvier than her masculine statues had insinuated she would be. And he admitted everything to the deity that had made his dreams come true. He was there on the government's behalf. He was there because he enjoyed killing and basking in blood. And the Goddess was pleased with him and his honesty. At least as much the God of the Hunt could be. Blessing would follow. The occasional punishment as well when he crossed the line and harmed another one of her Hunters.

It would be at this time that an unexpected figure would enter his life. His daughter. Oliver read and read and reread the dna report but sure enough the teenager standing on his doorstep was his. She wanted to form a father daughter bond that she had missed out on as a child. She joined the Hunter Guild for the opportunity to spend more time with him and Oliver .... is still struggling with how to deal with this. Would he be able to juggle faking a normal fatherly relationship, his Government duties, and his true passion to the Hunt? 

Heightened Sense of Hearing: This ability is not as impressive as a cyborg's, you cannot hear the heart beat of someone. However, you may be able to hear the panicked breathing of your hiding prey and are able to hear at much greater distances than the average human. (Starter)

Firearm Starter: Can accomplish fundamental and basic feats with firearm weapons.
Examples: Pistol, Revolver, Shot Gun, Submachine Gun, Sniper Rifle, Flame Thrower, etc (Starter)

Bound: Enhanced jumping distances. You can now bound over a good ten feet. Just be careful on your landing. Wouldn't want you to break a leg. It's happened, poor John Doe.
(Grand Opening Bonus Ability)

Night Vision: Self Explanatory. Not as clear as regular vision during the day but you won't stub your time in the middle of the night anymore. So there's that. (Grand Opening Bonus Ability)




Echolocation: (Upgrade of Heightened Sense of Hearing) Not only can you hear ultrasounds above or below normal hearing range but you are able to utilize echolocation. By creating sound and listening closely to the rates of echos you can navigate yourself by sound alone.


Unarmed Combat I: You know the basics and can hold your own in a street fight. The type of martial art or fighting style is up to you. We trust you to be realistic for what you can accomplish and not accomplish at being a general level one in unarmed combat.

Unarmed Combat II: You have improved in this skill and can accomplish more impressive feats in the fighting technique you've chosen for your character. You are now also able to defend yourself better against melee weaponed attacks.

Unarmed Combat III: You are extremely talented in unarmed combat within the field that you have chosen to study in. Not only are you more able to defend yourself against melee weaponed attacks but you have a high chance in getting your opponent in dropping their weapon as well if given the chance (the fumble concept also applies to firearms as well).


FIREARM II
You are now better able to dual wield if you wish to.
Specialized ammunition unlocked:
Explosive: bullets can explode upon contact
Short-circuit: bullets can short-circuit a cyborg limb temporarily

FIREARM III
Depending on your character's insinuated realism a character can be up to a mastery level with this purchase. Even up to being able to nail other's bullets mid air. You are more likely to better a Firearm levels I and II.

Melee I: Can accomplish fundamental and basic feats with melee weapons. Examples: Knife, Sword, Sai, Hammer, Axe, Whip, Lance, Chainsaw, etc

Melee II: You are now better able to dual wield if you wish to. You are more likely to better a melee level I.

Melee III: Depending on your character's insinuated realism a character can be up to a mastery level with this purchase. Even up to being able to slice a bullet from mid air. You are more likely to better a melee levels I and II.

Sharp Shooter: Skilled with projectiles and able to aim them with a high proficiency. Even if you are a level Firearm III, you are, with the purchase of this ability, considered a IV. This also applies to the Throwing and Archery skills. You serve the Goddess of the Hunt for a reason.

Augmented Weapon VERSION FIRE TLDR; Flame II- These are weapons that are crafted from the bones of slain Magi. Once crafted they are usually reinforced with light weight metals. Through assistance from the Runic University a professor is capable of prepping the weapon's innate magic to dispel a magical attack of the same kind, depending on what Magi type the bone came from. So for instance if you have a Fire Augmented Weapon (meaning the bone was taken from a deceased Fire Magi) a Fire Whirlwind could be dispersed upon touch by the weapon. (This weapon's magical abilities will only work when in your hand because of the weapon's rune specifying you as the one bonded to it. No other will be able to activate its abilities)




1 x Downer: PURCHASE OF THREE DOWNER DOSES

Runic Thread: ALLOWS THE PURCHASE OF ENCHANTED CLOTHING.

Details: The Magic Ward rune is stitched into the leather timepiece. Because it is a Greater Rune, the watch has the effect of protecting the holder from any starter and intermediate spells. Advanced magi spells are dampened within a radius of ten feet in all directions. Mastery magi abilities are only lightly affected by the Rune. The Hunter Guild officer achieved in purchasing one through the usual hunter/university ties.

[b]Shinrei Tantei Yakumo, Saitou Yakumo[/b] as [i]Oliver Wynters[/i]