Name: Kulmala22nd-Ohjas4 Henri (Being the 22nd of the Kulmala line, the 4th Ohjas)
Age: 24
Height: 5'9"
Creature: Ojhas: A specialized race within his society that has the granted ability to operate the lanterns that guide individuals down the Strait (see Skills/History).

Personality:

Despite his dark appearance, Henri is actually somewhat of a friendly individual. Most of it is, though, drowned out by the irritability that's caused by his constant headaches, leading him to have a bit of a short temper and little tolerance for annoyances. Anything particularly repetitive will drive him up a wall, and quiet spaces are almost always preferred.

He's not all that difficult to hold a conversation with; he has a natural curiosity about the newer worlds around him, and tend to ask a lot of questions, whether it be simply into his surroundings or into the cultures of others. Though he tries to be polite, it can have the tendency to come off as a little violent or impatient due to his tone and the natural expression that holds in his face, but almost always are his intentions good.

However, the line that defines his determination of right and wrong among the normal standards held by other worlds tend to be set in a lower, harsher place; he treats many instances of disrespect or violence or unkindness very casually and with normalcy that probably shouldn't be interpreted as such, and rather with concern or with deeper thought. On the contrary, he responds extremely negatively to acts of kindness directed toward him, not out of being humble, but rather taking them along the lines of an insult. It's not particularly his fault, it's simply ingrained into his culture.


History:

The world he comes from is known as the Phantasmic Strait; a world believed to be a go-between world in the reincarnation process. Those individuals who did wrongs in their past life are born there, and make the long and difficult journey down the strait, and at the strait's end is the portal to the next realm, where the individual will be reborn again into a prosperous state in a differing world. When born, an individual is at the beginning of the strait; when a woman becomes pregnant, she must travel back to the beginning of the strait in order to give birth--though the journey is longer, the reward at the end is more prosperous, as more hardships are endured and the fact that they as well guarded a child. Though they are the most respected individuals in their world, it is uncommon to have more than one child. Second children, or one of two twins, are normally born a Ohjas (a first born child as an Ohjas is uncommon, but a definite occurrence).

The world itself is extremely dark, and is perfectly linear in structure with defined edges on both sides. Its length takes about thirty years to travel for those without distractions--though, on average, most take 46-55 years to get to its end. Checkpoints sit at certain intervals throughout the strait that give off small bits of light, which are there for the Ohjas to collect for their lanterns. Around these checkpoints over time have developed cities, full of people with no desire to get to the end of the strait (who will either be reborn at the strait's start, or into a similar scenario as their past life), as well as retired Ohjas who keep everything lit. Family lines tend to be larger and their bloodlines longer when their members don't move along the strait.

The Ohjas are the people who light the strait; as the world progresses, the darkness of the strait diminishes, and the Ohjas are less-needed to get people to the end of the strait--in previous times, they were absolutely required to guide the way through the darkness to the strait's end, as they were the only ones who could harness light.

Henri, born an Ohjas as his mother's second child, found himself with little use in the advancing society of his dimension. The Ohjas in the world were plentiful, and he felt like no more than a regular traveler in many instances, as the reputation of the Ohjas were beginning to diminish, leading to him having somewhat of a discouraged outlook on his existence. When it was discovered that this World Train had stopped in at the checkpoint city Y20-Ol'Mehyt (Also known as the 20 year mark), he'd taken an interest and, abandoning his cultural duty in favor of a world where he mightn't feel so trapped, got on.

Skills:
- Can absorb light whose direct source is within a ten foot diameter and transfer it to his lantern to extend its life or to darken the space, or expel it back into the space in the form of a large flash to brighten the area. May temporarily blind someone if they’re too close.
- Good night vision.
- Quick thinker, likes mind games.

Weaknesses:
- Intensely sensitive to bright light. The mild glow from his lantern is all the light that he's normally accustomed to; ambient lights and daylight are very painful to his eyes, and he has a difficult time seeing.
- Is almost always overheating, due to the lower temperatures of his home dimension compared to the train.
- Very tired, very often.
- Poor against anything with range; only useful as support or in minimal hand-to-hand.

Likes: Dimness, coolness (temperature), Jell-o, quiet, thought, pudding, medication.
Dislikes: White light, heat, vegetables, straight lines, long durations of stillness.

Additional Information::
- There are various tattoos all over his body, that he has received from his position as an Ohjas. Bands around his arms and fingers, the lines on his head, his "eyebrows", as well as the ones on the sides of his face to make it appear as if hollow, like a skull.
- Painfully pale. So very pale. You could bleach chalk and it wouldn't be as pale as him.
- Constantly has a headache because of his vision; since boarding the train, takes multiple painkillers in a day.
- The lantern bends to his will; it's tuned to the mind of an Ohjas, and he can summon it to light or snuff whenever he wishes, as long as it has light in it.
- The light in his lantern can only be replenished via his ability to steal light. There is no fuel or kindle.
- His eyes don’t glow.

Rp Sample:

Tired eyes stared to the ceiling, relieved at the lack of light as the mind behind them pondered the future. He thought of history in his projection, and how the world current viewed such a previous time, with such emotions of fascination or horror, or confusion at how people lived in a certain way. And he thought of what the people of tomorrow, those in a future unimaginable to him or any other, would think of how they lived at that point in time. Would they look upon it with fondness, or with fear? Would society be far more advanced, or drawn back into a darker age? He thought of occupations needed not any longer, positions replaced by other means, and newer ones opened up by necessity that had never been conceived before. He thought--

A knock at the door had broken his thought pattern, and he shifted from his laying position to stand--stiffly, but with a haste at the curiosity at what lie behind the door, what would await him at its opening, what experiences, familiar of new, he was about to be exposed to.

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I love how the fact that I prepare my app back in December, write my bio shortly after New Year's, and then forget to post it until the last day. That never happens /D;;;; Stupid convention taking up all my January...

Anyway. Been wanting to join this rp for ages, but it's most likely the last dA RP I'll be joining xD The character is a slight AU on a character from Driven.