Name:
Caecilius Peter Sommers
Gender:
Male
Age:
18
Power/Ability:
Cecil has the ability to transform into certain animals, these animals being anything he has seen physically. Because of the lack of actually getting out as a child, his transformations are limited to common house cats, dogs, birds and mice.
Looks:
Cecil appears to be most definitely in his late teens, possibly even older. Tall and thin, a build well-suited for his astonishing height. His hair is straight, but it tends to curl at the ends and it sort of jumps all over the place. The back of his head and his sides are neatly trimmed, and while the top of his head is slightly messy, it’s mostly his curls that’s very distracting, but yet cute. His hair is a very light chocolate that interestingly seems to reflect light instead of absorbing any sort, that it to say, it’s a pure chocolate with tons of sheen. His features are quite defined and softens at the edges, giving off that handsome but gentlemen feel. His eyes are a bright emerald, the very first thing you witness once speaking to him face-to-face. In front of those gems are a pair of thick black glasses, almost those worn back in the 60's. As for his skin, just a soft caucasian decorated with freckles that are seen almost everywhere on his body, other than a few on his cheeks. Nevertheless, Cecil looks so disarmingly friendly that his untidiness is generally forgiven. He is neither frail nor weak, but the easy slope of his shoulders indicates a man made for hugging, not punching or defending. His face is broad, but with prominent cheekbones that are much more suited to smiling than frowning. As far as attire is concerned, Cecil is comfortable in just about anything.
Personality:
Friendly, cheeky, and outgoing, Cecil has never once had an enemy. He has always found competitive spirit to be an ugly thing—or, at least, something that breeds ugliness quickly. He would much rather sit back and have a pleasant time reaching his goal than race to the top. To him, only the destination of one's journey matters, so long as the path itself doesn't harm anybody. Although he will never admit it, this outlook is partially an excuse for laziness, but he would rather be lazy than arrogant and obnoxious. One of his few passions is the literature of William Shakespeare; he enjoys reading, reciting, and learning about all sorts of british literature. He is prone to making decisions in the spur of the moment. He isn’t particularly unintelligent, but he has no patience for things unless he can honestly say he enjoys them, and is therefore willing to do whatever it takes to get anything he considers unsavory done with immediately. He has a hard time working with others for this reason. However, as has been stated, Cecil can be an idiot. Even he knows when it’s a good idea to sit down and think about things. He refuses to allow people to insult anyone he is close to. He puts great effort into protecting people near him, even when they themselves are probably going to be better off if he leaves them alone. Of course, this means he gets easily sidetracked unless given proper guidance.
History:
Cecil's father, Nathaniel Sommers was a physics professor at a private college in Cardiff, Wales. For a man who could never be wrong, it was a fitting occupation. He was very talented in his field, and his students vigorously absorbed every concept he fed them without complaint. How could the extinguished professor Sommers possibly be wrong about anything? Yet those sort of statements only served to inflate the man's already infinitely large ego. His mother, Lucia Sommers on the other hand, was a nurse at a local hospital. She was a hardworking woman, the type who would always volunteer to continue working well after the end of her shift for the sake of her patients. Anyone who knew Lucia would say that she was a very generous and well-liked person. Oh, and let's not forget the fact that she was also a lying, cheating woman. The last member of the family was Cecil's beloved older brother, Flori. In no way was he perfect, but compared to his mother and father, he was a saint. Sure, he did drugs, got into fights, and was caught for the occasional petty theft, but there was one thing he did that his parents never did and that was actually take care of Cecil.
For a while, things were relatively peaceful in the Sommers household. As peaceful as it could be with a raging psychopath as the head of the family, at least. Day in and day out, things ran smoothly, and Cecil's family behaved somewhat like a normal family. However, tensions were always high, and on occasion, someone would do or say something that would upset his father, then he would go ballistic. During such episodes, there would be a lot of yelling and screaming. Objects were thrown, tables were flipped, and doors slammed shut hard enough to shake the house, but no one was ever hurt. There was no grabbing, no hitting, and anything thrown was never aimed directly at someone. Then each time, without fail, everything would go back to normal the next day. Everyone would pitch in to fix up the house, and their normal routines continued on as if nothing had happened. The incident would never be spoken of again, and that was that. That's how Cecil's life went about for most of his childhood. All he had to do was keep quiet as much as he could, stay out of his father's path, and be diligent with his school work and chores to appease him. Those were the happy days when life as manageable.
When Cecil entered the seventh grade, life decided to blindside him. His mother, Lucia, who had always been the one to comfort him at night and hold his hand when he was scared, was exposed as a lying, cheating woman. For her nursing job, it was normal for her to stay late at work. That was just the type of person his mother was, always going the extra mile for her patients. However, as it turned out, some of those "late nights" weren't spent at the hospital at all. She had a coworker who was a surgeon at the same hospital, and the two of them had spent quite a few nights together at his flat. When the infidelity had been exposed, Cecil's father was more infuriated than he had ever been. However, this wasn't another minor incident. It was a giant bombshell, and Lucia became the main target. Cecil didn't witness anything that happened that night because his father immediately grabbed her and dragged her to his room, but that didn't mean Cecil couldn't hear anything. Even behind locked doors, he could hear his father's voice shaking the house. He was an extremely self-centered and prideful man, so finding out that his wife was cheating on him was a huge blow to his ego. That night, he absolutely lost it. It only took a mere few bullets loaded in a shotgun, and his rage manipulated into something completely different. Cecil's mother and brother were shot with one blow to the head each, as well as one to his own father's head, as the investigators said. The house was trashed, but one thing was missing, and that so happened to be Cecil. From that night on, something odd had happened and he managed to escape. His ability rose from the dusty ashes and gave him that ticket to leave behind his troubles and find something better that rested in the future. In which he did, a woman, named Miss Peregrine had taken him into her arms, an angel he likes to say, as well as many other children that were like him. This was his chance to finally have that "family" and a chance to actually fit in.
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Secondly, I would like to apologize for a fail form, I'm a little rusty... : /
