@hellsend
⁽ blue eyes settled upon him, but he didn't approach. with his hands down at his sides he kept his distance. ⁾ your anger. i can feel it. not only did you let it consume you but you let it control you. you lost whatever humanity you ever had a long time ago.
" You seem to think you are much sneakier than you really are— I could hear you three floors below me. "
[@-buItfrmhumxn] “ I’m not the sneaky type. Don’t really need to be when I’m wearing an almost indestructible suit of armor , ” the man replied with a faint sneer toward the cyborg. He wasn’t fond of her attitude , though it wasn’t like he enjoyed being around anyone. “ Besides , this place doesn’t seem dangerous to me. So what’s the point ? ”
@hellsend Blackout turned her head just slightly to look at the other, her eyes not visible due to her built in goggles/glasses whatever— her neck whirred slightly as she turned, " Most people do sneak— it’s smart to. "
[@-buItfrmhumxn] “ Wasn’t trying to be sneaky. That’s kind of a ridiculous assumption , don’t you think ? But alright. ”
/ cb + spec or drop, i love this bastard sm
/ !!
@hellsend *Magic poof* Concerned?
:: Yk itttt!!
" stop ! - don't - don't look at me - "
the man paused , turning to pick up his bag of belongings . " . . yes . i . . think so . "
[@-disappeariing-] “ Rockwell ? That’s an interesting name. Haven’t heard one like that in a long time. ” Ivan didn’t question the fact that he only / thought / that was his name. He simply let it go — for now. “ Alright , Rockwell . . . are you ready to go ? ”
he was silent far longer than he should have been . he hadn't thought about his own name - did he even have one ? finally , he settled on a name from one of his oldest memories he could recall . " . . rockwell . i think . . i'll be called . . rockwell . "
you again. i remember your clothing.
brilliant. show me the way, yes?
[@feathrflaunt] “ Oh ? ” He stood a little straighter , glancing around before using his memory of the area to get his bearings. “ I think there’s a coffee shop not too far from here , ” he said , pointing down the street. “ It’s that way. They’ve got pretty good food . . . and the coffee’s great too. ”
i believe i'm.. a bit lost, actually. i was simply looking for somewhere to grab some lunch.
/ he’s a rude asshole compared to ivana, i’m sorry.. :sob: he’s also incredibly misanthropic, though he won’t hurt a human unless they truly deserve it—
/ his mother is spiritually beating him rn for being an ass.. </3
/ / stunning <3 everything that you create are masterpieces, i sincerely mean that! this includes all of your characters, your accounts, your books, your themes, etc!
ily ♡♡♡♡
[@gentledeath-] / ilyt bb.. smooches! <3
/ ceebee + spec or drop..
his threads is a little meh, but whatever.. i was trying to make him different compared to ivana.
@hellsend Intro?
/ intro!
@hellsend / intri
HELL OPENED ITS GATES ONCE.
IT NEVER RECOVERED.
(highly) selective.
semi-lit.
original DOOM character.
male counterpart of @hellbreaker
low + sporadic activity.
panromantic asexual.
( he/him , 21 )
IVAN is a man in his early twenties with a broad , muscular build , standing well over six feet tall. He has messy brown hair , pale skin covered in countless scars , and cold blue eyes that rarely show any emotion. His face is rugged and clean-shaven , with several scars scattered across his features.
He wears a black [ PRAETOR SUIT ] modeled after the one his father once wore , though his is battered from years of combat. Scratches , dents , and dried blood stain the armor — damage he never bothers to repair. Mounted on his left forearm is an ARGENT-powered wrist blade that glows with a crimson edge. His right arm houses a wrist-mounted missile launcher , which can be swapped out for a heavy-caliber firearm operated by a trigger in the palm of his gauntlet.
IVAN almost never removes his armor , only doing so to maintain or clean it. He believes he should always be ready for the next fight. His visor is pitch black , making it impossible to tell if anyone can see his eyes beneath it , and every inch of his body is concealed by the suit.
On the battlefield , IVAN is a relentless force of nature. His fighting style is as savage as his father’s , overwhelming his enemies with crushing strength and ruthless efficiency. He strikes with devastating power , leaves nothing but bloodshed in his wake , and moves with incredible speed , even sprinting along walls without breaking his momentum.
ID: IVAN TAGGART
“ THE PRODIGAL SON ”
IVAN is the one the demons fear most. The moment his presence is felt in the deepest reaches of HELL , panic spreads through their ranks. Whatever humanity he once had died the day his mother was torn apart before his eyes. In that moment , he swore vengeance against every demon responsible for the pain and grief they had inflicted.
He fights with unmatched brutality , bathing in the blood of his enemies and tearing them apart without hesitation. At times , he toys with their remains , forcing demons to beg for mercy before ending their lives with a snap of the neck. He carries on his father’s legacy , earning the titles the FIRST SON and , to some , the PRODIGAL SON. But throughout HELL, he is known by another name: THE WORLD EATER.
That title was earned after IVAN slaughtered every living demon in the realm of NAKRATH. The massacre was so complete that its ruler abandoned the realm rather than face him. Today , NAKRATH remains a silent wasteland , a kingdom of ruins and corpses that even demons refuse to enter.
IVAN works alone , accompanied only by ALPHA , his artificial intelligence. His sole mission is to hunt down MALZARETH , the current ruler of HELL , before he can conquer EARTH , wipe out humanity , and enslave every human soul for his own gain.