Fermata Whitethorne

Codename: Reaper
Corrupted Botanist
Groundkeeper of Victoria Housekeeping

Lore

To understand Fermata Whitethorne, we have to delve into his history, specifically during his time in the long gone capital of Old Eridu that shaped his future, the calamity that bespoke the rest of his life. Even as a young boy, Fermata exhibited exceptional prowess in combat. Within the forces of Old Eridu, he joined at a young age, climbing through the ranks with ease. Eventually he was sought out Defense Force, hollows were a very early concept, freshly born with little information about them. So, to better understand how ether corruption and hollows work, one must experience them. That was the goal of this group that approached Fermata. His eager younger self ready to serve and please whatever his higher-ups demanded so impatiently accepted, even with the risks noted and even with the statement that many before him were unable to pass this, unbeknownst to him that they died through these tests. Though, he didn’t understand how much this would change him.What started out as him drinking concoctions and medications they would supply him with eventually led to him being strapped down within a grand room, several layers of bullet-proof glass and hardened steel laid before him and the administration that loomed high above him, looking down at him. He accepted it though, viewing this as a means to an end, as a means to understand an enemy that they could not fathom. Yet, as those two syringes injected into his arms, puncturing the muscles and veins that lie within them as a viscous, dark purple serum was injected into him, he regretted it all. The searing pain as his body felt like it was being torn asunder again and again only to be repaired with whatever paranormal or abnormal thing they injected him with and subjected to once more with his body tearing once again. This went on for thirteen hours of excruciating pain of body, mind, and soul. As it all died down, as he finally regained control that he so desperately wrestled from the depths of his subconscious, his previously glossy eyes would regain their color again. He rose from the floor, using his hands to push himself up, one of them slipped out from under him as he collided with the slippery ground. Upon placing his hand down once again to get a better grip, he realized he had a difficult time doing so. Raising his hand, crimson seeped from it from both fresh wounds and from the ground he currently was on. Upon looking around, a large pool of red sat within the indent of a crater in the ground with him lying half-dead within it. He was able to push himself to his feet finally, splashes as the blood around him shifted with his movement. A voice rang out from behind him causing him to whip around to find the origin of the voice only to be met with nothing. Though upon doing so, he noticed the glass that was previously meant to contain him was shattered through several layers. He reached down to collect several pieces of this glass, holding them together in a manner where light would reflect just well enough to create a mirror as he stared into it. And stare into it he did, watching his now darkened eyes as his sclera was shifted to an inky chasm of black. His pupils were such a vibrant and sinister red. Trails of black tendrils wrapped around his chin, cheek, and neck. Upon further observation, it all retreated. The tendrils disappeared into his skin as his eyes shifted back to his normal color. No longer was he simply Fermata Whitethorne of the Defense Force. Now, from that point on, was he Fermata Whitethorne, CODENAME: Reaper. One of the first ether corrupted agents.That was a long time ago though. In the events to follow the fall of the old Eridu he bounced from place to place to survive. He always had the option to return to the military but instead of that, he chose that after the fall, he would have faked his death, making it seem like he too fell victim to Hollow Zero like many others. Of course, it caused quite a stir initially due to his previous training to become an ether corrupted agent with the end goal of a void hunter, implanted under the policies of corrupt politicians to do their dirty work. He didn’t want that life. He did all sorts of work at first, using his corruption and combat aptitude to run through hollows as an agent to several proxies. He eventually was found by Von Lycaon of Victoria Housekeeping, helping pull him out of that rut of fighting to survive on a daily basis. Now he works as the groundkeeper for Victoria Housekeeping Co., a much more peaceful life now with his adopted younger sister. Though, on occasion, he's been requested to act as an agent.

Appearance

As for clothing, he is seen wearing formal attire a lot. Even his ‘casual’ clothing had seemed like it would be considered formal. He wore a red long-sleeve button-down with a vest placed over it and accompanied by a black blazer jacket as well. Along the jacket was a long strip, metallic roses placed along it with smaller chains that linked each one together. He wore a pair of dress pants with emblems of roses sewn across the length of them with dress shoes that have been custom tailored with grips so that he can use them whenever the need arises where combat is a must, even if he prefers to avoid it. He had also worn a much larger suit jacket that draped over his back, a dark and subtle velvet red with the insignia of Victoria Housekeeping emboldened on it. His build is quite sleek with defined muscular points. This is due to the constant training he was put through as an agent but he does try to keep up with keeping himself at least physically active. His current work for Victoria Housekeeping demands that he must stay in shape at the very least and keep up with his training, something Von Lycaon or Ellen Joe assists him with from time to time.He isn’t too tall but he isn’t short either, standing at 5’10. His hair is jet black, medium to short. It doesn’t fall past his ears but he can comb it back and even run his fingers through it. His skin is toned to that similar to caramel. The iris of his eyes was a very dark brown, always mistaken to be black. To the point he even says his eye color is black. Though, his eyes can change.

Corruption + Extra Info

Whenever he’s using his corruption to a stronger degree, the sclera of his eyes will shift to black and his irises will become a bright red. One of his greatest strengths is the ability to perform under pressure though one of his greatest weaknesses is… well it’s hard to tell which one is the worst one. It used to be his rage and it still partly is. He tends to be hot headed at points, much less than before the collapse but it does slip out from time to time, even though he tries to stay calm about anything. When he was an agent with the codename: Reaper, he was impulsive and rash at the beginning but mellowed out over the years, maturing from being a young brat who thought he was above the world to someone who simply wants to watch the world grow around him. He is currently in his late twenties, twenty-nine to be exact. On that note, his other weakness would be the fact that he berates himself constantly, always believing that he could have done better regardless if he did well on something.Whilst other agents’ ether aptitudes were typically high, his was just zero. Reason was that you can’t corrupt something that’s already corrupted. He tries to keep his corruption under wraps, never telling a soul if he can. The only people in his life that he’s currently aware of that know his secret is both Lycaon and his sister, Anastasia. Though if he has to use his corruption, he will. His less severe form of corruption, he uses just chains pulled from the space of a hollow to fight. They can whip, grab, and restrain. Though, his more severe forms of corruption if he allows himself to fully undergo it, he becomes but a silhouette outlined in red. The most prominent feature being that of his eyes and mouth, both having the same bright red glow of his outline. His eyes would be slanted downwards and his mouth would be sickly grin with jagged teeth when he does open it. He despises using this form, not due to the toll it leaves on his body, that is one of the reasons, but due to the fact that it reminds him too much of what they tried to make. A weapon.

Headcanons

Fermata loves to garden. His favorite flowers are red roses, which he tends to a bed of roses within the grounds of Victoria Housekeeping along with many varieties and species of flowers.He is not the best cook. In fact, he catches himself eating a lot at the local restaurants or eating Anastasia’s cooking due to him constantly burning the more intricate dishes. At least he can cook eggs for breakfast… though they might have a little singe to them.Pancakes are his favorite food. If it was up to him, he would have them for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Though, he still needs to eat actual foods with nutrients and such so alas he cannot do so.He drinks. . . alot. He has a flask that he keeps in his suit, usually filled with either rum, vodka, or whiskey. Whichever liquor he was in the mood for that day. Is he that good at holding his liquor or is he always drunk but is amazingly good at acting sober? It’s hard to tell.Fermata is good at playing the piano and violin. He’s good with stringed instruments in general. Unfortunately, a piano is too bulky to keep in his home and it’s difficult to find someone who can sell and maintain upkeep of a violin locally. So he tends to practice on the piano kept in the building of the company from time to timeHe tends to give little nicknames of plants and animals to people he cares about. As for what plant or animal that they get, it depends on a multitude of factors but mainly color and personality and what they like. For instance, he sometimes calls Lycaon, Lupine, and his younger sister, Bellflower.

Rules

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Mun

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