Name: Dominic Kingsley
Note: His nickname is Nick, but don’t you dare call him that unless he’s very fond of you. He would cringe. It would be unpleasant for everybody.
Age: 29
Birthday: December 27
Gender: Male
Category: NPC, Villain
Occupation: Corrupt Lawyer, Business and Political Consultant, Head of the Kingsley House
Appearance Description:
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Standing at an imposing 6’4”, Dominic looks like the guy you’d see on American magazines, TV shows, movies. He’s handsome, and it’s the type of handsome that’s trending on Hollywood these days, which is “brunet white boy with a bit of stubble.” Dominic’s appearance is the ideal. Dominic is the ideal. He would settle for nothing less.
As far as fashion is concerned, Dominic power dresses. He gravitates to finely cut Italian suits in dark greys and blacks, shoulders sharp and waist trimmed, giving him a powerful silhouette. His shirts gravitate to cool colors and his ties are never elaborate. On more casual days, he likes expensive clothes that exhibit his wealth.
Dominic’s voice is in the lower range, and his speech is confident and steady.
Personality Description:
Dominic is perfect. Or, rather, Dominic has an obsession with perfection. He has to be the smartest, the most charming and the most sophisticated person in the room, and should he ever find areas he’s lacking in, he would consider them plebeian and beneath his notice. Dominic clocks in many, many hours keeping up and perfecting his image. He’s a dangerous combination of ruthless, hardworking and confident.
In the same vein, Dominic holds other people to the same standards he holds himself, and he often segregates people into garbage and those worthy of his respect. He fully believes the world is ran by the strong preying on the weak. Dominic’s not afraid to get dirty in his jobs, which could range from threats and bribery into downright murder. And it’s their fault, isn’t it? They made a mistake, and Dominic capitalized on it. Dominic is very careful to hide this sort of business under wraps.
Dominic almost exclusively takes on rich people and big criminals as clients because, in his opinion, it’s a mutual exchange: They pay him his ideal wages and he gets their legal problems out of the way. A hand for a hand.
Putting himself on a pedestal poses so many problems for him, however. Dominic is easily ashamed of being less than perfect. He would never have his feathers ruffled in public, but if events go less than how he imagined it, he would be screaming inwardly. His biggest fear is his good name being dragged across the ground. His father was incompetent and he got what he deserved. He couldn’t make the same mistakes.
As self-assured as he is, Dominic’s entire personality is hinged on his family: reacting to, and taking responsibility. Dominic doesn’t know who he is beyond his family, and given that both of his parents are now dead, he has a certain dependence on the survival of his little brother. He wants Bartholomew to grow up as respectable and competent as he is, but he doesn’t realize focusing all of his overwhelming determination and perfectionism in one person is basically the equivalent of suffocating them with something large and heavy. Dominic is very determined to remold Bartholomew into a mini him without even a second consideration of his feelings. He doesn’t want Bart to become a weakling and get preyed upon by bigger fish.
Powers:
Power Negation
Dominic has an aura that negates active magic within 10 meters of him. Magic and magical items that need to be cast sizzle and dissipate, breaking them down to their rawest components. Shapeshifters will be forced into a human form. On the occasion that magic-made natural events are around like rain or fog, it will simply skirt around the magical field. This negation doesn’t affect heavy wards or passive traits, like a person’s immortality or bird wings they were born with. Basically: Pyrokinesis? No. Horns? Yes. Shapeshifted horns? No.
This power is always activated. He can’t turn it off. It’s currently undiscovered and underdeveloped. It’s messy, unsteady magic that flickers on and off, more on than off, but if he were to develop it, he can use it to negate specific people instead. That won’t be until he learns to control it, though.
Biography:
Dominic was born into wealth. Born with a fine pedigree between a Fontana and a Kingsley and designated as the next heir of Kingsley estate, Dominic was raised to attain for perfection and nothing less. For the bulk of his childhood, Dominic was enrolled in elite schools and taught how to socialize with other wealthy people. He greatly idolized his father Henry, who he saw as both kind and powerful – the kind of man he wanted to be. When he was nine, his brother Bartholomew was born into the family, and it was perfect. Everything was absolutely perfect.
It didn’t last long. When he was twelve, his father became more and more preoccupied with his work. Oftentimes, there were strange men in suits in the house. Paperwork. Yelling. The father he once saw as untouchable was knocked off his pedestal, and in his place was this frazzled, unimpressive, angry man. Dominic couldn’t ask what was happening, didn’t even dare.
He found out when he was fourteen. Policemen came in waves at their estate and arrested their father. The following few months served as the emotional motivation that drove him into premature adulthood: their father was sentenced to life in prison, their estate was taken, and he, his brother and mother were driven into poverty with their assets frozen and no relatives around in the States. Their father was convicted for all sorts of nasty crimes, like tax evasion, embezzlement and fraud. Their mother pulled out everything she had in their account and sold her wedding ring. She moved them in an apartment at a shady neighborhood. It was all they could afford.
Dominic was in grief. He was angry and depressed, but he couldn’t even mourn, because they were barely scraping by. He got a job. He got two jobs. Neither were legal, and each night his body burned with exhaustion, but they paid well enough. These days, he doesn’t go back to look at the things he’s done in desperation. He finished High School at the elite private school and paid with it through free labor and impressive grades, graduating at the top of his grade. He entered College at seventeen with a Business course, got better jobs when he reached eighteen, and graduated at an impressive three years, at the top of his batch with honors. His life centered on him just violently, forcefully pushing forward for his mother and brother, ignoring everything else including their own feelings.
He had to be the one to do it. He couldn’t expose them to this kind of hardship. It was his responsibility as the Head of their family.
His father’s case still wasn’t solved. It was then he decided to take up Law. There were no lawyers smart enough to get him out. Surely, if he wanted something done, he should do it himself. Dominic entered Law School.
He kept two jobs to pay for it, as well as student loans. Constantly badgered his college for extra units. Still came home with perfect grades, despite it all. It was nuts. Everyone thought it was nuts. Dominic thought it was just expected of him, and ignored how he’d never felt what it was like to take a break and have a good night’s sleep. When he was twenty-one, his mother died, and he pushed through, never even taking a moment to attend the funeral. His brother thought he was cold. Dominic thought he was the reason his brother could have a break to mourn in the first place.
He needed to push through. For his brother and father.
Dominic graduated law school at twenty-seven, at the top of his class with honors. His father died in his cell a few weeks before his graduation… rendering all his achievements moot. Fate couldn’t even wait for a few months, so his father could at least die a free man. His grief turned into anger turned into resentment. He hated his mother’s weakness. He hated his father’s mistakes. He was powerful, more powerful than they could ever dream, and his achievements were his own. Not theirs.
He still had his little brother.
He was going to make this right.
Soon after he graduated, he was immediately taken in by one of the most powerful law firms in the country. Top criminals with a rap sheet similar to his father paid from hundreds of thousands to millions to get their name cleared, and every month Dominic’s bank account got higher and higher. He got pulled into shadier things, did things he wasn’t proud of, and eventually blackmailed the top of the firm into leaving and usurped his position and aaaall the connections that came with it. Dominic was a fucking king, and his first decree was to rip off the tape around their estate and reclaim all their assets with his own hard earned money.
It was around then that Bartholomew’s powers began to manifest and he was invited to Starlight Academy. Dominic couldn’t live without family, not anymore. He bought a stately villa at the residential area and decided to move in with his brother. He’s going to manage the firm at home, and fly back to the States thrice a year to work out problems, but otherwise, he’s a resident of Manta Carlos until Bartholomew graduates.
Father: Henry Kingsely, deceased
Mother: Agatha Fontana, deceased
Sibling: Bartholomew Kingslew, 20, professional little brother, pain in the ass
Additional Information:
Note: His nickname is Nick, but don’t you dare call him that unless he’s very fond of you. He would cringe. It would be unpleasant for everybody.
Age: 29
Birthday: December 27
Gender: Male
Category: NPC, Villain
Occupation: Corrupt Lawyer, Business and Political Consultant, Head of the Kingsley House
Appearance Description:
ref 2
Standing at an imposing 6’4”, Dominic looks like the guy you’d see on American magazines, TV shows, movies. He’s handsome, and it’s the type of handsome that’s trending on Hollywood these days, which is “brunet white boy with a bit of stubble.” Dominic’s appearance is the ideal. Dominic is the ideal. He would settle for nothing less.
As far as fashion is concerned, Dominic power dresses. He gravitates to finely cut Italian suits in dark greys and blacks, shoulders sharp and waist trimmed, giving him a powerful silhouette. His shirts gravitate to cool colors and his ties are never elaborate. On more casual days, he likes expensive clothes that exhibit his wealth.
Dominic’s voice is in the lower range, and his speech is confident and steady.
Personality Description:
Dominic is perfect. Or, rather, Dominic has an obsession with perfection. He has to be the smartest, the most charming and the most sophisticated person in the room, and should he ever find areas he’s lacking in, he would consider them plebeian and beneath his notice. Dominic clocks in many, many hours keeping up and perfecting his image. He’s a dangerous combination of ruthless, hardworking and confident.
In the same vein, Dominic holds other people to the same standards he holds himself, and he often segregates people into garbage and those worthy of his respect. He fully believes the world is ran by the strong preying on the weak. Dominic’s not afraid to get dirty in his jobs, which could range from threats and bribery into downright murder. And it’s their fault, isn’t it? They made a mistake, and Dominic capitalized on it. Dominic is very careful to hide this sort of business under wraps.
Dominic almost exclusively takes on rich people and big criminals as clients because, in his opinion, it’s a mutual exchange: They pay him his ideal wages and he gets their legal problems out of the way. A hand for a hand.
Putting himself on a pedestal poses so many problems for him, however. Dominic is easily ashamed of being less than perfect. He would never have his feathers ruffled in public, but if events go less than how he imagined it, he would be screaming inwardly. His biggest fear is his good name being dragged across the ground. His father was incompetent and he got what he deserved. He couldn’t make the same mistakes.
As self-assured as he is, Dominic’s entire personality is hinged on his family: reacting to, and taking responsibility. Dominic doesn’t know who he is beyond his family, and given that both of his parents are now dead, he has a certain dependence on the survival of his little brother. He wants Bartholomew to grow up as respectable and competent as he is, but he doesn’t realize focusing all of his overwhelming determination and perfectionism in one person is basically the equivalent of suffocating them with something large and heavy. Dominic is very determined to remold Bartholomew into a mini him without even a second consideration of his feelings. He doesn’t want Bart to become a weakling and get preyed upon by bigger fish.
Powers:
Power Negation
Dominic has an aura that negates active magic within 10 meters of him. Magic and magical items that need to be cast sizzle and dissipate, breaking them down to their rawest components. Shapeshifters will be forced into a human form. On the occasion that magic-made natural events are around like rain or fog, it will simply skirt around the magical field. This negation doesn’t affect heavy wards or passive traits, like a person’s immortality or bird wings they were born with. Basically: Pyrokinesis? No. Horns? Yes. Shapeshifted horns? No.
This power is always activated. He can’t turn it off. It’s currently undiscovered and underdeveloped. It’s messy, unsteady magic that flickers on and off, more on than off, but if he were to develop it, he can use it to negate specific people instead. That won’t be until he learns to control it, though.
Biography:
Dominic was born into wealth. Born with a fine pedigree between a Fontana and a Kingsley and designated as the next heir of Kingsley estate, Dominic was raised to attain for perfection and nothing less. For the bulk of his childhood, Dominic was enrolled in elite schools and taught how to socialize with other wealthy people. He greatly idolized his father Henry, who he saw as both kind and powerful – the kind of man he wanted to be. When he was nine, his brother Bartholomew was born into the family, and it was perfect. Everything was absolutely perfect.
It didn’t last long. When he was twelve, his father became more and more preoccupied with his work. Oftentimes, there were strange men in suits in the house. Paperwork. Yelling. The father he once saw as untouchable was knocked off his pedestal, and in his place was this frazzled, unimpressive, angry man. Dominic couldn’t ask what was happening, didn’t even dare.
He found out when he was fourteen. Policemen came in waves at their estate and arrested their father. The following few months served as the emotional motivation that drove him into premature adulthood: their father was sentenced to life in prison, their estate was taken, and he, his brother and mother were driven into poverty with their assets frozen and no relatives around in the States. Their father was convicted for all sorts of nasty crimes, like tax evasion, embezzlement and fraud. Their mother pulled out everything she had in their account and sold her wedding ring. She moved them in an apartment at a shady neighborhood. It was all they could afford.
Dominic was in grief. He was angry and depressed, but he couldn’t even mourn, because they were barely scraping by. He got a job. He got two jobs. Neither were legal, and each night his body burned with exhaustion, but they paid well enough. These days, he doesn’t go back to look at the things he’s done in desperation. He finished High School at the elite private school and paid with it through free labor and impressive grades, graduating at the top of his grade. He entered College at seventeen with a Business course, got better jobs when he reached eighteen, and graduated at an impressive three years, at the top of his batch with honors. His life centered on him just violently, forcefully pushing forward for his mother and brother, ignoring everything else including their own feelings.
He had to be the one to do it. He couldn’t expose them to this kind of hardship. It was his responsibility as the Head of their family.
His father’s case still wasn’t solved. It was then he decided to take up Law. There were no lawyers smart enough to get him out. Surely, if he wanted something done, he should do it himself. Dominic entered Law School.
He kept two jobs to pay for it, as well as student loans. Constantly badgered his college for extra units. Still came home with perfect grades, despite it all. It was nuts. Everyone thought it was nuts. Dominic thought it was just expected of him, and ignored how he’d never felt what it was like to take a break and have a good night’s sleep. When he was twenty-one, his mother died, and he pushed through, never even taking a moment to attend the funeral. His brother thought he was cold. Dominic thought he was the reason his brother could have a break to mourn in the first place.
He needed to push through. For his brother and father.
Dominic graduated law school at twenty-seven, at the top of his class with honors. His father died in his cell a few weeks before his graduation… rendering all his achievements moot. Fate couldn’t even wait for a few months, so his father could at least die a free man. His grief turned into anger turned into resentment. He hated his mother’s weakness. He hated his father’s mistakes. He was powerful, more powerful than they could ever dream, and his achievements were his own. Not theirs.
He still had his little brother.
He was going to make this right.
Soon after he graduated, he was immediately taken in by one of the most powerful law firms in the country. Top criminals with a rap sheet similar to his father paid from hundreds of thousands to millions to get their name cleared, and every month Dominic’s bank account got higher and higher. He got pulled into shadier things, did things he wasn’t proud of, and eventually blackmailed the top of the firm into leaving and usurped his position and aaaall the connections that came with it. Dominic was a fucking king, and his first decree was to rip off the tape around their estate and reclaim all their assets with his own hard earned money.
It was around then that Bartholomew’s powers began to manifest and he was invited to Starlight Academy. Dominic couldn’t live without family, not anymore. He bought a stately villa at the residential area and decided to move in with his brother. He’s going to manage the firm at home, and fly back to the States thrice a year to work out problems, but otherwise, he’s a resident of Manta Carlos until Bartholomew graduates.
Father: Henry Kingsely, deceased
Mother: Agatha Fontana, deceased
Sibling: Bartholomew Kingslew, 20, professional little brother, pain in the ass
Additional Information:
- His little brother, Bartholomew Kingsley, is played by hyperhurricane.
- Dominic is a closet homosexual. He indulges in sexual relations with discrete men from time to time, but they’re never serious or emotional. As obsessed he is with strength, he’s a bit partial to softer, more graceful boys. He’s a very attentive and affectionate lover as long as they understand their place, and should they attempt to publicize their relationship, he will deny it pretty quick.
- On the other hand, he has quite a bit of a playboy reputation going on and picks up a more flirtatious stance around pretty, well-to-do women. He never sleeps with them unless they instigate it, though.
- He didn’t get a letter from SA because his powers were literally never used, and it was so low key and useless in the normal human world that it was virtually undetected. Dominic is still fully convinced he doesn’t have powers.
- Dominic and Bartholomew are Vincenzo Maria Fontana’s distant cousins. They’re also even more distantly related to Florentin Octavius.
