Dariya Kankanin

NAME: Dariya Kankanin (do not tell him it’s a girl name. People generally call him Dari)

AGE: 314 years old (so still a kid)

GENDER: male

SCHOOLING YEAR: First year

SPECIES: A variant of a Minimoy

PLACE OF ORIGIN: Somewhere in Africa



OVERALL PERSONALITY: Dariya is a little ball of laughter. He is quite young and quite innocent. He may not be the sharpest tool in the shed, but he is the most smiling little ray of sunshine you will meet. He is far from being shy and loves talking. He’s quite a chatterbox.



LIKES: 1) laughing, he giggles at just about anything. 2) Climbing and exploring. He disappears at times. 3) Honesty, not the blunt kind, but just being generally truthful. 4) Loves surprises, or anything new and unexpected



DISLIKES: 1) hates night time / dark places. 2) Hates solitude, he will constantly drag (so to speak) people into his adventures and explorations, or he will sit on their shoulders and chit-chat away. 3) Isn’t a big fan of thunderstorms and rain, a rain drop can feel like a bullet for him (Due to tininess) 4) the idea of permanently harming anyone.



STRENGTHS: 1) He’s an optimist by definition, he will see the bright side to basically any situation. 2) He’s quite quick on his feet contrarily to what people might believe. His species has been known for outrunning African Cats and so on in order to survive. So he has no trouble keeping up with his peers. 3) Is quite brave (sorta reckless) but has a brave heart.



WEAKNESSES: 1) He wears his emotions on his sleeve, so it is quite easy to read him. He often lets his emotions get the best of him. 2) He’s a little chaotic, and spontaneous which gets him in a lot of trouble 3) Easily distracted, and when using his powers he need to focus, so if distracted, he may not use his powers properly because “oh hey, jellybean!” 4) Doesn’t respond too well to authority (he won’t rebel, he’s just not great at following instructions)



FEARS: 1) Rain. He hates Rain. 2) Cats, they tend to want to eat him. 3) Not being able to use his powers for good. He hates the thought of only using them to harm, unless it’s to protect someone, he strays away from inducing pain unto anyone.



POWER(S): Dari has no physical powers whatsoever, but the tiny lad does have Psionic Inundation. He can basically flood the mind with pain inducement or senses of calm. He dislikes using his powers for bad, but in a situation of life or death he will. He much rather use his powers to calm comrade’s before a stressful exam, induce feeling of peacefulness when someone becomes overtly chaotic. He can only affect one person at a time and this person must be completely visible from head-toe (a maximum of 100m.) His powers are strengthened when he know the person who’s mind he’s blasting since he will know what generally calms or harms the person. When the person is a completely stranger, Dari improvises. Psychic shields and such null his powers.



PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION: Dariya’s hair has a mind of its own, it holds up and makes up most of his height. It is jet black, almost blue on sunny days. His eyes are a very light shade of blue, almost clear. His ears are long and slim and pointy, much like cat ears, they reflect exactly what Dariya feels, they will droop down when he’s sad, they will stand alert when he’s in danger and they will stay pinned to his head when he’s angry. He stands 102 mm tall, and can be held in a human’s hand. He is tiny and slightly chubby, but NOT fat. He quite enjoys sitting on people’s shoulders to feel “normal.”



PLAYBY: Betameche from Arthur and the Minimoys, with jet black hair and very light blue eyes.



HISTORY: Dariya was born in Africa in a tribe of just over 500 minis. The close-knit tribe travelled from place to pace across the African Savana. Dariya was one of the only youngsters in the tribe and so was always kept out of harm’s way. Unlike most minis, from a young age, Dariya began showing signs of having mental powers that were quite rare amongst the tiny mythical beings. His parents who were part of the tribe elders/leaders, made it their ultimate priority to keep their protégé son from danger.

One morning, the tribe was captured by humans. The elders sacrificed themselves to allow for the survival of their kin, unfortunately to no avail. Dariya was the only one to escape.





FAMILY: Dariya remembers little of his family, he was one of the 80 younglings in the tribe, he had one older sister who was on the verge of becoming an adult and his parents were the head elders of the tribe. He still dreams of his sister nightly and on some rare days, he barely speaks at all, stuck reminiscing about his tribe’s kidnapping. Deep down, the child knows that he will never see them again, that his tribe was most likely massacred and stuffed like little dolls, sitting on display shelves somewhere.