Name: Angelus Timor

Title of Fanfic: Destined for Royalty (DFF's sequel that isn't even remotely close to being published...)

Profile: Timor (a false name conceived for his line of work) left home - a small, quiet island where, in his own words, "things went to die" - his parents, and his two younger siblings, to explore the world, though his skills soon attracted unwanted attention from the World Government and eventually he fell under their thumb as a hired assassin. The "partnership" lasted only a few years, ending with an /incident/ that left Timor on the verge of death. He was rescued and given asylum by Whitebeard and his crew, and was eventually given the task of providing support while working under Portgas D. Ace.

Appearance: Timor is rather tall but well-proportioned and fit. Has frosty-pink hair styled wildly about his chin, though because of its unnecessarily eye-catching color, he's taken to the habit of keeping it tucked up under a black hat. Typically wears a white button-down shirt beneath a black-backed gray vest and black pants, as well as black loafers. (He dresses a bit like Sanji, actually, if that helps the visualization).

Devil Fruit/Abilities: Ate the Tero-Tero no Mi while in the service of the WG, giving him the power to pray on people's darkest fears and manipulate their surroundings to play to that effect; can result in stunning of the victim or, in extreme case, death by heart attack. Timor is also trained in a variety of weapons, though he prefers the swiftness of a dagger as opposed to the flashiness of a gun.

Weaknesses: Unsocial, though not for lack of the necessary social skills. Untrusting. Loyal to only two men, Ace and Whitebeard. Reliant on his skill, though he has little regard for his own safety, as it doesn't matter much to him whether or not he has a bright future ahead of him.

Infiltrations: Member of Whitebeard's crew, Ace's division