Post by caleb on Feb 28, 2012 23:26:53 GMT -5
Kyrie!
SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world
SHE SAYS I'VE GOT THE BEST
beating heart in the world
HEY THERE, MY NAME IS Stasia
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET 17
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR about three YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE Erika Moss; Travis Wolfe; Ceci Lotus
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IScheat and die!
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET 17
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR about three YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE Erika Moss; Travis Wolfe; Ceci Lotus
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS
IT MAKES HER WANT TO TWIRL AROUND
until she hit’s the ground
until she hit’s the ground
NICKNAMES: Others usually call him: Animal, Beast, Mogral
AGE: Appears Seventeen
GENDER: Male
RACE: Kitsune
CLASS: Class A
PLAY BY:Zed[/size][/ul]
I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away
here before but we never looked away
HAIR: White
SKIN: A bit tan
BODY: A little more on the muscular side. Very lean.
UNUSUAL: White fox ears and tail. . A few scars on his arms; legs and torso (chest and back)
OTHER FORM: Fox form
APPEARANCE:
Kyrie is on the smaller side for a guy standing about 5’4”. Even though he isn’t that tall, Kyrie sure does know how to stand out by sitting like a dog would and jumping on things. He is very flexible, acrobatic, and strong due to living in the wild most of his life. His skin is tanned, which he probably got from his parents and he is a little toned. He had been living in the wild for most of his life, she he has small scars on his arms, legs and torso (chest and back). When he stand on two feet, he hunches over a little making him seem a little shorter than he really is. Kyrie, sadly, doesn’t take to many baths. Luckily he doesn’t always smell, but he does look he has dirt on his face and hands, as well as his bare feet. His hair is pure white, but it is always messy because he isn’t the cleanest guy. He’ll walk on all fours sometimes, like a dog, or should I say fox, even in his human form. He likes to wear loose open close such as tank tops and shorts without wearing shoes. He wears golden bracelets around his wrists and ankles. He has a wild and dangerous look in his bright green eyes like a wild animal. His white fox ears and tail stick out because most Kitsune can’t hide them. He also has sharp nails and long sharp canines, so be careful or he’ll bite.[/size][/ul]
TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose
with one more night what’s left to lose
~ Any type of food (including raw meat)
~ Sunny days
~ Being warm
~ Climbing and sitting in trees
~ Exploring
~ Sleeping
~ Open spaces
~ Animals
DISLIKES:
~ Studying
~ Reading
~ Rain
~ Dogs
~ Storms
~ When someone touches him
~ Closed spaces
~ Others, especially humans
STRENGTHS:
~ Speed
~ Strength
~ Increased Senses (Very strong nose)
~ Fire
WEAKNESSES:
~ Dogs
~ Short temper
~ Isn’t very intelligent (Very primitive)
~ Gets tired easily (over uses energy)
~ Enhanced smell (doesn’t like strong odors)
SECRETS:
~ He doesn’t like being called names besides his own, but he doesn’t really show that it bothers him
OVERALL:
While most monsters try to look and act more like a civilized human to blend in, Kryie would rather be more like his beast side. He’s like a wild dog and will eat anything if he’s hungry, like raw meat from hunting a small animal. Kyrie is like a bloodhound when it comes to tracking things down. He has an extremely strong sense of smell and can track things that passed by days ago, if it hadn’t rained. He can talk and act a little like a human, but a normal human would categorize him as a mongrel or a wild child. He chases small animals and likes to climb around exploring to learn new things. Kyrie isn’t much for reading and isn’t the brightest person when it comes to his studies. He rather be running outside in the forest and being free. He is very short-tempered and usually solves things with fighting or any other sort of primitive ways (such as smashing open things). He doesn’t trust others easily, but when you gain his trust he would never betray you like a loyal bloodhound. He also tends to say what’s on his mind without thinking about the consequences. Kyrie, when he likes someone he will try to help them out as much as possible. He tries to be very nice to them, or his version of nice, which could mean him giving them food. He likes to make others happy because according to him smiles make him feel warm inside. Kyrie likes to discover new things and is way too curious for his own good. He’ll try to figure out how things work, but if you are not careful he might brake it to see the inside of it.[/size][/ul]
WE LAY WITH NOT A WORD TO SAY
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong
alone we’ll wait ‘til something’s wrong
FATHER: ?
SIBLINGS: ?
OTHER PEOPLE: Caleb Reech -Close friend and teacher- [deceased]
HISTORY:
For as long as the boy can remember he has been living on his own. He lived in the forest and was raised along with other wild animals. He never left the forest afraid of the humans who lived in the town near by. He was perfectly fine being alone, but something in side him felt a little sad, like he was missing something. He liked to stay in his human form because it was easy to pick fruits and climb trees. He knew nothing of his kind or the way humans lived. He lived closely with the animals and could even speak with some of them, mainly the canines such as the wolves and foxes. He didn’t care about the way humans lived or what they were like at that time. All he knew living in the forest made him happy.
One day a man was walking through forest. This surprised the boy considering the humans were scared of going through the forest. Rumors had spread that a white fox ghost had been haunting the forest. Glimpses of the fox boy had started major rumors. What made it even odder was the fact that is was in the middle of winter. The cold didn’t bother the boy, but the fact that the prey was scarce was making the boy very hungry. The man left some food, a few slices of raw beef. The boy ate them quickly and the next day the man came again. This happened for a few weeks, the boy never showing himself. Finally the boy came out and met with the man. The boy’s magic had helped him understand the humans language, but not speak it. Over the years, however, the man known as Caleb Reech taught the boy about the human world and taught him how to speak this language. Caleb ended up naming the boy, Kyrie after his own son who had died in that same forest. His son had wandered into the forest before a blizzard when he was fifteen years old and froze to death soon after his wife died of a broken heart. Hering this story, Kyrie tried his best to keep the old man happy by bringing him gifts and showing him wonderful sights in the forest.
Caleb was one of those humans who accepted and welcomed in monsters considering his wife was a Nymph who had died due to the death of her son. He knew about the Academy because he was going to send his son there before the son had died. Kyrie wanted to go so he could make the old man happy that his “son” was going to a safe place. Soon after that Caleb died due to heart failure. Kyrie ended up going to the Academy, but he struggles with his beast side and fitting in. Of course other would stay way from a beast like him and he really doesn’t mind being by himself. Still Kyrie tries his hardest to at least graduate from the Academy fulfilling the old man’s last wish before going back to live in the forest. He doesn’t know what else to do with his life after completing school, so he wants to go back to his happy life in the forest never forgetting his old friend.[/size][/ul]
WITH FACES PRESSED AGAINST THE
wall lets show the world what we are about
wall lets show the world what we are about
RP SAMPLE: Travis walked around the yard, young eyes glancing back and forth searching for his abusive older siblings. He hoped today would be a day of resting, but then again he never got one of those days. He pushed his fingers through his blond hair, pulling his bangs off of his eyes. His seven-year-old body was covered in bruises and cuts from the training had the other day. Marcus, his older brother, had constantly provoked him today and Travis felt like he was going to blow any second.
With another quick look around, the young boy tiptoed over to a small grave. A couple days ago his older sister Abigail had killed Travis’ pet bird, Vinny. It was his only friend in this prison he called home. Before he had to undergo this strict training, Travis would take Vinny out of his cage and read while the small bird sat on his shoulder. The young boy sniffed, blinking away the tears that had started to form.
“Quite sulking you worthless mutt.” Travis turned around swiftly at the voice. It was Abigail with a wicked grin on her beautiful face. She had black pits for eyes and long golden hair. She was leaned against a tree trunk smirking at her younger brother. “I am not crying.” Travis growled. How dare that witch come near this grave. She was the one who had killed his friend. He was filled with rage and his blond hair began to change into a jet-black color. Abigail lifted an eyebrow and stood straight. “Yes you were you baby. Quit trying to act tough. I know what a weakling you really are.” She sneered.
Travis’ hair was now all black. He growled and jumped at the older woman. He managed to dodge her kick and his teeth sunk into her arm. Abigail didn’t even look fazed. She flung the young boy against the tree causing him to let go. Sparks flew in his vision and he let go with a small groan of pain. “Get up and go to brother. You know how he hates to be kept waiting.” With that she walked away without looking back, leaving her brother in the dirt.
The young boy got a little so that he was now on his hands and knees. No way he was going cry, he wouldn’t give those evil creatures the satisfaction of seeing him suffer. With a small grunt, Travis stood up and rested one hand on the tree trunk for support. His breath was a little wheezy and his ribs ached painfully. Abigail had thrown him with a lot of force. If he were a regular human, he would have at least broke a few bones. Travis, however, was a black dog. A supposed bloodthirsty monster that loves to get his hands, or paws, stained with crimson blood. The young boy, however, never would want to be like that. No matter how much they pushed him, he would never become a lapdog for the mafia. Straitening up, Travis took one more glance at the small grave before walking off to find the devil he called his borther.[/size][/ul]
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