Post by dexter on Feb 11, 2012 18:00:05 GMT -5
dexter alfred blues !
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 Archie
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET Seventeen
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR eight YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE N/A
AND OH, WAIT, ONE LAST THING. THAT PHRASE IN THE RULES IS/cheat and die;;.!
AND I'VE BEEN AROUND THIS PLANET Seventeen
TIMES, BUT I'VE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR eight YEARS.
THE OTHER CHARACTERS I PLAY HERE ARE N/A
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: Dex or Blues
AGE: sixteen
GENDER: male
RACE: Chimera
CLASS: C-class
PLAY BY: Cheren from Pokemon Black and White[/size][/ul]
I SWEAR TOGETHER WE'VE BEEN
here before but we never looked away
here before but we never looked away
HAIR: Black
SKIN: Pale cream
BODY: Very small and skinny, almost a sickly frail look
UNUSUAL: Being a Chimera, there isn't much Dexter can do to avoid still appearing abnormal, much to his dismay. This starts with the fact that, as much as Dexter tries to hide it with long sleeves and business attire.... his back, the back of his legs and arms are stripes much like the pattern of a tigers. Next, is the fact that he has a tail, this tail takes after his more monkey attributes, and is along bushy black tail.
OTHER FORM: His true Chimera form is part primate, more specifically Spider Monkey, and part Siberian tiger. The mixture consists of what looks to be a regular white tiger, large in stature, white stripes, and feline like face. However, it does not possess feline-like anatomy, and instead shares these features with his Monkey half. Bare hands with the ability to grab and hold onto things, as well as feet and tail that have the ability to do the same.
APPEARANCE: Dressed to impress, is a phrase that Dexter takes to heart. You see, he isn't a very impressive looking creature to begin with. He's short, for starters, only standing at 5'4, something he hopes he'll grow out of soon. Even if he did though, Dexter is frail, and skinny, though he tries to stand with power, it looks as though anyone could push him over. It doesn't help either that his fuzzy little tail probably only adds on to cuteness. Which is why, he tries to dress in formal attire, suit and tie...Well mostly. It may also be due to the fact that Dexter tries to hide the stripes that mark his body, and tries his best to avoid short sleeves, shorts...or even taking of his shirt if he can.
Facial wise, he has a nice face, though perhaps a little stern looking, as though he might scold you. His deep blue eyes are hidden behind red glasses. Being a chimera enhances his senses, his vision during the day time is horrible, thus the glasses are needed as a human. It's during night that Dexter's vision is incredible, and the glasses are not needed at all. A smile from Dexter is rare, though due to his personality, it's a wonder why he lacks a smile on his face. When he does smile though, it's a rather forced looking one, as though he's irritated that he has to smile at you.
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TWO SEATS INSIDE AN EMPTY ROOM
with one more night what’s left to lose
with one more night what’s left to lose
Gossip: Curiosity killed the cat
People: He thrives off of people.
Playgrounds: Fun to monkey around on
Talking: Quite the chatty kid he is
Flowers: So pretty~
Romance: In the end, he is quite the hopeless romantic.
Singing: Though other people tend not to like his singing at all
DISLIKES:
Stripes and Tail: It bothers him that he can't manage to fully hide his true appearance.
Silence: It's awkward and he can't learn things if it's quiet.
Snobs: For some reason they think they're better than him, and he doesn't understand.
Being told to be quiet: or that he talks to fast.
Relaxed people: They make him feel tired.
No news: No news is terrible news
Being ignored: It kills him inside a little every time.
Being kissed: Close face contact is...weird.
Meat: The texture is gross.
STRENGTHS:
Control over fire
Increased Strength
Increased Senses
Acrobatics & Gymnastics
WEAKNESSES:
Poor vision in daylight.
Hemophobia
Very frail, his body is easily broken.
Water
The cold
SECRETS:
Dexter actually likes older women over any female ages. Older as in...adult 20 and above women.
He tries to act oblivious to being treated like dirt, he's really more aware than he lets on.
He's afraid to be alone.
OVERALL: Dexter is social, he just loves to talk to people! Why, this talkative rascal can't keep quiet for too long, much to his inner dismay, even in classes. This is something that Dexter usually tries to excuse by saying “I need to be talking at all times. Otherwise all of the little thoughts and inner feelings I don't want others know will explode like a zit that's ready to pop." and then he'll nod, and expect you to understand his "condition". This may or may not be true, because despite feeling the desperate need to speak, he never does end up spilling every secret though he has.
Speaking of secrets, if you know what's good for you, NEVER under any circumstances, tell Dexter a secret. For if you do, he'll promise that he won’t tell a soul. The next thing you know, Dexter will be trying to tell anyone and everyone he thinks your information would be valuable to.
It's best just not to listen or talk to Dexter, though he's so persistent to get heard, that he'll choose the obnoxious approach, which varies depending on who the person is.
Now, Dexter is a hopeless romantic, and can be quite the flirt when he wants to be. Women of all ages should be a little wary of this bugger...when he starts to try to hold your hand, your stuck with him on your heels for some time. He'll try to charm his way into your heart, acting as sweet, and puppy-dogish as possible. Sometimes he'll even offer to listen to you talk about your life...if you so need to. Luckily for that person, if he likes them enough, they have nothing to fear about him telling everyone about their secrets. That is to say, however, if the girl even trusts him to begin with.
Now, Dexter can seem like a nosey, light hearted gossip queen, but he too has his dark side. Just as everyone has at least a little bit of a darker side to them. His more serious side is paranoid, afraid that if he's left alone, one or both of two things will happen. One, that he'll think himself into insanity, (it doesn't matter to him whether or not it's possible), this might also be why he talks so much, and tries to be around people. Or two, someone might eventually just kill him. You see, Dexter tries to pretend to be oblivious to being mistreated as a Chimera, but he knows full well. This might also be why he tries to talk to people so much, it is because he wants to make friends, in hopes that maybe eventually people...will just stop hating his species. Though he kind of knows it's a useless cause, being around others comforts him.
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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: John Blues, 45.
SIBLINGS: N/A
OTHER PEOPLE: "Auntie" age 50
HISTORY:
Dexter was born an only child into the Blues family, which was a family of two very quiet parents. His father, had hardly any time to pay attention to his mother or him, coming home only late at night, and then leaving first thing in the morning. Though both Dexter and his mother never could figure out why. His family was in hiding after all, they didn't want to be killed...though if Dad wanted to get killed it would honestly be no skin of the rest of the families noes'. They were family, yes, but over hardly ever speaking with one another, it's hard to be too attached to. Or at least that's how Dexter felt, even at such a young age.
Now his family didn't live too far from human life, however, they were in fact in hiding, for good reason. His parents didn't want to be killed, they for the most part, didn't want their son to die. They were constantly surrounded, it seemed, by enemies. This is why, Dexter was never to leave his life in the wilderness, nor could he leave mothers side. Not that he minded so much for the first part of his life, but when Dexter started to grow...be started to become restless. No one to talk to...he had no friends in this world...he could only stay with mother, and even she... hardly ever spoke to him. What was he? A monster then? He had done nothing wrong, and yet... his parents keep speaking of keeping themselves a secret. Why? The more the years past, the more Dexter began to loathe his life. The lack of communication was driving him crazy....the secrets were driving him crazy out of curiosity. This is how the majority of his life went by, waiting for something to change.
At age twelve of his long, and rather dull life, his father never returned home to them. His mother continuously spoke of how she knew something like this was going to happen, and how he should have seen it coming. It never connected to Dexter's brain that father might have been harmed. Instead he made a realization. Father left because he was sick of hiding, sick of all of this nonsense. He wanted to be like father...he wanted to be free... to leave him home, to speak freely. To have people actually talk to him. Dexter was soon finding that he craved this more than anything. So leaving was exactly what the chimera did next. Only for a short while though, just to see what was so dangerous. Now, Dexter never encountered a human up close, but when he did see one, he froze, and stared in pure amazement. They were so unlike a chimera. They were....beautiful, social creatures. They had no stripes, no tails, but what looked to be a clean cream coloured skin. At that moment in his life Dexter became ashamed of what he was...of not being human at all.
When Dexter returned to his mother, heart throbbing from shame, he found that mother was nowhere to be seen. There seemed to be no signs of struggle anywhere...he didn't entirely understand...perhaps she just went to go find something to eat. Or maybe she went looking for him. So we waited alone...and waited...and waited, but found no signs of return from his mother. Instead a woman returned, telling him his mother is fine, and also..to call her Auntie. He wasn't sure who she was, but instantly clung to her, telling her he was confused and alone. She replied that she knew all of that, and offered for him to come along. Dexter, very willingly followed, still unsure of who this "Auntie" person was, and why she was so old.
Soon enough Dexter was living with Auntie now, and years later at fifteen, he was enrolled to his first year in a place where "he would be safe" as Auntie had said it. Dexter was a new person...what would he do from there? He could truly find himself in a school. But...what kind of person would he be?
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RP SAMPLE: Crimson licked his lips, wondering what on earth he was going to do about this situation at hand. He would just have to punish himself, yes, that would suffice nicely. Now, the vampire didn't general enjoy causing himself extreme agony, but sometimes...he was just too foolish, and broke some of his rules. Foolish vampire, doing foolish things how entirely rude of him, next time, the vampire broke a terrible rule, he wasn't sure what he'd do. Perhaps tie him to an anchor and have Gabriel lower him into sea? Surely the vampire baby would enjoy that. Then again, he could not kill himself, he still had much to do...much to do indeed. What would he do if Cammie was harmed while he was away? Crimson doubted there was such thing as killing yourself in the afterlife, so that kind of punishment was out of the question. Ohh...what to do...? It seemed this gallant gent was too set on his current life to do much of ...well... killing himself. No matter how many times he broke his own rules.
"My name is Estelle Finch." Crimson's yellow eyes stared at Estelle with a strange look, one mixed between sadness, and great happiness. "What a beautiful name, dear, Finch..I always did love that word...." he would have continued too, had Crimson just realized that no one was paying any attention to him. "Hmmmm." the lady was speaking, but he understood that Gabriel was the more important one, after all, he did just get hurt. Wonderful Cammie, as always, taking such good care of Fang's pets.
A sad smile appeared on Crimsons face, and suddenly he found his own arms wrapped around himself, watching the two interact with each other. Was he witnessing something that Gabriel could not comprehend, something that Crimson had searched for so desperately, and found nothing in the end? Was he seeing something that was not for him? Could it be...love...no, not love, true love was what it was, and it was just enough to break his heart to a million pieces. Perhaps, in a good way though. Crimson could never truly identify his own emotions, but when he saw Cammie, he knew that there must be something , some spark of care, for the monster. Are you not just getting in the way, Crimson? he asked himself, and chuckled ever so slightly "Perhaps, but you see, I've done it so much, I wouldn't know how to quit." What he was talking about, he wasn't quite sure. He would allow Cammie to love Gabriel, if she so willed it, he would allow Gabriel to feel the same way. Of course, he would always feel that the vampire girl deserved better, better than anyone who could ever exist on this planet...perhaps though, he should just settle with her settling with someone by herself.
"Oh Gabriel," his lips and voice began before Crimson could think of what he was going to say, causing the vampire to stare, with a blank expression "I believe the youn-" he choked a little before trying again "young lady has apologized, if you feel up to it, poor Gabriel, and are not so hurt, would you possible mind...doing something so small as to nod your head in forgiveness?" Do it...no patience, Crimson, we must learn patience....Oh but must we? Yes, besides, even though I'm honestly giving him an option, with no punishment, he'll think I'm not, and will do it because I say so. You horrible cannibalistic monster...Oh but isn't that the beauty of it all? he wasn't sure why he was suddenly in such an evil, twisted mood, because all of a sudden he was thinking that being a cannibal was beautiful. It was not.
"Oh Estelle, dear, why don't you help Gabriel, yes? It must be hard for Cammie to do it all on her own." he paused and looked at Cammie, and then to Gabriel. He would certainly love to help, he WANTED to help Cammie, but...he found he could not do it, if he got to close to Gabriel, the vampire...would die "I'm sorry I can't help you, I find I'm a little messy with my hands," he smiled "I do so apologize, once more, I would, but with such messy hands, I fear, Gabriel would find himself in quite the pickle." His eyes flashed after speaking, sun-like eyes staring directly at Gabriel, and smiled, large fangs exposed "If you know what I mean.....and I should certainly hope not.
He laughed a little and turned away from the others, heart seeming to sink to the bottom of his chest. Had he truly become so selfish and useless? Was he so pointless to the plot? [/size][/ul]
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