Post by Shawn on Apr 21, 2009 15:44:31 GMT -7
Out Of Character
What would you liked to be called?: centra
Are you over the age of 13?: yeah
Have you read and understood all the rules?: yeah
In Character
Name: Shawn
Age: 35
Gender: male
Species: Shape Shifter
Special Power:
Father: Irvy
Mother: Denise
Sibling/s: two sisters and one brother
Partner: n/a
Appearance: 2
Shawn stands about 6'3" with black hair and green eyes, hair is a shaggy mess that's no longer than a few inches. His body is well built, toned muscles as he spends his day working out in some way. He only wears clothes in winter otherwise he's naked as a jaybird and using a hand to cover himself up.
Body is tanned with only the bottom of his feet being his normal skin color. His body is covered with a few scars as he finds himself getting into fights when in his animal form. Shawn can be found covered in dried stinky mud occasionally, he baths everyday but doesn't mind being dirty.
Animal Form and Appearance: Gorilla. Hairy body, large skull, silver colored hair on back, average silver back mountain gorilla male.
100 high x 50 wide px Avatar Image of your character:
No bigger than 300 high x 530 wide px Signature Image:
Personality: 3
Shawn is quiet, content and shy in his human form, spending the day working out or just surviving. He's sweet, good natured and respectful always willing to show a lady a good time. He loves how his body is built with muscle but not so much that he looks unnatural. The man doesn't really care about his overall appearance though, usually caked in mud and hair a mess he can be found in trees, meadows and water or pretty much anywhere.
In his animal form he's unreasonable, irrational, and dangerous when provoked. He can get in anywhere from one to six fights in a month, fighting other shifters or animals. When in his shifted form he tries to stay calm and by himself but that doesn't always go to plan.
Shawn doesn't believe in going into the neutral town to party. He likes staying in his territory where he knows the layout of the land and things are familiar. Unfamiliar things worry him as they're unpredictable and can cause him to become defensive.
Strengths:
strength
looks
Weaknesses:
dominance issues
obsession with his body
Mental Health: unstable
Likes:
fruit
women
familiar things
Dislikes:
unfamiliar things
Past: 4
Shawn grew up in the south with his small family. When he was fifteen he was moved to the north to be with his father's side of the family. His behavior had gotten out of control, he was getting into fights, disrespectful to his parents and almost killed his brother. His uncle tried teaching him the more peaceful ways of mediation, which failed miserably as Shawn couldn't focus.
The teenager only seemed to when he was working out or some ohter form of exercise, so this is what they did everday. Soon Shawn found himself not needing to exercise as much to keep calm, though the story was entirely different when he shifted. His form was violent, demanding and dominant so much that he rarely shifted.
Then one winter his uncle died and he had no one to turn to. He tried living in the public eye but found it too noisy. In the wilderness he was at one with himself. Shawn had his own little hut at the edge of a meadow and that was all that he needed.
Over the years he found himself a few partners but none could really take the whole being in the middle of nowhere thing. So he's chosen to just live his life the way he wants it. If anyone wants to join him they're welcome to on a few conditions though..
Sample Post:
Salma carefully guided herself through the forest, trees seemed to bend away from her, making a path when things got too tight. Snorting her mind pushed away the memories that had engraved themselves into her skull. The lab... Sal's thoughts swirled around looking up at the building in decay. Instantly it seemed she flashed back.
Easy girl...this won't hurt a bit.. the man whispered hugging her head. The mare whinnied and began to struggle against them, as her body was poked several times by sharp needles.....
Shaking her head, the memory was subdued once again. Sal then looked at her shadow, that of a unicorn. Her plume tossed itself as she looked around the building. She, herself had been here numerous times, curious and searching nothing in particular but just looking for someone else that was like her. That didn't look like a normal horse.
This building was the whole reason why she looked like a freak, why she was these odd colors and why she couldn't die. Snorting she tossed her head and glared at the building as dark rain clouds formed and began raining. Lowering her head the mare couldn't destroy this place, even if she loathed it - at least not yet anyway. She needed to find out if others here were just like her, or if they were normal looking horses. The rain poured over the entire area, soaking everything, the mare made the moss spread even more from the crumbling facility. Moss was easy but also the most noticeable but it didn't easily give off her position.
Salma knew every horse could bend elements, but she was looking for other immortals. Those that couldn't die by a mortals will. Nickering the mare's eyes looked around not seeing anyone but then she was still at the forests edge.
Easy girl...this won't hurt a bit.. the man whispered hugging her head. The mare whinnied and began to struggle against them, as her body was poked several times by sharp needles.....
Shaking her head, the memory was subdued once again. Sal then looked at her shadow, that of a unicorn. Her plume tossed itself as she looked around the building. She, herself had been here numerous times, curious and searching nothing in particular but just looking for someone else that was like her. That didn't look like a normal horse.
This building was the whole reason why she looked like a freak, why she was these odd colors and why she couldn't die. Snorting she tossed her head and glared at the building as dark rain clouds formed and began raining. Lowering her head the mare couldn't destroy this place, even if she loathed it - at least not yet anyway. She needed to find out if others here were just like her, or if they were normal looking horses. The rain poured over the entire area, soaking everything, the mare made the moss spread even more from the crumbling facility. Moss was easy but also the most noticeable but it didn't easily give off her position.
Salma knew every horse could bend elements, but she was looking for other immortals. Those that couldn't die by a mortals will. Nickering the mare's eyes looked around not seeing anyone but then she was still at the forests edge.
bleh. this took forever, but it's done ^_^