Post by Aztec on Sept 9, 2011 15:14:56 GMT -5
Aztec
" So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
"
the basics,
»»character full name: Aztec
»»age: 3
»»gender: Male
»»sexual orientation: heterosexual
»»position: Although he desires to be in a pack he forces himself to be a rogue.
»»breed: German Shepard
»»corruption:he isn’t sure, but he believes he’s infected.
»»alliance:Neutral at the moment.
»»powers: Fire- His fangs, saliva, claws and pads become as hot as molten lava. When this happens his teeth glow and claws a red like metal heated near its melting point, smoke rises from his nose, mouth and pads.
This power makes him quite hot and dehydrated, it also leaves him worn and tired after using.(The more he uses it the more tired he becomes when he reaches his limit he just collapses unconscious)
Shadow- His fur becomes hard like stone(Though he can't use this power when insane and it doesn't last for long, 30 seconds tops)
the appearance,
»»eyes: Brown
»»markings: He has many scars covering his body, but most are covered by his thick fur. The noticeable ones are one his chest where a dog ripped at when he was insane, the wound nearly killed him.
»»height: 28 inches
»»weight: 80 lbs
»»general appearance: Aztec is quite the handsome male, his long thick coat shines with health. His large head mostly masked by black, his check hair a beautiful golden brown. His black ears with tufts of fur behind them are constantly alert, swiveling back and forth to take in every sound. The black travels down to cover his back and sides before ticks of gold blend into it as if fades into the brown German Sheppard’s are known for. Black with brown ticks covered his flacks carry up to the black covering his back before moving to the tail where more brown accents the lower have of the tail.
Intelligent Brown eyes capture the attention of all who look at this large brute, always seeming to hold some kind of alluring mystery. Alight with emotions one cannot identify his eyes seem to see into your soul.
the personality,
»»likes: quiet places, the night, being alone, having someone to talk to every now and again, the times when he’s not insane.
»»dislikes: Losing control, loud noises, obnoxious dogs, dogs that think they’re better then others because of what they are. Dogs that talk to much.
»»strengths: His insanity, when he’s like this he becomes a monster unafraid of anything, he does not feel pain only an insatiable bloodlust. He has quite the silver tongue.
»»weaknesses: He suffers from sudden bursts of insanity, when he’s like this he because violent trying to rip apart anything near him without any regard for his life/body. He does not have any rational thought and will tear apart his best friend/lover if they get to close.
His tongue can get him into more trouble then his insanity could ever, he has gained many enemies with his wise cracks.
Although he comes across as a heartless dog he actually has quite the soft heart.
Because he doesn’t feel any pain when insane he can sustain a serious injury or bleed to death without realizing it.
»»secrets: He secretly fears his insanity. He still has nightmares about killing his mother and adoptive pack.
»»general personality:
For the most part Aztec seems like a normal lonely dog, one who is always sitting on the outskirts of the crowd watching from the shadows. But when one actually gets up the gut to approach him- and he doesn’t turn them away- they find he has quite the tongue, either to flirt or to give a wise crack. He doesn’t get involved in fights but when one does come his way(which it does quite often) he will take two courses of action. The most common is for him to roll his eyes and wise crack about it or he’ll walk away. He is slow to anger but he is quick to bore a deadly mood to get him in because he can become unpredictable as he attempts to try and ease his boredom. He can be quite the conniving one, always aware of his surroundings and what is going on in it, How this information may help him or give him a in advantage, or how it will hinder him. OF course he usually doesn’t put that side to work.
Aztec usually tries to avoid others, in an attempt to save them from himself. Aztec often times talks to himself as if addressing his darker half as it constantly tries to tempt him, at times he even start to yell and shout. He fears his other half and because of this he is cold toward everyone he fears he might have a chance to become attached to.
He seems to be in a content gloomy or brooding mood almost cold unless provoked, when one manages to break down the defenses he’s placed up they’ll see his energetic and goofy nature more often although he won’t stay like that for long. Heck, he doesn’t stay around anyone for very long before vanishing (something he’s quite good at doing, actually).
He doesn’t tell you his name right off the bat, he doesn’t see the reason to go introducing himself only revealing his name until asked. He’s polite and courteous very respectful of females(having been raised by only his mother he tends to hold them in higher regard). Males he’s good natured but for a lady he’ll dirty his pelt in the mud if it means sparing her from getting her paws wet. Although he’s not quick to anger when Aztec finally does explode you need to get out of there and fast! All around he seems like a normal dog with a quirky nature.
Then you have his other side. Although most of the time Aztec is normal dog he has a darker side as random and sudden insanity consumes him. When he is like this he is blood thirsty and violent, he will rip apart his best friend if he crosses his path. Much like that of the human legends of a werewolf or jackal and hide. He become silver tongued and heartless, desiring one thing and one thing only, to kill or maim. Yes he’ll have an intelligent conversation with you while in this state, but you better tread lightly for one false move and you’ll be attacked. He because very disrespectful towards females. Cold and calculating, he has no regard for his body, pain goes not effect him (though he’ll feel it in the morning).
the history,
»»mother: Fee, a favored
»»father: His father is unknown but he believes he was a hated
»»siblings: He knows of none
»»others:
»»background:
Aztec was born to a favored fea who had been seduced by a hated(although he can only guess since his mother never told him anything about his father). His mother fearing that her comrades would kill her pups upon finding out about their father the fea left to raise her children on her own, but she lost all but one due to starvation. As he grew Aztec showed signs of the insanity that plagued the hated, but his mother still loved and raised him until he turned a year, sustaining many scars for her troubles teaching him out to use his powers. In the end Aztec ended up killing her in one of his attacks. Waking up covered in his mother’s blood horrified the young dog who fled in an attempt to escape it all. But as time has passed his insanity has become worse and worse as he began to hear the voice of his “other side”.
For about two month the male traveled on his own avoiding all as much as he could, yet his desire to have contact with others drove him to seek the company of others. He soon stumbled upon a small pack of Neutrals trying to etch out a life without bringing anger from the favored or hated. They welcomed Aztec and for a short time the insanity seemed to leave him and he began to think he could have a normal life with these dogs. But his insanity returned after five months with the pack, he slaughtered the powerless dogs sustaining the injury on his chest from the alpha.
Ever since these two incidents Aztec has avoided others like the plague, refusing to remain near anyone for very long. Now he has learned to recognize the signs indicating his plunge into insanity enabling him to hang around others in relative safety. Though he is still huanted by the dreams of when he killed the ones he loved.
the player,
»»alias:X00Tray00X
»»age:
»»contact: email or pm me
»»rp sample:
Password:~Admin Edit~
How did you find us?:Followed you over from Free as a Bird
" So what if you can see the darkest side of me?
No one will ever change this animal I have become
Help me believe it's not the real me
Somebody help me tame this animal I have become
"
the basics,
»»character full name: Aztec
»»age: 3
»»gender: Male
»»sexual orientation: heterosexual
»»position: Although he desires to be in a pack he forces himself to be a rogue.
»»breed: German Shepard
»»corruption:he isn’t sure, but he believes he’s infected.
»»alliance:Neutral at the moment.
»»powers: Fire- His fangs, saliva, claws and pads become as hot as molten lava. When this happens his teeth glow and claws a red like metal heated near its melting point, smoke rises from his nose, mouth and pads.
This power makes him quite hot and dehydrated, it also leaves him worn and tired after using.(The more he uses it the more tired he becomes when he reaches his limit he just collapses unconscious)
Shadow- His fur becomes hard like stone(Though he can't use this power when insane and it doesn't last for long, 30 seconds tops)
the appearance,
»»eyes: Brown
»»markings: He has many scars covering his body, but most are covered by his thick fur. The noticeable ones are one his chest where a dog ripped at when he was insane, the wound nearly killed him.
»»height: 28 inches
»»weight: 80 lbs
»»general appearance: Aztec is quite the handsome male, his long thick coat shines with health. His large head mostly masked by black, his check hair a beautiful golden brown. His black ears with tufts of fur behind them are constantly alert, swiveling back and forth to take in every sound. The black travels down to cover his back and sides before ticks of gold blend into it as if fades into the brown German Sheppard’s are known for. Black with brown ticks covered his flacks carry up to the black covering his back before moving to the tail where more brown accents the lower have of the tail.
Intelligent Brown eyes capture the attention of all who look at this large brute, always seeming to hold some kind of alluring mystery. Alight with emotions one cannot identify his eyes seem to see into your soul.
the personality,
»»likes: quiet places, the night, being alone, having someone to talk to every now and again, the times when he’s not insane.
»»dislikes: Losing control, loud noises, obnoxious dogs, dogs that think they’re better then others because of what they are. Dogs that talk to much.
»»strengths: His insanity, when he’s like this he becomes a monster unafraid of anything, he does not feel pain only an insatiable bloodlust. He has quite the silver tongue.
»»weaknesses: He suffers from sudden bursts of insanity, when he’s like this he because violent trying to rip apart anything near him without any regard for his life/body. He does not have any rational thought and will tear apart his best friend/lover if they get to close.
His tongue can get him into more trouble then his insanity could ever, he has gained many enemies with his wise cracks.
Although he comes across as a heartless dog he actually has quite the soft heart.
Because he doesn’t feel any pain when insane he can sustain a serious injury or bleed to death without realizing it.
»»secrets: He secretly fears his insanity. He still has nightmares about killing his mother and adoptive pack.
»»general personality:
For the most part Aztec seems like a normal lonely dog, one who is always sitting on the outskirts of the crowd watching from the shadows. But when one actually gets up the gut to approach him- and he doesn’t turn them away- they find he has quite the tongue, either to flirt or to give a wise crack. He doesn’t get involved in fights but when one does come his way(which it does quite often) he will take two courses of action. The most common is for him to roll his eyes and wise crack about it or he’ll walk away. He is slow to anger but he is quick to bore a deadly mood to get him in because he can become unpredictable as he attempts to try and ease his boredom. He can be quite the conniving one, always aware of his surroundings and what is going on in it, How this information may help him or give him a in advantage, or how it will hinder him. OF course he usually doesn’t put that side to work.
Aztec usually tries to avoid others, in an attempt to save them from himself. Aztec often times talks to himself as if addressing his darker half as it constantly tries to tempt him, at times he even start to yell and shout. He fears his other half and because of this he is cold toward everyone he fears he might have a chance to become attached to.
He seems to be in a content gloomy or brooding mood almost cold unless provoked, when one manages to break down the defenses he’s placed up they’ll see his energetic and goofy nature more often although he won’t stay like that for long. Heck, he doesn’t stay around anyone for very long before vanishing (something he’s quite good at doing, actually).
He doesn’t tell you his name right off the bat, he doesn’t see the reason to go introducing himself only revealing his name until asked. He’s polite and courteous very respectful of females(having been raised by only his mother he tends to hold them in higher regard). Males he’s good natured but for a lady he’ll dirty his pelt in the mud if it means sparing her from getting her paws wet. Although he’s not quick to anger when Aztec finally does explode you need to get out of there and fast! All around he seems like a normal dog with a quirky nature.
Then you have his other side. Although most of the time Aztec is normal dog he has a darker side as random and sudden insanity consumes him. When he is like this he is blood thirsty and violent, he will rip apart his best friend if he crosses his path. Much like that of the human legends of a werewolf or jackal and hide. He become silver tongued and heartless, desiring one thing and one thing only, to kill or maim. Yes he’ll have an intelligent conversation with you while in this state, but you better tread lightly for one false move and you’ll be attacked. He because very disrespectful towards females. Cold and calculating, he has no regard for his body, pain goes not effect him (though he’ll feel it in the morning).
the history,
»»mother: Fee, a favored
»»father: His father is unknown but he believes he was a hated
»»siblings: He knows of none
»»others:
»»background:
Aztec was born to a favored fea who had been seduced by a hated(although he can only guess since his mother never told him anything about his father). His mother fearing that her comrades would kill her pups upon finding out about their father the fea left to raise her children on her own, but she lost all but one due to starvation. As he grew Aztec showed signs of the insanity that plagued the hated, but his mother still loved and raised him until he turned a year, sustaining many scars for her troubles teaching him out to use his powers. In the end Aztec ended up killing her in one of his attacks. Waking up covered in his mother’s blood horrified the young dog who fled in an attempt to escape it all. But as time has passed his insanity has become worse and worse as he began to hear the voice of his “other side”.
For about two month the male traveled on his own avoiding all as much as he could, yet his desire to have contact with others drove him to seek the company of others. He soon stumbled upon a small pack of Neutrals trying to etch out a life without bringing anger from the favored or hated. They welcomed Aztec and for a short time the insanity seemed to leave him and he began to think he could have a normal life with these dogs. But his insanity returned after five months with the pack, he slaughtered the powerless dogs sustaining the injury on his chest from the alpha.
Ever since these two incidents Aztec has avoided others like the plague, refusing to remain near anyone for very long. Now he has learned to recognize the signs indicating his plunge into insanity enabling him to hang around others in relative safety. Though he is still huanted by the dreams of when he killed the ones he loved.
the player,
»»alias:X00Tray00X
»»age:
»»contact: email or pm me
»»rp sample:
The air was very muggy pulling on the brute’s thick black coat, the air spelled foal, tainted by the smell of rotting eggs. The scent and unpleasant atmosphere was the male found unpleasant it did not stop him from wandering aimlessly along the bank of the bubbling hot springs in search of something to qualm his incessant boredom. He had been wandering around the island for a while now, leaving his own pack’s territory wandering from on place to another in a sort if stasis. Normally wouldn’t care about being in such a state in fact he cared little about anything at all, but he had been like this for too long and he craved something different even for a short period of time. He did not stop to observe the animals who had made the hot springs their home, nor did he marvel at the fact that they could even live in such scalding water temperatures. Such things rarely entertained the brute and he was about to leave the springs in search of a more interesting area on this new home he had been stranded on. That was when he heard the singing carrying softly over the water’s surface. It sad melody stirred something within the male that drew him back toward the hot springs, this mysterious voice had intrigued him. The words of the song caused the male’s ears to perk along with his curiosity, along with the fact that it was a fea’s voice who sang it. The brute enjoyed the company of a femme and he was pleasantly surprised that her voice had caught his attention before he had left. He was unsure if the female was alone, the steam and stench interfering with his sense of smell. And so he approached with caution only relaxing when he caught sight of the white wolfess laying upon a rock jutting out over the water.
He was now behind her still listening silently to her song as green orbs traveled over her figure, from the slight cook in her tail to the faint scars seen underneath her ivory pelt. If looks mattered greatly to the male he might have turned away deterred by the many scars he could see underneath her flawless white coat such a great contrast to his ebony and brown pelt. He could faintly see a delicate paw its pad grey and scarred speaking of much travel in this fea’s life. As of yet the brute still remained undetected by the fea as she watched the wildlife in the water and for a moment the male thought of leaving her be- he was awkward around wolves of the opposite sex unable to figure them out while at the same time enchanted by their mysterious nature. It had been such a long time since he had even met a female that he feared his awkwardness had worsened…A smile can to the male lips as the emotions flitted around inside him, it was not often that he felt such things, fear, excitement, embarrassment, all emotions except boredom rarely graced him with their presence. For as long as he could remember his father had beat emotions out of him, seeing them as a weak trivial thing. But the male knew better, emotions gave one strength as well as a weakness. To have none was indeed a great advantage a thing the brute could accomplish most of the time, but to not understand emotions and experience them for themselves one would not know what great strength came from such trivial things. To play on one’s emotions was to master them, one could turn a wolf against himself if they knew their insecurities, but one also could create a beast that few could stand against by playing on another side of them. Of course he hadn’t dabbled in such pleasantries as these for a long time, and now that he had joined Rook’s pack he would most likely not have to again for his leader frowned upon such thing at a time like this.
Bringing himself out of his thought Khrypt once again focused his attention on the fea as he devised a course of action to gain her attention. But first he’d need to back up, he had allowed himself to come within leaping distance of the fea something that would startle her as well as put him in danger. Surprising another wolves could be deadly if you didn’t take precautions, and the fact that he did not want to scare this female away added to his list of worries. Once he felt his was at a safe distance for them both to feel comfortable the brute sat, not wanted to appear any bigger then he had to when she did turn around. Although he sat he still held an air of dignity, yet he was respectful of this stranger. He did not know if this was the female’s territory, he could not smell any markers- heck, he couldn’t smell a thing so unused to the foal odder was he that although the stench had cleared his nose he struggled to smell. Finally he cleared his throat in an attempt to catch the fea’s attention.
He was now behind her still listening silently to her song as green orbs traveled over her figure, from the slight cook in her tail to the faint scars seen underneath her ivory pelt. If looks mattered greatly to the male he might have turned away deterred by the many scars he could see underneath her flawless white coat such a great contrast to his ebony and brown pelt. He could faintly see a delicate paw its pad grey and scarred speaking of much travel in this fea’s life. As of yet the brute still remained undetected by the fea as she watched the wildlife in the water and for a moment the male thought of leaving her be- he was awkward around wolves of the opposite sex unable to figure them out while at the same time enchanted by their mysterious nature. It had been such a long time since he had even met a female that he feared his awkwardness had worsened…A smile can to the male lips as the emotions flitted around inside him, it was not often that he felt such things, fear, excitement, embarrassment, all emotions except boredom rarely graced him with their presence. For as long as he could remember his father had beat emotions out of him, seeing them as a weak trivial thing. But the male knew better, emotions gave one strength as well as a weakness. To have none was indeed a great advantage a thing the brute could accomplish most of the time, but to not understand emotions and experience them for themselves one would not know what great strength came from such trivial things. To play on one’s emotions was to master them, one could turn a wolf against himself if they knew their insecurities, but one also could create a beast that few could stand against by playing on another side of them. Of course he hadn’t dabbled in such pleasantries as these for a long time, and now that he had joined Rook’s pack he would most likely not have to again for his leader frowned upon such thing at a time like this.
Bringing himself out of his thought Khrypt once again focused his attention on the fea as he devised a course of action to gain her attention. But first he’d need to back up, he had allowed himself to come within leaping distance of the fea something that would startle her as well as put him in danger. Surprising another wolves could be deadly if you didn’t take precautions, and the fact that he did not want to scare this female away added to his list of worries. Once he felt his was at a safe distance for them both to feel comfortable the brute sat, not wanted to appear any bigger then he had to when she did turn around. Although he sat he still held an air of dignity, yet he was respectful of this stranger. He did not know if this was the female’s territory, he could not smell any markers- heck, he couldn’t smell a thing so unused to the foal odder was he that although the stench had cleared his nose he struggled to smell. Finally he cleared his throat in an attempt to catch the fea’s attention.
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