Post by aclime on Oct 21, 2009 16:56:34 GMT -6
Shapeshifter Form.
.OOC Information.
OOC name-- Aclime
Activity Level-- Low-High(sorry, but it honestly varies, though I‘d generally be on at least once a day
Current Characters-- None
How you found Wasted Skies-- I was ‘recruited‘ ^_^
.Character Information.
Full Name -- Aclime Runeska Ikari Esteed
Nickname -- ARIE, Foxshade, Kitsune
Gender -- Male
Age -- 26
Job -- Pre-med intern/freelance work (varies)
First Form -- Black fox
Second Form -- peregrine Falcon
Last Form -- Komodo Dragon
Likes --
Dislikes --
.Character Appearance.
Eye Color -- Golden Yellow
Eternal Trait -- In each and every form Arie takes, he has golden yellow eyes closely reminiscent of the eyes of a classical red tailed fox. They glint in day light, glow at night, and while the coloration maybe normal for his fox form, in human form, the yellow eyes seem slightly disease ridden. For this, he has a fake prescription placebo that he takes in order to ‘treat’ his eye condition. In his komodo dragon form and his falcon form, the golden yellow eyes are also sickly looking, often causing others to believe these forms have partial blindness.
Height -- 5’ 5”
Weight -- 135 lbs
Overall Appearance -- While in Human form, Arie is a young man, mid twenties in appearance. His appears to be of African American decent in skin tone. However, his eyes are a golden hazel, upon the edge of being golden yellow, and his hair is unnaturally platinum white, having an overall lack of pigmentation yet being vibrant in youthful luster. His hair texture varies between silky, smooth and generally glossy to coarse and thick as it become dirty and dry and needs to be washed. The length can vary along with the style, though it generally lays just past his shoulders when it’s been trimmed recently, or draping wilding down his shoulders by at least a few inches when it grows out wildly. His face is slightly rounded and expressive, sporting a mustache and beard of his natural hair color when left unshaven for a week or two. Arie’s physique is petit and short, yet semi athletically built with relatively defined muscle tone along his biceps and abs.
His clothing normally consist of conservative simple loose fitting slacks or jeans and button upped collared shirts, simple but classy sweaters, and occasionally a t-shirt beneath a blazer jacket or hoody. Typically his colors stay within earthy greens or browns, mellow shades of blue, or simple whites, blacks, or grays. On occasion, a simple pair of small, thin, and sleek sunglasses may rest upon his unnaturally bright eyes. On what ever the occasion he almost always wears a silver chain and cross on his neck and often touches it or rubs it slightly.
.Personal Character Information.
Personality -- At times serious yet calm and mellow, Arie usually appears taciturn and stoic to all and everything around him. In truth, he lives a very intensely passionate inward life nearly seeping in an ocean of emotions, thoughts, feelings, and morals. His thoughts are typically kept to himself though, for fear that a man, let alone an abomination such as a monstrous half shifter, could comprehend or hold such an intense inner life. He is torn on a daily basses between the social standards placed on humanity and the stigma of being a shifter. As a result, he lives a split life, working as an intern for a doctor and a research assistant and living the life of a shifter in animal form.
Inspiring, understanding, cool and collected, yet depressive, anxiety driven, and at times unpredictable, Arie is a living contradiction that shifts in between successful and dysfunctional. As the world appears very challenging and full of adversity, he’ll stand patiently and bide the tide of chaos, yet his inner turmoil keeps him eternally anxious about possible misfortune and uncertain events. However, his flexible nonchalant demeanor keeps his outward appearance calm and collected unless he is embarrassed. Very little tends to bother him as far as the actions of other people and small minor events, but when embarrassed, his composure is lost and it becomes fairly obvious just how he feels, even if his thoughts aren’t obvious.
Very intuitive and emotional based, while he is very intelligent, his knack for thinking with his heart and gut instinct may impact his ability to plan and follow the most logical course of action. This may makes him appear to be very impulsive when he simply jumps straight to business, but he very seldom makes errors of heart, and is more likely to do what is right, even when he does take his time and think on a matter for a while. Needless to say, Arie is a very kind caring soul, albeit, he is hesitant and resistant to meet others or go out to public places due to being an extreme introvert. Large crowds will make him uncomfortable, and when attention is focused on him it takes a concentrated will power to not bolt and run.
History -- Aclime, Arie, or foxshade… whatever name he answers to, was born as Aclime Runeska Ikari Esteed, the eldest son of a brilliant scientist who worked for the SEG. His mother was a shifter, named Cecilia Esteed, father a human named Damien Helkite. Now, what would the union between a SEG scientist and a shifter amount to? Nothing. Quite frankly, they were not even married. Cecilia Esteed was a test subject, a captured specimen drugged and raped for the name of science in the most literal means possible. Damien was a research scientist, one very intrigued with the anatomy of shifters… pun sadly not intended. But when the SEG actually managed to capture one alive, he realized that he’d never had the chance to study half shifters, those born between a shifter and a human. To spare the details, Cecilia was sedated then ‘inseminated’ through non discreet methods then kept in a cell till the pregnancy ended.
Aclime, born first, was the test subject HS001DH, the first half shifter test subject born in a lab for experimentation. Aclime, named by his mother on one of the days when she wasn’t drugged, was given many cognitive test and health reports while he young to test and see whether half shifters were more human like or shifter like. It was hypothesized that a half shifter would have many developmental problems and the supposed longitudal study only continued when three other half shifters were born by Cecilia. The viability was terribly off though as one of the three were still-born and the other two died within the first year of life due to unforeseen circumstances.
Aclime was very well educated early on, mostly due to Damien, but the program eventually lost funding when Aclime was 12. All test subjects and research were to be trashed, but under the guise of undying love, Damien Hellkite snuck out Cecilia and Aclime, and kept the two as his family/personal test subjects. Aclime was too young to disbelieve the man who was his father, and Cecilia cooperated out of a fear of what Damien might do to Aclime and the fact that she was still drugged. It wasn’t until Aclime turned roughly 17 that the secret got out. Damien was arrested for conspiring with shifters by the SEG. Cecilia and Aclime managed to flee, and it was at that time when she confessed the truth about everything to him. Shortly afterwards, they were caught again, though this time, Cecilia sacrificed herself to let Aclime escape.
Aclime had just graduated from high school and after some work (mostly the paper work of forging an Identity), he managed to continue his education throughout college and into med school, taking on an ungodly amount of work to finish early. Currently, Aclime works as an unpaid intern at a local hospital where he may eventually become certified. Without a permanent residency, Aclime usually stays in some form of animal form pretending to be just another wild animal. Occassionally, he’ll be adopted as a pet, or end up in an animal shelter. However, he has remained off the radar and as far as anyone knows, Arie is just a simple intern with a weird eye disorder.
10/21/09
.RP Example. So it was that time again. Arie scurried lightly through the streets of the city. His padded fox feet clicked as his claws tapped against the stone floor. Needless to say, it was night… or else he’d never be in the city as a fox. It was common to have such animals roam in when the streets were abandoned and trashcans aplenty with discarded food. The moon light glinted overhead amongst a backdrop of stars, sending a cascade of odd emotions through him. It was nights like these that he loved. He truly felt like anything was possible under these stars. And why not? It was night when he discovered the truth, one like this. It was also the day when his life changed forever, granted he wouldn’t have enjoyed living a lie anyway. Yet what did it leave him now? Well, there was a rich family that lived further in. The always did throw out the most ridiculous things like half eaten gourmet food, 5 star restaurant level desert… how wasteful.
Of course, as a fox, he could manage to eat out of the rich folks trash… which was usually better than what he could buy on the regular with his own money. It was simply ‘oh my god, there’s a fox eating out of the trash mommy’ instead of ‘dear lord, it’s a poor man… how disgusting’. As an unpaid intern, he had to find work whenever he could, which usually meant he wouldn’t find work for long periods of time, or it would be a simple one day job. Simply not enough to fund a life style, but he tried his best. His ears suddenly caught on to a sound in the distance. It was deep and menacing… like… dogs…
Just great. He had to leave now. He already knew from experience that barking dogs on the prowl would chase almost anything with legs. He peeped around himself and saw that there were people still about, mostly older couples returning from nights of fun, thought there were plenty of drunkards and homeless about. He couldn’t revert to human form… not here at least. He took a brief glance about for an available empty space and found so in the form of a darkened alley. He wasted no time and simply shifted into a falcon, albeit it took a bit of time. Immediately, he spread his wings and took to the sky, just in time to see the dogs pass by, three of them. As they passed out of view, he landed in a tree and spotted an old birds nest. It was as good a place to sleep as any, as peregrine falcons usually used old birds nest, and he was not in the mood to be overly creative.
.OOC Information.
OOC name-- Aclime
Activity Level-- Low-High(sorry, but it honestly varies, though I‘d generally be on at least once a day
Current Characters-- None
How you found Wasted Skies-- I was ‘recruited‘ ^_^
.Character Information.
Full Name -- Aclime Runeska Ikari Esteed
Nickname -- ARIE, Foxshade, Kitsune
Gender -- Male
Age -- 26
Job -- Pre-med intern/freelance work (varies)
First Form -- Black fox
Second Form -- peregrine Falcon
Last Form -- Komodo Dragon
Likes --
- Sword fighting
- Reading
- Stimulating conversation
- Harmony
- Nice people
- The night sky
- stars
Dislikes --
- Rude people
- Large crowds
- Unjust Hostility
- Embarrassing and awkward moments
.Character Appearance.
Eye Color -- Golden Yellow
Eternal Trait -- In each and every form Arie takes, he has golden yellow eyes closely reminiscent of the eyes of a classical red tailed fox. They glint in day light, glow at night, and while the coloration maybe normal for his fox form, in human form, the yellow eyes seem slightly disease ridden. For this, he has a fake prescription placebo that he takes in order to ‘treat’ his eye condition. In his komodo dragon form and his falcon form, the golden yellow eyes are also sickly looking, often causing others to believe these forms have partial blindness.
Height -- 5’ 5”
Weight -- 135 lbs
Overall Appearance -- While in Human form, Arie is a young man, mid twenties in appearance. His appears to be of African American decent in skin tone. However, his eyes are a golden hazel, upon the edge of being golden yellow, and his hair is unnaturally platinum white, having an overall lack of pigmentation yet being vibrant in youthful luster. His hair texture varies between silky, smooth and generally glossy to coarse and thick as it become dirty and dry and needs to be washed. The length can vary along with the style, though it generally lays just past his shoulders when it’s been trimmed recently, or draping wilding down his shoulders by at least a few inches when it grows out wildly. His face is slightly rounded and expressive, sporting a mustache and beard of his natural hair color when left unshaven for a week or two. Arie’s physique is petit and short, yet semi athletically built with relatively defined muscle tone along his biceps and abs.
His clothing normally consist of conservative simple loose fitting slacks or jeans and button upped collared shirts, simple but classy sweaters, and occasionally a t-shirt beneath a blazer jacket or hoody. Typically his colors stay within earthy greens or browns, mellow shades of blue, or simple whites, blacks, or grays. On occasion, a simple pair of small, thin, and sleek sunglasses may rest upon his unnaturally bright eyes. On what ever the occasion he almost always wears a silver chain and cross on his neck and often touches it or rubs it slightly.
.Personal Character Information.
Personality -- At times serious yet calm and mellow, Arie usually appears taciturn and stoic to all and everything around him. In truth, he lives a very intensely passionate inward life nearly seeping in an ocean of emotions, thoughts, feelings, and morals. His thoughts are typically kept to himself though, for fear that a man, let alone an abomination such as a monstrous half shifter, could comprehend or hold such an intense inner life. He is torn on a daily basses between the social standards placed on humanity and the stigma of being a shifter. As a result, he lives a split life, working as an intern for a doctor and a research assistant and living the life of a shifter in animal form.
Inspiring, understanding, cool and collected, yet depressive, anxiety driven, and at times unpredictable, Arie is a living contradiction that shifts in between successful and dysfunctional. As the world appears very challenging and full of adversity, he’ll stand patiently and bide the tide of chaos, yet his inner turmoil keeps him eternally anxious about possible misfortune and uncertain events. However, his flexible nonchalant demeanor keeps his outward appearance calm and collected unless he is embarrassed. Very little tends to bother him as far as the actions of other people and small minor events, but when embarrassed, his composure is lost and it becomes fairly obvious just how he feels, even if his thoughts aren’t obvious.
Very intuitive and emotional based, while he is very intelligent, his knack for thinking with his heart and gut instinct may impact his ability to plan and follow the most logical course of action. This may makes him appear to be very impulsive when he simply jumps straight to business, but he very seldom makes errors of heart, and is more likely to do what is right, even when he does take his time and think on a matter for a while. Needless to say, Arie is a very kind caring soul, albeit, he is hesitant and resistant to meet others or go out to public places due to being an extreme introvert. Large crowds will make him uncomfortable, and when attention is focused on him it takes a concentrated will power to not bolt and run.
History -- Aclime, Arie, or foxshade… whatever name he answers to, was born as Aclime Runeska Ikari Esteed, the eldest son of a brilliant scientist who worked for the SEG. His mother was a shifter, named Cecilia Esteed, father a human named Damien Helkite. Now, what would the union between a SEG scientist and a shifter amount to? Nothing. Quite frankly, they were not even married. Cecilia Esteed was a test subject, a captured specimen drugged and raped for the name of science in the most literal means possible. Damien was a research scientist, one very intrigued with the anatomy of shifters… pun sadly not intended. But when the SEG actually managed to capture one alive, he realized that he’d never had the chance to study half shifters, those born between a shifter and a human. To spare the details, Cecilia was sedated then ‘inseminated’ through non discreet methods then kept in a cell till the pregnancy ended.
Aclime, born first, was the test subject HS001DH, the first half shifter test subject born in a lab for experimentation. Aclime, named by his mother on one of the days when she wasn’t drugged, was given many cognitive test and health reports while he young to test and see whether half shifters were more human like or shifter like. It was hypothesized that a half shifter would have many developmental problems and the supposed longitudal study only continued when three other half shifters were born by Cecilia. The viability was terribly off though as one of the three were still-born and the other two died within the first year of life due to unforeseen circumstances.
Aclime was very well educated early on, mostly due to Damien, but the program eventually lost funding when Aclime was 12. All test subjects and research were to be trashed, but under the guise of undying love, Damien Hellkite snuck out Cecilia and Aclime, and kept the two as his family/personal test subjects. Aclime was too young to disbelieve the man who was his father, and Cecilia cooperated out of a fear of what Damien might do to Aclime and the fact that she was still drugged. It wasn’t until Aclime turned roughly 17 that the secret got out. Damien was arrested for conspiring with shifters by the SEG. Cecilia and Aclime managed to flee, and it was at that time when she confessed the truth about everything to him. Shortly afterwards, they were caught again, though this time, Cecilia sacrificed herself to let Aclime escape.
Aclime had just graduated from high school and after some work (mostly the paper work of forging an Identity), he managed to continue his education throughout college and into med school, taking on an ungodly amount of work to finish early. Currently, Aclime works as an unpaid intern at a local hospital where he may eventually become certified. Without a permanent residency, Aclime usually stays in some form of animal form pretending to be just another wild animal. Occassionally, he’ll be adopted as a pet, or end up in an animal shelter. However, he has remained off the radar and as far as anyone knows, Arie is just a simple intern with a weird eye disorder.
10/21/09
.RP Example. So it was that time again. Arie scurried lightly through the streets of the city. His padded fox feet clicked as his claws tapped against the stone floor. Needless to say, it was night… or else he’d never be in the city as a fox. It was common to have such animals roam in when the streets were abandoned and trashcans aplenty with discarded food. The moon light glinted overhead amongst a backdrop of stars, sending a cascade of odd emotions through him. It was nights like these that he loved. He truly felt like anything was possible under these stars. And why not? It was night when he discovered the truth, one like this. It was also the day when his life changed forever, granted he wouldn’t have enjoyed living a lie anyway. Yet what did it leave him now? Well, there was a rich family that lived further in. The always did throw out the most ridiculous things like half eaten gourmet food, 5 star restaurant level desert… how wasteful.
Of course, as a fox, he could manage to eat out of the rich folks trash… which was usually better than what he could buy on the regular with his own money. It was simply ‘oh my god, there’s a fox eating out of the trash mommy’ instead of ‘dear lord, it’s a poor man… how disgusting’. As an unpaid intern, he had to find work whenever he could, which usually meant he wouldn’t find work for long periods of time, or it would be a simple one day job. Simply not enough to fund a life style, but he tried his best. His ears suddenly caught on to a sound in the distance. It was deep and menacing… like… dogs…
Just great. He had to leave now. He already knew from experience that barking dogs on the prowl would chase almost anything with legs. He peeped around himself and saw that there were people still about, mostly older couples returning from nights of fun, thought there were plenty of drunkards and homeless about. He couldn’t revert to human form… not here at least. He took a brief glance about for an available empty space and found so in the form of a darkened alley. He wasted no time and simply shifted into a falcon, albeit it took a bit of time. Immediately, he spread his wings and took to the sky, just in time to see the dogs pass by, three of them. As they passed out of view, he landed in a tree and spotted an old birds nest. It was as good a place to sleep as any, as peregrine falcons usually used old birds nest, and he was not in the mood to be overly creative.