Post by NARCiNATOR! on Aug 4, 2009 20:16:00 GMT -6
Shapeshifter Form.
.OOC Information.
OOC name -- Narci, but feel free to call me whatever you like. -w-
Activity Level -- Since this is the only site I'm on, I'll be pretty active, coming on at least once a day. If I run out of muse I won't post for a while but I'll soon swing back into motion. ^^
Current Characters-- none
How you found Wasted Skies-- Locu convinced me to bring Roi over here. |D
.Character Information.
- a downward spiral just a pirouette, getting worse 'til there's nothing left, what good comes of something when I'm just the ghost of nothing, nothing? I'M just the man on the BALCONY singing "NOBODY will ever remember ME". -
Full Name -- Roi Charlie Baltimore
Nickname -- He allows close friends to call him Roi-Boi. Of course, it's fun to tease him by calling him that too. xD
Gender -- male
Age -- 23
Job -- clerk at Gecko Games
First Form -- housecat
Second Form -- raven
Last Form -- timber wolf
- even if I SAY it'll be alright, STiLL I hear you say you want to END your life. -
Likes --
- Alchohol in any form. Leans toward vodka and rum, wine is his least favorite, but he'll still drink it.
- Sleeping. He's an extremely heavy sleeper, only light and water are sure ways to wake him up. He moves a lot in his sleep, falling off of beds is a very common occurance, and no matter how hard he hits the floor, he almost never wakes up. He doesn't make much noise in his sleep apart from an occasional mumble correlating to his dream.
- Being left alone. Roi is somewhat antisocial and will often avoid people, it doesn't matter if they're human or shapeshifter. Although he'll often do simple things like taking different paths to avoid contact, he won't go completely out of his way to avoid people.
- why am I so PATHETiC, I know you won't forget it. sooner or later you're gonna HATE it, go ahead and throw my LiFE away. driving me under, leaving me OUT there, go ahead and THROW my life away. -
Dislikes --
- Wet clothing. He has a phobia of the feeling of wet clothing touching his skin. If his clothes get wet, he'll likely strip.
- Being called gay. He has convinced himself that he is 100% sure that he is straight, although his love life has been pretty...nonexistant.
- People that just will not leave him alone. Being somewhat antisocial usually prevents this but occassionally he'll come across that one annoying person that refuses to leave him alone. Anyone else would usually punch someone like this in the face but Roi tries to avoid fighting.
- Fighting. Roi is pretty much a wimp. He has nearly zero upper body strength and loses every fair fight he gets into. He prefers running from conflicts.
- so TELL ME, TELL ME is there somebody else? because I don't plan on taking CHANCES with the cards I've been dealt. when wishful THiNKiNG is the only thing I've got. she LOVES me, she loves me NOT. -
.Character Appearance.
Eye Color -- bright bubblegum-pink
Eternal Trait -- Bright eyes show in all of his forms. Earrings show up on his cat and wolf forms. He also chooses to wear his wristband in all forms.
Height -- 6'4"
Weight -- 130 lbs
Overall Appearance --
Pretty much just a skinny white boy. His body is built slim and tall. He has no real strength, so weak it's almost pathetic. Everyday activites like lifting groceries is about the extent of his upper body exercise. He was the kid that got picked on in the sandbox during elementary school. However, his legs aren't quite as pitiful. He's actually a fairly strong runner, although it's nothing amazing. He's got enough power in his legs to jog a mile or two or get away from danger but he'd still be face-down on the pavement halfway through a marathon run.
Hair is kept short, it is naturally straight and rather flat, usually covering his ears. Every once in a while, however, he may get a flyaway piece of hair or a random curl. Roi's hair is technically a really, really dark brown, but it appears black unless in bright light, where it looks obviously brown. He calls his hair black and unless you look really carefully, you'd say it was black too. A strip of hair just before his ear on his right side is dyed a deep purple. The ends of his bangs to the left of that strip are also dyed the same purple. The rest of his hair is black. Covering his eyes and just slightly below are his thick bangs. He wears his bangs in such a fashion so no one can see his oddly-colored eyes. Although the hair acts as a convenient sheild for his identity as a shape-shifter, the bangs also obscure his vision somewhat, making it difficult to read or see people far away.
Roi has two silver stud earrings on his left ear, one at the top of his ear and the other just below it. They usually aren't seen because of his hair but he's not really trying to hide them.
Most people would classify Roi's sense of style as "emo", although his taste isn't perfectly fitting to the definition. His shirts are usually a boring neutral color like black or gray or brown, often with some kind of simple design on them. Roi almost always wears skinny jeans. Most of the time he wears a black or typical blue-jean pair but he occassionally wears a purple pair. He also owns a rainbow pair which were a birthday gift a long time back, given to him as a joke. But all they do is sit in his closet and collect dust. Why he hasn't just gotten rid of them already is a mystery. Roi has a small collection of belts. He usually wears a white or black belt to keep his pants up. Sometimes he'll wear a second as an accessory. To prevent his socks getting wet from puddles, Roi always wears waterproof boots. He has a black pair of hiking boots which only come up to his ankles and a pair of steel-toed boots, which are actually boot-height. Accessories are often worn. He usually wears some kind of fingerless glove. He has a pair of black leather gloves but also has armwarmers. The left armwarmer is red and black striped, the right is blue and black striped. Sometimes Roi will wear a second belt drooping down on one side. The second belt, if he chooses to wear one, is either checkered, studded, or has some kind of pattern he likes. He may also wear a small chain in his pocket, which connects to his wallet.
Finally, the most important accessory of his is his wristband, which he'll wear on either arm and only takes off when he showers. From first glance, it looks like an ordinary black-and-white checkered soft wristband, but looking close, it has the name "ABEL" stitched into it. The wristband is homemade, made by Roi's mother and given to him many years ago.
.Personal Character Information.
- this is MY chance, I want it NOW. don't SAVE me, don't SAVE me, 'cuz I don't care.-
Personality -- Ignoring the effects of his history, Roi has always been rather quiet, somewhat reserved. He prefers to stay somewhat quiet but isn't afraid to stand out just a little. He is easily embarassed though and fairly self-concious so it's easy to make him nervous in a public setting. He usually won't talk to random people unless they start a conversation with him or there is some kind of drive to talk to them, such as if Roi feels like helping them. Deep down, Roi's a pretty good person, although he doesn't feel like helping all that much.
What has happened in Roi's history has deeply affected his personality. Besides being naturally quiet, Roi mainly avoids people to prevent growing bonds with anyone. After his mother's death, he tries not to make too close of friends in the event that he may end up losing them.
How Roi treats others is all up to how they act toward him. Upon first metting someone, Roi seems pretty neutral. He acts nice enough but anyone can tell that there is some kind of hurt going on inside him. He refuses to share what happened to him with anyone but close friends, though.
To good people, Roi can make a great friend. He becomes protective over people he likes, making sure they don't experience the same fate as his mother. Roi tries to be positive around these people, but there's always a looming cloud of sorrow around him. On the other end, if Roi turns out to really dislike someone, he'll grow tense and angry. He's unwilling to give them a second chance and with usually shoot down anything they say in an attempt to be nice. To these people, Roi is thought of as a complete and total asshole.
But in average, Roi's history has done lots of damage to his personality. He seems constantly depressed, even when he claims to be happy. There's just something about Roi that brings down the spirits of everyone around him, especially when he openly shows his depressed side, which isn't pretty. In that state, he rarely talks, his mind thinking over his mother and her death. He occassionally honestly considers suicide but holds himself back from the actually deed, one reason because he's scared and the other because he is afraid it would displease his mother. Despite the inner turmoil, he doesn't share any of his pain with others. Recounting his mother's memory pains him, usually bringing him to tears and he refuses to show this weakness to others, even friends.
- I'm DRUNK and I'm feeling down and I just wanna be ALONE. I saw you going DOWN, but you NEVER realized that you're DROWNiNG in the water, so I offered you my hand, COMPASSiON'S in my nature, tonight is our LAST stand.-
History -- Roi loved his mother. Since birth, he'd always cling to her. He was a sweet little kid, always looking for ways to help her out. His family wasn't very rich at all, in fact, keeping enough money to provide for themselves could be a struggle. Roi was always distant from his father. His father didn't pay much mind to his son and was often gone from home for irregular, rather long periods of time. Roi was still very young when his father left for good and his parent's marriage broke. Roi's mother tried her best to make what little money she could to provide for herself and her son. As Roi grew, he learned how to do chores usually associated with women, such as cleaning, cooking, doing laundry, grocery shopping, and even sewing. (although he never really was very good at sewing, just enough to get the job done) Roi stayed with his mother for a long time, helping her make money. He tried drinking in his teenage years, just to try it. He would only steal a drink every once in a long while. He had no need for it and didn't really enjoy the taste so much at the time. Roi hardly realized that the small family of two was slowly becoming more and more poor. His mother began filtering all of the cash to Roi to keep him alive. She began to grow sick and she made Roi a wristband, black and white checkered, so that he would always remember her. Roi always kept it with him, up until this day. Roi tried his best to keep his mother alive in her last days but there wasn't much he could do. Before he knew it, she was suddenly gone. Roi had no idea where to go or who to turn to. He was only 16 when his mother passed away and was left lost and confused. Despression followed and so did his alcoholism. The bitter sting of the alcohol kept him distracted. At least when he was drunk he wouldn't have to think about her. But he knew he would never be able to forget her and the depression stayed with him. Roi finished school, hoping that it would make his mother proud. Soon after, he left the home he had grown up in, leaving part of the memories behind.
Over time, his depression loosened, if only a little. His mother's death still has a strong impact on him today, and his depression is something he likely won't ever get over.
.RP Example.
It's been a while since she died. A few years, actually. But it still hurts. And I don't have a mother to kiss it and make it better.
Roi walked down an empty alley, the late autumn air chilling the area. He sighed, thinking about his mother again. He looked at his wristband sadly, the one his mother had made for him by hand. He missed her dearly but wondered, if there really was an afterlife...if such a thing existed...was she watching over him now? Roi parted his lips and his breath came out in barely visible puffs. He looked up at the sky which was totally covered in clouds. There wasn't any traces as to where the sun was. It was rather gloomy, really. Roi frowned and sighed, looking down at the street again. Why did she have to leave him? She was so close to him...losing her had caused him so much pain.
Roi left his thoughts behind. He pulled the hood of his warm black jacket over his head, his soft black hair rustling from the disturbance. It was cold. The world was cold. At least to him. Roi took a few more steps, stopping at the end of the alley. Hardly anyone was out today. Roi breifly pondered why but soon abandoned the thought. It wasn't like he cared anyway. The world didn't care about him, fine, he wouldn't care about the world. He'd just live apart from everyone else and everything else. They wouldn't care about his whereabouts anyway. Nobody did anymore. He wasn't even welcome in this world anyway. The humans had invaded the land that had rightfully belonged to the shapeshifters and now they were trying to kill off the shapeshifter race. Roi grumbled. "And to think we're part human..." Roi grumbled under his breath.
Roi reached into his pocket and pulled out a small battle full of rum. He tilted his head back, his hood falling off. He drank some of the bottle before recapping it and shoving it into his pocket again. Roi often asked himself why he was so fond of alchohol. Maybe it's because his drunky dad was. Roi sighed. Well, whatever. He liked it, and that was that. Roi walked down the sidewalk, letting his feet take the lead. He didn't have anywhere to go anyway. Nobody wanted him.
Roi came to an empty road and sat down on the sidewalk, the texture of his purple skinny jeans complaining against the concrete sidewalk. Roi wasn't sure how long he sat there, but his mind came reeling back to reality when something wet touched his nose. Roi jumped, stumbling to his feet. He could feet it on his hand now. He looked up at the sky. Small white flakes drifted down from the cloudy sky. "Early snow...?" Roi watched the flakes fall. Somehow they reminded him of his mother. He wasn't sure why exactly but it still comforted him.
I've decided. I don't want to love anyone again. I don't want to get hurt again.