Post by stone on Oct 4, 2009 0:52:26 GMT -6
Shapeshifter Form.
.OOC Information.
OOC name --You can call me Stone
Activity Level --Pretty Active
Current Characters--This one if I get it approved
How you found Wasted Skies--I think Beth or Ash sent me your website code or i found it via proboards. I don't remember
.Character Information.
Full Name --Zabulon Stone
Nickname --Stone
Gender --Male
Age --30
Job --Doesn't have one yet
First Form --midnight black dog (Beagle)
Second Form --midnight black dog (German Shepherd)
Last Form --midnight black wolf (Himalayan)
Likes --
Dislikes --
.Character Appearance.
Eye Color --Black (though most humans assume it's dark brown)
Eternal Trait --his eyes. They stay the same no matter what form he's in. In all of his animal forms his eyes will always seem intelligent; human
Height --6'2''
Weight --190 lbs
Overall Appearance --Stone is built solidly. His chest is wide and muscular. His thighs stocky, overall the man is built like a power house. He also has a permanent mad or 'mean' look on his face. Stone also dresses like if he was a human from the streets. He can relate to the anger, violence, and rebelliousness of their lifestyle.
Stone has a short black hair that he keep really short. So short his hair looks as if it has little frizz on top of his head. He generally tends to wear a baseball cap (he actually likes the human game) or some sort of cover on his head. It's odd not to see a cap on his head. Stone also tends to wear clothes a size larger than he wears. The clothes don't hang off his body in a nasty or unappealing fashion. He wears it like that because it's easier when he has to steal something. Sometimes a man has to steal to put food on his table.
Stone makes sure to never look sloppy though. He is always clean cut and make sure that even if he does have that 'street' look he looks good. That's important to him. To always look decent and well put together. (208)
.Personal Character Information.
Personality --Stone is a mad, moody, almost always in a small rage, easily angered person. This man is the epitome of mistrust and anger. Than again so is every other shifter. Even he can't tell some shifters from humans (especially those half breed self hating bastards) so he just hates everyone. He finds it easier just to be an ass.
He's usually in a bad mood and normally doesn't really care much about anything anymore. His world is dark. He has long ago given up on finding a woman and having a family. Instead he prefers to brood and just think about the past. Not because the past is where he's happiest, but because he thinks he could have changed something.
Stone also prefers honesty to anything else. The one thing Stone tries hard not to be is a liar (except when neccessary. He is NOT going to go screaming up and down the streets preaching he's a shifter and he sure as hell isn't going to bring the subject up or say yes if he's personally questioned). He does like directness and hates beating around the bush. Tell him what the hell you want/need and go on your way. He doesn't need the background story, just the facts. (208)
History --Stone remembers a time when the humans were the aliens. He remembers a happy, safe, place instead of this human controlled, terrorizing, shifter-snatching crap that he lives in now.
His parents had died toward the end of the world. Not from any human killing them, but from natural old age. Besides the war didn't last long; only a year. He and everyone else never thought the infidels would kill their leader. After that everyone kinda gave up; so deep was their mourning. You would think the humans would have understand. Would have stopped rounding up the shifters in their depression, but no. The humans have no compassion no empathy and there were many nights Stone heard his friends being carted off by the insensitive monsters in the night. His friends who couldn't even help or fend for themselves. Losing their leader was like losing a huge chunk of themselves and the humans used that weakness to basically annihilate his species.
Now like every other shifter in hiding Stone is just trying to figure out a way to be himself ... and not get caught. At night or when he's feeling daring he'll shift into his natural form and stroll around in defiance of the SEG or the humans. He always makes sure that a human never 'pets' him. He is not a freaking pet.
He still hopes of a revolution to kick the humans back to their home planet or kill them all, but his hopes aren't high. He had almost started one, but he saw it wasn't going to go anywhere. The shifters were just too scared and most too tired. They all hated living in hiding, but there numbers had dwindled to so little they were far outnumbered. But given a chance Stone'll kill one just to stir up the pot. Especially now since the human's memories are so short. Let them know this was NOT their planet first. (323)
.RP Example.
Jordan had only taken a few cautious steps as she slowly made her way to the door. She was studying the ground trying to make smart decisions with every step she took. Her head shot up as a command was barked at her. She stared at the man, his presence, his very being radiated dominance, command, and not to be questioned or denied. Unless the Beta was every bit as domineering as the Alpha she assumed this man was him. Jordan hadn't meant to rake her gaze over the man (not sexual), but she couldn't stop staring. She felt this pull towards him and a fierce loyalty that boarded on obsession. She knew this had to be her Alpha or else if this man challenged the Alpha she would back him without even knowing who he was.
Her eyes touched on the butt of his gun before flickering to the men and women behind him. They were prepared to fight for him. She knew if she made any sudden movements to harm this man in front of her even if he was able to get that gun from its holster she just knew the pack behind him would rip her apart. For a moment with every part of her being she was jealous. She wanted to be one of the few standing behind him ready to risk life and limb to protect her Alpha. The feeling was so strong she lowered her head in an unconscious submissive gesture.
"Wolf. Born from Erik and Jalen Alucard." Her head whipped up at the sound of a gasp. Her parents had been sent to Chicago to aid in the destruction of vamps when the local alpha and pack had been killed. Her parents had willingly volunteered for the job loving every moment of fighting. Near the end of the war they were killed. After a year of fighting some unknown force calling her to New York she finally left. Traveling and meeting different rouges she learned her last name was more of a curse than she knew. Growing up around humans it was a joke her last name spelled Dracula backwards. The were, however, had vicious rumors about the heritage of her last name. According to rumor her great great great grandmother shacked up and married a slug (vampire) forever changing her name to Alucard to symboloize her union to him. Forever branding all Alucard male or female were traitorous, slug loving, blood whores. The first wolf that had the balls enough to spew that shit she had promptly kicked them so hard he threw up.
She glared behind the man trying to see who recognized the name and who had words with her. She wasn't here to fight. She could hold her own a bit thanks to her parents love of killing, fighting, and just all around wanting to fuck the world up. "I've come because ..." She trailed off. She didn't know why she had came and to say she felt this need, possessed to come here sounded crazy and stupid. She snapped her teeth shut and waited.
(Taken from another one of my charries on a differ site)
.OOC Information.
OOC name --You can call me Stone
Activity Level --Pretty Active
Current Characters--This one if I get it approved
How you found Wasted Skies--I think Beth or Ash sent me your website code or i found it via proboards. I don't remember
.Character Information.
Full Name --Zabulon Stone
Nickname --Stone
Gender --Male
Age --30
Job --Doesn't have one yet
First Form --midnight black dog (Beagle)
Second Form --midnight black dog (German Shepherd)
Last Form --midnight black wolf (Himalayan)
Likes --
- Life before humans landed on my planet
- Prefers some human food (a secret) though we all eat it to blend it Stone actually prefers it to his native food.
- Women (sleazy smile)
Dislikes --
- Humans
- SEG
- having to hide who he really is
.Character Appearance.
Eye Color --Black (though most humans assume it's dark brown)
Eternal Trait --his eyes. They stay the same no matter what form he's in. In all of his animal forms his eyes will always seem intelligent; human
Height --6'2''
Weight --190 lbs
Overall Appearance --Stone is built solidly. His chest is wide and muscular. His thighs stocky, overall the man is built like a power house. He also has a permanent mad or 'mean' look on his face. Stone also dresses like if he was a human from the streets. He can relate to the anger, violence, and rebelliousness of their lifestyle.
Stone has a short black hair that he keep really short. So short his hair looks as if it has little frizz on top of his head. He generally tends to wear a baseball cap (he actually likes the human game) or some sort of cover on his head. It's odd not to see a cap on his head. Stone also tends to wear clothes a size larger than he wears. The clothes don't hang off his body in a nasty or unappealing fashion. He wears it like that because it's easier when he has to steal something. Sometimes a man has to steal to put food on his table.
Stone makes sure to never look sloppy though. He is always clean cut and make sure that even if he does have that 'street' look he looks good. That's important to him. To always look decent and well put together. (208)
.Personal Character Information.
Personality --Stone is a mad, moody, almost always in a small rage, easily angered person. This man is the epitome of mistrust and anger. Than again so is every other shifter. Even he can't tell some shifters from humans (especially those half breed self hating bastards) so he just hates everyone. He finds it easier just to be an ass.
He's usually in a bad mood and normally doesn't really care much about anything anymore. His world is dark. He has long ago given up on finding a woman and having a family. Instead he prefers to brood and just think about the past. Not because the past is where he's happiest, but because he thinks he could have changed something.
Stone also prefers honesty to anything else. The one thing Stone tries hard not to be is a liar (except when neccessary. He is NOT going to go screaming up and down the streets preaching he's a shifter and he sure as hell isn't going to bring the subject up or say yes if he's personally questioned). He does like directness and hates beating around the bush. Tell him what the hell you want/need and go on your way. He doesn't need the background story, just the facts. (208)
History --Stone remembers a time when the humans were the aliens. He remembers a happy, safe, place instead of this human controlled, terrorizing, shifter-snatching crap that he lives in now.
His parents had died toward the end of the world. Not from any human killing them, but from natural old age. Besides the war didn't last long; only a year. He and everyone else never thought the infidels would kill their leader. After that everyone kinda gave up; so deep was their mourning. You would think the humans would have understand. Would have stopped rounding up the shifters in their depression, but no. The humans have no compassion no empathy and there were many nights Stone heard his friends being carted off by the insensitive monsters in the night. His friends who couldn't even help or fend for themselves. Losing their leader was like losing a huge chunk of themselves and the humans used that weakness to basically annihilate his species.
Now like every other shifter in hiding Stone is just trying to figure out a way to be himself ... and not get caught. At night or when he's feeling daring he'll shift into his natural form and stroll around in defiance of the SEG or the humans. He always makes sure that a human never 'pets' him. He is not a freaking pet.
He still hopes of a revolution to kick the humans back to their home planet or kill them all, but his hopes aren't high. He had almost started one, but he saw it wasn't going to go anywhere. The shifters were just too scared and most too tired. They all hated living in hiding, but there numbers had dwindled to so little they were far outnumbered. But given a chance Stone'll kill one just to stir up the pot. Especially now since the human's memories are so short. Let them know this was NOT their planet first. (323)
.RP Example.
Jordan had only taken a few cautious steps as she slowly made her way to the door. She was studying the ground trying to make smart decisions with every step she took. Her head shot up as a command was barked at her. She stared at the man, his presence, his very being radiated dominance, command, and not to be questioned or denied. Unless the Beta was every bit as domineering as the Alpha she assumed this man was him. Jordan hadn't meant to rake her gaze over the man (not sexual), but she couldn't stop staring. She felt this pull towards him and a fierce loyalty that boarded on obsession. She knew this had to be her Alpha or else if this man challenged the Alpha she would back him without even knowing who he was.
Her eyes touched on the butt of his gun before flickering to the men and women behind him. They were prepared to fight for him. She knew if she made any sudden movements to harm this man in front of her even if he was able to get that gun from its holster she just knew the pack behind him would rip her apart. For a moment with every part of her being she was jealous. She wanted to be one of the few standing behind him ready to risk life and limb to protect her Alpha. The feeling was so strong she lowered her head in an unconscious submissive gesture.
"Wolf. Born from Erik and Jalen Alucard." Her head whipped up at the sound of a gasp. Her parents had been sent to Chicago to aid in the destruction of vamps when the local alpha and pack had been killed. Her parents had willingly volunteered for the job loving every moment of fighting. Near the end of the war they were killed. After a year of fighting some unknown force calling her to New York she finally left. Traveling and meeting different rouges she learned her last name was more of a curse than she knew. Growing up around humans it was a joke her last name spelled Dracula backwards. The were, however, had vicious rumors about the heritage of her last name. According to rumor her great great great grandmother shacked up and married a slug (vampire) forever changing her name to Alucard to symboloize her union to him. Forever branding all Alucard male or female were traitorous, slug loving, blood whores. The first wolf that had the balls enough to spew that shit she had promptly kicked them so hard he threw up.
She glared behind the man trying to see who recognized the name and who had words with her. She wasn't here to fight. She could hold her own a bit thanks to her parents love of killing, fighting, and just all around wanting to fuck the world up. "I've come because ..." She trailed off. She didn't know why she had came and to say she felt this need, possessed to come here sounded crazy and stupid. She snapped her teeth shut and waited.
(Taken from another one of my charries on a differ site)
