Post by acrylic on Feb 1, 2011 21:06:42 GMT -5
Name: Skelic
Nickname(s): Skelly, Skelicton, Dry Bones
Age: 3
Gender: Male
Pack: Loner
Rank: N/A
Appearance: Devilish silver shades cover the massive frame, sleek pelt adding a shiny effect. Interlaced with the deep silver are many darker shades of gray and black, as though a bag of soot had been dumped on him. One particular spot around the creature’s eyes is darker, making it seem as though he either wears eyeliner or forever has dark circles. The coarse, near water-proof furs cling close to the beast’s body like a tight shirt, allowing rippling muscles to be easily seen when body is moving.
Amongst the many bland colors on his fur, two dark, red-violet eyes stand out, with pupils oddly the same color as the behemoth’s irises that make it impossible to tell if he’s looking at you, or through you. While it appears he has no pupils, or is blind, his vision is far from impaired. Flecks of black can be seen within the pools of red, adding some depth to them.
While the fiend’s body is gargantuan and leaves others in its shadow, most of his features are fairly narrow and sharp, making him look more of the agile type than what he truly is. Underneath the mask of appearing thin and easily beaten, the monstrosity is really much of a fighter. Legs carry their great burden with ease, muscles daring not to complain as they heave the mass along. Rock sharpened ebony claws latch into the ground then release as motion is created, ensuring balance will be maintained. A small triangular nick makes empty space on part of the brute’s left ear, gained in his childhood. It’s quite a surprise that the beast doesn’t have more flaws, as the amount of fighting he’s had in his life, but if you could peel off his fur coat, you would see many scars of varying sizes decorating his hide. Skull is often held close to the ground, distant gaze seeming to be trained on nothing in particular as talons anchor his paws into the ground. Maybe he doesn’t see you, like said before; it’s hard to tell…
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Personality:
Austere - The fiend is quite a solemn one, a smile rarely on his muzzle and laughs hardly ever able to escape his chest. When he does smile, it’s a demented, wicked thing that stretches back the skin of his face, twisting up until it can grow no larger. Laughs and chuckles also often come out corrupted, only created when something pleasing happens, such as the torture of another or their expression when they find out that pain has near no effect on the barbarian.
Robotic – Body operates as though powered by machinery, emotion seldom shown on the creature’s facade. Some emotion isn’t even known to him, such as love, care, sadness, or hurt. Motion isn’t often deterred by geographic features, muscles ordered to continue no matter how exhausting the work of traveling across a certain place may be.
Apathetic – As said before, emotion is a foreign thing to the being, therefor creating a habit to not care for others’ health, feelings and such. His heart does nothing but what it is supposed to, and is black as coal, cold as ice.
Conniving – You can be assured, the first thing the brute thinks when he sees you is, Hmm, how can I use you? His mind is constantly scheming and calculating, thoughts such as, If I jump at a 45 degree angle, it will land me here, often running through his head. There is a 99% chance that what words are slipping between his fangs are lies, as he feels that exposing himself too much is dangerous. Sometimes if feeling like it, he will even go as far as to make up a fake history or name.
Sharp – In mind, instincts, and senses the animal is quick. He usually makes sure to have his head clear, and senses alert, even when thought to be alone. You never know when someone is watching… A response to someone is well thought out and given soon, though words are always picked through twice, yours and his.
Masochistic – Oh, why do so many think it such a disgusting act? The silver male couldn’t for the life of him see why no one would like the tingle of being pricked with a thorn or the warm feeling of being bitten. In battle, he often shivers when a blow has been landed on him, a grin spreading across his face. Sure, it seems creepy, but it’s unlikely that he’d care what is thought of him.
Snake-like – In motions and speech, the beast can be connected with a snake. Tongue often slides out along his lips, S’s drawn out and accented by the rusty, gravelly voice. Frame is held close to the ground when walking, slipping between trees and under bushes silently with ease despite how large it is.
Disturbing - Your neighborhood creep, this monster is not one you’d wish to meet in a dark alley. Surely you’d think most of this is fairly disturbing. If not, well, that’s your problem, maybe something’s wrong with you too...
History: Skelic was born in a small litter of two to two loners. A few months after birth, he killed his sibling, frightening his parents slightly with the sudden act of violence. They forced themselves to look past the deed and continue raising their last child. As soon as it appeared that their son was capable of taking care of himself, the two wolves immediately abandoned him, realizing what an abomination they had brought into the world. Afterwards, the boy kept to himself and avoided most others, soon ending up with severely damaged social skills.
RP Sample - Nuuuu, sorry I'm too lazy T_T
Your name: Acrylic
How did you find us?: On an advertisement :B
Other characters: This is my first character
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