Post by ryouta on Jan 20, 2014 1:18:01 GMT
Ryouta Yamu Kigu
4
MALE
SUMMER
Pansexual
Seimei
Hybrid TWUN ELEMENTAL
PERSONALITY:
Ryu has always been insane, perhaps once upon a time as a child he was normal by the hybrid due to constant abuse of his father has turned into a deviant of hell. He cares for no one, and if he does it is of luck on their side. While he is afraid of certain things, and cares for others, his insanity will get in the way of being kind forever and always. However for the lucky ones to get close to him, they live a life of luxury for the moment in his pack, and they kill when they can torture slaves all the sort.
He loves pups however, specially males to carry on his heritage. Only if they are his though, any others are seen as a threat to his lineage. Sometimes he will show sanity in front of officials when it was needed, but his intimidation is high on the charts. He gets frustrated when others are not scared of him and do not know him.
Ryu will sometimes laugh uncontrollably, he will dismember squish his victims beyond recognition if he is able to kill them. He will also refer to himself in the third person, but not always. His attitude and demeanor can change dramatically at any moment. It is best to make sure you can see what he likes what he doesn't like and not anger him. Though he will never admit to the weaknesses he has, of frustration, and his jealously of others . who have had a family that loves them.
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Ryu has always been insane, perhaps once upon a time as a child he was normal by the hybrid due to constant abuse of his father has turned into a deviant of hell. He cares for no one, and if he does it is of luck on their side. While he is afraid of certain things, and cares for others, his insanity will get in the way of being kind forever and always. However for the lucky ones to get close to him, they live a life of luxury for the moment in his pack, and they kill when they can torture slaves all the sort.
He loves pups however, specially males to carry on his heritage. Only if they are his though, any others are seen as a threat to his lineage. Sometimes he will show sanity in front of officials when it was needed, but his intimidation is high on the charts. He gets frustrated when others are not scared of him and do not know him.
Ryu will sometimes laugh uncontrollably, he will dismember squish his victims beyond recognition if he is able to kill them. He will also refer to himself in the third person, but not always. His attitude and demeanor can change dramatically at any moment. It is best to make sure you can see what he likes what he doesn't like and not anger him. Though he will never admit to the weaknesses he has, of frustration, and his jealously of others . who have had a family that loves them.
HISTORY:
I'll add it when I want yo.
I'll add it when I want yo.
APPEARANCE:
This beasts normal form stands at 34" in height and with sharp paper thin fangs due to his Twun side of the family being a hybrid. He is a darker brown wolf with a white underbelly, his eyes being a dark blue reflecting of his dark nature. The same going for the mane of black hair sitting on his head, where he likes to hide his seeds of destruction. He isn't very bulky, and uses more agility to his advantage not being as taller as some other of the wolf kind could be. There are two scars on the edges of each side of his lips curling back to back a devious smile forever embedded within his flesh.
His beast form stands at four feet in height and is a long slender form. His teeth grow in size to two inches his mane grows out and his ears pull back to be longer. His tail turns long and grows hair across the top and the end of the tail in a fluff black in color. This form is fairly flexible and he has good control over it.
MAGIC INFO:
FOUR spells
Boiling Rem
This is a burning gas type spell, by raising water sources above boiling and turning them into steam it kills everything in it's path. But, he needs some source of liquid that will raise it's temperature at a fast rate. And the gas spread quickly, making it so that he may get hurt as well. Also it does not affect water wolves and water can easily stop the spell
Exploding seeds
In his hair he hides little seeds, these are no ordinary seeds. They are one's that have been emptied and inside is small coal powder. Making it when he drags his fangs across the top they will explode if they come in contact with something. They are dangerous, but can be dodged easily. He isn't called a bomb master for nothing, his throws even with his hair are fairly accurate. However simply placing water or dirt on it will make it not explode and since the seeds are so small they do not cause any large damage.
Implosion Heat
By sucking in hot air backwards, he can create a sort of suction and then ignite it on fire. This creates an explosion that implodes on itself confining it to one area, making it easy to control. He uses this one most of all, but since it is confined to one area it can be a hassle to get on a target. Air can blow this away, and he has to be in an area of heat. Also the tops of his mouth and lungs can get burnt.
Lava trail
The only spell he received from his father is the ability to bring lava just below the surface of the ground. Well, luckily with his skill, he has learned to use the same powder as in his seeds he lays them across and can lay a trap. Though he can use the lava trail as any other spell and hurt people, he just enjoys the explosion. The ground is warm where the trap is set, so easily detected. Also only he can detonate it with raising the temperature so if you distract him or simply dig out the seeds carefully when he is not around you are safe.
FOUR spells
Boiling Rem
This is a burning gas type spell, by raising water sources above boiling and turning them into steam it kills everything in it's path. But, he needs some source of liquid that will raise it's temperature at a fast rate. And the gas spread quickly, making it so that he may get hurt as well. Also it does not affect water wolves and water can easily stop the spell
Exploding seeds
In his hair he hides little seeds, these are no ordinary seeds. They are one's that have been emptied and inside is small coal powder. Making it when he drags his fangs across the top they will explode if they come in contact with something. They are dangerous, but can be dodged easily. He isn't called a bomb master for nothing, his throws even with his hair are fairly accurate. However simply placing water or dirt on it will make it not explode and since the seeds are so small they do not cause any large damage.
Implosion Heat
By sucking in hot air backwards, he can create a sort of suction and then ignite it on fire. This creates an explosion that implodes on itself confining it to one area, making it easy to control. He uses this one most of all, but since it is confined to one area it can be a hassle to get on a target. Air can blow this away, and he has to be in an area of heat. Also the tops of his mouth and lungs can get burnt.
Lava trail
The only spell he received from his father is the ability to bring lava just below the surface of the ground. Well, luckily with his skill, he has learned to use the same powder as in his seeds he lays them across and can lay a trap. Though he can use the lava trail as any other spell and hurt people, he just enjoys the explosion. The ground is warm where the trap is set, so easily detected. Also only he can detonate it with raising the temperature so if you distract him or simply dig out the seeds carefully when he is not around you are safe.
OTHER CHARACTERS: Yuzu
OOC Age: 16
Skype Name or best way to contact you: SeimeiWalker
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: N/A he's from old site.
If this is your first bio please provide a roleplay sample:
This brought her thoughts back to when she was a pup at her mothers side. While she would spend most of her time in the den, she would always hear her mother speak about her little adventures outside of it. How it was harsh to be the lead healer in such times when the land was dying in the way it was. With the coming of the volcano. Her friends, Erani, and however disconnected she was from him, Vahva's father Sani. All whom were part of Valhalla. Even if the woman had been conceived on accident after the two got high on poppy seeds, she still had loved her parents regardless. Vahva had been only a mere year old when the volcano hit the lands, and she and her mother got separated from the pack. Thus she thought she would never see Valhalla again, not Cairo the ever so forgiving alpha, not her father nor anyone for that matter.
Those days might not have been the hardest, but it was her mothers death that had brought the round about of her attitude into play. They had found themselves stuck in a jungle while following Valhalla's scent. During a storm that of which a tree came tumbling down and Night pushed her out of the way. The black and white female had been crushed in the middle. Because of having such a short body only at the size of twenty four inches, she wasn't able to deal with the injuries nor was Vahva old enough at the time to pull the tree off of her mother. Which lead to her being unable to bury the healer as well. Vahva had left her mother there, and nearly all her hope in the world. Until she finally reached the new Valhalla and the first thing that happened was a bicker with Azalea none the less.
Even if she was finally back home, it hadn't lasted long enough for her to do anything. Her hot temper, and short fuse made it difficult to communicate. And at the time even if the male Oddity was not with Glaciem, she half felt it was Glaciem themselves who had placed her in a position of imprisonment. The black male had nearly killed her, having her to flee to the north, way up north away from her home and lands. Injured and unable to defend herself, a kingdom brought her into their domain as a slave alongside Itu. Which led to a even more stifling story in it she was formed to have not only a better attitude but a much more calm feeling towards herself.
Vahva had a litter of pups, became alpha, then returned to Valhalla. As such she would not let the story become a simple lie spewed from her lips. The same common demeanor of her joyful life would come into play. As the stronghold of her own heart would come to grant Valhalla the best hopes of herself. So she found herself, on these shores a lot. Though she was broken out of her thoughtful trance when she spotted the bird. Easily with her observant skills, but only until the young Surreal came to sit beside her that she gave a soft gaze a bit surprised for a moment, but expecting no less of the beta.
Many members so far had only treated her with caution, and many did not know of her past in Valhalla. Most of the time it was only the adravendi who knew, descendants from Cairo. Yet the young-ling had just waltz straight up to her and asked her how she was. It brought a small burst of confidence in the cool collective nature of the woman as she relaxed herself sitting up straight and her blue mane bright as ever would always give her a unique sign away to any wolf here on alacritis. For once she died, there would never be another wolf to have a mane quiet like this.
"Well I'm glad another wolf has learned my name at least to feel comfortable enough to confront me." Vahva chuckled lightly, it was more that she was impressed really. Surreal was so young by the looks of it, maybe not even two years of age yet. And she was a beta, a strong holder of the pack, and a leader figure who none the less was learning such things at a young age. "I am just thinking of the past, and ways to put myself to work. Though I'll have to speak with Caerul first beforehand." Her red eyes shut for a moment. Would she really be able to gain Valhalla's trust, and what if she messed up, made a mistake. Would there be a chance of ever recovering from that. She was only used to collecting herself around the men who abused her, making sure her authority was standing so that she would not be in such a weak state as she had been. Here, it was family, and family she had yet to know, names, personalities all of them.
"You are Surreal right? Would it be rude of me to ask how you came to be the beta of Valhalla, at such a young age?" Vahva was curious, and she wouldn't let fear get in the way of her wanting to know. Besides, Surreal was the first after Chrysanthe, and Azalea to strike a conversation with her at least in a civil manner. Times like these, would make her stronger. Much less vulnerable about the wolves she was supposed to be leading to live better lives.
-Sample off of Alacritis my character.
OOC Age: 16
Skype Name or best way to contact you: SeimeiWalker
If anything was purchased in the shop, provide link here: N/A he's from old site.
If this is your first bio please provide a roleplay sample:
This brought her thoughts back to when she was a pup at her mothers side. While she would spend most of her time in the den, she would always hear her mother speak about her little adventures outside of it. How it was harsh to be the lead healer in such times when the land was dying in the way it was. With the coming of the volcano. Her friends, Erani, and however disconnected she was from him, Vahva's father Sani. All whom were part of Valhalla. Even if the woman had been conceived on accident after the two got high on poppy seeds, she still had loved her parents regardless. Vahva had been only a mere year old when the volcano hit the lands, and she and her mother got separated from the pack. Thus she thought she would never see Valhalla again, not Cairo the ever so forgiving alpha, not her father nor anyone for that matter.
Those days might not have been the hardest, but it was her mothers death that had brought the round about of her attitude into play. They had found themselves stuck in a jungle while following Valhalla's scent. During a storm that of which a tree came tumbling down and Night pushed her out of the way. The black and white female had been crushed in the middle. Because of having such a short body only at the size of twenty four inches, she wasn't able to deal with the injuries nor was Vahva old enough at the time to pull the tree off of her mother. Which lead to her being unable to bury the healer as well. Vahva had left her mother there, and nearly all her hope in the world. Until she finally reached the new Valhalla and the first thing that happened was a bicker with Azalea none the less.
Even if she was finally back home, it hadn't lasted long enough for her to do anything. Her hot temper, and short fuse made it difficult to communicate. And at the time even if the male Oddity was not with Glaciem, she half felt it was Glaciem themselves who had placed her in a position of imprisonment. The black male had nearly killed her, having her to flee to the north, way up north away from her home and lands. Injured and unable to defend herself, a kingdom brought her into their domain as a slave alongside Itu. Which led to a even more stifling story in it she was formed to have not only a better attitude but a much more calm feeling towards herself.
Vahva had a litter of pups, became alpha, then returned to Valhalla. As such she would not let the story become a simple lie spewed from her lips. The same common demeanor of her joyful life would come into play. As the stronghold of her own heart would come to grant Valhalla the best hopes of herself. So she found herself, on these shores a lot. Though she was broken out of her thoughtful trance when she spotted the bird. Easily with her observant skills, but only until the young Surreal came to sit beside her that she gave a soft gaze a bit surprised for a moment, but expecting no less of the beta.
Many members so far had only treated her with caution, and many did not know of her past in Valhalla. Most of the time it was only the adravendi who knew, descendants from Cairo. Yet the young-ling had just waltz straight up to her and asked her how she was. It brought a small burst of confidence in the cool collective nature of the woman as she relaxed herself sitting up straight and her blue mane bright as ever would always give her a unique sign away to any wolf here on alacritis. For once she died, there would never be another wolf to have a mane quiet like this.
"Well I'm glad another wolf has learned my name at least to feel comfortable enough to confront me." Vahva chuckled lightly, it was more that she was impressed really. Surreal was so young by the looks of it, maybe not even two years of age yet. And she was a beta, a strong holder of the pack, and a leader figure who none the less was learning such things at a young age. "I am just thinking of the past, and ways to put myself to work. Though I'll have to speak with Caerul first beforehand." Her red eyes shut for a moment. Would she really be able to gain Valhalla's trust, and what if she messed up, made a mistake. Would there be a chance of ever recovering from that. She was only used to collecting herself around the men who abused her, making sure her authority was standing so that she would not be in such a weak state as she had been. Here, it was family, and family she had yet to know, names, personalities all of them.
"You are Surreal right? Would it be rude of me to ask how you came to be the beta of Valhalla, at such a young age?" Vahva was curious, and she wouldn't let fear get in the way of her wanting to know. Besides, Surreal was the first after Chrysanthe, and Azalea to strike a conversation with her at least in a civil manner. Times like these, would make her stronger. Much less vulnerable about the wolves she was supposed to be leading to live better lives.
-Sample off of Alacritis my character.
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