Post by Sahoni on Aug 15, 2010 13:10:05 GMT -5
You are not your character, You!
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Pseudonym: Sahoni
Age: 18
Experience: 8
How you found us: I'm an admin, this was my first board RP.
Password: I am the law here
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Characters are fun
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Name: Tennessee Sahoni-Waya
Gender: Male
Age: 18/18
Race: Nephrilem/ lupine primal
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Character, yay
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Appearance: He weighs 169 pounds and stands at 5'6 . His dark, earthy brown hair contrasts with his light, unearthly, some say feral golden yellow eyes. His skin is a medium tone that reveals his half Irish, half Cherokee heritage. On his head he has a moon shape scar from where a cup was shattered on him as a child.
When patrolling or on angel business, he normally wears baggy cargo jeans, the knees of the pants ranging from clean to dusty depending on the day. Upon his feet are scuffed black skate shoes, ones you can easily tell use to be of good quality. On the upper half of his body he dons a white tee shirt with a medicine wheel on it. A medicine wheel is a pictorial representation of the cycles found in nature such as the seasons, or a lifetime. The version is a circle in four equal parts with the insides taken out. The colors on the four parts are as followed in clockwise order: white, yellow, black, and red. Over this he wears a simple blue sleeveless hoodie. As far as jewelry goes he wears two iron studs in each ear. Around his neck he wears an iron pendent of a feather on a silver chain. The feather is inset with three small turquoise stones. This is a symbol of his past and his faith, two of the only things that keep him going.
When not he tends to wear flannel, plaid, and jeans. Sometimes you'll catch him in a band tee-shirt. Mostly he just wears simple loose clothes. He always wears the necklace, not always the earrings.
His body type isn't per say, muscular, nor even fat. The best way to describe him is stocky. It's the type of body that people tend to underestimate.
Most people are uneasy about his eyes - human eyes just aren't like his.
Personality: He has an IQ of 150 though he rarely shows it. He talks very fast when nervous. He may seem distant and cold to those he hates, frigid in his logic. To those who get close to him he is the exact opposite: fun-loving and playful. He becomes the type of friend who would give his life for you without thinking twice. He is protective and caring.
He’s out to protect all life even those he is afraid of or dislikes. He is of the belief that all life is important. This is not to say he will not kill. He gives thanks to all his preys' spirits for their sacrifice. He will also lay waste to those who threaten what he cares for, but he will honor you as a brave opponent if you fight with honor. He is superstitious and knows various lore about numerous monsters, creatures, and items. He loves to ramble on about them with the geeky enthusiasm of a collage professor. His greatest want is to have a permanent home without having to move around every few years. He's very xenophobic towards anything vaguely demon-related. This doesn't conflict with his need to protect life as he doesn't see them as alive in the first place, though his idea of honor stands.
He has issues with rage, always had. Martial Arts had helped a bit with that, but now that he had to deal with ghost and demons, they his old ways began peeking through again. It wasn't that he was a bad person, nor really an angry person. He just had issues controlling his anger, especially when it came to certain subjects. Say demons for example. He also has organizational issues.
He likes to cook, mainly Mexican and Italian, though he can cook some Thai food. He prefers food with zest or spice over all. He also likes Kung Fu movies as well as the works of Kevin Smith and Guillermo Del Toro. Romantic comedies are almost guaranteed a like in his books, especially if they star Tom Hanks.
Sahoni is also very religious. It is a source of strength for him. Being Red Road it is against it to try and push it on other people. It also means he has a deep respect for the natural word and tries not to judge other no matter, race, creed, or religion, for he see’s the world as one big family. His being Bi has no effect on his religious nature do to his religion carries no stigmas about it.
Familiar: Two wolves, one black and one white. The two are aptly named Freki and Geri. These are the same wolves who are companions to Odin in Norse mythology.
Weapon of Preference: Bo-staff, magic, hand to hand
Job: Future head to the Lupine primals/ Warrior
Rp sample
Roleplay Sample:Sahoni sighed deeply. Would it be right to take something? Even if it was from a evil person who made a living off of defending those who killed others to meet their own selfish ends, would it be right? Sahoni took a deep breath. What to do?
Moral dilemmas sucked...
You have no right unless it is supernatural. the wolf lectured in a way that made him wanna take something out of spite.
Sahoni's eyes scanned the room looking around. When his eyes came across a a large mirror surrounded by various liquors and alchohals he felt a jolt. "Something supernatural is here, erm, well beside you. Behind the mirror." Sahoni felt around the bar for something a lever, a button, something. Sahoni reached for a light fixture. Suprisingly it pulled down to reveil a staff over a dark alter. "Wow even his hiding places are 80's."
The air around Sahoni grew heavy and ionated as Sahoni's eyes started to glow golden yellow. Sahoni activated his spirit sight eyes seeming unfocused. Sahoni looked over it, recognizing the sigils of those of demons. the glowing in a baleful, sickly light. He used light in the loosest sense of the word. Infact it seemed to suck the light from the area. It made Sahoni's stomach churn just looking at it. Above the sigils was an intricacly carved staff glowing in a pure light, a blue glow that raidiated through his soul. Canceling out the evil of the sigils. Slowly the dark was eating at the light.
This sight made Sahoni angry. "That bastard." he growled angrily. "He's into the dark stuff, and is trying to corrupt this staff." Sahoni took the staff. "I believe I'll take this staff."
In a fit of rage Sahoni turned around and stomp kicked the guys desk, shattering it in half, rage boiling. "Lets go... He'll know we've been here, I want that."
How could anyone make deals withthese things? Work with them? These things that destroyed his family and his life.
Maybe you should calm down. The wolf said.
Like I care, he deserved it. Sahoni growled.
That's not why I'm worried. he continued calmly though annoyed be the pups insulence Rage is a poisen of the mind, you need a clear head now.
Sahoni tried to take a deep breath though shaking in rage.
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Pseudonym: Sahoni
Age: 18
Experience: 8
How you found us: I'm an admin, this was my first board RP.
Password: I am the law here
---
Characters are fun
---
Name: Tennessee Sahoni-Waya
Gender: Male
Age: 18/18
Race: Nephrilem/ lupine primal
---
Character, yay
---
Appearance: He weighs 169 pounds and stands at 5'6 . His dark, earthy brown hair contrasts with his light, unearthly, some say feral golden yellow eyes. His skin is a medium tone that reveals his half Irish, half Cherokee heritage. On his head he has a moon shape scar from where a cup was shattered on him as a child.
When patrolling or on angel business, he normally wears baggy cargo jeans, the knees of the pants ranging from clean to dusty depending on the day. Upon his feet are scuffed black skate shoes, ones you can easily tell use to be of good quality. On the upper half of his body he dons a white tee shirt with a medicine wheel on it. A medicine wheel is a pictorial representation of the cycles found in nature such as the seasons, or a lifetime. The version is a circle in four equal parts with the insides taken out. The colors on the four parts are as followed in clockwise order: white, yellow, black, and red. Over this he wears a simple blue sleeveless hoodie. As far as jewelry goes he wears two iron studs in each ear. Around his neck he wears an iron pendent of a feather on a silver chain. The feather is inset with three small turquoise stones. This is a symbol of his past and his faith, two of the only things that keep him going.
When not he tends to wear flannel, plaid, and jeans. Sometimes you'll catch him in a band tee-shirt. Mostly he just wears simple loose clothes. He always wears the necklace, not always the earrings.
His body type isn't per say, muscular, nor even fat. The best way to describe him is stocky. It's the type of body that people tend to underestimate.
Most people are uneasy about his eyes - human eyes just aren't like his.
Personality: He has an IQ of 150 though he rarely shows it. He talks very fast when nervous. He may seem distant and cold to those he hates, frigid in his logic. To those who get close to him he is the exact opposite: fun-loving and playful. He becomes the type of friend who would give his life for you without thinking twice. He is protective and caring.
He’s out to protect all life even those he is afraid of or dislikes. He is of the belief that all life is important. This is not to say he will not kill. He gives thanks to all his preys' spirits for their sacrifice. He will also lay waste to those who threaten what he cares for, but he will honor you as a brave opponent if you fight with honor. He is superstitious and knows various lore about numerous monsters, creatures, and items. He loves to ramble on about them with the geeky enthusiasm of a collage professor. His greatest want is to have a permanent home without having to move around every few years. He's very xenophobic towards anything vaguely demon-related. This doesn't conflict with his need to protect life as he doesn't see them as alive in the first place, though his idea of honor stands.
He has issues with rage, always had. Martial Arts had helped a bit with that, but now that he had to deal with ghost and demons, they his old ways began peeking through again. It wasn't that he was a bad person, nor really an angry person. He just had issues controlling his anger, especially when it came to certain subjects. Say demons for example. He also has organizational issues.
He likes to cook, mainly Mexican and Italian, though he can cook some Thai food. He prefers food with zest or spice over all. He also likes Kung Fu movies as well as the works of Kevin Smith and Guillermo Del Toro. Romantic comedies are almost guaranteed a like in his books, especially if they star Tom Hanks.
Sahoni is also very religious. It is a source of strength for him. Being Red Road it is against it to try and push it on other people. It also means he has a deep respect for the natural word and tries not to judge other no matter, race, creed, or religion, for he see’s the world as one big family. His being Bi has no effect on his religious nature do to his religion carries no stigmas about it.
Familiar: Two wolves, one black and one white. The two are aptly named Freki and Geri. These are the same wolves who are companions to Odin in Norse mythology.
Weapon of Preference: Bo-staff, magic, hand to hand
Job: Future head to the Lupine primals/ Warrior
Rp sample
Roleplay Sample:Sahoni sighed deeply. Would it be right to take something? Even if it was from a evil person who made a living off of defending those who killed others to meet their own selfish ends, would it be right? Sahoni took a deep breath. What to do?
Moral dilemmas sucked...
You have no right unless it is supernatural. the wolf lectured in a way that made him wanna take something out of spite.
Sahoni's eyes scanned the room looking around. When his eyes came across a a large mirror surrounded by various liquors and alchohals he felt a jolt. "Something supernatural is here, erm, well beside you. Behind the mirror." Sahoni felt around the bar for something a lever, a button, something. Sahoni reached for a light fixture. Suprisingly it pulled down to reveil a staff over a dark alter. "Wow even his hiding places are 80's."
The air around Sahoni grew heavy and ionated as Sahoni's eyes started to glow golden yellow. Sahoni activated his spirit sight eyes seeming unfocused. Sahoni looked over it, recognizing the sigils of those of demons. the glowing in a baleful, sickly light. He used light in the loosest sense of the word. Infact it seemed to suck the light from the area. It made Sahoni's stomach churn just looking at it. Above the sigils was an intricacly carved staff glowing in a pure light, a blue glow that raidiated through his soul. Canceling out the evil of the sigils. Slowly the dark was eating at the light.
This sight made Sahoni angry. "That bastard." he growled angrily. "He's into the dark stuff, and is trying to corrupt this staff." Sahoni took the staff. "I believe I'll take this staff."
In a fit of rage Sahoni turned around and stomp kicked the guys desk, shattering it in half, rage boiling. "Lets go... He'll know we've been here, I want that."
How could anyone make deals withthese things? Work with them? These things that destroyed his family and his life.
Maybe you should calm down. The wolf said.
Like I care, he deserved it. Sahoni growled.
That's not why I'm worried. he continued calmly though annoyed be the pups insulence Rage is a poisen of the mind, you need a clear head now.
Sahoni tried to take a deep breath though shaking in rage.