Post by thegazelle on Jan 1, 2008 18:19:59 GMT -5
YOU:
name: Tiki
age: 17
gender: Female
roleplay experience: 6
YOUR CHARACTER:
name: Sare Leroy
age: 25
gender: Male
race: Gazelle
still in school: No
family:
Father - Leroy - Deceased
Mother - Beid - Deceased
Twin - The Gazelle - Alive
history: From the time he could even remember things, they had been at the city. He couldn’t delve into his past at all really, unless he wanted to again slip back into his dreams. Sare was a dreamer, a visionary. If he could have the supplies he would be an artist of sorts. His parents, although they didn’t understand why, let his imagination go wild. Sare would think up imaginary worlds filled with bird people(because bird people and bunny people were his favorite kind of people) who started wars and took over cities. This was his simple way to try to escape beyond the walls that barred him into the city. He could not help his breeding, his instincts. He was an engineered African Thomson’s Gazelle. He could hardly help his desperate need to go.
His mother and father died when he was young. This, unlike his sister, did not change his personality. Always joyful, uplifting, positive, Sare would not let his strange history hold him back from what could possibly be a bright future.
Sare and his sister appeared more human like because of the science behind them. They were bred as a test to see how they could change the human body around. Sare, as a result, got Gazelle marked skin, a completely hairless body, and horns. His sister turned out a bit different than he did, having hair and no horns. Each were made different in order to test out different possibilities. The project was scrapped when the children would not grow fast enough to test on.
physical description: Completely hairless. Digigrade legs ending in hooves, skin is colored like gazelle markings. His head is bald and a set of horns jets out from the top of his skull. He's 6'5''. He also has a small deers tail.
mental description: Immature for his age, he's a dreamer and a visionary. Addicted to people (especially bunnies), he is very much a social butterfly, always by someones side, no matter who it is.
roleplay sample: “Sare, shut up.”
“No.”
“Now.”
“HMM NO.”
The twins sat on the floor of their small house. The living room where they currently dwelled was set up with very warm lighting. Bookshelves lined the room and were filled, to the brim, with books. The house had belonged to a lone college professor, who taught philosophy. The house reflected the previous owners life, being extremely plain and scholarly. Of course the twins, who currently sat on the floor fighting about tea, had no idea of the lonely past life of the man.
“Look, I’m just saying, coffee is better. Wakes a person up a lot faster than tea ever could.” Sare began. His green eyes looked with much annoyance at his sister. He prized himself to be a bit of an expert when it came to drinkable liquids about town, which of course, from his perspective, made his sister to be stupid and unintelligent with her preference to use tea to wake herself up. Emmi, however, could care less about what her brother thought.
(My posts are generally a lot longer, but for the purposes of these bios, I make them shorter just to get the point across. :3 )
name: Tiki
age: 17
gender: Female
roleplay experience: 6
YOUR CHARACTER:
name: Sare Leroy
age: 25
gender: Male
race: Gazelle
still in school: No
family:
Father - Leroy - Deceased
Mother - Beid - Deceased
Twin - The Gazelle - Alive
history: From the time he could even remember things, they had been at the city. He couldn’t delve into his past at all really, unless he wanted to again slip back into his dreams. Sare was a dreamer, a visionary. If he could have the supplies he would be an artist of sorts. His parents, although they didn’t understand why, let his imagination go wild. Sare would think up imaginary worlds filled with bird people(because bird people and bunny people were his favorite kind of people) who started wars and took over cities. This was his simple way to try to escape beyond the walls that barred him into the city. He could not help his breeding, his instincts. He was an engineered African Thomson’s Gazelle. He could hardly help his desperate need to go.
His mother and father died when he was young. This, unlike his sister, did not change his personality. Always joyful, uplifting, positive, Sare would not let his strange history hold him back from what could possibly be a bright future.
Sare and his sister appeared more human like because of the science behind them. They were bred as a test to see how they could change the human body around. Sare, as a result, got Gazelle marked skin, a completely hairless body, and horns. His sister turned out a bit different than he did, having hair and no horns. Each were made different in order to test out different possibilities. The project was scrapped when the children would not grow fast enough to test on.
physical description: Completely hairless. Digigrade legs ending in hooves, skin is colored like gazelle markings. His head is bald and a set of horns jets out from the top of his skull. He's 6'5''. He also has a small deers tail.
mental description: Immature for his age, he's a dreamer and a visionary. Addicted to people (especially bunnies), he is very much a social butterfly, always by someones side, no matter who it is.
roleplay sample: “Sare, shut up.”
“No.”
“Now.”
“HMM NO.”
The twins sat on the floor of their small house. The living room where they currently dwelled was set up with very warm lighting. Bookshelves lined the room and were filled, to the brim, with books. The house had belonged to a lone college professor, who taught philosophy. The house reflected the previous owners life, being extremely plain and scholarly. Of course the twins, who currently sat on the floor fighting about tea, had no idea of the lonely past life of the man.
“Look, I’m just saying, coffee is better. Wakes a person up a lot faster than tea ever could.” Sare began. His green eyes looked with much annoyance at his sister. He prized himself to be a bit of an expert when it came to drinkable liquids about town, which of course, from his perspective, made his sister to be stupid and unintelligent with her preference to use tea to wake herself up. Emmi, however, could care less about what her brother thought.
(My posts are generally a lot longer, but for the purposes of these bios, I make them shorter just to get the point across. :3 )
