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 Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 3:13 am
..: Reception Desk :..
"Hello, and welcome to The Personality Complex! I am your host, MoogerMint Seishin! You may be wondering, "What's up with that name?" Well... I'm an odd person, that much should be plainly clear to you; however, you are also among some fairly strange people in this place as well! There are a wide range of demeanors in this building that are always clashing, always coming up with new reactions, always evolving and growing. However, what would you expect with a family so big? I'm sure many of them would disagree with that statement... sweatdrop
"Feel free to take a look around! But beware, some of them are not as friendly as the others! Just a bit of a warning for the bold of you~"
An organized yet simple chart is handed to you, displaying the names of the residents in the apartment complex along with a couple stats.
Room 1: Reception Desk <-- You Are Here
Front room and threshold
Room 2: The Manager
MoogerMint, the owner
Possibly more to come...
The Hybrids' Rooms
Room 3: Kasi
Owl / Seme / Libra / Wild
2nd Year Anniversary: CYO
Room 4: Shamir
Rat / Uke / Virgo / Tamed
2nd Year Anniversary: CYO (gift from Kiara Lime)
Room 5: Roku
Dragon / Seme / Aries / Wild
2nd Year Anniversary: CYO
Room 6: Calhoun
Stag / Seme / Gemini / Wild
2nd Year Anniversary: Flaffle
Room 7: Renjiro
Naga / SemeUke / Cancer / Tamed
2nd Year Anniversary: Auction
Room 8: Kirinao
Demon / SemeUke / Scorpio / Wild
2nd Year Anniversary: CYO
Room 9: Daksta
Wolf / SemeUke / Aquarius / Neutral
2nd Year Anniversary: CYO
Room 10: Eiji
Panther / SemeUke / Pisces / Neutral
2nd Year Anniversary: Dice Reverse Raffle
Room 11: Aydan
Demon / SemeUke / Scorpio / Neutral
2nd Year Anniversary: CYO (gift from Elros Namasi)
Room 12: Loto
Bull / Seme / Taurus / Wild
Secret Santa 2007 (gift from Melomar)
Room 13: Manvir
Rabbit / SemeUke / Capricorn / Neutral
Secret Santa 2007 (gift from Melomar)
Room 14: Heketoro
Cat / Uke / Cancer / Wild
Secret Santa 2007 (gift from Melomar)
Room 15: Razili
Mouse / Uke / Libra / Tamed
3rd Year Anniversary: Prompt
Last Updated: November 30th
Umm... added an image for one of MoogerMint's charges that I drew a while back. However, this doesn't quite pertain to BMR... XD Also added Razili to the roster above, though he has yet to be certed, let alone posted in here. Maore to come soon? I hope so... D: That's now four boys I have that have unfinished profiles. Oh! And Eiji is now in an official roleplay in the guild! 8D That's another update. Rejoice!
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 3:24 am
..: The Manager :..
The kitsune woman blinks, surprised. "Eh? Really? You'd actually like to know about me? Well... alright, if you want! I don't see any harm in getting to know the guests better! It's good business practice, right?"
She coughs, leading you off. "Just to warn you, I'm not the neatest person. My room... is rather messy. So watch out where you step!"
<< Image coming soon >>
Stats Full Name: MoogerMint Seishin
Nickname(s): Moogz, Mooger, Muggles, Mint(-chan), etc.
Name Meaning: Meaning? Who ever said my name had a meaning? It's a long story...
Age: 20
Gender: The only female here!
Species: Kitsune
Standing: Neutral
Physical Description
Hair: Moogz's hair is short and fuzzy, layered at about two-and-a-half inches all around in a bob. It is very pale, platinum blonde that in some lights looks to be pure white. Her hair is wavy, sometimes giving her the appearance of having small "horns" as it curls up from her bangs and in front of her ears.
Eyes: Her eyes are wide and expressive, but even though this is the case, she can hide her feelings well (that is, when she feels like it). At a faraway glance her eyes appear to be a lighter shade of green, though upon closer inspection are light blue with a ring of yellow around each pupil.
Physique: She is of average build, sometimes appearing skinnier than she actually is in certain clothing. She grew up in a well-meaning household before setting off on her own, and was therefore well-fed and taken care of, as her body shows.
Physical Traits: As her kitsune blood portrays, she has black-tipped fox ears adourning her head and a characteristic bushy reddened tail. Her skin is very pale, matching nicely with her nearly-white hair and sometimes making her appear ghostly. All in all, she has an appearance of a rather average-looking kitsune.
Abilities: Because of her kitsune blood, she has very sensitive ears and can pick up things out of the air not many others can. Her balance is exceptional and she has retractable claws on her fingers and toes. She is able to transport herself and a few others from the "land of the living" and into the astral plane. Due to the demon trapped in her body, she sometimes shows signs of much more powerful, demonic powers, but these are a complete mystery.
Personality
Attitude: She is rather shy when around unknown people but tries to get along, sometimes acting a little too overbearing for others to handle. She can be quite hyper when she feels good, and has a comical and sometimes morbid sense of humor. All in all, she has a good heart and wants no pain or suffering to befall anyone except those who "deserve" it, though such a wish she knows could never come true. She can be quite the softie unless angered, then she is quite the force to be reckoned with! She has the habit of pushing her charges to get to know others, which probably stems from her own dislike of loneliness; she doesn't want anyone else to suffer from it. Even so, she can be incredibly protective and skeptic of others, despite her outward appearance.
Likes: She enjoys spending time with her adopted family, but knows one day they may just want her to mind her own business. She likes good attention, and to hang out with friends when her condition allows. Her hobbies include reading (usually mangas), writing, and drawing mostly, but is learning with this family not to be so antisocial.
Dislikes: She absolutely hates it when anyone is angry with her, and usually ends up going out of her way to put things right again. She dislikes snooping, but knows sometimes it can't be helped to fix a problem. Above all, she hates Amanesh, the demon who has found a home in her body and soul, but tries to mask any indication that he is there.
Family
Adopted Children: Hajari
Blood Siblings: Melomar and Kuro
Guardians: Kitsunetsuki and her wolf pack
Charges: Thu (with Tarachand), Ryuuza (with Wray), and Casimir
"Okay, I think that's plenty on me! Feel free to check up on the other members of this place; I'm sure they won't bite!" she says cheerfully, but her expression tells you that she hopes that is the case...
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Posted: Fri Aug 10, 2007 3:31 am
..: Kasi :.."What, do you like snooping through other peoples' possessions?" the owl growled, grabbing onto the door before stopping short of slamming it shut. "Well... only if you don't touch anything! Everything in here is precious to me, and I will know if you do anything," he compromises, stepping aside to let you in. "But only for a little bit!" he adds, not trusting you completely.
The room is rather neatly-kept but for the haphazardly-made bed. The room is comprised in mostly warm colors, seeming to be the boy's preference. You immediately notice the amount of gold-colored items in the room and the rather large collection of jewelery. His stare is intense on you as you look at them, as if expecting you to make off with the collection.
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Stats Full Name: Kasi Arun (pronounced KAH-shee ah-ROON)
Nickname(s): Bird-boy (by MoogerMint)
Name Meaning: "Kasi" means "Shining" and "Arun" means "Rust-colored; red; passionate," both in Sanskrit
Birthdate/Sign: October 3rd / Libra
Full Moon Effect: Overly Upset - Easily hurt emotionally, and more hot-tempered than usual, more often than not accompanied with muscle aches
Type: Seme
Breed: Owl
Standing: Wild
Height: 5' 10"
Build: Average, though a little on the thin side; light
Theme Song(s): Go - Asia
Color: Sienna
Personality
Attitude: Kasi, although liking things to be in harmony like most Libras, does tend to look on the bright side of things. If there is a split chance of outcomes, he will always hope for the best, and he will make it known. He is friendly, but can stand his own in any situation, even the most aggressive of hybrids. He is usually calm and collected with a rather stubborn nature that stems from this. Being at a wild standpoint, Kasi prefers the company of other hybrids than to the "owners," yet will try to put this aside if they show a positive interest in him that he can stand. He is polite almost to a fault and can be a little too trusting of hybrids, even to the point of trying to become friends with anyone that doesn't tick him off from the start.
Likes: As one can imagine from his room, Kasi is very fond of shiny objects, mostly metalcraft works and jewelery. To him, the rarity of an object doesn't matter, just as long as it has good, visible craftsmanship. He has a hobby that sometimes shows of teasing people to slight annoyance, just as long as it doesn't hurt a friendship. Because of this, he only ever uses this if he is sure he has made a true friend. Although he likes kind hybrids, he does enjoy a good debate with someone every now and again as well. He loves spicy foods.
Dislikes: Kasi believes he can never truly like any of the pure humans or lycans that make up his blood, and this suspicion is a fact that has gotten him hurt in the past. Because of this trusting issue he has latched on to believe that only hybrids can be completely trusted, leading to his fault in trusting too easily, at least where they are concerned. He hates the water, always finding it difficult to dry himself and his feathers off.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: He doesn't care to know
Blood Siblings: None
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
As a child Kasi was abandoned by his human and lycan parents, and as far as he knows they had been wiped out of his memory as a way for self-preservation. He doesn't remember a single thing about them and never wants to, feeling he was abandoned as a way for them to keep living normally, without a hybrid around to show for their mistake in life and get shunned by their peers. They had left him for dead, without a single care for his own well-being, and because of this heartless act he had never had a desire to know them, or even bother with getting revenge.
Being at such a young age at the time it was only a matter of when he would die, seeing as he had no knowledge of how to fend for himself in the wilderness of the forest. He started off by eating anything he could get his hands on, which were basically just nuts and berries at the time. He became slightly feral before he was found by a mish-mash tribe of bird lycans who had brought him in, not realizing he was a hybrid but thinking he was pure. They taught him the basics of living within a forest, including catching wild game and surviving storms.
Despite their initial kindness it was only a matter of time before they found out he was a hybrid. Once they did, about eight months later, they drove him out of the tribe forcefully, leaving Kasi battered and bruised, physically and mentally. He hated humans but because of their betrayal he now hated lycans even more. His spirit was scarred almost irreversibly, his only hope now being to find others like him and, hopefully, to live a semi-normal life. His optimism was the only thing that kept him going through the years on his own until he found the shop, Bad Moon Rising, and the establishment built by MoogerMint to accommodate hybrids like him.
His hatred for humans and lycans never ceased, so his relationship with MoogerMint has been a rather tense one, if only because she resembles them so much. They have come to a mutual understanding of each other, but they tend to stay out of each other's way. He still has a long road to complete recovery, but he is so far doing nicely.
Roleplay
Status: Open!
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
"Okay, I'm pretty sure you've had plenty of time to look around. Time to go now!" he says, roughly maneuvering you out the door. It is unsure if he was trying to be nicer or not, but it is apparent he is still uncomfortable. "Now, go bug someone else for a while. I'm busy," he states flatly before closing the door.
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 6:13 pm
..: Shamir :..As you make yourself inside the doorway, peeking around the corner to glance inside, the room appears empty. You wonder if the inhabitant of the apartment room is gone, perhaps out with friends, and decide to enter and take a look around. After all, you had been invited to do so by the owner, right? But just as you step inside, a dark figure with pale hair pops his head out from behind the bed curiously. You don't know what to expect; is he going to yell at you for tresspassing, be jostled out of the room, or invited to come in further?
"Oh, umm... Hi," the rat manages to say, fiddling with something before bringing it onto his bed. He seemed to be weaving a necklace of sorts, but the view was obscured when he pulled it back to him as he hopped onto the bed. "Look around if you want, I don't mind," he says off-handedly, but it isn't clear whether he is being cold or just slightly shy.
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Stats Full Name: Shamir Moore (pronounced SHAY-mir MOHR)
Nickname(s): Shay
Name Meaning: "Shamir" means "A sharp thorn, flint" in Aramaic and "Moore" is an English last name that is also a nickname for a person of dark complexion, derived from the Old French more, meaning "Moor."
Birthdate/Sign: September 23rd / Virgo
Full Moon Effect: Vindictive - Extremely defensive and is unable to listen to reason, very flighty, and preferrs to be alone during this time
Type: Uke
Breed: Rat
Standing: Tamed
Height: 5' 3"
Build: Very small, bordering on malnutritioned; extremely light
Theme Song(s): None yet...
Color: Slate Blue
Personality
Attitude: A rat of few words, Shamir usually prefers to be alone, though he does have plenty of days he needs contact. Although he may seem cold he is actually quite friendly, it just takes him time to warm up to someone. Because of this, sometimes it may seem like he is ignoring the person when in fact he may be just trying to think of a good way to talk to them. He can be obsessive with the things he does, but he has good intentions; after all, he acts like an artist with the things he puts his mind to. He likes stability in his life, and may panic when things start to spiral out of control.
Likes: Interestingly enough, Shamir likes to do small crafts that keeps his hands busy and nimble. These crafts include jewelery-making, weaving, and sometimes even knitting and sewing if he's bored enough. He likes to keep his mind sharp and take things easy, and this is the best way he's found to meditate; that, and it's fun! He likes to go out on the town once in a while, but seeing as he has few friends this can be a difficult thing to accomplish. When in crowds, or just going into the city, he prefers to do it with someone by his side. That way he doesn't feel left out, or that he's losing himself in the crowd. He likes it when he feels he's needed, and helping someone out gives him great pleasure, but because of his cautious nature this may not be easy to do.
Dislikes: Although not altogether evident, the most notable dislike of his would have to be between large, crowded areas. He is a bit of a claustrophobe when it comes to large groupings of people, but this is to be expected from someone who never grew up around many others. He dislikes rude and brash behavior, responding best to patience and understanding. He doesn't like insults and will clam up if there are many directed at him, usually one to keep intense feelings locked up inside of him than to show them to the world. He doesn't like to be completely alone, but this may be the most surprising one of all. After all, he is usually the one to hole up in his room!
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: None
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Shamir grew up in a particularly normal atmosphere, or at least as normal as a hybrid can. Because of this, he is one of the few residents in the apartment complex that has felt the love a parent can give, something rare in a hybrid's life. His parents, before he was born, escaped from the bustle of their hometown to a quiet cottage out in the farmlands, growing corn and other crops for a living. Because he lived so far out from outside contact, Shamir wasn't harassed about his lineage as he was growing up, which was the greatest reason his parents moved out there in the first place.
The boy grew up knowing a different kind of hardship, one that reaped rewards at the end of the day. As a farmboy, Shamir learned patience, diligence, and determination at a young age, and it made him happy to see his parents' faces when he came in after a long day. Not only that, but he felt that he was making a difference in their lives by helping out, something he learned to love.
Then came the day that the small family was discovered, but it wasn't until later that they found out. The townsfolk didn't want such a disgrace on their land, even if it was on the outskirts of their town, and as a solution ordered them to be eliminated. Hiring an assassin for the job, it was mistaken when they would be heading for bed and so were attacked while they prepared the crops for shipment late at night. The electricity was cut, so the trio had no sense of what was happening as they were attacked. To Shamir it is but a blur, a scene in his life he'd rather forget, but the scars he carries will forever haunt him, most noticably his missing right eye but more painfully the ones carved in his heart.
He doesn't know how he did it, but the boy escaped the onslaught by a hair, running as far away as he could manage to carry himself. For the longest time he had no knowledge of where he was headed, no sense of which direction, but he managed to steal away on caravans and trains, a stowaway and thief. He lived off of the shipments that he rode with, and being of such a small build he was hardly detectable. He landed in a run-down town a ways off from Durem, turning into a beggar when he couldn't steal enough before he was found by MoogerMint. He was taken in by her, forever grateful for her kindness, but his spirit is slow to heal.
Roleplay
Status: Escape (with Lady_Asherah)
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: Gwynn
He glances at you from under his bangs, interested in what you look at and what holds your interest in his room though he refuses to ask. As you move for the door he turns to watch you leave, but no words escape his mouth. What a strange fellow... but then, what would you expect?
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Posted: Mon Dec 03, 2007 6:45 pm
..: Roku :.."Don't you even dare," a voice growls from the next room, icy blue eyes darting to the doorway as he senses you come closer. He glares but remains silent for the next few moments, making you feel quite small in his presence. However, unexpectedly, he just snorts and turns his head back, facing away from you. "Feeling brave, are we?" he says with a smirk, shrugging. "Well look if you want, but if you take a step inside this room you're bidding farewell to that windpipe of yours."
For one that talked so big he sure had a neat room. Tidy and litter-free but for a messy desk beside the window, his room seemed to be well taken care of. The curtains were shut but the light still shone through slightly, casting the room in a slightly purple haze. It looked comfortable, but you remain outside lest you begin gasping for breath.
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Stats Full Name: Roku Kuang (pronounced ROH-koo KWANG)
Nickname(s): Nickname? I wouldn't recommend it...
Name Meaning: "Roku" means "Six" in Japanese and "Kuang" means "Frame" in Chinese
Birthdate/Sign: April 19th / Aries
Full Moon Effect: Excessive Aggression - Beware, he has been known to go on a rampage of breaking things without realizing it and will always try to force something to go just the way he wants
Type: Seme
Breed: Dragon
Standing: Wild
Height: 6' 1"
Build: Well-toned with strength he doesn't know he has; heavy
Theme Song(s): Available Light - Rush
Color: Blue
Personality
Attitude: Immediately, the most recognizable attribute to his personality is his aggression towards anyone he meets. Although he uses it to protect himself, still not sure he can trust anyone in this world, there is a softer side one can just barely see through this facade. Although most of the threats he makes he could never go through with emotionally-wise, he can easily accomplish physically; he would rather come to terms without violence. He likes it when things are mellow and easy-going, but he would rather things go back to the way they once were, including his own once-carefree attitude. He is fiercley protective and loyal to those that earn his respect, but so far there haven't been any.
Likes: Although he likes to settle things without bloodshed, Roku does like to train himself for combat. He enjoys the discipline it teaches, but it does tend to enhance his inability to judge his own strength. He likes quiet, which would be the main reason he spends most of his time alone in his room, which he can be a little too over-protective of. He enjoys reading and writing, but will never admit it to anyone, let alone do it in public; in fact, he likes to keep a journal at hand. He holds trust and sincerity in people above all other attributes, but he is not easily mistaken if a person is feigning these. He has sympathy for others with a similar background (that which would include being mistreated by humans) and may lighten up toward them, though not completely.
Dislikes: He has a bad habit of taking his experiences from his past and connecting them with people that may not be affiliated with them in the slightest, including species-wise, and he hates this about himself. He hates having to relive his past over and over again in his mind but will do so without knowing at the time, then stressing over it the rest of the day. He hates dumping his own problems on people, but if he's annoyed enough he may do so unintentionally. All in all, there are many aspects of himself that he dislikes, but he is not one to judge others so quickly. He's wondered why there are so many things to hate in this world, but it never stops him from doing so.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: None
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Despite what others may think, Roku grew up as innocent as any other child. He had a lycanthrope father that kept a watchful eye on him whenever he would wander off too far, but his mother had long since abandoned the two of them. He was adventurous, something he never quite outgrew, but back then he wasn't too good at getting out of trouble once he sunk his feet in. He liked everyone when he was little, somehow unable to dislike a person no matter what insults they flung at him.
It wasn't very often that his father would come out along with him when he wandered off to play, preferring to keep his distance until he was really needed (so that Roku may learn from his mistakes), but he was uncharacteristically on edge that evening. Unbeknownst to the dragon-hybrid boy, there had been a number of threats aimed toward the pair of them, and although they were mostly empty ones he couldn't be too careful. Roku believes one must have really hit home, for when a human teen had grabbed Roku's wrist and called him a "Freak," his father went ballistic. It frightened the dragon-hybrid child, for he had never seen his father so openly angry before.
The village treated the two of them like stray dogs, so when word got around that the lycan had harmed an "innocent boy," they went about to eliminate the problem. Roku was confused when they brought the two of them into a laboratory of sorts, but he knew he had seen enough when his eyes caught sight of the equipment before separating him from his father. Somehow he knew he would never see him again, which scared him more than death at that point, but it was a realization that became all too real.
He had trusted these people, but now they were stripping his life apart little by little, and he couldn't take it anymore. The tests they ran on him were horrible, pain he never knew he could endure, but the humans had figured that since he was at such a young age of development that they could better him for their own uses, turn him into their own weapon to use against enemies and make him obey them, even after what they had done. He was not going to stand for such submission after all the evil they had done, after they had ruined his life. Sure he turned into a great weapon, but it was aimed the wrong way.
He escaped the place with blood still fresh on his hands, sickened by the sight of it all but grateful it was all over. He spent the rest of his time recouping in seclusion before coming across Bad Moon Rising and all the other hybrids, and finally MoogerMint. Even though he is a hybrid himself he still doesn't truly think he belongs here, almost like he's cheating the rules, but he stays regardless of these feelings. He has yet to open up to anyone, and it will be a long and tough road to recovery.
Roleplay
Status: Bri and Roku (with Melomar), appearance in Calhoun & Nicea! (with Little Fishy)
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: Bri (strange, psychotic... though overall a good guy), Nicea (no opinion yet... >.>)
Turning his head back to you, the dragon-hybrid cocks an eyebrow as he asks, "You still here? There's not much to look at, so I suggest you get a move on. Staring isn't something that's looked kindly upon in most societies." With that he rises and heads to the doorway where you stand, making you wonder what to expect. However, he just grabs the side of the door and smiles mockingly, sneering, "Have a good one," before shutting the door. Obviously not one for conversation.
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Posted: Fri Dec 21, 2007 1:53 am
..: Calhoun :..As you travel further down the hall, you find yourself coming to a sudden abrupt stop, catching your footing before crashing into who you perceive as being the next room's occupant. The branching horns on his head are the most immediate feature you see of him, and upon noticing your staring he makes a swift side-step out of your way, and your direct line of sight. "You must be another one of those guests. Well, since I haven't got much of a choice, go right in. I'll be back in a bit," he sighs, watching as you maneuver on in before leaving down the hall.
Compared to the previous rooms, there isn't much in the way of decoration in this area. The walls are bare of wallpaper, the wooden boards of the building's frame being the only manner of 'paint' or otherwise. Most of the other furnishings in the room also happen to be wooden, though many of beautiful appearance and material. However, the most striking aspect of this room is the displayed collection of rifles, pistols, and other such offensive projectiles.
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Stats Full Name: Calhoun Hayward (pronounced kal-HOON HAY-wahrd)
Nickname(s): Cal, Deer-boy (by Roku)
Name Meaning: "Calhoun" means "Narrow woods" in Gaelic, yet also means "Warrior" in English, while his last name of "Hayward" was an occupational name for a person who protected an enclosed forest in English (hay - "Enclosure," ward - "Guard")
Birthdate/Sign: May 29th / Gemini
Full Moon Effect: Paranoia - He becomes highly disoriented in the happenings around him and may act extremely out-of-character in these instances. He tends to panic, and often ends up hurting himself in some manner if not careful.
Type: Seme
Breed: Stag
Standing: Wild
Height: 5' 11" (not including antlers)
Build: A little on the thin side yet with strength to spare
Theme Song(s): None yet...
Color: Saddle Brown
Personality
Attitude: Although slightly standoffish when dealing with first encounters, he normally warms up to other hybrids rather easily as opposed to the majority of humans. He seems to be happy-go-lucky and optimistic in most instances, though just as likely to be gruff on his off-days. He is an odd Gemini, being one to hover back and forth between the two extremes of indecisiveness and stubbornness, though he more often than not can be found on the latter end of the spectrum. However, he is not one to force his decisions on anyone else unless it would greatly benefit them, so usually remains a neutral force in this area of expertise. After all, it's not as though he'd want others to try to change him, so he doesn't like to do it to others in return.
Likes: The most obvious hobby of his would have be his collection of artillery, such as the rifles and pistols he has in his possession. He has become a bit tense on the subject of protection, and because of this hobby of his that he trains under, he can easily jump to conclusions if he doesn't keep himself in check. He enjoys a good drink or two to calm the nerves, or even just to top off a good day with a friend of his. He likes to hang out with people he feels he can trust, even if he may not seem like the type of hybrid to do so.
Dislikes: There are not many things out there that immediately strike Cal as a 'dislike,' being the easygoing guy that he is, but there are still a few. He doesn't like it when people become pushy over a subject, and one-track-mindedness is not something he holds in very high regards either. He doesn't like constant change, even if he can handle it with better ease than the average person, as stress on him takes a while to break down. He dislikes untrustworthiness, and may snap at any display of it.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: None
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Although the trauma he received before being found by the Bad Moon Rising agency has left the memory of his past a little hazy, there are some things that still stand out in his memory. Despite not knowing what exactly caused his memory to become this way, he has strong instincts about it that sometimes rule his judgment on other matters.
As far as he remembers, his parents were a very forgiving couple when it came to the world around them. It wasn't as if they were careless, but they tended to put more faith in others than they deserved. However, despite this train of thought, they did live a ways away from normal society due to the knowledge of the danger. Calhoun didn't inherit many of these traits from his parents, always on the lookout for anything that seemed like it could be a threat and not taking to trusting anyone completely until they earned it, even if his parents told him it was okay.
Although a little nervous at first, he took to the art of shooting off a BB Gun rather well, and in no time was as good a shot as many twice his age. Despite his father's coaxing, Cal rarely ever took his gun out for sport and kept it mainly as a precautionary measurement against what he felt were threats to his family, though there were times he also took it out to keep up his pinpoint shooting.
Despite these skills, they didn't help in the trial that was to come next. Although he can't quite remember what happened, he attempted to use his BB Gun as he found it was meant for, only to fail in the most crucial of moments. He figures he must have been injured rather badly, for he was never killed but rather left for dead out in the wilderness. It was difficult at first, but Calhoun managed to carry on quite well out there as he traveled toward a place he heard from neutral merchants cutting through the forest: Bad Moon Rising. He traded in his old toy gun (as well as a few other things from his past life) for an actual rifle for protection without a second thought.
It may have been mainly because of his scattered memory of his previous life that he was able to forget so easily, but even with it returning he was able to manage. He believes that there is a purpose in life for everyone, he just has yet to find his own calling. In this respect, he also feels that staying with MoogerMint and her rag-tag band is just a stepping stone in his life.
Roleplay
Status: Calhoun & Nicea! (with Little Fishy)
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: Nicea (good heart, working on that nervousness)
Returning to the room, Calhoun runs his eyes quickly over the objects in his niche in the Complex before glancing back at you. "Had enough? There's not much to keep you in here; nothing interesting, at least. So I suppose it'd be best to get a move on on your little tour," he states, making it obvious that he doubts you have any interest in the rifles. However, even if you try to say anything contrary, he is quick to shoo you out, not comfortable with you being in there any longer.
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Posted: Sat Dec 22, 2007 1:15 am
..: Renjiro :..Nearing on the next door, you find yourself feeling a little hesitant. Sure, the manager said there shouldn't be too much of a problem, but you had already run into quite a number of hybrids that were none too friendly to visitors. However, as you come to the next room, doorway open almost invitingly, you spot the next resident turning his head from the window he was gazing through and smile cheerfully at you. "Oh, hi! We don't see many people stopping in here like this. It's a pleasure to meet you!" the snake boy says, motioning you to come in. "Stay as long as you'd like. If you need anything, don't hesitate to ask!" Quite a pleasant change from what you've just been through with the others, that's for sure!
The room seems dark, even with the bright light on the drawer against the wall spilling out a mosaic of light on the ceiling and walls. The floor is comfortably carpeted and the walls and window are decorated with light fabrics, making the room feel a little more extravagant than the average apartment. The window is large, almost ceiling-to-floor, with a thin railing in front of it to lean your arms against; it's apparent the occupant likes to stare out of it for long hours.
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Stats Full Name: Renjiro Taiin (pronounced rehn-JEE-roh tai-EEN)
Nickname(s): Jiro, Ren
Name Meaning: "Renjiro" means "Second son of the lotus" while "Taiin" means "The moon; lunar," both in Japanese
Birthdate/Sign: July 10th / Cancer
Full Moon Effect: Excessive Emotions - Acts more emotional and easily hurt during these times, as well as bouts of anger set off by a minuscule fuse. About half the time this emotional roller coaster will take a toll on him, and he may stress himself out to the point of falling ill.
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Naga
Standing: Tamed
Height: 5' 2" (though this doesn't include the total length of his tail)
Build: Well-nourished and fit, though not necessarily strong
Theme Song(s): Crystal Ball - Styx
Color: Cornflower Blue
Personality
Attitude: For the most part, Renjiro is very inviting and friendly, but keeps a noticeable barrier up in case something happens. He fears getting hurt emotionally, and therefore will not try to make a connection with someone until he feels it's okay to. He can be outgoing when he's happy, but hesitant if he feels it's necessary. He is rather careful about most things, but takes up a dare or two every once in a while. The same thing day to day grinds on his nerves, so it isn't rare to see him trying out something new in his schedule. Despite this attitude, he can be leery about matters of the future, and therefore likes to take big changes slowly, a step at a time, whenever it's possible. He has a habit of daydreaming, so has been known to stare, mainly at the sky if it isn't too bright out.
Likes: Ren likes feeling like he's needed, and because of this will often go out of his way to make someone's day if he can, even if he barely knows the person. He loves the nighttime and the moon, though he knows the danger when it's full and will usually try to keep to himself on those days. He loves parties and dancing, a hobby he's built up over the years, and will almost plead a person to take him to one during the winter solstice due to habit. He likes to speak his mind, but tends to keep it to himself because of the practice he's had to endure. He likes writing and doodling, although he knows he's not one of the best.
Dislikes: He hates being ignored and pushed aside, though if it isn't one of his bad days he will usually just accept it outwardly. Being used and forgotten are high on this list as well, because of his strong sense of moral. He doesn't normally like surprises, especially if they end badly, and doesn't enjoy yelling or aggression. Despite his dislikes being few and far-between, they are large enough subject matters that occur often enough to stress him out.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: None
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Renjiro grew up under the influence of a more extravagant lifestyle than many of the residents in the Complex, though different than the humans nonetheless. Renjiro's homeland, although separated from the main hub of Gaian life, lived pretty peacefully in connection with the humans of the area. In fact, the Lycans, Gaians, and hybrids celebrated a yearly solstice festival together, where differences between the races were all but forgotten, if only for the night. It was not common for the different species to be living in such harmony like they did, but since they were all cut off from most of the world already, there was hardly any grudge.
Ren belonged to a more noble family within their land, but from an early age never quite accepted the terms and titles that were thrown upon him. His family was known for their almost inhuman abilities that were associated to the moon and stars, having amazing stargazing abilities as well as a mild capability to control the flow of water to an extent. However, Renjiro's abilities lay dormant inside of him for such a long length of time compared to any of his ancestors that it was pinned upon him that he may be slightly 'defective,' or at least the weakest of his line to date.
He was basically an outcast before he was even given the chance to prove himself otherwise, and all preparations for leadership he may have been given were directed solely to his older brother instead of to the both of them in the off-chance a crisis occurred. He started alienating himself from the world, preoccupying himself with his own muses, theories, and other such prophesying about the world, though it was mainly just to take out his frustrations and never normally came true. When his need to vent diminished, he began focusing on what to do with the rest of his life, for it was obvious that there was no need for him to stay any longer.
He was warned plenty of times about how the world would react outside the barrier the villages seemed to erect, but it was all in vain for the naga hybrid had already made up his mind. He figured it was just because they were trying to keep his bloodline within their homeland perimeters that they were trying so hard to get him to stay, but it didn't have a chance of working; he was already far beyond any acceptance to the villagers, and no longer wanted anything to do with them. So he traveled to a place he heard other hybrids congregated, though it was also a place with enough Gaians to go around. He was abused and threatened as soon as he arrived to the central part of Gaia, but made it to Bad Moon Rising without so much as a second look back on his previous life. He has yet to find a new calling, however, and this currently is what bothers him the most.
Roleplay
Status: A Day at the Museum (with Melomar)
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
"Done already? Well, don't be afraid to stop in when you feel like it. Most of the residents here warm up to people if they see them often enough," Renjiro muses as he relays the information to you. He seems to be observant enough, even if it's obvious he hasn't lived the normal hybrid's life for long.
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Posted: Mon Jul 14, 2008 10:38 pm
..: Kirinao :..The next door down from the friendly occupant of the previous room starts off with an unwelcoming atmosphere. Despite this, you press on; after all, the owner of the building said it had been okay, and surely the hybrids residing here were aware of it. When you knock, the occupant starts off with a surprised glance, almost as if he wasn't expecting anyone to really ever visit, but then turns his head away in a growl. Apparently the demon had forgotten that this was a regular occurrence? He must've been new. Stepping aside, he maneuvers out of your way -- and out of your line of sight -- muttering a simple, "Be quick."
Upon entrance, your suspicions are confirmed. There is very little in here that would make the room feel more "homey." The essential furniture, such as a bed and a few drawers for storage, are the only large objects in the room. It seems he had most of his belongings in these drawers but for the few items he had been using most recently, such as a notebook, a small bag, and... an over-turned picture? Perhaps it was best not to ask, as the demon looked agitated enough as it was that you were even there
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Stats Full Name: Kirinao Ariakite (pronounced kee-ree-NAY-oh ah-RAI-ah-kait)
Nickname(s): Kiri
Name Meaning: None; original character
Birthdate/Sign: November 5th / Scorpio
Full Moon Effect: Obsessive - Although not always a bad effect, Kirinao can get aggressive if someone tries to tear him away from what he focuses on; alongside obsession, he also gets possessive.
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Demon
Standing: Wild
Height: 5' 8" (though sometimes may appear taller)
Build: Well-toned and strong, though doesn't look it
Theme Song(s): None yet...
Color: Orange
Personality
Attitude: Quiet and calculating, Kirinao is a hard one to warm up to. He tends to keep a barrier up between him and the world, leaving little in the way of a friendly atmosphere. He is defiant and stubborn, not one to talk more than he needs to. He is quick to pick up on subtle reactions and maneuvers, but not necessarily in reacting to them himself; instead, he will study them silently to pick up any patterns in behavior and act accordingly. Standoffish, he almost always will start off in a foul mood, not one to trust very easily. Despite so many flaws in his character, if one is able to reach him he can be rather caring, and although he is protective of his friends he is not one to jump to conclusions.
Likes: Even though it is a habit he has tried to push away from himself as of late, he does enjoy keeping his swordsmanship up to par, despite the bad memories associated with it. He may just say it's for protection, in the off-chance he is discovered to be hiding out here, but he does, in fact, like the hobby. His personality may not show it, but he also likes it when people can stand up for themselves, even if it's used against him. A strong character, even one that looks upon him as a rival, he can have respect for.
Dislikes: He can't usually stand people who rely too heavily on others on a constant basis, and although he may stand up for them when they are in dire need of it, he highly dislikes it. He hates it when people complain when they've had it hard in life -- no one person had it the worst, and he knows that people need to look at the good they have in life. In fact, strike that; he hates complaining, period.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: One
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
For one with a mix of two such different bloodlines coursing through his veins, Kirinao had it relatively easy growing up. With a demonic lycan mother and a human father, he was almost guaranteed to have trouble in life, more so than if he was one or the other. Apparently, that fact never really phased him too much, learning early on in life that there were plenty of people who had it harder than he.
His father ran off soon after his brother had been born, but it had been long expected of him to do so. Despite this, his mother ran into a bought of depression over his desertion, and although she tried to work through it for her two children, she was fast deteriorating over the stress. Kirinao took up work as soon as he was able, not because he was asked to but because he felt the obligation to his family.
His expertise in many areas fell short of landing a job, and coupling this with a lack of the populace's trust in a hybrid such as he only made things that much more difficult. In the end, he took up the dirty work of being a hired hand -- a bounty hunter, and in many cases, an assassin -- to give his mother some relief from the duties she put on herself. As a rather strong hybrid, one that specialized in the sword, he was oftentimes used to take down the more notorious of the human world, along with criminal hybrids and lycanthrope. Despite being less open to the human world, he took the jobs they gave him as a way to keep his family afloat.
With the kind of work he had to put himself through, Kirinao ended up sealing up the majority of his emotions, turning rather callous towards the world. the personality that emerged from him seemed not to be his own, and although he acted more friendly toward his family, there was a definite change in him. Eventually, after he had earned enough where he felt he could, he quit and broke all ties with the company, giving what he had to his mother and brother. With that, he left home, feeling that he had done enough for them and could now move on in life.
However, it was not all what it had seemed. Life as a bounty hunter is not so easily left behind, and though he had made up his mind to leave of his own free will, his employers weren't as happy about the decision. Because of this, Kirinao found himself having to move from city to city quite often, trying to lose the trail. Upon doing this, he realized he needed to find a place that was more fully populated in hybrids like him in order to make it more difficult for them to track the demon.
Finding Bad Moon Rising wasn't very hard once he put his mind to it, and upon entrance to the place found a home within MoogerMint's Personality Complex, where he currently resides.
Roleplay
Status: The Adventures of Grocery Shopping (with Kuro Raban)
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: Andrew (...ask me about him later?)
He glances at you with one eye, noticing you standing there without anything left to say or observe. He seems relieved that you didn't go rifling through his things, but then again he probably knew you didn't dare. "Best to get a move on if you want to be able to get out of here by dark," he said, offering a bit of advice before he motions toward the door. Although it was an easy way to be rid of you quickly, he also spoke the truth; there was still a lot to be seen around here!
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 7:24 pm
..: Daksta :..Traveling further down the hall, you see that the next room's door is open slightly. However much you wish that this means that the occupant of the room is inviting, you know that's probably not the case. As you enter through the door, you notice that the room is actually quite dark, despite the opened blinds. Maybe the occupant wasn't home today?
Glancing around to observe the room, the most prominent aspect about it that you notice right off the bat was that... it didn't look like the occupant knew much about interior decorating. Or perhaps he didn't care. Either way, it was rather messy, and there was little in the room in terms of decoration. There was only the essential lighting sources, one per room, and a jumble of other things in random areas. It looked more like a storage area or place to crash when it was needed more than anything.
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Stats Full Name: Daksta Ananaki (pronounced DAHK-stah aa-nah-NAH-kee)
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: None; original character
Birthdate/Sign: February 11th / Aquarius
Full Moon Effect: Unemotional - Usually not an immediately obvious affliction, Daksta becomes less able to relate to anyone and tends to stick to himself. This effect is almost always accompanied with pain.
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Wolf
Standing: Neutral
Height: 5' 10"
Build: Rather thin and gangly
Theme Song(s): None yet...
Color: Fire Brick
Personality
Attitude: Despite a rather immediately noticeable carefree air about him, Daksta isn't as social as he may appear to be. He is usually pretty uninterested in others' personal problems unless it may affect him in some way, yet on the flip side he also doesn't normally think about his own well-being unless it is very obviously in danger. In a way, he thinks very logically for his age, he just doesn't always feel the need to show it. He isn't very open in any sense of the word and will tend to steer a conversation away from himself if possible; although he isn't much of a conversationalist, he also is just not used to talking to anyone. Interestingly enough, a major weakness of his would be alcohol's influence on him. He tends to be a little too honest about things, whether they're secrets or not, if it comes up in conversation; alcohol's like truth serum on him.
Likes: Even though most would consider it a personality flaw of his, Daksta actually enjoys being difficult. He may get angry at someone, but frustrating them just the same is something he likes to do; it makes him believe he still has some control in his life. He enjoys being outside, usually when it's warm, and will spend the majority of his time under the sky instead of a roof. This is mainly because he just isn't used to being indoors for any long length of time, though he's slowly adapting. Also, although it's more out of habit than anything, he has an addiction to stealing, though he's been trying to lean away from it.
Dislikes: He hates feeling like he's being used, though he has a hard time mentioning it when he suspects it in play. He usually doesn't like it when he is pestered by wandering spirits, with the ability he was born with, and this is tied also with his dislike for people thinking he's insane when he begins "talking to himself." He also hates the water, but that stems from his inability to swim.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Undisclosed
Blood Siblings: Two
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Daksta actually grew up in a rather loving family environment despite the lack of a father figure around to coach him. As the youngest child with two older siblings, he was relatively doted on, though managed to not let it go to his head. The house was mixed with a number of other families in the same predicament as them to form a city, families with a cross of lycans and humans both, neither favored, and so rarely did he have to deal with the discrimination from the rest of the world.
While still a child, the wolf hybrid started gaining a fascination with dangerous games, though he was unaware of any wrongdoing he may have been committing. He started with the act of trying to take a wallet out of a passerby's back pocket when the opportunity arose, and when he succeeded in it he had taken it to his brother that was closest to his age (though they were still plenty apart), excited about 'winning the game.'
Upon seeing Daksta's surprisingly careful ability in action, his brother devised a plan. Their mother was getting weaker by the month from a debilitating and relentless illness, what better way to get the money they needed than like this? None of the children had any income, and with their father disappearing on them like he had there was only very menial work they could get; nowhere near enough money being made to pay for the extravagant hospital bills and medication she needed. With the plan relayed to Daksta, he had been only too happy to oblige. After all, how often was it that a game could benefit someone in need?
After a few years of this thievery going on, Daksta began to realize how much it affected other people. He never would have allowed himself to notice on regular terms, but as he grew another innate ability began to emerge: he could see wandering spirits, and they didn't always keep to themselves. One rather persistent one, a deceased member of a family that he had taken a good deal of money from, forced him to see the impact it left.
In a rather reckless and rebellious act, Daksta fled from home as he reached his early teens. Still too young to get any decent job, he had to stick with stealing for any income, though he only took what could be earned back easily from more higher-ranked people of any given place he visited. He sent the majority of the money back to his family for his mother's continued health, though he hasn't seen his family since he ran away. He was constantly pestered by the spirits he ran into as well, and has since been learning to ignore them, which becomes evident in the way he ignores people and other hybrids.
After a few years on his own, Daksta's adaptation to life in the wild became more apparent; he prefers the company of neither human, lycanthrope, nor hybrid and has the tendency to only look out for himself. Despite this, he finally came across Bad Moon Rising and, almost on a whim, decided he should stay. He had seen more discrimination on the road than he cared to, and the place was a nice haven to retreat to. Through the agency, he happened across MoogerMint's Personality Complex, and now keeps a room there when he can stand the bustle of so much company.
Roleplay
Status: Unavailable (scheming with Kuro Raban)
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
As you turn to leave, you jump; it seems Daksta had just gotten back to his room from the main area, holding a sandwich and rubbing his eyes, dazed. Looks as though he had only recently awoken, despite the fact it was midday. "Murr... hi," he says simply before walking past you, more interested in eating his breakfast than the fact he had a visitor in his room. You shrug and head off on your way, deciding it was better to leave now rather than later. He didn't seem very talkative, anyway.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 10:27 pm
..: Eiji :..As you get to the next door, you realize you have finally reached the double-digits, door number ten! Knocking on the closed door, the occupant takes little time in answering it. With pigmentless hair against such a dark complexion, the panther is certainly something different! Pale gold eyes blink, a hint of confusion before a bright smile flashes across his face. "Oh, right! The visits!" he says as he moves aside for you, as though he had forgotten it was a bit of an 'open house.' Perhaps there weren't many people that came by?
The boy moves away from you, seeming to go off to do something but seems directionless as you stand there to observe. The room is rather elegant-looking in design, beautiful craftsmanship or lay of the room on even the most everyday items. With a second look, you realize that most of the things in the room really are rather everyday, and yet were placed so artistically. It was really quite beautiful, seeming to be extravagant when in actuality was really quite average.
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Stats Full Name: Eiji Itaidoushin (pronounced AY-jee ee-tai-DOH-sheen)
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "Eiji" means "Two Protectors" while "Itaidoushin" means "Being of one mind; acting in one accord; behaving in perfect harmony," both in Japanese
Birthdate/Sign: March 2nd / Pisces
Full Moon Effect: Weak-Willed - He will become very indecisive and emotional, though he seems to get scared and stay in that state of mind, resulting in his lack of will to do much of anything unless forced.
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Panther
Standing: Neutral
Height: 5' 9"
Build: Fit and sleek, rather average weight and strength
Theme Song(s): Red Rain - Peter Gabriel
Color: Dim Grey
Personality
Attitude: Eiji isn't very friendly to any particular person, always keeping up a cautious barrier and, sometimes, pairing it with a nonchalant air when meeting anyone. He tends to be afraid of making friends, if only for the fact he doesn't know if there is anyone in the world he can fully trust. That's not to say that he has a bad attitude -- in fact, quite the opposite. Eiji is an outwardly cheerful person, even if he doesn't feel that way in his heart. He can even be a little too aggressive in his friendliness to the point of being an annoyance, though this only ever happens when something is really bugging him. He is quite unstable, almost to the breaking point, but he tries to keep an uplifting demeanor.
Likes: Water. Although Eiji nearly drowned in it as a baby, he has an affinity for it, which is mainly why he keeps a vial of his hometown's seawater around his neck. This attachment to his element can even sometimes calm him down, which can keep him from getting violent. He enjoys the color blue as well, for obvious reasons, and even dyed his bangs in his favorite shade. He has had a knack for carving ever since he was taught some basics from a locksmith, and since then has been fine-tuning these abilities on anything he can get his hands on. He also highly likes fish, especially salmon and trout, it being his favorite food.
Dislikes: He hates pushy people, bullies, and those that can't keep their violent tendencies at bay, even if these labels can sometimes be put on him. Past experiences with these people on a constant level left his patience for them wearing thin, and as a result he reacts to these situations on a case-by-case basis. He hates the scars that were left on his arms -- even though about half of them were left by himself -- and even though they are practically invisible under the sleeves he tends to wear and his black fur both, he knows they're there. He dislikes the color red, as he associates with the color of blood -- something he is deathly afraid of.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Eiji started off in life on the wrong foot, even if that wasn't of his own choosing. The shock of his birth left his mother with little in the way of sanity, already within the clutches of a severe case of postpartum depression before the panther-hybrid was even born. With the crazy notion that if she disposed of the child then the past with his father may never have existed, she threw Eiji into a river, leaving him for dead.
Although nobody can actually confirm what happened after that, Eiji claims that he was saved by a water spirit when he was about to drown. Taking him to a small seaside town, he was found by another child with his mother, who in turn took him to the town's orphanage. Accepted, although a bit reluctantly, into the home, Eiji's life didn't get any easier.
Although he now had a place he could call home, it seemed to be a bit like a prison to him. The other kids teased and bullied him, and it only escalated to be more violent as he grew. Even though he was great at putting on a smile, he was furious on the inside at everything that was happening. He turned suicidal, taking it out on his arms with a spare knife when he got too angry at the world, but never got to the point of seriously trying to kill himself. In truth, he was scared of the sight of blood, and these instances only managed to replace his hatred with fear, as a substitute.
One day, on a whim, Eiji decided to fashion a pendant out of a gemstone he found down by the water, but it took a great deal of effort to get it to the right shape. He ended up getting help from a locksmith, who had decent enough equipment and skilled enough hands to shape the stone to the design specifications. It was hollowed, and on the day it was finished, Eiji took it down to the beach and filled it with water from the beach. With that, the only piece of memorabilia in his possession of the place he grew up in now around his neck, he left the town to find another way in life, eventually winding up to live within Mooger's establishment.
Roleplay
Status: Daylight! (with Little Fishy)
Past Roleplays: In-shop/Event thread RP (quoted in Daylight!)
Acquaintances: Emery (Thank you~ ^.^)
With the motion to move towards the door, Eiji seems a little confused. He opens his mouth to speak, as if he were going to stop you, but pauses before saying simply, "Ah, have a good day." He almost seemed afraid of you, or something you might do. How peculiar.
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Posted: Sun Jul 20, 2008 11:41 pm
..: Aydan :.."Oh, hey there! You must be a guest, eh?" Walking down the hallway towards you is a brightly-dressed demon hybrid, grinning broadly and stumbling slightly. "Yeah, go ahead and go on in if you wanna, I'll just be a moment. Right baaack~!" he almost seems to sing as he pats your shoulder, walking on by. You notice that there is a distinct alcoholic tint to his breath, albeit faint. Maybe you didn't want to stick around to wait for him to return...
However, once you enter the room, you are taken aback for a moment. The room seems almost as if it were half-finished, in the process of getting everything set up, but so much of it is missing. The most immediately-visible object in the room is the brightly-colored beanbag chair in the front of the room by the window, a book set on top of it yet without a bookcase in the room. On the bed are the sheets and a quilt, but it is lacking in pillows. How strange... maybe he was still in the process of moving in?
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Stats Full Name: Aydan Connolly (pronounced AY-dehn CAH-nah-lee)
Nickname(s): Den
Name Meaning: "Aydan" means "Little fire" in Gaelic whereas "Connolly" is a derivative of the Irish Ó Conghaile, a name which means "the descendent of the valorous"
Birthdate/Sign: November 13th / Scorpio
Full Moon Effect: Obsessive - Den will usually stay in a state like a partial trance, almost as if he were sleepwalking, and tend to ignore everything else around him but for what he puts his mind to.
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Demon
Standing: Neutral
Height: 5' 5"
Build: Slender and a little on the light side
Theme Song(s): Walking Away From The Edge - Journey
Color: Hot Pink
Personality
Attitude: Depending on the circumstances given, Aydan's personality can give the impression of a bipolar disorder. The demon is usually rather callous and rude, having little to no patience for certain qualities of a person's attitude and actions toward him. However, if Aydan is caught on a particularly bad day, one where he feels he needs to drink in order to calm his nerves or forget, he can be rather chipper. If one is able to get on his good side, his alcohol-induced happiness isn't such a rare occurrence without the aid of the drink, and his more mischievous side comes into play. He can be a little snot at times, but he has a good heart once warmed, and a ton of loyalty to those he feels deserve it.
Likes: His most prominent hobby is to go clubbing and partying, something that Aydan learned to enjoy when he was trying to escape from the rest of the world. He enjoys dancing, something he displays well when he's in a good mood. He likes being happy, something that seems to come around once in a blue moon nowadays, and therefore will tend to stick with anything he finds that gives him even a little bit of the feeling, even if it eventually grows aggravating.
Dislikes: Although there can be very little in the way of something he "likes" on some days, there are a few that will remain something he hates, no matter the situation or frame of mind. He hates violence beyond anything else, it having been used on him too much in the past; he tends to stick to words to do the fighting. Although he uses it quite often, he doesn't necessarily like alcohol -- it's just his desperate way to clear his mind.
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Early life for Aydan is a bit of a blur; he never really knew his parents, and lived by being traded between family members. He never asked about his parents either, figuring his own imagination about them and how he ended up in this mess was probably a better version of the story than the truth.
As a child, he was never allowed to warm up to anyone, no matter how much he tried. As he was constantly moving from one home to the next, he was never in a place long enough to make friends with any other kids in the area. This resulted in him growing a bit callous as a youngster, and fueled many of the tantrums and outbursts he threw at the adults that were taking care of him at the time. Sure, there were plenty of cousins he had that had children of their own -- considering him a "foster child" -- but they oftentimes scolded him for playing with them. After all, who wanted their children to be attacked by a demon?
Instead of letting it tear him up inside, Aydan took to wandering the city streets just so he could get away from them, if only for a few hours. He took to clubbing, drinking, and various pranking to keep his mind off of everything. In the end, these hobbies of his were what ultimately had his parents at the time throw him out; he was just too "out of control."
Either way, Aydan took this as a good sign, now not having to deal with the restrictions they gave him. He hung around the bars the most, finding that whatever bad happened in the day, he could always forget it when he got there. This led to an alcohol problem that he has yet to shake, but he finds it is one of the few things that let him cope with all the evil in the world.
Passed out one day after a beating by some individuals that, Aydan admitted, he could have bothered while he was drunk, he was found by Manvir and taken to MoogerMint's Personality Complex, where he was able to recover. The assault left his wings broken and Aydan overall battered, and although his wings have yet to recover fully (and may never be the same again), Aydan is back on his feet. He has since taken up refuge in the apartment complex, planning to stay once he is able to get his stuff back.
Roleplay
Status: Open!
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
The door makes an unexpected noise as it hits the wall, Aydan appearing in the doorway, leaning against it. "Still here, I see. Like it?" he asks, seeming a little disoriented. He takes a glance at it himself, after a moment giving it a c**k-eyed glare before smirking. "Gah, I still need to get all my things." He goes over to sit on his bed before nodding toward you, letting you know you could leave if you wanted to.
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 10:06 pm
Full Name: Loto Pace (pronounced loh-TOH PAYS)
Nickname(s): None
Name Meaning: "Loto" is a Pacific Islander name that means "Heart" whereas the last name of "Pace" is an Italian name meaning "Peace"
Birthdate/Sign: April 28th / Taurus
Full Moon Effect: Jealousy - Just as it may imply, Loto will get very jealous and possessive of anyone he feels any connection to, though not usually anyone he's never met
Type: Seme
Breed: Bull
Standing: Wild
Height: 5' 8"
Build: Lithe and graceful, surprisingly strong
Theme Song(s): Turn It Up - The Alan Parson's Project
Color: Light Blue
Personality
Attitude: Coming Soon...
Likes: Coming Soon...
Dislikes: Coming Soon...
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Coming Soon...
Roleplay
Status: Closed, until I can fill out his profile
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 10:45 pm
..: Manvir :..
Christmas Package!
Stats Full Name: Manvir Wyman (pronounced maan-VEER WAI-maan)
Nickname(s): Veer
Name Meaning: "Manvir" is a Punjabi name that means "Brave-minded; one with brave thoughts" whereas "Wyman" is an English derivative of the Old English Wigmund, a name which is composed of elements meaning "war" and "protection"
Birthdate/Sign: December 24th / Capricorn
Full Moon Effect: Miserable/Manic Depressive - Becomes highly disoriented, mainly due to the mixture of the moon's effects and the fever he almost always experiences with it, resulting in frequent hallucinations.
Type: SemeUke
Breed: Rabbit
Standing: Neutral
Height: 5' 6"
Build: Surprisingly strong for such small stature, well-built, average weight
Theme Song(s): These Are The Times - Styx
Color: Silver
Personality
Attitude: Coming Soon...
Likes: Coming Soon...
Dislikes: Coming Soon...
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Coming Soon...
Roleplay
Status: Closed, until I can fill out his profile
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
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Posted: Tue Jul 29, 2008 11:11 pm
..: Heketoro :..
Christmas Package!
Stats Full Name: Heketoro Mac Pharlain (pronounced HEH-keh-toh-roh maak FAHR-lahn)
Nickname(s): Toro
Name Meaning: "Heketoro" is a Maori name that means "Fairy Spirit" whereas the last name of "Mac Pharlain" is an Irish/Scottish name meaning "Son of Parlan," Parlan being a name that most likely comes from the personal name of Partholon, which means "spirit of the waves"
Birthdate/Sign: July 1st / Cancer
Full Moon Effect: Excessive Emotions - Mostly very touchy during this time, easily hurt over small things and will usually burst into tears. Becomes rather depressed and antisocial, so will usually stay away from people during this time.
Type: Uke
Breed: Cat
Standing: Wild
Height: 5' 5"
Build: Slender and lanky, very light, and a bit of a pushover in strength
Theme Song(s): D.L.N - The GazettE (translated lyrics)
Color: Sky Blue
Personality
Attitude: Coming Soon...
Likes: Coming Soon...
Dislikes: Coming Soon...
Family
Mate/Interest/Crush: None
Children: N/A
Parents: Unknown
Blood Siblings: Unknown
Battle Stats
Coming soon?
History
Coming Soon...
Roleplay
Status: Closed, until I can fill out his profile
Past Roleplays: None!
Acquaintances: None!
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Posted: Thu Nov 04, 2010 8:35 pm
 << Razili, info pending >>
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