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"Come on, it's not like I'm rabid or anything."

Yo! I'm:
Sinopa Reynard
Just call me:
Sino, Foxy
Old enough to be considered 'experienced':
24
If you want to know my sign, all you have to do is ask:
June 7th(Gemini, for those that want to know)
I figured that would be obvious:
Male
Hey, I'm down with either type:
Bisexual
I'm as normal as everyone else...sometimes.:
Human(Skinwalker: Native American Shapeshifter[turns into a red fox])

At least I ain't ugly:
Human form- Sinopa looks like any average Native American male. Sharp features, a 'permanant tan' skin complexion, and black hair and eyes. Sino is pretty muscular, due to his constant time outdoors and running around, even as a fox. His hair is cut fairly short(about only two inches long), with four white eagle feathers woven into the hair. Always has a bandana on his head(a reddish brown in color) and a white, woven band on his arm. Wears a pair of jean shorts, and generally nothing else. Sometimes not even the shorts(due to changing shape). He stands at 5'10". There's a tattoo on his left hip.

Fox form- Sinopa, when turned into his fox form, takes the shape of an American Red Fox. A darker red mixed with some black on his back, sides and head are a orange-ish red, and the underbelly and under the head and neck are white, with a white tipped tail. Paws are black(matching the nose), and the tips of the ears are black, too. Is actually larger than an average fox(About 32 lbs, 60 in long[from tip of nose to tip of tail]). The feathers in his hair stay on him, attatched into the fur behind his ears.

Guess you could call me 'foxy' by nature:
Sinopa thinks like a fox would on most occasions. That means that he's not really into being in a 'pack'. However, that doesn't mean he hates people. He's actually fairly social, but in the long run, would rather be alone. Will run from potential conflict(or carefully avoid it) before getting involved, to the point of running away from a fight if he thinks his chances of survival are too low. Tends to flirt with people when he's comfortable, and he likes sometimes to dance around the point of things(especially about what he is, not cause he's ashamed, but cause for him, it's just his own secret game[it's how he learned to keep it secret]). Due to being an animal a lot of the time, Sinopa has no shame when it comes to his body, and will walk around naked like nothing is wrong until he finds his shorts or some new clothes(mainly so as not to hear people complain about his nakedness, which he hears a lot).

I don't think I'm that bad...:
Noncommital, shameless, flirt
It's just survival instincts, you know?:
Neutral(tends to not choose sides and go on on his own unless necessary)
Hey, I used to be a pretty cute 'pup':
Sinopa Reynard was born to his Blackfoot parents, and they weren't surprised when he would randomly be a baby at one point, and a young fox the next. Sinopa's father, Apisi, was also a skinwalker, and the ability passed down from parent to child. Besides the fact that he could shapeshift at will, and was taught to hide that fact, Sinopa actually had a relatively easy childhood, with lots of camping trips with his dad.

Of course, once he was old enough(read: 18 ), the skinwalker went on his own, flirting with anything that looked good and hunting on his own, while he worked in a general store to pay for his apartment that was a few blocks from his parents. He chose to live there so he could visit them fairly often.

Careful, I bite:
None(Teeth and Claws in fox form)
I do have some precious things:
Bandana, Woven Armband
You could say I'm...special:
Main power: Can shapeshift at will into a fox thanks to his ancestry(Native American Skinwalker. One second a human, the next, an animal).
Minor powers: Heightened agility and senses(sight, smell, hearing) in his human form, thanks to being a skin walker. Not as great as if a fox, but better than a human's.
I've got some talents:
Sino is actually a decent bow hunter, thanks to his father, and is good at sewing and weaving. He's also good at cooking over a fire.
I warn you, my claws and teeth are sharp:
Blue

What isn't there to like about them?:
Dancing around the point(when talking), hunting as a fox, running in the wild, his parents.

Jeez, keep them away from me:
Conflicts, overloading his senses(overpowering scents, too loud noises), Cages(bad experience involving animal control), shoes.

Some people are cool:
None, yet

I should probably run from them...:
None, yet

Hey there, sweet thing~:
None, yet

Theme Song: (optional)

PROFILE IN PROGRESS: NOT COMPLETED

"...Can I make it go 'Boom' already, or what?"

Hey, I'm: Robert O'Brian
Just call me: Robbie, Coffee Jockey
Been making things go boom for __ years: 24
Birthday's: January 5th
Much to my mother's sayings, I haven't blown it off yet: Male
I like the ladies a LOT: Straight

Does it really matter...?: At 5'10" and 165lbs, Robbie is quite broad shouldered, and thanks to his metabolism and constant moving around, is more muscle than fat. Short blonde hair and blue eyes give him a Nordic look. Always wears a pair of protective goggles on his head, as well as gloves that match his researcher's jacket(that he calls his working apron), pants, and boots. Wears contacts, but has a pair of glasses on him just in case.

I'm not really that volatile: You know how all boys have that stage where explosions are 'so awesome' but then grow out of it?...erm, some? Yeah, that didn't happen for Robbie. He's obsessed with explosives, but otherwise, is quite sane. Tends to get hyper and jittery without coffee. Actually a nice guy, overall, if you don't bother him. Annoy him, though, and your next cup of coffee might explode in your stomach...
They don't seem like flaws...: Destructive, obsessive(over explosives), addicted(caffine in the form of coffee), vengeful
Hey, I ain't evil!...as long as you don't piss me off: Chaotic Neutral
My past doesn't matter: Actually, Robert had a pretty normal childhood, despite popular belief by people who know him. Except for the whole 'blowing up everything.' Needless to say, his parents were happy to send him off to college. It cost less than house repairs.

College passed by without a hitch for the male, able to do his 'experiments' in piece thanks to independent study. Of course, that's not to say some people complained to the dean, who immediately brushed the complaints away as nothing. Of course, they didn't know he'd already been threatened with exploding coffee...

Robert, being offered a position at The Facility after graduating college, was quite happy. In fact, so happy, that he immediately left his parents without a goodbye. Not that they seemed to care, of course.

Just some stuff I carry around: Coffee mug(usually on person), keys, facility keycards, pen and notepad, bottle of eyedrops, contact case, glasses(scratched lenses, but it doesn't bother him.
I know my way around the chemicals: Doctorate in Chemical Engineering, concentrating on explosive chemicals
I make coffee, but you can get it your damn self. I ain't an intern.:Chemical Researcher
Stepping up? Sweet!: n/a

Mmmmm~: Coffee(obviously), making things go 'Boom!', nice shapely legs on a girl, girls, being left to his own devices
Blech!: Tea, when his 'bombs' don't work as well as he wants, being 'confined' and unable to move about.

Buddies of mine: n/a
Screw those guys: n/a
Heh heh heh, I do like nice legs, after all: n/a

Theme Song: (optional)