Post by Vixaria on Jul 7, 2017 3:15:41 GMT
Dartainan  the basics Full Name • Dartainan Knight Nicknames • Dart Age • twenty-four years Birthday • October 5, 1992 Marrital Status • Single Gender • Male Sexuality • Heterosexual the appearance Face Claim • Jensen Ackles Height and Weight • Human | 6'3 - 240lbs : Cat Form | 49in from nose to tail - 30lbs Identifying Features • Human | Dartainan has a tribal tattoo that crosses over his shoulders. Cat| In his Main Coon form Dartainan's eyes are a vivid color of greenish-yellow. Overall Appearance • In his human form Dartainan is a stunning 6'2. Tall and broad shouldered he is a sight to see. His short black hair and green eyes are a wonder to look at. He has a very lean body, making him silent and quick on his feet. His tattoo visible when he wears a short-sleeved shirt. Taking over his upper back, shoulder blades, and just over his shoulders down to his collarbones. As a cat Dartainan is massive. Weighing in at 30lbs of muscle and very little fat. He is an astonishing 49in from his nose to his tail. A smoky grey pelt hides him well in teh corners of darkness. His face, back, and paws being the darknes. As his neck and tail are just a bit lighter. the personality Likes • ~ Taking strolls around the village ~ Laying out in the sun ~ Full moons ~ Solitude ~ Darkness Dislikes • ~ Being woken up early ~ Those that talk too much ~ Crowds ~ Lycians Strengths • ~ Keen eyes ~ Stealth ~ Size, gives him a but more power than a smaller cat Weaknesses • ~ Low Stamina ~ Slower than a smaller cat Dreams • To lead his clan to sucess and growth Fears • Being a failure to his clan and losing those that grow close to him Overall Personality • Dartainan isn't hard to figure out. He is just like everyone else. Rather he is having a bad day or a good day really determines what his mood is. Mostly he is stoic though, never really showing to much emotion to things. He is happiest when he is tucked away in his villa to sunbathe. On rainy days he is normally catching up on village Need To Dos. When he gets the notion to show emotion it's normally his charm that comes out. But beware, this feline has a temper towards somethings. He may not be to quick to anger, but certain things can lead him to lash out quicker than others. the history Father • Tom| dead Mother • Soran | dead Siblings • NA Important People • NA Hometown • Cooperstown Overall History • It was many years ago, on a night with no moon and stars where the only light. Two cats slipped into the night and into a house, changing back to their human forms; the woman was pregnant. Going straight to the bed Soran laid down to get off her feet, her ears laid back as her breathing began to labor. Tail flicking in slight pain as her stomach tightened and loosened. “Tom, dear, I think I am beginning to go into labor”,she panted and looked to her husband. Who nodded and shifted to his cat form and ran from the house to fetch the doctor down the street. Within the next couple of minutes two men walked through the door of the small house. Walking back to the woman the doctor spoke,”where does it hurt and how bad?” She took a deep breath and run her hand over her lower stomach,”my lower stomach and its about a nine of a pain scale.” The doctor nodded, and began his word to get ready for the baby to be delivered. A few hours later the Soran was holding her newborn child. Her eyes filled with love as the small child wiggled in her arms, his tiny ears flicking back and forth. His eyes rolled around in his head before opening and looking to the figure of his mother. Something like a grin crossed his face before closing his eyes again to sleep on her chest. The doctor had left and given them instructions and a number to call should they have problems. That night was his first night out of the womb and so far it was wonderful. -months years- Many months came and gone. The boy named Dartainan was growing to be healthy and strong. Home schooled and not really allowed to go out of the house, he was slightly socially awkward when it came to being in public. The friends he did have were all over the Xbox, those who he talked through a headset with. He played the Xbox almost everyday after finishing all the school work he was given for that day. Sometimes he would sit down and finish that weeks worth of work within two or three days. His mother and father loved him dearly, he returned the love; by loving them more so. Now at the age of 13, the boy stood at a funeral site. Many people crowded and mourned for the lost couple, patting him on the back or whispering they were sorry. Sorry wasn’t going to bring them back, Dartainan knew that. Now his fear would be where would he go? What was he to do now? The only two people he had evey truly loved are gone, and for what? All because a big truck couldn’t stop on a dime? Of course it was an everyday thing that people, or well, stray cats, died. But his parents? Why couldn’t a truck driver cared just this once, to stop before hitting the strays that were his parents. He would never know. As the sky began to darken, and the clouds began to let loose their own tears. Dartainan got into a black car and was driven to the next orphanage. He was dropped off with only one suitcase full of clothes he had packed himself, trying to fit as many clothes into as he could. One picture of his parents and a note his mother had written him to cheer him up when he was down. Nobody knew about either. -two years later- The day had finally come. Someone actually wanted him. Someone actually cared enough to break him out of his prison. Ever since the day of his parents death Dartainan had kept away from others and stayed silent. Keeping his heart guarded and his mouth shut. For losing another person that he just might have came close to would have been his last straw. Finally, now he was to be put back into a real home. Where there was a warm bed, instead of a cold twin size mattress that he retired to every night. A woman to call mom, instead of a woman that just tossed angered words at him. Possibly a father to teach him how to act and present himself. He could lie to other kids and say he wasn’t excited about leaving, but he couldn’t lie to himself and say he wasn’t when he was so ready to leave that hell hole. Now his things are in the trunk of a car and he sat in the back seat, watching the building he had been in for so long disappear into the skyline. In his new him, Dartainan had gotten into his new routine. Keeping his true self hidden, tail tucked in his pants leg and his cat ears pinned down to his head, wearing a hat or beenie all the time. Everything was going smooth, until a couple months later. When his new father had gotten drunk and violent. Hitting on him and his new mother, Dartainan tried to stop him and begged him to only hit him instead of his mom. It didn’t take long for him to not like his new father anymore, always having to stand up to him and the constant fighting. He thought his old home was bad, this topped off everything. Finally one day Dartainan had had enough and packed his things. That night he opened his window and threw his things out first, slipping out behind it. Pulling his beenie down he slipped into the night and ran away, smiling slyly as he heard the man's yelling and poundings of the walls in anger. Dartainan ran, he didn’t know where he was going to go; he just knew it would be hard in the future. He would have to defend himself and do for himself now. Everything changed now. the role player Alis • Admin Age • 21 years Time Zone • Central Time State You Live In • Arkansas Other Characters • Adonis |
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