Post by crackdowncommotion on Feb 5, 2008 10:15:45 GMT -5
Name: Kincaid/ Herman
Gender: Male
Age: Two Summers
Size: Scrawny and probably not too healthy.. ( |: )
Pelt: Dim gray and dark Chocolate colored mixed
Eyes: Amberish/Burly Wood color
Markings: None that /he/'s aware of. |: Or Herman for that matter.
Scars: Kincaid is unaware of his scars on the back of his hind legs and ears. But Herman is fully aware and will go completely ballistic if anyone mentions them.
Temperament: Kincaid is happy-go-lucky and outgoing and because of this is oblivious to being told lies. Even if they were about himself. Herman is the exact opposite.
Past: Short-Term Memory Loss
Family: Unknown Whereabouts
Mate: None for Kincaid, but Herman believes he is a pimp
Offspring: None
Desired Pack: Kindcaid'll most likely be glad to join any of them (probably too stupid anyway to care. |: ) While Herman tends to get a little picky with his ego's choice of packwolfship.
Role play Example:
Standing before a creek within the depths of the evergreen forest. His amber eyes weren't as awake as they should be. Very exhausted and unalarmed by all his surroundings. The small fish swimming in the cool water below his muzzle as he submerged it to prod the scaly wonder. When it acknowledged him he hopped back in wonderment. Exclaiming, "WOW! That's really cool! Wow...Earth is filled with so many cool creatures..." His voice was childish and his growls if he ever did growl were less-than masculine. His oval-shaped eyes were aware now of the creatures around him. The small insects clinging to the rough exterior of the tree trunk and the happy squirrels running up and down.
His pelt shining when the sun beat down on him. The mix of a nice warm chocolate and dim gray colors for the knotted fur. Due to him being so increasingly weak with malnutrition, Kincaid wasn't at all the strongest of the bunch. Two deep gashes embedded themselves behind his two hind legs. Where Kincaid could not see, as well as behind his ears which his left ear was bitten at the tip (he was not aware of his ear being damaged).
He also had really severe mental cases which he loved to tell people about any chance he got (that's is only if he did not forget). Most have shunned him from their pack and Kincaid was fine with that. He was never alone. As they say, the best friend you got is yourself, well Kincaid really applies that heavily in his daily routines.
His alter ego and personality is himself. While some of the rare cases of bi-polar occurred, Kincaid had at least another personality called Herman. Now Herman (obviously) is the same person as Kincaid is. However he is much aware of things that Kincaid is not. He is also a cruel and pretty much loathes everyone and everything. The wolf had taken a step back to marvel the fish. Then of course he tilted it's head curiously as the fish flipped out of the water. His smiled widened, "Oh wow." He gushed.
The fish accidentally flipped out of the water and the scrawny dull-colored wolf panicked. "Oh silly-willy." He tried pawing the creature back into the river. He beamed after saving the flopping creature. Feeling proud of himself that he could save something from death. "I wish I could help alll the animals in the worlldddd." His tone was still very childish. After beaming proudly and standing triumphantly, it was only a matter of time before it was Herman's turn.
And the wolf winced and started to growl angrily. The headache was overwhelming him. "Ohnomnooo Hermannn stoppp!!" he cried. Of course his split personality took no mercy upon taking over. And when the cries ceased, Herman failed to show any mercy for his pathetic side. His smirks were devilish, baring his razor-like teeth. Of course he was still weak in physical strength, he tried to make up for it by standing tall and his shoulders broaden. "Sorry my friend." He falsely apologized. "The time is now. The time for victory awaits us.."
(I have to get off but will continue after Biology Class ASAP. Don't go dying on me. |
(Okay I finished. (: )