Post by Dhashir Rotburn on Nov 3, 2014 23:19:54 GMT
NAME : Dhasir Rotburn
AGE : 6
BIRTHDAY : 30 June 2015
ORIENTATION : Too young
RELATIONSHIP STATUS : Single
BLOOD STATUS : Halfcreature Gorgon
What color are their eyes, hair, and skin? : Slit greyish-blue eyes, a nest of hissing snakes are the equivalent of his hair, pale skin with patches of scales around tender soft areas.
How do they dress? : Nude.
Do they like the way they look? : Doesn't think much of it.
Height? : Toddler
Do they resemble any family member? : Mother and father
What is their best physical feature? : Nest of snakes, which can keep a continuous barrier by instilling petrification on predators.
What is their most flawed physical feature? : His legs, he can't move around on the ground like his mother that could slither. He doesn't understand why, he crawls like the spiders do and runs like the foxes, but why can't he slither? It must be his strange legs...
Where are they from? : Missouri, Mark Twain woods
Describe their past history : His momma raised him and taught him so much. Then she never came back to the den she hid him in... he was lonely and hungry. He searched everywhere for her and found something that smelled just like her, but it didn't have a head and it didn't move. His momma never ignored him, so he decided to look for his daddy instead. Dhashir grew up moving on foot closer and closer to Florida where he was sure his father lived, but the scent was cold at the rock building. He followed his instincts to the far east coast and snuck onto a boat taking him to the land called England. This 'Eng' must be all powerful if he has his own land... In Eng's land he tracks down his father till this day.
Who are their parents : Maverick Capricus Rotburn and Gorgon Dhammir
Do they have any siblings? : Yes
Is their any history of mental illness in their family? : Yes
-PERSONAL INFORMATION-
What do they love? : Chewing on mint leaves, it tastes yummy
What do they hate? : Tree sap, really yucky
Have they ever loved anyone in a romantic way? : What's that mean? He loves momma...
What's their most traumatic memory? : Waiting for momma to come home, but she never did.
What's their happiest memory? : Being sung to sleep in his momma's coils.
Describe their personality : Honest, literal, serious, curious
Describe their personality flaws : Ignorant
What would a stranger's first impression of them be? : What the hell is that?! Kill it, what's happening to me. No! I can't move! Ahhhh!
How would you, the writer, describe them? : A misunderstood child looking for family and not understanding the world around him.
Any special magical abilities? : Strong venom, his snake's eyes can petrify on will, he can sense things all around him in sharp clarity, can 'lull' food to him.
Any special skills? : Oh! He can talk to snakes! Yep, they make fun of him a lot though, calling him fleshling like those big weird walking things... maybe they're right?
Writer's Name: Dhashir Rotburn
Roleplaying Sample: Rain dribbles down from above, and in the hollow of a tree grey eyes look upwards to the heavens. The thunder would come soon and it isn't safe for him to move from the shelter of the large oak tree. His little snakes hiss and curl closer to Dhashir's head to keep his skull warm. Huddling, with his bare legs to his chest, it's times like these he wishes momma was here with him. The squabbling sound from his tummy makes him whimper and he wiggles deeper into the hole to try and sleep away the dreary afternoon. Hopefully the storm will pass quickly, Eng's land sure is always crying, I wonder what's wrong with him...
