Post by brody on Oct 28, 2007 16:23:42 GMT -5
STATUS Finished
SILLY MORTAL
NAME Jake
GENDER Male
CONTACT e-mail (PM for)
EXPERIENCE 1-2 years
HOW'D YOU FIND US Affliate
TIME ZONE -6 Central Time
THE MONSTER WITHIN
NAME Brody Cygné
AGE 18
GENDER Male
SPECIES Wereswan
SEXUALITY Brody doesn't know for sure.
SUPERNATURAL FREAK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION
LIKES
DISLIKES
OTHER
HOW THEY BECAME WHAT THEY ARE
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RP EXAMPLE
MODEL Walter from deviantart.com. link
CUSTOM TITLE open.your.wings.and.fly
QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS None
CODE REMOVED; CONFIRMED.
I, JAKE, hereby understand that PAPER BAG is unrated and thus I am opening myself to the idea of it. I will not complain about this, because it was stated in the rules and I read them. I also understand that if I am to post in the unrated context that I will label my post with the proper warning. I will respect the view's of my fellow members as well, and will not judge.
SILLY MORTAL
NAME Jake
GENDER Male
CONTACT e-mail (PM for)
EXPERIENCE 1-2 years
HOW'D YOU FIND US Affliate
TIME ZONE -6 Central Time
THE MONSTER WITHIN
NAME Brody Cygné
AGE 18
GENDER Male
SPECIES Wereswan
SEXUALITY Brody doesn't know for sure.
SUPERNATURAL FREAK
PHYSICAL DESCRIPTION
Some may refer Brody to being a swan. Ironic no? When he was younger, he was nothing close to what he is now. His hair was a little too matty, very long and greasy as well. Most people would look at him and say he was disgusting, and they didn't know him. His face wasn't chubby, but a little too skinny and pointed. His jaw was long and his nose was like a witch's. Brody was never the hotty of the girls, and was never crushed on. But those little french kids who made fun of him would be surprised ten years later.
Brody is now what he never thought he would be. His body and face are structured to be perfect, but aren't quite there. If he looks at himself in the mirror, Brody would see a guy who is not him. That boy who hat matted, greasy hair now has hair that is still too long. Almost like girl's hair, but cut differently. In the back one could definetly see a girl. Brody's hair is blonde with brown streaks here and there. Not perfect, yes, but still attractive to some. His bangs are extremely long and hang way passed his eyes. They hang all the way down to the very end of his nose. The ends of Brody's hair is also a little curled, but too long to stay anymore curly throughout the day.
Brody's face is a lot less skinny as it used to be. He is no longer that skinny boy with the long nose. Brody's jaw is more round and has an indent right at the chin making it go in. His lips are a little big, but this is unnoticeable by the round shape of his face. Oh the eyes. Round, blue orbs that stick to his face. Brody's eyes are very blue, almost like ice. But enough about his eyes, how about his body. Brody's body is very skinny, not annorexic skinny, but he doesn't have a muscled body. Mainly from lack of exercise.
Brody is now what he never thought he would be. His body and face are structured to be perfect, but aren't quite there. If he looks at himself in the mirror, Brody would see a guy who is not him. That boy who hat matted, greasy hair now has hair that is still too long. Almost like girl's hair, but cut differently. In the back one could definetly see a girl. Brody's hair is blonde with brown streaks here and there. Not perfect, yes, but still attractive to some. His bangs are extremely long and hang way passed his eyes. They hang all the way down to the very end of his nose. The ends of Brody's hair is also a little curled, but too long to stay anymore curly throughout the day.
Brody's face is a lot less skinny as it used to be. He is no longer that skinny boy with the long nose. Brody's jaw is more round and has an indent right at the chin making it go in. His lips are a little big, but this is unnoticeable by the round shape of his face. Oh the eyes. Round, blue orbs that stick to his face. Brody's eyes are very blue, almost like ice. But enough about his eyes, how about his body. Brody's body is very skinny, not annorexic skinny, but he doesn't have a muscled body. Mainly from lack of exercise.
PERSONALITY DESCRIPTION
Personality wise, Brody is quiet. Nothing to it, that's just it. Brody is probably the only male you will see that doesn't talk or gloat in any manner. He is considered shy, but he isn't. He was raised in a family of actors. Every person in his family, in France, was very hollywood. They would party and get drunk with other celebrities. His father was an actor, while his mother was a model and producer. So, by no means is Brody the least bit shy. Brody just learned to keep to himself and he won't get hurt as badly.
Brody's love life is very odd. He had never had a girlfriend when he was younger, but from the swan effect, girls seem to be more interested in him. But this does not matter to him since he doesn't like to talk all that much. If a girl were to like him, she would most likely only get a little "hey." Brody doesn't really like the thought of love as well. A reason for this, none. He just came up with it himself after seeing his parents fight so many times. But we do find true love, but maybe not in this lifetime.
Brody's love life is very odd. He had never had a girlfriend when he was younger, but from the swan effect, girls seem to be more interested in him. But this does not matter to him since he doesn't like to talk all that much. If a girl were to like him, she would most likely only get a little "hey." Brody doesn't really like the thought of love as well. A reason for this, none. He just came up with it himself after seeing his parents fight so many times. But we do find true love, but maybe not in this lifetime.
LIKES
.dancing in the night.
.being alone.
.meditation.
.dreaming/believing.
.lakes/ponds.
.the wilderness.
.beauty.
.peace.
.white.
.being alone.
.meditation.
.dreaming/believing.
.lakes/ponds.
.the wilderness.
.beauty.
.peace.
.white.
DISLIKES
.darkness.
.violence.
.the mall.
.heavily packed rooms.
.chaos.
.alchohol.
.vampires.
.abusive parents.
.people who use their gifts badly.
.violence.
.the mall.
.heavily packed rooms.
.chaos.
.alchohol.
.vampires.
.abusive parents.
.people who use their gifts badly.
OTHER
Brody has a lot of room to grow in personality and hopes to do this someday.
HOW THEY BECAME WHAT THEY ARE
Born with this gift.
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RP EXAMPLE
Julian walked down the deserted streets. The air was warm, somewhat dry for the temperature. The sky had a hint of green and blue in them, mixing perfectly to create a perfect blend. Clouds were forming on the horizon, almost grey clouds maybe a storm. Green eyes searched the skies, watching the grey clouds surf across the horizon. A storm for sure, maybe a storm but didn’t look big. The green, squinting eyes came back to the sidewalk. The sidewalk was abnormally small in this part of the yard, it looked almost one hundred years old. Julian’s feet crossed the yard and stepped on another sidewalk, this one bigger than the last. He watched the sidewalk for a while then looked back at the sky. Maybe Julian thought something had changed, even though it was only a few seconds. Julian was in a rather quiet meditative state. Nothing could have disturbed him at the moment.
The wind made the temperature lower a little bit. He felt the wind between his arms and abdomen, he felt the wind blowing across his bare chest. Julian got the goosebumps for a second and rubbed his chest for a second. He felt his skin, this seemed a little childish, but Julian always loved the feeling of goosebumps. Then he took the shirt wrapped around his neck at a comfortable angle. Then finally after a rather long pause, put the black shirt on. Not like it would warm him up or anything but just to make him feel a little more unwatched. He could feel eyes around the neighborhood watching him. Suddenly the curtains of a house closed as his eyes searched the area. A little shrug of the shoulders and his legs carried him a little longer. Finally, stopping at an abandoned church outside of the town. This broken down church very dusty, but what would you expect? He pushed some boards covering the doorway a little to the side, getting a splinter in his hand. With a shake of his hand, Julian bent down and walked into the church.
Julian walked around, just like he always did, checking the whole area for any life. As usual, there was none but it seemed to be different today. Maybe it was because the sky was getting darker, or maybe it was the fact that Julian had his shirt on for the first time. Then a sudden jerk of wood made Julian jumped five feet into the air. Being in the abandoned church made Julian relaxed but sometimes even the slightest thing scared him when it was so quiet. Waiting patiently for another sign of movement, Julian could hear the wind brushing the sides of the church. He walked forward until he was sitting down on a little bench, one made for people to kneel on for hours on end. Another sound of wood was heard, and Julian was kneeling very low. He wasn’t supposed to be here so it could be the police checking out the area. Julian could hear his own heartbeat, it started to beat very fast. Then he heard a guy’s voice asking if anyone else was there. Julian didn’t know if he should answer. Eight-hundred questions and solutions popped into his head. The person could be anyone but Julian was selfish at the moment and answered back.
“Only me.” Julian’s voice seemed to be more weak than he actually was. Maybe this was from the fear or just from him kneeling down so low. So, he decided to stand up and see who it was. Julian, his shirt off once more, stood up and checked who the boy was. It was someone he had seen from school but no one he had ever talked too. The other was blonde, very blond almost a white color. His eyes blue and stance straight in the air. His body was wet, he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He too had probably gone swimming. Julian decided he shouldn’t stay any longer and walked toward the way the other had come in. “Never knew there was an entrance over there,” he said to the blonde teen. “Me either,” he responded. Julian smirked a little and walked out of the church. But before he had left he turned and looked at the guy, the blonde was kneeling at the same stool Julian had been earlier. Julian laughed slightly, who prays at an old, abandoned church.
The wind made the temperature lower a little bit. He felt the wind between his arms and abdomen, he felt the wind blowing across his bare chest. Julian got the goosebumps for a second and rubbed his chest for a second. He felt his skin, this seemed a little childish, but Julian always loved the feeling of goosebumps. Then he took the shirt wrapped around his neck at a comfortable angle. Then finally after a rather long pause, put the black shirt on. Not like it would warm him up or anything but just to make him feel a little more unwatched. He could feel eyes around the neighborhood watching him. Suddenly the curtains of a house closed as his eyes searched the area. A little shrug of the shoulders and his legs carried him a little longer. Finally, stopping at an abandoned church outside of the town. This broken down church very dusty, but what would you expect? He pushed some boards covering the doorway a little to the side, getting a splinter in his hand. With a shake of his hand, Julian bent down and walked into the church.
Julian walked around, just like he always did, checking the whole area for any life. As usual, there was none but it seemed to be different today. Maybe it was because the sky was getting darker, or maybe it was the fact that Julian had his shirt on for the first time. Then a sudden jerk of wood made Julian jumped five feet into the air. Being in the abandoned church made Julian relaxed but sometimes even the slightest thing scared him when it was so quiet. Waiting patiently for another sign of movement, Julian could hear the wind brushing the sides of the church. He walked forward until he was sitting down on a little bench, one made for people to kneel on for hours on end. Another sound of wood was heard, and Julian was kneeling very low. He wasn’t supposed to be here so it could be the police checking out the area. Julian could hear his own heartbeat, it started to beat very fast. Then he heard a guy’s voice asking if anyone else was there. Julian didn’t know if he should answer. Eight-hundred questions and solutions popped into his head. The person could be anyone but Julian was selfish at the moment and answered back.
“Only me.” Julian’s voice seemed to be more weak than he actually was. Maybe this was from the fear or just from him kneeling down so low. So, he decided to stand up and see who it was. Julian, his shirt off once more, stood up and checked who the boy was. It was someone he had seen from school but no one he had ever talked too. The other was blonde, very blond almost a white color. His eyes blue and stance straight in the air. His body was wet, he wasn’t wearing a shirt. He too had probably gone swimming. Julian decided he shouldn’t stay any longer and walked toward the way the other had come in. “Never knew there was an entrance over there,” he said to the blonde teen. “Me either,” he responded. Julian smirked a little and walked out of the church. But before he had left he turned and looked at the guy, the blonde was kneeling at the same stool Julian had been earlier. Julian laughed slightly, who prays at an old, abandoned church.
MODEL Walter from deviantart.com. link
CUSTOM TITLE open.your.wings.and.fly
QUESTIONS, COMMENTS, CONCERNS None
CODE REMOVED; CONFIRMED.
I, JAKE, hereby understand that PAPER BAG is unrated and thus I am opening myself to the idea of it. I will not complain about this, because it was stated in the rules and I read them. I also understand that if I am to post in the unrated context that I will label my post with the proper warning. I will respect the view's of my fellow members as well, and will not judge.
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