Post by Andee on Dec 22, 2014 0:34:45 GMT
Mikahel
"Walking on the edge of insanity, and loving every minute of it!"
the basics,
»»character full name:
Mikahel Stone
»»age:5
»»gender:Male
»»sexual orientation:Bisexual
»»position:Purity Alpha
»»species:
Eatern Gray Wolf
»»breed:N/A
»»mutations:Bone Spurs
»»pack/clan:Purity Pack
the appearance,
»»eyes:
Amethyst
»»markings: A huge scar in the shape of a bite mark on his right shoulder, it makes the hair lay funny and he is slightly numb on that shoulder.
»»height:33 inches
»»weight:
160 lbs.
»»general appearance: Even though his eyes are beautifully colored like gemstones, it does not hide the gruesome appearance of the ebony spikes that jut from his spine and elbows. The ones that raise from his vertebrae range from half an inch long at the tip of his nose and tail, to two inches in the center of his back. The two spikes on either elbow are a giant five inches. His gums and tongue are a pitch black and his actual fur color is a deep rich indigo, becoming darker where the guard hairs are on top, until he becomes a pure black in the center. Underneath the spikes running from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail is a thin line of black fur that makes him stand out all the more.
He stands with a purpose, holding his head high and tail up, his chest is always thrust out and he looks at others with those amethyst eyes like he can see straight into their soul. Strong muscles ripple underneath his skin, and he moves with such pure unadulterated confidence in his abilities that he can scare almost anyone in to doing what he wants. He's huge, not just in height but also in bulk and uses it to his advantage much of the time.
the personality,
»»likes: Fermented apples, Gemstones, Strength in character, A good fight, Being questioned when it makes him think
»»dislikes: Blind faith, Mud, Those who don't put up a fight (in anything), Dogs, Hybrids
»»general personality: Mikahel is incredibly intelligent, yet almost ignorant in the way he sees the world. He sees himself as a god leading higher beings. Wolves have always been more important in his eyes than any other creature on New Earth. There is no god in his eyes besides himself. Yet he still "knows" he's trapped in an earthly body and has earthly restrictions.
His hatred for other species of canid and canine runs deep and causes him to treat them horribly. He turns most of his wrath onto the hybrids though, he sees them as abominations. He also hates those who just put their blind faith in anything, even if it's him. He likes those who question things and encourages inquisitiveness.
He loves fermented apples, especially the smell. Gemstones are a rare find that he hoards in his den. He likes strong wolves, others who will question him on his actions and make him rethink them, to make sure he's doing the best for the pack. He loves to fight, mainly sparring but fighting in general is always fun to him.
He's a warm ruler, to his wolves, caring deeply about them and their health. He watches them as if he is watching pups play with each other. Always there to step in if anything starts to go wrong, he steps in like a father to break it up and talk it out.
With other packs he is aggressive, Raids quite often and rarely talks things out with them. He hates what the other packs stand for. When he has the intention to kill Mikahel kills fast and hard, without mercy. He doesn't usually stop to listen to pleads for life.
the history,
»»mother: Andarial Stone
»»father: Frost Stone
»»siblings: Terrance(deceased), Cyrus
»»others: N/A
»»background: Humanity had long since passed when Mikahel was born, with tiny rounded stubs instead of sharp bony spikes. He was a beautiful pup, large for even his family. His mother named him after Mikahel, the Purity's pack demi-god in the legends of heavily radioactive days. This lead in some part to Mikahel's demented mind seeing himself as a god trapped in a mortal body.
It also was the fact that he was just screwed up to begin with. He was born with a slightly sadistic streak in him when it came to hunting his prey and "playing" with his food. He was vicious in fights with his siblings. It wasn't until after he gained his spikes that he learned (the hard way) to curb his temper.
The day his spikes truly started to sharpen, when he was about a year old, Mikahel was rough housing, pretty hard with his younger brother Terrance. When Terrance suddenly lost his balance as he was being shoved particularly hard by Mikahel, his skull went down and the sharp spike on Mikahel's elbow went straight through his eye, piercing his brain.
Mikahel stared in horror as his brother twitched and died right on top of him. Hatred for himself and his angry side led him to ripping himself apart on the inside and putting himself back together into the wolf he is today. Accepting of anyone he deems family, loving of them, and hating everyone else.
He became pack leader after his love for the pack and ambition sent him to sending the elder pack leader down the ranks. In the three years he's been alpha, he's never been challenged.
the player,
»»alias:Andee
»»age:23
»»contact:cymmiethewolf@gmail.com
"Walking on the edge of insanity, and loving every minute of it!"
the basics,
»»character full name:
Mikahel Stone
»»age:5
»»gender:Male
»»sexual orientation:Bisexual
»»position:Purity Alpha
»»species:
Eatern Gray Wolf
»»breed:N/A
»»mutations:Bone Spurs
»»pack/clan:Purity Pack
the appearance,
»»eyes:
Amethyst
»»markings: A huge scar in the shape of a bite mark on his right shoulder, it makes the hair lay funny and he is slightly numb on that shoulder.
»»height:33 inches
»»weight:
160 lbs.
»»general appearance: Even though his eyes are beautifully colored like gemstones, it does not hide the gruesome appearance of the ebony spikes that jut from his spine and elbows. The ones that raise from his vertebrae range from half an inch long at the tip of his nose and tail, to two inches in the center of his back. The two spikes on either elbow are a giant five inches. His gums and tongue are a pitch black and his actual fur color is a deep rich indigo, becoming darker where the guard hairs are on top, until he becomes a pure black in the center. Underneath the spikes running from the tip of his nose to the tip of his tail is a thin line of black fur that makes him stand out all the more.
He stands with a purpose, holding his head high and tail up, his chest is always thrust out and he looks at others with those amethyst eyes like he can see straight into their soul. Strong muscles ripple underneath his skin, and he moves with such pure unadulterated confidence in his abilities that he can scare almost anyone in to doing what he wants. He's huge, not just in height but also in bulk and uses it to his advantage much of the time.
the personality,
»»likes: Fermented apples, Gemstones, Strength in character, A good fight, Being questioned when it makes him think
»»dislikes: Blind faith, Mud, Those who don't put up a fight (in anything), Dogs, Hybrids
»»general personality: Mikahel is incredibly intelligent, yet almost ignorant in the way he sees the world. He sees himself as a god leading higher beings. Wolves have always been more important in his eyes than any other creature on New Earth. There is no god in his eyes besides himself. Yet he still "knows" he's trapped in an earthly body and has earthly restrictions.
His hatred for other species of canid and canine runs deep and causes him to treat them horribly. He turns most of his wrath onto the hybrids though, he sees them as abominations. He also hates those who just put their blind faith in anything, even if it's him. He likes those who question things and encourages inquisitiveness.
He loves fermented apples, especially the smell. Gemstones are a rare find that he hoards in his den. He likes strong wolves, others who will question him on his actions and make him rethink them, to make sure he's doing the best for the pack. He loves to fight, mainly sparring but fighting in general is always fun to him.
He's a warm ruler, to his wolves, caring deeply about them and their health. He watches them as if he is watching pups play with each other. Always there to step in if anything starts to go wrong, he steps in like a father to break it up and talk it out.
With other packs he is aggressive, Raids quite often and rarely talks things out with them. He hates what the other packs stand for. When he has the intention to kill Mikahel kills fast and hard, without mercy. He doesn't usually stop to listen to pleads for life.
the history,
»»mother: Andarial Stone
»»father: Frost Stone
»»siblings: Terrance(deceased), Cyrus
»»others: N/A
»»background: Humanity had long since passed when Mikahel was born, with tiny rounded stubs instead of sharp bony spikes. He was a beautiful pup, large for even his family. His mother named him after Mikahel, the Purity's pack demi-god in the legends of heavily radioactive days. This lead in some part to Mikahel's demented mind seeing himself as a god trapped in a mortal body.
It also was the fact that he was just screwed up to begin with. He was born with a slightly sadistic streak in him when it came to hunting his prey and "playing" with his food. He was vicious in fights with his siblings. It wasn't until after he gained his spikes that he learned (the hard way) to curb his temper.
The day his spikes truly started to sharpen, when he was about a year old, Mikahel was rough housing, pretty hard with his younger brother Terrance. When Terrance suddenly lost his balance as he was being shoved particularly hard by Mikahel, his skull went down and the sharp spike on Mikahel's elbow went straight through his eye, piercing his brain.
Mikahel stared in horror as his brother twitched and died right on top of him. Hatred for himself and his angry side led him to ripping himself apart on the inside and putting himself back together into the wolf he is today. Accepting of anyone he deems family, loving of them, and hating everyone else.
He became pack leader after his love for the pack and ambition sent him to sending the elder pack leader down the ranks. In the three years he's been alpha, he's never been challenged.
the player,
»»alias:Andee
»»age:23
»»contact:cymmiethewolf@gmail.com
