Post by Haruka on Mar 19, 2006 13:33:46 GMT -5
Name: Duka T. Daksha
Age: 18 years
Gender: Male
Species: Shape shifter (tiger)
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 112 lbs.
Eyes: Bright greenish-yellow
Legs: plantigrade... most of the time...
Clothing: He usually just throws on whatever he can grab, and this is usually a t-shirt and some pants of one type or another. He's got a pretty sensible style, somewhere between casual and formal. It really all depends on his mood.
Physical Description: Okay, here's a good word to start with: skinny. He is pathetically thin but not quite to the point of being anorexic, but close enough. Usually his clothes are baggy enough that it isn't blatantly obvious but it's still pretty easy to see. Despite this, he's not weak. Sure, he's not strong but he isn't weak either. He might not have any body fat, but he certainly has some muscle mass to him, if only a little. generally, he looks tall, kind of lanky with brown hair and the same peircing green eyes of a tiger. His skin is striped like one as well and his back, as well as the backs of his neck, arms and legs, are all covered in short orange fur. A long tail often hangs out over the edge of his pants, the trademark tatoo of a shifter positioned just above its base. Most noticible in both forms is the long pink scar running over his right eye, all the way down that side of his face...
Personality: He's a very sad and often depressed kind of guy with... well, let's just call them problems. Yes, many problems, but he tries to live a normal life even with them. It can get pretty hard sometimes though. he's the quiet one that sits by the window, the one that's always drawing something or writting something. His creativity is boundless, seeming to never end whether he be writing or drawing or playing himself some music. Some find it charming, others find it annoying. He can be quite sensative, skittish and shy around strangers and never one to open up completely. But when in a comfortable enviornment, he's much more enjoyable to be with, letting his sense of humor come forth and his intellegence come up with clever ways to have some fun. But, he's devoted to his school work, one of the best in the school and considered a teacher's pet among the student body even if he really isn't...
History: Well, like most characters, Duka's histoyr wasn't a very cheerful one. He was actually born a tiger in India, the smallest of a litter of three. He was unaware of his shapeshifting heritege as his mother and siblings were all normal tigers. His father, whom he had never met, was the shifter. but his father was killed early on in his life so he never found out, was never told anyway. Sometime along his life spectrum, his peaceful life getting bullied by his brothers and constantly messing up everything he did was interrupted by the same hunters that had killed his father. They were looking for another tiger skin... and they had with them a secret weapon for getting it.
It was called ROTT, a bionic rottweiler set to kill, more specifically kill tigers. It was let loose in the jungle and was quick to find Duka and his family. His mother knew there was something strange about the dog so rather than fight, she picked up her closest cub, how convinient that it was Duka, and ran for it. The others tried to follow but all they managed were bloodcurtling cubbish wails as the dog ripped each of them apart brutally. Duka and his mother kept on running, not looking back, running until they reached a tall mountian at the jungle's edge. His mother left him there in a small cave and set out to hunt, only to return moments later, the dog at her heels. Though he tried to close his little cubby eyes and turn away, the little one found himself frozen in fear, watching the dog dismember his mother as slowly and painfully as possible, her wails of painand terror ringing out through his mind. Once finished, there was nothing left of her except a mildly torn tiger skinand her bones, whcih the dog left on the ledge. he took her skin to his masters, having sensed that the third cub was not really a tiger. hewas programmed to kill only tigers...
Well, the cub sat there in the cold, dark and dank cave for hours, unable to move. eventually, some biologists came up to check out his mother's body and they saw him down in the cave through a crack in the ceiling. With a quick examination they realized what he was and took him back with them to the United States, where he eventually figured out how to change and lived a relatively normal life. Now 18, his foster parents have sent him off to school to learn how to control his powers, use them and make friends...
Likes: meat, running, freedom of any sort, animals, nature, social events, music
Dislikes: anything dealing with inprisonment, mean and inconsiderate people, being alone, fruits and vegetables (but he does eat them sometimes)
Fears: Enclosed spaces or any sort of cage-like atmosphere, needles, and heavy-duty metal collars 9not really a fear but close enough)
Turn-ons: dark hair, colorful eyes, sensitivity
Sexual Preferrence: straight
Prized Possessions: His flute
Pets: Dyaus the pegasus and three cats: Jambha, Rumba and Songa.
Magical Abilities: Shifting from human to tiger, talking to animals...
Weapons: Claws and teeth...
Classes: Geometry, Typing 101, Poetry, Chemistry, Latin, Global History, Painting, Advanced Control, creature Studies, Mythical Enviornment, Band, Tennis, Crosscountry.
Clubs: none yet
Friends: none
Enemies: none
Year: 1st
Age: 18 years
Gender: Male
Species: Shape shifter (tiger)
Height: 5' 8"
Weight: 112 lbs.
Eyes: Bright greenish-yellow
Legs: plantigrade... most of the time...
Clothing: He usually just throws on whatever he can grab, and this is usually a t-shirt and some pants of one type or another. He's got a pretty sensible style, somewhere between casual and formal. It really all depends on his mood.
Physical Description: Okay, here's a good word to start with: skinny. He is pathetically thin but not quite to the point of being anorexic, but close enough. Usually his clothes are baggy enough that it isn't blatantly obvious but it's still pretty easy to see. Despite this, he's not weak. Sure, he's not strong but he isn't weak either. He might not have any body fat, but he certainly has some muscle mass to him, if only a little. generally, he looks tall, kind of lanky with brown hair and the same peircing green eyes of a tiger. His skin is striped like one as well and his back, as well as the backs of his neck, arms and legs, are all covered in short orange fur. A long tail often hangs out over the edge of his pants, the trademark tatoo of a shifter positioned just above its base. Most noticible in both forms is the long pink scar running over his right eye, all the way down that side of his face...
Personality: He's a very sad and often depressed kind of guy with... well, let's just call them problems. Yes, many problems, but he tries to live a normal life even with them. It can get pretty hard sometimes though. he's the quiet one that sits by the window, the one that's always drawing something or writting something. His creativity is boundless, seeming to never end whether he be writing or drawing or playing himself some music. Some find it charming, others find it annoying. He can be quite sensative, skittish and shy around strangers and never one to open up completely. But when in a comfortable enviornment, he's much more enjoyable to be with, letting his sense of humor come forth and his intellegence come up with clever ways to have some fun. But, he's devoted to his school work, one of the best in the school and considered a teacher's pet among the student body even if he really isn't...
History: Well, like most characters, Duka's histoyr wasn't a very cheerful one. He was actually born a tiger in India, the smallest of a litter of three. He was unaware of his shapeshifting heritege as his mother and siblings were all normal tigers. His father, whom he had never met, was the shifter. but his father was killed early on in his life so he never found out, was never told anyway. Sometime along his life spectrum, his peaceful life getting bullied by his brothers and constantly messing up everything he did was interrupted by the same hunters that had killed his father. They were looking for another tiger skin... and they had with them a secret weapon for getting it.
It was called ROTT, a bionic rottweiler set to kill, more specifically kill tigers. It was let loose in the jungle and was quick to find Duka and his family. His mother knew there was something strange about the dog so rather than fight, she picked up her closest cub, how convinient that it was Duka, and ran for it. The others tried to follow but all they managed were bloodcurtling cubbish wails as the dog ripped each of them apart brutally. Duka and his mother kept on running, not looking back, running until they reached a tall mountian at the jungle's edge. His mother left him there in a small cave and set out to hunt, only to return moments later, the dog at her heels. Though he tried to close his little cubby eyes and turn away, the little one found himself frozen in fear, watching the dog dismember his mother as slowly and painfully as possible, her wails of painand terror ringing out through his mind. Once finished, there was nothing left of her except a mildly torn tiger skinand her bones, whcih the dog left on the ledge. he took her skin to his masters, having sensed that the third cub was not really a tiger. hewas programmed to kill only tigers...
Well, the cub sat there in the cold, dark and dank cave for hours, unable to move. eventually, some biologists came up to check out his mother's body and they saw him down in the cave through a crack in the ceiling. With a quick examination they realized what he was and took him back with them to the United States, where he eventually figured out how to change and lived a relatively normal life. Now 18, his foster parents have sent him off to school to learn how to control his powers, use them and make friends...
Likes: meat, running, freedom of any sort, animals, nature, social events, music
Dislikes: anything dealing with inprisonment, mean and inconsiderate people, being alone, fruits and vegetables (but he does eat them sometimes)
Fears: Enclosed spaces or any sort of cage-like atmosphere, needles, and heavy-duty metal collars 9not really a fear but close enough)
Turn-ons: dark hair, colorful eyes, sensitivity
Sexual Preferrence: straight
Prized Possessions: His flute
Pets: Dyaus the pegasus and three cats: Jambha, Rumba and Songa.
Magical Abilities: Shifting from human to tiger, talking to animals...
Weapons: Claws and teeth...
Classes: Geometry, Typing 101, Poetry, Chemistry, Latin, Global History, Painting, Advanced Control, creature Studies, Mythical Enviornment, Band, Tennis, Crosscountry.
Clubs: none yet
Friends: none
Enemies: none
Year: 1st