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This is where ima put all of my characters . . . Name . Gender . Age . Sexuality . Crush . Best Friend (if one) . BF/GF (if one) . Appearance . Personality . Backstory . Other . |
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Name: Jay Black (His friends call him Shade) Age: 18 Appearance: 150 Lbs, 6'5". Jay is hot, a muscular build but still slim and thin. He has a broad chest and shoulders. His arms are slightly muscled and long. He has a oval face and dancing dark brown eyes. His eyes have a mysterious gleam to them and you can tell he's one who is always up to no good. He has long lanky legs. He has short black hair that has white streaks in it. His bangs come down over his right eye. He tends to wear a black t-shirt and black jeans that have chains hanging out of the pockets. He wears a black leather jacket that has his family's crest on it, a white eagle with dazzling orange eyes. He tends to wear black work boots, instead of lace he holds then together with black duck tape. Personality: Jay is a total jack ass. He has committed several sexual offences, and some robberies. He has always liked to annoy people to the point they call the police, the only problem is he is gone before they get there. HE has quite a criminal record and he is proud of it. He is almost always seen with his "pack" of hooligans, the sharp teeth. Jay tends to flirt with girls quite a bit and has a very convincing attitude. He is very slick and sly Always figuring out ways to lure people into a trap where they get caught doing something they didn't do. Oddly, he is very protective and if he finds someone who he cares about he will protect and defend them until the end. He never leaves one of his own behind, always going back and helping them out, no matter the circumstances. HE can be very kind and caring if he wants to be but that side of him rarely shows. He is normally closed off and distant, never opening up about his feelings to anyone. Backstory: He grew up in a poor home and stole from grocery stores to provide for his little sister, Samantha. Jay's father walked down stairs one night and killed his mother when Jay was 10. Jay watched this whole event and his father was furious, he beat Jay before sending him and his sister to an orphanage, where he grew up. Jay figured out how to get out and he left the place. Never looking back. He had become closed off and dangerous, after a few years he killed a man who had told him he shouldn't be stealing. By this time Jay had stolen a switch blade and knew how to use it. He has been living on the streets ever since, collecting others to form his gang The Sharp Teeth |
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Name: Luna Blue Age: 17 (almost 18) Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight Race: American Role: Student Horse experience: very experienced Horse handle: Luna prefers the more rowdy horses, but her favorite to work with is the loyal spirited horses who few can handle, especially ones who have a troubled past. Because she can relate. Appearance: Base: Luna is tall standing at 6'. She has long muscular legs and arms, from working on her family's ranch all her life. Despite her ragged and hard working look she has some nice curves any boy would like. Her arms are scarred as well as her knuckles and legs. She has an oval face that holds freckles on the bridge of her nose. Her long flowing hair reaches her tail bone and is mostly kept up in a braid or a pony tail. Her gait is swinging like the southern gal she is. Colors: Hair: Dark chocolate brown Eyes: Dark chocolate brown Skin: Olive but she normally wears a farmers tan Lips: Redish pink Clothes: She normally wears a t-shirt with the hoddie her best friend (from back home) Brandon gave to her the day she left to come to Cliffyard. When riding she wears chaps and riding pants alone with knee high english riding boots. She owns tennis shoes and tends to wear then only when not going to the stables. She also has muck boots which are mostly caked with dirt ad horse shit. Riding pants (pair 1): Tan Riding pants (pair 2): Black Blue jeans (pair 1): Navy blue Blue jeans (pair 2): Light blue Blue jeans (pair 3): Blue Tennis shoes: Blue, white and black Riding boots (pair 1): Black Riding boots (pair 2): Brown Muck boots: Black (with brown from the dirt and horse shit) T-shirt (1): White T-shirt (2): Aqua T-shirt (3): Royal blue Hoodie: Oumbre, blue, aqua, teal, and white with the words: "If you can read this please put me back on my horse." upsidedown. Personality: Luna has a aggressive, gentle, understanding personality. She is short tempered with bullies and people who don't treat their horses with the correct respect they (the horses) deserve. But if they apollogise and ask her to teach them how to work with them proporly she is more forgiving and will gladly help. Luna normally is shy and stays away from humans and can normally be found talking to the horse she is asigned to. She can be very outspoken and rude but is a kind and gentle hearted farm girl. With horses Luna is aggressive when they misbehave and has her own way to punish them, like not giving them a treat after a ride or keeping them in from the paddock one day. But she will never "beat" a horse, the worst she will do is smack them with all her might when they really misbehave. She will not tolerate any disrespect from them or anything less then what she expects. She understands though that horses have bad days like humans but she will not just let them get by with bad behavior. Luna can read a horse's body languege and can tell their mood and if they're going to buck, rear or kick. Luna beleaves the best way to handle horses is with care and respect but also if needed force. When Luna meets the horse she is asigned to her first goal is to form a bond with them, showing them she means no harm but she is still the lead mare and their boss. Luna always wants to teach them there is no reason to fear her. |
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Name: Jay Black (His friends call him Shade) Age: 20 Appearance: 150 Lbs, 6'5". Jay is hot, a muscular build but still slim and thin. He has a broad chest and shoulders. His arms are slightly muscled and long. He has a oval face and dancing dark brown eyes. His eyes have a mysterious gleam to them and you can tell he's one who is always up to no good. He has long lanky legs. He has short black hair that has white streaks in it. His bangs come down over his right eye. He tends to wear a black t-shirt and black jeans that have chains hanging out of the pockets. He wears a black leather jacket that has his family's crest on it, a white eagle with dazzling orange eyes. He tends to wear black work boots, instead of lace he holds then together with black duck tape. He has a long scar that goes from his eyebrow down to his cheekbones. He has another gunshot wound on his right shoulder that gives him troubled from time to time. Personality: Jay is normally a pain in the rear. He loves to flirt with girls and is one who hates to wait. His criminal past has made him a tough, distant, guy. He hardly ever opens up to people, trying to run away from his past or drown it with his songs. His past has defined his actions, it had fueled his criminal actions and helped him to put it aside. He has a very short temper and has a tendency to snap at others. Jay is a natural-born leader and tends to take charge of everything. He can be quite the gentleman despite his cold appearance. Jay can be very kind and gentle but he hates to show that side of him, not wanting any chance to show weakness. Backstory: He grew up in a poor home and stole from grocery stores to provide for his little sister, Samantha. Jay's father walked down stairs one night and killed his mother when Jay was 10. Jay watched this whole event and his father was furious, he beat Jay before sending him and his sister to an orphanage, where he grew up. Jay figured out how to get out and he left the place. Never looking back. He had become closed off and dangerous, after a few years he killed a man who had told him he shouldn't be stealing. By this time Jay had stolen a switch blade and knew how to use it. He has been living on the streets ever since, collecting others to form his gang The Sharp Teeth |
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Name: Napoleon
Age: 18 moons
Gender: Tom/male
Appearance: Napoleon is a slender, long male. His pelt is colored oddly, looking like he had a french soldier, uniform on. With a red cape that streched down his right shoulder to his paw and under him. His coloration (in more detail). His muzzle is long and sleek. His nose is a light pink color his muzzle is a firy orange that extends up around his eyes. Encasing the orange is a periwinkle color that extends a couple of centimeters before becoming a dark, navy, blue color. His eyes are a captivating aqua blue with dark blue specks in them that can be icy cold and emotionless. His torso is mainly a crimson red color that spreads to the navy blue color before turning to white at his underbelly. On his chest he has a triangle of the tan that is on his nose. His shoulders have a golden color that extends only a couple of centimeters down. The back of his right arm is the crimson red color. The front of his arms have a purple color that fades into the navy color as you reach to his armpit. His forearms are the crimson red with a duller crimson stripped in it. On the sides of his forearms you can see three golden spots going up his forearm. His paws are the tan color on his chest and nose. His back legs are a dark blue-grey color that fade into a dark brown at their knees and their paws are a lighter shade of brown. On his underbelly a long stripe of dark brown can be seen, if you were to see under him you could see that in the middle of it is a silvery patch on the belt. His long tail is the dark blue-grey color that is tipped with the tan and has a stripe of the crimson on it. His right shoulder has a braided looking stripe on it, in the color of the periwinkle.
Personality: Napoleon is a cold, loyal tom who would do anything to protect those he loves. He is cold and emotionless on the outside but is really a kind, loving, playful guy. He will crack jokes from time to time. He laughs quite a bit and, its quite infectious. He acts like a soldier and takes his duties very seriously. Its hard to break through his hard exterior but when you do its the best thing ever. Hes usually very lonely and is used to doing things on his lonesome. He can be very closed off and distant. He has no problem with killing someone or something if need be. Some cats are afraid of him because of his bloodstained claws. He is ashamed of what hes done in the past but he doesnt regret a bit of it. He has a terrible case of bloodlust. Name: Napoleon
Gender: Male
Age Range: Adult [Young Adult/Adult/Mature]
Appearance: Napoleon is a slender, long male. His scales are colored oddly, them looking like he had a french soldier, uniform on. With a red cape that streched down his right shoulder to his talon and under him. His coloration (in more detail). His snout is long and sleek, it's tip sharp and jagged. at the tip it's skin colored and it quickly fades into a firy orange that extends up around his eyes. Encasing the orange is a periwinkle color that extends a few rows of scales before becoming a dark, navy, blue color. His eyes are a captivating aqua blue with dark blue specks in them that can be icy cold and emotionless. His torso is mainly a crimson red color that spreds to the navy blue color before turning to white at his underbelly. On his chest he has a triangle of the tan that is on his nose. His shoulders have a golden color that extends only a couple of scales down. The back of his right arm is the crimson red color. The front of his arms have a purple color that fades into the navy color as you reach to his armpit. His forearms are the crimson red with a duller crimson stripped in it. On the sides of his forearms you can see three golden spots going up his forearm. His paws are the tan color on his chest and nose. His back legs are a dark blue-grey color that fade into a dark brown at their knees and their paws are a lighter shade of brown. On his underbelly a long stripe of dark brown can be seen, if you were to see under him you could see that in the middle of it is a silvery patch on the 'belt'. His long muscular tail is the dark blue-grey color that is tipped with the tan and has a stripe of the crimson on it. His wings are massive, long and stirdy. His right wing is the crimson red with a braided looking stripe on it, in the color of the periwinkle. His left wing is the dark blue-grey color.
Personality: Napoleon is a cold, loyal dragon who would do anything to protect Rebecca. He takes his job as her dragon very seriously and will defend her with his life. He is cold and emotionless on the outside but is really a kind, loving, playful guy. He will crack jokes from time to time. Though no human can understand him everyone can tell when he laughs, it's quite infectous. He acts like a soldier and takes his dutys very seriously. Its hard to break through his hard exterior but when you do it's the best thing ever. He's usually very lonely and is used to doing things on his lonesome. He can be very closed off and distant. He has no problem with killing someone or something if need be. Some dragons are afraid of him because of his bloodstained claws. He is ashamed of what he's done in the past but he doesn't regret a bit of it.
Rider: Rebecca Shepard
Other: Nope! Name: Napoleon
Gender: Male
Age Range: Adult [Young Adult/Adult/Mature]
Appearance: Napoleon is a slender, long male. His scales are colored oddly, them looking like he had a french soldier, uniform on. With a red cape that streched down his right shoulder to his talon and under him. His coloration (in more detail). His snout is long and sleek, it's tip sharp and jagged. at the tip it's skin colored and it quickly fades into a firy orange that extends up around his eyes. Encasing the orange is a periwinkle color that extends a few rows of scales before becoming a dark, navy, blue color. His eyes are a captivating aqua blue with dark blue specks in them that can be icy cold and emotionless. His torso is mainly a crimson red color that spreds to the navy blue color before turning to white at his underbelly. On his chest he has a triangle of the tan that is on his nose. His shoulders have a golden color that extends only a couple of scales down. The back of his right arm is the crimson red color. The front of his arms have a purple color that fades into the navy color as you reach to his armpit. His forearms are the crimson red with a duller crimson stripped in it. On the sides of his forearms you can see three golden spots going up his forearm. His paws are the tan color on his chest and nose. His back legs are a dark blue-grey color that fade into a dark brown at their knees and their paws are a lighter shade of brown. On his underbelly a long stripe of dark brown can be seen, if you were to see under him you could see that in the middle of it is a silvery patch on the 'belt'. His long muscular tail is the dark blue-grey color that is tipped with the tan and has a stripe of the crimson on it. His wings are massive, long and stirdy. His right wing is the crimson red with a braided looking stripe on it, in the color of the periwinkle. His left wing is the dark blue-grey color.
Personality: Napoleon is a cold, loyal dragon who would do anything to protect his rider. He takes his job as their dragon very seriously and will defend them with his life. He is cold and emotionless on the outside but is really a kind, loving, playful guy. He will crack jokes from time to time. Though no human can understand him everyone can tell when he laughs, it's quite infectous. He acts like a soldier and takes his dutys very seriously. Its hard to break through his hard exterior but when you do it's the best thing ever. He's usually very lonely and is used to doing things on his lonesome. He can be very closed off and distant. He has no problem with killing someone or something if need be. Some dragons are afraid of him because of his bloodstained claws. He is ashamed of what he's done in the past but he doesn't regret a bit of it.
Rider: N/A
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Name: Rebecca (or Becca for short)
Family Name: Shepard
Age: 18 [15-25]
Gender: Female
Appearance: Rebecca is a tall, girl who reaches the remarkable height of 5'10". She has long, hair the color of dark chocolate; Its sparkling locks reaching down to her knees when let down from its usual tight braid. Her skin in slightly tan as she spends most of her days outside with her father, working the sheep. Freckles dot the bridge of her long, rounded nose. Her kind, brown eyes are flaked with specks of gold and amber. has small, slender lips that are a pale pink. Fixed upon them is normally a emotionless expression. Her slender face is long and oval like, her sleek cheeks are normally a dull pink, hardly noticeable against her usual skin tone. She is a long, curvy torso with long, thick legs. Most of which are made of muscle from running in the fields chasing after a stray sheep, or away a small predator. Her arms are quite long as well. Her hands are soft and hold long, thin fingers Personality: Rebecca is a kind, level headed girl who is not afraid to speak her mind. If she feels as though there is something to be said she will say it, she sticks up for others with a fierce fire. She doesn't make friends easily and prefers to say at the back of the pack, making sure everyone is alright and no one gets left behind. Rebecca is very brave and will run into a fire a million times over if it meant that someone else could live. She feels more comfortable around animals then people, for she is terrible with social cues and doesn't like to talk to others. Luna is pretty good at reading people, having a distinct gut feeling when someone isn't telling the truth or when something bad is gonna happen. Though she normally ignores these feelings because she wants to be like everyone else. She's very much a tomboy and doesn't like to dress up at all. She is always one to be a leader but only if it is absolutely necessary. LRebecca is deadly loyal to her kingdom and would do anything to protect it and the familys that live within its borders. She has a good sense of right and wrong.
Strengths:
• She always does what she thinks is right • Has amazingly accurate gut feelings • Rebecca is well rounded in skills Weaknesses: • She doesn't trust very easily • She makes quick assumptions about people and tends to stick to them • She is extremely stubborn and doesn't listen to anyone much
History:
Rebecca grew up with a kind, easy going family until she was about 10. On her 10th birthday there was a band of outlaws that came into her village, Corrender, and started taking hostages. Her father and older brother two of them. The village refused to give the bandits what they wanted, despite her mother's pleading. The next day they found her father, David, and her brother, Arther's bodies the next morning. Her mother couldn't provide for young Rebecca and she sent Rebecca away to work with a Shepard. The next year she got a letter saying her mother had died of a disease. Rebecca was heartbroken and asked the shepard to help her, to teach her how to defend herself from anyone who might hurt her. The shepard refused to teach her how to hurt others but he did teach her how to fend off animals who were stalking their flock. A few years passed as she grew up, getting colder as she grew older. When she was 16 she went to a knight that was passing by, he happened to be her distant cousin, and she asked him to teach her how to fight. He was confused at why but he agreed to it. He recommended that she apply for the Dragon Riders. She had become versitile and well rounded in many things.
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Name: Jay Black Nickname: Blue Jay | Black | Hot Head Age: 21
Gender: Male/Masculine
Rank: Second in Command Which Clan?: Southern Personality: Jay is bold and hot tempered. He's quick to think and easy to get into a fight with. But he's a tactical genius and great at math. Loving to fight has made him stone hearted at first glance, most think he's as shallow as a nearly dried up rain puddle. But there's more to the cold second in command then his cold demeanor, sometimes the deeper side of him shows when he finds someone he can confide in. A rare sight to behold. He's become a quick learner, quickly analyzing his oponent's moves. Even though he's difficult to defeat, there is a way to beat him, but its a long shot, if you keep dodging his attacks and play the defensive, just long enough to get him into a place where he has to move quickly to get you, and hit him on his right shoulder blade, it will quickly send him to the ground. Jay hates to loose and never forgets a fight. If you do beat him, you'd better start sleeping with one eye open, he's vengeful and is stealthy, despite his height. If you, by some slim chance find a way through his tough exterior to, find his softer, broken side, you'll find a scared little boy whom his father scarred. If you catch his fancy and follow him into the depths of his den you'll find he's an aggressive lover, taking everything he can and leaving you breathless. His charming smirk and deep brown eyes make him very persuasive, his voice adding to the affect. Appearance: Jay is a very tall boy, who has a muscular build and stands at 6’11” and 180LB. Because of a lack of nutrition and an issue with his stomach, he’s quite thin and tires easily. Years of living on the streets have given him many scars, mostly small ones on his arms and legs. Over his right eye he has a long, ugly scar that starts about an inch above his eye brow and extends down to his cheekbone. He also has another circular scar 2cm under his right clavicle, where he was shot. The bullet shattered his shoulder blade so he can’t use the arm very much or else a sharp pain will shoot through him. He doesn’t have total mobility in that arm and prefers to keep his right hand in his pocket so as to not upset the wound. Jay’s large hands are calloused and have just enough feeling in them to use a weapon and play the guitar, one of his favorite hobbies. His hands can be very shaky when he’s not using them for something, so you’ll normally see him fidgeting with a trinket, or putting together some gadget. When he was little, he was diagnosed with leprosy. He hardly has any feeling in his body, just enough that he can sense things touching him. This condition with some adrenaline can be useful in a fight, because his wounds don’t affect him in the moment, but it can cause him to go to the extremes. Normally after a difficult fight, he’ll be rendered helpless, as his nervous system starts to sense the extreme pain. |~| The boy has a long oval sharped face. He has a sharp jawline and a long, pointed nose. His milk chocolate brown, almond shaped, eyes are normally ice cold and full of anger. Jay doesn’t see out of his right eye very well and it’s slightly discolored, greyer than the other. A few freckles dot the bridge of his nose. He has proud cheekbones and bright, shining white, teeth. His lips are thin and a pale pink color, his skin tone, a farmer’s tan. His features normally hold a proud smirk, no matter what situation he’s in. Jay has short black hair with naturally white streaks in it. He has long bangs that extend down over his right eye to cover the scar and protect his pride. Every morning his hair hates to work with him, and looks like Einstein’s. He has broad shoulders and a large chest. His arms are long and well-muscled, when he has his jacket off and he flexes, every group of muscles in his arm is well defined. His hands are large and thick, calloused and normally not without a bandage. His chest is large and wide, when he takes off his shirt you can see each one of his rib bones. If you were to look slightly farther down you would find he has a six pack from his many hours fighting, climbing trees, parkouring across his city, and working out. His legs, like his arms, are long and muscular and he has big feet. |~| Jay normally is wearing a white t-shirt, that’s worn and dirty from years of use. Other times you will find him in a black t-shirt with Metallica, written in red on the back. He never goes anywhere without his black leather jacket, it is ripped up in parts, but other then that Jay has kept it pretty nice, other then the occasional blood stain. His jeans are a light, worn out blue color with dark spots scattered over them. They are ripped up and torn in places. He tends to have his favorite pair of black, steel toe, work books, that are missing the laces, he holds the boots together with white duct tape. He always carries around his black and white striped switchblade, never wanting to be defenseless. Roleplay Example: (from a PM rp with Different times.) The sleeping lump rolled over, falling out of the bed like every time he tried to sleep with something on his mind. “Oof...I really need to stop doing that...” He grumbled as he rose to his feet and sat back down on the warm bed. He glanced at the screen of his phone. He thought for a moment before turning it on. Jay sighed, seeing Dite’s text he clicked it open and laid back on the bed. ‘Yea, I guess I could tag along, I mean. How could I pass up a chance to spend time with you AND annoy Jack.’ He pushed send, chucking. Jay ran his dinners through his hair. ‘Hey, if you get a free moment tomorrow would you mind helping me out with a song? I haven’t been able to make it sound right.’ He fiddled with the pop socket on the back of his phone for a moment before sending it. What do you shift into?: Great White Shark Animal appearance: Crush: Open Siblings: None Relationship Status: Single Pringle (he thinks his work is more important...which would be surprising to anyone who rps with me and him, lol) Other: N/A |
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Name: Jay Black Nickname: Blue Jay | Black | Hot Head | Ares (If you call him that without being Dite he will end your pathetic life) Age: 21
Gender: Male/Masculine Personality: Jay has a big heart and a fiery temper. He goes to great lengths when someone is hurt or in danger and if something goes wrong on his watch, he often blames himself and will do whatever it takes to right the wrong. People often mistake him as an angry pessimist because he’s always getting mad and cracking down on people for even the tiniest mistakes. He has a good reason though. One day his teammate made a stupid mistake which almost cost Jay his life. As hard as he is on others, he's always hardest on himself and holds himself to very high standards. Jay is confident to the point of stupidity somedays. It has gotten him into quite a few situations that could have been avoided if he had just stayed put and kept his mouth shut. He hardly ever listens to anyone and once he has his mind set on something; there's no stopping him. Having said that, he will listen to what other people have to say, at times but it doesn't mean he'll actually do what they suggest. Like a lot of men, Jay has mastered the art of covering up his feelings so people don’t see his soft side. They see him as never showing any positive emotion but it is simply because his rough past has left him untrusting and wary of others. He uses his rough exterior to shield him from being taken advantage of or considered weak. Jay is “all boy” as some might say. He’s always challenging his friends to a fight or starting an argument with someone. What really gets him into trouble is his impulsive nature. He has been known to pick a fight with an enemy before thinking it through. Even though Jay never made it past the 4th grade, he is extremely smart. He learned some upper-level mathematics from his best friend, Carter. Jay relies on instinct, not technology. He’s never owned a piece of tech and is clueless on how to use them. One of Jay’s favorite pastimes is reading. When he was a young child, he would hide in his room, curled up in a corner reading Percy Jackson trying not to let his father catch him. His past and the abuse he endured at the hands of his father still haunts him causing him to break down at night and curl into a ball. Despite his cold exterior, he’s kind and loving. When he finds someone he trusts, which is rare, he’ll do anything to protect them. Some days he seems to ‘melt’ and become like a lost puppy. Despite his ‘tough guy’ act, Jay is a big softy. If people knew the truth, they may see Jay as more of the Robinhood type. Jay once found a lost child and he helped locate the family without alerting anyone to his presence. He doesn’t want the glamour of being a hero. Carter once described him as ‘A giant teddy bear who can turn into an angry grizzly at any moment.’ Appearance: Jay is a very tall boy, who has a muscular build and stands at 6’11” and 180LB. Because of a lack of nutrition and an issue with his stomach, he’s quite thin and tires easily. Years of living on the streets have given him many scars, mostly small ones on his arms and legs. Over his right eye he has a long, ugly scar that starts about an inch above his eye brow and extends down to his cheekbone. He also has another circular scar 2cm under his right clavicle, where he was shot. The bullet shattered his shoulder blade so he can’t use the arm very much or else a sharp pain will shoot through him. He doesn’t have total mobility in that arm and prefers to keep his right hand in his pocket so as to not upset the wound. Jay’s large hands are calloused and have just enough feeling in them to use a weapon and play the guitar, one of his favorite hobbies. His hands can be very shaky when he’s not using them for something, so you’ll normally see him fidgeting with a trinket, or putting together some gadget. When he was little, he was diagnosed with leprosy. He hardly has any feeling in his body, just enough that he can sense things touching him. This condition with some adrenaline can be useful in a fight, because his wounds don’t affect him in the moment, but it can cause him to go to the extremes. Normally after a difficult fight, he’ll be rendered helpless, as his nervous system starts to sense the extreme pain. |~| The boy has a long oval sharped face. He has a sharp jawline and a long, pointed nose. His milk chocolate brown, almond shaped, eyes are normally ice cold and full of anger. Jay doesn’t see out of his right eye very well and it’s slightly discolored, greyer than the other. A few freckles dot the bridge of his nose. He has proud cheekbones and bright, shining white, teeth. His lips are thin and a pale pink color, his skin tone, a farmer’s tan. His features normally hold a proud smirk, no matter what situation he’s in. Jay has short black hair with naturally white streaks in it. He has long bangs that extend down over his right eye to cover the scar and protect his pride. Every morning his hair hates to work with him, and looks like Einstein’s. He has broad shoulders and a large chest. His arms are long and well-muscled, when he has his jacket off and he flexes, every group of muscles in his arm is well defined. His hands are large and thick, calloused and normally not without a bandage. His chest is large and wide, when he takes off his shirt you can see each one of his rib bones. If you were to look slightly farther down you would find he has a six pack from his many hours fighting, climbing trees, parkouring across his city, and working out. His legs, like his arms, are long and muscular and he has big feet. |~| Jay normally is wearing a white t-shirt, that’s worn and dirty from years of use. Other times you will find him in a black t-shirt with Metallica, written in red on the back. He never goes anywhere without his black leather jacket, it is ripped up in parts, but other then that Jay has kept it pretty nice, other then the occasional blood stain. His jeans are a light, worn out blue color with dark spots scattered over them. They are ripped up and torn in places. He tends to have his favorite pair of black, steel toe, work books, that are missing the laces, he holds the boots together with white duct tape. He always carries around his black and white striped switchblade, never wanting to be defenseless. Crush: Open Siblings: None Relationship Status: Single Pringle (he thinks his work is more important...which would be surprising to anyone who rps with me and him, lol) Other: N/A |
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Name BlueJay's Storm (Jay for short) Gender Stallion/Male/Masculine Apperance Jay is a thin stallion; his ribs show clearly through his dashing coat. Before he escaped a few years before he hadn't been treated well so scars litter his body. There are a few to note; He has a long one across his right eye which is from a mountain lion attack a few days after he escaped. One day when his owner was drunk he took a long, blazing hot, iron spear and decided to pierce Jay's shoulder with it. Because of that he now has a large scar on his right shoulder and isn't able to run as well. The final one is across his left side where another cougar found him. His mane and tail are long and ragged, many burrs are tangled in the once elegant locks. His forelock is long and hangs over his right eye, shielding the discolor first everyone else. Despite his malnutrition; he is strong and can hold his own. Jay's always one to pick a fight rather than flee the scene. He has big brown eyes that are normally covered in a blanket of pure ice. His right eye is discolored and more grey then the other, as it was injured when he got the scar. He does see very well out of that eye and tends to try and keep you on his other side. <>
His coat is black with white striped socks. And rosettes flaked thoughout the thin coat. His mane and tail are oddly colored, they're black with white horizontal stripes randomly placed.
Rank Bachelor Stallion Desired Rank Lead Stallion Mother (optinal) Crane's Gale (dead) Father (opitnal) Smoking Mast (dead) Siblings (opitinal) Unknown Other German Shepard |
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Winter 
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Blizzard
