Name: Shot the Wolf
Gender:
Male Age: Twenty(although you'd peg him at least fifteen or fourteen)
Height: 3'6
Weight:70 lbs
Appearance: (through the power of facebook mobile!, I have bypassed the wii's inability to show a profile pic!, if you're curious click ze link! →
http://www.facebook.com/people/Alberto-V...1357500261 ) (for those of you without facebook here's a description: Shot is a teal wolf with a white muzzle he has hair coming down on either sides of his head as most wolves do. The hair on top of his head is a bit pushed up by the goggles he wears two large bangs fall over said goggles covering the right lens, on the right side of his head is a tuft of hair that curls precariously into a crescent shape, his eyes are wide and innocent looking being colored a deep azure. His ears lay on either side of his head and are a tad reminiscent of a triangular shape, his tail shares the same teal coloring except the bottom half which is white. He wears an armless black shirt with gold stripes these come down from the shoulders in a circular pattern, connect then shoot straight downward with one more stripe veering off to the right. He wears denim shorts that go just past his knees and black bands on his upper-arms and left ankle. his gloves are black the fingertips ending in white, whilst the cuffs are black with a triangular slit with more gold stripes on the top and bottom. His shoes are red with slender yellow stripes on either side and two metal plates bolted to the front of them, the tops have a white stair-like design and the role of socks seems to be played by two white rings with small ridges on them.
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Voice: It's not exactly feminine or child-like in any way you'd just expect someone his age to have a deeper one.
Likes: Pineapple, laughing, seeing people smile and pretty much all musical genres except rap.
Dislikes: Olives, the color pink, the mistreating of others, the recurring nightmare where his fangs fall out regrow then fall out again and when people say "stupider"
Psyche: Stable
Personality: At most points Shot is exceedingly polite to others he first meets. This however is a facade he only uses around people he does not know well or just happens to be completely and totally uncomfortable with. On the flipside if you happen to win over his trust, which depending on the situation can be hard to do he becomes all smiles and laughs while the overly polite introvert does disappear he is still courteous but perhaps not enough so as he will sneak up from behind and hug you for ABSOLUTELY no reason. Speech wise he exudes kindness and understanding, he does have his points where he can be a bit cynical and sarcastic. He also happens to have a crippling fear of bees, no not the mobian ones, those little tiny ones that come outta nowhere and sting sting sting!
Sexual Views: Shot is far from being ashamed of his sexuality but he does try his best not to make it too apparent. He is also not the type to shack up with just anyone (unless he's fuckin' wasted) he believes sex to be something that should only be shared between people who have feelings for each other.
Abilities: Shot, as unexpected as it seems has a deceptively powerful jaw, and teeth so hard they put steel to shame. Given enough effort the wolf is quite able to crunch through even boulder, he does however thoroughly despise using it to fight as it always manages to leave very funny, very UNWANTED after tastes. He often opts to fighting with his own two hands which delicately hide the fact this puppy has claws..., quite literally. While the swipes he makes with said claws aren't nearly as strong as his teeth, they are much more swift and easier to land plus...., they have no tastebuds. On a final note Shot is also a half-decent runner while nowhere near as quick as a certain blue hedgehog he is light on his feet nonetheless.
Weaknesses: While he is naturally strong he in truth has little "real" combat experience. The wolf also has a bit of an issue with trust, betrayal being the worst of his symptoms if you do happen to double-cross him it is nigh impossible to win back his complete faith. Then of course there's the whole bee thing....
Alignment: Chaotic good (basically willing to break or bend the law as long as the outcome is for the better)
Back-story: (oh gawd here comes the pain!, remember people I typed this up with a wiimote! a wiimote! ahhhh!) Ten years ago....., The small mobian wolf shifted just a little as he slept, although he couldn't for the life of him figure out why he would fall asleep someplace so hard. For that matter why was he here?, what had he been doing before? 'wait....' the wolf tried to move but he felt exceedingly weak for some reason. 'wha.., what's my name!?' Dozens of questions all relating to when,why and how began to flood the young ones mind, it was almost dizzying well it would have been if he were able to open his eyes! The panic stricken child began an attempt at prying his eyes open. He had to see, something, anything! but the action was a bit more strenuous then he had anticipated as his eyelids seemed to crusted over by something unknown. Finally the young mobian yanked his eyes open whatever had sealed them shut gave a light yank on his eyelashes before realeasing them, causing the child to wince just a little.
He should have kept them shut.
The child seemed to be laying in a secluded forest clearing but no...., this was not the reason the young one had begun to shake violently and cry. It was what had been scattered and strewn about the feild that petrified the child. Bodies bloody, mangled, torn apart bodies... He wanted to run, he wanted to scream but no matter how hard he tried his body had betrayed every single action and to top it off he had been crying what seemed to be blood, this was when he abruptly passed out, but not before noticing a lone female figure approaching him in the distance.
Three years later: "Mom!" the young teal wolf, now named Shot ran down the stairs to find his mother. She was a good human she always did her best to make sure that he felt like he had a family. Today was a little odd though she had usually called him down for dinner by now "maybe she's sick?" Shot turned the corner in the simple wooden cottage to find his mother standing in the kitchen. Although something was different she was pale and her usually bright blue eyes were glazed over, she also appeared to be muttering something that he couldn't quite make out. "Ma'?" the young teenage wolf slowly walked towards his mother worried and a bit scared to see the cheerful woman in this state. "Mama?, you alright?" He tugged on her apron and looked to her with concern expressed eyes. " I should have known...." the way she spoke scared him it was dark and morbid, nothing like his ma'.
"Mom... what..., what's wrong?" She said nothing, she merely looked down at him in disgust. Shot backed away just a bit. "What's the matter?, mom i'm sorry if it's cuz' the dish I broke! I swear I was gonna tell you!" He was scared now, never had his mother looked at him so hatefully, and then and only then did he notice the light catching off the gleaming cleaver she held in her left hand. His mother had taken two slow steps toward him. " Be a good boy for mommy Shot, close your eyes and stay still." She sounded crazed Shot meant to run but the cleaver came all to quickly, and as if on pure instinct he lashed out his hand at her, his swipe connecting much faster then the the cleaver could ever hope to. He stared in horror as saw the deep gash painted across his mother's chest, and at his own hand which was dripping with her blood. "I...I!" she stumbled backwards her expression one of pure dread, and Shot did the only thing he could think to do at the time. He ran, tears streaming from his face he ran as far as he could never finding out if the wound had killed his dear mother.
He ran, and he never came back.
Present day: The young wolf now a man, even if he did still look waay young had left his past behind him since those dark days. Yes I suppose you could call him happy but as anyone knows scars like these....., they never fade. Shot had since become something of nomad it's not that he didn't want to just settle down and live somewhere nowhere ever felt right.... He looked up at the night sky brushing one his bangs away from his face. "Damn it..." he looked to a small bag he was holding. "I'm out of nachos..."
Fun fact: His name is shot cuz' in my original plan he was supposed to use a gun!, but that idea was soon dropped but I kept the name just cuz' it felt right!
(oh my gaaaaaawwwd it's done!, it's finally finally doooone! my hand hurts like hell! lol! ahhh... all with wiimote, also flame my horrid writing and I eat your baby jk XD )
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Name: Lyle,Porre'
Species: Blue tongued skink
Gender: Male
Age: 23
Height: 5'1
Weight: 117 lbs
Psyche: Stable
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Likes: The color black, sweets, the night sky sleeping.
Dislikes: Sour stuff,mathematics,people who whine for stupid or selfish reasons
Alignment: Chaotic good(yeah,yeah I like this alignment)
Personality: Lyle is extremely fun loving but this doesn't diminish the fact that he enjoys the activity of making jokes at anothers expense just a bit too much. Highly sarcastic and almost downright rude aside.., he really is a kind heart who would do anything for his friends. The fact is the more he rags on ya the more he likes you weird yes but it's just him! PUT UP WITH IT!
Sexual Views: Lyle, as rough edged as he comes off to be is actually has rather high morals when it comes to sex. He won't just go ahead and do it with someone he's just met!
Abilities: Lyle has the uncanny ability to distort light waves temporarily in a small contained area to manifest a temporary illusion. This however does not last long so he has to think well before hand. The reptile is also quite strong.., one punch knockout strong.... he doesn't have any experience in any particular fighting style but prefers to rely on pure instinct.
Weaknesses: Illusions are extremely temporary when used, and get a little head-strong in a fight.
Appearance: Lyle is a yellow skink with two blue horizontal stripes along his sides and back the stripes around his eyes are black but most of those two are hidden by his long black and slightly spiky hair (yes I gave a skink hair! if you could see the drawing you'd see how awesome it looks!) His belly and the lower half of his head are light cream color said torso has four triangular marks all converging towards one another. His eyes are a deep magenta color as are his long and slightly bagy gloves that take up half his arms the gloves have two black stripes on the cuffs and two gold buttons on it, the mid section of the gloves are adorned with simple vertical lines the arm ending in one final circular pattern. The actual hand part of the gloves have small gold buttons on each knuckle and a black stripe at the mid section of each finger and the tips. (oh yeah his legs and arms have black stripes on them too ^^) one of Lyle's nostrils is peirced with a small silver ring. (oh and there are more blue stripes on his tail I'm forgetting alot of stripes lol) His shoes have inverted red cuffs with black stripes over them widening out as they go down, the actual shoes are yellow with a white triangular area at the top with sweeping lines in said area. there is another line separating the mid area of the shoes and on either side are two small whit horns. Thre is a hexagonal design on the back of his shoes that have three more hexagon's in them in decreasing size, finally the soles are black.
Bio: " Your'e...., you're gonna what!?" Lyle's older sister Mei smiled and laughed at her younger brother. " Silly goose it's fine! I'm sure the move will be perfect!" Lyle fourteen at the time crossed his arms and stuck his tongue out to his sister. " Damn Mei I like it here!, why do you have to be such a BITCH!" instead of getting angry the older reptile merely smiled. " They offered me a great job in acorn city sweety I our lives would be so much easier!"
The younger one spat at his older sibling hating her more than ever. " So what!? turn em' down!" Shaking her head she just sighed. " You'll see Lyle..., It'll be better I promise.." No matter how mean you are mis little brother I'll love you..., not like our parents..., those horrid people who threw us away like..,like trash!!
A few months later
" You see Lyle isn't it pretty?, the lights the sounds?, it's certainly a lot more lively than the country side!" Lyle said nothing he hated her for making him come, he hated her for making him have to leave everything he knew... " Oh..., come on! don't be like that! I'm sure you'll see that this place great!" Lyle looked about the wide cityscape the large buildings looked like they would crash down upon him. " Stupid place..." Mei smiled and laughed happily as they arived at their newfound home. It was much larger than their old place that's for sure but it still didn't feel like home not for him.... " See, Lyle? so much more space!, here's the key sweety I have to run to work." Lyle snatched the key away from his older sister an grumbled. " I hate you..."
Mei merely bit her lip in sadness and walkd off hopefully the younger one's mood would improve upon her return.
Too bad she neve did come back.
" Excuse me son is your sister Mei Porre'?" cops? what th hell was up? " Yeah why?" The older female officer sat him down and spoke gently. " We..., have some bad news..."
Present day.
Lyle shook his head a bit. " I'm sorry sis I..,I don't hate ya...." the now twenty-three year old reptile held back a few tears grieving not only after his sister's car accident but the fact his last words to her were I hate you. " Love ya Mei.., again sorry.."