Post by ✞ Taboo ✞ on May 26, 2011 21:07:46 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,10,true][atrb=style, background-color: #423c42;,true][cs=2][style=background-image: url('http://i.imgur.com/9Cxxb.png'); width: 620px; height: 300px; border: #fff 1px dashed;] [/style][style=font-family: times; text-align: center; letter-spacing: -2px; font-size: 30px; color: #eef4f0;]& Taboo `[/style][style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 9px; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align:justify; width: 620px; line-height: 8px; color: #d2c9c6;]WE AINT EVER GONNA WIN BUT IT DON'T MEAN WE CAN'T TRY IT'S A LOSING BATTLE ALL THE WAY BUT IT'S WORTH THE CRY - - - - [/style] | |
| [atrb=width,440][style=margin-top: -10px; margin-right: -10px; border: #fff 1px dashed; padding: 5px; overflow: auto; width: 450px; height: 200px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; background-color: #eaf0ec; color:#423c42;] AINT NO ROSES TO SEND ME TO THE MORGUE Pack: Martyr Rank: Protector Gender: Male Age : 4 years MAYBE DEAR YOUR COLORS DON'T SHOW Fur Color: Timber Colors Eye Color: Imperial Purple Scars: None Appearance: Taboo almost looks as if he just rolled in a pile of dirt, or a long stretch of desert- his dark chocolate fur is short and cropped in natural layers- and doesn't have that silky feel to it; taking pride in having a rugged look. If he was a male human, someone would tell him he needs a good shave and trim. He stands close to three and a half feet high, and his neck is not that long, infact sometimes it looks as if he doesn't have one at all. He has black whiskers extending from his cheeks and above his eyes, a dull contrast to the rest of his body. His fur is speckled with bits of gray and black; whites and reds, helping him evade into the shadows a little easier. The masculine form beneath the rugged pelt, is etched and full of rough angles- like someone sculpted him out of marble. Beneath a black, leathery nose lies a dark smudge, the size of a small paw- tapering down around his mouth, blending into his gumline; almost like he has a moustache. Eyes are that of liquid grey- not quite rainy day and not quite dull- though flecks of blue can sometimes be seen. He holds himself with the ut-most importance, someone might be able to say he was cocky if they were a great distance away. His stature changes when he thinks he doesn't have the upperhand. He has a long bushy tail that waves like a banner behind him. AND YET IT ISN'T A SIN TO KILL THOSE YOU LOVE Power Type: Shapeshifting Power Branch: Turn into another animal (rabbit) Personality: Even with his somewhat masked face, and stone cold emotions, he has a very large and broad imagination, which when he lets it, takes him to places of perfection where everything is, well, perfect. The male is rather loud, but trusts only a select few, but if you succeed, you will be rewarded with a large amount of friendship, love, and compassion even. He is intelligent, and respectful; almost rustic in his ways. Taboo would martyr himself, without question, for the one he loves, or for their offspring. Taboo is not enraged by petty differences or mistakes. He is a good-natured male, and is seldom driven to intense mirth or sorrow unless the situation is intense as well. He is a fun-loving individual, sometimes almost unable to contain himself when a scenario is particularly joyful; really, he is not withdrawn in the least, and will not hesitate to express his utter jubilation. To trigger an all out brawl, an opposer would ultimately have to either harm or violate a loved one. He is disgruntled by boastful and disrespectful creatures- otherwise, most are on even terms with the male. His fun-loving demeanor has been shadowed more with the development of his serious side. The worst thing one can do is to break through his patience; he’ll be quick on his feet to spring and force you back in line without a speck of grief, pity, or mourn. Preferences: Sun, Moon, Stars (Astronomy really). Hunting. Observing. Strengths/Weaknesses: He hates being told he can't- and he dislikes it when people put other's down. He has a strong sense of humor, but doesn't get other's humor well. HOW IS THERE A PAST IF NO ONE REMEMBERS NO MORE Family: Judas Sabaoth Pyroi Regrets: He doesn't like regrets- regrets mean you dislike what made you who you are today. Secret Ambitions: To be a father. History: Tab grew up in a small pack below the mountains- it wasn't very well known; consisting of just him and his father- his mother died giving birth. He was raised to care for himself and those he was closest to; learning this trait from his father allowed him to recognize who his real friends were in an odd way. When he was about two years old- something strange happened; he was hunting a small rabbit through the underbrush- hot on it's trail, when he somehow began losing size rather quickly. Taboo skidded to a stop as the bushes began to tower over him, he began to think it was a dream until he saw the cottontail not three feet from him; eyes wider than those of a doe in headlights. He made as if he were going to capture the poor thing- but instead he hopped (odd), this act confused him greatly and he looked down to find small feet instead of his massive claws. Taboo was horrified and went to find his father- oddly enough whatever had happen had worn off by the time he had gotten there. He tried to convince his father of what had happened but the old male wouldn't have it, he wasn't one to tolerate a crazy so he left Taboo in the night, as the young male slept fitfully. Taboo awoke the next morning and searched fretfully for his father- having no success he began his journey in search of answers or at least someplace to settle. LISTEN HIGH LISTEN LOW IF YOU'RE A GENIE LET IT SHOW BUT WISHES AINT WITH US NO MORE JUST ANOTHER URBAN LEGEND WE'LL NEVER EVER KNOW [/style] | [atrb=width,140][style=margin-top: -10px; border: #fff 1px dashed; padding: 5px; overflow: auto; width: 140px; height: 200px; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 9px; line-height: 10px; background-color: #eaf0ec; color:#423c42; text-align:center;] status , Done? amazingness , Scale of 1-10 notes , notes go here [/style] |
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