Post by Nuka on Jan 22, 2007 13:01:00 GMT -5
Birth Name: Toshiro (only given out to close friends)
Taken Name: Turon
Nickname: Shiro
Alias: The Demon
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Species: Doberman/German Shepard
Height: 1’7’’
Weight: 71 lbs
Family:
-Mother: Rishi
-Father: Torok
-Siblings:
—Brothers: Jasik, Murrot
—Sisters: Lasi
Pack: Synl
Rank: Member
Mate: Nope
Spawn: No Mate. No kids.
Friends: Too scared
Acquaintances: Nope
Intelligence: 7
Strength: 9
Defense: 2
Personality:
He’s a very confused and complicated guy. Turon is at a constant war with himself and because of that tends to keep himself distant from others. Mostly quiet, it does take a bit of work to make him open up. He seems to be constantly in his mind and thinking about something. But rarely ever will he share his thoughts out loud. If you wanted to sum him up quickly, the phrase a Lost Soul would work quite well. He doesn’t know his place in the world and thus travels around a lot trying to find that one place.
When, and if, he friends a friend Turon still won’t open up completely. He will, however, share his feelings on things a bit more openly. He loves the story about the monkey and moon and often recites it to himself when he’s alone. Turon hides his feelings behind a fake smile, though sadness is always in his eyes.
Fighting is a whole other matter completely. He is bi-polar and his other side is one of a fierce nature. As Turon becomes more and more bloodthirsty he will recite the story he loves so much out loud. From there, he becomes a rampaging monster. His defense is horrible, but what he lacks in that department he makes up for in strength. Always quick to attack, he does get injured easily and leaves himself wide open after attacks.
Main Fur: Close to a coal black
Secondary Colors: A semi-dark gray
Eyes: A dark blue gray
Markings: A strange pointed gray one on his right haunch
Accessories: Two silver cuffs on his left ear
Tattoos: None
Scars: Three across his right eye
Detailed Description:
His pelt is mainly a dark, almost back, color with a semi-ragged look. He has dark blue gray colored eyes and on his right eye is three long scars that will never heal. All toes except for the back left one are a gray color. Turon’s tail is two colors. The gray runs on the top half and ends almost like the tip was dipped in the color. On top of that, in the middle of his tail, is a smaller black area. His stomach and chest are also the gray hue only there is a black spot on his chest more towards the right side of his chest. Turon’s ears are tipped in the gray as well and on his right haunch is a marking that looks like two stretched out arrowheads. On his left ear are two silver ear cuffs.
History:
A superstition that pups born on the night of a new moon had evil residing in them followed his family. Born on a new moon night Turon, then named Toshiro, was carefully watched by both parents as well as the other dogs that accompanied them. Growing up he knew nothing but the hatred of the others and the little love he was given by his siblings and mother. Even his father tended to keep away from him, never looking him in the eye and treating him like dirt. The only reason his siblings weren’t treated the same was because they were born a year earlier than he was.
Never showing how much their stares bothered him, Toshiro slowly started bottling up hate in his heart. Hate towards the dogs that treated him lower than dirt. His brother Jasik became more aggressive towards him as the months wore on. Lasi stuck up for Toshiro as his brother called him names and tried to hurt him. Murrot kept away from the fights, consoling Lasi after the fights but never saying a word towards the youngest of his siblings.
Toshiro strayed away from his family more and more as he grew and the things said to him became worse. Soon, he was imagining his own ways to get back at his so-called friends and family. That was, until he was one year old and witnessed his mother’s murder. Murdered by his brother Jasik and his father. That was the final straw. He snapped and went into a rampage. He attacked anything in his path, even Murrot and Lasi. It was a bloody war raging inside and out. Toshiro knew what he was doing was wrong and yet he couldn’t stop himself.
Finally gaining control of himself just as he was about to kill Jasik, Toshiro turned to run. He passed the dead bodies of Lasi and Murrot as well as his father. However, he was outran and outnumbered by the dogs he tried to kill. They dragged him back to the one the called a leader, biting at him and causing him as much pain as he could. Jasik only watched from the leader’s side, a cold look in his eyes. The dark colored dog knew what was coming next and he deserved it.
He was branded a traitor and his brother given the chance to give the mark that would forever ban him from his home. Gladly, Jasik gave Toshiro the scars on his eye that will never heal. Given the chance he asked why his mother died. Their reply was simple. She gave birth to him.
When let go, Toshiro ran. He could feel the anger and bloodlust coming back up and couldn’t risk hurting anyone else. That day he decided to change his name. His old one held too much blood and sadness to it. From then he called himself Turon. And his anger became a second personality.
He traveled around for longer than he could remember, always coming across new canines but never making contact with them. It was too dangerous. And wherever he went Turon always recited the monkey and the moon tale before fighting. It was almost like a symbol for the blood to come. And whenever the fight was over, he always remembered the horror inflicted on the enemy and himself emotionally. Always regretting what he’s done, Turon could never bring himself to make friends. He’s scared that when he does his other side will eventually kill him.
He came across the lands of Kloteck when he reached the age of three. There, he hoped to make a new start for himself. With low hopes, of course.
Photos:
—By Me:
—By Others:
—Templates:
Taken Name: Turon
Nickname: Shiro
Alias: The Demon
Age: 3 years
Gender: Male
Species: Doberman/German Shepard
Height: 1’7’’
Weight: 71 lbs
Family:
-Mother: Rishi
-Father: Torok
-Siblings:
—Brothers: Jasik, Murrot
—Sisters: Lasi
Pack: Synl
Rank: Member
Mate: Nope
Spawn: No Mate. No kids.
Friends: Too scared
Acquaintances: Nope
Intelligence: 7
Strength: 9
Defense: 2
Personality:
He’s a very confused and complicated guy. Turon is at a constant war with himself and because of that tends to keep himself distant from others. Mostly quiet, it does take a bit of work to make him open up. He seems to be constantly in his mind and thinking about something. But rarely ever will he share his thoughts out loud. If you wanted to sum him up quickly, the phrase a Lost Soul would work quite well. He doesn’t know his place in the world and thus travels around a lot trying to find that one place.
When, and if, he friends a friend Turon still won’t open up completely. He will, however, share his feelings on things a bit more openly. He loves the story about the monkey and moon and often recites it to himself when he’s alone. Turon hides his feelings behind a fake smile, though sadness is always in his eyes.
Fighting is a whole other matter completely. He is bi-polar and his other side is one of a fierce nature. As Turon becomes more and more bloodthirsty he will recite the story he loves so much out loud. From there, he becomes a rampaging monster. His defense is horrible, but what he lacks in that department he makes up for in strength. Always quick to attack, he does get injured easily and leaves himself wide open after attacks.
Main Fur: Close to a coal black
Secondary Colors: A semi-dark gray
Eyes: A dark blue gray
Markings: A strange pointed gray one on his right haunch
Accessories: Two silver cuffs on his left ear
Tattoos: None
Scars: Three across his right eye
Detailed Description:
His pelt is mainly a dark, almost back, color with a semi-ragged look. He has dark blue gray colored eyes and on his right eye is three long scars that will never heal. All toes except for the back left one are a gray color. Turon’s tail is two colors. The gray runs on the top half and ends almost like the tip was dipped in the color. On top of that, in the middle of his tail, is a smaller black area. His stomach and chest are also the gray hue only there is a black spot on his chest more towards the right side of his chest. Turon’s ears are tipped in the gray as well and on his right haunch is a marking that looks like two stretched out arrowheads. On his left ear are two silver ear cuffs.
History:
A superstition that pups born on the night of a new moon had evil residing in them followed his family. Born on a new moon night Turon, then named Toshiro, was carefully watched by both parents as well as the other dogs that accompanied them. Growing up he knew nothing but the hatred of the others and the little love he was given by his siblings and mother. Even his father tended to keep away from him, never looking him in the eye and treating him like dirt. The only reason his siblings weren’t treated the same was because they were born a year earlier than he was.
Never showing how much their stares bothered him, Toshiro slowly started bottling up hate in his heart. Hate towards the dogs that treated him lower than dirt. His brother Jasik became more aggressive towards him as the months wore on. Lasi stuck up for Toshiro as his brother called him names and tried to hurt him. Murrot kept away from the fights, consoling Lasi after the fights but never saying a word towards the youngest of his siblings.
Toshiro strayed away from his family more and more as he grew and the things said to him became worse. Soon, he was imagining his own ways to get back at his so-called friends and family. That was, until he was one year old and witnessed his mother’s murder. Murdered by his brother Jasik and his father. That was the final straw. He snapped and went into a rampage. He attacked anything in his path, even Murrot and Lasi. It was a bloody war raging inside and out. Toshiro knew what he was doing was wrong and yet he couldn’t stop himself.
Finally gaining control of himself just as he was about to kill Jasik, Toshiro turned to run. He passed the dead bodies of Lasi and Murrot as well as his father. However, he was outran and outnumbered by the dogs he tried to kill. They dragged him back to the one the called a leader, biting at him and causing him as much pain as he could. Jasik only watched from the leader’s side, a cold look in his eyes. The dark colored dog knew what was coming next and he deserved it.
He was branded a traitor and his brother given the chance to give the mark that would forever ban him from his home. Gladly, Jasik gave Toshiro the scars on his eye that will never heal. Given the chance he asked why his mother died. Their reply was simple. She gave birth to him.
When let go, Toshiro ran. He could feel the anger and bloodlust coming back up and couldn’t risk hurting anyone else. That day he decided to change his name. His old one held too much blood and sadness to it. From then he called himself Turon. And his anger became a second personality.
He traveled around for longer than he could remember, always coming across new canines but never making contact with them. It was too dangerous. And wherever he went Turon always recited the monkey and the moon tale before fighting. It was almost like a symbol for the blood to come. And whenever the fight was over, he always remembered the horror inflicted on the enemy and himself emotionally. Always regretting what he’s done, Turon could never bring himself to make friends. He’s scared that when he does his other side will eventually kill him.
He came across the lands of Kloteck when he reached the age of three. There, he hoped to make a new start for himself. With low hopes, of course.
Photos:
—By Me:
—By Others:
—Templates: