Illorie Eaves [done]

[risachan]

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B A S I C I N F O

★ NAME: Illorie Eaves
★ NICKNAME: Illorie
★ MEMBER GROUP: gijinka
★ POKEMON: Espeon
★ AGE: 18
★ HEIGHT: 5'4"
★ WEIGHT: 143lbs.
★ FACE CLAIM: Yuuki Natsuno Shiki
★ APPEARANCE:

Illorie is a "slight" man, lithe with delicate forms. Almost has a girlish appearance when it comes to his looks. He's tall, albeit not too tall, and slender, weighing only 143 pounds. But he is not without his strength, too. He has fair skin, almost as if it will burn if he stands in the sun for too long (but really, he never burns). Like porcelain he appears delicate, breakable, gentle. With violet gentle eyes (that can quickly turning into smoldering fires) that stare as wide and as mesmerizing as the moon he seems to almost take in the world with each simple glance. His hair seems to almost be painted the exact color of his eyes and whisp down towards his shoulders.

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P E R S O N A L I T Y

★ POSITIVE:

• Caring
  
• Considerate
  
• Focused
  
• Sensitive
  
• Realistic
  
• Reliable
  
• Self-directed
  

★ NEGATIVE:

• Quiet
  
• Distant
  
• Untrusting
  
• Indifferent
  
• Negative
  
• "Secretly" Dependent
  
• Self-centered
  

★ HABITS, QUIRKS:

• Often bites at his lips when nervous or afraid
  
• Drawn to the light and often naps in the sunlight
  
• Paces when nervous.
  

★ OVERALL PERSONALITY:

Illorie believes he is a simple man, a quiet man who'd rather sit in solitary than mix with a crowd. He is calculating and a true intellectual, always wishing to use his mind for it's all he really has. But solitary does have it's effects on him, and when certain people manage to dig their way under his skin (a long an sometimes horrible process) he manages to be dependent of them without meaning to be. Despite his cold front and distant appearance, he does have his soft spots, his gentle and considerate exterior. It just takes the right kind of person to get it out of him.

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H I S T O R Y

• Illorie was always a lonely boy. An only child of rather rich and absent parents. Going through nannies and caretakers and staff by the dozens Illorie found himself forever alone and surrounded by strange faces which made him shrink more into himself until he got to the age of 12.
  
• At 12 he caught the disease, and suddenly he was instantly more lonely. They incubated him, they treated him as if he were poison. His parents, uncaring as they were, either allowed him to suffer or were just far too busy to even notice their son was sick. A long standing care aid, rare as they were, took a liking to the little sick boy and stole him away to the Black Market, where she spent her saved up pennies on an illegal transfusion.
  
• A gijinka now, he returns home well but shattered. His parents hadn't cared for him! When his parents came home from one of their business trips they were told of their son's mutation, and they were sickened! They treated him as a dog, as poison, keeping him in his room at all times with staff watching him at all times. In the dark of the night, on his 13th birthday, he fled from his mansion to live a life of solitude.
  
• 5 years later he continues to travel, alone, broken and hurt, trying to come to terms with his parents' abandonment and his mutation.
  

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P L A Y E R I N F O

★ OOC NAME: Risa
★ AGE: 17 (18 in may)
★ OTHER CHARACTERS: Not yet ;3
★ RP SAMPLE:

Like any good father he had followed his children through the desert, albeit rather secretively. He moved behind Asher and Serval in a form no one should expect, though he didn't plan on it. It was his favorite form in the desert, the one that gave him the most comfort. (His black fur was never a good match for the sun's intsive rays) So he followed after his children, watched as they approached the two familiar busy bodies. Charm and Minnow, one of which was, indeed, trespassing. He hadn't extended his hand in friendship to the boy (though Hallen attempted to get along with everyone) so he didn't understand why he'd think he'd be allowed across the borders. Last Hallen checked Minnow was still sore about the accident. With a sigh he skirted upon a desert rock and perched there, watching his children as they spoke to the stranger. Serval's monotonous demand had him sighing, and Asher's forced bravery forced a small lizardy smile across his face. They were adoreable, but, they were also in the wrong. Children weren't allowed to meet intruders without an adult, and even then they were supposed to notify the pack if they saw one. Yet he stayed in his form, listening to Charm's snappish responce, watched how close she was to the boy that seemed to easily trespass on others' packs. (A man who sits in two seats, easily falls through the crack!) With a narrowed gaze he had made his decision, deciding to finally step in on the Raksha vs Charm situation, and to do something that would benefit the child. But it was Keen's responce that had him moving, had sand flurrying through the air and his form to return to normal. He didn't say anything except look at Keen and Charm, a simple expression across his face. Sadness? Yes, but there was a familiarity. They've lost a mother, like he'd lost a mother. It was a commonality that he couldn't overlook, and, for once, the children had his sympathy. Slowly he stepped forward and drew him to his chest, if Keen would allow. "Keen, Charm." It was soft and gentle as he looked to the two little children, forgetting Minnow and his trespass. "I'm so sorry." A tear or two filled golden eyes but he wouldn't let them fall. With a deep breath he lifted his eyes towards Minnow, a hard look that clearly expressed we'll talk later before he glanced towards Dove and gave a soft smile. "Would you please attend to the children's needs. I know you know how it is, and I hope you can help them at this moment." With that he'd release the child, if he had even had a grip, and looked towards Asher and Serval. Clearing his throat he looked down at his children. "Charm is right, darlings. The rule of the pack is that children can not meet intruders. Go on now, your mother is probably worried sick." He said softly, nudging both of his children in the direction of his den before looking up to Minnow, motioning with his muzzle to walk. "Can we talk, Minnow. The children are in good hands with Dove, and I have something to talk with you about." He said softly, staring at the boy. It was time he'd spoken to the child he may have orphaned, and set the record straight.

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★ template was made for wretches and kings, do not steal ★

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Hello and welcome to the site, Risa! It's nice to see new members, and I imagine you're eager to get on with RPing, so I'll make it quick, as there are only a few small things.

First, the FC show should be Yuuki Natsuno. Just a small thing, but important for people who are searching later.

Secondly, his parents should be noted as 'absent', not missing. My first assumption was that they were actually missing, not just busy.

The third one is more of a setting detail. Rich parents would be able to get the cure legally, if they wished. It's of course possible they didn't want to have a gijinka in the house, as there is a great deal of stigma, in which case your story fits just fine. I just wanted to make sure that was clear, just to avoid any confusion down the road.

Let me know when you've made the edits.

[risachan]

I just realized before you posted that I had the wrong name down xD Thank you!!

I've edited the absent thing. Thank you for mentioning that ^-^ They didn't want a gijinka which is why the nanny had to buy it for him.

Thank you! I've done the edits.

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