Post by aaiden on Dec 2, 2010 18:00:48 GMT -5
Name: Aaiden
Species: Ice Hound/TimberWolf
Special Ability, if any: Turns into a demon, slightly changes air temperature(Doesn't Effect Battle), Faster in Wolf form, Stronger in Demon
Abnormalities in Physical Features: Wolf: Black and Silvery blue fur color, Silver pupiless eyes, green arrows under eyes, Shark like face, larger ears, longer tail, Taller than the average wolf, Canine Fangs are a bit longer.
Height: 5'5(wolf) 5'9"(Demon)
Weight: 180(wolf) 200(demon)
Build:Muscular
Limitations: After too much time in demon form, he becomes extremely blood thirsty and will kill for fun.
Weakness's: Fire, Death,
Refference, (if applicable):
Rp sample: Aaiden, The brute from hell slowly rose from his perch upon a rock, a light cackle echoed from his throat "Really? you want to try this bullshit, eh?" the hound slid from his rock, landing with a clack before rising his head back up, The silver soul-less eyes glaring into the souls of anybody who dared make eye contact "My Name is Aaiden, but, that isn't important, for you'll be dead in a few seconds" The black and silver blue wolf disappeared in a blur into the darkness of the night "Pop goes the weasel" he sneered as his body slammed into the other hound, his skin slowly began to decay, releasing a leathery hide the same color as his stomach, large spines protruded from his shoulders and jaw line, his tail was the equivalent of a medieval flail. As soon has his feet connected the claws dug into the ground, letting him twist his body and club a wolf across the head, "Batter up" he laughed insanely before noticing the hit had cracked the head of the beast "well..might as well have fun" Aaiden snarled loudly, clubbing the head a few more times till it cracked open completely and splattered all over "HOW FUN" The brute giggled more before turning to the other so called 'challenges' "C'moooon who's next?!" a smile pulled it's way across his lips, revealing rows of sharp fangs "aw...don't run" Frowning a bit his hide slowly deteriorated back into his fur, a small cracking sound echoed as his spines shifted back "I see how it is, watch me smash your friend's skull open and run away without tipping" (short, yes i auto-hit for the fact im too lazy to do any other way)
Anything else we should know?:
..no?
Read more: www.caniddistinctions.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=specialinfo&action=display&thread=11#ixzz16zrkFztq
Species: Ice Hound/TimberWolf
Special Ability, if any: Turns into a demon, slightly changes air temperature(Doesn't Effect Battle), Faster in Wolf form, Stronger in Demon
Abnormalities in Physical Features: Wolf: Black and Silvery blue fur color, Silver pupiless eyes, green arrows under eyes, Shark like face, larger ears, longer tail, Taller than the average wolf, Canine Fangs are a bit longer.
Height: 5'5(wolf) 5'9"(Demon)
Weight: 180(wolf) 200(demon)
Build:Muscular
Limitations: After too much time in demon form, he becomes extremely blood thirsty and will kill for fun.
Weakness's: Fire, Death,
Refference, (if applicable):
Rp sample: Aaiden, The brute from hell slowly rose from his perch upon a rock, a light cackle echoed from his throat "Really? you want to try this bullshit, eh?" the hound slid from his rock, landing with a clack before rising his head back up, The silver soul-less eyes glaring into the souls of anybody who dared make eye contact "My Name is Aaiden, but, that isn't important, for you'll be dead in a few seconds" The black and silver blue wolf disappeared in a blur into the darkness of the night "Pop goes the weasel" he sneered as his body slammed into the other hound, his skin slowly began to decay, releasing a leathery hide the same color as his stomach, large spines protruded from his shoulders and jaw line, his tail was the equivalent of a medieval flail. As soon has his feet connected the claws dug into the ground, letting him twist his body and club a wolf across the head, "Batter up" he laughed insanely before noticing the hit had cracked the head of the beast "well..might as well have fun" Aaiden snarled loudly, clubbing the head a few more times till it cracked open completely and splattered all over "HOW FUN" The brute giggled more before turning to the other so called 'challenges' "C'moooon who's next?!" a smile pulled it's way across his lips, revealing rows of sharp fangs "aw...don't run" Frowning a bit his hide slowly deteriorated back into his fur, a small cracking sound echoed as his spines shifted back "I see how it is, watch me smash your friend's skull open and run away without tipping" (short, yes i auto-hit for the fact im too lazy to do any other way)
Anything else we should know?:
..no?Read more: www.caniddistinctions.proboards.com/index.cgi?board=specialinfo&action=display&thread=11#ixzz16zrkFztq
