Post by Rixon on Dec 11, 2011 17:24:03 GMT -6
Rixon
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i am a question to the world
NOT AN ANSWER TO BE HEARD
[/size][/font]NOT AN ANSWER TO BE HEARD
Character Name:Rixon Delono[/size]
Gender:Male
Age:17
Alliance: neutral
Type: weapon
Partner:N/A
and you see the things they never see
ALL YOU WANTED I COULD BE
[/size][/font]ALL YOU WANTED I COULD BE
Appearance:Rixxon usually wears a white and black coat like outfit, with shoes that are a dark black but have faded with time. Rixon weights about 140 lbs around average and his height is 5'6 feet tall. He wears a shirt underneath his coat, it's a very dark green hard to tell it's even green but it is... Rixon carries a small necklace, it's very thin and can be easily broken easily. Along with the necklace (Which he doesn't wear but puts it in his pocket)[/size]
He wears a handmade braclet ith various charms it looks rather girly but has alot of setimental value.
Rixon's hair is slightly short and silver or gray, his eye has seemingly been scrathced or something alike that. His eye's are blue.
they can't tell me who to be
'CAUSE I'M NOT WHAT THEY SEE
[/size][/font]'CAUSE I'M NOT WHAT THEY SEE
Personality:Rixon can seemv very shy or timide, but he is not. He has a very soft voice that makes him sound shy, but he is rather out going. He can talk alot depending on what the subject is but his mood can change rapidly if you talk about something better left alone. He is constantly searching for someone to help him with something or the other becuase of his low self confidence and he usually relies on others but only allowing those he feels comfortable with.[/size]
He is rather brave depending on what he is facing for an example he could fight a 10 storie tall monster but couldn't stand up to a crowd. He likes to help everyone, but sometimes it isn't best to compromise which is all he tries to do.
Likes: Night sky, Kind people, Children
Dislikes: Menancing or mean people, anything scary.
Fears: Being alone, Getting hurt, creepy crawlers, sharks, land sharks.
Goals: Prove himself
Strengths: Smart, Kind
Weaknesses: Scared, Hesisitant
Quirks/Habits:Appologizing often, backing away from people who look mean.
how can the world want me to change
THEY'RE THE ONES THAT STAY THE SAME
[/size][/font]THEY'RE THE ONES THAT STAY THE SAME
Family Members: Rin Delono, Mayumi Delono[/size]
History:Rixon's mother was a weapon which is where he got the gene, he trained with his father to keep his skills intact although they're isn't much he can do without a meister. Rixon's father wanted him to get a meister as soon as possible pairing him up with odd people he would rather not spend time with becuase he wanted his son to train first so he could become more powerfull. Altough Rixon was picky and not many are compatible with his wave length which made his father curious and angry.
His mother taught him various tricks and other assortments for uick transforming or pulling a dier move if need be but Rixon wasl acking the effort to keep himself moving forward. His parents seemed stressed for no reason to him, but he soon found why. His mother was sick and dyeing it seemed there was nothing they could do and after the funeral all Rixon was given was a small charm braclet his mother wore.
Rixon's father tried to continue and move on, Rixon however was now lacking his mother the one who always told him to move forward perhaps he would just halt? His father enrolled him in the academy he thought it would give him the extra spunk he needed although that could do the oppostie.
i want a moment to be real
WANNA TOUCH THINGS I DON'T FEEL
[/size][/font]WANNA TOUCH THINGS I DON'T FEEL
OOC Name:Metal[/size]
Age: 16
Member Title:
Experience: 2-3 years
Post Example:Sima turned his head to look upon a young boy or he seemed young enough. Sima knew he couldn't be as old as him no one could he was practically ageless; he had lived to the point where he wanted death and has only alowed himself to live without commiting suicide for the slim chance of his wife still living. "What do you want kid?" Sima's tone was strong and loud. This wasn't the real Sima, but rather the cold hard shell left behind from years of torment, inside was the soft nuggey of the real Sima the loving kind and potective Sima.
Sima had all the power in the world but that wasn't enough for him and for others they would use that for bad or for good but he leaves it to himsef shows no one but his tounge quickly picked up the odd scent of the test subject which peaked his curiousity. "What are you? Obviously not fully human?" Sima's word must have sounded shocking becuase he would seem to be a normal human, his demonic scent drowned by the incents he had light in his house which had stuck to his clothes which were just a plain white shirt along with jeans and a jacket his long black hair going overtop the collar.
Sima walked closer; his blade now somewhat visible on his waist although sheithed. Sima looked at his hands to make sure his demonic features wee hidden. "So what are you?"
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