Post by kinziee on Jan 30, 2011 15:30:18 GMT -5
| [bg=black] ! (Hextor Inkwell ) ~ |
You should know I'm dangerous ~
[Name;] Hextor Inkwell
[Gender;] Male
[Species;] Wolf/Demon.
[Age;] 6.
[Pelt Colors;] bold and dominantly white, with black and dark crimson markings.
[Eye Color;] hollow, skeletal black, in some view of light they appear to have a crimson luster about them.
[Abnormalities;] A scar on his underbelly and the smallest chip is missing out of his left ear. Plus, he's been known to been abnormally larger than regular males, plus he has the inherited traits of a bit larger hair around his neck to help that appearance of being larger.
[Strange Markings;] Each of his five 'toes' are dippd in black, and his claws are crimson. colored, matching the pads of his feet. Like his sister, he has matching rings about his legs, but there are only two, and they are black, but they are bold and thick on the front of the legs, but narrow as they meet on the back of the leg.
My thrist for blood
[Personality;] Haven't you heard? He's the new cancer. He's such a sick sadist, loving the pain of others. Naturally degrading other as he passes them on the trails. Not one for much compliments; and if you're just begging for one, well, his are in their own category. He loves the sensation of pleasure that it gives him when he hears the shrieks of agony, the pain bursting from his victims eyes. The thrill of the hunt gives him a sick pleasure, when he smells fear. Nothing has ever given him that much delectation. He a glass of fine wine when it comes to looks; other than a few flaws that battered his body in the moments of battle. Brilliance flows through him; except it often portrays itself with madness and utter nonsense that sputters. Cannabilistic hit; the thought of eating owns own kind fascinates him, except over the years of his life the cannabalism faded into the desire of blood. Any blood at all. Hextor is a lethal weapon, and is a big reason for destruction, he is how you say, cruel. Brutality runs through his veins, and is a big part of everyday life. He is sarcastic; and while sometimes it flows so smoothly you couldn't even tell. Cut the crap, you know he can be a charmer; in his own wya he knows how to charm and seduce a female, although it might not end well. Hextor is decietful; trust at your own risk, but betrayal might not be so far behind. Savage; to tame the beast, you must be a miracle, sent from the right hand of the devil. Agression; fits in with being the savage, he can be very cynical and come up with master plans of your downfall. He isn't the nicest male in the long run, mercy isn't his best friend, however it isn't impossible. He likes to leave broken bones, gaping wounds, bleeding bodies. He'll rarely leave you dead these days. Praying for love in a lap dance and paying in naivety; he's fallen down that road before and that my friends is a flaw, for him it is one of the biggest, to trust and to choose to be affectionate. It is one big mistake to be loyal to someone who will never truly love you. He fell from that dark hole in the past, and will never go back. However, see the side that one may pull from him; deep down he can be loyal and affectionate to one female. Where protection is a given, and only for one. He would never be truly sweet and open with his verbal affection or physical you will always know the love he has for you. The one female would be the only one to have this attention and sweet voice that seems to melt and touch your heart with gentleness. Within the monster, at the heart of it all is the chains that hold his heart back from everything. His mind holds the decisions, often with thought, some without. Fair judgement made by all those who pass, but one slip up and you might have been put on his list. He can tolerate a lot under rule, without it, chaos is released. Patience is one of his greatest strengths. He is keen and swift on his feet, despite his size and bulky appearance. It's a warrior poet at the least, with a morbid perspective.
[Likes;]
- intimidation and dominance
- sadism and blood
- female company
- riddles and madness
- chaos and games
[Dislikes;]
- martyrs', the pathetic naive
- becoming the prey
- hearing new perspectives, pressuring his
- pretty boys and daisy duke girls
- annoyance
[Strengths;]
- size
- patience
- predatory skills
- swift, lethal, quiet
[Weaknesses;]
- size
- blood lust
- agression
- being more of a loner
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turns me on, how sweet? ~
[Mother;] Adora
[Father;] Charun Inkwell
[Siblings;] Mania Inkwell
[Mate;] None
[Children;] None
[Pack;] [/font]
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(c) Lyrics to Alesana
Outline to V.anadium of The Crossfire
Edited by Syyndrome of The Crossfire
Edited by Kinziee[/td][/tr][/table]
