Post by ĢoτђikaFøx on Feb 15, 2010 16:28:35 GMT -5
Name (full):CHOPIN ALESSANDRO VINCENT GERARDO NICOLI DANTE SANCHEZ KUMORI
Nicknames: A title of (Mafia) authority and any that come up within the RP. His sister and mother can call him Chops.
Age: 4, near 5 (he is just younger than his prime.)
Gender: Male
Desired Pack: Misuteriasu Mountains
Desired Rank: some form of second Alpha (see Other)
Looks:
Pups: None yet, again he wishes for them dearly.
Zodiac Sign: Aries
Nicknames: A title of (Mafia) authority and any that come up within the RP. His sister and mother can call him Chops.
Age: 4, near 5 (he is just younger than his prime.)
Gender: Male
Desired Pack: Misuteriasu Mountains
Desired Rank: some form of second Alpha (see Other)
Looks:
This male is just off the average height, a little taller but not so much that would draw attention to himself. He is however broad of shoulder and chest yet lean of the body with large square muscles that ripple across his frame showing off his charisma and undoubtedly his strength. His tail is longer than average which adds to his manoeuvrability but although this is more apparent than his height it is not particularly curious. His fur is long, though not too much and it sways as he moves. But it possesses a well kept quality to it, this wolf is one of pride and distinguished taste.Power:
The main colour of his fur is a lush dark, midnight blue, dark as the moonless night. But not black, the sky is never black. (This is not an attempt to loophole the black-ban, it is a dark blue but is clearly still a shade of blue.) It is also flecked with long stripes of intertwined silver and grey. His hind legs have this colouration as socks and his muzzle is cupped by the same pattern, this giving him the impression from his appearance that he is older than he is. This however just adds to his authority which radiates from the great male with every single movement he emits.
He wears a black and gold pinstripe fedora, a chain with two rabbits feet around his neck and a gold ring with the family insignia engraved into hit on the ring digit (finger) of his right paw. This insignia shows a wolf, leaping up into the air spreading out four wings, two great bat-like wings, two, much smaller, subordinate wings, the tail flecked upwards to kick off for a fast flight.
(The form for these items is currently awaiting approval in the shop.)
He has the ability, using his mind to create illusions. As he has grown he has continued to develop and further improve this ability and as a result, at his current age he is fairly gifted with this talent. The illusions would move to the wishes of his mind and so he has very little limits on what he can conjure. The illusions are amazingly realistic and even the most skilled eye would have to apply themselves to notice the fakes, those that work with seeing the mind might have an easier task on their paws but there’s no guarantee of this either.Eyes:
If he were to create a coil of rope that tied around your leg and you tugged at it, the rope would go taunt but not break, like any ordinary rope, as this would be his will. If you chose to bite it off it would either break like normal or, if he was trying to alarm you and to mess with your head, even to the extent of braking you, I might do nothing.
Intertwined with his illusion ability is that of changing the appearance of an object, this is more limited as it is altering what is seen of already existing matter and thus larger objects require more energy and skill. But he could easily make a rat look like a pear and in ever sense it would appear to be a pear, smell, sight, touch but if you bit into this fruit you would still be chewing rat. This you’d become aware of as soon as the rat/pears body was torn and the blood leaked out instead of fruit juice. If he wished to torment further he could exert himself to keeping up the form of a pear, this would be a lot harder but just possible if he’s in a good state.
As this is something the vast majority cannot see as his doing it is often believed this wolf has no power, this suits him just fine as the added chill of realising you’ve pushed your luck too far and that now your trapped appeals to those if his victim has truly deserved this torture.
Finally, this power is passed down genetically and thus it was one his father also possessed though it can skip members as all genetic can or lay dormant for longer than before. But after all, you were not accepted as the next heir if you did not have this ability, even if you were the oldest son.
The downfalls of such a power are as follows:
To use it requires exerting himself mentaly and so continuous use of such a power would tire him out and as a result he would suffer dificulties in any task involving extensive thought depending on the exremeties of the length to wich he used his power. If he really overused it even basic thoughts would cause head pains as his brain would be exhausted.
Also as its created by his thinking of it, telepathic wolves would have a much greater chance of seeing through it by reading its creation in his mind.
The iris of his eyes are a divine and radiant orange around the edges, the colour melting inwards without harsh lines but simple flow of colour where they intertwine with an equally beautiful yellow. The pupil is a little more ellipsed with points at each pole like that of a feline, but not by much. Sometimes, and this seems to be effected predominantly by emotion, there is a small line of light green that surrounds the pupil at times.Wings:
His wings are not always shown as he can summon and dismiss them at will, he rarely shows them as their state is one of shame. All that remains is the skeletal form, the bones. Except on the left wing where there are some shredded remains of the brown leathery skin that once covered the great wings he once possessed.Personality:
He is one of the most chilling minds you will encounter and no matter his phrasing it is prone to sending shivers through another. He is kind, and has good intentions at heart having learnt a lot from watching his fathers mistakes, even form a young age he would secretly criticise and shake his head at the ridiculous notions the male had come up with, often based on his temper and sometimes, over quick decision making. He is in fact a lot like his mother in the sense that he doesn’t do deliberate damage to others but nor is he avertedly nice, he instead does what he can for his Family for they are what he has been brought up to see as his main priority.History:
He adores almost everyone he meets providing they know their place, but has a particular soft spot for cubs as he is amazed by their honesty and the theories that they can sprout out of god knows what depths of their minds.
Upon greeting a new person he would walk slowly towards them, his body literally soaked through with his contemptuous authority, his words however sincere would sound snide and icy with the hint of a private joke and he would then often proceed to lick the crown of their head with a freezing tongue and continue the conversation.
His life had, in all honesty been a simple one, and pleasing at that. There were no mass murders, famines, disowned members. Well none of the latter that he had been alive in.Other:
He had been born second however his older brother had died in the womb and thus no emotional loss was felt by Chopin. As a result he was happy with his life, he was the oldest and the older of himself and his sister, Derra. Both of whom displayed the mental illusionists abilities. As a result the two of them grew happily together, both mastering their power to see who could freak out the other more, as a result she was quite likely his equal. One trick did however lead to her fear of butterflies.. The games he and Dares played often left the other three pups isolated but despite this they all got on well enough, arguments and bickering commonplace but harmless enough.
As he grew older he started to wish for more, he had sat with his sister and the two of them scoffed at their fathers Useless attempt to be a good ruler. This improved their speed and agility as he often chased them away when he caught them, humiliated and angered by their arrogance. This was when mother would praise them the most, adoring her little demonic replicas. They always made her flowers and then set them alight, the dancing flames a wonderment to the fae.
A little more than a year ago however, their father died. It was one of those tragedies made heroic by the stupidity of it all. At least this was Chopin’s thoughts. Though his grandfather was still alive he was too old by now to take the post and so it was Chopin’s turn, he stood up and met his ceremonious festival by wish he became true head of the Family.
Ever since that day he has ruled his Family in accordance with the ideas of both himself and his sister, he removed a lot of his fathers ridiculous ideas and replaced them with some he considered a great improvement. He wished for the family to be happy. If they were happy they had no reason to mutiny (at worst) and this was what he ultimately wished to prevent. Though his youth and sudden gain of the role showed up at times this young male was proving himself capable more and more each day that passed.
With his sister at his side, the two of them coming up with their great plans the great Family Kumori seemed unstoppable. After all, the great minds of both a woman and a man in unison seemed to cover all needs of the family and thus this is where we are now, with one small difference:
"These lands, the Kumori Plains, are now joined with the Misuteriasu Mountain Packlands. Loners now traverse across lands that are claimed and must report to Lucid before doing anything more. Any challengers, please feel free to lead yourselves to your deaths. Any who wish to join the most powerful pack or join the leagues of the strong, speak with Lucid or Mira. These lands are now claimed for the Mountains and any challengers will be duly killed on he spot."
The main text will appear in black & his speech in orange.Parent Description:
In reference to Rank, the plot details I've been awaiting confirmation for from Sway and PunkWolf will determine it but he is of the Kumori Family Mafia of the Kumori Plains, he does not wish to join any pack but will negotiate terms with Lucidity of Mitsuteriasu. (Plot plans)
Finally some pics for him.
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His sister Derra. Derra is wild, this is probably the best single word for her. She is fun loving and loves speed and adrenaline. She does however have the intelligence that allows her to (65% of the time) think 1st and ask questions, do actions later. She is sarcastic but not to a degree of bitterness that makes her vile to experience, just fun. She will laugh and jest and though she can laugh at herself she won‘t nor will she tolerate another doing so.
Her smile is charming and winning, showcase quality. She is terrified of butterflies. She gets along super with her brother. They are perfect together with latterly next to no fights, the perfect complimentary duo to run a Mafia. She has a soft spot she doesn‘t show but not in the sense of being withdrawn or bottled up, she‘s to carefree to bother with it until the right wolf comes along. She‘s adventurous so though she‘d probably ultimately want a male, flirting with the fae‘s is nothing new to her.
She is also proving very difficult to describe (and this suits her perfectly) but this is what I have so far. Colour wise she is of average size, flourescent pink predominatly but doesn't mind this despite her complete tomboyish attitude. She has bright sky blue markins and they are flecked with silver streaks like Chopin's but she also has markings of gold.
His father was, as he is now, the ruler of a long line of wolves that went back generations to form what is now the Mafia of Kumori Plains. He was cruel and decisive, set in his ways by the ideology of his own father who had once ruled and has now passed on to the Paradise.Mate: None yet but he is looking for one whom he will love devotedly.
He was huge, large enough to almost oppose Lucidity himself but now he too has passed and as a result, at a younger age than most his son has been entrusted with the honour of the next Mafia king. His fur was Silvery-Grey and flecked with the odd golden hair that made him a true jewel of a mate as was his looks. His personality conditioning however lost him a desirable few femmes.
His mother was arrogant and this shines through in her eldest son, it was from her that the eyes found their way into his skull and he radiated her personality so perfectly. She wasn’t necessarily kind but she was fair and she was of good size. In love with danger she adored her mate for the challenge of such that his personalities presented along with the disapproval of his father. Her fur was light blue with pink stripes but despite this odd, feminine tigress-zebra patterning she was vicious whenever she was crossed.
A fae, to be feared.
Pups: None yet, again he wishes for them dearly.
Zodiac Sign: Aries