Post by mcdowell on Oct 23, 2010 17:23:37 GMT
Name:Drako
Nickname(s)/Title(s):
Age:adult
Gender:male
Species/Breed:Komodo dragon
Personality: he is a fighter at heart but is a sucker for the females ad young ones. he ca fight to the bitter end or talk his way out but ost seemed to want to fight him.
Description:he is bigger than any of his kind. he is the same normal color but has a birth mark in the shape of a dragon on his chest thats the color of fire.
Group:Alliance
History:he was born with his heads and was able to control them after many hours. he had fought all his life, killing so he wasn't killed. he grew bigger and bigger after every big battle and still does somewhat. As he grew larger he grew smarter and stronger. After so long and continues to battle he earned a reputation as a blood-thirsty killer which only heightened his rage he had built up. he now rarly fights due to few who stay long enough, so all he does is mainly think. he has done it so much that he can understand other creatures but unable to speak them at the moment. he had heard of the Alliance some ad was curious about it but still has no way of knowing if they would either accept him or try to kill him.
Power:sound and eletricity
Power Level: Level Two
Mutations:he has three sticken heads!
Roleplay Sample:Drako smells food nearby but also not food. his three heads look everywhere and give him advantage over others along with his natural powers. he shook his main head, which is in the middle, to clear his thoughts. what's wrong with me? his only true head thought. if a Komodo could have a sad expression then Drako's was more than sad, it was confused. ever since he could remember he had these heads but now he was beginning to think and, to his astonishment, reason. he growls with all three heads at once. he does't know whats going on but goes for the animal. he walks some then he lifts onto his muscular hind legs like a bear and looked around. he saw nothing but he knew sight wasn't always best.
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(ok i'll delete this very last part once i'm done and i mean done, just to say.ok not to be rude or anything but his power of sound i'll have to explain, but that i will do later as i rp if i ever do that is.)
Nickname(s)/Title(s):
Age:adult
Gender:male
Species/Breed:Komodo dragon
Personality: he is a fighter at heart but is a sucker for the females ad young ones. he ca fight to the bitter end or talk his way out but ost seemed to want to fight him.
Description:he is bigger than any of his kind. he is the same normal color but has a birth mark in the shape of a dragon on his chest thats the color of fire.
Group:Alliance
History:he was born with his heads and was able to control them after many hours. he had fought all his life, killing so he wasn't killed. he grew bigger and bigger after every big battle and still does somewhat. As he grew larger he grew smarter and stronger. After so long and continues to battle he earned a reputation as a blood-thirsty killer which only heightened his rage he had built up. he now rarly fights due to few who stay long enough, so all he does is mainly think. he has done it so much that he can understand other creatures but unable to speak them at the moment. he had heard of the Alliance some ad was curious about it but still has no way of knowing if they would either accept him or try to kill him.
discover your powers
Power:sound and eletricity
Power Level: Level Two
Mutations:he has three sticken heads!
and live your life
Roleplay Sample:Drako smells food nearby but also not food. his three heads look everywhere and give him advantage over others along with his natural powers. he shook his main head, which is in the middle, to clear his thoughts. what's wrong with me? his only true head thought. if a Komodo could have a sad expression then Drako's was more than sad, it was confused. ever since he could remember he had these heads but now he was beginning to think and, to his astonishment, reason. he growls with all three heads at once. he does't know whats going on but goes for the animal. he walks some then he lifts onto his muscular hind legs like a bear and looked around. he saw nothing but he knew sight wasn't always best.
before we take it away
Password:
(ok i'll delete this very last part once i'm done and i mean done, just to say.ok not to be rude or anything but his power of sound i'll have to explain, but that i will do later as i rp if i ever do that is.)