Post by Terenzio DeVito on Nov 26, 2008 16:38:15 GMT -5
Name: Corbeau Bontecou (Core-bow Bon-te-co)
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: Fox
Appearance:
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Orientation: Straight
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: Fox
Appearance:
Corbeau's Human Form:Personality:
Corbeau is just above the average height for his age, being 6 feet tall, and has choppy snow white hair that goes down to the base of his neck with the tips of every strand jet black. He has a strong jaw line that's easy to see. His skin is well-tanned, thanks to the farm. Also thanks to the farm is the lean muscle that covers his body. He constantly works out, to keep his muscles strong, and eats as healthy as he can with his tastes so that he can keep his body working like a well-oiled gun. His eyes are ice blue.
Also, he always wears a pair of bootcut faded blue jeans, black cowboy boots, and a white wifebeater with a collared black button-down shirt. He never buttons the top three, preferring to leave them unbuttoned. His Shifter's Mark is on his right calf muscle and is silver.
He has a southern accent that's not too strong, but not weak enough to be unnoticable. It just let's itself be known unless he's ranting about something, then it comes back full force.
Corbeau's Shifted Form: His fur is pure white except for the jet black streak from his pale pink nose to an inch from the end of his tail. His eyes are ice blue in this form as well.
Here's the drawn pic of him:
kiavanielkawolf.deviantart.com/art/Corbeau-102343765
Corbeau is fairly laid-back but he has a nasty temper when provoked that makes him show a completely different side of himself that he prefers to keep hidden. Needless to say, he has a split personality. The one he shows everyone, though, is fairly nice. He makes friends easily and tends to keep them when he makes them.History:
His other personality, however, is the exact opposite. It's sadistic, cruel, sly, and has no conscience, which makes him a terrifying enemy to have despite his small stature. It also takes advantage of any and all friends "Corbeau" has and uses them to his advantage. Corbeau hates it, so he represses it as much as he can. You can tell his bad personality is out when his eyes turn blood red with ice blue flecks. His mother, father, and siblings figured out the difference while he was too young to completely control it and so, whenever his eyes would turn red instead of the beautiful blue, they would steer clear of him until he turned back to normal.
His eyes could never lie about which personality was in control.
Corbeau was the first born out of all six of his siblings and, not unusually, was also the most dominant one. This didn't mean his siblings obeyed him or acknowledged it, though. They actually refused to even talk to him because of his difference and split-personality. They hated him with a passion because he was different from them. He hated this, but instead of becoming resentful, he merely let them be unless they picked on him, which they often did, and stayed with his father, learning how to hunt, fight, and just be successful in the art of tricking. His father had been a trickster before Corbeau's mother came along.Sample:
He grew up on a large farm with 300 acres of land, most of which was covered in trees. His family had several horse, cows, pigs, chickens and goats, all of which he and his siblings cared for. They also had several dogs and cats that ran around the property.
So it was no surprise that when he was 7 years old, he went out on a little excursion by means of horseback by himself, as per usual, and saw a grizzly. He didn't trust it, of course, but it caught his attention and made him curious. He would have watched it for a while if it weren't for the fact that it spooked his horse and made it rear, effectively throwing Corbeau off. His horse took off, leaving him behind with the bear. Corbeau, fearing for his life, got to his feet and tried to run away. It didn't work in his favor, though, and he heard the bear tearing through the brush after him.
To his horror, his foot got caught on a root as he was running and he tripped, panicking as he fell. He caught himself as he hit the ground and took off, not even realizing that he was now considerably smaller and could see, hear, and smell much better than ever before.
Much to his relief, he managed to get away from the bear. That was when he realized that he was not himself. He was a fox, a white one at that. Horrified, he let out a yowl and instantly clamped his jowls shut, his wide ice blue eyes terrified.
After that, he never spoke about it to anyone in his family and went out into the forest more frequently, getting used to his new for mand learning how to control it until he had it down to a "T".
A few years later, he got into a huge argument with his brothers and sisters and ran off before his personalities could switch and he killed them all. They switched anyways, though, and he raced blindly into the forest, not knowing where he was going.
He ran until he could no longer, and passed out under a tree in his fox form. When he woke a few hours later, well-rested and with a still blazing rage. His bad personality still in full control, he turned and headed back for home, fully intending to destroy his siblings. Each and every single one of them.
When he arrived back at his home, not only his siblings stood against him, but his parents also. They didn't recognize him, and so did not trust him.
"I'm Corbeau, you fools!" He had snarled at them, shocking them and making them gape. "And I'm sick and tired of being hated just because I'm different from you all!" After that, everything was a blur. He fought with his siblings and killed two of them soon after the fight started but his parents ran him off not long after. His other siblings died not too long after, one to infection and the other two from blood loss.
He never returned home, and instead wandered around, looking for other Shifters. His wanderings lead him to Shelpey Alley, where he's lived for three years now. He lives with foster parents that adopted him from the local adoption agency. They only know what he lets them know about him, though, which isn't much. He's not fond of them, to say the least, so he spends most of his time outside of his temporary living arrangements.
Corbeau growled low in his throat, his fur bristling, and snapped his jowls at the fox before him in warning. This new fox was on his territory and he was not happy about it. Snapping his jaws again, he took a step forward, towards the fox. If it didn't leave now...Other:
Lunging at the fox, Corbeau attacked it viciously, the other fox yowling and running away as soon as it got bit the first time. Snarling, Corbeau snapped his jaws once more before turning and stalking back to where his kill was. He had been eating when that fox had come along, acting like it was his territory.
He let out a furious bark when he saw a crow waddling towards his food, leaping at it and chasing it away. Quickly, he returned to his food and devoured it, not wanting any other animal to get to it.
Licking his muzzle clean, Corbeau looked around, straining his ears and nose, to make sure no humans were near by. Once satisfied that he was safe, he Shifted back to his human form and shook his hair out before looking around himself once more.
Well, since his eyes can't change color Rel and Toki helped me figure out another way to discern between his two personalities.
Good Corbeau will speak and be RP'd in regular white.
Evil Corbeau will speak and be RP'd in red.
I haven't decided yet whether or not I'm going to have his Shifted form be as small as it was on MWD, so for now he's bigger than the average fox.
He goes to school with the rest of the people his age.