Post by ryuhawkeye on Feb 5, 2011 11:05:11 GMT -5
Name: Ryu Acura Hawkeye
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Orientation: Bisexual
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: jaguar
Appearance:
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Orientation: Bisexual
Guild: Assassins
Shapeshift Form: jaguar
Appearance:
Ryu is rather well built in his human form, with tight built muscles lining his torso, arms, and legs. But not in the way of a proffesional weightlifter, his body is more of that of a proffesional Canadian soccor player. His skin is caucasion and fair, darker than excesively pale, and lighter then darkly tanned, somewhere in the middle. He's roughly 6 Feet 3 Inches, give or take. On his back he has three parallel scars going down the center of his back to the right diagonaly, from a small incident in the woods behind his farm. His head is roughly tear drop shaped, with his chin more rounded off. His hair is medium length, straight, and dark brown. It's also rather soft and well tended for, with almost no split ends or knots. His eyes are a dark brown, much like his hair, and they practicaly scream out "THIS GUY HERE IS FREINDLY!!! (TO AN EXTENT!)". His arms are rather normaly portioned to his height, with basicaly no hair on them or the armpits at all...don't ask, it's what his ex got him in to...waxing...anyways, moving on. His wrists and hands are in good preportion to the rest of his arms, with rather strong grip. His arms have tightly lined muscles, but not bulgy until he flexes. His legs are rather long and thin, as stated earlier; a soccer player's body. He can run pretty far, and he's an active participant of "Parkour" so his legs and arms have to be strong and fast. On the underside of his right arm, just above the wrist, is a rather small version of the shifter's tatoo, but big enough to be seen and recognised by the naked eye. Ryu in his jaguar form is rather standard, a long, tall, agile and graceful slinking feline with slick black fur and yellow eyes. His fur is kind of medium-short, but pretty thick and soft. His muscles are also rather tight in his jaguar form, but slim like in his human form.Personality:
kaliterohsfilos.chatango.com/fullpix (Roughly him, minus the cat ears and tail, and depending on the situation, minus the blood and sword.)
Ryu is kind of hard to fit into a personality type, he can handle being alone and sometimes has his best memories when he's alone, but other times he just really needs to be with friends and hang out. He's easy to get along with, so long as you don't threaten somthing that he idealy wants or already has (Hint hint; lover). He's often careless, running into his problems head on, and can actualy be seen talking with ANYONE be it humans, Thieves, Assassins like himself, or any number of loners. He's often sarcastic, kind of that "British" humor. And he's unbeleivably loyal to the person he considders his boss or master, the way he was brought up. Or if you're just a fellow soldier, you have Ryu's "Carry you out wounded in the middle of a firefight on my shoulder" loyalty. Unfortunately that brings us to his bad side...he loves the dangerous side of life. I mean LOVES it. He'll jump out of an airplane with a snowboard taped to his shoes, a parachute, and a video camera, all just for the fun of it. He also over reacts alot...and he hates mimes. He's also a bit to sure of himself, and doesn't care if he dies or lives, which would explain his "Action junky" attitude. He's also not the most patient guy in the world, and has trouble with trusting people except the ones he grew up with.History:
Ryu was brought up as a country kid, raised on a farm, tending cows, pigs, horses, the whole shibang. His father started teaching him to ride horses at around eight years old, and how to hunt (With a bow or rifle) at about ten. He entered competitions for both, and alot of time got in trouble for not loosing well. With him it was always "Win or beat down the winner" So as you can imagine it didn't earn him many friends, but he had enough, Faith who lived down the road from him, and Jace who was Faith's girlfriend in highschool. Ryu was a rather inteligent kid, not genius smart, but he understood most of what was taught to him. His seccond language, the one spoken to often in his house was Greek, his mother always called him "Gios" which means son. Growing up on a farm, he was in the perfect environment to learn parkour from a young age, but many injuries followed, and he never gave up. At around 15 he took up guitar, and continues playing even now as a passtime.Sample:
The slowly setting sun cast a beautiful orange glow over the ranch as Ryu finished packing the last of his things into the back of his glossy black and chrome Ford F150. Ryu sighed a little as he finished securing the holds in the back, and turned, starting to slowly walk down to the horse stables. He did have to leave, but he wasn't going to leave without saying goodbye to Astra. The black mare let out a soft snort when ryu walked in, wearing a pair of fadded blue jeans and a white button up collar shirt along with a pair of white runners. He smiled and walked over, reaching his hand in and gently rubbing it over Astra's short, soft black fur on the side of his head, "Hey...how's my boy..."Other:
He smiled as he continued petting Astra, wishing desprately that he could take him to the city with him, "I'm going to miss you when I'm gone boy...We've had a great run, haven't we..."
Astra let out a low whinny as Ryu pulled his hand back and sighed, "I'm sorry I can't take you with me...take care of mom and dad for me" And with that, he turned and walked out of the stables. When he emerged from the stables and walked up to his truck, he smiled to himself. This was a new chapter in his life, and he was going to enjoy it. He looked at himself in the side mirror of the truck and quickly ran a hand through his soft dark brown hair, shining slightly in the orange light of the sun, rubbed his dark brown eyes quickly, then smiled again, before whispering, "Quit bawling you baby, you said your goodbyes, now let's get going. Shelpey awaits"
Ryu's not bad at either archery or rifle hunting, having gone out nearly every seccond weekend with his dad to hunt in the woods behind his ranch since he was ten. His favorite alchoholic beverage is whiskey, which, you did not hear from me, his father started giving him tastes at 14.