Post by rojo on Dec 7, 2012 18:27:16 GMT -5
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“Don't judge a book by it's cover.”[/center]
ROJO RESINARO
Nicknames: Just Rojo.[/size][/blockquote]
Gender: Male.
Age: Young adult. (Four years)
Species: Lion.
Homeland: He has yet to join the Pridelands.. He is kind of an outcast of the Outlands. So no pride right now.
Rank: Loner.
Quick Description: Red-brown fur, black mane, blue eyes.
Full Description:
He is a strong, muscular lion with long, sturdy legs. He has a broad chest which is covered in his thick, scraggly mane. His eyes are blue like the ocean, a dark blue that is unlike Nala's and unlike most seen on the savannah. In fact, his eyes are such a dark navy blue at a distance they appear black. They reflect a teal blue in the darkness, and seem to see right through you.
Red-brown fur adorns his body, with longer, lighter tan-red fur on his chest. It also stretches to his underbelly and his paws. His mane and tail tip are a deep black color, with hints of red mixed in. It is thick and scraggly, with knots in it often times but at appears intimidating just the same.
His body is riddled with scars, he has a deep scar that is most noticable across his chest. He has big, powerful paws yet has a weakness. Due to so many battles as a teenager he has an injury to his rib cage. Despite this he will still take on anyone who threatens him.
Personality: At first glance, one would assume a few choice words about him. Menacing. Power hungry and vicous. Horrid. But none of these are true of his true persona. Despite having been in so many fights as a youth, he still has a soft heart and a fairly kind soul. He does not trust easily, but when he does gain a friend you can count on him to have their back through thick and thin.
Loyal beyond all belief, strong willed yet a gentleman at heart.. He is a good friend to those he cares about. Deep down he wants a mate one day, though he knows that he scares off half of the prospect females just by showing his face to them. If one can see past his scars and horrid past, they might find a nicer lion then they first judged him to be.
Still, if you get on his bad side he can turn to a real enemy. It takes a lot to get there, but if you do you can count on him to haunt you till the day you die. This could only happen if they killed someone he loved or hurt them physically or very badly emotionally.
An otherwise loving soul, he is trying to change what others think of him.. After all, one should not judge a book by its cover. One should give any lion more then just a passing glance and maybe even.. A second chance.
Goals: He looks to accomplish leading a pride as one of the top things.. However closely matching this would be finding a mate and having cubs. He does have dreams like anyone, and one of those would be to find someone who can see him for the real lion he is, not what his horrid past, rough scars and rugged looks make him out to be.
History: He was born to Kala and Minut. They became outsiders when they were young, or so he imagines. They met in the Pridelands, fell into a lustful relationship and became slaves of the outlands. They were not the most loving parents, having never wanted a cub. She grew to somewhat favor her cub as he grew inside her, perhaps even love it. But once she had heard she was pregnant she panicked and was given an ultimatum.. Give up the baby or die. She hastily decided to give up the baby when it was born. So once she went into labor, she gave birth to a single cub.. He was left to drink his share of milk. She had few moments to bond with him before he was given to another lioness who had just given birth.
Growing up he was not well cared for. His foster mother left him on his own. So he was left to do his own thing, and boy did that get him into trouble. From the start other, bigger lions, picked on him. As a cub he was defenseless, and though his real mother tried to stand up for him, she was restrained and killed while doing so. He never knew her, nor did he want to know her for what she had done.. Giving him up like a piece of meat. So as he turned into a teenager he started to rebel against the fights.
He started to fight back, gaining cuts and bruises that soon turned to scars. His biggest fear was dying in one of these fights.. But as he grew stronger and tougher the fear faded. One day he learned of his past, how his mother had tried to stand up for him. Confused and alone, he had no friends.. He went on with the remainder of his childhood fighting for freedom, fighting to fit in. Eventually, he had had enough.
As he turned to maturity, he challenged the leader to a death match. As the battle was accepted and the seemingly merciless leader fought to kill him, he found that he had him at the throat and ready to kill. But instead of killing him, he let him up and banished him from the outlands, threatening death if he ever showed his face again. Now, being alone and more vulnerable then ever, he learned to forgive his past and mother.. And try to start over.. To be a gentleman was something he learned quickly, he soon started having dreams of finding a mate and starting a family.. But more then that, a pride.. A place to fit in. But will it ever come true? Time will tell.
Author Alias: Stephanie.
RP Experience: 8 years.
How You Found Us: Old member.
RP Sample:
The sun was slowly rising over the horizon as the trumpet of the elephant echoed across the land. The yipping zebra thundered across the puddles left from a previous rain, birds flying overhead and some resting on the elephants tusks for an easy ride. Turkey vultures ran to escape being trampled by the mighty elephants who thundered across the border. Wildebeast thundered past in sheer numbers, as gazelle seemed to float by in their merrily jumping ways.
It was to be a happy day, one that would be remembered for all time. King Kovu and queen Kiara had just been married, and they had an annoucement. All prideland creatures from far and wide were welcome to come hither and pay their respects to their majesties.
One lion cub prowled forward from the outlands, looking on with his own curiousity. He ran past the big elephants, past the loud zebra and the monkeys who were swinging on vines.. The pink flamingos sqwauked at him as he went between a pair of them who were standing close together. "Oops, sorry!" He called with a nervous laugh. He came closer to where King Kovu stood over the land atop Pride Rock. His rugged mane billowing in the wind. Simba came up behind, with Nala at his heels. But where was Kiara? She was not there! Rafiki came forward, something bundled in his arms.
"Today we announce with joy that Kiara is pregnant... And yet as her pregnancy comes to an end there can only be great sadness... " Came Simba's voice. Kovu took a step forward. "Kiara has died in labor of a cub."
The gasps of the prideland animals came from everywhere. The young cub could feel the tears at the back of his eyes. Had this been planned by his pride? Was this.. his fault? He looked back up and ran back towards the outlands, not listening any further. He only took one look back to catch a glimpse as the cub was presented.. What would the future hold for the pridelands?