Post by Aussie_Evy on Jun 29, 2011 1:10:51 GMT -5
:: Evan J Maddoc ::
Basics![/i][/color]
:: NAME: Evan Maddoc
:: AGE: 17
:: BIRTHDAY: October 11, 2013
:: GENDER: Male
:: SEXUALITY: Bi (leans more toward males)
:: LOCATION: Island
:: LANGUAGES SPOKEN: English, and a small amount of Japanese
:: SPECIES: He's a mutt, primarily Dingo.
Appearance!
:: EYE COLOR: Orange-yellow with a dark orange pupil.
:: HAIR: Reddish gray-brown with lighter and darker spots through out it. Yes, It's a natural color for him, no dyes.
:: HEIGHT: 6 foot even
:: WEIGHT: around 150-175 pounds of pure muscle.
:: TATTOOS & PIERCINGS: none
:: GENERAL APPEARANCE: Evan is tall and thin, but all muscle. This male's smooth golden-brown pelt is darker on his ears, the bridge of his nose, his back, the top of his tail, his feet up to his ankles, and his hands up to his elbows. These slightly darker areas are covered in spots that stay mostly on those dark areas. Evan is a tall male who likes to show off his body, so he is often shirtless. He does, however, wear pants. These are parachute pants that are tight, but low, at the hip and wide enough to cover his shoe-less feet completely. Glow-sticks of every color are tied where ever they fit on the pants, which range in color from pitch black with green trim to dark blue with neon blur trim.
Fun Fact: Even Evan's tongue is spotted. It's a gray-pink with faded blue-black spots.
Personality!
:: LIKES: raving, music of almost every kind, having someone to rave with, night time
:: DISLIKES: the day time, rap, party poopers, rude people, and ANYONE who is rude or cruel toward a female.
:: HABITS: Evan sleeps all day and is up all night, so his job, along with his raves, were night-time things. He does enjoy dangerous things, so he's a thrill seeker. Evan used to be part of underground fighting rinks. He did it to let of steam and the closely monitored fights are fun, just like boxing in a way.
:: STRENGTHS: He has quite a bit of them. Fighting, respectfulness, gentleness, protectiveness....these are also his weaknesses depending on how you use them.
:: WEAKNESSES: Lack of self-control, quick to anger, always tricking others, etc, etc..
:: OVERALL PERSONALITY: Respectful: You will never find a more respectful and kind-hearted male. Evan is always respectful of others, especially females. The only time this is not true is when he's fighting. Then he can be a little rude. Otherwise, however, he is always trying to help those who need it, no matter who they are.
Flirtatious: Evan is a flirt. He'll flirt with any female and openly gay or bi males like himself. This golden male is a hopeless romantic who'll give a rose to a girl and swoon over a male. Sweet talk is a regular part of his ways and they are well thought out words, even if they are cheesy sometimes. Evan always has and always will say only what he means.
Partier: Raves are almost the only thing this dog lives for. Evan goes out every night that he's not working to rave, and he's darn good at it, too. He's a bit of a show off at times, though, cause he'll do a one handed hand-stand and swing his glow-sticks around or he'll do a really hard jump-style routine. Speaking of routines. Evan's a dance instructor, who teaches anything from the rave dances to ballroom and even the exotic kind, although that is more rare than others.
Fighter: Yes, Evan likes to fight. He is often quick to anger, as his dominant breed usually is, and can be found in underground tournaments and such to let off steam or just mess around. Despite all of that, though, Evan refuses to hit a girl, no matter what she does to him. He won't even fight in front of one. No, instead, if there's a female around, Evan leads the other male into a more private place to fight, so that the female doesn't have to watch. And, even thought he's skinny, Evan packs one heck of a punch when he wants to.
History!
:: MOTHER: Alecia Gothrow
:: FATHER: Jonnathin Maddoc
:: SIBLINGS: Heaven H Gothrow ~~ Step-brother
:: SPOUSE: none yet
:: CHILDREN: none
:: PETS: A cat by the name of FurBall
:: HISTORY: Evan's parents were human and they ridiculed him once he had gotten his surgery at the very young age of 13. He was out on the streets for a year before he was chased by a gang of hateful humans who wanted to kill him. He very nearly did die, and is terrifyed of humans because of this. Evan knew that he had to leave the city or he'd be killed, so he scrounged up the money for a fairy to the most secluded place he could think of, an Island.
Evan landed on the island at the young age of 14, and even though he loves to be social, he spent another year and a half hiding from the other furs and scavenging his food. Evan still wears pants with his old, dead glow-sicks on them, but he's getting closer to growing out of them and having to ditch his pants altogether. It was only in the recent year or so that he started talking to the one or two wanderers on the island. Evan hopes to, one day, be able to be a part of the village on the island. Until then, he stays hidden on a secluded part od the beach, fishing, watching the waves, and practicing old rave dances like the shuffle, tektonik, spinning, and jumpstyle.
Out Of Character!
:: YOUR NAME/ALIAS: Evy
:: YOUR AGE: 17
:: CONTACT: Undisclosed
:: ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE: Years. Lordy...I've been rping since I was 12!
[:: OTHER CHARACTERS: None now, might add one later.
:: ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE: This is from facelessrabbits.proboards.com. My username on that site is Lefferty.
A big gentle male loped past the bushes, pausing to look up at the beautiful clear blue sky and bright warm sun. "Ah. Father Sun has blessed this day with warmth." He muttered to himself. The ginger splotched buck was huge and the nicked up ear did nothing for his appearence. He was, however, one of the most gentle bucks in the warren, and was obviously no threat despite his size.
The buck, Lefferty, blinked, noticing a small doe near the river. He stepped closer, still hidden until he knew who it was. Then there was a snap and the big white-and-ginger male paused, silently cursing himself for being so big. Lefferty smiled at the familiar voice of his Suzerain. "I'm sorry If I startled you, Seventh." Lefferty stated respectfully as he stepped from the bushes. "I was walking by and didn't recognize you from behind. When I tried to get closer, the twig snapped."
The buck licked his paws and groomed the pieces of leaf and twig from the bushes out of his ears as he awaited Seventh's reply. The smaller doe had a great deal of respect from Lefferty and he made sure to show it whenever he spoke with her. The ginger-and-white buck hadn't had been around a leader who showed so much...erm...leaniency toward those under her and, to tell the truth, he was amused by how much courage she had. There were many large rabbits in her warren, and yet she gave orders just as confidently and kindly as she would to any other rabbit.
"It's a beautiful day, it is." He smiled gently, his amber eyes showing only respect and kindness toward the doe before him. Lefferty stepped up to the river and took a drink himself before looking up again at his Suzerain.
Credits!
TEMPLATE MADE BY .:margie:. WHO SPENT A LOT OF HER TIME AND HARD WORK MAKING IT. PLEASE DO NOT STEAL OR SHE WILL SEND AN ARMY OF HUNGRY WEREWOLVES TO EAT YOU UP!]
