Post by Maximus Frost on Jan 10, 2012 20:24:26 GMT -5
The Basics
Name: Maximus Cold
Nickname(s): Max, Storm once everyone starts to notice him and his actions
Age: 22
Birthday: October 9th
Current job: Unemployed, on the run, steals to survive
Race: Shapeshifter, dragon
Special abilities: Is able to breathe fire
Court: N/A
Hair:His light black hair has natural dark brown highlights that come out brighter during the summer months. He's always outside though, so his locks never take on a dark shade. He keeps his hair short to keep it out of his eyes so he can pay more attention to the world around him. It has been longer at times, and he'll grow it a bit longer in the winter time to give him some extra warmth, or so he believes. It is quite long at the moment.
Eyes: Maximus' eyes are another story. They hold people captivated if he catches their gaze, and it's easily seen why. His eyes are a crystalline shade of blue, lighter than the lightest of blues. They can be called grey with flecks of blue and green within them, but they certainly are different than the normal eye colors. He hides his emotions from them at all times simply because he knows that that's a weakness. He doesn't like showing what he's feeling, and he has worked hard on keeping them inside of him at all times.
Physical Looks: Maximus is a rather striking individual, but he's very good at hiding his attributes. He has sharp facial features, but they are softened when he smiles, or actually looks happy. The young man comes off as a rather angry person simply because he is. Nothing has brought him happiness in this life, so why should he seem or act as if he is enjoying it? Maximus can be called handsome by many, but he never uses it to his advantage. His light black hair has natural drak brown highlights that come out brighter during the summer months. He's always outside though, so his locks never take on a dark shade. He keeps his hair short to keep it out of his eyes so he can pay more attention to the world around him. It has been longer at times, and he'll grow it a bit longer in the winter time to give him some extra warmth, or so he believes. Maximus' eyes are another story. They hold people captivated if he catches their gaze, and it's easily seen why. His eyes are a crystalline shade of blue, lighter than the lightest of blues. They can be called grey with flecks of blue and green within them, but they certainly are different than the normal eye colors. He hides his emotions from them at all times simply because he knows that that's a weakness. He doesn't like showing what he's feeling, and he has worked hard on keeping them inside of him at all times.
Maximus keeps himself fit because he knows he needs to be capable of fighting. He jogs throught the city streets every single morning, keeping himself as quiet as possible. It's a good training method for him as well, and he uses it to his advantage. He is able to keep his footfalls relatively silent, even at a dead run. He does what he can to keep his muscle mass, and even though he doesn't have a lot of food at his fingertips, he keeps his shape. If anything he's a bit on the thinner side, but who could blame him? To him, he's at a perfect weight for what he needs to do. For clothes, Maximus wears whatever he can find, and hopefully they are in dark shades to keep him hidden. His prefered color is black, and he'll wear navy or browns, as well as greens. He never clothes himself in bright or light shades though.
Dragon form:
Maximus' scales and eyes are the color of the onyx gemstone, though you can trace a little blue in his eyes much like the colour of thunder. The radiating blue aspect of his eyes resulted the nickname given to him by his father, Storm. The talons and spikes on his neck, back, and tail are bone-white. Hd has two serrated fangs that jut out of his upper jaw onto his bottom lip slightly, and like all dragons, has white, sharp, knife-like, meat-shearing teeth. His head is roughly triangular, and he also possesses four cheek spines, slightly curved horns, and forehead spines between his horns.
His body stature can be inferred as very aerodynamic and built for flying. Maximus is about 6 meters long, his wingspan extending up to 4 meters. His black colour makes him ideal for sneak attacks and along with his speed he comes as a rather valuable weapon. His body seems to be uharmed and without any wounds. That is far from the truth. If you trace his gentle and smooth skin you might find a few scars he has from trying to survive.
Character rep: Ian Somerhalder
Mentality
Attitude: Maximus can be a little hard to get along with because he's so stubborn. He doesn't like taking no for an answer, and he doesn't like listening to anyone, so he doesn't. He does his own thing on his own time, and he feels that is why he has kept himself alive for so long. It fills him with a sense of accomplishment, and that is never a good thing, because he can have a big head on his shoulders. He doesn't make rash decisions though, and is one that thinks a lot of things through. He doesn't like making mistakes, and he makes sure that there isn't a chance for that. He's a protector, and he'll put all others before himself, so you can't call him selfish in the least.
He has a bit of an anger issue though, and it can get the best of him at time. When he's involved in a fight, or anything else like that, he puts all of himself into it, and never gives up, even when he should. He doesn't go down very easily, even if he gets a few bad injuries. The scars on his body show that he never gives in, and he probably never will, even if he is captured. Maximus has an iron will, and his defiance is something that can't be matched. He has yet to admit his love for anyone, whether it be family or otherwise. He's a solitary person, and doesn't like being around others. He only has to worry about himself most of the time. But if someone else is in trouble, he'll be there without a doubt. He's brave, and sometimes stupid in his decisions, but he's working on that. Stealth is his greatest attribute, for he can sneak up on an enemy if the need be. It's hard for him to open up to people because he's an angry individual and doesn't want everyone knowing about him. He's infuriating and impossible at times, but believe it or not, he has a small sense of humor. And if you befriend him, you'll have a friend for life.
Goals: Stay alive, Find the one that killed his family and kill them.
Likes: Fighting, flying, shifting into his dragon form, breathing fire, success, whiskey.
Dislikes: Being alone, clumsiness, loud people, noise, fae in general.
Strengths: Speed, stealth, can turn into a dragon
Weaknesses: Protects others way too much for his own good, gets angry quite easily, still thinks of the past, doesn't do what he's told which results in another injury (mostly for him).
Fears: death, not being able to take revenge for his family.
Family
Parents: Markus(45) and Lilian (43)--- both dead.
Siblings: Chance (19)--- dead
Other family: None
Economic status: Middle class at first, now poor.
History:
Maximus was born as the eldest of two children to Markus and Lillian Frost. His birthday was on one of the windiest days in October ever known to the population, and yet his cries could be heard above the howls. His parents loved him to no end, and they did everything that they possibly could for him. He wasn't spoiled though, for they were a middle class family that managed to just get by on the salaries of both adults. Markus was was working at a construction business, and he was moving up quickly through the ranks. He was intelligent and strong, and he knew how to handle himself. Lillian was a nurse at the nearby clinic, but she had to take time to take care of her newborn. But she was well liked and actually loved by many of the patients and the regular staff.
The family seemed perfect with just the three, and the plan was to stop there. But then little Chance came along. She seemed to be what they were missing, and her birth four years after Maximus seemed to be a blessing. Maximus was getting involved in day care and other activities that all four year olds should be involved in, and now he had a baby sister to take care of as well. His father told him to always watch out for her, and Maximus promised that he would. As the pair grew, Maximus decided to join the army. There his potential was put to the test. Maximus was able to become a well known soldier and went back home three years later. The family was together once again and all was well. Not for long though.
Everything changed one night when the walls came down. When his whole world came down. Fae started to attack his home, when something incredible happened right in front of his eyes. His parents both transformed into dragons. Yes, huge dragons and joined the fray. Maximus, dumbfounded, didn't see his sister die from a song. Not until it was too late.
The impact this had on him was terrifying. The man's yelling transformed into a beast's roar before he flew to the skies to attack the creature below. Alas, the creatures had left. He landed and tranformed back to the man he once was. Next to him were the bodies of his parents and his sister.
That was the night that changed him, when the anger consumed him whole. Now, he fights against everyone he finds. He doesn't care about sides. The only thing he cares about is finding the one that killed them and feast on his flesh.
Anything else? None
Sample RP: A sharp chilly rain flew like blades along with the wind, piercing any open skin when someone left the safety of any kind of shelter. The skies overhead were a pale grey color, symbolizing a coming rainstorm, and perhaps colder weather, with more wind. The clouds were as grey as a stormy sea, or grey mashed potatoes, as it loomed over like an angry curtain. No sign of sun with the ability to breach the resisting converage. One would think any amount of clouds would be gone within a short time judging how quickly the wind was traveling. It had been raining all week, and though his hopes of a lack of rain on this very day had been crushed, Maximus managed to look optimistically upon the situation. As optimistically as he could, anyways, there wasn't much good to cold, or grey, or anything about the weather. But truthfully, he was a bit occupied at the moment.
Not so much occupied as he was distracted. He found his mind straying away from the chill. He had been running away from them, a few shifters that were trying to kill him. He had spent two days on the run from them so far. From what he could tell, he had reached the northern part of Dublin. He opened his mouth to drink a little bit from the rain. That's when it happened. He felt someone push him with force and before he knew it, he was hitting the muddy ground.
Standing up, he knew what had happened. He turned around to see the three animals that he hated the most. A grey wolf, an eagle and a fox looked at him. Shifting back to their humans forms, they smirked at him. "Little Maximus, you couldn't escape us for ever. Now, give us what we need." He looked at them. The face with once angelic features was now looking devilish like, the anger apparent in his voice as he spoke. "No! Never!" The others laughed. "You leave me no choice Maximus" one of them said, transforming into the grey wolf. The wolf lunged forward, as Maximus turned around only to fall once again, this time yelling in pain as the wolf bit his leg. The yelling stopped and a roar escaped his vocals. They had done it. They had awakened the beast.
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Behind the Scenes
(This part is purely optional - if you don’t want to fill it out, that’s perfectly fine =] )
Name: Michaelsss
Age: 19
How long have you been rping? 8 years
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