Post by ry2yo on Nov 3, 2011 4:38:51 GMT -5
Application Lyrics are of Mad World. Credit of the lyrics go to Mad World
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* ASHER matthew CORVEN !
[/size]Full Name: Asher Matthew Corven
Nicknames: Ash
Codename: Wolf
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Birthday: December 5th
Species: Mutant
Orientation: Heterosexual
Status: Single
Face Claim: Bam Margera
Student/Professor/Occupation: Student at the X-Manor
Which side are you on?: Xmen
Abilities: He has the ability to shift into a wolf, and withstand any climate.
Ability Limits: He can't always control when he shifts, high stress may either cause him to change without his consent or may prevent him from changing.
Character: Original
Eyes: Blue, almost innocent
Hair: Shaggy, brown and very unkept
Body Type: Atheletic
Weight: 145
Height: 5'10
Flaws: His chest has scars from fights while in wolf form, those don't always go away.
Favorite: Eyes
GENERAL APPEARANCE---
At first glance he looks like any old thug you'd see on the street. He doesn't care much to impress anyone with how he dresses, he never has and he never sees a time where he ever will. He isn't obsessed about being clean and you'd think by the way he dresses he's probably never seen the inside of a shower, but he keeps cleaner than most. He just isn't a big fan of being dirty and when he gets that way it's mandatory he cleans as soon as he possibly can.
While he doesn't care how he looks to others, that doesn't mean he don't put forth an effort to look somewhat human. He keeps his hair short enough to stay out of his face and show he is indeed a man, but he doesn't really care for brushing or keeping it 'made up'. He usually just allows it to fall where it wills and doesn't mind it either way, anyway it's usually covered up with a cap of some sort when he just wants to keep the world away.
He tends to keep an anti-social look about him, but he isn't really that bad, and in fact can come off charming to a small few, a very small few.
He has tattoos galore, most gotten on a whim. Very few have much meaning to him but the ones that do he doesn't talk much about. He's very private like that and doesn't open up to most about such things. They were meant for him, not the world.
Wardrobe: He likes to wear whatever fits, clothes don't matter much to him as he figures if you're going to judge him by what he is wearing then you're obviously too shallow of a person for him to want to be bothered with.
He will wear hats if it's cold out or he wants to be alone, in a small way he thinks it shields him from the rest of the world and sends off a 'leave me alone' message most people usually get. The same goes with most his outfits they are dark and never very cheery giving the 'leave me alone' message loud and clear. He figures if he comes off dark and scary he won't be messed with.
It could be summer or winter and he will have a coat on, temperatures don't bother him much, he could be topless in a snow storm and not even notice or care. Being able to stand any weather helps keep his options open with clothing.
He has a ring he never takes off, and if asked about it, will simply place his hand in his pocket and change the subject. It isn't something he likes being bothered about. But he will continue to wear it no matter who asks what or why, it's almost as if it's become part of his body.
The Likes:
- Music
- Fighting
- Drawing
- Women
- Scaring people
- Being a wolf
- Winning
The Dislikes:
- Losing
- Water (can't swim)
- Egotistical know it alls
- Rules
- Being locked up
- Being unable to control when he changes
The Fears:
- Never being able to change back to human
- Being alone forever
- Being captured
- Again, water
The Hopes & Dreams:
- To be in full control
- To find the perfect person
- To not rely on anyone for anything
Strengths:
- Speed
- His senses
- His guarded nature
- People allergic to dogs
Weaknesses:
- Large areas of water
- His bleeding heart that he tries to hide
- His temper
- His ego
GENERAL PERSONALITY---
Due to his awkward past, Asher keeps to himself a lot. He will open up and try to make and maintain friends but the simplest things will set him off in either a way that will anger him, or just cause him to shut down. He doesn't intentionally try to be rude to everyone it's just the way he became over time. He's learned to accept it and figures everyone else should as well. When he does find a friend he sees worth keeping he will do anything needed to keep this person happy and safe, if he finds anyone messing with them he has been known to attack. But when it comes to defending himself, he tends to go overboard and not even know it.
He's a romantic, and can't control it.. He has a horribly flirting problem even though he doesn't want to. He isn't into relationships, at least that's what he says. While he would love one, he tries to keep people from getting that close for fear something will happen either to them, or between them.
He does have a few anger issues, but he is good at not taking them out on the wrong person. Such as a woman, he would never attack a woman unless it was to save his own life or the life of someone else, and even then he wouldn't have an easy time doing so, and would feel guilty about it for weeks afterward. Men however, he just loves staring fights with. He blames it on his animal self, but even if they have done no wrong to him, he will start a fight with someone just to have one. He might not even hate the person, hell he might like the guy, doesn't matter he'll piss him off to the point he will want to fight. And if Asher doesn't win the first time, he'll just try again later. He will continue trying, every day, every week if he must until he has at least one victory over his opponent. Again, something he blames on his animal side.
The wolf in him, is very laid back and mischievous. Almost as bad as the human in him. The wolf is where most his anger issues come from, and often time take over.
Mother: Eliza Corven - Deceased
Father: John Corven - Deceased
Sibling(s): Drake Corven - 24 - Unknown
Hometown: Austin, Texas
GENERAL HISTORY---
Asher was born into the most normal home you could ever imagine. His mom was a stay at home wife and mother, and loved the job, while his father did business work and brought home a pretty check every week. Asher and his Brother were just like any other siblings, they had their differences but all in all got along very well. Drake took good care of Asher and Asher stayed out of trouble and would take the fall for his brother whenever he needed the help. It was as normal as anything could be, for the short time it was.
Drake began changing, slowly, sneaking out every night allowing Asher to cover for him every time. Ash never once questioned where his brother was going, but would ask to go every night, and every night the same answer was no. Time went on and these nights became more frequent until Asher couldn't keep his parents from knowing, because some nights Drake just wouldn't come home.
Things would only get worse from there, as Asher himself noticed change, he would get violently ill and angry for no reason and at the most random moments and no one knew why. They all assumed it was just teenager issues and let it be. But Drake kept an eye on Asher as if he was waiting for something worse.
And worse came when the boys were walking home from school and were approached by the usual bullies they'd avoided. They were attacked and while Drake was putting up a good fight Asher could no more then try to escape. When he was caught, the usual passing anger in him turned worse and the crowd of boys that had intended on kicking his ass were now running, leaving Asher confused as to why he'd grown shorter, and worse, his hands were now paws. He did the only thing he could think of and ran away hoping he would wake up and it would be a dream.
He wasn't sure how long he had been out, or when he had passed out but he woke up normal again, to a pitch black sky. He wondered home and was greeted at the door by his brother who quickly drug him to his room and showed the reasons he'd been leaving at night. His brother was a shape shifter as well, only he could become any animal he pleased. This was all too much for Asher, who still just wanted to wake up. But his brother would have none of it. As far as Drake was concerned they were Gods now and had no need for the pathetic mortal family they were given.
That night he allowed Asher to follow him to where he'd been going. It was an old warehouse full of teens just like them, all angry and full of powers far worse than the ones he and his brother had. Drake explained to Asher how pleased he was his brother turned out to be one of them, because then he could be spared the horrible fate of the humans. Asher was confused at what 'fate' he could be speaking of but let it go. He just wanted to go home and find a cure. But that wouldn't be an option.
Soon enough the fate was revealed that this 'group' of young mutants had planned to kill every human they encountered, starting with the ones who damned them in the first place, their parents. Asher pleaded with Drake who would hear none of it, as he shifted and raced home. Asher shifted as well, but new to the form couldn't keep up with his brother and arrived too late.
Worried he'd be blamed, and with Drake long gone Asher did the only thing he was sure of and ran away.
He lived on the streets, taking shelter with people nice enough to give it to him for weeks at a time, he even spent months in the forest, living as a wolf. But in the end, he followed a friend to this school, where he now stays.
Alias: Ry still... I like that..
Age: 105
Gender: Male
Rules: Yush
RP Experience: Two Weeks
Where did you find us?: Proboards
ROLEPLAY SAMPLE---Remy wondered the back ally, kicking boxes aside half way hoping for something interesting to catch his eye; but alas it was a boring day. The sky was gloomy and most suckers were indoors somewhere hiding from the immanent rain. He wondered out to the sidewalk passing shops and people running to avoid the rain. Remy stopped in front of a poplar coffee shop where he used to do his best scams before the owner figured him out and banned him. He smirked as the man in the window picked up the phone, threatening to call the police again. Remy simple laughed and walked off. If anything he made that place popular! They owed him!
He continued his stroll down the street till he came upon another ally way. Down it was a cardboard box set up almost like a lemonade stand. It was swaying slightly in the wind and the water from the ground had began to turn it's cardboard foundation into mush. Remy looked closer to see a homeless man with a cap of money shuffling cards. He couldn't help but smile as he strolled up to the man. "Aye now, ya wouldn' be making gamblin' deals now would ya?" He asked he older man who had stopped shuffling.
The man stared him down for a moment "not with your kind!" He spat harshly, continuing to look him up and down.
"Aw, now c'mom. No need to be rude..." Remy purred, plucking one of the cards from the man's hand and charging it so it began to glow a bright red and hiss lightly. The man's eyes widened as he bolted from the ghetto little stand, leaving behind his money and other good in his fearful dash. Remy playfully pouted as he watched the man run. "Pity.." He grabbed the cash and pocketed it before lightly tossing the card back on the deck, igniting the whole stand.
"Ah well, guess I should find me a new playmate.." He smiled and blissfully walked away from the wreak, ten dollars richer.
