Post by Bex on Jan 15, 2009 13:29:30 GMT 12
Name: Peter Handuras Baku Na Bec Lament Shantrique Manuel Janshra R. Finkir Hannibal Cannibal Anibal Peter Peter Peter Anigav
She claims to hate it when you call her by her full name
Age: A couple hundred years old.
Appearance Age: 21
Gender: Having no gender specific organs she is essentially neither male nor female. Despite this she claims to be masculine and often insists upon the personal pronoun "He" despite her feminine appearance.
Species: Houndsil
Height: 5'1
Voice: Young American Female
Sexuality: Despite her inability to mate or reproduce she has an intense interest in this subject. The affections and interactions of other races fascinate her.
Even though she knows she cannot be "attracted" to someone she does feel strong affection to some individuals. If she is indeed masculine this would make her homosexual since she tends to gravitate towards the males of every species.
Those who she does feel affection for she will "haunt" and use her ghostly powers to follow unrelenting no matter where they might go. As such she spends a lot of her free time haunting young men.
Occupation: Unemployed.
She has no need for money except to buy beer. Even though she can't "drink" she can gulp it down, swirl it around for taste, and spit it out.
Appearance
Fur Color: She has beautiful mottled blue-gray fur,
Eye Color: Dark blue, almost black but not quite.
Body Type: Slender and clearly feminine with a slim waist. Though she does have unusually muscular biceps and six pack abs.
Clothing: She likes to wear jeans but rarely wears a shirt.
Personality: Peter is a very mischievous creature. Eccentric and super intelligent, she learns quickly but acts like a child. Life is too fun to be up tight. Living for hundreds of years she has seen a lot of pain and death making her desensitized to the whole thing. Life is a game to her, fun and exciting. Because of her attitudes towards others misery and life in general she is considered distant and uncaring to some. Fact, is she does care and if anything she probably has a better grasp on life then anyone else.
Peter is very affectionate to certain people. She can sometimes become obsessive over her unwilling "friends" and refuse to leave them alone.
She does not understand basic mortal concepts, such as tact. She will tell you exactly what she thinks and how she feels about you all the time.
History:
Peter was born in a graveyard. She still has the memory of her body's old life, before she herself came into being. The Houndsil before her was in love with a young man. The man was extremely beautiful and kind. The Houndsil knew she could never have him, but she loved him so.
She would follow him home everyday like a puppy and be by his side no matter where he went. It was a strong love, a true love. She knew this for she could not be physically attracted.
She loved this man no matter what the circumstances. Against all odds. They were best friends and inseparable. But all good things must come to an end and the young man died at the age of 71. After this the Houndsil could not stand life any longer and chose to die with him at his grave.
Weapon: Peter can use anything around her as a weapon and doesn't feel like bothering to carry one.
She claims to hate it when you call her by her full name
Age: A couple hundred years old.
Appearance Age: 21
Gender: Having no gender specific organs she is essentially neither male nor female. Despite this she claims to be masculine and often insists upon the personal pronoun "He" despite her feminine appearance.
Species: Houndsil
Height: 5'1
Voice: Young American Female
Sexuality: Despite her inability to mate or reproduce she has an intense interest in this subject. The affections and interactions of other races fascinate her.
Even though she knows she cannot be "attracted" to someone she does feel strong affection to some individuals. If she is indeed masculine this would make her homosexual since she tends to gravitate towards the males of every species.
Those who she does feel affection for she will "haunt" and use her ghostly powers to follow unrelenting no matter where they might go. As such she spends a lot of her free time haunting young men.
Occupation: Unemployed.
She has no need for money except to buy beer. Even though she can't "drink" she can gulp it down, swirl it around for taste, and spit it out.
Appearance
Fur Color: She has beautiful mottled blue-gray fur,
Eye Color: Dark blue, almost black but not quite.
Body Type: Slender and clearly feminine with a slim waist. Though she does have unusually muscular biceps and six pack abs.
Clothing: She likes to wear jeans but rarely wears a shirt.
Personality: Peter is a very mischievous creature. Eccentric and super intelligent, she learns quickly but acts like a child. Life is too fun to be up tight. Living for hundreds of years she has seen a lot of pain and death making her desensitized to the whole thing. Life is a game to her, fun and exciting. Because of her attitudes towards others misery and life in general she is considered distant and uncaring to some. Fact, is she does care and if anything she probably has a better grasp on life then anyone else.
Peter is very affectionate to certain people. She can sometimes become obsessive over her unwilling "friends" and refuse to leave them alone.
She does not understand basic mortal concepts, such as tact. She will tell you exactly what she thinks and how she feels about you all the time.
History:
Peter was born in a graveyard. She still has the memory of her body's old life, before she herself came into being. The Houndsil before her was in love with a young man. The man was extremely beautiful and kind. The Houndsil knew she could never have him, but she loved him so.
She would follow him home everyday like a puppy and be by his side no matter where he went. It was a strong love, a true love. She knew this for she could not be physically attracted.
She loved this man no matter what the circumstances. Against all odds. They were best friends and inseparable. But all good things must come to an end and the young man died at the age of 71. After this the Houndsil could not stand life any longer and chose to die with him at his grave.
Weapon: Peter can use anything around her as a weapon and doesn't feel like bothering to carry one.
