Kyle, innocent
Jul 17, 2013 17:13:10 GMT
Post by dokugai on Jul 17, 2013 17:13:10 GMT
The Basics
Name: Kyle
Nicknames: Doesn’t really have one.
Looks
Kyle is a 14 year old human (?) boy, born in hard times. His skin is pale and smooth but suffers from scars and other wounds. The biggest scars are the two ones his back between his shoulder blades. With big icy blue eyes and blond middle long hair he’s not that easily unnoticed.
Personal Details
Normal personality: Kyle is a shy but tough boy. He could easily handle himself, and is not very comfortable other people or creatures other than Jay. Jay is a very important man in his life which he love like his big brother. He’s also slightly scared of and for Jay of obvious reasons. Kyle doesn’t talk much and hates to be a bother for others. He often thinks he’s a nuisance and that he can’t do anything as he is now. He tries his best to learn and to show more humanly emotions then what he was thought before.
Fighting personality: Kyle is very bad at close combats but can fight until he can escape if needed. He’s fast, as a runner and a thinker. But mostly he just fights until he can flee. Often is Jay who protects him and fights. He tries to help as best as he can.
Likes: Kyle loves chocolate, and not many know this but he actually really likes to read story books about old times.
Strengths: He’s a tough boy who can easily be learned new things. He can also deal with difficult situations very well as long Jay is not a part of it. He's also sensetive to other feelings that he can easiler then normal humans discover someones true intentions.
Weakness/Flaw: He thinks very bad of himself which might be why he’s not as strong as other boys on his age. He’s shy which holds him back from getting to know others. Even when he feel something is wrong he ofte dosn't act on it letting it stay inside his mind.
History:
Kyle was born in a world where dead people came to life, searching for living fresh meat to eat and cities were in ruins. He was like any other small boys on his age, happy, well taken care of and naïve to the world outside his house. The things he thought were strange was how he couldn’t be out for long and they often had little food. Slowly he learned that everything wasn’t like he had thought when a gang of people barged into their house and took his and his family’s home. They were left out on the dangerous wide street. What Kyle saw was shocking and traumatizing but his parents were always there to make him feel loved and protected. They struggled to get food more than ever and he learned early how to take care of himself and how to sneak by people and other creatures to steal food and other supplies for his parents and himself. One day he came back to see his parents slaughtered, blood running before his feet. Petrified and without knowing what to do he ran away from his problems, not wanting to know what happened. He was 8 years old. Two years later he was on the verge of dying of dehydration if it wasn’t for a group of people finding him.
They took care of him, gave him shelter, water and food. But quickly it turned into an illusion and his reality became of hard training, taking care of himself and abuse of all kinds. Three years after he had become a cold boy, with no care for others. He took advantages in other peoples death and suffering so he could get what he needed, be it food, clothes, weapons, ect. He even let people that cared for him die in his favor, just so he could live. But what for? That was a question he often asked himself. Was it worth it? Was he worth it? He became a boy insecure of himself. Given a phobia of being touched made him more unsociable and soft spoken. He kept shut and decided to run away even if life was in stake. And that’s where he meet Jay in all these mess, with not knowing how much things would change. Kyle is 14 years old.
Normal RP Sample
A pale boy, clothed in black entered the storage room. Today had been a good find. His blond hair softly swayed as he moved his head, his big ice blue eyes wandered around the big room only containing a thin futon and a blanket. He frowned his eyebrows, rubbing his forehead lightly before taking his beanie of. His hair were kind of thick but not very long. His bangs reached his eyes tho, hiding parts of his face. His black t-shirt was dirty from being outside for so long, even his shorts were a mess. He had a bag in his left hand, slowly letting it drop to the floor. As it hit the floor with a soft thud some food ran out. A piece of bread, some fruit and carrots.
But that was all, and he would probably not find anything in a week or two . But in this city it was a lot. It was a very good find. He stepped over to the futon, giving a light sighs from his soft thin lips he laid down on the futon. He was sleepy, tired and not that hungry now. His body thin and slender with almost no muscles at all. His knees were hurting as he had scraped them on his outside tour for supplies. Soon he would have to move from this place, how secure it was from the living dead he might soon be found by that horrible gang. A cold chill went down his spine as he thought about it, his jaw clenched tight, his knuckles tightening in the blanket. Damn it….Damn it all. Forcing his body to stop trembling and rather go to sleep he soon became too tired from himself forcing his body so much he fell in a deep exhausted sleep.
Fight Rp Sample
Kyle is more of a run awayer…
fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/017/6/a/alois_trancy___remember_by_llchaan-d37fstn.jpg
Name: Kyle
Nicknames: Doesn’t really have one.
Looks
Kyle is a 14 year old human (?) boy, born in hard times. His skin is pale and smooth but suffers from scars and other wounds. The biggest scars are the two ones his back between his shoulder blades. With big icy blue eyes and blond middle long hair he’s not that easily unnoticed.
Personal Details
Normal personality: Kyle is a shy but tough boy. He could easily handle himself, and is not very comfortable other people or creatures other than Jay. Jay is a very important man in his life which he love like his big brother. He’s also slightly scared of and for Jay of obvious reasons. Kyle doesn’t talk much and hates to be a bother for others. He often thinks he’s a nuisance and that he can’t do anything as he is now. He tries his best to learn and to show more humanly emotions then what he was thought before.
Fighting personality: Kyle is very bad at close combats but can fight until he can escape if needed. He’s fast, as a runner and a thinker. But mostly he just fights until he can flee. Often is Jay who protects him and fights. He tries to help as best as he can.
Likes: Kyle loves chocolate, and not many know this but he actually really likes to read story books about old times.
Strengths: He’s a tough boy who can easily be learned new things. He can also deal with difficult situations very well as long Jay is not a part of it. He's also sensetive to other feelings that he can easiler then normal humans discover someones true intentions.
Weakness/Flaw: He thinks very bad of himself which might be why he’s not as strong as other boys on his age. He’s shy which holds him back from getting to know others. Even when he feel something is wrong he ofte dosn't act on it letting it stay inside his mind.
History:
Kyle was born in a world where dead people came to life, searching for living fresh meat to eat and cities were in ruins. He was like any other small boys on his age, happy, well taken care of and naïve to the world outside his house. The things he thought were strange was how he couldn’t be out for long and they often had little food. Slowly he learned that everything wasn’t like he had thought when a gang of people barged into their house and took his and his family’s home. They were left out on the dangerous wide street. What Kyle saw was shocking and traumatizing but his parents were always there to make him feel loved and protected. They struggled to get food more than ever and he learned early how to take care of himself and how to sneak by people and other creatures to steal food and other supplies for his parents and himself. One day he came back to see his parents slaughtered, blood running before his feet. Petrified and without knowing what to do he ran away from his problems, not wanting to know what happened. He was 8 years old. Two years later he was on the verge of dying of dehydration if it wasn’t for a group of people finding him.
They took care of him, gave him shelter, water and food. But quickly it turned into an illusion and his reality became of hard training, taking care of himself and abuse of all kinds. Three years after he had become a cold boy, with no care for others. He took advantages in other peoples death and suffering so he could get what he needed, be it food, clothes, weapons, ect. He even let people that cared for him die in his favor, just so he could live. But what for? That was a question he often asked himself. Was it worth it? Was he worth it? He became a boy insecure of himself. Given a phobia of being touched made him more unsociable and soft spoken. He kept shut and decided to run away even if life was in stake. And that’s where he meet Jay in all these mess, with not knowing how much things would change. Kyle is 14 years old.
Normal RP Sample
A pale boy, clothed in black entered the storage room. Today had been a good find. His blond hair softly swayed as he moved his head, his big ice blue eyes wandered around the big room only containing a thin futon and a blanket. He frowned his eyebrows, rubbing his forehead lightly before taking his beanie of. His hair were kind of thick but not very long. His bangs reached his eyes tho, hiding parts of his face. His black t-shirt was dirty from being outside for so long, even his shorts were a mess. He had a bag in his left hand, slowly letting it drop to the floor. As it hit the floor with a soft thud some food ran out. A piece of bread, some fruit and carrots.
But that was all, and he would probably not find anything in a week or two . But in this city it was a lot. It was a very good find. He stepped over to the futon, giving a light sighs from his soft thin lips he laid down on the futon. He was sleepy, tired and not that hungry now. His body thin and slender with almost no muscles at all. His knees were hurting as he had scraped them on his outside tour for supplies. Soon he would have to move from this place, how secure it was from the living dead he might soon be found by that horrible gang. A cold chill went down his spine as he thought about it, his jaw clenched tight, his knuckles tightening in the blanket. Damn it….Damn it all. Forcing his body to stop trembling and rather go to sleep he soon became too tired from himself forcing his body so much he fell in a deep exhausted sleep.
Fight Rp Sample
Kyle is more of a run awayer…
fc03.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2011/017/6/a/alois_trancy___remember_by_llchaan-d37fstn.jpg
