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Post by reusol on Sept 22, 2009 0:29:02 GMT -6
Character Name: Reusol Alkali Emetics
Nicknames: Res, Alki
Age: Age Turned: 26 Actual Age: 80
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Straight
Power Level: Dominant
Description: Reusol is about 5’10 in height and weights about 160 pounds and has pure muscle. Reusol has little hair, what he has is a dark brown, his eyes are a dark brown. He has a strong build possessing muscle all over. He has a moderate tan considering he is a English bloke. His mother was dark skinned she was from Spain giving him the excuse of being tan. He always has a five o clock shadow, its just how he likes it, he wouldn’t grow a full on beard, its just not his thing. He will shave and a few hours later his shadow appears, Something he had grown use to and rather enjoys the look.
He has many scars that where caused in battle and some just from the change, when injured in any for his forms results in a scar upon his human shape. His eyes rarely change colour, when he is angry in his human form they will usually take the form of that when he is his werewolf form. As it is his more common change. Reusol has a thing for suits, he wears them often, other that he enjoys jeans and plain shirts. He isn’t out to impress, and when he does its usually not because of what clothing he has one.
Personality: Reusol is a talker, he loves a good conversation, it doesn’t even have to be about anything in particular just as long as there are words coming out of his mouth he his happy. Sometimes when there is no one around he will just talk to himself but only when the temptation gets to great. People say that talking to yourself is the first sign of madness but Reusol believes people just do it out of loneliness and boredom, both he suffers from greatly.
Reusol is a passionate person, not so much in his shifted form but definitely as a human, he is always caring about others and likes to know that they are alright. He lends a hand whenever he can and its not going to get him into trouble. There are some people out there that believe they don’t need any help and don’t appreciate a helping hand. Reusol believes that everyone is in need of help some how but just don’t want to show it, or damage their ego to do it.
Reusol is pretty witty, he know a lot of stuff from a lot of different things. Though in conversation he doesn’t like to brag that he know a fair few things. But sometimes its hard to hide it. It just flows out. If a question is asked of him and he know the answer he isn’t going to hesitate providing the answer. Even if it does mean he is showing some intellect. But you shouldn’t be hated just because your smart right? He hopes so anyway.
Reusol has a pretty good sense of humour. And he isn’t afraid to crack of a few funnies every now and then. And he is no stranger to learning new ones. He believes having laughter in ones life always makes it better, no matter how bad the reality is a good joke can never go astray. He is also good a taking jokes aimed at him. He doesn’t get defensive when someone is joking about him. Unless of course they are just being nasty and sarcastic but its hard to tell these days.
Finally Reusol isn’t judgemental, he gets to know the person first before he judges them, but in a way he isn’t judging them, he refers to it as expressing his opinion about their view and way of life. He doesn’t like to be judged himself so he doesn’t judge others. Everyone to their own and whatever it is they want to do, they can do it. Even if it doesn’t seem right to everyone else it is right to them. Its weird yes but that’s just how he was brought up so that is just who he is.
History: Reusol was born in London, England to Georgi and Frank Emetics on September the 12th 2020. He was the first born child. He was 10 when his little sister Sarah was born. They lived on a huge ranch where his mother raised and trained horses and his father was the sheriff of the small town where they lived. He spent most of his days helping his mother with the horses. She taught him everything she knew and he became quite skilled in the field. When his mother fell pregnant with Sarah he took over for his mother as she was quite sick from the pregnancy and his father didn’t want her to in the paddocks with the horses.
He was a small kid, not much of him, although when he started working with the horse he was only ten and the muscle development started at that age. When his sister was born, his mother still didn’t return to the paddocks as she had to spend all of her time with Sarah, it wasn’t until Reusol turned 18 and his sister was 8 did she come back to training her horses. Reusol had grown quite attached to them and insisted that he continued to help her. She agreed and even little Sarah helped from time to time. She seemed to be more interested in going with their father to the sheriff’s office. She was daddy’s little girl.
Time when on and Reusol got older and his sister was going up so fast she was now 11 years old, and Reusol was 21. His father had built a small cottage close to the house for him to staying as he wanted to stay and help with the horses. A few months after Sarah’s 11 birthday she fell very sick with a rare illness that the doctors didn’t even know what it was. His mother became very depressed as her daughter was dying and there was nothing she could do about it. His father enclosed himself in a shell and hardly ever spoke. Reusol was alone in the world both his parents sad and confused. His sister dying.
He spent as much time with as possible while she was in bed unable to get out. He made her laugh and smile. Which lifted his spirits, it was only when it was a month before Sarah turned 12 did she fall asleep and never woke up. Reusol was a mess, he cried for days as his parents went further into their shells, he had no one now and he knew that soon his parents would die of sadness. Then he would truly have no one. He would wander around the house, his parents there but if felt as though he was the only one. He thought he was going to become just like them.
Years past and he was now 26 and his mother and father still hadn’t come out of their cosy little shells that they had buried themselves in. His mother was sick and he knew that she was going to die. Another one that he would loose. It wasn’t long before his prediction came true and he lost his mother. His father was pretty much dead as well as he didn’t even speak or get off the chair in front of the fire. Reusol had to get away. He slipped out the front door and headed down the paddocks, he didn’t get far as the sound of a shot gun entered his ears. He raced back to the house and burst through the door.
Before him was his father slumped back in his chair his shot gun on the floor next to him and his brains splattered against the wall. Reusol’s world came crumbling down as he fell to his knees and looked at his dead fathers body. Everyone he held dear to him was gone, he was truly alone. Silent tears ran down his face as he couldn’t move. After a few torturing minutes he got to his feet and bolted out the door and sprinted down the paddocks and headed towards the forest that lined the ranch. He left his whole world behind that day. Nothing left inside of him but the urge to run… Run away.
He entered the forest and kept running, his body aching and his lungs tearing apart, but he kept going deeper and deeper into the forest. He didn’t know how long he had run and he didn’t care where he ended up. He had to get away from the mess that was his life. All he wanted for his family was happiness, but the god’s felt differently. Finally he came to a small pond in the middle of the ancient forest and collapsed by its edge. The tree’s around him whirled around him and he couldn’t hear anything but the sound of his beating heart in his ears. His face was tear stained, his eyes dry as no more tears would come.
He laid there for what felt days, not moving he hadn’t eaten anything or every drank anything. What was there to eat out here anyways? He thought that maybe he should just die as well that way he would be with his family and he wouldn’t be alone anymore. His body was so weak and he would barely make out the thing around him. There was no more sound, everything was dead to him he prayed of death but it never came. Something did some though, a man. He could barely make out his face as he stood over him. Looking down at the weaken man that was once the strong hold that was his family.
The man knelt down next to him and took hold of Reusol’s arm, he was too weak to fight him off. He slowly turned his head to look down at his arm that the strange man had in his hand. He saw a glint of sliver and knew straight away that it was a knife or dagger of some sort. Good maybe the man was here to put him out of his misery. He could finally be with his family again. A sharp searing pain shot up his arm but he was too weak to care. But it wasn’t the dagger cutting his skin no it was a bite. He looked over again as he felt the man rest his bitten arm on his chest. He watched the stranger his mouth was moving but he couldn‘t here him. What was he saying?
Then suddenly he started feel as though he was burning and the pain in his arm was unbearable it was like it was ripping open. The pain was over whelming and his eyes saw nothing back blackness, suddenly the pain was gone as he had passed out. Reusol felt like he was still awake but there was no more pain and everything was dark around him. He tried to sit but his body wouldn’t move. What was happening to him. It felt like weeks under the blackness when light and colours started to return to him. He blinked and sat up. There was a piece of parchment on his chest. It read:
Reusol,
I know this is going to be confusing, but you have to pay attention. What I have done to you is an extraordinary gift and I beg you not to hate me for it. I have given you the power of immortal life and the ability to shift into the form of an animal. Your senses have been heighten and your strength its great. Infection is quite rare but I am pleased to see that it has worked on you. I am sorry I couldn’t be there for you when you awoke but I was needed else where. Do not fear as I will be seeing you again very soon. Use your gift for good. Train hard and learn all you can, I shall help you very soon. But until then good luck and be safe.
Kind regards, Samuel….
Reusol read the not over and over again and looked at the arm that had been cut open, it was now a faint scar. Was all this really happening? Did he have an immortal life? He got to his feet and he could feel the strength in his body. What was he going to do now. He didn’t want to live forever, he wanted to be with his family. How could this Samuel bloke not expect him to be angry with him? He was furious! He walked over to a tree and slammed his fist into it. He did it over and over again, soon he was using his shoulder to attack the tree and to his surprise it crack and started to fall. It crashed and the sound was deafening.
He had just knocked over a tree! He swallowed the nervous lump in his throat and dashed off into the trees. He ran fast then he had ever thought possible. This new feeling was wonderful, he never thought feeling like this would be possible. He was certain that he was dreaming. The excitement in his body triggered something inside him and as he ran his body began to change and hair began to grow on his body. What was happening? He slowed down and finally stopped running. He watched his body as it morphed into what looked like a wolf.
Soon he was shifting but it was strange to him. It was almost like he wanted to change but didn't quite get there, half human hald wolf hybrid. It was the most strangest feeling he had ever felt before. He felt so powerful and the energy that followed through his body was intense. It felt as though it was going to burst out of his body. Never the less he then ran. Where to he didn’t know and he didn’t care. The wind whipped at his face and the ground underneath his paws was soft. He really didn’t have any clue was he was going to do when he finally stopped running, or how he was going to get back to his normal human form for that matter. Oh well he would deal with that when it came.
As time when on he was never appraoched by this Simon. He never showed up and Reusol was left with his never gift and he had no one to help him along. He was alone. He moved around, not caring where he went. He visited places that he liked and didn't like. He met a lot of people and learned a lot of things but never really found a place that he could call home. that was until he stumble his way into Pittsburg. It was truely a different place. Probably not the nicest places he had visited but it was different from all the rest and he really felt like he belonged here. But of course he didn't plan to stay long but things change and maybe just maybe this could be his new home.
Strengths and Weaknesses: Strengths - Swimming;; Reusol is an excellent swimmer, he can hold his breath underwater for several minutes and can reach extreme speeds under the water. - Running;; In both his human and shifted forms he can run extremely fast. The speed difference between his human for and his shifted form are not that different. - Jumping;; He can jump several metres into the air, it was a skill that took a long time to master and it wasn’t an easy job, many bumps and bruises were the result of failed attempts. - Singing;; Reusol actually has a really good singing voice. He doesn’t do it very often but in the past it has gotten him out of some really tight spots. - Strength;; In both human and shifted forms he is quite strong, has the ability to knock over a fully grown tree with a single shoulder barge.
Weaknesses - Spelling;; He might be very smart but when it comes to spelling he is a goner. Being brought up in the time that he was, there wasn’t much learning or teaching and it kind of stuck that way - Grammar;; Just like the spelling thing he wasn’t taught to do such things, even though the times are different now it is still had to catch on to it, though he is trying his hardest. - Coordination;; Reusol has a little bit of trouble trying to coordinate when he has come straight out of shift. It messy with his head a little but a short sit down fixes it right up. - Speed;; When in his shifted form he gets carried away when it comes to running. He gathers too much speed and has a hard time trying to stop and when there is something there…. - Think before you speak;; Reusol sometimes says things that he hasn’t put enough thought into and trouble can sometimes come of it. Most of the time he talks his way out of it.
Powers: - Communication;; Reusol can communicate with those like him and that of other wolves. It isn’t always totally clear but its enough for him to understand. - Silence;; Reusol has the gift of silence in and out of his shifted form. Sometimes he doesn’t even hear himself when he stalks/walks. Can be a little annoying, but good.
RP Sample: The air was salty. The reason for this is Reusol was wandering near the docks on the outskirts of town. Why he was there, not really sure? He wasn’t looking for anything in specific. He was just wandering plain and simple. He wasn’t looking for trouble or anything like that but you never know what might just pop up in your way. It was growing close to dawn so he didn’t really have to worry about being attacked by Vampires. That was a plus. Vampires where creepy.
Silently he walked out onto the dock and sat down on its edge his feet inches from the waters surface. He could feel the coolness from it. It was pleasant as his body always ran on hot all the time. Everything was still and quite. Perfect time to have a think. But he didn’t really want to think about stuff right now he was enjoying the atmosphere to much. He sighed as he wondered what it would be like if he was never turned into a shifter. What would his mortal life be like.
He had forgotten all about his past and the terrors that plagued it. So many memories that he wished would just go away. He wished he could just erase them and never think upon them again. But it would never to be and he just had to deal with the pain of it all. The morning sounds started to stir as the sun wasn’t far from rising. He always liked to watch the sun rise even if he was in a town of death and destruction. Why had he come here in the first place.
It was a question that he always thought about when he had nothing else on his mind. Maybe to get away from other things in his life. Maybe it was what he deserved. He didn’t quite know but he was happy being here and maybe one day he would leave. But it was his home now and he liked it even though there wasn’t much there to like. He then looked up to the lightening sky and a small smile spread across his lips as it would be moments before the sun would grace him.
The light crept over the horizon and make its way across the water. It warm and comfort washed over him and he smiled still. It was warm just like his body but it was nice. It was comforting. Sitting there for several moments he finally got to his feet. Dusted himself off and turned his back on the sun and started back towards the town that was his home. It was time for rest and reason. Which one would come first? Who knows.
Rest most likely as he was pretty tired. He would think about reason later. He would be his brain to work after it has had enough time to regain itself. Would he ever fully understand the reason for being or is he just deluding himself by trying to figure it out? He didn’t care either way he was going to try. Right after a nice nap. He never did any serious thinking on a worn out brain and body. Its not like he is on a deadline here.
PB Name: Jason Statham
Pictures: Reusol Reusol 2
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Post by Keira on Sept 22, 2009 18:26:23 GMT -6
I will review this application whenever the proper template for the species is used
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Post by reusol on Sept 23, 2009 7:40:20 GMT -6
Hey! Im not 100% sure what you meant about the right template as i got the shifter template from the Shapeshifter link thingy. But... none the less i re-did it. I hope its right this time
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Post by Keira on Sept 24, 2009 7:06:35 GMT -6
Shifters are not immortal on the board. The longest they can live is up to 150 years if they are lucky. And they do not age as fast as humans. So with that if you could just clear up that little bit in his history. I do believe only the date really needs changed. Then how he made his way to Pittsburgh. His first shift would be that of a hybrid/half form. Young shifters and those that are changed... even at dominant power levels hardly ever reach the full shift of their animal side. Alpha's have that ability. Also does he know why he was chosen to be turned? Or did you have the note to clarify that bit up? These powers seem more like vampire powers. Yes the communication part would work for other Lupines but not other animals. I would be alright with it if it were another wolf. where it doesn't attack him right away. The ability to calm would be a psychic power or one that a vampire would have. It is just a little to much for a lupine. Now his presence might be calming to those that know him but not so much to calm a room of anything... Just those few edits and i will be happy to approve
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Post by reusol on Sept 24, 2009 8:18:33 GMT -6
Hey Keira!
I fixed up what you asked.
Also i did just put the note in there to sort of explain somethings but he is still in the dark about why he was changed.
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Post by Keira on Sept 24, 2009 9:02:26 GMT -6
One more thing if he was born in 1980 he would be 120 not 80. Fix that and he will be approved
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Post by reusol on Sept 24, 2009 18:57:34 GMT -6
Fixed it XD
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Post by Keira on Sept 25, 2009 8:38:43 GMT -6
you went the wrong way 1940 makes him 140 now... he will be born in 2020 just correct that and will stamp approved
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Post by reusol on Sept 25, 2009 21:54:49 GMT -6
Oh yeah! lol. That will learn me not to attempt anything maths related when half asleep. lol Thanks Keira!
All fixed now XD
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Post by Keira on Sept 26, 2009 10:05:16 GMT -6
Yeah math when asleep is never good, for me either Approved
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