Post by dylancorvi on Nov 30, 2009 21:20:02 GMT -5
»Taking Flight
Name: Dylan Corvi
Nickname: N/A
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Birthday: July Twelth
Species: Shifter
Appearance
Hair: Medium length brown hair
Eyes: bright blue
Complextion: Slightly sallow
Build: Skinny, still a bit gawky, yet to grow into his bony limbs
Attire: Whatever fits
Vocals: A normal tenor, but still breaks occasionally to his embarrassment
[On The Wing]
Personality: Mercurial at times, full of bravado in others, he sees no shame in turning tail to save his hide, and holds no false concepts of chivalry. He longs for companionship he can believe in, though, which can make him vulnerable
Sexuality: Homosexual. No lady parts, tyvm
Strengths: Speed, stealth
Weaknesses: Physically nothing to brag about and not always the quickest on the uptake; he also has issues with accepting himself.
Abilities
Active: Preternatural agility
Passive: Shifting
Weapons: a small shiv
Animal Form: A seagull
History: Dylan was not born in Exodus Town, but spent half of his young life there as his sea going father took his family with him sailing all over to trade and explore. This meant his closest friends were rats and seagulls, as his vibrant parents were still very much in love and seemed to forget at times they had a son. He was never very unhappy, simply lonely and invisible and this resulted in displays of fierce, childish temper tantrums.
It all ended when his father misjudged a pass their ship was shattered in the rapids . Panic stricken, the boy uncovered a part of himself he'd longed for but never believed existed, transforming in his need to the avian he'd always had a soft spot for.
All instinct, without thought, he took to the air and flew as fast and hard as he could, but as the initial terror receded he lost control of his secondary form. This time the River of Abraham saved him, breaking his fall and carrying him downstream, to be pulled from the mucky river waters giving life to Exodus Town. Recognized by friends of his father, he was briefly given shelter until it became worth more to sell the boy than to take care of him. He escaped his captors but never forgot the betrayal and has no since known a warm home, or bed or honest, lovingly made meal.
Family:
»Soaring High
Other; Dylan actually doesn't like sweets, and this has helped him preserve his teeth.
