Post by Caledon Tesirah on Jun 18, 2012 21:23:33 GMT -5
CALEDON CHASE TESIRAH
[/color][/b][/font]i might lose my mind for a while, but i'll be fine
[/center][/SIZE] caledon chase tesirahFULL NAME
NICK NAMES[/color] cale, tes
AGE[/color] june second, nineteen ninety four
GENDER[/color] male
SEXUALITY[/color] heterosexual
MEMBER GROUP[/color] werecat fledgling
CAT[/color] .. can i even have one?
AFFINITY[/color] during his year as a fourth former, cale discovered that he had an affinity for speaking to animals. no not all of them. just his kind, felines. and it isn't so much that he can speak to them [hi, how are you] so much as he can get a sense of what they need or desire and they seem to reciprocate with him. overall, the affinity needs a bit of practice, cale is often confused on how to use the 'telepathy' unless he is really focusing.
SPECIES APPEARANCE[/color] click dish right hurr
PLAY-BY[/color]alexander ludwig[/blockquote][/blockquote]
OKAY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR FABULOUS SELF?
[/color][/center]oh geez, only two paragraphs..
let's start off like this. cale is one of those overly protective and possessive jerks that most people think would be cool to be with and then find out he's really all over you. 'nough said. when he gets really into someone, be it friend, girlfriend, or what have you, he has to know everything. now, he makes it pretty subtle, so you really can't tell too easily unless you really pay attention. though, it'll become more obvious as he gets closer to the person both emotionally and physically. now he's not homosexual, so don't take the last part that way. and he doesn't really care about male vs female crap or gays vs straights or black vs white, etc. he's generally a pretty laid back guy when it comes down to most or those prejudice crap arguments, he seriously doesn't care. however, he will admit to having older morals then most men, he really does find that females need more protecting and that men should move their butts to take care of them, not that he would ever admit that to any of the CHON females. he has more common sense than that.
ahh more, so cale's a pretty okay student, does what he knows, tries what he doesn't and gives up when he doesn't care anymore. not really a good thing, but hey, it's what he does. another interesting thing about cale: he literally has no fuse. can't light him up or blow his temper, he really lacks any anger or atleast any motivation to act on his anger. that's not to say he doesn't get into fights or won't protect someone if they need it, but in reality, this guy really is the 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me,' he has no care in the world for that kind of b.s. and won't let himself cave to those base ideals, he'll say what needs to be said and be done. he prefers to laugh everything off and play it like some sort of bad joke. good thing or bad, who cares. cale's pretty childish too, he likes to have fun and be lazy and not care about the world. not to say he can't be serious when he wants to, just that he'd rather play around and be weird.
INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY LIFE?
[/color][/center]shoot, the history...
childhood
cale was born to a teen mom and dad. they really had no clue what they were doing, so instead of just getting an abortion, they had the kid and then dumped him off at the nearest kid shelter. end of biological mommy and daddy time. enter two homosexual men who were, you guessed it, married and looking for a kid to raise. now generally it would go against the grain to give two gay men a male baby, but free country nobody thinks like that anymore. don't worry, they adopted him and a little girl about his age. so, a] raised by two gay dudes b] 'twin' sister NOT.
alright, so besides that oddity, cale's life as a little kid was pretty a'okay. he had some friends, picked on his sister, the end. normal childhood it is for the werecat kid. not that he knows that either! and then, about the eh sixth grade or so, some of his not so nice 'friends' take a liking to his sister. he pushes them away, end of phase one. phase two comes in middle school. they kidnap her. literally, grab her and run. cale, in all his boyhood glory, freaks out. he goes every where calling dad and dad, friend, and neighbor, trying to find his sister. when he does find her, it's because she was left on the ground by his house, face bloodied up and such. talk about trama for a middle schooler. but he took it like a man, took care of his sis, tried to make her better. that would be the beginning of his over protective, possessive complex. afterwards, he never let his sister out of his sight. he was always with her unless he was incapable like the bathroom or her classes. but he always kept a watchful eye.
and in the end, he never did find out about the kids who did it two her, the so called 'friends' but they didn't show their faces around school again, nah, they weren't seen in the town again.
high school and CHON
he was marked two weeks after he entered his freshman year. it was the beginning of the end for the child. bada bing bada boom, he was sent to the the house of the werecat tracker, zain, the first werecat. once his fathers found out, they were actually quite happy for him, though he feared the worst for his sister. she had not been marked, if ever, and would be on her own, without him. it was his greatest fear to leave her, and so everyone packed up to be closer to cale, to follow him as he moved, yeah, just for this son with the golden tattoos.
the relocation went well, smooth. his sister was still close and they visited quite frequently. anyway, back to his changed life: living with zain and the other werecats was difficult at first, he didn't understand why he had been chosen, but nor did he question it. it was just the life which had been chosen for him and he refused to regret it. under the guidance and accompaniment of the other werecat fledglings and zain and holly, cale learned about himself and the things that would come as he grew older and began to change and discover himself as a werecat and vampyre protector. talk about becoming a tool.
and then, all of a sudden he was no longer the boy with the golden tattoo.
rather, he became something else. the lion, a white lion. not a normal average lion, but one whose coat was lighter. one whose genes seemed to have a mutation. and then he found his affinity and basically all hell broke loose and he had to find his 'normal' again, but he adjusted quickly to the changes. and moved easily into his fifth former year at the Chicago House of Night. safe to say though, his parents and his sibling still have no idea what he really is. a werecat. he refuses to tell them that bit.
SO NOW IT'S A LITTLE MORE PERSONAL!
[/color][/center][/color] blasphemy
YOUR NAME
EXPERIENCE[/color] oh god, it's been years
CONTACT[/color] just the pm please, i don't want y'all using my email.
CODE FROM THE RULES[/color] favorite soda, mine is dr. pepper }:0]
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE[/color] do i have tooooo...
cale; im talkin here and now
the child looks up at him, casting eyes of blue onto his six foot frame, watching the way his mark ripples with his facial expressions. the child has no idea how different he is, nor the consequences of what he is becoming, only that there happens to be a weird guy with a gold marking on his forehead. his hand reaches up to the brunette teenager, grasping his shirt, [cousin caledon, mama said you gots a tattooooo, what'd you go do dat fo?] the child's lisping voice makes cale smile, his words seeming to miss important letters though cale can easily interpret him.
the teen bends down and pokes his younger cousin in the nose, [ahh jaime boy, i have to go to a special school, and this,] he points to the crescent on face, [is something i have to have to get in..] his smile gets really wide as he watches the young child stare at his face with a wide eyed look and a big O forming from his lips. he reaches under the jaime's armpits and scoops him up to spin him around in a circle, [but don't worry, kid. i'll play with you all the time when you come to visit.] and the child's laughter fills the air as he is spun around and around. the laughter soothes cale, his heart thumping just a little bit less and his nervous mood lightening ever so slightly. it was always his jaime boy that did this, made him feel better on the inside.
he brings the little boy in for a bear hug, kissing his cheek and cradling him close. jaime tucks his arms around his cousin's neck, cale can hear the tears forming and the soft hiccuping of his little charge, and suddenly his mood dips ever so steeply, his poor little jaime.
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