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Username:Spike
Name: Artix Badlands
Age: 19
Appearance: http://media.photobucket.com/image/izaya/KimberlyKuchiki_23/Durarara/Izaya Orihara/153000.jpg?o=95
Island: Cenozoa Major
Animal: Lynx
Weapon (main): Crossbow
Weapon (sub): Hunting Knife
Bio: Passive, witty, cunning, selfish, extortionist a-la-max. These words describe Artix Badlands to a point. He had always been a black sheep to his clans, often because his personality didn't correspond to his tribe's animal, the Eagle. All his life, he had heard lectures such as "Like the great cat, you must be noble, proud, swift and terrible!", but Artix couldn't care less. So, as you can guess, it wasn't much of a hard decision to make when he was cast out of the village since they were all looking for an excuse to kick him out anyway. He spends most of his time in the snowy mountains of Cenozoa Major

 

Akane was startled when a man appeared when she landed. After listening to him, she cautiously took the axe and resheathed her sword. "Who are you?" she asked.
"And what brings you to the far shores of the island?"

OOC: The character's clan animal is what they transform into; fix that one thing and it'll be accepted.

 

Kraven watched the woman take his axe and sheath her sword. "You can call me Kraven, I'm somewhat a... wanderer I suppose. I came here to get a good look at the lizards across the water", he replied.

 

Chance smiled as she ate the sweet berries, their taste like summers wine. She greedily picked one after the other before looking round from the high point on the island, wondering where to go. She looked each way before her gaze finally came to rest in the direction of the beach. Still savouring the taste in her mouth, she carefully climbed down and began to move towards the beach.

 

OOC: Aright, since Spike PM'd me his corrected bio, he's accepted.

IC:

"You too, huh?" Akane said as she watched him carefully. She didn't completely trust him, but the fact that he gave her one of his weapons made her less uneasy.
"My name is Akane. I'm from the Wolf Clan," she said as she turned back to the tree and took a swing at it with the axe.

 

"Oh, the Wolf Clan?", Kraven replied, "I've not seen a member from that clan in ages, I once crossed paths with a few while hunting". He began to go on a tangent but managed to cut himself off, "Well, I was from the Lion Clan. Which may explain the hunting", he explained while Akane hacked at the tree.

 

Chance weaved her ways through the trees, pausing and cursing only when her foot got caught in the undergrowth. She moved quickly across the island, ducking and jumping over branchs on her way towards the beach.

 

OOC: And now for a character introduction! >:D

IC: High-up, in the snow-banketed mountains of Cenozoa major, a passing polar bear was looming it's massive formover the snowy plain, pacing it's way towards the edge of a cliff , the base of which was a frozen basin near the waterfall where the lake was. It must have been waiting near the waterfall for a fish to jump against the current.

"Follow your target.......never allow the tip of your bow to stray from the designated area.....your movement must be like the going ghost; silent, untraceable, and unanticipated..."

A piercing noise shot through the air, taking down the silence and calm from the atmosphere of the mountain. Suddenly, a huge roar further shattered the silence, as the polar bear's now lifeless body fell over the falls like an avalanche into a pit of ice-water.

From the distance, there was another kind of roaring....albit a more vulgar, but intelligible kind of roaring. The source of the noise was coming from the figure of a fool throwing a crossbow to the ground and stomping his feet like an angry bull. "DAMN IT! Why do you mock me, Nature? Why?!"

Artix Badlands buried his head in his palm an let out an annoyed, irritable sigh. It's really did feel like the forces of nature herself were against him. For 3 weeks, he had spent his time stalking that very same bear, memorizing it's territorial range, finding shortcuts to it's usual rendez-vous and synchronizing his movements with it's own. Now, with how steep a fall it would be to claim his prey, his efort had, quite literally (and amusingly), fallen to naught.

He stood over the spot where his would-be prey had fallen and let out another sigh, but this one sounded more tired than irritated. He reached in his back-poclet and pulled out a small wooden object, no bigger than a whistle, with what appeared to be a carving of a cat's paw-print on it and threw it where the bear had fallen.

"Rest in peace. You got me, you grumpy ol' b******"

He looked down into the basin and saw a lynx pull out the tattered body out opf the water and dragged it towards the three cubs waiting on the edge.

Artix scoffed at the lynx and proceeded to find a way down the mountain. "Seems I can't get away from this bad habit of working for no benefit. Go figure." He swing his crowwbow over his shoulder and paced along the mountain path.

OOC: I think I satisfied rule #10 somewhere in there, right? :P

 

"I may have been one of those hunters," Akane said, and then more quietly to herself, "Before they made me an outcast..."
She stopped swinging at the tree. "I heard you Lions are pretty strong, one of your warriors are capable of taking down five of another clan. Is that true?"

OOC: Yeah, you did. xD

 

Kraven scratched his head, "I don't really remember them, we sort of exchanged words for a minute so I don't remember much", he stated before pausing, "I was also booted from my clan too". Kraven spoke common and simply, he was kind of child-like.
Still scratching his head he swapped his arms into a folded stance as he tried to think, even his face showed it, "I'm not sure, I think that might be a little untrue. Then again, people always told me I'm modest. Might be our group tactics which allow for us to do so since we spook them then one of us takes them down", he explained.

 

"Out of all this time.... I ownly got one darn fish!" Jordan yelled at the top of his lungs, letting his anger escape him. Then sighed "Atleast its something...." He turned around to his fire to discover, that as he was fishing his fire went out. He bent down his head in shame. "Why is my lucky so rotten......?" he mumbled to himself. He then took the fish off his trident and wrapped it in cloth so flies wouldn't get on it. "Now.... where that flit go?" Jordan started to look around for the black stone he brought along for fire, but it would seem that he lost in it. He sighed again "Just go look for another one I guess..." Jordan slowly and saddly walked towards the little forest to look for the little fire-starting rock.

 

Username: Rexyggor_thenewmember
Name:
Age: 26
Appearance: short blond hair, very tall, athletic build, wears a maroon jacket that buttons to the side, navy, tank top and black pants.
Island: Aquaeus
Animal: Tiger Shark
Weapon (main): Kusari-Gama
Weapon (sub): Crescent blades
Bio: Growing up, he was constantly in the water, may it be swimming lessons, lifeguarding, scuba diving, etc. He loved life in the water it was a place where he would belong. The when something inside him started to grow, he became very carnivorous and very hot tempered. He soon came to realize that maybe the ocean had finally gotten to him. Though when his village was attacked he ended up defending it as a shark. He was unsure of how it had happened, and he didn't feel like it was possible for anyone to transform into animals. He now lives on his own, away from the village he once called home, he feels as if he was 'going ghost' and he no longer wishes to feel ignored.