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Post by kayrohn on Oct 13, 2011 16:23:43 GMT -5
Name: Ivory La Porte
Age: 16
DoB: November Fifth
Gender: Male
Grade: Tenth
Hair: Jet Black hair, straight most days, reaching just past a human's ear
Ears: Well-trimmed black fur with white inner tufts, pierced along the entire edge of the right ear, studs instead of rings on the left in the same areas.
Eye Color: Emerald Green
Skin Tone: Pale white
Height: 5"9
Weight: 120 lbs
Description: Ivory Was most often Classified as a scene by most others, his hair laying loosely over his head, just barely staying above his eyes. His ears standing high and proud, eyes always wide and happy, lips small and soft. His tongue boasting a small black tongue stud in the center, chin small and attached to his thin neck witch boasted a small Marijuana leaf tattoo on the back of it, resting under his hair, out of sight for most. Which in turn led down to his body. Being small for the most part but also having a well built structure. A pair of perfectly matching slice wounds he had received during childhood now rested on his stomach. His waist small and showing a tail that seemed to match his ears, the tip coated in white fur, Hands small and delicate female like hands, Very few knew that he wore a ring on almost every finger say for his thumbs, due to the fact that most often they were hidden in the black sweater he wore across his torso. Usually wearing a white T as an undershirt and a pair of baggy pair of cargo pants, most often the color white. His shoes being a pair of black and white checkered high tops that he tucked underneath his pant cuff hiding everything from the tongue up. His body always smelling of Lilly's.
Likes:- Apples
- Smoking Weed
- Ebony
Dislikes:- People acting Rude
- People that are annoying
- Attending class
Personality: Friendly for the most part. due to his child hood. he had a good bringing up. and as such has a rather kind nature. although if any one were to get on his bad side he would not hesitate in beating them silly.
History: Ivory has had a good child hood. Both Parents. A large house and an extremely lavish pool, however his history has not all be fun and games, for as a child he got into an accident while driving to his first day of elementary school. his car had run head on into a telephone pole, no one being seriously injured other than him. the seat belt he had been wearing caught him from flying into the window. but in turn it had left two deep slice marks on his stomach.
OOC Name: Drew Jeffries
Years of RPing Experience: three years
Other Characters:
Roleplaying Example: He sighed and walked out of the doors to the school. looking both left and right before walking on. turning the corner and walking into the lush garden that his school had grown for its self. Once again looking left and right he smiled. seeing no one he then walked into the bushes near the back of the garden. parting them to reveal a pair of chairs and a small ash tray. sitting in the chair on the right as he entered he smiled. relaxing slowly. his eyes looking over at the other chair, wondering if he would ever trust any one with this secret "Burn" location enough to fill the other seat, he smiled and shook his head. ridding himself of the thought as he then reached into his pocket. Pulling free an emerald and forest green pipe, filling it quickly and pulling out a lighter, putting it to the bowl and the mouth piece to his lips. inhaling as the flame touched his pipe. pulling it away quickly he smiled and exhaled a large cloud of smoke. his ears laying flat as he slumped in his chair. happy he had the hour of free time to relax as math class was going on just behind him inside of the school building. He continued this process of light, inhale. slump for about a half hour. before he realized that he had been hitting an empty pipe for about ten minutes. feeling kind of embarrassed he blushed and put the Pipe into his pocket. closing his eyes he murred softly and swayed his tail beneath the chair. his breathing becoming soft as he drifted into a small nap.
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