Post by Lord Valik on Jan 17, 2011 21:49:37 GMT -5
Playby:Ville Valo
Name: Esteban Tokala
Age: 24
Sexual Orientation: Gay
Species: Arctic Fox
Physical Description: Esteban stands at six foot one inch and has the thin physique made for a dancer. The thin form of one hundred and eighty pounds on his tall and lanky body. His hair is black as night and his eyes are a light gray green. His skin is pale from staying up all night and sleeping during the day. He likes the night better. He wears a lot of black jeans and black shirts with a trench coat or jacket over the top. He loves to wear boots especially ones with laces up to his mid-calf. He has a whole lot of tattoos all through out his body including a heart on his right wrist and an intricate designed sleeve on his left upper arm all the way down to his wrist. He has another two tattoos. One circles his left nipple and the other below his navel of a pentagram with vines.
Attitude: Esteban's attitude changes not too badly. He is pretty laid back and calm mostly but then at times he can seem opinionated and stubborn. He charms like a gentleman when he wants to but most look down their nose because he looks more like a bum when he is being comfortable. He is sometimes sarcastic in a comedic sort of way. He is very comfortable with himself and shows it in the way he talks and acts. [/size]
Family/Pack or Coven: N/A
Father: Tuwa Tokala/48
Mother: Wyanet Tokala/47
Siblings: Yepa Tokala/21
Abilities: Can turn into an arctic fox.
History: Esteban was raised an outcast among his family. He never truly acted as one of them. He was the son of a chief and should have acted more nobly and should have been more a leader than he was being. They didn't approve of his way of protecting the weaker and as well as his sense of humor. He was soon disowned for his ways and for accidentally killing a pack member.
He strolled along as a bum to the world in grief and sadness that even his mother and sister couldn't change his father's mind. His father didn't even like the coloring of him when he had shifted to an arctic fox. It wasn't the pure white of their kind. He said he must have been tainted.
He went down a hard road for the longest time. Everything seemed to be for nothing at all and all he could do was keep moving on. Nothing seemed to go right in his life. He tried drugs and that did nothing to ease the pain he felt and the resentment for himself. He tried to call his mother a few times to let her know he was okay and his sister picked up and they spoke in whispers.
She asked if he had found a good life, a good girlfriend to settle down with, and if he was doing okay. He would tell her he was traveling and seeing the world. He would tell her he was doing okay. But he told her he couldn't settle down with a woman because he didn't like women. He respected them but he couldn't touch them the way he wanted to a man.
She laughed thinking he was pulling one of his jokes on her. He laughed with her but it was more with pain than anything else. He wasn't believed yet again. He said his I love yous and wished her well before telling her to forget him would be the best thing for her and he hung up.
He continued his walking until he reached Forks, Washington. A fork in the road was his thoughts and he figured he'd see what this town held for him.
RP Sample:
Esteban dressed casually in a pair of black pants and a black button down shirt. He pulled on his trench coat and then his black boots which he only tightened and left the laces dangling on one boot while tying the other one. He walked out of the hotel and frowned as he saw the sunlight blaring in his face. How long had he been out? He didn't know and didn't care. He had just gotten to town and needed to find a quick way to make money.
He looked back at the hotel room before pulling the door closed behind him. The bed for once had been comfortable and he could relax and enjoy it. He returned the key with a sigh before turning and walking away from the window. Where to go? He picked up a pamphlet and read through it quickly.
Dancer wanted? Oh, that sounded good. He could definitely dance and sing but they were looking for a dancer. He looked up and down the street looking for a sign with Sinjon's Party Palace. He slowly made his way along the streets and found the place not too far from the hotel or at least to him it wasn't. He moved towards the door and showed his ID before getting let in.
He looked about the place curiously before going over to the bartender and spoke for him to hear. "I am looking for the owner. I heard that you all were hiring for a dancer. I have experience."
Species Code:pet
Rules Code:fried chicken[/size]
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