Post by Javelin Sala on Nov 12, 2016 3:04:39 GMT
[attr="Class","temptop"]JAVELIN SALA
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[attr="class","tempinfbox"]EIGHTEEN | [attr="class","tempinfbox"]MALE | [attr="class","tempinfbox"]HOMOSEXUAL | [attr="class","tempinfbox"]KYRAREI | [attr="class","tempinfbox"]PHASING |
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[/PTab]Main Abilities Power 1: Animal Shifting; Advanced The ability to turn into animals. He usually only uses this to turn into a cat. He can turn into other things, but he chooses not to unless he absolutely has no other choice. Power 2: Phasing; Intermediate The ability to pass through solid matter at will without harming oneself by altering its molecular structure. He has been learning to try and use this without randomly falling through shit. It seems to be under control most of the time, and only seems to act up if he's really afraid of something. Magic Abilities N/A Racial Abilities N/A Unique Abilities N/A |
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[/PTab]Positive ✧ Put ✧ Positive Traits ✧ Here ✧ List ✧ Form Dreams ✧ Put ✧ Some ✧ Dreams ✧ Lifegoals ✧ Here | LIKES ✧ Put ✧ Some ✧ Likes ✧ Right ✧ Here DISLIKES ✧ Put ✧ Some ✧ Dislikes ✧ Right ✧ Here | Negative ✧ And ✧ Some ✧ Negative ✧ Traits ✧ Here Fears ✧ List ✧ Some ✧ Fears ✧ Right ✧ Here |
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[attr="class","temptabinf"]He's usually pretty well behaved, having grown up the way that he did. He is very obedient and respectful. He seems to have a rather positive outlook on life, cherishing every moment that he's given. But every once in awhile, he will fall into a sort of depressive slump. He does suffer from a bit of post traumatic stress, and he usually tries to keep himself away from his triggers if he can do so, as if it gets too bad, he loses control and goes on a seemingly random killing spree until he passes out. But, most of the time, he's a good kid. He can be a little cocky at times, and somewhat full of himself, calling himself the best little slave.
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[attr="class","temptabinf2"]Javelin is a very interesting looking individual. He has dark, blue violet hair, and piercing, occasionally glowing, blue eyes, that are usually slitted like a cat's. He is 5'6" and 138 pounds. Usually he is seen in a black, blue, or purple track suit of sorts. He will also wear whatever Cristian decides to put him in that day. He almost always has a frayed gray bandanna around his neck, and it's the only thing that Cristian doesn't argue with him about. Foe Javelin, it's there to remind him of the life that he had before this one. He also has a tendency to wear brown boots, similar in look to cowboy boots. He has many scars from his previous life, but only Cristian has ever seen them.
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[attr="class","tempface"][b]NORAGAMI, yato[/b] as @javelin
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[attr="class","temptabinf3"]Javelin's history is a rather horrific one. He was kidnapped from a hospital as a baby and brought to a secret experimental facility, with the goal of turning people into weapons. It was a horrible place for a baby to be brought to, but the younger they could start, the better off the results of their experiments would be. For the first ten years of his life, he was put through torture, agony, and forced into all sorts of things to try and make a weapon out of him.
But then, everything changed. He was taken to a special place, cleaned up and auctioned off to the highest bidder. He was given a sedative to keep him from turning on the people that would be in charge of shipping him away. The young boy awoke in a cage in the back of a moving truck. Completely terrified about what was going to happen to him, he huddled up in a corner of the cage. And then, suddenly, he was in pain as he body hit the pavement under the vehicle. He rolled and skidded for quite awhile, looking a bit like roadkill by the time he was done. Somehow, he managed to scoot himself off of the road and into some soft grass, where he proceeded to pass out.
When he came to, he was all wet from the rain that fell from the sky. Now he was hurt, wet, cold, lost, and afraid. Slowly, he managed to stand, and he started walking down the road. Eventually, he happened across a town, just a small little one. He decided to curl up in a box, shifting into a cat so that hopefully he would be left alone long enough to rest. For a few weeks, he managed to live on the streets, digging through dumpsters, hiding in small places to sleep. Anything it took to survive.
One day, he was just sitting on the side of a building, his eyes scanning the area for anyone who might try and hurt him, in which case he would just shift and run away. He had been sort of zoning out when a teenaged male stood before him. He blinked up at him a few times, rather surprised that he wasn't going away. A bit of panic started to set in as the male came closer, after all, he didn't want to be taken back to the labs. But just as he was getting ready to run away, the other male held out his hand, a bit of a sandwich he had been eating in it. The younger boy cautiously sniffed it, but eventually took it and scarfed it down. So, he ripped off some more and gave it to the boy, eventually just letting him have the whole thing.
After a bit, he offered to get him some more food, and the boy cautiously agreed. As they were walking through, he kept getting spooked, and was overly paranoid, and clinging to the back of the teenager's shirt was only doing him so much good. So, he shifted into a cat and sat there and meowed until he was picked up, where he instantly climbed up and curled up on his shoulders, his tiny cat body shaking in fear. But the hand petting his head felt nice.
He learned that his savoir's name was Cristian, and he was only allowed to be a boy when the two were alone, any other time, he was to remain as a cat, which was fine by him. Eventually he became comfortable in his new home, enjoying the affection he received. He was given a name, Javelin. And since then, he's been serving his new master. He has learned a lot over the past seven years, but he still has plenty to learn. Now though, he does spend most of his time as a human.
But then, everything changed. He was taken to a special place, cleaned up and auctioned off to the highest bidder. He was given a sedative to keep him from turning on the people that would be in charge of shipping him away. The young boy awoke in a cage in the back of a moving truck. Completely terrified about what was going to happen to him, he huddled up in a corner of the cage. And then, suddenly, he was in pain as he body hit the pavement under the vehicle. He rolled and skidded for quite awhile, looking a bit like roadkill by the time he was done. Somehow, he managed to scoot himself off of the road and into some soft grass, where he proceeded to pass out.
When he came to, he was all wet from the rain that fell from the sky. Now he was hurt, wet, cold, lost, and afraid. Slowly, he managed to stand, and he started walking down the road. Eventually, he happened across a town, just a small little one. He decided to curl up in a box, shifting into a cat so that hopefully he would be left alone long enough to rest. For a few weeks, he managed to live on the streets, digging through dumpsters, hiding in small places to sleep. Anything it took to survive.
One day, he was just sitting on the side of a building, his eyes scanning the area for anyone who might try and hurt him, in which case he would just shift and run away. He had been sort of zoning out when a teenaged male stood before him. He blinked up at him a few times, rather surprised that he wasn't going away. A bit of panic started to set in as the male came closer, after all, he didn't want to be taken back to the labs. But just as he was getting ready to run away, the other male held out his hand, a bit of a sandwich he had been eating in it. The younger boy cautiously sniffed it, but eventually took it and scarfed it down. So, he ripped off some more and gave it to the boy, eventually just letting him have the whole thing.
After a bit, he offered to get him some more food, and the boy cautiously agreed. As they were walking through, he kept getting spooked, and was overly paranoid, and clinging to the back of the teenager's shirt was only doing him so much good. So, he shifted into a cat and sat there and meowed until he was picked up, where he instantly climbed up and curled up on his shoulders, his tiny cat body shaking in fear. But the hand petting his head felt nice.
He learned that his savoir's name was Cristian, and he was only allowed to be a boy when the two were alone, any other time, he was to remain as a cat, which was fine by him. Eventually he became comfortable in his new home, enjoying the affection he received. He was given a name, Javelin. And since then, he's been serving his new master. He has learned a lot over the past seven years, but he still has plenty to learn. Now though, he does spend most of his time as a human.
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