Post by Perrin on Oct 12, 2010 0:21:39 GMT -6
Perrin
vitals
nick names = Perr
gender = male
age = 17
race = Winged
homeworld = Corus
areas of skill = he's still trying to figure that out.
preferred profession = No particular profession needed. Just a teenaged kid.
starting location = Corus[/size][/ul]
visuals
hair = short brown, clean cut
eyes = blue-green
distinguishing features = little black wings that resemble a penguin's.[/size][/ul]
personality
dislikes = the ocean, fish, other Winged who act like they're better than him
strengths = self-reliant, kind
weaknesses = flightless, awkward, dis-trust
describe full personality = Due to his inability to fly, he's very withdrawn. On the rare occasion that he does interact with people, it usually leads to awkward situations. He tends to distrust people's reactions to him, no longer able to discern between someone doing something for him because they want to, or someone doing something for him out of pity. However bad he is with other people, he's still a kind, good-hearted kid who yearns for people to take him seriously.[/size][/ul]
so the story begins...
Perrin's parents began to notice that he was different not long after his birth. His wings were immediately unlikely, and it seemed almost as if they were barely wings at all, never fully sprouting the necessary feathers and size as he grew older. Rumors circulated for a while that his mother had perhaps cheated on his father with a human, but this was never proven, and the Winged doctors confirmed that Perrin's wings were not half-Wings but were in fact a real, yet rarely seen type of wing that appeared once and a while. There was nothing wrong with them, technically. It was just that they were most certainly not built for flight.
He was perhaps around the age of four when his parents attempted to give him flying lessons anyway, under the assumption that his wings just needed time and a little pushing in order to grow out. Of course this outing was an unmitigated disaster, culminating in Perrin tumbling out of the sky the minute he was let go, down down into the ocean below. His near drowning experience caused him great trauma, not only instilling in him a deep fear of the ocean, but a sudden realization that he was different than the rest of his kind. His peers were also starting to realize this, and generally made their opinions quite vocal. While most Winged are not ill-hearted, the questions and looks that they tended to give him made Perrin feel completely out of place no matter where in Amun Village he went. Perrin would grow up a social outcast, being unable to accomplish the same flight-based tasks as the rest of his people, and choosing to leave himself out of other activities so he didn't have to endure the looks of pity across the other Winged's faces when they saw him.
Due to his distance and awkwardness around his kind, Perrin grew up with very few friends, still considering his parents the closest people in his life. However, he has grown up with Kah, a Griffin rescued by Perrin's parents, who he would consider his very best friend. Normally one would not ride a Griffin (or Pegasi for that matter), but Kah's lifelong trust in Perrin has allowed the boy to use Kah in assistance in traveling around the planet.
role play example =
Perrin looked out across the sea, sighing. Some day, he was going to get the courage to fly with Kah out to see the spaceport. It was something that had existed out there for his entire life, but with parents who didn't spend too much time in the affairs of humans, and his damn fear of the ocean, it was something that had always seemed just out of reach. More and more lately though, Perrin wanted to see it. He rarely saw Humans in the village, but when he did, he couldn't help but be struck with how much more like them he seemed. In fact, he was just like them if he covered up his stupid, useless wings with one of their human shirts. Except of course that their mode of transportation was strange and metal, and nothing as alive as Kah was.
He had never once fallen from Kah, but the great span of water between the spires of Amun Village and the spaceport was still too intimidating to dare try to travel. Maybe, just maybe, they could practice, he realized. He could get Kah to fly him out a ways, and then back again. And then the next day, maybe a little further. He was ready to at least try to conquer his fear, if he could finally get a chance to see the humans in their environment.
He picked up a rock and threw it into the sea, watching it plummet down and disappear beneath the waves with a shocking speed. He stared for a moment at the spot in the water that the rock was last seen, waves continuing on like nothing had ever disturbed them.
Who was he kidding? He was never getting out of the Village.
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the real you
age = 24
how did you find us? = my site!
any last words? = IT WAS SO LATE WHEN I WROTE THIS. MY BRAAAAIN.[/size][/ul][/font]
