Scowl
Evil - Cunning - Hostile
Scowl of the Shroud
Pet Name: Scowl
Owner: Whitefoxfire
Theme / Type: Wintercursed Stignightus
Born: August 25, 2009
Gender: Male
Mood: Mad
MisticPal Name: Scorn
MisticPal Age: 4603 Days
Battle Portal Stats
Hit Points: 4 / 4
Strength: 9
Defense: 4
Speed: 3
Intellect: 4
Misticpower: 0
Battles Won: 0
Battles Lost: 0
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Books Read
Books Read: None
Exotic Foods Eaten
Foods Eaten: 0/1254 [ View Foods ]
Forgotten and Alone
Thank you pinkpirate for letting me adopt him~
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'Cause sometimes you just feel tired,
Feel weak, and when you feel weak, you feel like you wanna just give up.
But you gotta search within you, you gotta find that inner strength
And just pull that out of you and get that motivation to not give up
And not be a quitter, no matter how bad you wanna just fall flat on your face and collapse.
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Real Name: Scowl of the Shroud
Nick Name: Scowl
Meaning:verb (used without object)
1. to draw down or contract the brows in a sullen, displeased, or angry manner.
2. to have a gloomy or threatening look.
Age: Looks Mid Twenties
Species: Faun
Gender: Male
Other:
Black Ice Heart
Appearance:
-coming-
Quad
Fur:
Eyes:
Markings:
Mutations:
Build:
Height:
Weight:
Human
Hair:
Eyes:
Complexion:
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Build:
Height:
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Accessories:
Dark Sword
Likes:
Darkness
Mutilation
Disgust
Being Alone
Dislikes:
People
Everything
The World
Life
Hobbies:
Seeking
Job: Refugee
Hired: October 8, 2011 at 11:16 am
Roleplay Status:
Open
Relationship Status:
Single
Preference:
Straight
Personality:
-- Cold - Bitter - Hateful - Tired - Distant --
Once a noble knight, Scowl was a image of nobility, honor and valor. However, after an incident on the battle field which resulted in him being captured by the other side, he changed to a hateful, cold and mean individual. He was brainwashed into thinking it had been a set-up, that his brother left him for dead and that he was never loved to begin with. They mutilated him, made him hideous so that he'd end up hating himself as well. They made him into the perfect warrior; for them.
Filled with aggression, hate and pain, they let Scowl loose, wanting to take the kingdom down that he had once fought so diligently for. Though, Scowl is selfish, only thinking of himself and his well being, not doing as they asked but instead going off to find his brother and take his revenge.
-more coming soon-
Favorite Saying:
"Your existence has never been worth anything... we are just slaves to some power..."
Family:
-Abandoned Brother-
Acquaintances:
"If you had just given me the information I asked for, you wouldn't be in this mess~ *snorts*"
Scowl was boxed Boreal on December 26, 2009
Theme Song: "Till I Collapse" by Eminem
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Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out - am I high? Perhaps
I'ma rip this till my bone collapse.
Till the roof comes off, till the lights go out
Till my legs give out, can't shut my mouth.
Till the smoke clears out and my high burn out
I'ma rip this till my bone collapse.
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-If ever lost, Please return to Whitefoxfire-
Speak to the Dark Warrior?
| Belle says (( I believe we spoke about moving this to comments which..would probably make me reply to it faster. xD So here you are~ )) *she was unable to see past the beastly appearance to anything below it, assuming that it simply went all the way through at that this creature was something that had literally crawled up from the underworld below. Or at least from somewhere disgusting, judging by where he lived. She flicked her gaze up and used a hand to brush a few ebony curls from her face before she narrowed her eyes in his direction at the mention of her attitude. She didn't say anything in response to it, having been trained her entire life to hold her tongue for the most part on saying something that would get her in trouble or make her father look bad (supposed father that is). So instead she only tossed her nose into the air and turned her head away from him as she closed her eyes, long lashes brushing against her cheeks. She was a pretty little thing if she'd ever let up on the hateful facade, and she did reply to his notion of sleep with a sharp tongue* Sleep? In this god-forsaken sewer with abominations to creation? No thank you. *she crossed her arms with a huff then, quickly beginning to grow tired of the gown she wore. It wasn't suiting for this sort of place, nor this sort of...could it be called an adventure or a predicament? All the same, she did pick her brain for memories of the lad that he was searching for, giving a small frown upon her ruby lips before holding out her hands and allowing a shimmering of the air between them to occur, a flat, mirror like surface etched with sparkling essence appearing there as she concentrated. Of all her power, this was the only one she'd ever really mastered. A face of the being he was hunting appeared there, going about his normal day as she opened her eyes and looked down. Yes, she could still bribe her way out of here if she pleased but her pride simply wouldn't allow it. Besides that, she was starting to get a little curios as to why this beast hunted the other so as she flicked her wrists and made the image vanish* |
| Belle says (( Just kidding! Shall reply to the actual mail one in a moment~ Couldn't find it since I actually moved it to a different folder in my mail. :P )) |
| Belle says (( Derp. I'll reply to this now I suppose~ )) *she only lifted a perfectly arched eyebrow at his snort and couldn't help but be slightly revolted at it. Really, was there no such thing as common mannerisms anymore? Pha. In any case, she simply crossed one leg over the other daintily and went back to ignoring his presence on earth, which was...an interesting tactic considering that he was currently keeping her prisoner. Being so absorbed in her own thoughts, she actually jumped a little when the rat made it's way over to her, and the fantastical fox puffed up, baring its teeth in a snarl before she put a hand over its face to silence it. She delicately extended a hand for the rat to sniff before pulling it away and reaching into her dress folds and pulling out something akin to a high class biscuit, holding it out toward the rat questioningly* Why hello there... *she said softly, her voice lacking most of the poison it held for anyone aside from animals* |
| Belle says Whatever. Not my problem that you are so moody. *she muttered in reply, giving a small shrug as the fox on her lap gave a small huff and curled up on her skirts to fall asleep, an ear twitching every now and then. She had some rather bad blood as well, though the problem was that she didn't know who to blame for it. Belle never really learned who she really was, so she simply played the part of the flawless lady of the house that never did anything wrong...but in reality did everything to cause everyone else problems, misery, death...sometimes good fortune if she tolerated the person. It often depended on her mood. She wouldn't be talking much about these secret matters, though, since it had quite literally been beaten into her that she wouldn't be anything aside from this picture-perfect girl from some painting that would be a Lady and nothing else. Ha, so they thought...she'd certainly act the part though, if for no other reason than out of habit* |
| Belle says *as the rat hissed the fox growled, it's wings fluttering a bit though Belle kept a firm hand on it's back so it didn't move. It kept a snarl with it's ears firmly pinned back, it's body long enough to actually rest it's paws on either side of her lap. Smaller than a dog, certainly, but larger than the rat. At least that one* I guess you could say that. *she replied bluntly, only stroking it's back calmly. Or at least, she attempted to be calm* Why do you want to find this guy so badly anyway? *she finally asked with a touch of annoyance. If he'd answered her that in the first place they wouldn't have gotten into this mess* |
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