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PostSubject: Arlyn's Profile   Arlyn's Profile Icon_minitimeWed Jun 10, 2009 7:48 am

-----------------[He's not your everyday on the block]-----------------


Name: Arlyn (I don't really like this name for Bane, but I just got tired of looking)

Age: 40 (not quite, in about a week rp time)

Race: Purebred Elain wolf

Gender: Male

Height: 6' 0''

*Hair Color: A kind of dark plumish

*Eye Color: Bright green. Like, so bright you can't look directly at them or you'll go blind. xD

*Skin Color: Palish

-----------------[He knows how to work with what he's got]-----------------


Personality: Arlyn is a very patient, solemn and calm wolf. In most encounters he will be more caught up with the thoughts stirring in his mind rather than the speech circling around him. He had once felt the utmost importance of responsibility and that it ranked higher than anything else. But now he’s really just an observer. Every now and again, he will fall victim to boredom and release this boredom in an act of complete silliness. In truth, Arlyn prefer to watch, listen and learn, and not involve himself. His life is quiet now and he enjoys it very much, even if he can be banked with the uncertain feeling of loneliness.

He walks with a slouch, his head bowed, but his gaze looking upwards. Do not be fooled by his demeanour, he acts like this on purpose. He acts like a broken down wolf, hiding his strength that still pulses beneath his fur. His muscles are ripe with use, undercover hunting that keeps him in shape.

His eyes are what he is known for, whether you note them as Sais eyes or his own, they are never forgotten. The bright green eyes can leave you breathless or afraid, and they are often hidden beneath long wispy bangs.

Likes: Getting laid, looking younger than he really is

Dislikes: Getting older, Set

Sexual Orientation: Straight

-----------------[Making his way to the top]-----------------


Illness's: None (no, he's not a sex addict)

Allergic Reactions: None

Fears: Birds

Trusts: Akaelin

Hopes and Dreams: *will figure out later*

-----------------[He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice]-----------------


Relations:

Hatred
Angered
Annoyance
Aquainted
Friend
Trusted
Best Friend
Respect
Love
Crush
Passion
Mate
Family/Relative

Nathifa: I liked you at first. You seemed very nice. Then you agreed to sleep with another man...for what? One god and his broken half dead army? I think there's more to that story than you're letting on.
Runi: You have more power than you deserve kid. Most of us have had to work hard to get where we are today. Then you come, spout up to the size of an 8 year old six months later, and claim to have the power to destroy us all with a snap of your fingers? You really are your fathers son.
Set: I actually don't have much to say to you. You caused my nephew a lot of shame and embarassement, just so that you could have your bastard child. Well, you got him, now why don't you and he pick up and leave already?
Akaelin: You might be bitter, but other than that I think you turned out alright. I have to admit, I'm glad the puppy days are behind me. You were worse than an actual baby.
Cael: God I hate dealing with you. You're not my son, you're a disgrace. You have no future, not even potential for one. The only reason you haven't been put down yet is because I'm too lazy.

-----------------[Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard]-----------------


History: Arlyn has been described as both the greatest musician of his time, as well as the biggest man whore. He has bastard children scattered across the globe, with many different kinds of women. Werefalcons, elain wolves, werelions, weredragons, you name it, he's screwed it. He only knows of two children though, Sai and Cael. He's sure there's others, but doesn't really go out of his way to find them. He's actually not real crazy about children and doesn't know how to handle them, so he usually just stays away.

When Akaelin was born, Danica (Akaelins mother and Arlyns older sister) asked him to raise the pup for her. She was sure that Nicias would take the puppy as a kind of monster or demon and kill him. After certain events in which Nicias almost succeeded, Arlyn took him in when he was 13.

He taught Akaelin basicly everything he knows. How to hunt, walk, talk, read, write, swordplay, math, pretty much everything you can think of. He's basicly Akaelins father in every way except he didn't donate the sperm (because having sex with your sister would be very morally wrong).

-----------------[And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind]-----------------


Sanity Level: 9/10
Intelligence Level: 9/10
Wits in a Battle: 10/10
Fighting Experience: 10/10
Killing Experience: 10/10
Hunting: 6/10
Fishing: 2/10
Aggression Level: 5/10
Speed Level: 9/10
Strength Level: 6/10
Hygiene Level: 10/10
Kindness Level: 6/10
Curiosity Level: 5/10
Humor Level: 5/10
Flirting Experience:10/10

-----------------[It's like a design is written in his head every time]-----------------


Theme Song: Remember the Name by Fort Minor

You ready?! Let's go!
Yeah, for those of you that want to know what we're all about
It's like this y'all (c'mon!)

[Chorus:]
This is ten percent luck, twenty percent skill
Fifteen percent concentrated power of will
Five percent pleasure, fifty percent pain
And a hundred percent reason to remember the name!

Mike! - He doesn't need his name up in lights
He just wants to be heard whether it's the beat or the mic
He feels so unlike everybody else, alone
In spite of the fact that some people still think that they know him
But fuck em, he knows the code
It's not about the salary
It's all about reality and making some noise
Making the story - making sure his clique stays up
That means when he puts it down Tak's picking it up! Let's go!

Who the hell is he anyway?
He never really talks much
Never concerned with status but still leaving them star struck
Humbled through opportunities given despite the fact
That many misjudge him because he makes a living from writing raps
Put it together himself, now the picture connects
Never asking for someone's help, or to get some respect
He's only focused on what he wrote, his will is beyond reach
And now it all unfolds, the skill of an artist

This is twenty percent skill
Eighty percent fear
Be a hundred percent clear cause Ryu is ill
Who would've thought that he'd be the one to set the west in flames
And I heard him wreck it with The Crystal Method, "Name Of The Game"
Came back dropped Megadef, took em to church
I like bleach man, why you had the stupidest verse?
This dude is the truth, now everybody's giving him guest spots
His stock's through the roof I heard he's fuckin' with S. Dot!

[Chorus]

They call him Ryu, he's sick
And he's spitting fire
And mike got him out the dryer he's hot
Found him in Fort Minor with Tak
What a fuckin' nihilist porcupine
He's a prick, he's a cock
The type woman want to be with, and rappers hope he get shot
Eight years in the making, patiently waiting to blow
Now the record with Shinoda's taking over the globe
He's got a partner in crime, his shit is equally dope
You wont believe the kind of shit that comes out of this kid's throat

Tak! - He's not your everyday on the block
He knows how to work with what he's got
Making his way to the top
He often gets a comment on his name
People keep asking him was it given at birth
Or does it stand for an acronym?
No he's living proof, got him rocking the booth
He'll get you buzzing quicker than a shot of vodka with juice
Him and his crew are known around as one of the best
Dedicated to what they do and give a hundred percent

Forget Mike - Nobody really knows how or why he works so hard
It seems like he's never got time
Because he writes every note and he writes every line
And I've seen him at work when that light goes on in his mind
It's like a design is written in his head every time
Before he even touches a key or speaks in a rhyme
And those motherfuckers he runs with,
The kids that he signed?
Ridiculous, without even trying,
How do they do it?!

[Chorus - repeat 2x]

[Outro - Mike Shinoda:]
Yeah! Fort Minor
M. Shinoda - Styles of Beyond
Ryu! Takbir! Machine Shop!


Voice: Leo from Jungle Emporer Leo (start at 7:00 end at 8:10)
More Leo (start at 2:37 end at 4:44)
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