Post by Tomasio De Luca on Sept 1, 2008 6:59:21 GMT -5
Name of Canon Character:: Tomasio De Luca
Age:: 18
Grade:: Senior
Celebrity used:: Orlando Bloom
Clique:: The Claw
Pharagraph in Canon List:: Protective|Mysterious|Rebellious|Wealthy|Water Elemental|Black Panther|Lifemate to Aundrea ( I didn't know if this is exactly what you wanted. It also had those heart things or whatever, but I dont know how to do those..)
Password:: Admin Edit
Reccomended by:: N/A [ I played Jaxon Crossing when this was Barrington] [Surprise! lol]
Rp Sample as the canon character:: There was something about the freedom that running around completely naked gave you. But, exactly what that was, had yet to have been found out, at least to Tomasio De Luca. As the son of one of the two Headmasters of the academy, everyone would normally expect Tomasio to be well behaved, disiplined, and even straight-laced, but that wasn't him. He ran faster, feeling the wind against the fur of his transformed state, almost resembling a blur to anyone who would've turned their head to see exactly what it was that had made some sort of sound in the trees.
Sure, he wasn't supposed to transform around the others, nor was he supposed to let on to the fact that he wasn't exactly just human, and he liked the think he did his part in keeping his secret. He never transformed in public, nor did he do it during the daylight where people could plainly see a black panther just running around the campus, that would be idiodic of him. As he ran, he felt free, of everything. His thoughts soaring the skies as not a single thing stuck in his brain to keep his mind occupied execpt the task at hand, and that was to run! He could tell that the full moon was nearing its shine, as everyday he could feel his body just getting antsy to transform so he could be free, his senses easily became overwhelmed at the slightest smell, taste, or even touch of anything.
But no matter. He could get his fill of just running around, hidden in the thick forest, shielded by the blanket of the night that helped him stay hidden thanks to the shiny black fur he had. When he began to feel some sort of fatigue, Tomasio came to a hault, by a large tree and laid there panting heavily, patting his long black tail against the ground. The cold outside seemed to have no sort of affect on him, as he felt as warm as he would if he had been in his human form and wrapped tightly in a thick jacket with multiple layers of clothing on. It felt good...
Age:: 18
Grade:: Senior
Celebrity used:: Orlando Bloom
Clique:: The Claw
Pharagraph in Canon List:: Protective|Mysterious|Rebellious|Wealthy|Water Elemental|Black Panther|Lifemate to Aundrea ( I didn't know if this is exactly what you wanted. It also had those heart things or whatever, but I dont know how to do those..)
Password:: Admin Edit
Reccomended by:: N/A [ I played Jaxon Crossing when this was Barrington] [Surprise! lol]
Rp Sample as the canon character:: There was something about the freedom that running around completely naked gave you. But, exactly what that was, had yet to have been found out, at least to Tomasio De Luca. As the son of one of the two Headmasters of the academy, everyone would normally expect Tomasio to be well behaved, disiplined, and even straight-laced, but that wasn't him. He ran faster, feeling the wind against the fur of his transformed state, almost resembling a blur to anyone who would've turned their head to see exactly what it was that had made some sort of sound in the trees.
Sure, he wasn't supposed to transform around the others, nor was he supposed to let on to the fact that he wasn't exactly just human, and he liked the think he did his part in keeping his secret. He never transformed in public, nor did he do it during the daylight where people could plainly see a black panther just running around the campus, that would be idiodic of him. As he ran, he felt free, of everything. His thoughts soaring the skies as not a single thing stuck in his brain to keep his mind occupied execpt the task at hand, and that was to run! He could tell that the full moon was nearing its shine, as everyday he could feel his body just getting antsy to transform so he could be free, his senses easily became overwhelmed at the slightest smell, taste, or even touch of anything.
But no matter. He could get his fill of just running around, hidden in the thick forest, shielded by the blanket of the night that helped him stay hidden thanks to the shiny black fur he had. When he began to feel some sort of fatigue, Tomasio came to a hault, by a large tree and laid there panting heavily, patting his long black tail against the ground. The cold outside seemed to have no sort of affect on him, as he felt as warm as he would if he had been in his human form and wrapped tightly in a thick jacket with multiple layers of clothing on. It felt good...