The Elites Of Celestion.
03-10-2014, 03:23 PM
(This post was last modified: 04-22-2014, 01:34 AM by Sin.)
Number: 13
Name: Phoenix
Age: 2
Voice: J. Michael Tatum -Voice over link, skip to 51 seconds-
Scent: Always smells like the heat of burning fire.
Appearance: This titan stands at a massive size of 42" and contains the power of the mythical bird itself. Hence his namesake. His pelt is intermixed with a combination of oranges and warm yellows that blend in perfectly upon his coarse coat. Muscles ripple underneath the short thick fur that envelops his figure, abnormally large paws used for smacking and beating the opponent into seeing stars when the teeth fail to connect. He has learned to adopt tactics from several different opponents and creatures, adopting techniques from big cats and bears among other animals. The top portion of his body contains more of the solar color then the rest of his body, his tail being the only exception where it runs down from the base of his tail to midway before it stops. He contains the eyes of the solar flare, pitch black pupils ringed by yellow and then outlined by an intense orange. Those who stare into his eyes feel intimidation, for he contains no emotions within his eyes nor his features.
Personality: Emotionless is the titan that walks the lands. He knows not the existence of love or friendship towards others. The only one who has been able to receive such things is his twin sister, Phoenixa. However, even she hardly if ever, sees his emotions at all. He is devoid of almost every emotion; compassion, love, sympathy, non-existent within the heart of this beast. He prefers to keep distant from others, often using tones of neutrality and coming off as rude or as if he doesn't care. It's not because he hates everything, no. It's simply the way he was raised. He is a warrior, a fighter, and a leader to the core. Seldom will he ever want to hand the power to someone else, and although he is not power hungry like some wolves, he simply does not like to follow authority whom has not earned his respect. He is a quick thinker, and a tongue to match should one decide to provoke him. Although he is level headed, he will not hesitate to put someone in their place should they choose to insult him. They will have only brought the misfortune upon themselves, for he never goes easy. His motto "When you can't make them see the light, make them feel the heat." In other words, if they don't see the light of their mistake upon insulting him and being disloyal, he will not hesitate to engage you in combat to teach you your wrongs. The beast is not to be trifled with, for he will never hesitate to attack. (Just an emphasis on that part of him.) Loyalty is instilled in him just as much as fearlessness, however, only to those who have earned it. And it is no easy task to earn his loyalty and trust. It's a battle either way. The titan knows only seriousness, and is unknown to the ways of laughter, fun, and play time. He is all work and no play, and there is no telling whether he will ever see that side of life.
Roleplay Sample:
A growl summoned its way to his maw as the beast walked the lands. He was in a land unknown, however, the free lands were almost his for the taking. He could smell the weakness of the earth, the decay of destruction past, present, and future. The lands here were weak, but he would make them strong. The Celestion walked among the normalcy of the world, for he was a celestial titan who dwelled among the stars...or so he always believed. He was an elite, a warrior, nothing could stop him. And those who tried would quickly find themselves in a position between life and death. He was not afraid to take the life of another, although with good reason...unless he was provoked and irritated enough to simply do it. Fiery eyes roamed over the landscape, coarse fur lying flat against his form as the autumn wind picked up. Upon anyone else, they would have shivered from the sudden chill, but he remained unaffected. He was already cold, not in temperature but from the cold of his heart. He was not one to trifle in unimportant affairs such as friendship and love, so he knew no such thing.
Audits swiveled, the sound of footfalls nearby catching the males attention, however, not the ones he was looking for. His sister had become separated, the Celestion scattered from the fate that had befallen their homeland. And he ended up here, but had his sister made it too? However much he was able to live without her, the thought stung the back of his mind like cactus thorn lying unseen beneath the skin. They always stuck together, not because he particularly cared, but because together nobody dared mess with the duo. They were titans, and together they would strike fear into the hearts of those who dared challenge them. Another growl found its way forth, the footfalls coming closer. However, they sounded heavy, not like any dog or creature he had heard before. But...was it really weight he heard? Or clumsiness? Either way he would find out. The male crept forward, ears flat, eyes narrowed, tail stuck straight out behind him as his hackles raised, and he would confront the interloper that dared tempt his path. Upon breaking through the shrubbery, he would come to find a creature unlike any he had seen before. A lumbering creature, black and white with rather large claws. Its black beady eyes gazing at him with a curiosity much like his own, however, also holding a sense of unease and hesitation. A tilt of his head would bring him to a stop, the titan gazing wondrously at the smaller creature. "What are you and who are you?" He would question, words falling from inked jowls with no emotion attached, although there was the very faintest hint of curiosity behind them. The creature would rise up on hind legs, as if sizing him up. Unafraid it seemed to be, mischievous and daring were the waves cast off his soul. And he would respond. "Name's Rhonir, I'm a honey badger. Don't tell me ye've never seen one 'o my kind before?" The Celestion would gaze at him with a blank slated gaze. Honey badger? What the hell was that? However skeptical he was, he could not keep up the facade.
"No, I've never seen something like you before...Tell me, where am I?" Rhonir chuckled slightly, the titan himself narrowing his eyes as he made to question the badger, however, the badger would answer first. "Ye're in a land of opportoonities my frien', this is the land tha' is inhabited by creatures such as yoorself, but...ye're a wee bit different then others I've seen 'round here. So ye're new tae these parts, that okay. I'll show ye around if ye'd like, c'mon. Follow me." Rhonir would turn, shuffling off in the opposite direction of which he came. Phoenix would stand there, eyes narrowed as he debated within the confines of his mind whether to follow, or go his own way...but there was something about this creature, something that would pull the titan forward. Never in his dreams had he thought about following anyone, much less a creature smaller then himself. But it was happening. After several moments of following the lumbering creature, Rhonir would turn, black eyes gazing up at the massive wolf. "So what be yer name big fella?" The beast would look down, fiery colored eyes pondering and thoughtful before an answer fell from his lips. "Phoenix." A short introduction, however, the creature had only asked for his name. With a nod of confirmation, the badger smiled slightly as he fell in step with the monster wolf. "Phoenix eh? Tis a noble name...I think you and I will get along quite fine. Welcome, Phoenix. Tae the land 'o heroes." And thus, would begin the journey of the Celestial being and his new comical and brave companion.
Name: Phoenix
Age: 2
Voice: J. Michael Tatum -Voice over link, skip to 51 seconds-
Scent: Always smells like the heat of burning fire.
Appearance: This titan stands at a massive size of 42" and contains the power of the mythical bird itself. Hence his namesake. His pelt is intermixed with a combination of oranges and warm yellows that blend in perfectly upon his coarse coat. Muscles ripple underneath the short thick fur that envelops his figure, abnormally large paws used for smacking and beating the opponent into seeing stars when the teeth fail to connect. He has learned to adopt tactics from several different opponents and creatures, adopting techniques from big cats and bears among other animals. The top portion of his body contains more of the solar color then the rest of his body, his tail being the only exception where it runs down from the base of his tail to midway before it stops. He contains the eyes of the solar flare, pitch black pupils ringed by yellow and then outlined by an intense orange. Those who stare into his eyes feel intimidation, for he contains no emotions within his eyes nor his features.
Personality: Emotionless is the titan that walks the lands. He knows not the existence of love or friendship towards others. The only one who has been able to receive such things is his twin sister, Phoenixa. However, even she hardly if ever, sees his emotions at all. He is devoid of almost every emotion; compassion, love, sympathy, non-existent within the heart of this beast. He prefers to keep distant from others, often using tones of neutrality and coming off as rude or as if he doesn't care. It's not because he hates everything, no. It's simply the way he was raised. He is a warrior, a fighter, and a leader to the core. Seldom will he ever want to hand the power to someone else, and although he is not power hungry like some wolves, he simply does not like to follow authority whom has not earned his respect. He is a quick thinker, and a tongue to match should one decide to provoke him. Although he is level headed, he will not hesitate to put someone in their place should they choose to insult him. They will have only brought the misfortune upon themselves, for he never goes easy. His motto "When you can't make them see the light, make them feel the heat." In other words, if they don't see the light of their mistake upon insulting him and being disloyal, he will not hesitate to engage you in combat to teach you your wrongs. The beast is not to be trifled with, for he will never hesitate to attack. (Just an emphasis on that part of him.) Loyalty is instilled in him just as much as fearlessness, however, only to those who have earned it. And it is no easy task to earn his loyalty and trust. It's a battle either way. The titan knows only seriousness, and is unknown to the ways of laughter, fun, and play time. He is all work and no play, and there is no telling whether he will ever see that side of life.
Roleplay Sample:
A growl summoned its way to his maw as the beast walked the lands. He was in a land unknown, however, the free lands were almost his for the taking. He could smell the weakness of the earth, the decay of destruction past, present, and future. The lands here were weak, but he would make them strong. The Celestion walked among the normalcy of the world, for he was a celestial titan who dwelled among the stars...or so he always believed. He was an elite, a warrior, nothing could stop him. And those who tried would quickly find themselves in a position between life and death. He was not afraid to take the life of another, although with good reason...unless he was provoked and irritated enough to simply do it. Fiery eyes roamed over the landscape, coarse fur lying flat against his form as the autumn wind picked up. Upon anyone else, they would have shivered from the sudden chill, but he remained unaffected. He was already cold, not in temperature but from the cold of his heart. He was not one to trifle in unimportant affairs such as friendship and love, so he knew no such thing.
Audits swiveled, the sound of footfalls nearby catching the males attention, however, not the ones he was looking for. His sister had become separated, the Celestion scattered from the fate that had befallen their homeland. And he ended up here, but had his sister made it too? However much he was able to live without her, the thought stung the back of his mind like cactus thorn lying unseen beneath the skin. They always stuck together, not because he particularly cared, but because together nobody dared mess with the duo. They were titans, and together they would strike fear into the hearts of those who dared challenge them. Another growl found its way forth, the footfalls coming closer. However, they sounded heavy, not like any dog or creature he had heard before. But...was it really weight he heard? Or clumsiness? Either way he would find out. The male crept forward, ears flat, eyes narrowed, tail stuck straight out behind him as his hackles raised, and he would confront the interloper that dared tempt his path. Upon breaking through the shrubbery, he would come to find a creature unlike any he had seen before. A lumbering creature, black and white with rather large claws. Its black beady eyes gazing at him with a curiosity much like his own, however, also holding a sense of unease and hesitation. A tilt of his head would bring him to a stop, the titan gazing wondrously at the smaller creature. "What are you and who are you?" He would question, words falling from inked jowls with no emotion attached, although there was the very faintest hint of curiosity behind them. The creature would rise up on hind legs, as if sizing him up. Unafraid it seemed to be, mischievous and daring were the waves cast off his soul. And he would respond. "Name's Rhonir, I'm a honey badger. Don't tell me ye've never seen one 'o my kind before?" The Celestion would gaze at him with a blank slated gaze. Honey badger? What the hell was that? However skeptical he was, he could not keep up the facade.
"No, I've never seen something like you before...Tell me, where am I?" Rhonir chuckled slightly, the titan himself narrowing his eyes as he made to question the badger, however, the badger would answer first. "Ye're in a land of opportoonities my frien', this is the land tha' is inhabited by creatures such as yoorself, but...ye're a wee bit different then others I've seen 'round here. So ye're new tae these parts, that okay. I'll show ye around if ye'd like, c'mon. Follow me." Rhonir would turn, shuffling off in the opposite direction of which he came. Phoenix would stand there, eyes narrowed as he debated within the confines of his mind whether to follow, or go his own way...but there was something about this creature, something that would pull the titan forward. Never in his dreams had he thought about following anyone, much less a creature smaller then himself. But it was happening. After several moments of following the lumbering creature, Rhonir would turn, black eyes gazing up at the massive wolf. "So what be yer name big fella?" The beast would look down, fiery colored eyes pondering and thoughtful before an answer fell from his lips. "Phoenix." A short introduction, however, the creature had only asked for his name. With a nod of confirmation, the badger smiled slightly as he fell in step with the monster wolf. "Phoenix eh? Tis a noble name...I think you and I will get along quite fine. Welcome, Phoenix. Tae the land 'o heroes." And thus, would begin the journey of the Celestial being and his new comical and brave companion.
