Member Profile Thread

[DarkeDrake]

Hello Every one!!!!

my name is Drake, I am A dragon(didn't see that one coming) I silver one at that, I am very affectionate 90% of the time and a demon the other 10%. I am mostly straight, unmated and a little mischieviouusly playful. I like Video games, Music, Art, and the occult among many other things (especialy lightning storms!) Anyway thank you for the guild admission <3


 

[T BaZil]

IC
Name. Coca Feudala
Age. 27
Species. Panda anthro
Orientation. Open sexuality... does not seek.

Height. 5foot, 11inches
Weight. 197pounds
Hair/fur colour. Brown... black and white
Eye colour. Brown

Occupation. Owner of a teahouse known as The Dancing Kunoichi
Likes. Sake and wines. Fried rice and lo mein. Pocky and pastries. Chess and Mahjong. Cartoons and mangas.
Dislikes. Fighting... badly brewed liquor. Loud and/or rude people. Mean parents. Memories.
Secrets. Bad memories.

Family. Surivitna; His mother... an honored lieutenant in his old tribe's militia. Belvedere; his younger sister.
Personality. Very humble and mellow. Coca doesn't move fast, he doesn't get angry easily and does his best not to disrespect others. However, he is drunk ninety-seven percent of the time. He enjoys sake, his sister's mangas and mahjong. It's easy to catch him watching Avatar: The Last Air Bender.

Background. Coca and his younger sister were born into a village of anthro pandas... one of 5, though the fifth was more of a neutral ground. Every now and then, the villages got along and respected one another's boundaries... each having their own methods and fighting styles. Each wielding their own preference in elements... his being fire. However, Coca's village was, by far, the most powerful of them all. And it didn't help the others even more that his village had adopted a secondary element... air. They often tried to obtain knowledge of earth, as well, so to have superior knowledge when in war.
Coca's mother was always an honor and well-respected lieutenant in their village's military and Coca was to follow. Having learned all the secrets and tricks that his strong and proud mother had known, as well as the fighting styles and original way of the panda anthro, he was soon to be recognized as her pride once he was old enough to register himself. Even after which, there had been no chance in proving his worth outside of sparring matches to which Coca shown that he was more than his mother's son. More than a skillful protége. He would soon take his mother's mantle with honor.

Due to the lack of battle, there was no reason to be on edge. Since his establishment in the militia, Coca found himself husband to a beautiful panda anthro and father to a baby boy. As soon as the boy could walk, run, jump and throw... Coca began teaching him what his mother had taught him and his sister. The pride his mother felt for her children... Coca began to understand it as he watched his son grow.
War had long since been cast aside. The militia was always wondering if there were plans, from opposing villages, to attack them in secrecy. But with all the wonderful time spent with his small family, Coca had not been listening and had not seen it coming. Five years old, his son was, when the boy and his mother were found murdered. The rage curdled inside Coca's chest... driving him to bring about war on his own.

He sought out those responsible of his family's murders and when they were found -- mercy was not a feat that Coca had understood. But when the deed was done and vengeance was granted, remorse slipped in. Brutalizing his family's murderers didn't bring them back and closure was not felt. There was nothing left to do. With that, he sought out to leave the cluster of villages that had brought war with each other; his sister at his side. Instead of continuing the battle, they left in hopes of learning more from the outside world.
It was then that they came to settle in an urban area where a teahouse was opened by the pair of them. However, while it was a teaouse, they served food as well. Food was always on Coca's plate but not so much tea in his mug. One thing that every panda from the villages had learned was how to home brew sake and wines. Coca's sake was, by far, the most potent ever imagined. And with its strong wonders, Coca attempted to forget the past by drowning himself in it. Melancholy was an understatement when one looked into his eyes as he knocked back bottle after bottle. It was all he could do to keep living without being brought to insanity from the bad dreams he had when he closed his eyes.

While the murder of his family made him more humane, one could easily see that it was killing him, as well.

Fighting style(s). Tiger and Dragon-style Kung Fu... along with Drunken Fist.
Weapons. A 6foot2 staff that is 3.5inches in diameter.
Abilities. Control over the elements of fire and air.

OOC
Name. AJ
Age. 21
RP Experience. 5-6 years
Art. My own... .|Stile Libero|.