ＡＴ ＦＩＲＳＴ ＧＬＡＮＣＥ；___________________________________________His name: Meaning:Rather simple, but he has called himself Spent since he was reborn from the tar. He had already spent his time to live in his past life; he sees himself as a monster, an entity to live once more. Not entirely all a monster nor an entity, but more of a phantom or spirit. Lions believe the lake spit him out once more because he has a quest by fate to complete and wasn't able full-fill it in his past life; others believe he forced himself from the lake to plague the land to cause peace to be broken. He does not know himself why he was born again and doesn't recall any memory of his previous life.
Their Name:Meaning: There is a perennial Earth proverb that cats have 9 lives. Lions do not know what his name is so they have started calling him Ocho, the Spanish number eight. One life used, only eight left.
Gender: Element:
Darkness
a :
devoid or partially devoid of lightb :
relating to grim or depressing circumstances•Contorted Shadow: This ability
inquires Ocho to use his energy because
he uses mental power to control shadows.
Ocho is able to stretch, twist, and
disfigure his own shadow. Once his
shadow touches a living organism, it
can't move. Ocho is then able to make the
shadow 'grasp' the victim. This ability
requires a partner so Ocho can hold the
enemy while the partner can finish the job.
He can only contort his shadow for a small
amount of time and distance. Best used for
sneaking. One other way this skill can be
used is for distractions. Ocho can create
shadows to draw attention to one area
so enemies can be drawn there.
•Shroud: Definition Ocho can block out
any light in a black mist like patch of fog.
It creates lack of visibility and is most
used for ambushes. His mist appears like it
goes on for ever if the enemy tries to
relocate. It causes them to travel in circles
without noticing.
Death
a :
the cause or occasion of loss of lifeb :
an instance of dying•Necraemia: "A situation in which
the vital elements of the blood are dead."
Ocho is able to touch a lion and they
instantly start to feel weak and
nausea. Very soon after those two
symptoms are felt, the lion starts to
vomit. They are not just retching
their meal from earlier or their
stomach acid; they are spewing
the nutrients their body has not
absorbed yet. It is as if they are
sickened by flu.This process could
take around 12-24 hours before the
effected lion passes from lack
of nutrition.
•Necrolysis "Necrosis and loosening
of tissue."Ocho exhales a thick,
red/green mist that contains poison.
If any lion(s) inhale this mist -which
becomes translucent when it
spreads- will start to peel their skin
after the air-born poison infects
their either body. After their skin
begins to 'slip' off, their muscles
and any fatty tissues start to
detach from the bones.
Darkness+Deatha : A mix of both Ocho's elements.•
Rigor mortis:
Definition At will Ocho can produce a venom that will mix with his saliva. When he
bites a living creature, the venom in his spit will slowly blind and paralyze it's host. They will also start to loose their hearing, sense of smell and touch a few hours after the first symptoms begin. The symptoms take little under a day to fully take affect and the victim will be in that state until they pass. This ability can be stopped if there is a healer near-by to stop the poison.
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This side of Ocho is the only side you will see when he is surrounded by unknown lions including if you were to meet him for the first time. If you stick him in a large group of lions, he would keep to himself only that he would glare at everyone. He is very easily quick to temper, all depending on his mood. He does not spill blood or foul language unless provoked.
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Irate:
"Feeling or characterized by great anger." Ocho defiantly needs some anger therapy. He does not bottle up his emotions and channels his demons onto unfortunate objects-of-abuse. The reason for his everlasting anger is the searing hatred of being born into the world once more. He despises his re-birth and his life blood boils with irritation.
Apathetic:
"Showing or feeling no interest, enthusiasm, or concern."You would not find Ocho the perfect therapist. Ocho does not give a cluck what your problems are in fact he might say something close to the example given here: "Suck it up you worthless bag of bones." He gives no attention to the things that are hurt or dying because he believes they deserve to be in that position. His apathy is shown by his lack of enthusiasm for doing things such as performing hygiene. Primarily, he will just ignore pain and suffering unless he is of a mood to "play" with the lion unlucky enough to have become the object of his attention.
Antagonistic:
"Showing or feeling active opposition or hostility toward someone or something."You might understand this trait better if I said it's synonym was anger. He gets like this only to things that anger him greatly. He is angry all the time, this is the peak of his anger; the time you should try to run. This is also when he is his loudest. You will hear him throw fits and roar so loudly the ground will gently shiver. Often he would find a skeleton, place it up-right, and start to take his fit out on it. Each swing he grunts and quick snarls erupt from his mouth. If there is not skeleton, then he will find the nearest creature -a LOC or prey- and spread his anger by shredding the recipient in a rage leaving unrecognizable remnants scattered about. Deceiving:
"(Of a person) cause (someone) to believe something that is not true, typically in order to gain some personal advantage."Ocho has a very quick, silver tongue gained without any schooling and little socialization because he is incredibly intelligent and understands lions amazingly well. Like all psychopaths, he learns quickly and possesses an instinctual knowledge of other lions thoughts and actions. From experimentation, he has tested on his few alive visitors what works to persuade a lion to do almost anything. Rare is the visitor who does not succumb to his guile and those who cannot be manipulated are killed sooner than the others because they are of no use to him. It was not that long ago that he met some other lions when he was hunting and they didn't fall into is intellectual maze. If Ocho can get through to their heads, they have created a unstoppable swindle to complete his vile task in exchange for their life.
Contempt:
"The feeling that a person or a thing is beneath consideration, worthless, or deserving scorn." Ocho feels as though all life is lesser than him. The parse pray that roam the boundary of vast plains and desolate flatland are all more but tools of survival. He lives alone in a small cave system next to the graveyard and a short distance away from the pride lands. Any lion who wanders onto the land that surrounds his dwelling will be slaughtered. If they survive his attack, he sees them as useful and will then force them to do nefarious tasks. He scorns them and deems them worthless and will kill them eventually whether they complete the task or not.
Cynical:
"Concerned only with one's own interests and typically disregarding accepted or appropriate standards in order to achieve them."Tying closely with his apathy, his cynical outlook on life only correlates with the world's moral principles to get what he wants. Ocho has no humility for the ones who he believes are wasting oxygen on the planet, no respect for lower life. His views are skewed and tormented by his anger.
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You will see this side of this personality after he has found a liking to you and he finally warms up. There are just a few lions he has met that he feels this way towards them, they have given him a very different out look on life and when he is with them his anger dissipates. His face is always emotionless but only shows a smile or frown when his face is not visible. The only face expressions you see are of the negative.
Disclaimer: You will still get some of the negative from time to time.
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Fearless:
"Without fear; bold or brave; intrepid."Ocho is not afraid of anything in materialistic views. A fighter at heart, he will fight to his 2nd death to win. Whether it is to keep his new found hope from vanishing or to keep what is his; Ocho laughs in danger's very face, dauntless towards every challenge. Surprising enough, he is fearless of making friends too.
Intuitive:
"Direct perception of truth, fact, etc., independent of any reasoning process; immediate apprehension." You will find that Ocho is very easy to understand when he is giving instructions, etc. Very straight forward about everything and willing to help. His friends have found that it is easy for Ocho to come to them and tell them exactly what is troubling him. That allows them find the correct and proper solution. When it comes to Ocho helping one of his buds, it is more for battle technique than life advice; he doesn't have any good examples to give with all the anger and tantrums.
Humorous:
"Having or showing the faculty of humor; droll; facetious."Ocho can make some pretty sick puns and jokes thus making his humor the only trait to make him likable. This corresponds to his intelligence of lions because other than knowing how to manipulate he knows how to make someone laugh. His humor is the other thing besides murder that he finds joy in doing. You can see his expression slightly become excited when he is looking for your reaction to is humor.
Adaptive:
"Showing or having a capacity for or tendency toward adaptation."Incredibly, Ocho is flexible to new things and just as much as he is fearless, he is not scared to try new things. From his time with Vashti, he has learned how to be more excepting and eager to seek other ways to heal himself. Before his new found friends, he would still be considered adaptive because he moved places often to not attract attention to himself, but oops, looked what happened.
By Pyro&pupOwned by .The Bootless Box. wrote: Ｂｅｓｔ Ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ
Vashti became Ocho's therapist. Upon their surprise meeting, she could feel his anger is uncertainty from looking into his eyes. The blank, dull, lifeless eyes that she sees very often with lions she has helped. Vashti commented on his searing anger and discontent and the reply she received was one of silence. Through all of his years of encountering lions, none have noticed his pain, how he was destroying himself from within. She was quite beautiful upon their meeting and the fact this caring lioness sensed his distress, all he could do was feel his face heat up in embarrassment. His relationship towards her now is one sided. She comes to his unkempt underground cavity often to give him company and tell him things which began to make him see things differently. He has come to a point he developed a liking to the lioness and is considering her to be a mate. They connect well together considering that she does not remember anything from earlier in her life and Ocho does not recall anything from his past life. Being Vashti, she looked for history and asked elders anything about a grey, striped lion who lived during the reign of Giddeon. She discovered that a there was a lion that was very important during that time, but mysteriously disappeared one day. Since finding that information, she has kept it to herself in fear of how Ocho will react.
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Not being acquainted with Vashti, he noticed she left in the direction of the nearest edge of the Graveyard repeatedly. From being around cubs regularly and his role as a distracter, he started to analyze her absences and prepared his own mission to learn what she has been up to. Finally Joziah followed her to where she has been going too often. Vashti always went at night, but it wasn't like her to go this far out frequently. It was a long trek until she disappeared from the field's surface into a dark hole, nearing the Graveyard. Joziah approached the entrance to the dwelling that look like a cave. Upon entering, Ocho's double-ended tail was at Joziah's throat. Joziah couldn't move and was lost at breath from the bloodcurdling, intimidating lion standing directly in front of him. He could hear Vashti in the back of the cave releasing a sigh of relief. Ocho was told to step away from Joziah, he was trusted. Afterwards Joziah was questioned for following Vashti and he told them a honest answer; Vashti then told Joziah why she has been coming here. A moment of silence awakened then Joziah disturbed it saying that he will continue to go with Vashti to protect her on her travels here and back. His reasoning is what if it wasn't him who followed Vashti? Ocho only sees Joziah as somewhat a pest to interfere with is one on one therapy but Ocho has also found Joziah to be very helpful and considerate like Vashti.
Owned by Nizoluv wrote:Ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ
Meeting Eztli was very unexpected. They were both exploring the vast fields of the pride lands. Ocho was told by Vashti the beauty of the fields and how they twinkled like the sky. Ocho wanted to see the grass in her light, so he traveled far enough that nothing could be seen or heard but the finite, whispering green galaxy beneath his feet. For the first time, he noticed how beautiful the fields really were and a smile curled his lips. To break the moment, Ocho heard a shuffle of the grass close behind him and as the wind blew, the smell of a male lion drifted in the air. Ocho, turning around, stared up to a deep red lion. He can feel the lion's aura, his power. Ocho was phased or a slim moment but then pounced towards the huge lion out of instinct. The lion evaded Ocho's attack and kicked Ocho's legs back causing Ocho to fall onto the ground. The lion's huge paws were placed down on Ocho preventing him from moving. He looked up to the lion; Ocho could see a faint remain of anger and pain in the stranger's eyes. "Wh-why are you not in pain from your anger?" Ocho asked the stranger. He stepped off of Ocho and walked away from him. Ocho followed a few strides before they both stopped. "Learned to accept fate and was taught to continue, forgetting the past," a near whisper protruded from the lion's chest. Ocho, expressionless, replied, "Teach me."
Afterwards, Ocho learned the lion's name was Eztli. Ez met Vashti and Joziah, each explained their relationship with Ocho. Ez turned out to be a great friend, not just to vent about how they both were born twice, but because Ez was a formidable combatant.
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Much like how Joziah followed Vashti to Ocho, Anatu followed Eztli to Ocho. The reaction was different with her than with Joziah. Anatu was not noticed before they saw her slinking around the entrance to Ocho's cave. When Anatu saw Ocho for the first time, her back hairs went up, tail thickened, and teeth glared. As a fighter, Anatu immediately prepared herself to fight. When a lion is living in solitary in the unknown lands, he
must be a rebel. Her tunnel vision blinded her from seeing Ez in the back, who was very well known considering he was born from the blood moon. Ocho saw her body expression and readied himself for the lioness's attack. She launched herself at Ocho, only scratching some of his tail. As she was recoiling herself to proceed her battle, Ez pushed her down to her side. She scrambled to her feet and scurried out of the cave. Ocho and Ez new she was to be back. Ez swore a promise to keep her from telling authorities about Ocho, and followed after her leaving Ocho in familiar quietness.
Likes
• Bones -----------------------------------------------
• Quietness
• Darkness
• Vashti very much
• Warmth
• New jokes
• His abilities
Dislikes/fears:
• His rebirth
• To much white. That includes snow.
• Hunger
• To die once more
• Tar
• Groups of unknown presences
• Anatu
ＴＨＥ ＦＩＮＥＲ ＤＥＴＡＩＬＳ______________________________________________ The day of birth:Ocho does not remember anything from this previous life nor does any other lion alive to today. As the narrator, I will you his story. - - - - - Noir was born like any other lion onto this planet, with a mother and a father. He had one sibling, a male like himself. Noir and his brother grew up with their parents, who were both retired low-ranking warriors. The two cubs played together as warriors themselves, pretending to always fight together in battle and winning the battle together in the Caverns. Victorious they were in their games. They sooner matured to a point both of them sought not to play warriors, but to become warriors. They both were listed to be warriors from testing in the preliminary trials.
Finally accepted by a skilled mentor. At the time, the two brothers thought that their mentor was the best trainer in the entire pride land! With that, they were boastful upon walking towards their new mentor. To revive training was something exciting and spectacular to them. Believing they were the best apprentices, they sooner found out that they both were not. Their mentor started training them. They grew to be far more skilled and obtained knowledge that the brothers did not think existed. After being proved over and over again by their mentor, that did not wither their determination of becoming warriors, but instead it fueled them to try harder and learn quicker.
The twins excelled with their mentor and found it too easy in a matter of time. With only around 50 more years to advance to their adult form, they wanted to learn more things than the simple battle techniques, like how to use their powers. Their mentor understood their request and told them that he does not have either element they have so he has no way of teaching them to the brothers. The mentor said that they should split their paths and continue training with a mentor of their own. Leaving the mentor was hard for the brothers, but they said their good byes with watery eyes and smiles.
Already being away from their parents, the brothers had no known way of communicating with them. They wanted to tell them about their progress and how they are now moving on. Walking up on a fork in the road, the brothers said their own good byes and took opposite paths that went in either direction on the mountain range. Noir walked down the right path and his brother continued down the left.
- - - - - Noir found himself desperate to find a mentor. He has been traveling for a long time now and every lion he had asked that they are not taking apprentices, or that they don't teach that element, or that they are not one and they do not know a mentor either. Being young, he still does not know patients and he is naive thinking it would be easy finding a mentor! Out of frustration, he decided to start training himself. He went off the road to find a flat spot that would be perfect for training. With worn, aching paws, he found a spot, it even had a small overhang to one side where a cliff looked over the area. Shuffling over to the overhang, he laid down. It was afternoon, the air was warm and dry but the overhang was damp and kept was pointing in the same direction of the sun making it shady and cool. Noir drifted off into a deep sleep.
Waking up, Noir found that it was in the evening. The sky has turned a yellow-orange with purple clouds scattered in the placid sky. He sat up noticing how sore he was from sleeping on the rock. But there was something else he noticed too: the smell of lion. He ran out from under the small overhang to look around. His eyes were big and bright scanning the surface of desolate rock. From in the overhang came a scratchy voice.
- - - - - "Over here boy, if I -
cough- were a snake I could of bit you..." The unfamiliar voice called " Come please."
After the stranger coughed, their voice was no longer scratchy. It was a very comforting voice, sounded wise. Noir turned back toward the overhang. There, was a lion dressed with a patchy black cloak with the hood over the lion's head. His feet were large, his legs were lean, tattered in scars, and his lips were firm adorning a three scars over his lower jaw. Noir started shaking and tears built below his eyes.
- - - - - "Oh lordy boy, there is nothing to fear. I am here to be your mentor! Come! Come sit next to me!"
Uncertain if he should walk over to the stranger, he shook his head violently and in a shaky voice whimpered: "You have to be here to devour me! I cannot defend myself from you!"
- - - - - "You have a very good vocabulary! It would be a shame if you were to refuse my offer, you would make a wonderful apprentice. Now come back over here, I promise I am not here to eat you!" The stranger started to sound annoyed.
Noir stat in silence. In return of that stubborn response Noir made, the stranger make a ball of light that quivered and sparked. One after another, more of the barking balls of light appeared and moved around the stranger. He then lifted himself from off the rock and walked out from beneath the overhang. The stranger flicked his head up to remove the hood masking his battle worn face.
- - - - - "They say that the best elemental mentors are the ones who are opposite of their apprentice's element. You say you want to be a warrior?" Has he finishes his sentence, the several snapping balls of light shoot up, high above them. They go far enough up that you can't hear their barking anymore, but as Noir thought it is not that impressive, light and color rocket in multiple directions and a deafening boom erupts. Each trail of light spread from the center and slowly fade into the blackening sky. "Are you up to it?"
Utterly amazed and simply speechless, Noir quickly nods his head to the large lion now standing to his left.
"Then lets introduce each other."
Training has been going amazingly well with Ison and Noir but know with their planet at it's farthest distance away from the closest sun, the coldness and weather is demanding. Noir progresses greatly in his training and it turns out Ison is tons more fun than Noir's previous mentor. Noir has found that it is rather difficult to master using his element. Ison stated that the element of darkness is one of the many of 14 plus elements.
- - - - - "Each element as their own properties so some are easier to master than others. Darkness is one of the most difficult along with light because they are more related to forms of energy. You can't touch, smell, taste, or hear darkness or light, you can only
see it. Depending on your compatibility with your element, you can use it in different ways than others with the same element. I have applied touch and noise to those balls of light I introduced you with. They became an object, more or less a ball of positive energy."
With this information, it made learning how to use his element of darkness somewhat easier to summon it. It is extremely exhausting for Noir. He is only a few days away from achieving is adult form and he would like to visit his parents. This 'off brand' training is a bit different than the traditional, it is more work but Noir realizes it is for the better. What Noir is really hoping is that when he becomes an adult, his powers will become easier to come to terms with. He has talked to Ison about it and Ison said that even though Noir will not be a cub, they will still train.
It was the day before Noir became an adult and he set off with Ison to return home. Noir did not noticed how far he really did travel away from home before he met Ison. He vaguely remembered the roads he took away from home and there was a strong sense of nostalgia in particular places on the road. One that started to make him tear up, was the fork in the road his twin brother and Noir split from each other. It was so long ago that they parted ways, Noir only hoped his brother found someone to be is mentor. Ison and Noir continue to trek down the road until Noir started to remember the surrounding rock formations! This was the place that he and his brother trained with their first mentor. Conflicted flicked about in Noir's head about his brother. He was conflicted enough Ison saw is uneasiness.
- - - - - "What is wrong Noir? Something stuck in your measly paw or you got a tooth ache?"
"It- it's nothing Ison... just thinking about my brother..."
- - - - - "Brother! I had no clue you had a sibling! Why is he not with you?"
"We parted ways to find our own mentors to become better warriors. Our previous mentor told us that is what we needed to do, so we did. Took different paths at the fork in the road we passed not to long ago."
- - - - - "Let me tell you something. Your first mentor was a fool to separate you two. Twins are the most powerful only with each other.... I do have concern for your brother. Lets both hope he is in good hands."
Noir continued walking on without saying a word, a reaction Ison is used to by now.
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Paws sore by now, both of the travelers reach a dwelling Noir perfectly remembers has his home. Breaking into a stride, Noir paces towards the slummy appearing shelter. He reaches the door, to excited to get a hold on the handle. Fumbling it, he opens the flimsy door too see rats scurrying into hidden holes. The house was then empty. Noir's stomach dropped to the ground and his heart pounded in his throat. Nothing could come from is mouth because of his enormous amount of disbelief.
- - - - - "Well, his is homey. I don't see your parents here nor does it seem like anyone has lived here or quite some time. Are you sure this is your folk's place?"
Noir with tears now streaming down his face he manages: "Thi-this is my home. Where are my parents! Why did they leave? -
sniff- whe-wh-where are theeyyy!" Noir bursts into wailing. Ison lights the room in an orange light to try to call him. With Noir fully developed in sorrow and woe, Ison sees two lion skeletons in the far corner of the house. Not saying anything, Ison leads him outside.
- - - - - "Hey, hey. It is okay. They just probably moved or even tried to find you two!"
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Snniiiff- "Ye -yeah. Maybe you are r-r-right. It is now-w by job to f-f-f-find them."
- - - - - "That is the spirit!" Ison coos, glancing at the slummy grotto.
Now being 367 years old, he is now a full fledged secondary leader; warrior. He has fought several battles now, and that has allowed him to nearly completely master is element. Ison is more of a best bud to Noir more than he is a mentor any more. Being that it has been over 100 years since Noir learned his parents went 'missing' and he hasn't heard anything about his brother either. From time to time, he worries about his relatives and only hopes that they are not in pain.
He enjoys battle, feeling that he is doing the correct thing to do, keep the rebels way from the peaceful land. Other than that, he has also been put on patrols around the mountain range to see anything odd or out of place. Winters are known to be hard, but there are rarely deaths during them. Yet again his platoon have been nearing the place were he found his parents away from their home, still believing they left to find him or his brother. He decided to take a look at the rat infested house once more. He walked to the door, hesitantly opened the old decaying door, and discovered the truth. Not tears fell down his face but a silent anger spread through him. Walking over to the darkened skeletons of his parents, he called three of his platoon members to help him carry the skeletons to take them to the lake. His platoon members saw his hot, boiling anger and decided not to poke the beast.
They walked without break to the lake, gathering on lookers that started to follow them as they started to walk through a more populated part of the mountain range on the way to the lake. A large crowd followed Nior's platoon to the entrance to the lake. The platoon continued into the small area around the lake while the on lookers stayed behind the lake's protecting arms.
Noir started developing tears as he stood there rock solid with his platoon, awaiting Giddeon to arrive. Once he did, a nod granted Noir to drop his parents into the lake, allowing the tears to slide down his cheeks, into the lake's water. There was a feel of gratitude in the air and release. That is when, the distant on lookers started to gasp and whisper. It was too late to notice sooner. Sharp claws tear into his left hock and arrive at his left shoulder. He begins to cry in pain as they instantly start to discolor from infection.
Sheer will allowed Noir to keep himself standing up. The pain is intense and is spreading, by now he cannot feel his left two legs. Still looking down into the water, he is in to much pain to turn to see his attacker. In the distance, he hears the crowd cry and yelp as enemies are chasing away every soul to see. The guards around Giddeon lead him away from the attackers so may not be harmed. His platoon is desperately trying stand their ground, but all are killed like flies.
"Who... are you?"
"You wouldn't recognize your own brother? What a mere shame you have become." Noir's eyes widen in disbelief, fear, and happiness. "What are you doing?! Why are you doing this?!" He managed to choke.
"Why? Why am I doing this? I am going to give you the same pain I felt for so many years since you left me. And our parents? They weren't any help to me since they did not know where you were, so I killed the *******." Noir forced his numb body to turn towards his enemy, causing his back legs to slip and only is front legs holding on to the drop off. The enemy walked up to him and slowly ran a claw down the left side of his face, dragging it into is eye and cheek. Noir screamed in pain. "I will not call to my brother." Noir seared.
"You know, I was always on your left side. Never was I next to your right. YOUR LEFT SIDE WILL ALWAYS BE MINE!" At that moment, Noir's claws slip from the rock and he falls into the water. Time seems to stop in that moment before hitting the water. Noir recalls everything he just witnessed. The last thing he sees this the enemy smirking down at him as he falls to his death.
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The water burns and it's acidic properties remove his skin, gnaws at his living tissue, and finally his bones. Noir is no longer Noir. He is now a memory of Noir. He sees ghostly, misty figures of his parents. Sorrow is shared between the memory of his parents and the memory of Noir. Then all goes completely black.
Ocho awakes from a start, gasping from the burning in his left legs and face. He gapes his mouth finding a breath. His arms are flailing about, fighting the tar that he is encased in but now emerging from. Searching for solid ground, he crawls out of the blackness and shivers although the tar is rather warm. It sticks to his fur, making it difficult to move now that it is hardening. Ocho see black figures approach him and he faints onto the ground.
Extras
Weaknesses:
• Females
Ocho recently found that he
really enjoys the company
of lionesses. On top of meeting
females, he will blush unless he
has his thoughts occupied with
other things.
•Anger
This is a weakness anyone can
make out in plain daylight. You
would think that his anger
would instead strengthen Ocho
but it is destroying Ocho's mind.
This thoughts are skewed into
seeing the world as a cesspool
of merciless laws and making
Ocho become addicted to
death and destruction.
Strengths:
• Vashti
She is his angel, a
descendant from a better
place. He is eager to see her
as often as he possibly can.
His feelings of affection
towards the lioness are not
ones of lust, butof happiness
and hope. The way Vashti
makes Ocho feels empowers
Ocho, inspiring him, slowly
leading him to the path of
self-peace.
•Elements
Without Ocho's elements,
he is not sure he would want to
continue living. They are a part
of him and have saved from
from near death when he was
once very weak.
Art included in form:
#1: By Myself
#2: By FullFireAlchemyRoyEd
#3-5: By Myself
#6: By Pyro&pup
#7: By MyselfArt not included in form:
#2b: By FullFireAlchemyRoyEd
#8: By WillowTheme song: Halsey- Gasoline [clean]Total Bone Count: 15 Claws + 29 Bones + 12 Rib cage = 56
I laugh in the face of fear, Tundra. I accept my defeat. My only hope are the bones I measly gathered.
by Tundra » Sun Dec 27, 2015 12:52 pm 
