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I just assumed it was the SCP Goat God was playing as. .__.
CallaLily180 said
I think I'm going to make a second character! A skinwalker to be exact...hehehe.


Interesting, I could roll with that. The skinwalkers from my novel have some stuff added on to them from the mythology, though. You don't have to make yours like mine, obviously, but here's some points about my species just because I feel like elaborating on it:

-If it's going to be a pureblood, they have a virus that's going to make them start rotting and falling apart when they become adults, eventually turning them into zombies. Conner doesn't have this because he's mixed and humans are immune to the virus, but a fair number of his relatives do. A lot of skinwalkers choose to marry humans or other races deliberately to spare their children that agony, though, so there are a LOT of mixed breeds running around. I even have some characters that are half selkie.

-They only get to shapeshift into one animal, and the type of animal is passed down from the father. Usually it's larger/more fierce then normal specimens. (Most of Conner's family are various types of bird, although his grandmother is a wolf.)

-They're more aggressive as children but otherwise the young ones aren't distinguishable from humans until adolescence, apart from having eyeshines. Purebloods can live to be around 250 years old, for human hybrids it's more like 200 depending on how mixed they are. Both stop aging naturally after 30 or so.

-They have a distinct family hierarchy, with clans lead by an alpha couple (which is more in charge just depends on their personality). The alpha male grows antlers at puberty if he's born into it or whenever he takes charge if not. The females all get fangs and claws for their part, though. There's also a beta couple as well who have some power and influence; the beta male doesn't grow antlers but he sometimes wears a deer skull on his head to show authority. There's a lot of drama and in-fighting in clans because purebloods are so inherently hostile even to each other. It can get really nasty, to the point that you have things like meeker individuals being ostracized for not being strong enough to defend themselves, and maiming/killing the children of rival families to eliminate competition. Generally, they're not a very hospitable species.

Conner's uncle is the alpha male of his clan, but because of how the hierarchy works half of his family would have to drop dead before he had a shot, hence what he said in the RP. Plus, he's way too docile to survive because of being raised in human society.
One of the field agents present that day didn't say a word, but leaned against a wall polishing his gun. He flipped it upside down in his hand and then raised an eyebrow. They where always armed, although in their line of work it was mostly for show. The type of things they encountered usually didn't care if you had a gun or not. The thing the other day had been an exception though; he could have shot the guy, but he was ordered not to. He figured they probably had a decent reason for keeping it alive. They where the Foundation, after all, not the GOC.
Yeah if you want.
It's my last year so I don't take very many classes right now, I just kinda hang around for most of the day.
I'm at school but I'm here.
I've done this before, I'm an INFP. =) Works for me, I love being a wishy-washy mush.

MBTI can be a good way to help flesh out your characters, too, along with the Enneagram system. I usually classify my characters with both since the types don't match up to each other and that gives you a pretty unique profile to work with. For example, I'm a type 9 in the Enneagram even though most INFPs turn up as type 4s.
A sly, intrigued expression came over his face. "I see...nothing objectionable about that offer. I am Jonas Campbell, investor, banker, foreigner to the world of men, lover of beautiful women. They call me The Emperor, but of course you may address my by name, my dear."
He stopped crunching the rocks to look up at her, swallowing them after a few seconds and then speaking. "Well hello there my fine madame, is this your home? I do apologize for the noise, there are so very few suitable metals on this island and rocks are like cheap candy in comparison and much crunchier then gold." He put on a smile and then paused again, briefly. "You on the other hand, resemble the finest jelly delicacies loved by the royals of far off lands. Could I have the distinct honor of knowing your name?"
Leas sniffed at the corpse but then snorted and recoiled a bit. "No thank you, that doesn't look like food."
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