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8 yrs ago
Current Nobody to keep my interest... Oh poo.
8 yrs ago
Seems I'm having trouble fitting in here..
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As the title suggests... I'm new... Sort of. Anyway. To help me get acclimated I was hoping to find regular rp partner. Particularly one who specializes in sparring to knock some of this rust off.

I would like like to start off with my character Xamphere: who is a chimaera(hybrid) or a lunar demigod depending on if he gets his reboot. But, i have many, many, others to choose from. Just let me know if interested.

Warning: I would put myself in the category of casual or advanced roleplay, though I'm out of practice.
Well, where to start off? Probably best to say that I have, most likely, made one of these introductions before. Though, that was, maybe, two years ago? I originally attempted to join this site once the one I had previous inhabited up and croaked: as the smaller rp sites tend to do. Stuck around to look about and talk to some folks, but, was a bit nervous as to the change in... "lay out?" Or community, maybe? For whatever reason: we'll see if I can actually do some writing on this site.

Now, on to me. Name's Matt, but, I usually go by Razz: one of my first characters having been named Razor. I'm 22. Busy life with kids n such. I typically try to stick to very open roleplays because I commonly use my cherished "breed" of characters "the chimaeras." That of which I would love to reboot as a clan/family on this site once I get more of a feel for the place. Build up a reputation and all that.

Hm... I was once a pretty talented rp'er, but, I am VERY out of practice due to life and having no place to actually do it. So, I am always open to the possibility of a good story. So, feel free to PM me if one wishes to offer a story. Or is interested in my chimaeras. Or you just find me that darn irresistible.
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Well to be fair it occured back when i could barely form a paragraph.
Vanity Leon

"The King of the Savanna Rock"


Age: ???
Persona: Lazy, but, prideful
Homeland: Africa
Species: Were-Lion

Gender: Male
Relationship Status: Single
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual, but, prefers women

Skin tone: Pale
Hair tone: Red and Black
Eye color: Golden with feline pupils

Abilities: Vanity is immune to all humanly disease, including time. Also he is immune to some legendary inflictions... Such as vampirism. He also has abnormally high strength, endurance, and senses.

Powers: Vanity has the power to commune with all felines. This power typically allows him to bend them to his will, but, only if the feline grants him this respect. Given his... Affliction, which he has mastered over the centuries, he can change to a werewolf-like creature at will. Only this transformation appears much more like a lion and turns his hide into a stone-like material.

Bio: Vanity was not his true name, though, over the uncountable years of his affliction he has forgotten his true name. Buried so deep within his mind that even Maximus can not help him retrieve them. He was once the young king of a large African tribe of warriors. He had many wives as his time as king, but, one day he came across a woman... An enchantress. A woman who's beauty was only rivalled by her understanding of the dark arts.

So, naturally, he did what all young kings do... Abused his power... Took what he wanted... Little did he know this enchantress was far more powerful than he. She cast her magic upon him. Controlled him. Brought him to the center of the savanna before releasing him to the spirit who ruled those lands. One she worshipped. The King of the Cats; a lion spirit.

This spirit gave him inhumanly power, but, with a cost. He grew two horns of stone to expose his demons. His eyes shining a royal gold, but, morphing to that of a cat's eyes. Though, worst of all... His once dark, flawless, skin was turned pale; no longer able to be recognized as the king he once was. With this gift the spirit vanished with a roar.

Naturally he did what any many would do... Returned home. Only to find his wives... His soldiers... They saw him as a monster. Unable to recognize him they attacked the moment he entered the village. He begged and pleaded, but, in the end... The beast had unleashed itself... He slaughtered them. Leaving only the enchantress to laugh in his suffering.

Countless decades later he had met Maximus, who despite his affliction, accepted him as a friend. Trained him to control it and helped him regain memories and feelings long since past. Together they had founded the Canis family.

Appearance: Vanity, just as his name and origin would suggest, wears very little clothes unless heading into the common world. Only a pair of loose silken pants covering his lower body. Many African charms made of teeth from panthers, lions, and tigers alike accessorising his massive biceps and chest.

He regularly files down his stone horns to keep them hidden from all; especially himself. Hiding the filed horns under his rather peculiar hair cut. The left side of his scarlet hair cascadind down his head while the right side was shaved down to short stubbles; dyed a deep black.
@MaximusCanis
I see, he is quite a character. Widowed then as well?


Widowed is a strong term. That story happened a long time ago. I cant even remember the characters name. Was never married to her.
@Sleepyhollows -clears throat- Maximus was the very first Chimaera and also my first character. His intellect, though he doesn't flaunt it, is so high that he can use telepathic abilities.

He has adopted many of his brother, Razor's, children/projects. Though, he only ever got close to have one child with his first lover. In the middle of the pregnancy, however, the woman suffered greatly and forced Max to kill her with a sword through the stomach. Since that day Max grew cold to all.

Though, despite his cold disposition he is very kind and always looks for the best solution to a problem. He is against violence by nature and will tryto get others to embrace this philosophy. Though, he is not against those who do not embrace it.

He has two brothers: Razor and Roy. Razor had actually killed Max's body on several occasions, but, his consciousness survived. Max's family remaking his body for him. Um... Bout it.

Oh right! Because of his intellect he was used by the humans to create his brothers: dubbing him the "chimaera father." he is nearly immune to any sort of mind reading and illusion. Each of his senses are trained every single day to be at their peak. He remains a mystery to most he's met: other than his brother Razor.
People can talk about what to do, but, practice. That's how you learn.
@Sleepyhollows you can describe your own room as you please. I just put in a basic description.
Maximus could only roll his eyes to the vampire; not appreciating her falsely playful attitude. It was always a farce with their type. You always catch more bees with honey after all. Attempting to ignore Claudia: he took the newcomer's hand into her own. Giving a faint, respectful, bow to her. Though, in hearing the news of her husband he stood and his hand slipped from her own. Turning around as he walked towards the staircase: expecting the girl to follow. "I laid many of the bricks to this home, but, not all. The Canis are an old family, so, I had help..."

As he walked by Catrina he brushed his hand through the girl's hair in a faint pet. Most would see this as a rather condescending notion, but, to Max it was a sign of agreement. She was a rather astute little thing.

Finally he made his way up to the top of the stairs and stopped towards the beginning of the long hallway that contained dozens of rooms. Opening a door from the second set of rooms: exposing what lay within. Maximus was renouned for his decorative tastes. So, naturally, the room was elegant. Filled with gentle fabrics and various colors. The large queen sized bed covered in see-through drapes that hung from the frame. Only waiting in the doorway for the newcomer to accompany him.
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