Post by Zarroc on Aug 14, 2011 22:08:51 GMT -5
I find it interesting that my head gave me this *supercalifrajalisticexpialidocious* character, but decided he would be fun to rp. Craziness!
Your username: IetZarroc!
Character's name: He calls himself Du Eka {The Me}, the elves call him Fricai, and everyone else calls him O.C.M.{old crazy man}
Character's age: urm.... around 2,000 years-ish.
Character's attitude: Insane, wacky, cuckoo, crazy, maniacish. take jack sparrow from pirates of the Caribbean, throw him together with rafiki and the R.O.G. from tangled, and you get him! he has the most insane ideas, but they seem to work without meaning to. he tends to make things up as he goes. every once in a while he has his moments of realness, but these are as scarce as the blue moon.
Character's Race: Elf
Character's appearance: Imagine rafiki{the monkey} from lion king. then imagine a really old wrinkly thin skinny guy. Du Eka is like this cross. he always has a long stick with him, which he uses to lean on. he is bent around the middle.
Character's allegiance: Neutral
Weapons: He whacks people with his stick. hard.
History:
1-1000
no one remembers what Elvin city he was born in, much less his parents. he grew up {obviously} and taught himself the ways of the wild, engrossing himself in nature. when he was roughly six hundred years old, he left the Elvin cities. he never paid much attention to anything political, preferring to live on his own. many people think that because of this loneliness he became mad, but those who are mad know better. For a while, he sang himself into the form of a large harry creature with giant feet, and stomped around the mountains where he lived for amusement. then, once he was bored of that, he indulged himself in learning the art of driving people crazy {on purpose}. satisfied with his work, he lived in a small village for some time. the people of the village were scared for life. all the woman were terrified of the old man who would sit all day talking to a tree. the men detested him for making the woman terrified. the children loved him, mostly because he had a mind like them. he would weave stories for them, and create magical images out of smoke to illustrate his stories. he left the village later and returned to his mountain.
1001-2000ish
no one knows what happened to him for the next several hundred years. rumors surfaced, of course, but nothing was ever proven. people began to move away from the mountain, however. magical things happened around it. streams were seen turning different colors. trees became alive, and talked. a bush would explode into a large group of butterflies. at age 1,835, Du Eka officially moved from the mountain to insanity. he wandered from place to place, enchanting children and scaring housewives. finally, he completely lost everything, took a stick, and climbed up a tree. home sweet home. and there he lives. of course, you never know which tree he has made his residence in. it could be all of them...
{{Pant pant pant}}
Role Play Sample: Du eka stood in the tree, his form making elongated shadows on the ground. with an extreme ease, he lept down out of the tree and grabbed his walking stick. in the distance a rider was approaching, the magnificent form of a green dragon soaring in the sky. Du eka shaded his eyes and looked up, then cupped his hands to his mouth. "Eh, Rider!" His voice carrying far out over the plains. "Geh down ere! I as somtin ta tell ya!" he danced from one foot to the other, overjoyed as the rider noticed him. he frowned, then waved his arms around so as to be noticed for sure. The rider banked his dragon in to a shallow dive, and executed a flawless landing. jumping off the dragon, the rider looked at Du eka with a frown. "What is it?" He snapped. "you must have something important to say if you flagged me down." "Ey do!" Du eka said, then paused. "Butai forgah wha'i'was." The riders frown deepend. "Then what am I doing here?" He snapped again, and returned to mount the dragon. "Wai! wai!" Du eka screamed, his arms flailing around. "Ai rememba!" He grinned lopsidedly. "What is it then?" The rider asked, exsasperated. "I wanted...""Go on..." To tel ye..." Go on!" That..." "YES?!?" again du eka paused. "Itsh yer burthdai! happeh burthdai!" He leapt around the rider, throwing confetti that seemed to materialize from thin air, still smiling like the maniac that he was.
{{most. fun. charrie. EVAH!!!
...He was super fun to create ;D }}
Your username: IetZarroc!
Character's name: He calls himself Du Eka {The Me}, the elves call him Fricai, and everyone else calls him O.C.M.{old crazy man}
Character's age: urm.... around 2,000 years-ish.
Character's attitude: Insane, wacky, cuckoo, crazy, maniacish. take jack sparrow from pirates of the Caribbean, throw him together with rafiki and the R.O.G. from tangled, and you get him! he has the most insane ideas, but they seem to work without meaning to. he tends to make things up as he goes. every once in a while he has his moments of realness, but these are as scarce as the blue moon.
Character's Race: Elf
Character's appearance: Imagine rafiki{the monkey} from lion king. then imagine a really old wrinkly thin skinny guy. Du Eka is like this cross. he always has a long stick with him, which he uses to lean on. he is bent around the middle.
Character's allegiance: Neutral
Weapons: He whacks people with his stick. hard.
History:
1-1000
no one remembers what Elvin city he was born in, much less his parents. he grew up {obviously} and taught himself the ways of the wild, engrossing himself in nature. when he was roughly six hundred years old, he left the Elvin cities. he never paid much attention to anything political, preferring to live on his own. many people think that because of this loneliness he became mad, but those who are mad know better. For a while, he sang himself into the form of a large harry creature with giant feet, and stomped around the mountains where he lived for amusement. then, once he was bored of that, he indulged himself in learning the art of driving people crazy {on purpose}. satisfied with his work, he lived in a small village for some time. the people of the village were scared for life. all the woman were terrified of the old man who would sit all day talking to a tree. the men detested him for making the woman terrified. the children loved him, mostly because he had a mind like them. he would weave stories for them, and create magical images out of smoke to illustrate his stories. he left the village later and returned to his mountain.
1001-2000ish
no one knows what happened to him for the next several hundred years. rumors surfaced, of course, but nothing was ever proven. people began to move away from the mountain, however. magical things happened around it. streams were seen turning different colors. trees became alive, and talked. a bush would explode into a large group of butterflies. at age 1,835, Du Eka officially moved from the mountain to insanity. he wandered from place to place, enchanting children and scaring housewives. finally, he completely lost everything, took a stick, and climbed up a tree. home sweet home. and there he lives. of course, you never know which tree he has made his residence in. it could be all of them...
{{Pant pant pant}}
Role Play Sample: Du eka stood in the tree, his form making elongated shadows on the ground. with an extreme ease, he lept down out of the tree and grabbed his walking stick. in the distance a rider was approaching, the magnificent form of a green dragon soaring in the sky. Du eka shaded his eyes and looked up, then cupped his hands to his mouth. "Eh, Rider!" His voice carrying far out over the plains. "Geh down ere! I as somtin ta tell ya!" he danced from one foot to the other, overjoyed as the rider noticed him. he frowned, then waved his arms around so as to be noticed for sure. The rider banked his dragon in to a shallow dive, and executed a flawless landing. jumping off the dragon, the rider looked at Du eka with a frown. "What is it?" He snapped. "you must have something important to say if you flagged me down." "Ey do!" Du eka said, then paused. "Butai forgah wha'i'was." The riders frown deepend. "Then what am I doing here?" He snapped again, and returned to mount the dragon. "Wai! wai!" Du eka screamed, his arms flailing around. "Ai rememba!" He grinned lopsidedly. "What is it then?" The rider asked, exsasperated. "I wanted...""Go on..." To tel ye..." Go on!" That..." "YES?!?" again du eka paused. "Itsh yer burthdai! happeh burthdai!" He leapt around the rider, throwing confetti that seemed to materialize from thin air, still smiling like the maniac that he was.
{{most. fun. charrie. EVAH!!!
...He was super fun to create ;D }}
