Name: Sinta Tillary
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior/Apprentice
Summary:
Sinta Tillary is 18 year old gothic male. In his human form he stands at 5’11” and weights just over 160 lbs. He had deep Chocolate brown eyes that have a solid color throughout his iris. He has raven black hair that covers one eye partly and is short and spiked up in the back. He has light skin that tans somewhat in the summer if he goes outside often enough. He has a lip ring that he rarely takes out for anything, a rosary that he also never takes off, and will wear eyeliner occasionally or if he just feels like it. He dresses in black or dark colors(Dark green Dark blue Dark grey Dark red) and keeps everything casual.
His wolf is solid black with a thick coat that has random strands of white through it. His muzzle is tipped by white under his nose and through the bottom of his chin. He also has a white spot on his chest that is the size of his paw. The toes on his left foreleg are also white though the claws on them are black. He also has black paw pads, lips, and black rimmed eyes. His ears are rounded at the tips and his muzzle is a tad shorter than an average wereling.
Sinta is a generally quiet and sophisticated person. He flirts a little bit, but doesn’t go through with a lot of what he says. Sinta also has a bit of bipolar disorder, but is unmedicated. He tends to follow his heart on his choices but when logic is required he has a fast wit and a sharp tongue. He is very much of an introvert never saying things of true importance unless he absolutely has to. He also has psychotic tendencies when he is angry or upset turning it on others or himself.
Sinta was born by his bitten mother and his pureblood father. Shortly after conceiving his father left his mother alone and with child. Being a bitten wereling Sinta’s mother was very unstable while she was alone. On several occasions she would disappear leaving her young child alone for several days straight before coming back. Sinta grew up with this used to his mothers disappearances. He was a dark and sheltered child, never having friends and being bullied almost constantly. He never had a group of friends until in middle school he was confronted by an older boy dressed in all black. Since he was 12 he was a part of the gothic scene. He grew up to love the scene and participated often in their activities. When he was 15 he was dragged to church by his best friend where he was convicted and then saved. The preacher gave him a rosary that he still wears to this day. When he turned 16 He changed for the first time. When he shifted while his mother was in the house. Sinta tore down the apartment his instincts running wild. He killed four people in his apartment complex. One of them was his mother. He never got caught either. Sinta ran. He ran fast and hard taking a bag of clothes his MP3 and the rosary the pastor that saved him gave him. He disappeared for almost two years and now turned up in New York City. He is haunted by his past and has a hardened heart. He still is the same sheltered teen, but with an angry soul. He is angry at his god, but nevertheless tries his best to follow his decrees.
Pack: Eternal Darkness
Joining keys: Joining Keys have been removed for the fair joining of others. ~Ze Evil Alphess
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Example Post:
Sinta walked down the busy New York street with his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. His dark brown eyes were rimmed by black eyeliner and one eye was covered by long black bangs. A black backpack that carried all of his belongings was slung carelessly over his left shoulder bunching the fabric of his tee shirt under his hoodie. He wore dark grey jeans and black combat boots crunched on the cement sidewalk. Passerbys veered around to give him room as no one wanted to bother the tall goth walking down the street though the sight of them was quite common. The goth sighed and looked around not knowing where everything was. His body was slim and lanky being in shape from going everywhere on foot. He occasionally would get rides from strangers, but that was only if it was raining to hard for it to be comfortable. Not very many people would stop for a goth either. He looked around as the streets started to clear rapidly as he kept on his path. An uncrowded New York City was strange to him before suddenly it got crowded beyond belief. Sinta Weaved through the crowd before seeing a very fancy looking hotel that smelt very firmiliar. His mother smelled like that. He walked closer to it and sighed before looking up at the building and walking in.
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Rank: Warrior/Apprentice
Summary:
Sinta Tillary is 18 year old gothic male. In his human form he stands at 5’11” and weights just over 160 lbs. He had deep Chocolate brown eyes that have a solid color throughout his iris. He has raven black hair that covers one eye partly and is short and spiked up in the back. He has light skin that tans somewhat in the summer if he goes outside often enough. He has a lip ring that he rarely takes out for anything, a rosary that he also never takes off, and will wear eyeliner occasionally or if he just feels like it. He dresses in black or dark colors(Dark green Dark blue Dark grey Dark red) and keeps everything casual.
His wolf is solid black with a thick coat that has random strands of white through it. His muzzle is tipped by white under his nose and through the bottom of his chin. He also has a white spot on his chest that is the size of his paw. The toes on his left foreleg are also white though the claws on them are black. He also has black paw pads, lips, and black rimmed eyes. His ears are rounded at the tips and his muzzle is a tad shorter than an average wereling.
Sinta is a generally quiet and sophisticated person. He flirts a little bit, but doesn’t go through with a lot of what he says. Sinta also has a bit of bipolar disorder, but is unmedicated. He tends to follow his heart on his choices but when logic is required he has a fast wit and a sharp tongue. He is very much of an introvert never saying things of true importance unless he absolutely has to. He also has psychotic tendencies when he is angry or upset turning it on others or himself.
Sinta was born by his bitten mother and his pureblood father. Shortly after conceiving his father left his mother alone and with child. Being a bitten wereling Sinta’s mother was very unstable while she was alone. On several occasions she would disappear leaving her young child alone for several days straight before coming back. Sinta grew up with this used to his mothers disappearances. He was a dark and sheltered child, never having friends and being bullied almost constantly. He never had a group of friends until in middle school he was confronted by an older boy dressed in all black. Since he was 12 he was a part of the gothic scene. He grew up to love the scene and participated often in their activities. When he was 15 he was dragged to church by his best friend where he was convicted and then saved. The preacher gave him a rosary that he still wears to this day. When he turned 16 He changed for the first time. When he shifted while his mother was in the house. Sinta tore down the apartment his instincts running wild. He killed four people in his apartment complex. One of them was his mother. He never got caught either. Sinta ran. He ran fast and hard taking a bag of clothes his MP3 and the rosary the pastor that saved him gave him. He disappeared for almost two years and now turned up in New York City. He is haunted by his past and has a hardened heart. He still is the same sheltered teen, but with an angry soul. He is angry at his god, but nevertheless tries his best to follow his decrees.
Pack: Eternal Darkness
Joining keys: Joining Keys have been removed for the fair joining of others. ~Ze Evil Alphess
Human Photo:
Wolf Photo:
Example Post:
Sinta walked down the busy New York street with his hands in the pockets of his hoodie. His dark brown eyes were rimmed by black eyeliner and one eye was covered by long black bangs. A black backpack that carried all of his belongings was slung carelessly over his left shoulder bunching the fabric of his tee shirt under his hoodie. He wore dark grey jeans and black combat boots crunched on the cement sidewalk. Passerbys veered around to give him room as no one wanted to bother the tall goth walking down the street though the sight of them was quite common. The goth sighed and looked around not knowing where everything was. His body was slim and lanky being in shape from going everywhere on foot. He occasionally would get rides from strangers, but that was only if it was raining to hard for it to be comfortable. Not very many people would stop for a goth either. He looked around as the streets started to clear rapidly as he kept on his path. An uncrowded New York City was strange to him before suddenly it got crowded beyond belief. Sinta Weaved through the crowd before seeing a very fancy looking hotel that smelt very firmiliar. His mother smelled like that. He walked closer to it and sighed before looking up at the building and walking in.
Tue Mar 14, 2017 2:09 am by 
