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Posted: May 3 2005, 10:34 PM
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Name:Mephisto
Age:About a century. Species:Western Gryphon Gender:Male. Appearance: Sleek onyx-black feathers cover his sizely bodice, and around the middle just behind his wings the feathers turn into a thick velvet pelt. His occulli are that of an odd crimson, penatrating the darkness like two ruby lights. There is a long scar that starts at his right aud, slanting diagonally to his left eye, across it, and ending on his left cheek, and you could only guess 'twas made by another gryphon. A battlescar, so to say. His shape is proportionate to his size, which is rather large and stout. 'Top of his large crowned dome lie two auditives, almost like a canine's, that could pick up the slightest rustle in the leaves hundreds of feet away. His mediocre sense of smell is made up for by his eagle-keen eyesight and extraordinary hearing. His two front legs are like any bird's, but much larger, obviously, to support this large animals body weight. Sharp black talons poke out of his toes, ready to strike any prey that dare come within a mile of him when he is hungry. His back feet, however, are like a large feline's, covered in black fur. Attatched to his back are two eagle wings, but with the wingspan of about a canoe, and are folded against his back neatly. A sturdy charcoal beak with enough power to snap a grizzly's spine in half rests in the center of his face, usually wearing a smirk. His eyes glare at all that he looks at, making the creature seem extremely disgruntled. Just about everything pisses him off. He is large, powerful, and muscular...but proportionate enough to make him classified just taller than the average Gryphon. Not too much bulk to slow him down. Persona: He enjoys killing; the peircing screams of the victim, the taste and aroma of fresh wounds and blood, the feeling of victory after a fight. He'll kill for pleasure, for pay, or plainly out of boredom. He's a true murderer. He usually takes a dominant role around other of his kind, unless they are in a clan, unlike him, and a leader that could have the clan gang up on him and kill him any second due to his disrespectful body language and actions. He is cunning, and his self-centeredness doesnt make him too popular around others. He believes he is the smartest, strongest, most appealing animal around, and you cannot prove him wrong. Quite egotestical...Insulting him could be the last thing you do. Although most of his type are full of it, he is not. His tongue speaks only the truth, unless you count his snappy sarcasm as lying. History: Mephisto never knew right and wrong. All he knew was that he was to do what he'd been told by his father, even if extremely life-threatening, or he'd get beaten. His father was always onto him, insultingh im, nagging at him. Everything was his fault, from the emptiness of his father's belly to the pain in his father's shoulders. "You work me too hard," he'd say, "Damned weakling, I wish I'd born a stronger son!" His mother would just site silent, agreeing with anything the stupid fool said. It seemed she was scared that her mate would beat her, too, if she even talked to Mephisto in a respectful or caring manner. He'd tried to run away many times, but never succeeded, and instead getting a thorough beating. The third attempt of escape left him with a broken wing and the scar on his face you can still see today. Finally, when Mephisto was old enough, he killed his father after his mother escaped, and now kills everything with a sense that it is revenge on all the pain his father had caused him; mentally, and physically. After his father was dead, he survived on his own, usually steering away from other gryphons at first. His anger and emotions finally were let out, and he probably killed about 80 that year, all for fun. He enjoyed others' pain. He wanted it. It was just how he was. Now he still lives alone. Roleplay Example: Pools of blood-red scan the endless hills below, searching for any living creature to snatch. The moon casts an eerie glow on Mephisto's lucid canvas, as his wings build up his speed, beating wings stealthily lifting him higher into the air. Soon he is as high as he is comfortable with, and can still spot the slightest movement on the ground below. In the dead silence of the night, an owl hoots. The large gryphon smiles evilly, ears swivelling and pinpointing the spot the raptor bird was. He glided down, circling in the air above his target like a hawk would. Now only yards above the canopy of the forest, eyes locked on the prey, which happened to be a great grey owl, the beastly predator swoops down, free-falling, retractile claws at the ready. He snatched the owl off of its perch before it could make another noise, and all that could be seen were a few leaves from the tree falling, and a lone grey feather. This was all fun, for Mephisto, of course. He filled with a jubilant feeling, as he squeezed his sharp nails more tightly around the dying creature. He felt no mery, no pity... The creature was weaker than him. It diserved this. Up high in the air once again, he turned a complete 180°, so his feet were pointed to the stars above. He flung the bird into the air, and watch it with his eyes as it went up a bit, and then fell. He followed it down, tip of his beak pointing straight to the ground, as he watched out of the corner of his eye the bird falling through the air, feet away from him. Now yards away from the ground, he readied himself... As quick as a blink of the eye, he swooped to the left, catching the bird, only two feet away from the ground. He chomped up his meal practically whole. It was his reward for being (in his mind) the best. Do you see me now father? My joy? My happiness? Do you see me?! Flying above the rest? I killed you. And I'll kill anything that gets in my way of being me, the best Gryphon on this earth. Not one thing can stop me from proving you I'm not a small weakling anymore. I'm the best. ((Sorry it's kinda long. Meh..)) -------------------- Be wary my belittled friend, for only darkness awaits you in the end...
Avatar/pic of Mephisto found at http://crystal-griffen-nubians.com. Imgs slightly edited by me  --not directly linked-- |
   
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