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Terik Application
Terik
Canon/Original: Original
Name: Terik
Age: Looks twenty six, but in reality hes four hundred and twenty three
Species: Dragon
Planet of Origin: Draconis Seven, near the Madusa Cascade. Darconis Seven is an emerald green and about the size of Neptune. The sky is a deep purple and has two suns it orbits. The grass ranges in color from dark blue, to green, to red, to gold. The trees are as big as redwoods, with silver leaves. The mountains on Draconis Seven are always capped with snow, all year round. The animals ranged in size from spiders to the size of large bears. The most majestic, is the golden gryphon.
The continent that Terik was from was called Titania, and on the continent, was a large village, high high in the mountains. Bordering the village was a HUGE castle, where the king and his family lived, and where the children of Titania, attended school. While the children attended school, their parents worked in the village, or traveled back home to their farms. Most of Titania was farm land, where the people raised farm animals. The village traded weapons, cloth, grain, and livestock.
During the Solstices, distant villages gathered on Titania for the celebration of rebirth. The village put on a large fair. The people bought and sold their best things, Teriks father was known throughout the land as one of the best blacksmiths. He always made the most amount of money at the fairs. Durning the fairs there was tournaments, mostly fighting, wheather it was fist, or sword. There were ladies selling cloth and food, there were shows for the children, puppet shows and such. Titania was very good to their children, they were very accepting of their children and loved them uncondisionally. When the children went into the school, they were told when they reached the age of thirteen, they would be required to do a meditation/dream quest to find their spirit guide, some adults hadnt been able to find theirs.
The currency of Titania was coins, gold, silver and bronze. They made the most at the fairs and by selling the livestock. The biggest peice of livestock was about three times the size of a bull on Earth. The meat from the bull was extremely tender and sweet.
Time of Origin: Early fiftieth centry
Occupation: Hunter of ailen creatures, a astrologist, healer and a techological genius.
Physical Description: Near six four, dark brown hair. Emerald green eyes, change to gold when hes angry. Wears a dark blue tunic, black pants, boots and a long jacket. He's a dragon, with a wings and tail, but can only change when hes really upset. He looks human but is no where near human. Across his back where three large scars, from happening upon a Kumaru when he was a young boy. His sense of smell is alot stronger than a humans, much much stronger. His eyesight is sharper than humans and he is able to see in the dark. To him, night isnt night, its day. The dragons of Draconis Seven stop aging at about twenty years of age. The dragons immune sytem is much much stronger than a humans, a simple human disease, like cancer, is like a misquito bite to a shifter.
Face Claim:
Personality: Quiet, hangs back to watch the situation before choosing to make his move. But will not hesitate to defend anyone.
History: Terik was the son of a blacksmith, working in his fathers shop since he was a small boy. He worked with the metals and helped his father keep the fires hot. His mother was glad he was doing something with his time besides staring at the sky. When he was not in school, he was helping his father in the shop. When he turned sixteen he travled with his father to a distant village and they traded the best sword they had to the king, who paid a hefty price for it.
At a young age Terik showed exceptinal ability with his fathers grain machine. He had taken it apart at the age of one and rebuilt it, making it more powerful and more efficiant. At age of four, he happened upon a large Kumaru in the woods around his home. As he tried to run, he tripped and the creature attacked his back, cutting into it deeply.
That attack triggered his body's responce to bring his wings out, which sliced through the Kumaru, killing it on the spot. After the attack, word spread quickly and he was hailed a legend almost over night. When he was six he created his first Nybow, his weapon of choice. The nybow had blades on each end of the long staff like middle. The larger blade had an intrecate design on it. He always carried it on his person and when not in use the blades are covered with leather sheaths.
When entering the school he excelled in his studies, expecilly astrology. He mostly kept to himself, not having many friends. When the other children would play, he was either building something, or looking at the sky, dreaming of distant worlds. The children of Draconis Seven knew of the world called Earth, but they were told they would never be able to get to see it, it was much to far away, and it was very hostile.
Terik, was going to change that. So at the age of sixteen, he began to build his own ship. When he was thirteen, he lost both his parents to a sickness that attacked the heart, he had tried everything to save them. With their loss, he only returned to school for a short amount of time, focusing all his time on his ship. A week before his seventeenth birthday, he finally finished the ship. He packed his things, taking his father's wrist band, that gave readings of life signs and of the area and placed it on his wrist, buckling it in place before leaving. He packed all the food in the house, smoked meat, bread, and dried vegitables. He placed them in the large storage area that also housed a small cyogenic chamber that he would use only in emergancies. There was a small bed that came out of the wall with the press of a button, and folded away just as easily.
For a few months he drifted in open space, landing on plannets and learning about them and the inabitants. He made things for the children of the plannets, dolls and wooden swords. In return, the adults helped him refuel and repack his stores of food. After he restocked enough for a few months, he went on his way. He landed on a distant plannet the people of Draconis Seven called "Endorenna utúlien". In the launguage of Earth, it translated to Gallifrey. He had stopped to refuel and happened upon the plannet. It was during winter, the grass was red and capped with snow. He had arrived about a hundred years before the Time War. He was quickly on his way and the next plannet he came upon, was Earth.
Blue sky, green landscape, white clouds. He landed his ship in the woods surrounding a large city. The wrist band indicated he was in the year seventeen hundred, and he was near a settlement called England. He checked his ship for damage and saw none. He hit the cloaking device on his wrist band and the ship dissapeared. He moved towards the city, walking slowly, taking in the sights and smells. He was able to snatch a loaf of bread and dug in, keeping his nybow hidden as he dug into the food. It was near dusk and he kept to the shadows, his eyes ajusting to the darkness.
He was able to sneak into a borded up building, finding an old moth eaten matress and sat down. He took his backpack off and unzipped it, removing his small blanket and pulled it around himself. He stretched out on the old mattress and looked up at the ceiling, it was falling apart. He pressed a button on his wrist band and a projection of the stars came up, making him smile. His teacher had been wrong, this world wasnt hostile, it wasnt dangerous.
Oh how wrong he was. His first year on Earth, found him caught in the middle of the worst outbreak of black death the world had ever seen. Bodies of men, women, children and animals littered the streets. He, being a dragon, had a much different immune system. He helped where he could, gathering herbs and burrying the dead. When the plauge passed on, he was now fifteen. The next big event he found himself in, was the revolutinary war. He tended to the wounded and did what he could. He was hailed a hero for his knowledge of healing, not even the oldest healers could match him. By this time he had a house, which had a large basement where he could store his ship. He watched the world around him pass him by, people died and new people were born, where he himself, didnt age.
Two hundred years of birth and death weighed on his mind heavily. He kept up on the happenings back home and was shocked to find out, his plannet had been effected by a enviornmental change so drastic, the plannet had to be evacuated, and some of the children he had grown up with, had died. When he got that alert, he traveled back home as quickly as he could. When he came to the plannet, his eyes widened, the bright green of the plannet, was now nothing but a dull grey. He wanted to take the ship in closer, but knew he couldnt, the readings he was getting from the scanners in his ship, werent good, the air was toxic and sulferic, he couldnt even visit his parents gravesite. The plannet now stood empty and barren, nothing lived, nothing thrived there now. He said a prayer for his dying plannet and turned his ship back towards Earth, tears in his eyes. All that was left of Draconis Seven, was his ship, his Nybow, and himself.
He went through World War One and World War Two, fighting along side the men of the country of england. He prefered to use his nybow, but didnt dare use it, having to stick with the rifle he was given. He was a medic for both wars, healing and tending to people. When the Wars passed on, he was given the title of Doctor. While the years past, he never aged, the shifter speices of Draconis Seven stopped aging at the age of twenty six.
Another hundred years passed, and he saw the corrination of the new queen, a new millinum, the birth of the London Eye, that was his favorite thing to do at night, was to ride to the very top and watch the stars at night, he had seen many a metor shower from the top of the large ferris wheel, and he loved it. He had also traveled to what the humans called Russia and watched the northern lights for a few months during winter.
Additional Medical Information:
Writing Submission: A man stands in the pouring rain, watching the people pass him by. Lightning flashing across the sky, thunder booming. He was near the downtown area of a distant city. The suns in the sky were beginning to set, one distant sun was already touching the horizon. It was near twilight now, the stars beginning to come out beyond the stormclouds. His long coat blew behind him some, the rain soaking his pants. Rain dripped from the ends of his hair, making him smile some. When he was a child he would stand in the rain and just look up at the sky, not caring how soaked he got. The storm passed on, the stars coming out, so many constilations, there was suppose to be a metor shower later tonight, and he would be watching from his favorite spot on this planet. He moved out of the city towards a large hill that overlooked the valley, so many stars were out, he sat down on the golden colored grass and laid back, lacing his hands behind his head and looked up, just as the metorshower started.
Terik
Canon/Original: Original
Name: Terik
Age: Looks twenty six, but in reality hes four hundred and twenty three
Species: Dragon
Planet of Origin: Draconis Seven, near the Madusa Cascade. Darconis Seven is an emerald green and about the size of Neptune. The sky is a deep purple and has two suns it orbits. The grass ranges in color from dark blue, to green, to red, to gold. The trees are as big as redwoods, with silver leaves. The mountains on Draconis Seven are always capped with snow, all year round. The animals ranged in size from spiders to the size of large bears. The most majestic, is the golden gryphon.
The continent that Terik was from was called Titania, and on the continent, was a large village, high high in the mountains. Bordering the village was a HUGE castle, where the king and his family lived, and where the children of Titania, attended school. While the children attended school, their parents worked in the village, or traveled back home to their farms. Most of Titania was farm land, where the people raised farm animals. The village traded weapons, cloth, grain, and livestock.
During the Solstices, distant villages gathered on Titania for the celebration of rebirth. The village put on a large fair. The people bought and sold their best things, Teriks father was known throughout the land as one of the best blacksmiths. He always made the most amount of money at the fairs. Durning the fairs there was tournaments, mostly fighting, wheather it was fist, or sword. There were ladies selling cloth and food, there were shows for the children, puppet shows and such. Titania was very good to their children, they were very accepting of their children and loved them uncondisionally. When the children went into the school, they were told when they reached the age of thirteen, they would be required to do a meditation/dream quest to find their spirit guide, some adults hadnt been able to find theirs.
The currency of Titania was coins, gold, silver and bronze. They made the most at the fairs and by selling the livestock. The biggest peice of livestock was about three times the size of a bull on Earth. The meat from the bull was extremely tender and sweet.
Time of Origin: Early fiftieth centry
Occupation: Hunter of ailen creatures, a astrologist, healer and a techological genius.
Physical Description: Near six four, dark brown hair. Emerald green eyes, change to gold when hes angry. Wears a dark blue tunic, black pants, boots and a long jacket. He's a dragon, with a wings and tail, but can only change when hes really upset. He looks human but is no where near human. Across his back where three large scars, from happening upon a Kumaru when he was a young boy. His sense of smell is alot stronger than a humans, much much stronger. His eyesight is sharper than humans and he is able to see in the dark. To him, night isnt night, its day. The dragons of Draconis Seven stop aging at about twenty years of age. The dragons immune sytem is much much stronger than a humans, a simple human disease, like cancer, is like a misquito bite to a shifter.
Face Claim:
Personality: Quiet, hangs back to watch the situation before choosing to make his move. But will not hesitate to defend anyone.
History: Terik was the son of a blacksmith, working in his fathers shop since he was a small boy. He worked with the metals and helped his father keep the fires hot. His mother was glad he was doing something with his time besides staring at the sky. When he was not in school, he was helping his father in the shop. When he turned sixteen he travled with his father to a distant village and they traded the best sword they had to the king, who paid a hefty price for it.
At a young age Terik showed exceptinal ability with his fathers grain machine. He had taken it apart at the age of one and rebuilt it, making it more powerful and more efficiant. At age of four, he happened upon a large Kumaru in the woods around his home. As he tried to run, he tripped and the creature attacked his back, cutting into it deeply.
That attack triggered his body's responce to bring his wings out, which sliced through the Kumaru, killing it on the spot. After the attack, word spread quickly and he was hailed a legend almost over night. When he was six he created his first Nybow, his weapon of choice. The nybow had blades on each end of the long staff like middle. The larger blade had an intrecate design on it. He always carried it on his person and when not in use the blades are covered with leather sheaths.
When entering the school he excelled in his studies, expecilly astrology. He mostly kept to himself, not having many friends. When the other children would play, he was either building something, or looking at the sky, dreaming of distant worlds. The children of Draconis Seven knew of the world called Earth, but they were told they would never be able to get to see it, it was much to far away, and it was very hostile.
Terik, was going to change that. So at the age of sixteen, he began to build his own ship. When he was thirteen, he lost both his parents to a sickness that attacked the heart, he had tried everything to save them. With their loss, he only returned to school for a short amount of time, focusing all his time on his ship. A week before his seventeenth birthday, he finally finished the ship. He packed his things, taking his father's wrist band, that gave readings of life signs and of the area and placed it on his wrist, buckling it in place before leaving. He packed all the food in the house, smoked meat, bread, and dried vegitables. He placed them in the large storage area that also housed a small cyogenic chamber that he would use only in emergancies. There was a small bed that came out of the wall with the press of a button, and folded away just as easily.
For a few months he drifted in open space, landing on plannets and learning about them and the inabitants. He made things for the children of the plannets, dolls and wooden swords. In return, the adults helped him refuel and repack his stores of food. After he restocked enough for a few months, he went on his way. He landed on a distant plannet the people of Draconis Seven called "Endorenna utúlien". In the launguage of Earth, it translated to Gallifrey. He had stopped to refuel and happened upon the plannet. It was during winter, the grass was red and capped with snow. He had arrived about a hundred years before the Time War. He was quickly on his way and the next plannet he came upon, was Earth.
Blue sky, green landscape, white clouds. He landed his ship in the woods surrounding a large city. The wrist band indicated he was in the year seventeen hundred, and he was near a settlement called England. He checked his ship for damage and saw none. He hit the cloaking device on his wrist band and the ship dissapeared. He moved towards the city, walking slowly, taking in the sights and smells. He was able to snatch a loaf of bread and dug in, keeping his nybow hidden as he dug into the food. It was near dusk and he kept to the shadows, his eyes ajusting to the darkness.
He was able to sneak into a borded up building, finding an old moth eaten matress and sat down. He took his backpack off and unzipped it, removing his small blanket and pulled it around himself. He stretched out on the old mattress and looked up at the ceiling, it was falling apart. He pressed a button on his wrist band and a projection of the stars came up, making him smile. His teacher had been wrong, this world wasnt hostile, it wasnt dangerous.
Oh how wrong he was. His first year on Earth, found him caught in the middle of the worst outbreak of black death the world had ever seen. Bodies of men, women, children and animals littered the streets. He, being a dragon, had a much different immune system. He helped where he could, gathering herbs and burrying the dead. When the plauge passed on, he was now fifteen. The next big event he found himself in, was the revolutinary war. He tended to the wounded and did what he could. He was hailed a hero for his knowledge of healing, not even the oldest healers could match him. By this time he had a house, which had a large basement where he could store his ship. He watched the world around him pass him by, people died and new people were born, where he himself, didnt age.
Two hundred years of birth and death weighed on his mind heavily. He kept up on the happenings back home and was shocked to find out, his plannet had been effected by a enviornmental change so drastic, the plannet had to be evacuated, and some of the children he had grown up with, had died. When he got that alert, he traveled back home as quickly as he could. When he came to the plannet, his eyes widened, the bright green of the plannet, was now nothing but a dull grey. He wanted to take the ship in closer, but knew he couldnt, the readings he was getting from the scanners in his ship, werent good, the air was toxic and sulferic, he couldnt even visit his parents gravesite. The plannet now stood empty and barren, nothing lived, nothing thrived there now. He said a prayer for his dying plannet and turned his ship back towards Earth, tears in his eyes. All that was left of Draconis Seven, was his ship, his Nybow, and himself.
He went through World War One and World War Two, fighting along side the men of the country of england. He prefered to use his nybow, but didnt dare use it, having to stick with the rifle he was given. He was a medic for both wars, healing and tending to people. When the Wars passed on, he was given the title of Doctor. While the years past, he never aged, the shifter speices of Draconis Seven stopped aging at the age of twenty six.
Another hundred years passed, and he saw the corrination of the new queen, a new millinum, the birth of the London Eye, that was his favorite thing to do at night, was to ride to the very top and watch the stars at night, he had seen many a metor shower from the top of the large ferris wheel, and he loved it. He had also traveled to what the humans called Russia and watched the northern lights for a few months during winter.
Additional Medical Information:
Writing Submission: A man stands in the pouring rain, watching the people pass him by. Lightning flashing across the sky, thunder booming. He was near the downtown area of a distant city. The suns in the sky were beginning to set, one distant sun was already touching the horizon. It was near twilight now, the stars beginning to come out beyond the stormclouds. His long coat blew behind him some, the rain soaking his pants. Rain dripped from the ends of his hair, making him smile some. When he was a child he would stand in the rain and just look up at the sky, not caring how soaked he got. The storm passed on, the stars coming out, so many constilations, there was suppose to be a metor shower later tonight, and he would be watching from his favorite spot on this planet. He moved out of the city towards a large hill that overlooked the valley, so many stars were out, he sat down on the golden colored grass and laid back, lacing his hands behind his head and looked up, just as the metorshower started.
