Post by fizz on Jun 3, 2007 14:34:37 GMT -6
Known As:.
Komier
Pronounced:. kahm-yayh
Should be Known As:.
Gawain
Ponounced:.gah-way-in
Wandered the Plains:
1 year
Modeled as:.
male
The blood flows:.
Pure Lion. duh.
Loyalty goes to:.
no one
Chained to:.
no one
What makes me unique:.
Komier is not what he appears to be. The innocence of an orphaned cub is not what he is. He is cold and has a sinister way of thinking, he is a sly and vile lion cub that loves to play tricking games that may or may not hurt himself or others. He isnt afraid of pain, having gotten used to it while on his own. Komier is twisted, yes, but he isnt a fool, he is intelligent and very observant, picking up small details most wouldnt care about. He takes advantage of almost everything, using every advantage he can to get passed something. He is getting to he point where he pretends to be something he's not. Playing the game of masks, as he calls it, to get what he wants when he wants it. Violent on the inside, he hates everything and everyone but dont know why. Despite all of this he is a loyal friend, if you manage to get to his heart; and thats a big IF. He dont trust anyone, because he hates everyone, he thinks everyone is out to get him in a strange way. Secretly, he is scared, terrified even, of everything and so he turns that fear into anger and hatred which makes him so destructive.
The horror of my life:.
Komier dont remember much of his life, just the past few months. He doesnt remember his mothers loving care, nor does he remember anything about his father. The brute dont know who his parents are, or where they are, but knows he is all alone. He has amnesia. Having aquired this from falling off a ledge and hitting the stony ground hard, the sad part was, that when he woke up, and didnt remember where he was or even who he was the youngster wasnt far from his parents den. Having travelled in the opposite direction, across a plain that he had looked out upon so many times before the fall. So this young, nine month old wandered across the plain, encountering deadly rogues that beat him to bits and left him to die, dangerous herbivors, and all that is the real african wild. Komier stumbled upon this area, where he has so far failed at hunting, and has met to others of his species.
Familia:.
unknown.
I trust:.
No one
I clash with:.
everone.
Stalk me here:.
Taking a walk.
Think Again Maggot
Warm Welcome? Think Again.
You'll find me with:.
Taking a walk.: Accilia.Serena.: Active.:
Think Again Maggot.: Serena.: Active.:
Warm Welcome? Think Again.: Akeela. Asan.: Active.:
You've followed me here:.
You've seen me with:.
What no one hears:.
Accilia.:
nothing yet.
