All My Characters

Yes, I know I essentiallty use the same thing and edit a little…

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[b]Username:[/b] Sethimo

[b]Character’s name:[/b] Auran

[b]Age:[/b] 243 (24 in human years)

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Personality:[/b]Auran is a guy you have a lot of mixed feeling about. If he knows you and likes you, then he is very nice, kind, caring, and will do a lot to make life comfortable. If he knows you and doesn’t like you… Well, let’s just say that don’t be expecting a very good life considering him. If he doesn’t know you at all, then don’t expect any warm greetings or anything, just a cold shoulder and a hurried greeting.

He acts like he knows everything, and really, he pretty much does. Except for anything about human history. He knows practically everything from the present, but anything in human history past the creation of the Line of Demarcation, he is useless. That’s not to say that he’s stupid- that is still a pretty big time span.

[b]History:[/b]Auran was born into nymph royalty. When his pointed ears were discovered, they were hidden, so he grew up into a life of secrecy. When 14, his father died and Auran became ruler of the kingdom of Micor. He stayed in rule until an attempted assassination. The assassin would have been successful had he thought of two important factors. Faro and Reimo, Auran’s brothers.

They took care of him until all assassination and rebel plots and such were discovered and taken of. It isn’t that he was a bad ruler, on the contrary his people loved him. He just wasn’t old enough. His mother took over and gave him the necklace, and put him into the kingdom of Tsistora under the protection of her old friends. No one knew about it because she asked her friends just to keep an eye on him, not to keep him. She didn’t want him being made fun of. He stayed there for years, running around as a rat boy with many and yet little cares in the world- Until one day, he was playing in Old Man Grouchard’s apple orchard. He wasn’t supposed to be there, but he stayed there anyway. You can immagine how Grouchard acted when he found Auran in there. Anyway, when Auran was running from the old man, he discovered a small, flat, clear hole in the air. He didn’t know what to do with it, so he had gone to where his home was. The next day, he went back with all of his friends to see what it was, and was dared to put his hand in it. He rolled his eyes and stuck his hand in it. Nothing happened. He stuck his whole hand in it, and still, nothing happened. His friends turned away at the sound of shouting from the village, and there was a bright flash of multi-colored light. When they turned back, Auran was gone, the hole with him.

[b]Appearance:[/b] [url=http://anisstellaris.deviantart.com/art/Human-Practice2-Elf-Male-93071367]Auran[/url] The tattoo beneath his eye is a symbol of multiple things. His heritage, his gift, and his curse. His black hair runs down to his shoulders, but is very neatly cut every time he is seen, except in his wolf form. The beads hanging on the left side of his face symbolizes his love to nature, even though the grass ring already does that. His green eyes stare at you no matter where you go, following you. His necklace is the only thing that stays with him in his forms; even so, it melts into his skin as a tattoo. It was a gift from his mother, a reminder of his nymph heritage. As for clothing, he wears a short overcoat, a little longer then a tunic, a traditional wear for the Shaolin Monks. He has [url=http://elorg.deviantart.com/art/Wings-3772509]wings[/url] on his back and a long silver wolf tail. It doesn’t stay with him as a wolf or hawk. I mean, he has a tail in his wolf form but it isn’t silver.

[b]Other:[/b] He is Bisexual

 [post]Auran jumped up in surprise, blinking. A few moments ago, he had been walking around with his mate and his friends, enjoying the fun of a good adventure. Now he was standing amidst a strange collection of people. A roar echoed off the walls and everyone started screaming. Flashes of light went over Auran’s head as he ducked. He screamed, and jumped up into the air, spreading his wings. He pushed through the roof, leaving a small hole behind him.

That was many years ago. Now Auran was screaming again in a similar situation. Flames erupted around him, dragons screeching above him. He ducked as one almost hit his head and cursed. He dropped and rolled quickly to put out his hair. He jumped back up and snuck around a corner. He ran into the open plaza to the other side, trying to duck the flames that erupted around him. He kept running as hard as he could until suddenly he fell into a hole. Where it came from, how should he know?[/post]

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[b]Username:[/b]Sethimo

[b]Name:[/b]Auran

[b]Race:[/b] Lycanthrope

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Age:[/b] 22

[b]Role:[/b] Defensive Teacher/Researcher

[b]Ability/Weapons:[/b] [URL=http://library.galciv2.com/mvlib/ss/Fullview_X_swords_Black.jpg]Swords, without fire.[/URL] HE holds these on his back, as with many weapons in sheaths.

[b]Appearance:[/b] Auran is young, sturdy, not an overly tall fellow for a male, standing at about 5’7” with a broad, strong body and a round, intelligent face. A thin beard and moustache, very scruffy in appearance cover his cheeks and chin, giving him a rugged mountain-man look. Auran has short dark brown hair that curls ever so slightly as it grows. A casual dresser, Auran is noted for an uncanny sense of style, even if he has very little to work with. Auran is a hairy fellow, not surprising due to his bloodlines. His eyes are blue. He constantly rubs his tail, as if to make sure it is there, so it has a ruffled look.

[b]Creature Form:[/b]WOLF-As a werewolf, Auran is still fairly stubby and short. But his body is heavily built, with powerful arms and an ability to maintain short bursts of intense power. He is a powerfully built werewolf none the less, harboring beautiful chocolate brown fur that is slightly wavy in the scruffier areas of his body, giving the appearance of the hairs about to curl. He has lightly colored paw pads and claws, a sassy face with a very heavy, bear-like muzzle. His eyes remain blue in this form giving him a rare and beautiful look to him.

[b]Personality:[/b]Auran upholds a mentality of make war not love and keeps it up to the best of his ability. He prefers living and hating life over love and has very free views on things such as relationships, and intoxicants. Auran is the kind of person who has been with few but never truely broken a heart. He is not a Casanova, but uses his natural charm and charisma that seems to attract people greatly to him as an upper hand when he decides he wants to draw in someone with whom he is killing. Of course, this does not work on the battlefield. There, he just uses his strength and strategy.  That is not what he is all about though, Auran is curious about the world, a happy individual despite misconceptions.

[b]Bio:[/b] When he was little, he was attacked multiple times because of his short size. He grew up, truly afraid of other species, including his own. He was constantly tortured, despite his curious nature. When he hit the maturing age, he completely shot up, and it seemed like he had grown almost overnight. That is when it turned around. People started being afraid of him, and he started tormenting them. He enjoyed this new found ability and learned his hateful nature from when he was little. He has began to trust others again, but mainly only his own species. At this time, others in his own species began trusting him, even wondering how he fought so well. They began to come to him for guidance on being able to fight. His other title, really isn’t a title. He is always looking for a new weapon, a new way to fight, you get what I mean.

[post]Auran growled and jumped off of the boat and onto the rock. A woman was standing at the other end, her hair bellowing in the wind behind her. Her thin black suit coated her body perfectly and two dragons flew in a circle above her. One black, one white. Auran grinned and said, “Your protected by Yin and Yang?”

As the woman went to draw her blades, Auran’s bow was already up, the arrow pointing at her. He didn’t want to cause unnecessary bloodshed now, but he would protect himself by any means necessary. Even if it means that he was to face her and her two dragons. When he noticed that the dragon was looking at her strictly, she put her blades away, making him ease off his bowstring, allowing the tip to point towards the ground. When the blades were sheathed, he put his bow away into his arrow pouch. Then, he noticed her eyes off from a piercing gaze to one with curiosity. “Pleasure to meet you. I’m Jazz Liang” As she nodded her head towards him, he nodded towards her, showing his respect towards her. Then, he looked her in the eyes. Icy blue eyes met light amethyst eyes. He had to admit it, she had courage. No one had looked him in the eyes without showing any signs of being scared. “I wanted to talk to you about letting me join the Dragon Saints.”

Auran’s face went into thought, thinking about a possible new member. Yes, another two dragons and an extra pair of hands would be helpful to fight off against the Eye. However, he didn’t know what she was capable of. “I would let you join the Saints. However, I am unsure what you are able to do against several things, including your dragons’ abilities. I would allow them to face off against Hannaku one at a time, but he’s occupied with another dragon above us. However, I would like to see what you are capable of, Ms. Liang.” He drew his rapier from its sheath, allowing the blade to glisten in the fading sunlight. “Shall we?” he asked, pointing the rapier tip towards the ground.[/post]

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[b]Username:[/b] Sethimo

[b]Character Name:[/b] Auran Minotauro

[b] Age and Gender[/b] 24

[b]Appearance:[/b]

REAL LIFE: [URL=http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j179/Kishiki/anime%20guys/coolhat.jpg]Auran[/URL] is a fairly tall person, but no completely obviously tall. He wears two silver dog tags around it. One holds the sign of the Celtic Cross and the other holds his name and a blanks space. The blank space is for two people that he wants to put that he trusts a lot. One will be for his girl, or boy friend and the second will be for his best friend.

GAMER: [URL=http://i938.photobucket.com/albums/ad227/sethimine/AuranGamerUniverse.jpg]Auran[/URL] The tattoo beneath his eye is a symbol of multiple things. His heritage, his gift, and his curse. His black hair runs down to his shoulders, but is very neatly cut every time he is seen, except in his wolf form. The beads hanging on the left side of his face symbolizes his love to nature, even though the grass ring already does that. His green eyes stare at you no matter where you go, following you. His necklace is the only thing that stays with him in his forms; even so, it melts into his skin as a tattoo. It was a gift from his mother, a reminder of his nymph heritage. As for clothing, he wears a short overcoat, a little longer then a tunic, a traditional wear for the Shaolin Monks. He has [URL=http://elorg.deviantart.com/art/Wings-3772509]wings[/URL] on his back and a long silver wolf tail. It doesn’t stay with him as a wolf or hawk. I mean, he has a tail in his wolf form but it isn’t silver.

[b]Personality:[/b]Seph is a guy you have a lot of mixed feeling about. If he knows you and likes you, then he is very nice, kind, caring, and will do a lot to make life comfortable. If he knows you and doesn’t like you… Well, let’s just say that don’t be expecting a very good life. If he doesn’t know you at all, then don’t expect any warm greetings or anything, just a cold shoulder and a hurried greeting. Likes solitude and nature; that is when he accomplishes work the best and his mind is clearest. However, when he gets used to being around someone he tends to be outgoing, slightly absent-minded, quick-witted, and clumsy. With a bright mind like his he prefers the quiet to let it go into overdrive. Though it is a curse at times and a blessing at others Auran tends to be brutally honest with everyone.

[b]Biography [b] Auran grew up in the city always filled with the latest tech. He was very familiar with Willard Industried gamer techology. He had actually been trying to hack the system when he was found; the president decided to let him go free for two reasons. One, he needed gamers, so he said that if Auran joined, he was a free man. Two. His daughter saw Auran- And that honestly is all I need to say. He agreed to join and came with happy feelings and high hopes for this game.

Optional:

[b]Theme song: Fireflies by Owl city

Likes/Dislikes: Girls, gaming, hacking, coding, wolves and birds, writing.

Hobbies: Writing, sketching, thinking,

Relationship: None… Yet :3

Other: He has been an awesome gamer his entire life.[/b]

 [b]Sample:[/b]Auran stepped timidly into the white building after waiting a few seconds. He had just seen a girl go in, but she never re-appeared. He shivered as his warm hands touched the cool metal of the door. He pushed and was entered into a warm lobby with a gurgling fountain in the middle. He walked up to the receptionist and waited for her to notice him. At first she looked a bit flustered, but then she calmed down. Without acknowledging him.

He got impatient and finally said, “Nice fountain you have there.”

The receptionist looked up and said, “We are not accepting.”

Auran rolled his eyes and tartly replied, “I noticed. Check the list for Test room 2, Auran Minotauro.”

The receptionist got a frightened look in her eyes, and Auran assumed that the girl before had also been a tester. She stood up and walked to a clipboard and quickly said, “This way.”

She stood up and put her hand on a pillar, a blue screen appearing behind it. A number pad popped out and she entered a few numbers and the wall behind the desk opened up into an elevator. She pointed inside and walked back to her desk. Auran stepped inside and pushed the only button on the wall and waited patiently for the brown doors to close and go up. They finally opened and a man looked in and said, “You must be a tester. This way.”

HE walked over to a seat and a desk and touched something gently. Another blue screen popped up and the man said, “Create a character while we wait for four more people.”

Auran nodded and sat down. He cracked his knuckles and got to work.

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[b]Username On Forums:[/b] Sethimo

[b]Character Name:[/b] Auran Minotauro

[b]Age:[/b]19

[b]Gender:[/b] Male

[b]Appearance:[/b] [URL=http://i80.photobucket.com/albums/j179/Kishiki/anime%20guys/coolhat.jpg]Click For Image[/URL]

Auran is a fairly tall person, but no completely obviously tall. He wears two silver dog tags around it. One holds the sign of the [URL=http://wegotirish.files.wordpress.com/2009/10/trinity-knot.jpg]Celtic Cross[/URL] and the other holds his name and a blanks space. The blank space is for two people that he wants to put that he trusts a lot. One will be for his girl, or boy friend and the second will be for his best friend. Probably Kira if he is ever able to meet him/her. Otherwise he is always dressing in something completely different. One day he may be wearing a cape, another he may be wearing a t-shirt and shorts. 

[b]Personality:[/b] Likes solitude and nature; that is when he accomplishes work the best and his mind is clearest. However, when he gets used to being around someone he tends to be outgoing, slightly absent-minded, quick-witted, and clumsy. With a bright mind like his he prefers the quiet to let it go into overdrive. Though it is a curse at times and a blessing at others Auran tends to be brutally honest with everyone. After a few years, Auran got more serious then he used to be with his friends. This was when Kira was coming around, so he didn’t just seem like a kid.

[b]History:[/b] Auran grew up off of Ahmuto in a small town named Lawrence. He lived there with his parents for most of his life and often visited his uncle in Ahmuto. His uncle was th head of a corporation named, [i]Minotaur Tech[/i]. Obviously, it dealt with technology and other such things. Since Auran grew up around his father as a scientists and always going to the K.M.T.H.(Killer Minotaur Tech Headquarters) he started experimenting with gadgets of his own. Once he was older and a little smarter, his parents sent him off to Ahmuto University with hopes of him getting in because of his Technology Background. Of course, he got it just barely. It was a few days after he was accepted that the news came that his parents and his uncle and aunt had all died in a small plane crash. In fact, the school had heard the rumble but thought not much of it.

After this, Auran was definitely not as fun as he used to be. Then he met the girl he wanted to be with for a really long time. Adalyn. The hot headed girl who was fun and always turned him down. He still chased after her with all his heart, and without knowing he became his old self again. Now, he basically hangs around with her wishing that she would love him. He lives in his uncle’s home, a couple miles out of Ahmuto.

[b]View On Kira:[/b] Auran wants to meet Kira and help him. So, Yes.

[b]Are You In Ahmuto University?:[/b] Yes

[b]Occupation:[/b] Working his way up [i]Minotaur Tech[/i]

[b]Are You Going To Try And Catch Kira?:[/b] Never!

[b]ThemeSong:[/b] Fireflies, Owl City

[b]Likes[/b]:Adalyn (:3) Debating, Kira, Friends

[b]Dislikes[/b]: L

[b]Pets[/b]: He has a puppy golden retriever named Papi

[b]Hobbies[/b]: Reading and sketching.

[b]Ethinicity[/b]: Caucasian

[b]SAMPLE![/b] Auran stepped out into the bright sunlight, holding his notebook up against his face. He could see the bright yellow lining on the notebook, and kept walking until it disappeared. He looked up and sure enough, a cloud had covered the sun. He put his WriNo in his bag and twisted it around. He stepped onto the street, ignoring the screeches of the car horns as he crossed on a green light. He walked toward the freeway and smiled grimly. A black bag was waiting for him under the first support; a leather folder-flap bag. He ran quickly so as no one else took it and he opened it up. His eyes lit up as he saw what was inside.

“Three Kunai. And the ribbon with the death tattoo on it! Yes!” He quickly opened his phone and clicked a number. The screen lit up and called the his best friend that he knew of. Adalyn.

“They got it!” He hung up, realizing to late that she would have no clue what he was talking about. He shrugged and put the phone in his pocket. He carefully took out the knives and set them on the ground before him. He turned them around, balancing them on his finger. He put them into his messenger bag and stood back up. He walked to the other side of the rode, starting to run when it got dark. He finally reached his car again and stepped in. He rested for a minute and then turned the car back on. He drove off (into the sunset) towards his apartment. Once there, he flung himself on the bed and took out the Kunai.

“One word. AWESOME!” He laughed, so happy that he finally had not one, but four Kunai knives now.

[b]Other Information:[/b] He is Bi. Gotta problem with that?

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