Difference between revisions of "Sulking Boar"

From RPC Library
Jump to navigation Jump to search
m
Line 12: Line 12:
 
spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3>
 
spacing:0.2em;"><center>APPEARANCE</center></div></span></h3>
  
−
<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Scratching eight fulms tall, Boar is a great, big lumbering thing, with excessively wide shoulders to match an excessively wide gait, and hands large enough that they look ill-suited to picking up average-sized tools, let alone performing any task that requires precision (yet his long nails are always painted and cared for). Atop a reasonable amount of core muscle, Boar carries a few hundred extra ponze, which round out his features and settle into a prominent gut that sticks far out in front of him. <br><br>
+
<div style="padding: 7px 4px;font-size:13px; color:#26212B;font-family:Georgia;">Scratching eight fulms tall, Boar is a great, big lumbering thing. He possesses excessively wide shoulders to match an excessively wide gait, and hands large enough that they look ill-suited to picking up average-sized tools, let alone performing any task that requires precision (yet his long nails are always painted and cared for). Atop a reasonable amount of core muscle, Boar carries a few hundred extra ponze, which round out his features and settle into a prominent gut that sticks far out in front of him. <br><br>
  
−
Frequently, his small, sleepy eyes are obscured by a mane-like head of black hair. It appears disheveled at a glance, yet is in fact just cut that way: haphazardly, and into many uneven layers. Often, they're left hanging down over his face, concealing everything but his underbite, and the breeze is more likely to brush them back out of the way than he is. A windless day will ensure they never move despite the desert heat, tacked in place by sweat. What he's hiding is what some might consider a bit of a "baby face": permanently pouting lips, cherubic cheeks, a stout, slightly upturned nose. Any mention of the word ''cute'' will cause him to grimace and/or groan. Or to turn and leave promptly.<br><br>
+
Frequently, his small, sleepy eyes are obscured by a mane-like head of black hair. It appears disheveled at a glance, yet is in fact just cut that way: haphazardly, and into many uneven layers. Often, they're left hanging down over his face, concealing everything but his underbite, and the breeze is more likely to brush them back out of the way than he is. A windless day will ensure they never move despite the desert heat, tacked in place by sweat. What he's hiding is what some might consider a chronic baby face: permanently pouting lips, cherubic cheeks, a stout, slightly flared nose. Any mention of the word ''cute'' will cause him to grimace and/or groan. Or to turn and leave promptly.<br><br>
  
 
He has far fewer reservations about his body, which over the years he's had embellished with gold piercings and swirling tattoos that cover half of his torso, derived from Abalathian folklore. At the center of his back is a stylized boar's head weeping from a singular eye.</div><br>
 
He has far fewer reservations about his body, which over the years he's had embellished with gold piercings and swirling tattoos that cover half of his torso, derived from Abalathian folklore. At the center of his back is a stylized boar's head weeping from a singular eye.</div><br>
Line 43: Line 43:
 
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''L I K E S'''</center></div></h3>
 
<div style="padding:10px 35px;background: #000000;font-size:14px;color:#ffffff;font-family:Georgia;text-shadow: 1px 1px 1px black"><center>'''L I K E S'''</center></div></h3>
  
−
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''$$$ GIL $$$'''. Or more specifically, the sound of his own jewelry jingling, the feel of luxurious fabric brushing his skin, and three or more decadent meals a day, with hearty snacks in between. Having had ample time in his cell to reflect upon how he was once treated by his peers, he's since decided to pursue nothing less than a comfortable, self-serving life.</font></div>
+
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''$$$ GIL $$$'''. Or more specifically, the sound of his own jewelry jingling, the feel of luxurious fabric brushing his skin, and three or more decadent meals a day with hearty snacks in between.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Dark Environments'''. The curtains are always drawn within his own spaces.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Dark Environments'''. The curtains are always drawn within his own spaces.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Long Naps & Long Baths'''.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Long Naps & Long Baths'''.</font></div>
Line 56: Line 56:
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Ul'dah'''. Moon should've smashed it.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Ul'dah'''. Moon should've smashed it.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Meatless Meals'''.</font></div>
 
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Meatless Meals'''.</font></div>
−
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Books'''. Despite the fact that he's gone through plenty. Boar doesn't feel as though he efficiently absorbs anything without hands-on experience. Consuming written information is a tedious chore. One that is, unfortunately, necessary sometimes, if not most of the time. Which is why his frown becomes more acute while locked in study.</font></div>
+
: <div style="font-family:Georgia"><font style="color:#000000;" size="3">■</font> <font style="color:#444146;">'''Books'''. Boar doesn't feel as though he efficiently absorbs anything without hands-on experience. Consuming written information is a tedious chore. One that is, unfortunately, necessary sometimes, if not most of the time.</font></div>
  
  

Revision as of 01:42, 31 January 2018

Div121.png
[edit]

APPEARANCE

Scratching eight fulms tall, Boar is a great, big lumbering thing. He possesses excessively wide shoulders to match an excessively wide gait, and hands large enough that they look ill-suited to picking up average-sized tools, let alone performing any task that requires precision (yet his long nails are always painted and cared for). Atop a reasonable amount of core muscle, Boar carries a few hundred extra ponze, which round out his features and settle into a prominent gut that sticks far out in front of him.

Frequently, his small, sleepy eyes are obscured by a mane-like head of black hair. It appears disheveled at a glance, yet is in fact just cut that way: haphazardly, and into many uneven layers. Often, they're left hanging down over his face, concealing everything but his underbite, and the breeze is more likely to brush them back out of the way than he is. A windless day will ensure they never move despite the desert heat, tacked in place by sweat. What he's hiding is what some might consider a chronic baby face: permanently pouting lips, cherubic cheeks, a stout, slightly flared nose. Any mention of the word cute will cause him to grimace and/or groan. Or to turn and leave promptly.

He has far fewer reservations about his body, which over the years he's had embellished with gold piercings and swirling tattoos that cover half of his torso, derived from Abalathian folklore. At the center of his back is a stylized boar's head weeping from a singular eye.

Aspects That Stand Out:
■ Enormous.
■ Heavily-tattooed.
■ Hair in face like a bad high-school stereotype
■ Protruding lower canines



Div121.png
SBsidebar.png
ಌ INFORMATION ಌ
Name - Sulking Boar
Race - Hellsguard Roegadyn
Age - 27
Name Day - TEXT
Deity - Nald'thal
■ Alias: Boar
■ Citizenship: Ul'dah
■ Occupation: Mercenary / Freelance Thaumaturge
■ Hair color: Black
■ Eye color: Amber
■ Complexion: Copper
■ Body Type: Heavyset
■ Piercings: Ears x7, Tongue, Nipples, Navel
■ Tattoos: Near-total coverage on upper back, chest, shoulders, and biceps.
■ Alignment: Chaotic Neutral
■ Affiliations: Arrzaneth Ossuary, Brotherhood of Ash
■ Companion(s):

- Iron Maiden, “Ira” for short. A black and grey cat missing a back limb. Wears a prosthetic commissioned from Eshtaime’s Aesthetics.
Template made by User:Abelia Kir Armiger and free for use!
Retrieved from "http://wiki.ffxiv-roleplayers.com/index.php?title=Sulking_Boar&oldid=286115"