MORAN, Sabrel Ricardo

[sabre]

Moran Ricardo Sabrel
Once you find your center
You are sure to win

NICKNAMES: Fang
GENDER: male
ANIMAL: Bengal tiger
SEXUALITY: straight
AGE: 17
GRADE: junior
OCCUPATION:
SCHEDULE:

TELL ME A LITTLE ABOUT YOURSELF.

So you want to know about me, huh? Well, that's perfectly understandable, me being such a fantastic character and all... Firstly, I like to be the top, the number one, maybe not atop the grades, but if there is got to be a cool kid at school, that's gotta be me. And I won't tolerate competition... No, if you're not with me then you're against me! And believe me you're not gonna last long. Bully? No, I prefer the term 'winner'. Studying? No, I don't like doing that, and I don't see why anyone would bother trying to get anything mote than a ten... Because that's all it's needed, anyway. Since Im never prepared, exams really scare me, and I ofte have to resolute to cheating. I've been caught before... But the teachers hollow threats don't scare me! I'll be out of here quick, anyway...

TELL ME MORE, PLEASE? WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?

Sabrel is a brat. He is always hungry for attention and will go to surprising lengths for it. He is dominant and aloof, arrogant, and pretty lazy too. He often gives up when things start becoming a constant effort... Because, sure, he is the first one to jump at doing something daring and often foolish that'd make them look good before the others, but he doesn't have the character like to become responsible and keep it up.

It's a pity, really, because when he tries hard, he can be very good. He's pretty smart, and pretty agile and strong too, but just doesn't make an effort in anything, so life always seems about to fall apart on his head. He is not known for being particularly sensible, and, well he lives just a mask, a lie, a fantasy.

THAT’S INTERESTING. CAN YOU TELL ME A SECRET? I PROMISE NOT TO TELL.

Sabrel can't write very well.

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OOC

YOUR NAME: Underscore
RP EXAMPLE: Marco continued to watch the moon, lying comfortably on his back with his arms folded beneath his head. He yawned lazily and was about to run a hand over his face when he thought better, noticing how dirty it had gotten from all that city running. His hair was also so gray with dust that it was almost a miracle that anyone could recognize it as red; he would need to take at least forty baths once he got back to the Terminal. Oh, but he did not want to allow his mind to dwell in the reality of that the hours ticked by, of that time would continue to run out, for much he wanted to stop it. He was trying to enjoy the little peace and tranquility one might ever get in a city such as Muse right now, so keep away reality!

At some point he thought he heard footsteps... He held his breath, sharpening his sense of hearing to the point he got to hear his own heartbeat. But then there was nothing. He did not bother with turning his head because he knew the noise could not be that if falling feet, because whenever there was something humanoid near by he just had to hear everything it was thinking. His powers were so annoying sometimes... There was a guy in the Terminal who could control wind, and therefore fly, Marco thought it would be wonderful to trade.

So he decided the little click must have been only a drip. But after a little while, he got the distinct feel of that he was being watched... That made him a little angry. So the noise had not been a drip but rather an annoying alley cat who had decided to settle down somewhere to stare at him? Angrily he turned his head, hoping that he could glare the cat away; but then his eyes widened in surprise at the sight of the cat that was staring at him.

Because, you see, it was not just any random ordinary cat, but it was a cat woman pretending to be a cat, or something! As scary as that sounded, you could imagine Marco's surprise, but adding to that the background knowledge and popular stereotype of beastmasters being violent savages, Marco's surprise instantly escalated into plain fear. He regretted having allowed fear to barge into his soul like that, knowing that the beast men could smell it in the air, and just plain furious of giving them the pleasure of knowing they scared the Marco!

Nonetheless, this was a reason for alarm, for never in his life had Marco been surprised by a beastmaster. Other agents would be fooled by their impeccable stealth, but never he. Maybe Matt had been surprised by the beast men many times, but never Marco; Marco always heard their thoughts approaching since they were far away. This was something that had never ever happened before, and come to think of it, it was also something that could put his whole world upside down... could the beastmasters have discovered how to stalk prey without thinking at all? Was it even possible?

For a brief second, the two exchanged wide looks of terror, but Marco was the first to react. He tried to enter the beastmaster's mind and figure out what it was thinking, but his effort was as useless as it would have been for you or me. With no time left to wonder what was going on, the man decided to take advantage of the panthermorph's fright and used his arms to impulse himself in a back roll that put him on his feet quicker than a blink. The man had such agility that one would hesitate whether he might be a beastmaster... maybe if he took off his glasses and allowed her to see his nonhuman eyes, she would take him for one of them and leave him alone? Marco didn't think so, for he knew his hunting abilities had earned him quite the reputation... reputation that might have been fun in the headquarters, but definitely was not much of a blessing in this place.

From a ninja crouching position similar to the beastmaster but more human, Marco evenly watched the beastmasters through these dark glasses that made his his reactions and expressions, his own thoughts, an enigma. Although he doubted of their judgment, Marco knew the beastmasters could win nothing by killing him -- they would only attract the wrath of the Empire upon them, and they sure didn't want that... they had enough problems already. But maybe they could be interested in capturing and attempting to negotiate, or trying to scare him into spilling the beans. Whatever she tried, he would be ready, he might not have any power over her by some reason, but his abilities still affected him and could still put him far above the average human.

It can be an recent post of yours or something new. But it has to be at least 300 words.

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[Reptilian Rissa]

♛ ACCEPTED !
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