Arcade

[gotham]

Name:: Arcade Relius
Age:: Four years old
Gender:: Male
Pack:: N/A
Rank:: ----
Summary:: Quirky, sarcastic, and bitter, Arcade is quite the character.




Markings:: Besides the natural-occuring markings of his species, none.
Sscars:: He has a large, thin scar behind his left ear. It stretches around the back of his ear.

Appearance::

Arcade is the prime example of his species. He is slender, with a short torso and long legs. They are skinny but powerful and he stands on wide paws, his weight balanced equally on them. His tail is medium-sized and fluffy. His coat is kept short, naturally, but it is the longest on his chest and neck. His face possesses a short, thick muzzle with a large nose and bright, amber eyes.

He, like all AWDs, sports a beautiful, striking coat. It is marbled with white and black, the spots weaving and intertwining together to create a beautiful array. He is nature's masterpiece. Spots of tawny and dark brown are also visible. Besides his tell-tale coat, the second most noticible feature about him is his ears. They are large, black circles on his head, giving him an almost comical appearence.







Likes:: Laying around, being useful, finding new things, knowledge.

Dislikes:: Ignorance, terrible people, sickness, extreme heat.

Fears:: Being useless, drowning, dying alone.

Strengths:: Running, endurance, his wits.

Weaknesses:: His sharp tongue, he doesn't know when to quit, and trusting the wrong people.

Personality:: Arcade isn't very good with people, socially. That doesn't mean he's shy or quiet though. Oh no, he's actually very talkative. He tends to babble, exaggerate, and generally annoy others. Terrible social skills, indeed. He is, however, extremely intelligent and can solve almost any problem. Arcade is very good with healing herbs and rather enjoys providing his rough medical skills to those in need. He has a tendency to be lazy, and would, in most situations, rather lay around than actually do something productive. Arcade is extremely sarcastic with a sharp tongue and wits and has a strong self-deprecating sense of humor. He is very guarded when it comes to himself and his past, and will deflect personal questions almost every time. He enjoys his personal space and will freak out if you invade his bubble. He's a terrible liar, and gullible, which is a dangerous combination. Arcade tends to bounce back and fourth between moods, making him a bit unstable, but for the most part, he's a good guy and it shows.






Parents:: Drexa X Kepla
Siblings:: None
Life turning moments:: ---

History:: This can be optional. History can be revealed in roleplay, if you so wish.





Who are you?:: Becky
How old are you?:: 18
How long have you been roleplaying?: Umm... seven-eight years? I have no idea.
How did you find us?:: From Valoria.

Roleplay sample:: "Excellent," He quipped out, as the lioness assured him of his certain victory. Of course, he was still talking about joining her pride.. of a possible position in it. He wasn't looking for a handout, and although she was quick to assure him, it still slightly worried him. After all, his entire life had been dedicated to being useful and having a purpose. He wasn't sure what would happen to him if he couldn't pass a test-- Rosaline's or anyone's. What would happen then? Who would he be?

Rosaline spoke and he perked up. He still didn't agree with her in the literal sense, although now they were speaking hypothetically. And his opinion on that.. was changing even as they spoke. He didn't miss the annoyance in Rosa's voice, it was hard not to, however he simply chalked it up to her previous statements. What he did miss was her swipe-- her paw slammed against his muzzle. He jerked his head backwards, a second too slow. The blow hurt, but didn't sting; she must have had her claws in. Excolo was surprised and his muzzle opened, his lips peeling back in a half-hearted snarl. Out of surprise and irritation, mostly. "You're damn confusing, Excolo," She huffed harshly and he snorted at her childish tantrum. "I suggest you work on your manners before you become queen, lest your servants mutiny." He spat, the swipe still weighing heavily in his mind and his muzzle throbbing slightly. It was the first time he had was anything but calm and collected that night-- this lioness certainly had a way of getting under his skin. It was disgusting, the effect she had on him. She approached closer then, dipping her head under his. Her top of her muzzle rubbed up against his chin and for once, he allowed the contact. The sensation felt wholly strange but ultimately.. not terrible. That was an improvement, surely. Excolo stayed there briefly before moving his head back and away from Rosaline's touch.

But then.. Excolo offered a short, quiet sigh. He glanced back to Rosaline, an expressive look upon his face. "Although you enjoy the journey, I do not," He said, pausing. "And I do not wish to impede your plans," He spoke, his voice oddly soft. "Will that be all, then?" He said, wrinkling his nose as he spoke the last sentence, referring to her swipe of his nose. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at her, still terribly unsure of himself in this entire situation.

* not with arcade, i hope it's still okay though?