Post by Narcissist on Jul 14, 2010 8:15:35 GMT -5
Build it all up just to tear it up again
Ashes to ashes, to ashes again
Ashes to ashes, to ashes again
Name:;Narcissist
Age:;8 summers
Pack:; Darksied
Species:; Firebrand
Gender:;male
Sing me a song of the place you see
We can go there, just you and me
We can go there, just you and me
Reason for joining?:; Darksied is accepting of any kind of race, and I feel Narcissist will fit in here.
Rank desired?:; I'm honestly not sure, I don't mind any rank but thought he would suit a warrior type rank of some sorts. I would honestly like the alpha to choose his rank if that is acceptable
What can you contribute?:; I feel I would be a great help to the pack bringing in fearlessness in a war or fight, and I would gladly throw myself in the way for my leader.
What are your strengths?:; I am loyal to my leaders, and I am fearless in a fight. Torture is Talon's(one of my personalities) specialty so if we had spies in our territory I would gladly get information out of them.
What are your weaknesses?:; I have 2 separate personalities that I have to deal with.
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RP example:;Narcissist strolled into the new terrain, a place he had not yet come across, nor did he recognize any of the smells here. He was a large wolf, or so he felt he was standing at five feet and seven inches high, and weighing one hundred and eighty pounds. His amber eyes scanned the area before him taking in as much as he could to get a feel for these new surroundings. As Narcissist continued to stride forward a light breeze ruffled his fur making his darker brown undertones begin to pop out more amongst the ebony black that normally covered it all. Along with the breeze came more scents, one of which was a favorite of his; squirrel. “Hmm sounds like a nice snack to have about now. “ he said to himself.
He lowered his head to the ground trying to pick up the scent of the small rodent, the lingering smell danced about his nostrils filling them until it seemed that single rodents scent was engraved in his nose. Narcissist quickly followed the scent his head still low to the ground, eagerly pursuing a hopeful meal. As he searched a low voice whispered in his head ‘Oh Narcissist, what do you plan on doing once you find this creature? Will you let me have any fun?’This was the voice of Talon one of two separate personalities that lurked inside his mind. Talon was a huge fan of torture and anguish, and loved to take over when ever Narcissist was in fights or hunting, simple bloodshed was no fun to him it was better for him when he got to enjoy them pain in the eyes of the victim before the kill. ” No you are not coming out this time! I will not allow it!” Narcissist yelled allowed a snarl followed the end of his words.
His nose now filled even fuller with the scent of the squirrel, he lifted his head slowly his eyes darting back and forth for the rodents form. Just as soon as he had his view high enough to see in front of him he spotted the squirrel digging for its nuts in the dirt ground. He lowered his body and gave a quick flick of his tail, he was still quite eager for this little snack. ’You aren’t really thinking I would let you get the fun of killing it, now would you little Narcissist.’ Talon whispered in his head. Narcissist could feel Talon pushing to the surface of his mind taking total control of him. Narcissist tried to fight Talon but was unable, the only thing he was able to do was let out an almost silent gasp before his eyelids closed and he was not in control.
As Narcissists eyelids reopened it was no longer him, he could see through his own eyes and feel all that was going on but all he was now was a passenger along for the ride. Talon now in total control grinned widely his teeth bared as he formed a sly smile, his tail now curved slightly to the side. Talon eyed the squirrel and leapt high, joining his front paws together and making sure to land on them first as he aimed for the squirrels body. Falling down he landed square on the squirrels back and heard small cracking sounds, his tongue licked the edges of his lips as he looked down at it. He bent his head down and reached for one of the squirrel’s tiny front limps, chomping down hard and ripping it clean off its body. The squirrel still slightly alive made small shrieks of fear as blood oozed out of its body. He flipped it over seeing the shear shock and horror in its face. He gave off a small chuckle and repeated the process of ripping off each limb one at a time until he came to the head. Letting every bit of its flesh and bones fill his mouth with delicious flavors as he chomped down, just before he spit out the bigger bones and swallowed the rest. He looked down at the remains of a squirrel with only a torso and a head, he bent his head down opening his jaws and crunching down on it just to crack the skull and distort the face. He licked his lips and teeth clean and began to speak out loud laughing slightly “There little Narcissist, you can have fun with the rest, it’s no fun for me anymore.”
Narcissist could feel Talon falling from the surface letting him back in control of his own body. He was not one in particular to want to so cruelly kill an animal, but with Talon lurking in his mind there was nothing he could do it was always torture and torment with Talon and it drove Narcissist crazy that though he had let 8 summers come and go in his life he had still yet to know how to control the other two that were inside him. When he could feel that he was now fully back in control of his own body he looked down at the squirrel, he would not waist the food he caught but still it disgusted him to know how it had actually been killed.
