Post by txep on Jan 24, 2012 20:36:10 GMT -5
Name : Chumvi
Age : Adult
Gender : Male
Species : Lion
Already a Pridelander? : Pridelander
Rank : Pride member
History : Chumvi was born around the same time as Nala and Simba in the pride. One of many cubs playing an tossling with the others as they grew. Has come to have a like towards Nala over the years but has not said anything, has jealousy towards Simba for getting her affection. Also grew up as friends with Kula and knows Tojo. Though rather loud mouth and rowdy he learned to keep quiet and out of the way of Hyenas growing up.
Dislikes Scar's rule but deal's with it, has often been one to leave for extremely long times in search of food, to get away, or find a better place to live. Mainly only returns because Nala and Kula are there in the pride, will gladly take side's against Scar as he's sick of not being in a lively environment that a laugh isn't shunned.
Personality : As a cub very boastful and out for adventure, loved to test peoples wits and give dares. Talkative at times and loves being a lion, likes to be the life of a party, likes seeing others smile and having fun.
As an adult has come to settle his wild side down a bit do to circumstances of a gloomier reign of king. Has hidden feelings for Nala, maybe even for Kula as well. Has become very protective over that he cares about and wants no harm to come to, will put himself in harms way to save another he cares for. Chumvi has also has a thing with shielding his feelings till the end or its to late, or perhaps when he flips a gasket and totally lets out on someone. Is a bit flirty with the ladies only to get smiles and laughter, doesn't go out of his way to impress unless he's actually interested.
Prominent Trait : Always tries to lighten the mood and shield's his real feelings.
Fears : Losing the ones he cares for, meaning nothing in his lifetime
Goals : Somehow show Nala he cares for her. Be all that a lion is ment to be.
Character Development : Hoping he will actually show Nala he cares for her and be vengeful against Simba for Nala liking him instead of Chumvi. Perhaps join Tojo with the Outlanders, not sure yet.
Description : A rather dark tawny brown instead of golden color, as well his mane and tail tuft are a darker brown. On his muzzle and belly is a lighter tone, but his paws/toes stay the same brown as the body. His eyes are a bright rich amber brown, that always shine when he smiles.
Fully grown he is a rather large male, slightly on the lankier side but yet stands tall at the shoulders. A fully filled out mane though not as fully as Simba's just a bit sleeker look, rather a bit more messy or tossled to go with his goofball antics.
Markings : N/A
Role-Play Sample: The rather bland brown pelted lion took long prideful strides, though his coat and mane were a bit dull to look upon at times his personality made up for it in many ways. Anyone that knew him knew he loves the fact he was a lion and would boost about it to any naive ears around. A subtle smirk taped itself to his lips as he came upon the sight of a few young lionesses sprawled out next to a pathetic reason to call a watering hole. Since the reign of Scar everything had gone so poorly, even the water seemed to run away enforcing the decay of the land even more. But perhaps there was a chance to make a smile be known in these harsh times.
"Hey Hey ladies!" The mild low tone floated out on the dead air of the day, "Come on now, aren't you the finest looking lionesses in the territory." There was light-heartedness in the male's voice as he stopped next to the relaxing female's. There was a small chuckle heard, though dry as the cracked dirt below their paws, it was obvious now days even a humored hello wasn't even funny. Though one looked at the male with an appreciative smile at his compliment, these lionesses knew full well the Chumvi had no intentions of pursuing them in anyway so the response to him was almost nilch.
"Nothing's changed out here huh?" The male lowered his lighter toned muzzle to the murky shallow water, lapping up the impure taste. Not showing any grimace from having to drink such filth for so long, he didn't even remember what good water tasted like anymore. Sitting next to one of the lionesses when he was done with his drink he coyly flopped his tail tuft on her face looking away like he was oblivious. He kept putting it in her face every time she swatted it away, then he started to chuckle hearing her growl then suddenly tackle him. This was what he was going for, some response out of one of them, he wrestled her and let her pin him then he started to tickle her with his muzzle against her belly. She pleaded a stop as she was out of breath from laughing, the two took a break as now the other lionesses were smiling shaking their heads. Normal for Chumvi to cause such ruckus.
Age : Adult
Gender : Male
Species : Lion
Already a Pridelander? : Pridelander
Rank : Pride member
History : Chumvi was born around the same time as Nala and Simba in the pride. One of many cubs playing an tossling with the others as they grew. Has come to have a like towards Nala over the years but has not said anything, has jealousy towards Simba for getting her affection. Also grew up as friends with Kula and knows Tojo. Though rather loud mouth and rowdy he learned to keep quiet and out of the way of Hyenas growing up.
Dislikes Scar's rule but deal's with it, has often been one to leave for extremely long times in search of food, to get away, or find a better place to live. Mainly only returns because Nala and Kula are there in the pride, will gladly take side's against Scar as he's sick of not being in a lively environment that a laugh isn't shunned.
Personality : As a cub very boastful and out for adventure, loved to test peoples wits and give dares. Talkative at times and loves being a lion, likes to be the life of a party, likes seeing others smile and having fun.
As an adult has come to settle his wild side down a bit do to circumstances of a gloomier reign of king. Has hidden feelings for Nala, maybe even for Kula as well. Has become very protective over that he cares about and wants no harm to come to, will put himself in harms way to save another he cares for. Chumvi has also has a thing with shielding his feelings till the end or its to late, or perhaps when he flips a gasket and totally lets out on someone. Is a bit flirty with the ladies only to get smiles and laughter, doesn't go out of his way to impress unless he's actually interested.
Prominent Trait : Always tries to lighten the mood and shield's his real feelings.
Fears : Losing the ones he cares for, meaning nothing in his lifetime
Goals : Somehow show Nala he cares for her. Be all that a lion is ment to be.
Character Development : Hoping he will actually show Nala he cares for her and be vengeful against Simba for Nala liking him instead of Chumvi. Perhaps join Tojo with the Outlanders, not sure yet.
Description : A rather dark tawny brown instead of golden color, as well his mane and tail tuft are a darker brown. On his muzzle and belly is a lighter tone, but his paws/toes stay the same brown as the body. His eyes are a bright rich amber brown, that always shine when he smiles.
Fully grown he is a rather large male, slightly on the lankier side but yet stands tall at the shoulders. A fully filled out mane though not as fully as Simba's just a bit sleeker look, rather a bit more messy or tossled to go with his goofball antics.
Markings : N/A
Role-Play Sample: The rather bland brown pelted lion took long prideful strides, though his coat and mane were a bit dull to look upon at times his personality made up for it in many ways. Anyone that knew him knew he loves the fact he was a lion and would boost about it to any naive ears around. A subtle smirk taped itself to his lips as he came upon the sight of a few young lionesses sprawled out next to a pathetic reason to call a watering hole. Since the reign of Scar everything had gone so poorly, even the water seemed to run away enforcing the decay of the land even more. But perhaps there was a chance to make a smile be known in these harsh times.
"Hey Hey ladies!" The mild low tone floated out on the dead air of the day, "Come on now, aren't you the finest looking lionesses in the territory." There was light-heartedness in the male's voice as he stopped next to the relaxing female's. There was a small chuckle heard, though dry as the cracked dirt below their paws, it was obvious now days even a humored hello wasn't even funny. Though one looked at the male with an appreciative smile at his compliment, these lionesses knew full well the Chumvi had no intentions of pursuing them in anyway so the response to him was almost nilch.
"Nothing's changed out here huh?" The male lowered his lighter toned muzzle to the murky shallow water, lapping up the impure taste. Not showing any grimace from having to drink such filth for so long, he didn't even remember what good water tasted like anymore. Sitting next to one of the lionesses when he was done with his drink he coyly flopped his tail tuft on her face looking away like he was oblivious. He kept putting it in her face every time she swatted it away, then he started to chuckle hearing her growl then suddenly tackle him. This was what he was going for, some response out of one of them, he wrestled her and let her pin him then he started to tickle her with his muzzle against her belly. She pleaded a stop as she was out of breath from laughing, the two took a break as now the other lionesses were smiling shaking their heads. Normal for Chumvi to cause such ruckus.
