Posts by Desquode

    Well, it would be to much trouble to go into the pets we had long ago, so I'll talk about the more recent ones.

    Beeger. That's the name of the cat my sister used to own. Actually her name was Dutchess, but my mom give most of our pets strange nicknames. XD Anyway, we had her FOREVER, and she got SOO fat. XD She'd eat anything EXCEPT coffee. =P But then my mom married my stepdad and he had like, 4 stray cats. XP The strays were Peanut, Leo, Nick, and I can't remember the name of the other one. So Beeger, Peanut, Leo, and the others got along pretty well, but eventually they all went crazy and we had to put them down. V_V

    My stepdad also had three stray dogs. Max, Cookie, and Magie. My sis got a new kitten after we put Beeger down, but Sam and Cookie killed it. They were old, and they killed her cat, so we put them down. Shortly before we put them down Cookie attacked Magie, and she had to get stitches. Another reason to put her down. Also before we put down Max and Cookie I got MY dog, Goliath.

    I got Goliath from some friends of ours. They were quite poor and couldn't support him, so they gave him to us. He was under-fed and very skinny. So we got him some Ukinuba (sp?) Dog Food, and he grew to normal dog size, and got fat, a little too fat. =P So now he's still with me! =D I love him soo much. =)

    Sometime after I got Goliath, my sis got a new cat, Shadow. She's mostly a very dark grey. We still have her too. =P My moms nickname her her is Pookie. XD

    THEN we got Pete. A GIRL dog. Yes, my dads new dog. Anyway, we found her at the local store and she was soo tiny. =P She was free so we got her for my dad since he didn't have Max or Cookie any more (though he still has Magie). Anyways, she was really little when we got her, but she grew SO fats. XD So what's my moms nickname for her? Mud-Puppy. BUT one combined those two words and came up with Muppy. Why Mud-Puppy? She LOVES to play in mud. XD

    I will tell you about my sisters long-gone fish. XD OK, so my sis had a several fish when she was little. I was younger so I did some strange things. XD I put just about EVERYTHING in the fish tank. XD Most memorable is the Play-Dough... =P Anyway all but one of her fish slowly died off. HOWEVER, only one fish survived everything I put in the tank, only to just die out of the blue. XD

    Well, that's pretty much it. =P

    Ravanen are extremely light people. You said your guy was med frame for HIS kind, Desquode is slightly heavy for HIS kind. But hey, if it's that bag a deal, tell me and I will change it. :)

    Name: Desquode

    Age: 34

    Race: Ravanen

    Sex: Male

    Hair: Black, shoulder length.

    Eyes: Dark blue.

    Weight 200 lbs.

    Hight: 5' 11"

    Weapon: Two Raven Blades. They are 1' 6", light, and look like raven wings.

    Armor: A hard black leather chest-plate.

    Strengths: Being a bird-man Desquode can use any wind to his advantage. Though he knows no magic he can often use an enemies wind/air magic against them. if there is a gust he can glide along it due to his light weight. He uses he amazing speed and flexibility to do many dodges.

    Weakness: Any ground/water attack. If you through sand or dirt in his eyes he would be blinded for a few minutes. Also, if he were in the middle of even a large pond he would most likely drown. He also takes heavy damage from ground/water magic attacks. If it starts raining during a battle his feathers get heavy and he loses a lot of his speed, but is still flexible.

    (No magic) Skills: Desquode is an expert at two-handed short-sword battle techniques. He also excels at dodges because he is very fast and extremely flexible. He does not do punching attacks but is rather good at kicking. (If an enemy were to jump above him he would either dodge or flip around and kick straight up.)

    Appearance: Desquode wears a black hard leather chest-plate and a black shirt under that. the shirt is long-sleeved with an image of a raven on the right sleeve. His pants are made of raven feathers (Though he has his own) that help him to glide. He wears a helmet that looks lake a ravens head, and a short cape covering his left arm. He wears dark brown leather gloves.

    Personality: Desquode is usually calm, and alone. If he is challenged to a battle he will except, and fight until ether he or his opponent is knocked out, or dead. He hardly ever starts fights, usually leaving the decision to the other person. he will not join a group unless he think it will benefit him in some way.

    Biography: Desquode sat in his hut on top of Mount Imu thinking, thinking about his past.

    He was born in the Ravin tribe, the most respected tribe of the race of raven-men, the
    Ravanen. He didn't remember anything until he was 5... That's when the Five Elders, the
    group of the oldest, wisest Ravanen warriors, choose him to be taught how to fight. When
    he got to the training arena he was handed a light, 1' 6" blade, one Raven Blade, the special weapon only Ravin could use.

    By the age of 9 he went through the 5 day ritual of sorts: Amaka. All Ravanen boys must go through this, if they survived that long... He remembered having to fall a straight 10 feet down, and land on his toes. Then 20 feet were added every day. then, on the fifth and final day he had to fall 70 feet, and land on his toes. He completed it, even with a broken arm.

    After a week of rest and recovery he was taught to use two Raven Blades. He fought hard, trained every day, accepted countless challenges, until he was number three of the top five Ravanen fighters. On that day he turned 18, finally an adult, finally to have the freedom to come and go through the portals that lead to multiple other places... Places not on his world.

    Then one day, at the age of 23 he was visiting the tribe Chieftain. He and the Chieftain, Gara, were talking about why Desquode was chosen, and not the other, lighter boys. They had just started talking when Desquode heard a noise. He went to see what it was, but he found nothing. He walked back into the room where he and Gara were speaking, only to find that Gara had been stabbed to death. He had called the Ravanen Syndicate and told them where he was so they could investigate the crime.

    When they got there half an hour later they pulled Desquode aside. The Syndicate Main,
    the head of the Ravanen Syndicate, swiftly accused Desquode of the crime. They arrested him and were on their way back to the jail when Desquode broke free and escaped. He ran from them for years until he could run no longer.

    One day he was at a Ravanen bar listening to the chatter of the many people there. He overheard someone talking about a place where there were a large variety of people, and... other things. For another year he planned of a way he could get to that place. then one day while he was hiding in an ally-way a strange figure approached him. Desquode felt him probing his mind, and for some reason, he couldn't stop him.
    "You have been falsely accused of a horrid crime." it said.
    Desquode was barely able to say one word "Y-Y-Yes..."
    "I will grant you ONE chance to redeem yourself... Good luck" it said as it waved it's hands above Desquode.

    The next thing Desquode knew he was sitting in an ally-way, but not the one he was in before... He was somewhere else... He stepped out of the ally-way and looked around. He was in some sort of city, but not like any city he had seen before. he walked up to someone to ask them where he was, he tripped and fell through the person. He quickly got back up, shocked at what had just happened.
    "You have not entered this world yet" a voice said. Desquode realized it was the voice of the person in the ally-way.
    "Wha- What do you mean?" Desquode said looking around himself.
    "You must accept what I have given you... Then You shall be put in their world."
    Desquode stopped moving, then looked straight up.
    "I ACCEPT!" He yelled, just as something hit him, knocking him out.

    When he awoke he found himself in a small hut on top of a mountain. Somehow he knew the name. Imu... That was the mountains name. He felt like he had lived here for years, yet he felt young still. He was now 34... He knew that, or, he thought he did. Desquode stands, he remembers how he got here. but now that he is here he MUST find a way to prove his innocence. He KNOWS that.