Post by shadow on Dec 7, 2010 22:12:58 GMT -5
WHAT IS YOUR NAME?
Nuka[/sub]
WHAT GENDER ARE YOU?
Male[/sub]
HOW OLD ARE YOU?
Four Years[/sub]
WHAT PRIDE ARE YOU LOYAL TO?
Outlanders[/sub]
WHAT IS YOUR STATUS?
Prince... kinda.[/sub]
WHAT DO YOU LOOK LIKE?
Dark brown lion with black mane.[/sub]
CAN YOU GO INTO MORE DETAIL PLEASE
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Nuka's odd hair is probably the most distinct part of his looks. Black, wild, and never groomed, it always makes him appear as if he's a total mess. He never bothers to try and keep it to what people would call "normal" because he honestly doesn't care enough, nor does he have the time or energy to keep it clean. If anything, he likes his hair as unruly as it is because he's a bit of a lazy bum. Nuka's face is angular, and yet, holds a bit of gentleness that you wouldn't expect in an outlander. Despite the fact that he is often seen scowling at his brother Kovu in jealousy, the innocence in him is prominent. Nuka is slender, and a bit scrawny. Even if he doesn't have ripped out muscles, he is clearly in good enough shape to do some damage if he ever needed to resort to physical violence. His posture itself is always tall and proud, unless of course, his mother is scolding him.
WHAT ARE YOU LIKE?
Ah Nuka. He is probably one of the most arrogant lions you'll ever meet. Wherever he goes, he demands the utmost respect being the son of Scar and Zira, however he rarely receives it. He knows this, but that doesn't stop him from boasting about himself, especially in front of his younger siblings. With his arrogance comes extreme ambition, ones which he will try to meet by any means to make himself more justified in his boasting about. However, his goals are not what one would expect. He tells people that his ultimate goal is to become the king, however in his heart, that is not the case. His main goal in life is to make his mother proud of him. As the oldest brother, much pressure is put on him to be responsible, yet he never seems to be recognized for his efforts.[/sub]
Of course, his ambitious and arrogant behaviors don't come without this little piece of his personality. Nuka radiates with confidence when he is not around his mother, which often times proves him to be a highly talented lion. Of course, his confidence is usually very shortlived, especially when thinking about or being around those in his pride. He knows that he is talented, yes, but he is afraid that he will never be able to make his mother proud, and on top of that, doubts that he will ever be able to keep a solid friendship with anybody due to his many failures. He keeps his inner turmoil to himself, and this often shows itself in his quick to irritate attitude and constant jealous glances at Kovu.
YOUR FAMILY TREE
Scar - Father - Deceased[/sub]
Zira - Mother - Outlander
Vitani - Sister - Outlander
Kovu - "Brother" - Outlander
SHOW ME WHAT YOU GOT
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Crowned hopeless. The article read living wasteland.
This time you've tried, all that you can turning you red...
Liam stopped his hissing, rolling his massive shoulders and lifting his head confidently. Well, it seemed miss Queen wasn't a damsel in distress. He could dig that... he would love to be the one responsible for taking her down. How proud his brothers would be of him then! But Liam knew he had to trod carefully. These were not his lands... and if he did one wrong move, he'd be as good as the antelope laying limp beneath him.
"Well honey, ya snooze ya lose," he responded casually. "There's no fairness in a fight for survival. But if you're so hung up over your lost kill, come on over. Why don't you... have a few bites?" A smirk washed over his maw as he stepped out of the way, his eyes flashing with mischief and malice for the Queen. He waited, studying her carefully... the way she moved, the way her eyes turned from surprise to anger so fast. She was a pretty little thing, Liam would give her that, but he wasn't one to blindly go after looks. No, that was the last thing on the young male's mind today.
Once she lets her guard down... he thought. She's all mine.
But it seemed that Kiara wasn't one to trust blindly. So, the rumors of how easy she had been to trick when Kovu had come here were lies? Perhaps... though she was older now, and a Queen of an entire kingdom. This could... perhaps be harder than he thought? Well, Liam was up for the challenge. Besides, if this all came down to bloodshed, it was clear to him who was the stronger of the two... he was bigger, badder, and trained to kill in a way that no one else quite understood:"Who are you anyway? What are you doing on our lands?"
"Heh, why would you want to know the name of a filthy slimeball like myself? You've already judged that I'm here to cause trouble, yet I've backed down and offered you some of the kill I made," Liam responded, bringing one paw up to his face to study. All of that he knew was truth, though laced with an underlying lie. That he was... nice... well, the thought made him laugh inwardly. If only Kiara knew what he planned to do to her at the right moment.
"But if you really must call me something, Thunder will do Madame Kiara," he continued, his voice becoming slightly sarcastic at the end of his sentence. "And as to why I'm here, there's no food in the Outlands. Where do you expect me to hunt? It's no fun following boundary rules, though meeting the Queen out on the hunting grounds is quite a surprise... and curious too. Do you often do your own work? I would assume a Queen would be pampered rather than pull her fare share."
He paused, "But what do I know? I'm a lowly, rugged outlander just trying to live my life."