Post by Epic Squid of Legend on Jun 1, 2009 16:52:15 GMT -5
Weyr: New Cove Weyr
Name: Inojin
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Artist (sculptor)/ Weyrfolk
Appearance: Inojin is the very definition of the word ‘beautiful’. He is tall and fit with an isosceles triangle shape to his body. His shoulders are broad and his arms are muscular, his chest is flat and his stomach is well-defined. Not so defined that it’s gross, but enough for one to tell- this man is built. His legs are long, his thighs bulging against most pants. He even has a nice little bubble-butt, built for the ladies.
His hair, despite his age, is a silvery color. Not gray, since it has a bit of shine to it. Flecks of black lay here and there within the spiky mass.
His eyes, much like the sister he doesn’t know he has, are a deep golden yellow. His, however, are flecked with a color that could almost be called orange, but is dark… almost brown, but not quite that dark.
His face is smooth, always clean-shaven, with a sharp nose and defined brows and chin. His eyebrows are black and arched, but the outer third of his left one is missing from an accident when he was young.
His hands are large, but the fingers are very useful in sculpting; their tips extremely sensitive and able to manipulate clay easily.
Despite his beautiful appearance, Inojin does not dress well. His clothes are usually drab in color and simple in design, made by him not for fashion but for its usefulness. The only thing that makes him really stand out at first glance are the many, many pockets on both the tunics and pants he wears. These are not always made from the same material as the actual base item, so his clothes are fairly patchworked with pockets. In these pockets he carries a number of things, from pencils to pieces of a new commodity- paper, to sculpting tools, leather thongs, shiny things and so forth. These many odd but useful things are scattered among various pockets over his tunic, vest, and pants. The man even carries a pouch around his neck, much like N’nika, to keep the few marks he has. A very interesting look, to be sure.
Personality: Inojin is a very timid man- he only speaks when spoken to and avoids eye contact at all costs. Girls have always flirted with him, but he’s rather dense so doesn’t see it as any more than play. “Shy” might be used to describe him, but that’s an understatement. Introverted is more like, keeping to himself all the problems that come and go in his life. He is not spontaneous (except when it comes to his muse), and usually thinks things through to the ‘t’. He will spend hours watching others in their daily tasks, waiting for his muse to strike and his hands to flow over whatever he is carving or sculpting. He rarely sells his sculptures, being very possessive of what he has created. Art is his only hobby, and he is proud of it. Someone talking about art near-bye? It’s probably Inojin, talking about the only thing he thinks he knows anything about. It gives him confidence when nothing else will, and a good way to open him up is to get him talking about his latest creation. He is /nothing/ like his biological sister- Cris. The only thing they share is eye-color, literally (and maybe the build of their bodies). Inojin doesn’t even KNOW he has a sister, let alone is related to the supremely dike, maniacal, demented bitch.
History: He was born to the same mother that gave birth to Cris, but was sired during a fling the woman had with a silver-haired young man. Cris’ father found out about the cheating when Inojin was born… and his silver hair became apparent after drying. The man, having copper hair, wanted to kill the innocent babe. His mother, though, would not allow it so fostered him out to another milked woman in the Weyr. A year later Cris was born, not knowing she had a half brother and leading her own life.
Inojin went from foster family to foster family, his eyes and hair at first drawing attention and then causing unwanted abuse. It was mental at first, starting when the girl-children of the Weyr would tease him and outcast him during play. But gradually, as he grew into the beautiful thing he was meant to be at the young age of eleven, the abuse became physical and then finally… sexual.
The physical was one thing, and Inojin soon learned to cope with that by building his own body in retaliation to the near-constant mob attacks… led by his own sister most times. As soon as he became a match for Cris, at the age of fifteen, the attacks turned in a new direction.
Led by Cris, a group of girls invaded his sleeping quarters during the night- armed with straps of leather and a large piece of cloth. One by one the girls lined up by his bedside, grabbing his limbs in unison and tying them to the corners of his cot. One girl, just as he opened his mouth to scream, shoved the ball of cloth deep into his mouth… nearly choking him in the process.
The following events scarred Inojin forever, the gang-rape etched clearly into his mind. He never talks about it, but you can tell he has sexual issues whenever someone touches him in any provocative way. So while he is technically not a virgin, he has no interest in sex. Yes, he may be attracted to a girl… but the simple thought of that night’s horrors chases whatever chance of what might happen away.
Since then he was become intertwined with his art, relieving sexual pains by sculpting some figures he never shows to anyone, no matter how interested they might be in his art. He only had one fellow growing up- Jannika- but grew distant when Caffreth died and Jannika met Kisa. Now he is utterly alone, having given up hope on having a good life. The poor man is pre-suicidal, growing closer to using one of those carving blades on himself with every night-terror he has. Good thing Cris had moved out of the Weyr… at least now he actually talks a bit.
Recently he acquired what looked like a Queen Flitt egg, but when Xynnon hatched there was no doubt of his color. Xynnon, though, was not like any normal Amber. Having been deprived of anything to attack on his Hatching, he turned docile and was easily bonded to Inojin. Inojin wants to share this tactic with N’nika, hoping to tame any future Ambers hatched at New Cove and thus ending the Amber vs Amber/eggs/Candidate feuds.
Pets: Amber Flitt Xynnon (Z-non) (docile)
Mother: (I forgot her name… Cris’ mother)
Father: Mynnoah (unknown to him)
Siblings: Half-sister Cris (unknown to him)
Name: Inojin
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Orientation: Heterosexual
Rank: Artist (sculptor)/ Weyrfolk
Appearance: Inojin is the very definition of the word ‘beautiful’. He is tall and fit with an isosceles triangle shape to his body. His shoulders are broad and his arms are muscular, his chest is flat and his stomach is well-defined. Not so defined that it’s gross, but enough for one to tell- this man is built. His legs are long, his thighs bulging against most pants. He even has a nice little bubble-butt, built for the ladies.
His hair, despite his age, is a silvery color. Not gray, since it has a bit of shine to it. Flecks of black lay here and there within the spiky mass.
His eyes, much like the sister he doesn’t know he has, are a deep golden yellow. His, however, are flecked with a color that could almost be called orange, but is dark… almost brown, but not quite that dark.
His face is smooth, always clean-shaven, with a sharp nose and defined brows and chin. His eyebrows are black and arched, but the outer third of his left one is missing from an accident when he was young.
His hands are large, but the fingers are very useful in sculpting; their tips extremely sensitive and able to manipulate clay easily.
Despite his beautiful appearance, Inojin does not dress well. His clothes are usually drab in color and simple in design, made by him not for fashion but for its usefulness. The only thing that makes him really stand out at first glance are the many, many pockets on both the tunics and pants he wears. These are not always made from the same material as the actual base item, so his clothes are fairly patchworked with pockets. In these pockets he carries a number of things, from pencils to pieces of a new commodity- paper, to sculpting tools, leather thongs, shiny things and so forth. These many odd but useful things are scattered among various pockets over his tunic, vest, and pants. The man even carries a pouch around his neck, much like N’nika, to keep the few marks he has. A very interesting look, to be sure.
Personality: Inojin is a very timid man- he only speaks when spoken to and avoids eye contact at all costs. Girls have always flirted with him, but he’s rather dense so doesn’t see it as any more than play. “Shy” might be used to describe him, but that’s an understatement. Introverted is more like, keeping to himself all the problems that come and go in his life. He is not spontaneous (except when it comes to his muse), and usually thinks things through to the ‘t’. He will spend hours watching others in their daily tasks, waiting for his muse to strike and his hands to flow over whatever he is carving or sculpting. He rarely sells his sculptures, being very possessive of what he has created. Art is his only hobby, and he is proud of it. Someone talking about art near-bye? It’s probably Inojin, talking about the only thing he thinks he knows anything about. It gives him confidence when nothing else will, and a good way to open him up is to get him talking about his latest creation. He is /nothing/ like his biological sister- Cris. The only thing they share is eye-color, literally (and maybe the build of their bodies). Inojin doesn’t even KNOW he has a sister, let alone is related to the supremely dike, maniacal, demented bitch.
History: He was born to the same mother that gave birth to Cris, but was sired during a fling the woman had with a silver-haired young man. Cris’ father found out about the cheating when Inojin was born… and his silver hair became apparent after drying. The man, having copper hair, wanted to kill the innocent babe. His mother, though, would not allow it so fostered him out to another milked woman in the Weyr. A year later Cris was born, not knowing she had a half brother and leading her own life.
Inojin went from foster family to foster family, his eyes and hair at first drawing attention and then causing unwanted abuse. It was mental at first, starting when the girl-children of the Weyr would tease him and outcast him during play. But gradually, as he grew into the beautiful thing he was meant to be at the young age of eleven, the abuse became physical and then finally… sexual.
The physical was one thing, and Inojin soon learned to cope with that by building his own body in retaliation to the near-constant mob attacks… led by his own sister most times. As soon as he became a match for Cris, at the age of fifteen, the attacks turned in a new direction.
Led by Cris, a group of girls invaded his sleeping quarters during the night- armed with straps of leather and a large piece of cloth. One by one the girls lined up by his bedside, grabbing his limbs in unison and tying them to the corners of his cot. One girl, just as he opened his mouth to scream, shoved the ball of cloth deep into his mouth… nearly choking him in the process.
The following events scarred Inojin forever, the gang-rape etched clearly into his mind. He never talks about it, but you can tell he has sexual issues whenever someone touches him in any provocative way. So while he is technically not a virgin, he has no interest in sex. Yes, he may be attracted to a girl… but the simple thought of that night’s horrors chases whatever chance of what might happen away.
Since then he was become intertwined with his art, relieving sexual pains by sculpting some figures he never shows to anyone, no matter how interested they might be in his art. He only had one fellow growing up- Jannika- but grew distant when Caffreth died and Jannika met Kisa. Now he is utterly alone, having given up hope on having a good life. The poor man is pre-suicidal, growing closer to using one of those carving blades on himself with every night-terror he has. Good thing Cris had moved out of the Weyr… at least now he actually talks a bit.
Recently he acquired what looked like a Queen Flitt egg, but when Xynnon hatched there was no doubt of his color. Xynnon, though, was not like any normal Amber. Having been deprived of anything to attack on his Hatching, he turned docile and was easily bonded to Inojin. Inojin wants to share this tactic with N’nika, hoping to tame any future Ambers hatched at New Cove and thus ending the Amber vs Amber/eggs/Candidate feuds.
Pets: Amber Flitt Xynnon (Z-non) (docile)
Mother: (I forgot her name… Cris’ mother)
Father: Mynnoah (unknown to him)
Siblings: Half-sister Cris (unknown to him)
