Post by Houka Ryuu on May 23, 2010 5:56:04 GMT -5
CHARACTER PROFILE
UPDATED AS OF IC DATE AUGUST 5, 2012
UPDATED AS OF IC DATE AUGUST 5, 2012
Name: Guin Yukimura
Birth Date: April 1, 1995
Age: 17 Years Old
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Heterosexual
Origin: Kalispell Town of Colorado, USA
Rank: Wherling
Weyr: Rocky Weyr
Appearance: Guin is not overly vain with his hair. They are stright and black and reaches down to curl away from his neck and shoulders. He usually has it parted from the left going to the right which partialy covers his right eye more often than not. However, he doesn't really much care how his hairstyle is as long as he can see whatever is in front of him, usually just finger-brushing his hair into some semblance of order.
He has black eyes under black semi-thick eyebrows with a snub nose in between. Having decided to live at night, they have become sensitive to light. If one should suddenly reflect light on Guin's eyes, he will get teary-eye and will cause Guin to either put up his hand to shade his eyes from the bright light or punch the offender for doing the prank. They are expressive when he wants them to be, but they typically give others the impression as if to say, "What are you looking at? Huh?!"
He currently stands at six feet and six inches tall. He has a lithe body with evidence of doing various workouts that give a bit of bulk and tone to his muscles. His skin is a very light tan, almost alabaster in color but just dark enough not to be termed as pale. His current skin color is evidence of the fact he has never been under the sun as much as possible to his knowledge. Of course, he doesn't really count the time when he was barely a year old and he was exposed to the sunlight at the time.
For clothing, he likes to wear either white or black shirts and a pair of jeans. He likes to wear them loose for mobility. He does have a nice black tie suit tucked away somewhere for special occasions. He usually just goes outside for the night celebrations and games that are still being held after the sun has set.
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Personality: Guin is a hard nut to crack. He knows of his difference with regards to the sun and prefers others to leave him alone and not give him empty promises of hope and sympathy with regards to his "sickness". He has lived his whole life in darkness well, at least, he lived and went on with his life during the night instead of the day. He is friendly enough if you approach him but never having really dealt with people other than his parents, and the few people in the neighborhood that were willing to teach him at night; while they were up and the rest of the town were asleep. He is rather clueless on how to make the first move on making friends.
He has a fascination for the night and anything it entails. Watching the stars at night and listening to the silence are things that he enjoys doing when he wants to relax. Having been born with his allergy of the sun, he has a great liking for vampire stories since like the vampires, they also seemed to prefer the night and lived in darkness like he has lived for all of his living memory. Besides, the others will never understand why he has chosen to shun the sun instead of trying to overcome his "sickness" and live in the daylight.
Since he likes silence, he is a very quiet fellow. He will answer any questions in as little words as possible. And more often than not, he'll just nod his head in an affirmative or shake his head in a negative if the question was answerable by yes or no. Because he rarely deigns to speak, if at all, he is rather expressive with his hands and they have become part of the way he speaks almost as if he was doing sign language.
Likes: Silence, Dark, Night, Stars, Moon, Whers
Dislikes: Sunlight, Day, Sun
History: Guin was named after his Great-Grandfather on his father's side. He was born to a set of career-oriented parents. His father was a Doctor and was on-call by the local Hospital 24/7. His mother was a Professor of History at the nearby college. All seemed fine at first not, not even a year had passed when it was noticed that Guin frequently developed skin rashes whenever he was exposed directly to sunlight. It was one of those unique case where an allergy is present when the parents didn't have any to speak of. His allergy to the sun at such a young age had meant Guin had a different sort of childhood from most children in this day and age.
He was still given an education, homeschooled as much as his mother could teach him with help from other people who were also willing to teach Guin at night. He was a fair enough student but he was certainly no Einstein. Because of his affliction, he learned to shun the sun and anything to do with the daytime hours. So, he usually slept during the day, and was up and about during the night. And with his parents being either gone or too busy with their work, he spent most of his time free time playing by himself on the computer.
Unlike other folks who are inflicted with the same allergy as he was, Guin did not aspire to become acclimated to the sun. In fact, he loved the night and loved to watch the stars shining brightly above. He loved listening to the sounds of the night, their house was situated near the woods, that only he could learn to love and appreciate, at least between him and his parents.
When he was 10 years old on 2006, Rocky Weyr was established and his town was the main source of laborers that helped to build the weyr. His father had been one of the few people assigned to give physical check-ups of the first immigrants from Pern. Being a curious lad, Guin had asked to accompany his father during those times that his father visited the Weyr. And this led to the discovery of Wherhandlers and Whers. Guin finally finding something that he could do when he grew up, asked every sort of question with regards to Whers and becoming a Wher Handler. Thus he learned that Whers Impressed differently from dragons in that, the potential Wher Candidate must blood themselves so that the wher hatchling can "taste" their blood and form a blood-bond with them.
The idea of becoming a Wherhandler did not sit well with his parents. Although they accepted that there are dragons with their riders and whers with their wherhandlers, his parents wanted him to have a normal job. This gave rise to an awkward situation within his family where he was not at all speaking with them. Years passed and still no give on his parents letting him become what he dreamed to be, a wherhandler. And then the storm came, it was the worst that hit them in his living memory. Hours of pounding rain caused a flood that soon flooded the surrounding area.
Since it was at night, his mother had been fast asleep in the ground floor master bedroom. His father for a miracle had been home that night as well. The next day was to be their family vacation and wanting to energized, both his parents had taken sleeping pills to sleep the night through. Alas, the flood coming down fast from the mountain did not leave his parents time to wake and save themselves. Having a different biological sleep time, Guin had been up in his attic room as well. However, since he was still not talking to his parents at the time, when he finally learned something was wrong, it was all to late with the first and second floor flooded with water.
Guin frantically crashed through the roof and found himself in a sea of rushing water. He wondered what he would do and how long the house would stand before it was completely washed away by the flood. His prayers were answered when White Gorth and the Weyrwoman Faizah herself rescued him from his watery doom. Having no where else to do and wanting to have a chance at becoming a Wherhandler himself, Guin requested if he could stay at the weyr and become a Wherhandler. His request was granted and that made Guin a happy camper.
Life in a weyr was different and Guin soon found himself losing track of time for there are no windows per se that could look outside the weyr that he was assigned in. He was assigned chores and those he did without relative complaint for he viewed those as his payment for being allowed to stay. It was not long that Guin was given a chance to attend a flit hatching. An egg was even reserved for him and from the egg hatched, Arwen Keilani, his first ever green flit. And Guin learned what it meant to care for a being that was entirely dependent on him.
After two weeks passed, Guin attended his first and last Wher Hatching for at that hatching, he Impressed Bronze Guinsk. And life as a Wherling is now starting for him. Months passed by with Guin and Guinsk learning various wherling lessons. Guin hadn't really appreciated how hard it was to be a wherhandler. Still, he managed to go through life undaunted and couldn't wait until he and Guinsk become proper wherhandlers. After five months passed, Guin and Guinsk decided to attend a flit hatching. There Guin managed to Impress his second flit, Brown Zephirin Drakos.
Wher Name: Guinsk
Wher Color: Bronze (C68E17)
Impressed on: April 7, 2011
Age: 1 Year & 3 Months Old
Current Size: 12 ft.
Hatchling Size: 6 ft.
Adult Size: 14 ft.
Wher Description: Guinsk's color is a Bronze (C68E17) has an orange hue to it. He has dark bronze (AF7817) zig zag lines from the top of his head all the way down to the tip of his tail. On his belly, he has criss-cross stripes of a darker bronze (805817) color. On his wing membranes, he has dark green-colored (00693E) veins that can be seen by the naked eye. Currently, he is 12 feet long from nose-tip to tail-tip with a wingspan of 16 feet. And when he stands on all fours, his height, taken at his shoulders is, 4 feet tall.
Basic Personality: Loyal, Protective, Imperious
Status: Healthy
Dam & Sire: Gold Samarsk and Bronze Iggesk
Hatching Scene:
When egg number 1 had knocked into the other eggs, egg number 5 acquired infinitessimal cracks along its eggshell. The occupant inside could be heard scraping at the egg from within, wanting to come out of its prison of an egg. Finally, a Bronze nose managed to poke through the egg and the cracks continued to grow and spread. After a few seconds of rest, the wher hatchling from within struggled once more and manage to make more holes through the egg. Now, his entire head showed through one hole, and his forelegs and hindlegs showed in other holes created. The Bronze was actually now wearing his eggshell instead of hatching from it.
Confused at the turn of events but unable to do anything about it, the Bronze his eyes swirling red in hunger headed to the nearest food source. He was just currently too hungry to worry about the eggshell that he now wore instead of hatching from it. The Bronze wher hatchling headed towards the nearest bowl of meat which happened to be beside Guin.
The Bronze wher hatchling saw someone offering him a piece of meat that smelled delightfully delicious. With prideful stride of his legs, he approached the boy and snatched at the meat. The meat was covered with blood and loving the taste, approached the boy instead. His nose unerringly led him to the bleeding palm of the boy and with his tongye licking at the wound, the bond was created between boy and wher. Mine! Help Guinsk hatch! Guinsk ordered His as he looked into His' eyes with his own eyes a swirl of rainbow colors. Much as he adored His, he really wanted to be rid of his shell.
Guin just nodded and readily helped his bronze wher. Ignoring his injured palm, Guin pried away the hard eggshell that still encased the rest of Guinsk's body. As he worked on getting Guinsk free from his shell, Guinsk focused on eating the meat. He was hungry and he wanted out of his shell. Since Guinsk couldn't do anything about getting himself free of the eggshell, he let His take care of eat while he stuffed himself with some much needed food. After some time, Guinsk was finally free of his egg. Guinsk was a Bronze (C68E17) color that has a dark orangey hue to it. He has dark bronze (AF7817) zig zag lines from the top of his head all the way down to the tip of his tail. On his belly, he has criss-cross stripes of a darker bronze (805817) color. On his wing membranes, he has dark green-colored (00693E) veins that can be seen by the naked eye.
Clutch: First Wher Clutch of Rocky Weyr
Name: Arwen Keilani
Color: Green
Color Code: 2b8019
Impressed on: March 27, 2011
Age: 1 Year and 4 Months Old
Hatchling Size: 7 inches
Adult Size: 31 inches
Physical Description: She was thin and small but overall a rather graceful and well put together firelizard. For the moment, she doesn't have any markings and is one solid green color. She has grown to her adult length of 31 inches (2ft. 7in.) from nose-tip to tail-tip, with a wingspan of 52 inches (4 ft. 4 in.). And when she stands on all fours, her height, taken at the shoulders is 7.75 inches.
Base Personality: A very polite, quiet, and mannered green.
Status: Healthy
Dam & Sire: Green Kara and Brown Moe
Hatching Scene:
As if knowing that the girl with her son was talking about the sire, the green squeaked and sent her a image of Moe Chasing after her during her most recent Flight. K'riv flashed a grin at Virika before answering. "Moe, a brown that Impressed to....Kiana? I think that her name."
It was funny what was going on. It seemed as if whichever egg was being held was the next to hatch. Virika's egg had hatched the serpentine brown Rannoch, and now the egg painted with the number two, the one cradled in Guin's hands, cracked as if it was an egg smashed against the floor. The hatchling inside had pushed in a circle rather than just in two directions, making the thinner than usual egg collapse in on itself.
The filagreed, flimsy shell pulsed as the green inside struggled to makes its way to the surface, creeling for food all the while. Finally, Guin reached out a hand and carefully peeled the stuff away, revealing a green(2b8019) firelizard that was smaller than most greens had any right to be when they first hatch.
She was thin and small but overall a rather graceful and well put together firelizard, and as soon as her skin was touched by the light and Guin's hand brushed her hide, her eyes shifted from its pure, hungry red to a rainbow or random colors, there and gone again. She didn't hiss and fall on the meat like the brown had ended up doing, but instead was rather polite and crooned, gazing longfully at the bowls of meat.
She would, when she grew perhaps a few days older, become a very polite, quiet, and mannered green. She'd always be small er than the other Greens around, but what she missed in size, she had earned in acrobatics and speed. She'd enjoy acrobatics, just like her mother, but would always prefer to be near HerNightimeGuin.
Clutch: A Green Flit's Clutch is Many Things
Name: Zephirin Drakos
Color: Brown
Color Code: Main #724507 Marking #c28f0c
Impressed on: Week of September 25, 2011
Age: 10 Months Old
Hatchling Size: 12 inches
Adult Size: 36 inches
Physical Description: Zephirin has a large build with a muscular body and legs. If trained properly, he will be a formidable flit that could even knock a man down. For the moment, he has a chocolate brown color with a lighter brown coloring on his muzzle and tail. He has grown to his adult length of 36 inches (3 ft.) from nose-tip to tail-tip, with a wingspan of 60 inches (5 ft.). And when he stands on all fours, his height, taken at the shoulders is 9 inches.
Base Personality: Persistant
Status: Healthy
Dam & Sire: Green Hikari and Brown Seichou
Hatching Scene:
At that time two flits hatched at the same time. A brown split his shell in three with few cracks, looking about him with red whirling eyes for food and His. He noticed a person standing at the back, near the entrance, and raced for him. As he neared a girl with two egg of her own, one practically exploded. It revealed a striped green flitter, who looked up at Hers with rainbow colored eyes.
Before Hers could feed the green, she spotted the brown bounding closer to Hers. With an audible hiss she jumped in front of the brown, bareing fangs and hissing at him. The brown, already having chose His, kept trying to race around his green clutch-mate.
After nearly a minute of this, the brown hissed back at her. He charged the green, knocked her over, and continued to race to His. When the brown had reached the wherling at the entrance, his eyes swirled rainbow colors as he patiently waited for His to feed him.
Clutch: Green Hikari's Hatching