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Immortes OFFLINE   Forum Posts: 732 |
Posted: Thu, 25/08/2022 23:47 (2 Years ago) |
 ❝ Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings. ❞ Name: Gender: Age: Species: Abilities: Personality: History: Description: Voice Claim: Weapon(s): [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 20/08/2022 13:51 (2 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 26/07/2022 00:52 (2 Years ago) |
 first piece of colored art!! don't steal. the IM are there for a reason. © immortes 2022 [Read more] |
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Posted: Fri, 22/07/2022 15:57 (2 Years ago) |
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Username : Immortes Character ref : lysander - handsome oriental tuxedo male with piercing golden eyes a left notched ear Background : none ^^ Drawing type : traditional - bust? Payment method : 175k PD Note/comment : thank you! [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 17/07/2022 23:52 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Wed, 13/07/2022 18:44 (3 Years ago) |
  Intelligence without ambition is a bird without wings - Salvadore Dali Tuckerbird Lysander Khepri of House Valerii | Rank: Prince, Heir Apparent | Age: Mid/late twenties sol invictus appearance even if lysander was never born into royal blood, his appearance clearly suggests otherwise. lithe but sturdily crafted, he stands at five-foot-eleven, looking over the shoulders of most ordinary citizens. - attire - words "Expectation is the root of all heartache" - William Shakespeare 5w6 : The Troubleshooter || Social Neutral || INTJ : The Architect || Aquarius  Show
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A highly
clever but introverted character, Lysander is often locked up in
his own private rumination, and prefers to keep others at a
distance. His methodical working style, which dictates logic and
routine, is not necessarily for everyone. He tends to approach
problems systematically, breaking bigger problems into smaller
pieces that he can deal with easily. Lysander is highly in tune
with his mind, to his benefit. He is quick to identify and analyze
patterns and trends, and he isn't above out-of-the-box solutions.
In essence, he is the very definition of all brain and no brawn. In
tandem with his mental acuity, Lysander is in possession of a wit
whose purpose is entirely determined by context alone. In general,
his wit is dry, and in times of strife, his humor can take a dark
turn. Most people misinterpret his sardonic words as mocking or
irreverent, but that is far from the truth. In reality, Lysander
takes every situation seriously, but he comes off as frank in a way
that is misinterpreted as callousness and insensitivity.
The prince is slow to befriend and trust, his bitter demeanor creating an outer shell around him that is hard to breach. He sees the worst in people, and braces against betrayal by keeping up a constant vigilance. The kindest of his acquaintances call him reserved, those who dislike him call him paranoid. It's hard for him to lower his guard, and once he does, it seems that most of his discomfort stems from being vulnerable. Once his trust is earned, Lysander honors his friendships deeply. In truth, Lysander is fairly sentimental and sensitive, highly perceptive of his partner's emotions. He prefers to keep his reticence, thinking that actions speak louder than words. A stoic observer, Lysander is willing to sit down and listen to others peoples problems, pondering in respectful silence before offering a solution. His humor is not as biting, taking on a sly, teasing quality. Still, it's hard to describe him as warm. His aloof behavior comes with a certain level of fear, of secret mistrust. Even though he keeps a calm and coldly charming demeanor, his thought impulses quickly spiral into worse-case scenarios and worry. Lysander is pretty judgmental and defensive, never truly relaxed, and always investigating. The slightest coalition prompts his interest; the whisperings of rumors always reach his ears one way or another. He is hyper-vigilant. Most of the time, his fears are unfounded. He knows how to make surface-level conversation to deflect suspicion, but his penchant for honesty and bluntness means he is more than capable of laying down hard criticism. Don't mistake his anxiety for submissiveness; Lysander knows how to keep a cool head while tearing into someone's psyche at the same time. Unfortunately, this tends to bring about the exact situation that he goes to avoid. It's hard to earn his trust, but it's even harder, if not impossible, to regain it. Once betrayed, Lysander quickly becomes an enemy for life. The prince is unrelenting to the point of ruthlessness, more than willing to hunt down and exact vengeance upon the poor unfortunate who crossed him. A betrayed Lysander is fiery and snide at best, openly vicious and murderous at worst. This penchant for brutality when he is crossed is often unexpected, as most people readily assume he does not have a temper readily on display. His words begin to snarl and bite, sinking into his opponents' weaknesses and tearing them into shreds. In the aftermath however, guilt haunts him incessantly as he inevitably mourns those lost relationships. He often times catches himself thinking about what they could have been if things had gone differently, a cycle of melancholy and somber thinking. - - - mask on the left lysander has never opted for anything fine, but by virtue of his unusual and prestigious ranking, the mask is very elegant indeed. the gold marks him as a male of nobility and prestige, bringing out the unusual hazel color of his eyes to the forefront, as well as the burnished golden tips of his hair. in the political royal world, the male's appearance clearly lives up to his title - sol invictus - and alludes to his ability of light-weaving. however, to anyone willing to look closely, the mask looks gilded and far too delicate, willing to break at the slightest application of pressure. - - - "Yet when I surveyed all that my hands had done and what I had toiled to achieve, everything was meaningless, a chasing after the wind; nothing was gained under the sun." [ Ecclesiastes 2:11 ] despite what it may seem like, lysander does not have a drop of royal blood in his veins, nor is he in any way high-born. born to a kingdom categorized by immense wealth and splendor, maintaining ones image was kept as a top priority, and beauty was prized. what was more than obvious, however, was that with this beauty came the societal expectations to succeed at any cost. thus, when the king discovered that his wife had had a miscarriage that resulted in the death of his heir, he decided to take one of the kingdom's young to raise instead. taking away a young one away from their family might've seemed cruel, but the loss of two children in childbirth was an unimaginable scandal. and after all, what good was power if you didn't use it? they needed a son to ensure the safety of their kingdom. they needed a heir. this isn't to say that lysander was kidnapped, per sé, after all even a vain and 'glorious' king and queen would never resort to such low and mean tactics. a deal was struck between the royals and lysander's parents who agreed to transfer their son to the palace to receive advanced training. lysander was young, only six years of age, but he had very little choice in the matter. the moment his abilities manifested, an aptitude in light-weaving, his fate was sealed. - - - palpad: yes - - - other: [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 07/07/2022 19:30 (3 Years ago) |
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Age: Gender: Species (Human/Non-Human): Appearance: Personality: Backstory (Optional): Password: PalPad? (Y/N): Other: atrociraptor/velociraptor hybrid. [Read more] |
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Posted: Sun, 03/07/2022 02:47 (3 Years ago) |
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What would you like to buy?: Bust Reference pictures or VERY detailed description: Similarly, armored plumes curl up like smoky tattoos around his eyes, wrists, and neck. Going downwards, one will often be surprised that his legs resemble and feet form talons instead of standard human feet. His skin turns black around the knee area, brightening to a deep slate gray with his talons. A similar pattern can be seen on his forearms, stretching slightly below his elbows. Due to their curved shape, Lysander's claws are more than capable of tearing flesh and dealing dreadful wounds. Thankfully, Lysander only really uses his talons as landing gear, built for gripping walls and branches. His face is considered somewhat angular, similar to a pear. His ears are pointed like an elf's, and a tuft of feathers sprouts behind his ears. He has no problem communicating his decisive nature, eyes conveying truth at a glance. Forced to hide his hybrid traits, the hybrid has reluctantly adopted human fashions and wears a long beige trench coat with a hood to hide his unusual features. Whenever possible, he flies high in the sky out of human sight, taking advantage of cloud cover. He's even gotten a pair of earrings; he claims it's to help him blend in, but in reality, it's because he cannot help hoarding all kinds of shiny objects. cloak is optional Any extra stuff?: n/a Style and/or Outline style?: traditional (Colored) Payment: 4 dragon gems Have you read the rules?: y Are you SURE you read 'em?: y Any tip?: 5k pd Other: n/a [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 23/06/2022 19:07 (3 Years ago) |
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ah well, could i have the bust option? it wasn't going to be an avatar thing [Read more] |
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Posted: Mon, 20/06/2022 03:15 (3 Years ago) |
 Bags were stuffed, knots were tied; a heavy and somber finality settled deep in the corvid's gut as he gazed at the scene, realizing perhaps for the first time that his time in Opelucid City - and the Unova region as a whole - was over. As was becoming routine, it was time for him to find a more secure, albeit temporary location of residence to replace the one that had just become compromised. His packing did not take long - as a post-apocalyptic existence dictated, the corvid was a vagabond, albeit by choice and necessity, and not by nature. All the places he had once stayed tended to blur together in his mind; their significance only as notable as their ability to protect him and provide him with sustenance and shelter. Very few stuck out to him, but Opelucid was indeed one of these places in which leaving became intertwined with regret. Black sclarae eyes narrowed briefly in somber thought as he made to arrange the sheets into a more pleasing array, claws making little scraping sounds as he worked. It was soft, silky like down, but he did not have the space to take it with him. Light sleeping and watchful nights often ruffled them, and Lysander had no intention of creating such trouble for the next inhabitant. Not to mention that the steady motions, which meant little to him now that he did them so rarely. Outside, Opelucid was the very image of a static serenity, not a breath of movement to be seen. He breathed in; the scent of rain drifted in on the wind, even if storm clouds were yet to be seen. Sometimes, if he thought about it long enough, the peace was stagnated to the point where it seemed strange. It was as if the violent purges that occurred outside flowed around the city as a river is obstructed by stones. Very few, if any, rampaging Pokémon desires to show their faces here. A safe spot in tag. Too bad he would be leaving. The very thought soured his mood considerably; the thought that he would have to risk his neck because of others didn’t sit well with him. Black talons raked through his messy locks, pulling on them as an outlet for his negative emotions. Try as he might to hide his emotions, Lysander was not immune to them. "Well, anywhere that's not here, right?" He breathed softly into the silence, fists tightening. Or that's not crawling with pokemon looking to rip me to shreds. "Do I really have a choice?" [Read more] |
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Posted: Sat, 18/06/2022 23:55 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Sat, 11/06/2022 15:24 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Thu, 09/06/2022 23:38 (3 Years ago) |
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"Loneliness is often the byproduct of a gifted mind." - Singed (Arcane) Name Lysander "Rook" Sigil Age 25, Jan 20th, aquarius Gender Male, he/him, amab  Status Hybrid hurricane | steel wing | roost | endure | brave bird | reversal [ ability - pressure ] Appearance: Lysander, by all accounts, is far from being considered physically robust, his figure built with lean angles and elongated limbs. Due to the experiments, he is pretty tall, coming in at a little under two meters. His bearing is erect and wary, his eyes darting about as if he expects something to go wrong at any moment. Lysander's status as a hybrid is downright obvious, the experiments he was subjected to having changed in every physical way possible. His skin is fair but crisscrossed with scars usually hidden underneath his clothing. Instead of normal human eyes, Lysander's eyes have black sclerae, red pupils, and white irises. Extending just below his shoulder blades is a massive pair of wings that stand out as the most overt indicator of his corviknight genetics. His wingspan is colossal, easily three times his height, and extends nearly twenty feet from wing tip to wing tip. His feathers are jet black and covered in armored plumage that turns away most projectiles and attacks before reaching him. Similarly, armored plumes curl up like smoky tattoos around his eyes, wrists, and neck. Going downwards, one will often be surprised that his legs resemble and feet form talons instead of standard human feet. His skin turns black around the knee area, brightening to a deep slate gray with his talons. A similar pattern can be seen on his forearms, stretching slightly below his elbows. Due to their curved shape, Lysander's claws are more than capable of tearing flesh and dealing dreadful wounds. Thankfully, Lysander only really uses his talons as landing gear, built for gripping walls and branches. His face is considered somewhat angular, similar to a pear. His ears are pointed like an elf's, and a tuft of feathers sprouts behind his ears. He has no problem communicating his decisive nature, eyes conveying truth at a glance. Forced to hide his hybrid traits, the hybrid has reluctantly adopted human fashions and wears a long beige trench coat with a hood to hide his unusual features. Whenever possible, he flies high in the sky out of human sight, taking advantage of cloud cover. He's even gotten a pair of earrings; he claims it's to help him blend in, but in reality, it's because he cannot help hoarding all kinds of shiny objects. Personality: [6w5 : The Defender || SN: 3 || ISTJ : The Logistician || Aquarius] A highly clever but introverted character, Lysander is often locked up in his own private rumination, and prefers to keep others at a distance. His methodical working style, which dictates logic and routine, is not necessarily for everyone. He tends to approach problems systematically, breaking bigger problems into smaller pieces that he can deal with easily. As a nod to his corvid race, Lysander is highly in tune with his mind, to his benefit. He is quick to identify and analyze patterns and trends, and he isn't above out-of-the-box solutions. In essence, he is the very definition of all brain and no brawn. In tandem with his mental acuity, Lysander is in possession of a wit whose purpose is entirely determined by context alone. In general, his wit is dry, and in times of strife, his humor can take a dark turn. Most people misinterpret his sardonic words as mocking or irreverent, but that is far from the truth. In reality, he takes every situation seriously, but he comes off as blunt in a way that is misinterpreted as callousness and insensitivity. The corvid is slow to befriend and trust, his bitter demeanor creating an outer shell around him that is hard to breach. He sees the worst in people, and braces against betrayal by keeping up a constant vigilance. The kindest of his acquaintances call him reserved, those who dislike him call him paranoid. It's hard for him to lower his guard, and once he does, it seems that most of his discomfort stems from being vulnerable. Once his trust is earned, Lysander honors his friendships deeply. In truth, Lysander is fairly perceptive of his partner's emotions, and tends to see more than he likes to let on. He prefers to keep his reticence, thinking that actions speak louder than words. A stoic observer, Lysander is willing to sit down and listen to others peoples problems, pondering in respectful silence before offering a solution. When relaxed, his humor is not as biting, taking on a sly, teasing quality. Still, it's hard to describe him as warm. His aloof behavior comes with a certain level of fear, of secret mistrust. Even though he keeps a calm and coldly charming demeanor, his thought impulses quickly spiral into worse-case scenarios and worry. Lysander is pretty defensive by habit, never truly relaxed, and always investigating. The slightest coalition prompts his interest; the whisperings of rumors always reach his ears one way or another. He is hyper-vigilant. Most of the time, his fears are unfounded. He knows how to make surface-level conversation to deflect suspicion, but his penchant for honesty and bluntness means he is more than capable of laying down hard criticism. Don't mistake his anxiety for submissiveness; Lysander knows how to keep a cool head while tearing into someone's psyche at the same time. Unfortunately, this tends to bring about the exact situation that he goes to avoid. It's hard to earn his trust, but it's even harder, if not impossible, to regain it. Once betrayed, Lysander quickly becomes an enemy for life. The corvid is unrelenting to the point of ruthlessness, more than willing to hunt down and exact vengeance upon the poor unfortunate who crossed him. A betrayed Lysander is fiery and snide at best, openly vicious and murderous at worst. This penchant for brutality when he is crossed is often unexpected, as most people readily assume he does not have a temper readily on display. His words begin to snarl and bite, sinking into his opponents' weaknesses and tearing them into shreds. In the aftermath however, guilt haunts him incessantly as he inevitably mourns those lost relationships. He often times catches himself thinking about what they could have been if things had gone differently, a cycle of melancholy and somber thinking. History: [ wip - rewriting ] Extra information: - Able to speak both pokemon and human, but is naturally most skilled at the human part. - Sees HD 20x20 vision at all times. - Loves any and all shiny things. - Can't stand the taste of croconade due to his laboratory experiences. Also has "white coat syndrome." - His wings may be beautiful, but they get in the way when tight spaces are involved. Also he requires a running start to get airborne. art by ammmore on twitter [Read more] |
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Posted: Thu, 09/06/2022 22:10 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Wed, 25/05/2022 02:19 (3 Years ago) |
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Posted: Tue, 24/05/2022 21:37 (3 Years ago) |
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Also yeah I have a lotta friends I like to rope into things so :> you have to deal with them all now ehehehe~ Oh! And the palpad group don’t forget! [Read more] |