Post by wastelandwheelman on Jul 16, 2009 6:11:32 GMT -5
Handle: Izzy
Gender: Male
Contact Information metal_head_rush08@hotmail.com
Other Characters here? Nope
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Character Information
Canon? No
Character Name: Issaic “Izzy” Baker [B-080]
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Species/Breed: Wolf/Spotted Hyena
Current Occupation: Odyssian
Personality: Issaic’s personality is rather shifty, as is common for Odyssians. Most of the time, he is cold, quiet, rigid… perfect for not drawing attention to yourself. He tends to pace a lot, as a result from pent-up rage from the injections. He is very prideful, not readily accepting help from others. Other times, he can be quite pleasant to be around, acting refined, polite, almost gentlemanly. Tough, fair, and a brilliant strategist, he is almost the perfect soldier.
He is an expert in many forms of close quarter combat, as well as small arms, explosives, basic mechanics, and psychology. In his opinion, the mind is the greatest weapon of all.
Appearance: Issaic has a rather strong build as a result of endless workouts and physical training. He stands at 6’6’’ and weighs in at 240 pounds. His fur is an icy blue, mottled with charcoal spots, Dark gray points (ears, forearms, shins, tail tip, and muzzle) and his eyes appear an almost deathly pale blue. There are dark circles under his eyes. His scruff is charcoal, and appears unkept, natural for hyenas. His ventral fur is white, and his skin is a pale lavender.
His foot tattoo reads “B-080.”
Issaic prides himself on looking presentable. He wears a nice tan suit embroidered with two gold avians on the chest. He also wears black gloves and boots when on missions. Any other time, he just wears the white button-up and tie and his trousers.
Issaic’s mutations are more subtle than others. His tongue is unusually long and prehensile (able to grab things), dubbing it as his “Third Hand.” His more serious mutation is his lungs. They do not function as well as a normal healthy set, and occasionally, he suffers from coughing fits, most of the time coughing up a bit if blood or tissue. Doctors thought Issaic wouldn’t make it past three, but somehow, he endured, refusing transplants.
Background: Issaic was a curious case from the beginning. He hardly spoke to anyone, and anyone he did only got simple yes or no answers, but always ended with “sir” or “ma’am.”
Training came naturally to him, easily passing tests with flying colors. His natural talent and intelligence was promising, until he started showing the first signs of his defective lungs. It was also when he started exhibiting how stubborn he was. Doctors made his days numbered, but he refused to expire. Even now, his condition is slowly taking its toll on his body, attacks coming more frequently, but his selfless devotion to the Council may be the only thing keeping him going.
Password?
“hurricane”
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Gender: Male
Contact Information metal_head_rush08@hotmail.com
Other Characters here? Nope
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Character Information
Canon? No
Character Name: Issaic “Izzy” Baker [B-080]
Gender: Male
Age: 28
Species/Breed: Wolf/Spotted Hyena
Current Occupation: Odyssian
Personality: Issaic’s personality is rather shifty, as is common for Odyssians. Most of the time, he is cold, quiet, rigid… perfect for not drawing attention to yourself. He tends to pace a lot, as a result from pent-up rage from the injections. He is very prideful, not readily accepting help from others. Other times, he can be quite pleasant to be around, acting refined, polite, almost gentlemanly. Tough, fair, and a brilliant strategist, he is almost the perfect soldier.
He is an expert in many forms of close quarter combat, as well as small arms, explosives, basic mechanics, and psychology. In his opinion, the mind is the greatest weapon of all.
Appearance: Issaic has a rather strong build as a result of endless workouts and physical training. He stands at 6’6’’ and weighs in at 240 pounds. His fur is an icy blue, mottled with charcoal spots, Dark gray points (ears, forearms, shins, tail tip, and muzzle) and his eyes appear an almost deathly pale blue. There are dark circles under his eyes. His scruff is charcoal, and appears unkept, natural for hyenas. His ventral fur is white, and his skin is a pale lavender.
His foot tattoo reads “B-080.”
Issaic prides himself on looking presentable. He wears a nice tan suit embroidered with two gold avians on the chest. He also wears black gloves and boots when on missions. Any other time, he just wears the white button-up and tie and his trousers.
Issaic’s mutations are more subtle than others. His tongue is unusually long and prehensile (able to grab things), dubbing it as his “Third Hand.” His more serious mutation is his lungs. They do not function as well as a normal healthy set, and occasionally, he suffers from coughing fits, most of the time coughing up a bit if blood or tissue. Doctors thought Issaic wouldn’t make it past three, but somehow, he endured, refusing transplants.
Background: Issaic was a curious case from the beginning. He hardly spoke to anyone, and anyone he did only got simple yes or no answers, but always ended with “sir” or “ma’am.”
Training came naturally to him, easily passing tests with flying colors. His natural talent and intelligence was promising, until he started showing the first signs of his defective lungs. It was also when he started exhibiting how stubborn he was. Doctors made his days numbered, but he refused to expire. Even now, his condition is slowly taking its toll on his body, attacks coming more frequently, but his selfless devotion to the Council may be the only thing keeping him going.
Password?
“hurricane”
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