Quintin Jay Runner

[Rivaxorus]

BASIC INFO

I tried to paint you a picture, the colors were all wrong
Black and white didn't fit you and all along,
You were shaded with patience, your strokes of everything
That I need just to make it, and I believe that...
Time can tear you apart
But it won't break anything that you are, you are

Name

Quintin Jay Runner

Alias

Sailor

Age

16

Gender

Male

Rank

Spy

Pack

Gurando{Currently registered as member of Waru}

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We won't say our goodbyes you know it's better that way
We won't break, we won't die
It's just a moment of change
All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need, all we need, a lover's alibi

APPEARANCE INFO

Brief Appearance

Gray wolf, with silver markings and cloudy eyes{Blind}

Appearance

Was once a pretty little silver light, on the edge of the road. With silver and gray fur shining in the moonlight, and even more so as his face reflects off of his skills of a extraordinary wolf with unknown powers, strengths and weaknesses. Standing at 4 feet tall, normal for a male wolf for his age. Tall, strong and dazzling in color, senses strong unlike any other forgotten inside the soul purpose of life. His form is soft and not as feeble as some may think it is.

His face, as his body intertwine. Has a dark brown or red color under his eyes, thick and draw attention away from his eyes clouded over with a silver film. This silver film, as if something on the inside is blocking his vision, of the faith he once had. Emotionless eyes, that don't seem to look at anything. His blindness doesn't effect him, but it can do that to others. A dark sea blue marking traversal from the ridge of his nose to the middle of his eyes. Then a black marking sits near his for head. Blue markings start above the eyes then curl around his cheek, almost as if it were a mask in the making of itself. Yet, once this body tainted itself in the thoughts about a battle that tore his life away.

His paws sitting on the ground are sturdy, all three of them. One of them, is a strong metal he has made himself, combined with his nerves in a process in which is very painful, every time he grows or changes, the leg will be needed to be shaped to fit him again. Loosing the leg in a fight that dwindled his packs numbers. This metal leg, is light and has razor sharp edges for cutting. This leg, makes it so he is heard, he is not a very good sneaker, but his graceful movements stay the same, having no effect on his walking stance.

With his body at that, his tails, yes tails, are a pure silver color with black tips. Both are long and tend to make him look a bit more energetic. His family had a gene that two tails was common, Yet, so was blindness if you had the two tails. It was considered a curse as well as a well formed gift. These two tails offer more strength and balance in one's energy, yet who knows what else they may be capable of within a wolf's heart such as this, raised from the start to have no emotion set on in his mind.

He is well muscled, he is also well trained to have agility. Strength and speed together for something more then just a simple body. His agility, it combines with strength to make a super soldier. All his thoughts are towards that of making his mission complete. For the gurando pack, and for his master among all of the spies. As raised one from the start, he is a master, a master on something that is unseen to the eye it seems. His well muscled body, would never go to waste, in a world of despair and weakness in which he will live in forever, in a simple mind that has been this way for years.

The way he moves, so graceful, the way it moves along like he is wind itself. Despite his legs, despite his eyes. He can tell where everything is in his black world. By feeling the metal in the ground, everything has metal in it, iron and steel are form of metal anything, creates a shape inside his mind. Adding on the senses of smell and hearing. It is almost as if he is not blind at all. He can taste the air to gather information, using every sense except sight to find out how the world is, never to see the blue of the sky, or the red of blood. Never to see anything of the wonders in the world.

His voice, a monotone voice with no feeling in it. Maybe it fluctuates to sadness at times, but it will never sound happy, nor filled with hope as it once was. To find one who has a different voice is easy, though the same matters to his heart stoned over. As he serves, no purpose but to complete his mission. Why is that this world? To him, is nothing more then a toy, under his paws. The world spinning around in his head, filled with colors, that he cannot and will not ever see.

Quin's fur, is soft and thin, cold weather does not affect him though. He keeps his coat cleaner then most do, to show his pride in it, because he cannot see it for himself he wants to dazzle others. This soft fur, is sleek, you can feel his blood and heat from his heart pumping through his body. Watching him breath the air in the world that is left destruction in it's wake.

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I walked a minute in your shoes, they never would've fit
I figured there's nothing to lose,
I need to get some perspective on these words before I write them down
You're an island and my ship has run aground
Lord knows I'll fail you time and again,
But you and me we're alright

PERSONALITY INFO

"Characters favorite quote"

Breif Personality

No more then one sentence.

Likes

• Death
  
• War
  
• Silence
  
• Cold
  
• Rain
  
• Snow
  
• Destruction
  
• Despair
  
• Darkness
  
• Spilling of Blood
  
• Ice
  
• Water
  
• Wind
  
• Stones and pebbles
  

Dislikes

• Happiness
  
• Love
  
• Fun
  
• Light
  
• Life
  
• Flowers
  
• Birds
  
• Wildlife
  
• Healers
  
• Sickness
  
• herbs
  
• Scaly things
  
• Fire
  
• Ghost element
  

Personality

What can there be to describe such a painful picture of a wolf. With a monotone of the fear accumulated to a brainwashed wolf who has no feelings. No sympathy for others at all, he would rather they all burn, he would rather hear their cries from the bottom of his soul. Lost all recognition for anyone except those who are his masters. Who taught him, not to trust anyone, not even them when it came down to it. He only was to follow orders, any fail, would result in his deletion off this planet. Part of a dyeing breed, it is easier for him to win others off of his manipulation. To use them to gain power, to gain the information that he needs to survive. He has no feelings for the young, the weak, they are all just told like he is in this unforgiving world of despair.

He loves destruction and chaos, in his path that he leaves behind, leaving broken lives in their fate of something that was never meant to be. He will never feel pity for someone else veer again, been through torture. Unspeakable horrors that he was lucky not to see within his eyes. As he moves on, he will do nothing but continue forward, to find something stronger to lead him. Yet, it seems at the moment there is no one worthy of him serving under. He will not lead a pack, for his personality, his habits, would only lead to his death and he knows that very well.

Emotionless, he will not change for one simple thing as such a speech. He doesn't want to understand the world, he doesn't want to start letting others into his soul. His soul is shut out, for his protection. Quin will not be taken by such simple movements. Even if the gos were to feel pity for him, he would not have a care in the world. As to hear his siblings dyeing breath, to hear them gasp under his grip, would be his dream. His dream to kill everything that stands in his path of such ways. He wants it all to go away, why he feels this empty void, he much get stronger and kill anything he wants, anything he wills to die.

What little soul that was left of happiness and sorrow is sealed away in the depths of his soul, locked in a curse that will possibly never be broken. He killed every last offender against he commander, his service to him alone. The commander who feel no pain, who feels no pity, nothing at all. Quin see's himself as incomplete. As he should be like his master alone, to be the perfect being, the perfect killer in a world that shall one day die, on the paws of those who oppose the gods, those who gain a power even greater then the gods before one day.

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Every single day that I can breathe, you change my philosophy
I'm never gonna let you pass me by
So don't say your goodbyes you know its better that way
We won't break, we won't die
It's just a moment of change

HISTORY INFO

Family

Mother Father
Sister Sister Sister Brother Brother Uncle

History

Who would want to live through a hell like one such as he has felt. Born and raised from the start to kill, punished as to having his leg torn off, isn't just the beginning of the story, it's only the jist of what happened, nothing compared to the hell of a training camp that gives no recognition in the gods eyes. Depriving all of emotion, of faith, of any return to anything they have felt before they have lived. To turn them into the ultimate machine for a climax war, an ultimate army.

Quin and his brother were separated from their family at birth. Set on a course to become part of an ultimate army made up of custom elemented wolves. This camp has been long since destroyed. Yet, in the very few months they were there, their lives taken a tole that no little soul such as them could scarred their lives forever. Severe punishment, Quin's brother was killed, he himself had his entire right front leg torn off. That was what triggered his strength in his element, making a leg out of metal even sharper then his other legs, he killed all those around him. Yet, the more they came the more he was over powered. The five month old pup was sent to a secret underground camp, for more training.

His entire wave of emotions were torn away from the tip. His master sent only to serve, when he went through examination they realized he was blind, but never even knew it to be so. This dark world that Quin lived in, was raised by a master who wanted nothing but destruction upon the world that had given him so. To serve as a double spy, under another species rule. To serve one pack but to serve another at the same time being right. He wants to become strong like his master, to become a whole, to become just like him.

Quin was set off at4 years of age, set free on a test to see what he would do. The first thing he did was get revenge on something he had wanted to do for so long. He heard his family scream, as he tore their bodies from the inside out. Making sure every iron and sand particle in them had exploded, a slow and painful death, blamed on one of his sisters for the same element, she was killed on site by the pack, and Quin made a hero, for his efforts accepted back into the pack. Knowing fully well he had been part of a organization that even the world was forbidden to mentioning.

Quin's first mission, is to go into the pack of Waru and kill the heads of the noble families gaining power from their sudden loss. He started this mission when he turned 9, so he has been fledged as an actual member of the Waru. This mission, is what his life was ment for.

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We won't say our goodbyes you know its better that way
We won't break, we won't die
It's just a moment of change
All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need all we need, a lover's alibi

ELEMENT INFO

Element

Steel/Metal

Spells

Explosion of iron/metal
After to contact the metal of any wolf inside of their body, or anywhere outside of someone. He can cause them to explode and scatter. Which causes internal bleeding inside of the body, a slow and painful death which he enjoys hearing the screams of. Outside of a body it can also be compared to Gabryl's water bullet or liquid bullets. Although not as effective or fast, it can still cause scratches and slight holes in one's body.


Growth
Quin or Sailor as he is known at the moment, can make metal or existing iron grow. Which is how he made his leg,he can shape it any way he wants as well, and fuse it with anything a tree, another wolf. anything. He also uses this to make wolves grow and explode from the inside, although it isn't as much fun as the explosions.

Mark and detection
The last of his spells, he can mark certain pieces of metal or iron with his mind, considering this is how he see's things. Kind of like echolocation an outline of that thing comes back to him. If he wants to track a certain wolf though he can easily change the feel and sensitivity of the piece of iron he marked. Making this a very excellent way of finding things.

Master Mark

Yes{But no mark}

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All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need, all we need, a lover's alibi

So don't say our goodbyes you know its better
We won't break, we won't die

ROLEPLAY INFO

Name

Riv

Age

14

Roleplay Experience

6 years

Other Characters

Oh you guys should know. Gabryl, Christa, Riley, Velvet, Zephard, Yarichu, and Sacher.

Roleplay Sample

hehe uh no, I've worked too hard on him already xD.

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