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Ehehehehe, not eve going to try to explain myself.

Just wanted a male character with heelless shoooes

Forever playing with body types

For

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Name: Frostbyte

Alias: Frosty, F.B.

Gender: Male

Spawn point: The Pristine

dB: 0

Physical appearance: Frostbyte is tall and lean muscled with white fur, cat-like ice blue eyes, and large, fennec fox/bat like ears. His arms are proportionally longer in comparison to the rest of his body and are tipped with claws of solid ice. Ice is also found at the tip of his tail, the main support of his heeless shoes, and his hair. Due to his physically cold nature (Can lower body temp to -346 degrees Fahrenheit ), its not uncommon to see frost rising from his body. His mouth is obscured from view with a scarf-like item of clothing.

Voice: Light, breathy, medium low masculine voice that is usually a bit muffled by the scarf. Only raises voice when absolutely necessary (ie. During battle scenarios).
Height : 6'4"
Weight: 207 lbs
Talents:

- Good at mimicking voices

-Knows different dancing styles, his favorite being those of Latin origin

-Can use the ice at the tips of his shoes to skate around

-Contortionist

Hobbies:

-Making ice sculptures

-Writing Poetry

-Dancing

-Wandering in search of new sites

-Attempting to socialize with NPC's and other players

-Playing board games

Personality:

-Honest/Trustworthy/Blunt: If you ask for his opinion, Frosty will tell you like it is with out hesitation. He never means to hurt feelings, but he always does it with the individual's welfare in mind. If there is a secret you want to keep, you can always trust that he will never say a word if you wish him not to.

-Brief/Short winded: He is straight and to the point when it comes to almost everything. He doesn't embellish, he doesn't expound, he doesn't do any of that (which makes him a horrible story teller). He feels that such extra words are a waste of breath. Just say what needs to be said sad move on.

-Slow to judge: Its rare for Frosty to come to quick judgement, and it usually takes a few meetings for him to come to a proper opinion about a NPC/player. But once the opinion is formed, its fixed, making it extremely difficult to alter.

-Obedient: Not really one to give orders, Frosty prefers following them when among a group of players.

-Dry Humored/Dark humored: Lets just say, sometimes its really hard to tell when he's joking.

Likes:

-The cold

-ice skating

-dancing

-eating sweets

-meeting new players

-art

Dislikes:

- heat

-being touched without warning

- liars and hypocrites
Items: None

Skill sets:

Attack: 4/5
Defense: 5/5
Speed: 4/5
Agility: 3/5
Endurance: 3/5

Sanity: 3/5
Confidence: 3/5
Bravery: 3/5
Intelligence: 3/5
Charisma: 3/5

Weapon: Uses his ice abilities to both attack and defend. Can cover parts of his body (Or his entire body) in a thick layer of ice, making him a great shield as well as a great a melee fighter. He is capable of long distance fighting, but forming ice projectiles is much more energy consuming and he will tire long before the battle is over. His tail can stab opponents, freezing a portion or all of their body depending on their size. It only lasts for a minute, but gives Frostbyte time to either run for it or regroup. However, he can only use this ability once on a large opponent and twice on a smaller one. Heat, of course, is a number one weakness and it won't take long to put him out of commission with extremely high temperatures.

Relationships:

-None yet

RP Example:

A lithe, white furred body sat still among the damp, moist caves of Nine Nights Abyss, an ice-tipped tail flicking from side to side, making light clicking sounds against the wet rocks. He was waiting for the show to start. Shifting on his hard stone seat, Frostbyte's eyes scanned the open cavern in which he sat, searching for any sign that the event the area was well known for would commence. His large ears swiveled in all directions, keeping alert for any approaching villagers or players who may be coming to watch as well. He honestly wouldn't mind a little company, but seeing as most villagers in this part of the Dreamscape were more so on the Anti side of social, he'd probably be watching alone. The player sighed, the action complimented by an ice cold frost that escaped his lips and he shifted his position once again. He began wondering if he'd come on the wrong night.. Then, from over head, the slightest flicker of moonlight began to peek through one of the many craters in the cave ceiling, bathing the space in its ghostly hue. The pale light was followed with a burst of color from the native flora, illuminating the entirely place in deep purples, and rich blues. The once dreary space was now alive, not only with color, but with villagers emerging to drink in the scene as well, some going so far as to share the rather spacious boulder upon which the Player sat. Frostbyte's mouth quirked slightly behind his scarf.

Even in a world as crazy and unpredictable as theirs...it was nice to know that there were still some things you could count on.

Achievements: none

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Frostbyte is mine

Sorry for miss spellings, IT IS LATE HERE

Description
Ehehehehe, not eve going to try to explain myself.

Just wanted a male character with heelless shoooes

Forever playing with body types

For

----------------------------------------------------

Name: Frostbyte

Alias: Frosty, F.B.

Gender: Male

Spawn point: The Pristine

dB: 0

Physical appearance: Frostbyte is tall and lean muscled with white fur, cat-like ice blue eyes, and large, fennec fox/bat like ears. His arms are proportionally longer in comparison to the rest of his body and are tipped with claws of solid ice. Ice is also found at the tip of his tail, the main support of his heeless shoes, and his hair. Due to his physically cold nature (Can lower body temp to -346 degrees Fahrenheit ), its not uncommon to see frost rising from his body. His mouth is obscured from view with a scarf-like item of clothing.

Voice: Light, breathy, medium low masculine voice that is usually a bit muffled by the scarf. Only raises voice when absolutely necessary (ie. During battle scenarios).
Height : 6'4"
Weight: 207 lbs
Talents:

- Good at mimicking voices

-Knows different dancing styles, his favorite being those of Latin origin

-Can use the ice at the tips of his shoes to skate around

-Contortionist

Hobbies:

-Making ice sculptures

-Writing Poetry

-Dancing

-Wandering in search of new sites

-Attempting to socialize with NPC's and other players

-Playing board games

Personality:

-Honest/Trustworthy/Blunt: If you ask for his opinion, Frosty will tell you like it is with out hesitation. He never means to hurt feelings, but he always does it with the individual's welfare in mind. If there is a secret you want to keep, you can always trust that he will never say a word if you wish him not to.

-Brief/Short winded: He is straight and to the point when it comes to almost everything. He doesn't embellish, he doesn't expound, he doesn't do any of that (which makes him a horrible story teller). He feels that such extra words are a waste of breath. Just say what needs to be said sad move on.

-Slow to judge: Its rare for Frosty to come to quick judgement, and it usually takes a few meetings for him to come to a proper opinion about a NPC/player. But once the opinion is formed, its fixed, making it extremely difficult to alter.

-Obedient: Not really one to give orders, Frosty prefers following them when among a group of players.

-Dry Humored/Dark humored: Lets just say, sometimes its really hard to tell when he's joking.

Likes:

-The cold

-ice skating

-dancing

-eating sweets

-meeting new players

-art

Dislikes:

- heat

-being touched without warning

- liars and hypocrites
Items: None

Skill sets:

Attack: 4/5
Defense: 5/5
Speed: 4/5
Agility: 3/5
Endurance: 3/5

Sanity: 3/5
Confidence: 3/5
Bravery: 3/5
Intelligence: 3/5
Charisma: 3/5

Weapon: Uses his ice abilities to both attack and defend. Can cover parts of his body (Or his entire body) in a thick layer of ice, making him a great shield as well as a great a melee fighter. He is capable of long distance fighting, but forming ice projectiles is much more energy consuming and he will tire long before the battle is over. His tail can stab opponents, freezing a portion or all of their body depending on their size. It only lasts for a minute, but gives Frostbyte time to either run for it or regroup. However, he can only use this ability once on a large opponent and twice on a smaller one. Heat, of course, is a number one weakness and it won't take long to put him out of commission with extremely high temperatures.

Relationships:

-None yet

RP Example:

A lithe, white furred body sat still among the damp, moist caves of Nine Nights Abyss, an ice-tipped tail flicking from side to side, making light clicking sounds against the wet rocks. He was waiting for the show to start. Shifting on his hard stone seat, Frostbyte's eyes scanned the open cavern in which he sat, searching for any sign that the event the area was well known for would commence. His large ears swiveled in all directions, keeping alert for any approaching villagers or players who may be coming to watch as well. He honestly wouldn't mind a little company, but seeing as most villagers in this part of the Dreamscape were more so on the Anti side of social, he'd probably be watching alone. The player sighed, the action complimented by an ice cold frost that escaped his lips and he shifted his position once again. He began wondering if he'd come on the wrong night.. Then, from over head, the slightest flicker of moonlight began to peek through one of the many craters in the cave ceiling, bathing the space in its ghostly hue. The pale light was followed with a burst of color from the native flora, illuminating the entirely place in deep purples, and rich blues. The once dreary space was now alive, not only with color, but with villagers emerging to drink in the scene as well, some going so far as to share the rather spacious boulder upon which the Player sat. Frostbyte's mouth quirked slightly behind his scarf.

Even in a world as crazy and unpredictable as theirs...it was nice to know that there were still some things you could count on.

Achievements: none

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Frostbyte is mine

Sorry for miss spellings, IT IS LATE HERE