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[Rene Rousseau]

// Information:

Your Name:Gemini
Your Age: 18
Contact Information:…c’mon you know me by now,lol
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// Character Information:

Character’s Full Name: Rene Luc Rousseau
Nickname:
Age: 25
Birthdate: August 9th
Gender: Male
Pack: Rogue
Marital Status: Single

// Appearance:



Hair:Brown
Eyes:Hazel
Weight: 187
Height: 6’ 3”
Nationality: Cajun
Distinguishing marks: It can be noted that a few scars and bite marks flaw his back and arms, mostly souvenirs left behind from rogue weres and other gators he had fought in the bayou.
General Appearance:
Rene is of a tall and muscular frame for someone of his evident age. His skin is of a sickly pale and hints at a nocturnal lifestyle in the dark neon lit bars and back alleys of the New Orleans streets. His hair is often groomed to look presentable and nothing beyond that. However he has been known on occasion to comb it back in a poor attempt “clean up” for more formal occasions. As for his face? It is often noted as his most distinguished feature, possessing dark hooded eyes it always seems to give off a disturbed look of primeval cunning and insanity. A simple stare alone is enough to send people running, conveying the age old message that you don’t want to mess with him. Also it is noted that he tends to let a light patch of hair coat his lower jaw, giving him a somewhat rugged look. He is also known for his unusual manner of speaking, with a thick Cajun accent sometimes it can prove quite difficult for others to understand the man as he speaks.

As an animal, he takes the form of a monstrous alligator with dark scaly skin speckled with algae and the local swamp plants. His body is strong and muscular, his long reptilian body padded with layer of armor and flesh and ironically supported by short stubby legs. His jaws are enormous and are capable of ripping flesh from bone with tremendous force and an arsenal of sharp fangs. His claws are razor sharp and seem perfect for scraping and tearing. And his back is lined with a series of spiky protrusions extending from the back of his neck and down his muscular tail.

Rene has also learned to take another form, though difficult and almost painful for him to achieve, it can be done with much work and concentration. As a “gatorman” as it were, he seems to take the form of a beast seemingly right out of prehistory, a creature representing a what if or what could have been if the reptiles had inherited the earth. His body plan seems to be the ultimate blend of human and reptile and at times has been described almost dinosaur-like in appearance. His skin is composed of tough and powerful scales running up and down his body and seems to protect all except his soft pale under belly. His jaws are enormous and are lined with a series of razor sharp teeth; often bloodstained they look like tiny pikes capable of tearing through tendon and ligament. His hands are of an evolutionary marvel, clawed and possessing an opposable thumb it is apparent that he does possess the ability to utilize and use primitive tools. And his tail is strong and powerful, following behind him as he walks, it has proved in the past to be a valuable weapon, allowing him to trip and sometimes even cripple enemies.


// Special:

(This applies only to werewolf characters.)
Color: Greenish-black
Bitten or Born: Born


// All About Me:

Special Skills:
-Expert swimmer
-Expert bar tender
-Knowledge of the rogue territory and bayous
-Incredible strength
Strengths:

-Loyal
-Cunning
-Intimidating
-Strength
-Resourceful

Weakness

-Apathetic/Cold blooded
-Lazy
-Short temper
-Easily flattered
-Immature
-Arrogant

Likes:

-Gambling
-Drinking
-Swimming
-Cartoons
-Video games
-Sex
-Warmth
-Country music

Dislikes:

-The cold
-Being yelled at
-Being treated like a kid
-Troublemakers
-Pain
-Being defeated
-Poaching

Fears:

-Dying
-Being the last weregator
-People
-Being rejected

Dreams:

-Start a family and have a baby gator someday
-Help tame the rogue territory and make it a decent place for others
-Find love and compassion in his own heart

Habits:

-Bellows sometimes in his sleep
-Easily distracted by small animals
-Has been known to swallow some of his food whole

Personality:
Rene is quiet for the most part; often keeping to himself he never goes that extra mile to socialize beyond the few people he keeps close to him. He is most often skittish and private when it comes to social situations and you’d be considered quite lucky if you were to somehow infiltrate his small circle of friends, let alone get a few words out of him. And with Rene, he ether likes you or hates you and depending on where you stand and how you strike him, you may just gain a powerful ally or wind up brutally butchered in some backwoods ditch. Also it is noted at times Rene has problems expressing himself to others .

Also as a reptile Rene is known for having a perversion for gore and carnage. When it comes to taking down troublemakers, he does not spare anybody. He will butcher and mangle them to the extent he is allowed and to be put up against him would probably be a fate worse than death. Though since he had been employed at the bar he has tried to be a little easier on those he is forced to deal with. Also there is other beastly behavior which seems to have come with his reptilian duality. Ever since he first transformed, Rene began to loose rational thought to primal instinct and impulse. And instead of seeing others as ether friend or foe, he likes more to categorize them as edible and not edible.

Though if it is anything Rene is known for it is having an explosive temper and an extremely short fuse, after all it was what got him into all sorts of trouble it is in the past. It is obvious he is lacking in the patience department and it is most often advised that you do not anger or annoy him in any form unless you are not fond of some of the more popular parts of your anatomy because it does not take a lot for his temper to turn violent. Rene is also known for having a nasty little habit of being arrogant. Though when you have super human abilities and the primal powers denied to human beings as they evolved and became more civilized, wouldn’t you be a little headstrong too? He doesn’t tend to take crap from anybody and it is his arrogance that tends to blind his judgment.

Finally his mood varies with the external temperature, when placed in the cold, Rene tends to be lazy and more sluggish as opposed to when he is in warmer and more moist environments where he is more animated and energetic.

// General History:

Character History:
Rene is a country boy, born and raised in the primal bayous and swamps of Cajun country born to a weregator mother and human father. And though his birth was an unusual one to say the least, his parents did their best to raise him human, trying to prolong transformation and discovery of his unusual heritage for as long as possible. Though from the beginning he knew he was different from the rest, unusually aggressive towards others, the way he could sense and see things beyond human sense and of course the way some of the others in his family acted around him and his mother, hesitant to approach and seemingly uneasy in their presence. Though it’d take him a few years to discover why he had never felt at home around other humans, eventually he’d put two and two together after experiencing his first transformations.

After his first transformation, his parents were forced to come clean and explain to him delicately what he was and what he was going through. And of course from then on his mother did the best she could to teach and raise her boy in the swamps, protecting and preparing him for the day where he’d be forced to wander the rogue territories alone.. Though this was a task easier said than done, given the rough time he had balancing duality between his human and animal forms and his father and sister were forced to find out the hard way why it was people tended to flush alligators down the toilet. All and all however they kept their distance and accept him as he managed to turn their household into Jurassic Park in just under a year.

Learning how to hunt, fish and defend himself from other rogues, he soon found himself dominating his own territory carved out in the bayous, fending off and defeating all who crossed his own personal hunting grounds. For a while he stood unopposed and unstoppable as many tried to take his lands for their own. Though one day he’d meet an opponent unlike any other, a European were who had invaded his swampy shores. Naturally he didn’t stand for it, but despite his best efforts to chase her off, she’d manage to pin him against the muddy terrain. With her claws to his neck, he surrendered to her and let her take his lands for her pack she was forming. Impressed by her power and strength, as well as her noble cause to tame the rogue territories, he’d consider joining the pack she was forming. However by the time the elusive Justina Lazarus down to a local, she’d be terribly sick. Though the one who had been managing the bar for her saw great potential in him and invited him to work for her serving as a bartender and bouncer of sorts, keeping rowdy werecreatures line, enforcing the rules set down.

To this day he still serves in the bar and protects the humans and weaker weres from the aggressive tendencies of others. And despite his surrender of his own personal bayou he is just as feared as ever, not many take the beast too lightly and when he gives them the primal reptilian stare, they act as if they might as well be marked for death. Keeping things under control while Justina is away, he has proven his worth numerous times and hopes she will consider that and accept him into her new pack that is forming.

// Blood:

Parents: Luc and Armelle Rousseau
Siblings: Elaine Rousseau (Human)
Other:

// Other:
Celebrity Claim:Francesco Cura'
Member Title:
Passwords: they are in the rules

// Roleplay:

Sample here:
It had been a warm summer’s night in the bayou as the twilight sky was consumed by the oncoming night. Over the murky and muddy waters below fireflies began to emerge from their daily slumber and gathered high above them, their eerie green glow seemingly dancing in the night, beginning to reveal patches and segments of the swamp as frogs gathered along the banks, singing their nightly quire and fan boats echoed into the night, seemingly in a rush to head home before the night came and all the nocturnal creatures would rise from their dwellings and prowl about the night. It would be a perfect night for hunting and among the numerous animals and creatures that had been present that night was Rene who had been quietly basking in the eerie glow of the twilight moon. His hulky and muscular form looking almost like a decaying conifer log as it lounged there lazily in the lapping shores of the old marsh.

How Rene loved these quiet nights on his own little slice of heaven, patrolling the murky abyss of the kingdom he had established on the outskirts of the city, which he defended and explored avidly. It was here he could escape the towering buildings and never ending clatter of the French quarter and enjoy a simpler and free life, swimming, hunting and exploring the abysmal muck he had called home. It was an ideal place for the reptile to lounge about lazily, seeping in the warm waters and hunting the seemingly endless supply of prey that had passed through. It was his own private sanctuary, a place whose likes haven’t been seen since the primal swamps of the late cretaceous era where he could do as he pleased without worry of human interaction or interference and as far as the alligator was concerned he owned the swamp and it was his to reign.

Lying there in a patch of algae however, the creature’s peace did not last long as he was disturbed by the sound of heavy footsteps as they sloshed and struggled through the heavy mud and punks that lined the marshy shores of Rene’s territory. Opening one eye slowly the reptile seemed curious as to the disturbance he had heard, However before he could fully turn around and greet whoever it had been who had been stupid enough to trespass his skull was forcefully forced into the mud as he was held down by the cold steel of a rod of some kind as it pushed down on his neck. Almost instantly the animal began struggling and thrashing about trying to get a hold of the device that restrained him. Snapping and bellowing, the air became heavy with flying mud and debris as the creature sought desperately to free himself from the trap,

Then feeling the cold prodding of a tranq rifle as it explored him from a distance, the gator could not get a good look at his captors as they kept him pinned against the mucky shores. All he could hear is their horrible shouts and taunting as they gathered around in amazement at their amazing find. ”This one’s a big guy ain’t he?” he could hear one shout mockingly as he proceeded to taunt the creature poking him jovially with the barrel of his gun. ”Might pull in a good profit from the tail alone” another laughed as he forced the probe deeper into the gator’s flesh making sure he had a good hold on the beast. And though Rene could not get a good look at them, he could easily identify them for what they were…poachers looking to get a quick buck off of the alligator’s flesh, distributing it as a snack to local bars and tourist attractions.

As they laughed and jeered at the weregator’s pain as he pulled and snapped the creature only seemed to get angrier as stubby arms tried to reach out to the sides and his tail shook violently trying to hit his captor as he hovered over him. Then stepping back a lone poacher seemed to yell as he tried to flip the gator over on his back, he’d yell out to the rest of the party ”Remember aim for the belly” he yelled as he slowly loosened the steel collar from the alligator’s nape and prepared to harvest whatever he could from his prize catch. Though staring at them with those monstrous eyes it was obvious that the gator wasn’t exactly going down without a fight as he prepared his tale and got ready to fight for his life.

Character contract
I Gemini have read ALL of the rules including The topics listed within the rules as well as the Species. I understand the sight differences and will do nothing to change what had been created here. I will also post once a week, or my character will be considered inactive. After two weeks, and I have still not posted, my character will be removed and the account deleted. I hereby understand these rules, and will follow them to my ability. If I am unable to, I will let an Admin know.

Gemini, 5/30/09

This post has been edited by Rene Rousseau on Oct 3 2009, 11:29 PM

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