Post by wulfbayne on Mar 15, 2008 19:44:45 GMT -5
OOC[/b]
Your name: Wulfy
Your gender: F
Contact: YIM: wulfbayne@yahoo.com
General[/b]
Name: Orochimaru
Nickname/Alias:
Gender: xy
Age: 40
Blood-type: B
Organization: --
City: Konoha
Grade/Job: college professor
Pet: none
History:
As a child, Orochimaru was a loner. He was smart, brilliant even -- always ahead of his classmates. He was able to skip a couple of grades. When he entered middle school, though, he found that everything was much harder... no longer was it a protected environment where smarts mattered. You had to have some type of social standing to move along without crippling ridicule. In sixth grade he started out a loner -- no friends, no nothing. His parents were always distant to him -- across seas, running their buisnesses, always leaving him with his nanny or, on occassion, his grandmother.
During his seventh grade year, Orochimaru lost both of his parents and was sent to live with his aunt. He would've lived with his grandmother had her health not been so bad.
By moving in with his aunt, Orochimaru was put into a new school. Things seemed to go downhill from there. Students started to push him around, and as the year progressed the teasing became violent. Several times he came home with a black eye or something worse.
By eigth grade Orochimaru had started training his young body. From then until the end of tenth grade he fought to defend himself.
Graduating from highschool as valedictorian with a 4.-0 GPA, Orochimaru was able to get into pretty much any school he wanted.
--After Graduating from college, with a PhD, Oro gained at job at the college in Konoha city as an English Teacher and still works there today.
Other: ----
Medical Conditions: none
Appearance[/b]
Reference Pic:
Hair: Black; worn in a long fashion.
Eyes: gold
Summary: Standing 6'0" and weighing a grand total of 150 lbs, Orochimaru has a lean build, though not at all weak. Beneath his pale skin are strong muscles, but nothing untasteful, he's too fit for a professor... some say. Besides his healthy figure, Orochimaru is... unnaturally pale. He only works out within the walls of his own home, so no sun touches his porcelain skin. He has thin black hair - straight - which hangs down to his shoulders, piercing gold, snake-like eyes, and thin lips. He has long, strong arms, and thin legs, which give him a very graceful, proud gate when he walks. His shoulders are squared and always held back, never slouched; he has a smaller nose set on a narrow facial structure which gives him an extremely intellectual appearance. Despite his
Other: ---
Personality[/b]
Inside: On the inside, Orochimaru is a person who constantly thinks. He's devious and manipulative person within, and does a very good job of hiding it, he's always thinking of ways to win or get ahead in life.
Outside: On the outside Orochimaru is extremely rigid and sarcastic to his students. His rules are absolute law, and if broken you'll expect a severe scolding. He likes to challenge his students, push them to their limits in an attempt to seperate the strong from the weak -- the serious students from those who take his class as a joke.
General: In general Orochimaru is quiet, secluded, and intelligent. He enjoys reading and anything which can occupy his mind.
Weakness: ?
Strengths: manipulation, out-thinking anyone who presents a challenge.
Aspirations: ?
Favorite food: ?
Hated food: ketchup & capers
Can't stand:
Cannon Characters
Roleplay Example:
He stood at the window, looking beyond the clear pane and onto the campus below, the grounds swarming with all of them. The students. Most of them were idiots, not at all worthy of being taught... most did not take school seriously, and because of that not many of the students he tought passed. This brought a smile to his thin lips.
His life was boring though.... uneventful. Everything seemed to follow the same rigid schedule, day after day, each day... week... month... year... all of them blending together. Nothing was different anymore it seemed.
It was always the same...
A knock on his door broke Orochimaru's line of thoughts and his sharp eyes flicked towards his door. "Com in." He said.
The door swung open quietly, and shut with a soft click.
Turning, Orochimaru locked eyes with the student who stood at his door.
"Yes?" He asked, his tone droll and his eyes dull.
The student looked at her feet and fidgeted with her fingers.
"I-I came to talk about the test I... umm... failed."
Orochimaru crossed his arms and atched a brow. "I'm guessing you want to retake it?" Orochimaru asked with a frown.
The girl nodded.
Orochimaru shook his head. "You get one chance. I told the class about the test two weeks ago... no one else will get a retake, and neither will you. I suggest that next time I tell you about a test, you write it down and study as much as possible to ensure that you pass." He turned away from the sudent and looked out the window. "You can go now."
And she was gone, the door closing with a quiet click behind her, leaving the professor to observe the grounds, and the all the students as they scurried about their busy schedules.
Your name: Wulfy
Your gender: F
Contact: YIM: wulfbayne@yahoo.com
General[/b]
Name: Orochimaru
Nickname/Alias:
Gender: xy
Age: 40
Blood-type: B
Organization: --
City: Konoha
Grade/Job: college professor
Pet: none
History:
As a child, Orochimaru was a loner. He was smart, brilliant even -- always ahead of his classmates. He was able to skip a couple of grades. When he entered middle school, though, he found that everything was much harder... no longer was it a protected environment where smarts mattered. You had to have some type of social standing to move along without crippling ridicule. In sixth grade he started out a loner -- no friends, no nothing. His parents were always distant to him -- across seas, running their buisnesses, always leaving him with his nanny or, on occassion, his grandmother.
During his seventh grade year, Orochimaru lost both of his parents and was sent to live with his aunt. He would've lived with his grandmother had her health not been so bad.
By moving in with his aunt, Orochimaru was put into a new school. Things seemed to go downhill from there. Students started to push him around, and as the year progressed the teasing became violent. Several times he came home with a black eye or something worse.
By eigth grade Orochimaru had started training his young body. From then until the end of tenth grade he fought to defend himself.
Graduating from highschool as valedictorian with a 4.-0 GPA, Orochimaru was able to get into pretty much any school he wanted.
--After Graduating from college, with a PhD, Oro gained at job at the college in Konoha city as an English Teacher and still works there today.
Other: ----
Medical Conditions: none
Appearance[/b]
Reference Pic:
Hair: Black; worn in a long fashion.
Eyes: gold
Summary: Standing 6'0" and weighing a grand total of 150 lbs, Orochimaru has a lean build, though not at all weak. Beneath his pale skin are strong muscles, but nothing untasteful, he's too fit for a professor... some say. Besides his healthy figure, Orochimaru is... unnaturally pale. He only works out within the walls of his own home, so no sun touches his porcelain skin. He has thin black hair - straight - which hangs down to his shoulders, piercing gold, snake-like eyes, and thin lips. He has long, strong arms, and thin legs, which give him a very graceful, proud gate when he walks. His shoulders are squared and always held back, never slouched; he has a smaller nose set on a narrow facial structure which gives him an extremely intellectual appearance. Despite his
Other: ---
Personality[/b]
Inside: On the inside, Orochimaru is a person who constantly thinks. He's devious and manipulative person within, and does a very good job of hiding it, he's always thinking of ways to win or get ahead in life.
Outside: On the outside Orochimaru is extremely rigid and sarcastic to his students. His rules are absolute law, and if broken you'll expect a severe scolding. He likes to challenge his students, push them to their limits in an attempt to seperate the strong from the weak -- the serious students from those who take his class as a joke.
General: In general Orochimaru is quiet, secluded, and intelligent. He enjoys reading and anything which can occupy his mind.
Weakness: ?
Strengths: manipulation, out-thinking anyone who presents a challenge.
Aspirations: ?
Favorite food: ?
Hated food: ketchup & capers
Can't stand:
Cannon Characters
Roleplay Example:
He stood at the window, looking beyond the clear pane and onto the campus below, the grounds swarming with all of them. The students. Most of them were idiots, not at all worthy of being taught... most did not take school seriously, and because of that not many of the students he tought passed. This brought a smile to his thin lips.
His life was boring though.... uneventful. Everything seemed to follow the same rigid schedule, day after day, each day... week... month... year... all of them blending together. Nothing was different anymore it seemed.
It was always the same...
A knock on his door broke Orochimaru's line of thoughts and his sharp eyes flicked towards his door. "Com in." He said.
The door swung open quietly, and shut with a soft click.
Turning, Orochimaru locked eyes with the student who stood at his door.
"Yes?" He asked, his tone droll and his eyes dull.
The student looked at her feet and fidgeted with her fingers.
"I-I came to talk about the test I... umm... failed."
Orochimaru crossed his arms and atched a brow. "I'm guessing you want to retake it?" Orochimaru asked with a frown.
The girl nodded.
Orochimaru shook his head. "You get one chance. I told the class about the test two weeks ago... no one else will get a retake, and neither will you. I suggest that next time I tell you about a test, you write it down and study as much as possible to ensure that you pass." He turned away from the sudent and looked out the window. "You can go now."
And she was gone, the door closing with a quiet click behind her, leaving the professor to observe the grounds, and the all the students as they scurried about their busy schedules.