Kyle De Nari

[Kyle De Nari]

Kyle De Nari

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"Life is black and white. You're either good or bad. There is no inbetween - that's just something the confused invented to amuse their pathetic lives"

The Facts

Character Name: Kyle De Nari
Nicknames: Let's see you give him one. If you survive, it'll be a miracle
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual
Species: Werewolf

The Appearance

Hair&Eyes: Messy blonde; dark hazel
Height: 6ft
Weight: 136 lbs
Overall Appearance: Kyle is tall and thin, with strong, lean muscles in both his arms and legs as result of many difficult transformations and the constant need to stay in top shape if he wishes to survive the next one. His hair has a weird wave/spiked style to it and his eyes are typically narrowed and hard. He sports darker t-shirts, black jeans and skate shoes and on colder days a leather jacket (that he nicked from someone in an outdoor French resturant). His skin is a pale olive tone and his face is usually wearing an indifferent expression; his thin lips a hard line on his handsome face. The only time he smiles is when he's laughing at someone else.

The Person

Personality:
1. Everyone dies in the end, but only the smartest and coldest of people will make it anywhere. That is his exact view of the world, down to a T
2. He believes he's open about his sexuality, but he's so closed to the world that anyone who tries to get to know that about him has to really, really want to.
3. He doesn't give a damn what others think of him
4. He is usually frowning or sneering at people, or else he's laughing at them
5. Kyle will go to any length to get what he wants, but he will never kill on purpose.

History: Kyle De Nari was born on August 29th at noon, the warmest day of that year, which is ironic considering his cold view of the world. His father was a werewolf and abandoned his child and wife when Kyle was but four years old. The time he began to show signs of having inherited the gene. Kyle's first transformation took place on October's full moon that same year. His mother helped him through it, taking him out into the forest behind their small house just outside of town. She never left him, though she knew full well that if he attacked her she could be turned into one herself or die. Kyle was grateful for his mothers love until he turned nine and began to resent her for ever having given him such a life.

He hated being a werewolf. He hated the fact that his father left him with nothing but his mother who was hardly clinging to life. He hated that he was so weak that by the time the next moon came around he had gathered just enough stength to survive it. Kyle became cold and bitter towards the world and everything in it. He started to work out and build his strength at the same time he took up smoking - age fourteen. He ran away from home frequently and stole more than he needed to, at first for practice, then for the hell of it. He'd never regretted a thing until he fell in love for the first time three years later.

His name had been Zak. He quickly and skillfully took hold of his world and pointed him in the right direction. But at seventeen you're still only just a child. You make mistakes. Kyle lost track of the moons cycle and one night while spending the evening with Zak, Kyle changed. Zak was caught in the neck when Kyle lashed out with his claws and died. Kyle has never forgiven himself for killing the only person who gave a damn about him.

Likes:
1. Speaking between the lines to confuse people
2. Smoking
3. Tatoos
4. Being a smartass
5. Breaking Rules/Setting his own rules

Dislikes:
1. People -namely girls- who try to get him to open up
2. His past
3. Teachers
4. Being wrong
5. Transforming into a werewolf


Strengths:
1. Ignoring people
2. Stealing to provide for himself
3. Threatening others to get what he wants
4. Adapting to new situations/places
5. Convincing others that he's right

Weaknesses:
1. Being open
2. Admitting he's wrong
3. Controling his temper
4. Being somewhat decent
5. Change in general

Anything Else:
In the past he has been known to delibertly break into places.
He doesn't attend school and nothing will change that.


RP Sample:

Kyle leaned against the edge of the fountain, inhaling the toxic chemicals of his usual cigarette and blowing smoke rings into the frosty morning air. Spring was still trying to break away from winter's firm hold. Kyle laughed at the thought, comparing it to a mouse who actually believed he could outsmart the hungry cat. But hell, that was life. Everyone died in the end, but only the smartest and coldest of people would make it anywhere. That was his exact view of the world, down to a T.

But he didn't really care. As he took another drag of one of his last cigarettes, his ears picked up the sound of someone approaching. Of course, the street wasn't his to claim, but at six in the morning, he really didn't want to be disturbed by some dumbass who was taking a morning stroll. Slipping into the alley, he crouched low behind a Dumpster and watched the person slowly move past the alley's opening.

He was a handsome boy, ruffled black hair and if Kyle saw correctly, shimmering green eyes. His hands were buried in his pockets; he looked in Kyles direction, but he ducked out of sight before the stranger could see him. Kyle muttered under his breath; he finished his smoke and ground into the pavement.