Deer
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HP: 100% Human
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HP: 100%
Mental: 100%
Name: Cutlass
Gender: Stag
Age: Adult
Species: TEF deer
Identification: x
Mate: Riptail
Reference
Name: James Cohen
Gender: Male
Age: 24 years
Species: Human
Occupation: Truck driver
Lover: Elliott Lagues
Reference
Cold, Reserved, Loyal, Intimidating, Possessive, Dominant, Proud, Aggressive, Independent, Jealous, Protective, Affectionate, Sharp, Short-tempered, Stubborn, Playful, Teasing, Crude, Determined, Territorial, Paranoid, Sexual, Mistrusting, Devoted
THE STAG:
Cutlass is not an easy stag to approach or become friends with.
He is extremely mistrusting for a reason, after getting betrayed for so many times he doesn't give his trust to anyone too easily. Despite he prefers doing everything alone, fighting included, he is grateful to those who have chosen to fight by his side and helped him.
However, when having a grudge against someone in particular, he wants to resolve it himself, he finds gang-ups cowardice.
Other stranger stags he often sees as rivals and as possible threats and will act reserved around them. He often seeks for dominance and being stubborn and proud stag, defeat is often very bitter to him.
He won't follow anyone, often he walks his own paths, determined to reach his own goals.
There aren't many he would protect with his life, being a selfish stag for long he has lived only for himself. He treats strangers very differently than the ones that means something to him and often he shows his better sides only to those who gets close enough. Other than that, he either just tolerates others and if not, he will show it rather clearly.
Once his trust is gained, he can be very loyal friend and ally but betray him once and he will never give you another chance. Once enemies, always enemies.
Possessiveness is also one of his strongest traits. There aren't many things he claims to himself but what he does, he can fight over them with all his strenght to keep them untouched by others.
Riptail, his lover is one of his strongest targets of possession. He hates when someone else touches him let it be a friend or stranger. Though, with friends he's more tolerating with this matter if he knows they won't hurt him. But he may get jealous even over them and might not care about others feelings when dragging Rip off from them all to himself.
Facts::
- Acts a lot by instinct. Threathening situations triggers aggression.
- He's territorial over one sunny flower patch that he and Rip calls home.
- His play is often rough and teasing. He doesn't try to harm but his play usually consists small bites, pushes and such. And sparring if the playmate haves antlers. Might still try more gently sparring even if the other one didn't have antlers.
- His black 'mane' often lifts and bristles up when he's agitated.
- He growls relatively much. His growl is low and metallic and so is his voice.
- Only very rarely dances. Usually stubbornly refuses when asked.
- Swift and powerful fighter. Able to launch quick and heavy blows to his opponent - experience.
- One relatively long and visible scar on his wither as a sign of his devotion. Other scars around his body as a sign of his fiery temperament.
- Doesn't easily accept strangers around himself or too close. Very unapproachable. Sometimes easier but it depends on many factors.
THE MAN:
James can seem very cold, rather passive to anyone who doesn't know otherwise. He even prefers people to have a negative image of himself to keep them at bay so often reinforces this impression they have.
He does not give even the slightest of care what other people think about himself, their thoughts and beliefs aren't a concern of his own and he will never work to make them think otherwise or force his own beliefs on anyone.
If anything, he hates when someone else is trying to tell what he should believe in or tell him how he should live his life. He's the master of his own life and loathes the thought of anyone else having control over himself or his doings. Or butting in too much.
With his body-language he might also seem very emotionless but often those who have known him for longer have learned to read his face. He holds very much feelings and thoughts inside of himself and only very little of them he lets out. He finds it hard to open up but there is one person in his life who has managed to make him let go of all his defences.
Anyone hurting his pride he often solves with violence. He can be very short-tempered with these kinds of matters and will let his fist speak for himself rather easily.
He haves the urge to move around a lot, he used to wander from town and city to another, never staying still for too long. He didn't have much belongings so moving around was relatively easy to him.
The situation has changed now when he's more settled living with Elliott in the same apartment but his fire to move around haven't completely burned out yet.
Facts::
- Engaged with Elliott who he lives in the same apartment with, along with their dog Rambo.
- Heavy smoker. Reasonable drinker. Used to have a bad drinking problem.
- Plays electric guitar - his passion. Used to play in a small band that never made far.
- Mother has passed. Father is alive but is not in any contact with him.
- Haves the name "Elliott" tattooed with small letters on his neck as a sign of his devoutment.
- Wears a necklace with five red wooden peals, each having a black X on them. A gift received from Elliott.
- Haves seven ear piercings and one barbell on his left brow.
- Haves multiple small scars on his body due to recklessness and getting into troubles. Two gunshot wounds both gotten within past two years.
- Owns a midnight blue car. Nothing fancy but he loves it.
- Is skilled with thieving. Also, surprisingly, knows first-aid rather well. Often sews himself rather than goes to the hospital.
Small Quirks and Things::
- Doesn't really like candy or sweets that much.
- Is a horrible cook.
- Wakes up easily from his sleep.
- Tends to wear frown on his face a lot without a reason
- Gets his daily amusement from bullying Elliott.
- Seems to be thinking about sex all the time...
- Can get surprisingly affectionate and lovesick.
- Often tests people a lot. Them getting worked up or bothered amuses him.
- Doesn't enjoy heat but too cold makes him cranky as well.
- He's a pessimist.
- He hates routines and gets easily bored to repetition.
- Can get even annoyed if people show they're worried over him.
RELATIONSHIPS
Riptail/Elliott Lagues
Not only a lover but his whole meaning of existence. Cutlass has strongly devoted himself to this person who saved him from the brink of collapsing and he believes they're meant to be.
Together they've come a long way from misery and sin to the quite happy and care-free life situation they're in now. They won the fight together, through many hard obstacles and along the way developed a silent, mutual understanding and acceptance for each others, besides the growing and unbreakable love. He is ready to give his everything to keep the other one safe and happy and he wouldn't be able to go on alone without him anymore. If Rip goes, he shall follow him even to the death.
His strenght and his will to live on comes purely from this person now, and so the most crude and violent of beings bent and tamed in front of the most weak and broken.
Forest relationships:
Saosin - Considers him as his best friend. Respects as a friend and ally, highly enjoying his company.
Kaoori - A friend. Feel comfortable in her company
Isac - A friend. Punching buddy? Enjoys bullying him and boosting his own ego but also appreciates the calm moments.
Talla - A friend. Feels comfortable in her company.
Amazon - A friend. The only fawn he actually enjoys being with.
Eventide - Friend/acquaintance. A little unsure yet but doesn't see him as a threat either.
Dampir - unsure of. Not an enemy nor friend.
Nathan - A target of bullying and physical harming. Finds him amusing.
Marcus - A foe. Holds deep hatred and grudges against him.
Keiran - A foe. Target of his wrath for multiple times attacking Rip.
Chime - A target of resent and disgust. Never really got along and were fighting ever since meeting over Rip. She showed him no acceptance or respect and neither did he to her.
Outside the forest:
Olivia Garside - his mother [deceased]
Douglas Cohen - His father. Not in any contact with.
Nina Faust - a mother figure, like an adoptive mother.
Neville Faust - Not much of a father figure. Novadays gets along with just fine.
Raymond Braxton - his best friend.
Deep in the ocean, dead and cast away, Where innocence is burned in flames. A million mile from home, I'm walking ahead. 
>3
-puts a stamp of riplove
I sees you. >8(D
I'm not here, you can't see
But I can smell you, my
Ooh, pandas! c:
signature by iaurdagnire
Oh damn, I forgot about
But I'm glad you noticed, my friend, I love the smell of wrestling pandas, it's like a fresh spring morning- except it's sweaty and hairy. 8D
*retardednerdyfangirlstalk!*
.............................
..... 8DDDDD
Im gonna cling to this blog and never let it do <33 xD
Amazon: Yes, please do have
Yes, please do have one. -points to a basket full of them-
Declan:
We'll face all kinda dangers out there and return as heroes.
SWEATY HAIRY WRESTLING PANDAS DOING SOME... WRESTLING IN THE FINE SPRING MORNING.
It brings tears to my eyes.
Herness:
*Just screams and glues some weird CutRance playboy magazines around the walls*
Merrick:
..... 8888888D
Was it your Texas Cut was sitting with by the ruins maybe few weeks ago?
&hearts *__*
/falls off the edge of the
Ffffff~~!!! D HAHAH xD Im
Hahahah what gives you that idea~?
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.. yes it was >D HAHAH xD Im not a stalker >___> -cough-
Texas was quite curious of cut :3
...track~
Munkel: ~
~ &hearts
Apparanza:
Hope you fell to side and not straight down on it...
D:
Merrick:
Funny gut feeling. 8]
Or forest live map. I just made sure. |D
Yarr, it was rather nice sitting with him. -nodnod-
Cut was being just lazy and inactive and he was moping due to some problems so... so I might as well kick him.
Shimmers:
<3
Hahah xD well your gut was
Baaaw.. It's okay. Texas was happy just to hang... or.. uh... layin' around xD
Maby I'll let texas visit him again sometime :3
:> -track-
-track-
ohai
Merrick: My guts are awshum
My guts are awshum and know things.
Texas seemed kinda sleep deprived, bravely trying to stay awake and all... :'D
And that would be nice~
Saosinpies:
hur~ <3
Paz:
I seez you. Don't think I don't.
Hahaha xD that's a kind of
Yeah.. He tends to get sleepy after a while, even when theres others around hat he doesn't even know. >__>
But i think he felt secure with Cut x3
Sneak track... >.>
My deviantART profile
Nom. Tracking.
Tracking. <:
I thought I already retracked
-trackzilla-
Track =3
{Keepiru, you ninja thief,
~>~>:|ACTIVATES ULTIMATE STRALCKZILLA|:<~<~
...now I hope no one will make use of my stralcking idea |D
-noms all the tracks for
-noms all the tracks for breakfast and snickers for how awkward Cut and Umay were today-
I can haz RP? ...Before Lily
...Before Lily faints, preferencially.
She had Cut's antlers straight into the face x| ouch.
Traking...) ))
))
Wanderer: Of course, go
Of course, go ahead. : D
Your start, hun~
RiverCatRa:
Thank you 8>
{Yays. By the way, it's
"Hmnmhh... -mumble- mnno... stop casten spells onmnmeh... W-why- AAAH!"
The small doe clumsily stood up on the moss in half second, the ears glued to the neck even more than usual. She regreted getting up so fast as she nearly fell again. She impatiently limped from under the fallen slab where she had been sleeping and healing for a few hours; finally out, she laughed.
Away from the darkness, it was obvious that she was badly injured; the sunlight reflected on her dark mask and highlighted an impressive number of deep scratches, along with many red lines marring the whiteness of the lower part of her face, that her mask didn't cover. The shining fur on the right side of her body was smudged by dark red and the hind right leg was being dragged behind her. The front leg was touching the earth hesitantly and red blackened her fur around that shoulder. And there she was, laughing at the forest.
~It's a great day. How the heck did I have a nightmare?~ she tought, unable to remember it anymore. She sniffed the air and started walking slowly to the Pond.
{Three things you should know about my RPing:
1- My english suuuucks and I'll make non-sense frequently
2- I take ages to think of an answer and it be most likely too long or too short
3- I talk OOC in the end of the reply like this... practically always.
Also, I have to go nowNope, back.}{Are ya there? D8}
Yeeees. They were very
But sorry if it made you awkward, she's not sure what to think of Cut since she remembers him fighting Marcus, and she considers him as one of her besties. So it explains why she doesn't doing much, since she didn't wanna be nice either. And I bet none of that makes sense. 8'D
She likes stalking Cutlass.
I'm sure you've noticed that though, because she doesn't have amazing ninjah skills. *noms nose stubble in sadness*
Eternal Wanderer: Sorryyy I
Sorryyy I decided to leave replying to this day, I was pretty tired already last night -> brains didn't work. : D
The small river flowed calmly towards the small pond in the middle of the otherwise shady forest, glimmering in the rays of sun. Heavy, limbing steps pressed prints on the soft ground somewhere near as the low figure made it's way from the shades.
The same sunlight touched the almost white fur that had heavy trails of crimson on it - it kept escaping his body even though he had somewhat tried cleaning his fresh wounds earlier. Such a bother.
The sharp mercury eyes took their glances around, made sure of his surroundings. No one around so he proceeded further towards the clear water, quietly cursing in his mind of the whole situation he found himself in again.
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Note that my english sucks and I'm a poor writer and yada yada, bear with me. : D
Pinkpaws:
Noooo I didn't feel awkward at all, Cut did but not me :'D
Yarrr I've noticed Umay stalking, maybe I was more curious than Cut himself. And I bet Cut wouldn't be too overjoyed to hear she's in good terms with Marc, ahahaha. No really, I think Cut just want to kill him. 8]
The small and sly grey
Suddenly, the wind brought two known stenches. Poppies and... More blood... The blood that had shed hers. She painfully stretched her head up, in order to focus the bridge and beyond it, in the direction of the Crying Idol.
{Whyyy Mr Blue was trying to help why did Virgil shoo him xD}
The hooves sank a little in
All the time his ears kept turning around for the possible noises in case someone would come but he couldn't catch the scent of the other one not too far away.
A narrow trail of blood mixed in the moving water, flowing away and vanishing it's clearness.
Finally his head lifted up slowly after he was done, again taking swift peeks around until his steel gray pair of eyes met the smaller deer some distance away, it made the black fur behind his neck lift up as the faint growl pushed through him.
"Well, well, well!" Lily
"...Suppose ya don't wanna get worse, howdy?.." was nearly a whisper, now close to the angered creature and his sharp antlers, now too close. Three steps and a rear and she could be killed. However, she trusted her agility and the gravity of his wounds.
The growl grew stronger, it
"Get the fuck outta my sight, ya hear me? If ya know what's good for ya, you'll leave me the hell alone." He snarled, blood pushing through his sharp row of teeth that were ready to tear flesh out of bones, jaws warningly opening a little.
Another smile. Usually she
"I'll fuckin' tear ya apart!"
The hooves lifted the dirt in the air as they rampaged against the ground until they hit the water, spines targetting to the doe they wanted to pierce through so badly.
A sudden acess of fear made
Cut's jaws snapped together
His body charged again towards the doe, his antlers hit the low branches and with violent sway of his head he struggled his antlers off them, making the weaker branches snap and fly across the air.
"Ya bitch! Ya fuckin' cowardly bitch!" He rampaged and tried to hit the other with his hooves, trying to reach her in every way and make her hurt.
{Sorreh waz having lunch
Lily didn't think about the range of his hooves and got hit on the hurt leg. A simultaneously freezing and burning sensation warned her that the wound had open again. However, she had suceeded. Lily retreated to a safe distance and sat down like a dog to avoid sitting on the wounded legs, the lips curled in an expression of fun and pain, watching the trapped creature that aimed to kill her struggling in vain. She had choosed a strong couple of oaks on purpose, but the rest was a strike of luck that saved her existence.
"You should think twice before charging, Mr Jaws. There might be a rough net between you and the little fish." she smiled, an innocent, honest, childish smile, contrasting with the crimson that poured from the scratches on the snow white cheeks. "Now that we seem to be on an equal... footing, answer: why did you attack me, the first time we met?" she asked, with sincere curiosity and no apparent grudge at all.
"We need to agree... I'm no harm at all, even for your little antler-less friend!" Lily laughed, waving the smooth antlers from side to side and resting the head on the grass, inside expecting the rude reply but outside emanating sympathy, laying guiltlessly on the red shaded grass.
{This is why I sorta hate her >.<}
Cut pulled slightly off,
"Hu... huhaha. Ya seriously askin' me that?" Cut gave out a slightly gurgling laughter and small amount of blood messed the grass beneath him, glimmered in the bright day.
"Ah how innocent ya are. Humm, alright, lemme make this clear to ya as well, lemme think. I recall tellin' ya to fuck off. I told it to ya as clear as I could, but ya kept stuffin' yer ugly ass face to us still. In the end I decided to beat the info in ya but ya just always returned to get yer ass beaten, ha. Ya don't seem the brightest one 'round here when it comes to gettin' what others are tellin' ya, hmm~? Makes me curious what ya tryin' to gain with this, though." Cut tilted his head only slightly to side acting like he was pitying the doe for a moment.
Her smile did not shrink for
"What I'm getting with this?" she whispered, the eyes once again shining innocently as she got away before his reaction. "You're such a basic creature. All the time thinking of why you're doing this, what you will get with that... What do you get by having enemies? What do you get by trying to kill me for whatsoever reason?" she laughed again "If I was like you, I'd be asking WHAT DO I GET BY LIVING!..."
She tottered a little, shaking the head confused. That was not her. What was happening?
"However... that's not what I was asking. Why did you want me out of there?"
{THROWS FAILED PIXEL SKETCH ON CUT AND FLEES
Haha I didn't even name it since it's so bad x'D}
At one point I actually
Anddd I don't think so either. [8
Cut could have opened his
Humm? And ya were so damn eager of our little company ya even took a little beatin' to remain in it? How flattering. Cut only mumbled with very low voice, almost purring but it had rather poisonous tone in it.
"Ahm, maybe ya right 'bout that, maybe ya are~ But I tell ya I'm completely fine with the way I'm livin', oh yes. If I choose to be alone, then that's damn exactly what I'm doin'. If ya ain't leavin' me the hell alone, I'll make ya, even by beatin' ya to the point ya can't move a muscle anymore. A quiet growl-like hum was let out from deep of his throat while the blood silently made it's paths on the white surface of Cut's jaw.
Finally he lifted his head a little higher, a small branch was still hanging from his other antler but didn't seem to bother him.
"Like I said, ya should leave others the hell alone when they askin' for it, whatever are their reasons. I still haven't gotten the answer why ya so fuckin' eagerly came to us, stalkin' in the dark 'n followin' our every fuckin' move. What is it that ya after, hu?"
AND OMG ARRRRRRT
Pinkpaws:
Cut's been fighting awfully lot lately ö__ö
Oh Umay, who wouldn't want to watch these little bastard stags getting themselves all beaten up? :'D
Ohdear ö__ö I know right.
ö__ö
I know right. It's just so kewl.
So kewl I could eat some fried trees. B)
Ö__Ö Tatally, liek BLOOD AND
Tatally, liek BLOOD AND GUTS AND VIOLENCE and one friend mushroom tree, thank you. [B
Whoever gets themselves more bloody, their kewl metre rises to heavens.
Ö__Ö Liek BLUDDEH. *Jumps
Liek BLUDDEH.
*Jumps into a magical pool of blood*
YES. BD
Ö__Ö IT KEEPS
IT KEEPS GROWING.
Lord, you're so utterly kewl you're pwning us all, can I have an autograph, please? WRITTEN WITH BLOOD. BD
-as a sad being only manages to get herself a paper cut-