Alphonse Gormania.

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(( For starters, this is a bio I made for another site. I'm not going to actually use this character, it's just as a sample of what you can do with a bio! ))

Full Name:
< Alphonse Gormania. >

Character Quote:
< " If it ain't broken, don't fix it" >

Nicknames:
< Prefers Al >

Birth Date:
< 6th Of April, 1991 >

Age:
<19, Even though he is often thought to be over twenty>

Gender:
< Male >


Race:
< Dog Shifter >

Title:
< The upper low >



APPEARANCE

Hair Color:
< Brown >

Eye Color:
< Sparkling blue >

Height:
< 1,80 cm >

Weight:
<75 kg >

General Appearance:
< Al stands at about 1,80 cm, a bit tall. He's slim, has long arms, long legs, and how thin he is, gives you a weird look, being skinny and tall does never look good. Al's abs doesn't show that much, nothing more than some faintly defined stripes.

Al has sparkling blue eyes, and light brown hair, which shines in the sun. His hair barely touches his shoulders, and he enjoys to keep it in a tail at the back. Al's nose is small, his eye brows is black, and thin. All of his traits comes from his family, even though he is a bit special, with his lack of powers. He's got defined cheekbones, harsh look.

He's well tanned, and has a faint stubby beard >

Wear:
< Normally wearing a pair of faded blue jeans, and a colorous shirt with he top buttons loose, he's never like to go shopping so he has three pair with jeans, two sweaters, one sweatshirt, and some T-shirts. >

Body:
< Al is in good shape, even though he's long from his race's strongest. He's weak in comparison to normal shifters, but he's amazingly quick >

Scars, Marks and Tattoo's:
< Alphonse has a jagged scar down his chin, on the left side.
He got it after a fight with his brother, when he was fifteen >



MUGSHOT

PB/Celebrity/Etc..
< Unknown >

Picture:





PERSONALITY

Likes:
< Peace of mind, silence, harmony, friends, girls, studying, a good glass of wine, late nights, reading a book when it's raining outside, to fight, and cold weather >

Dislikes:
< Failure, disharmony, rage, fighting, tutors, his whole family, bragging, being looked down at, losing a fight, bad food, heat waves >

Anything else:
He has a lot of body hair on his hair and legs. Even though he likes to keep to himself, he's always been mature, and have good empathy, and some minor telepathic skills, which allows him to only talk to people.

General:
< Alphonse is a normal 19 year old boy, or so it seems. Even though his shifter powers, he acts, looks, and is just like a normal teenager. He's always in a good mood, even though he doesn't show it with a smile, but with thoughts.
Working at the grocery store, he's quite impatient. Customers forgetting something on their shopping list, people who's money walked away by itself, and younger teens vandalizing, brings him into his bad mood, as he has to do extra work.

Being raised by not so religious people, Alphonse has always been a realistic, think it through scientifically type of guy.
He's always been interested in biology, particles, the creation of this world and if there really is some higher powers controlling every action that we take.
He's a boy with his legs planted good on the ground, even though he sometimes seeks higher powers for help in emergencies, half-heartedly.

Alphonse loves to fight, feel the adrenalin pump through his body, his heart beating loudly in his chest.

Al has always gotten some attention from girls, even though he's never really cared, since he really just swaps from time to time. Al is in no current relationship at the time being >
Sexual Orientation:
< Heterosexual to the point that he's afraid and loathes gays >

Dating Status:
< Single, even though he jumps from time to time. >


HISTORY

Parents:
< Biological : Eric and Grace Gormania >

Siblings:
< Al's got four siblings. Two boys, and two girls.
Al: 19
Holly: 18
James: 16
Geoff: 14
Jennifer: 13.

All in best health >


Extended, Other & Pets:
< Alphonse has no pets, and no special friends, as he is a bit new to St.Luthor >

Detailed History:
< Al was born into the well famed, and talented Gormania family. People from all of the world, was amused at their skills and their numbers. His father, a prestigeus shifter who'd become the representative of his race. His mother, a skilled shifter, who didn't enjoy the spotlight of the public.

The oldest of five siblings, all had hopes for him. His father, his mother, his uncles, his aunts, the whole family. Two skilled parents like his, people said, would make a marvelous shifter.

But that didn't seem to be true. Al failed in everything. His first time handling with his inner powers, had been when he was ten.
He'd blown up a whole room. More and more practice, and no improvement, he was a laughter in his family, the black sheep among st the white ones.

As time went, his confidence lowered, and all that he tried on, was just a faint spark. His smaller siblings had lost all respect for him, they teased, and bullied him.

As time went, his siblings started with shifting, all of them exceptionally good. Al didn't want to be there any more. Fourteen years old, and his desire to run away, be free like a bird, took over him, as he one day fled, away from the terrible place where his childhood, had taken place.

After that, he wandered from town to town, from village to village, never leaving the magic, his former self, but never did he use the magic, and never did he feel like his former self.
Picking up tricks as he traveled, he got some control of his powers, even though it was little.

After a time, he wanted to settle, so he got himself a job at a grocery store, and rented an apartment from a guy who didn't take too much for the monthly fee. Going to school in every day, working in the grocery store, and going out in the evenings, makes him a busy teen, even though he likes having something in his hands, just that it isn't so much.

Good stress, as he likes to call it.

Not once in the 5 years he had been gone, had he heard news from Gormania, but once, two years after he'd left them all, words traveled. The rumors of a great tragedy had reached the village where he was staying at the time.

The Gormanians, had been slaughtered, by one of their own kind.
They spoke of a woman, a mother, to five siblings, and wife to one of the greatest shifters in their line. It had struck Al like lighting, his mother had killed all of them. His mind wondered, speculated, why did she do it? Had she gone crazy?
What had really happened?

The questions was still asked in his mind, to this day.

~Why?~ >


ROLEPLAYING EXAMPLE:
The sun shone brilliantly, a warm summer day.
A gentle breeze went through st.Luthor as people was enjoying the fine weather. The birds was singing, the heat was at it's top, and the sun was shining at the top of the sky, pulsing out a happy feeling, to the citizens.

Or at least to most of them.

Alphonse sat in his apartment, tired. His hair was a mess, the air in his room was heavy, and a window hadn't been opened for quite some time. Garbage was spread neatly at the dark brown hardwood floor, dust had collected at the old wood table, and the red couch was draped in a boy, a pillow, and a horde of cold air fans. Al was sick of the heat, it had burned all of his extra energy out. He'd always hated the summer, even though his dark tan. Never lying on a floating mattress in the sea, never on a sun bed, frying is skin. He'd never wanted cancer.

Alphonse looked around, the back of his head was itchy.
His eye lids was heavy.

~ What'm I gonna do... It's saturday, and I've got holiday from the shop... ~ Al thought, exhausted, whilst he yawned.
Turning up the strenght of the fans surrounding him, his hair flew backwards. His eyes were slowly closing, everything fading.

~ So... tired... ~ >