Natsu

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances

Max had been in a bit of a daze, not thinking clearly at all, so when he heard a voice suddenly call out to him, he jumped in shock and fear. He turned on the spot, and looked to see who was calling out to him. His eye finally fell on a woman, and his heart fluttered in relief. Though he was initially confused from the language that he was addressed in, when they switched to English, he put it out of his head, simply happy to be around another person.

"M-My name's Max," He stuttered, and held back tears of joy, as he started to hyperventilate a little," I-I got lost here, an- and.." He stopped, unable to form words in the wake of him being found,as he found his body shaking as emotion that had been repressed for a long time started to pour out, "Can you help me get home?" He choked out, tears now rolling down his face, his cheeks red. In a normal situation, he'd be far more composed, and embarrassed at this outburst of emotion, but he was malnourished, tired, and very, very frightened. He wiped the tears from his face with the sleeve of his tattered shirt, and said, " I'm sorry, that was impolite," He corrected himself, still shaking." What's your name?"

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances

As daylight poured in through the canopy of the forest, Max was woken up from the bright light of the rising sun. Groaning internally, he rolled over and out of the soft bed of leaves he had made for himself. It wasn't much, but it did help him blend in, and it was something to give him a semblance of warmth over night. He stood shakily, his stomach growling, and in a fair bit of pain. He had been surviving off of berries and lake water for the past few weeks, which was definitely not the proper diet for a growing boy. He ran his hands through his hair, and screamed out as he pulled a bug out from the mop that was his head. "Gross gross gross!" He said, stumbling and falling back towards one of the trees.

Max fell on his hands, his palms soar from the hard wood of the tree he fell into. He regained his balance, and wrapped his arms around his chest. "This is the worst morning yet." He said, giving a small, nervous laugh. He really wanted to get home, but these woods were never ending, and things were not at all looking good on that front. He gave himself a moment to regain his composure and collect himself, and started to walk, with the hope that he might find something substantial to eat.

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances

Name:Max Oscar Napras

Race: Human

Position: He's hiding out right now, but will most likely run into some fae soon.

Age:13

Personality: Though you wouldn't expect it of somebody who got so lost in the woods that they wound up in another dimension, Max is extremely intelligent, but not in your typical book smart way. Max is adaptable to most situations, and can talk himself out of pretty much anything. He previously used this skill to narrowly avoid punishment for the antics he would engage in, it will now prove useful in hopefully avoiding death or worse from Fae that he'll run into. Besides that, Max is a very social person, and will more than likely find the greatest difficulty in not having any other people to talk to while stuck in this realm. In the two weeks he's been here, this has already eroded part of his mental stability. He's still functioning well, but he's definitely on edge. The biggest thing he cares about in the end however, is himself. In a life or death situation, he will take any and all necessary actions to ensure his own safety and life.

Appearance: Max is short, even for his age, standing at around 5'1, and has a light tan, but is still clearly Caucasian.He also has long black hair that sweeps behind his head and down his neck. Sadly for Max, he's stuck in the clothes that he was wearing when he showed up the the Fae world. These clothes are now a stained green T-shirt, that's starting to get holes in the back of it, which are growing larger by the day. His pants are a pair of blue jeans, which are now muddy, and torn on the bottoms of the pant legs.

Background: Max was born into a normal middle class family, with a mostly unremarkable early childhood. The biggest thing that always made him standout however, was his tendency to get himself in... unpleasant situations for his parents. The time in preschool where he maybe convinced the other kids to start digging a grave for their preschool teacher at recess, The time where he almost certainly didn't get their pet Shih Tzu stuck in a tree, and nobody could forget about the time he had a few of his friends have a surprise game of hide and seek in the woods... Yeah, nobody could forget that, since he never came back out. It was that night, he ended up leaving the humans to join the Fae, and ever since then, he's been fending for himself in the forest, trying just to survive, and find a way back home. It's been two weeks of that though, and he's going to need to get to some form of civilization soon, or he's going to lose it, either mentally, or from pure exposure to the elements.

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

@Zahrale You turned my character into an anecdote. I admire your skill, but hate that you use it.

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

@LadyRunic (if i didn't add Falk, why would i bother doing anything at all?) "Solid as stone, stubburn as mountains, dangerous like none other. a Silent storm to slowly rise, Shall he start the tide to flood the courts, or shall he merely pave the way for a blizzard to coat all in white, and red. undeniable, and scheming, devious, and commanding. A Fall king, who will never stand to Fall."

@Dead Cruiser "Ancient and wise, wind does whisper through his upper reaches, but what secrets does it share, Proud and tall, strong against the storm of time of adversary, will the Forrest keeper, and tallest of the trouble makers lead to battle, or shall he stand to break a tide not yet arrived?"

@Emma "A Terrifying beauty neither this nor that, seeing the night for its true light, Born of humble, and powerful means, and tempered to strength yet unseen, a Shadow to protect those she enjoys, a necessary chill, to an frostier command"

@Natsu "A young man, lost and playing a dangerous game of hide and seek, Unknowing of the path that lay before him or the monster hidden behind ancient, kind faces. Shall he bend and bow like a young sapling, or crack and break, like stubborn stone?"

Agree or disagree- i merely skimmed (i prefer to meet chars During the rp, and not go in knowing much more than just there names and where they stand in the Rp)

@Zahrale

I have unending amounts of hate and love for you right now.

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

Yeah, when is this gonna start officially?

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

@LadyRunic Well, he's a meanie face.

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

@LadyRunic Oh come on, he's a snarky, silvertongued 13 year old, who would dream of harming a hair on his adorable head?

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

@Unraveller Mr.Giant Rock Person. Please don't hurt my baby.

Fae Coutris: Hidden Intentions, Iraticate Dances (IC) (Still Accepting)

@Natsu Oh dear... Accepted. Oh deary me!

@LadyRunic

Is the "Oh dear" Good or bad? O_o