Post by Cameron Walker on May 30, 2010 11:37:51 GMT -5
N A M E '
Cameron J. Walker
A G E '
25
G E N D E R '
Tis a Male
S H I F T I N G '
Nice cuddly Maltese Tiger. :P
He and his sister are the first two shifters in the family.
P E R S O N A '
Cameron is and has always been a laid back kind of guy. He never wants to argue or get into confrontation and tends to stray away from situations as such. He keeps his calm and does his best not to yell seeing no point in wasting unnecessary energy over stupid confrontations. He may come off as taking things to lightly or not being serious enough but he handles things in his own way and tries not to stress over past made discussions. He likes to just lay back and enjoy life regardless. He keeps to himself not liking to share too much personal information with others for fear it might come back to hurt him so he’s not big on making friends but if he just so happens to he doesn’t try and push them away. He may not tell you too much about himself but, though you may not think it, he listens to everything being said to him or around him; he tries to be alert because you don’t know what someone is plotting around you.
He’s a rather artistic type of fellow, seeing as he tends to carry a small sketch pad with him to doodle down ideas that can be further illustrated later. His artistic ways don’t seem to come off into the way he cooks, he can’t. The only thing he can get right it fish. He loves the… delicacy. Fish and a nice cold beer, two of life's greatest combinations. As for anything else, it comes out looking better before it hit the skillet. He likes to eat and having a high metabolism makes that not too much of a worry. He does things at times that may come off as a bit… weird to people, nothing out of the ordinary, and doesn’t fret on what people think of him.
At times he can be a bit lazy as he likes to lay around when he has a moment to himself and just relax and bask in the silence but this basically changes when he shifts. He usually shifts at night but will sometimes during the day so as to make his way down to the nearest water, on a hot day, and take a refreshing swim, on a day when the sun isn’t so harsh he’ll lie around in an unpopulated area and sun bath for a while. At night he likes to explore occasionally chasing after whatever moves that won’t get him in trouble to keep himself in shape.
You’d think a tiger would be mean or fierce. This is the case sometimes but it’s just not in Cameron’s nature to come off as that kind of bully. He can act more like a house cat than a big cat. He can be something of a jerk at times but it’s usually not intended and only if he gets ticked off enough. Regardless, he’s normally a friendly and easy to get along with guy.
S K I N . D E E P '
Human:
There’s nothing too special about Cameron. He is of a moderately lean size and is around 5’9, not to tall not too short; he’s somewhat average in stature. Lean doesn’t mean skinny, he keeps healthy and fit but not so much to the point of being one of those big steroid looking muscle heads, they look stupid in his opinion. As for his face; you’ll notice that his eyes are brown in color, if you can see them through his dark brown messy hair. He’ll attempt to comb that mess to somewhat of an avail but it can be unmanageable and he’d rather not dwell too much on it, and cutting it? He’d rather not, he thinks then he wouldn’t look like himself or he’d look weird. The hair just brushes past his shoulders. The expression he normally wears makes him look kind of lost but that’s just who he is. He likes to keep to semi formal and doesn’t stray too far from this still except for occasionally when he wants to were a witty graphic tee or is lounging around. He has a light tan, if you could call it that, from where he’s been out in the sun an awful lot, seeing as he’s rather fund of the outdoors.
Animal:
His animal form is a Maltese Tiger. The special thing about these tigers is that they are of a grayish or slate color. When he shifts he looks like a somewhat skinner version of the beast. His eyes are golden in color and his fur is of a slightly dark grayish color; he still retains his black stripes as does most any other tiger. He has a white underside and white varied around his face and tail. There’s nothing from his human form that is retained in this form.
A . S M A L L . T A S T E '
The sun shone through the black curtains of the spacey loft. Cameron, who had fallen asleep some time ago right after eating, the nasty habit, turned his figure toward the back of the sofa in an attempt to shield himself from the unwelcome light to no avail. ‘Why had morning come so early’, he thought to himself with a groan as he stretched, nearly stumbling backwards off of the dark sofa and onto the cold, hard tile floor. He turned onto his stomach as he attempted to doze off again until the annoying and screechy sound of an alarm clock went off. Groaning again and covering his ears a moment, he decided it was time to get up since it wasn’t meant for him to sleep this morning. He slumped over to the damned thing on the nightstand of his room and flicked the switch to off having a sudden since of déjà vu.
“Could’ve sworn I turned this thing off yesterday,” He yawned and unplugged it from the wall after finding the socket.
Looking to the kitchen from his room, his home being a loft and all, he saw the mess he made last night from his favorite dish. He didn’t understand how he had made such a big mess, I mean he was only one person. He decided to clean that up later not even bothering to consider the horrible smell it was causing to dwell throughout his home. He went and made his way back to the sofa, straightening his robe on the way, and plopping down after reaching his destination. He stared at the blank t.v in front of him as if expecting it to come on until realizing that he had to turn it on in order to enjoy watching it. His mind wasn’t worth anything in the mornings.
Feeling for the remote he turned the machine on only to have it blaring some sports program announcer’s voice. Turning it down and changing the channel quickly, not remembering how it had got on that channel or how the volume had increased so much but figuring it had to be him seeing as he was the only one who lived there, he found a nice little cartoon on some channel he hardly visited, then leaned back to watch until he could wake himself up completely and get started with his day.
His mind drifted as he found himself dozing off again.
Cameron watched as his sister, Marlene, evil little thing, took one of his favorite toys and chucked it down into the busy street. He watched in horror as the thing was run over repeatedly by the heavy traffic then a tear came to his eye as he looked back to his sister, who thought it was just hilarious. That’s it! He had had enough as he tackled his older by a few years sister to the ground just as their parents walked in. He was just about to try and take a bite out of her face when he heard his mom sternly call his name. He immediately stopped and looked towards the floor, guilty. His sister put on her classic puppy dog face and he already knew that he was going to be left with the blame for starting this.
“You know better,” his mother scolded as his sister ran to her looking pitiful.
He sighed, “Yes, mama.”
“And what do we say?” She continued her same routine.
He frowned and hesitated before mumbling, “I’m sorry.”
He didn’t see her but he knew his mom looked to his sister.
“You're forgiven,” She said softly, a fake sniffle following.
“And we won’t let this happen again,” His father spoke up.
“But she- she threw Major out the window!” He whined as he ran to the window and pointed to where his toy had landed.
His father walked over to see nothing and looked to Cameron, “We’ve been over lying.”
“But,” Cameron started but looked to the road to see that his toy had been swept away. He decided to quit knowing he wouldn’t win. She always won.
A snort and he was awake and wouldn’t be going back to sleep any time soon. Not after an annoying little dream like that. He didn’t even know where that evil woman was, where she lived, nada. After their dad died on the job and mom got sick from depression they didn’t see each other too much. Only when they caught each other when they coincidently both went to see mom.
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