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black_black_heart) wrote2016-10-19 03:35 pm
black_black_heart) wrote2016-10-19 03:35 pm
Descriptions of Tannusen:
Mortal: casual clothing, ponytail:
There is something primal about this man, a quietly intimidating aura about him that reaches out with soft ghost fingers and runs down a person's spine. However it is that Tannu acts, however he smiles and laughs and purrs charmingly sweet nothings, it can be felt by all those around him that he is a predator -- and perhaps, even, a nightmare.
A tall man at around 6'2", Tannusen's shoulders are broad beneath his close-fitting t-shirt; arms, chest, and stomach showing a muscular physique beneath the cotton that no one could call slender, even if no one could really call him bulky, either. Rather, what is on him is superbly toned, the sign of a very active lifestyle and perhaps a gym membership to boot. Today, the black t-shirt is one with white-blocked black letters and a laughing man's face and hand in a retro style. In that hand is a cleaver, and the words read: "You can't have manslaughter without laughter."
Black jeans, black leather belt with a plain brushed steel buckle, and black work-boots complete his simple attire. Long white-blond hair is pulled into a simple ponytail which reaches well past Tannusen's belt, the two thick locks left free on either side of his face are often brushed back over his shoulders, reaching the same length as the rest. Perched upon the bridge of his long, straight nose are a pair of narrow, frameless, square-lensed glasses which change in tint with the lighting, the eyes behind them a shocking, too-vivid blue. He has a strong jaw-line and a delicate mouth that is just a tiny bit wide... overall, the man could certainly model, and is rather attractive if one at all likes his type.
Something is peculiar about his teeth, his upper and lower canines in specific, but it can't quite be placed. His eyes are a little too blue, and his ears are delicately-pointed.
[ Artwork ]
[ Detectable Merits and Flaws: ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Slipped Seeming (3pt. Flaw, Changeling: Second Edition, p. 165) Your fae seeming blends into your mortal seeming and makes you obvious to those mundanes who know what to look for. A one-point would be a slight bluish cast to the skin of a troll, and a five point would be a pair of satyr's horns. This may make it difficult to explain yourself to mortals: “Ah, my friend... obviously got his head caught in a mechanical rice-picker, and fortunately there was a skilled plastic surgeon nearby...” This Flaw does not give you the benefits of certain portions of your fae mein (Goats legs will not allow you to run at advanced speeds, etc). ]
Mortal: white, black-striped tux, ponytail:
There is something primal about this man, a quietly intimidating aura about him that reaches out with soft ghost fingers and runs down a person's spine. However it is that Tannu acts, however he smiles and laughs and purrs charmingly sweet nothings, it can be felt by all those around him that he is a predator -- and perhaps, even, a nightmare.
Tannusen is currently wearing a subtly-striped formal suit; the long white jacket, fullback vest, and slacks are all three pinstriped delicately in black, ending in white shoes with black soles. In the left breast pocket of his coat is a black pocket square. The black four-in-hand tie at his neck plays a sharp contrast with his white shirt, tucked neatly into his vest.
Standing at around 6'2", Tannusen's shoulders are broad beneath his clothing, but other than 'obviously fit' it's difficult to tell his exact build through so many layers. Even so, no one could call him particularly slender, even if no one could really call him bulky, either. Long white-blond hair is pulled into a simple ponytail which reaches just past Tannusen's belt, the two thick locks left free on either side of his face are often brushed back over his shoulders, reaching the same length as the rest.
Perched upon the bridge of Tannu's long, straight nose are a pair of narrow, frameless, square-lensed glasses which change in tint with the lighting, the eyes behind them a too-vivid blue. He has a strong jaw-line and a delicate mouth that is just a tiny bit wide... overall, the man could certainly model, and is rather attractive if one at all likes his type, perhaps even more-so when he's dressed up like this.
Something is peculiar about his teeth, his upper and lower canines in specific, but it can't quite be placed. His eyes are a little too blue, and his ears are delicately-pointed.
[ Artwork ]
[ Detectable Merits and Flaws: ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Slipped Seeming (3pt. Flaw, Changeling: Second Edition, p. 165) Your fae seeming blends into your mortal seeming and makes you obvious to those mundanes who know what to look for. A one-point would be a slight bluish cast to the skin of a troll, and a five point would be a pair of satyr's horns. This may make it difficult to explain yourself to mortals: “Ah, my friend... obviously got his head caught in a mechanical rice-picker, and fortunately there was a skilled plastic surgeon nearby...” This Flaw does not give you the benefits of certain portions of your fae mein (Goats legs will not allow you to run at advanced speeds, etc). ]
Mortal: formal, white, long-coat tux, ponytail:
There is something primal about this man, a quietly intimidating aura about him that reaches out with soft ghost fingers and runs down a person's spine. However it is that Tannu acts, however he smiles and laughs and purrs charmingly sweet nothings, it can be felt by all those around him that he is a predator -- and perhaps, even, a nightmare.
Today, Tannusen is dressed in a formal suit; the long white coat is open and reaches his knees, matching sharply with his white slacks and shoes and crisp white shirt. The tie at his neck is the same too-vivid blue as his eyes, and is neatly tucked into the light charcoal gray vest beneath.
Standing at around 6'2", Tannusen's shoulders are broad beneath his clothing, but other than 'obviously fit' it's difficult to tell his exact build through so many layers. Even so, no one could call him particularly slender, even if no one could really call him bulky, either. Long white-blond hair is pulled into a simple ponytail which reaches just past Tannusen's belt, the two thick locks left free on either side of his face are often brushed back over his shoulders, reaching the same length as the rest.
Perched upon the bridge of Tannu's long, straight nose are a pair of narrow, frameless, square-lensed glasses which change in tint with the lighting. He has a strong jaw-line and a delicate mouth that is just a tiny bit wide... overall, the man could certainly model, and is rather attractive if one at all likes his type, perhaps even more-so when he's dressed up like this.
Something is peculiar about his teeth, his upper and lower canines in specific, but it can't quite be placed. His eyes are a little too blue, and his ears are delicately-pointed.
[ Artwork ]
[ Detectable Merits and Flaws: ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Slipped Seeming (3pt. Flaw, Changeling: Second Edition, p. 165) Your fae seeming blends into your mortal seeming and makes you obvious to those mundanes who know what to look for. A one-point would be a slight bluish cast to the skin of a troll, and a five point would be a pair of satyr's horns. This may make it difficult to explain yourself to mortals: “Ah, my friend... obviously got his head caught in a mechanical rice-picker, and fortunately there was a skilled plastic surgeon nearby...” This Flaw does not give you the benefits of certain portions of your fae mein (Goats legs will not allow you to run at advanced speeds, etc). ]
Fae Desc: only visibile if able to see Chimerical things, ie if Tannusen Enchants you.
One can tell at a glance what kind of Changeling Tannusen is; a tiger; it's literally all over his face and his neck -- the only skin that usually shows. The delicate and unique pattern is dark and almost tribal-looking, made of natural curves and dots rather than the purely straight lines of a cartoon.
It's obvious enough by the neck of his clothing that these markings extend further than the eye can see; dark, almost-black brown on pale, smooth skin. The most striking of all is the black around Tannu's eyes, emphasizing their color and shape; curving slightly up at the outside corners and sharply down at the inside to briefly follow along-side the bridge of his nose.
It's easily noticed when he smiles or speaks at length that Tannu's upper and lower canines are prominent and -- even if judging by looks -- /very/ sharp. Tannusen's hair is just as long as it is to mortal eyes; now bone white, streaked occasionally in inky black from root to tip, and it falls straight to where it's tucked into his coat.
His clothing consists of smooth black leather gloves, and an ankle-length white coat with a high collar, edged for the top half or so in black feathers. A tie which periodically changes colors, a white dress-shirt, black slacks, and black shoes complete Tannusen's clothing along with his glasses -- unchanging between views.
[ Markings artwork. ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
Tiger Desc: Note: there is no way to tell, even through magical means, that this isn't just a regular -- if magnificent -- giant fucking tiger.
A white Bengal tiger. No zoo's massively inbred stock could have ever produced this beast... this tiger is more likened to Mohan, the progenitor of all captive white Bengals; born of wild and strong lines and captured by humans as a cub. This is a spirit, perhaps, of the wild. Looking at this tiger -- twelve and a half feet long from nose to tail-tip and surely well over eight hundred pounds of solid cat -- it's easy to believe it.
This tiger certainly looks stronger than those seen performing, too; that long and sleek form ripples with muscle beneath an exotic pelt, fur lying flat enough to smooth along subtle curves. An eerie intelligence shines behind those striking blue eyes, round pupils staring piercingly at any object of the tiger's attention. When moving, the white Bengal shows a purpose and intent to every action that nearly-docile performers rarely do... this is a killer, a man-eater, and you very well may look like dinner.
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Only visibile if able to see Chimerical things, ie if Tannusen Enchants you: The exact same as regular desc, with one obvious exception. Beautifully-engraved plate atop leather lobster-tails over the tiger's muzzle, forehead, neck, back, and scales down his sides. More pieces are on his legs, with no straps or buckles in sight on any of it -- fitting for magical armor. This is purely Chimerical and does not show up to anyone who cannot currently see the fae. Those who can still won't know just by looking whether this is a changeling or a chimera. ]
There is something primal about this man, a quietly intimidating aura about him that reaches out with soft ghost fingers and runs down a person's spine. However it is that Tannu acts, however he smiles and laughs and purrs charmingly sweet nothings, it can be felt by all those around him that he is a predator -- and perhaps, even, a nightmare.
A tall man at around 6'2", Tannusen's shoulders are broad beneath his close-fitting t-shirt; arms, chest, and stomach showing a muscular physique beneath the cotton that no one could call slender, even if no one could really call him bulky, either. Rather, what is on him is superbly toned, the sign of a very active lifestyle and perhaps a gym membership to boot. Today, the black t-shirt is one with white-blocked black letters and a laughing man's face and hand in a retro style. In that hand is a cleaver, and the words read: "You can't have manslaughter without laughter."
Black jeans, black leather belt with a plain brushed steel buckle, and black work-boots complete his simple attire. Long white-blond hair is pulled into a simple ponytail which reaches well past Tannusen's belt, the two thick locks left free on either side of his face are often brushed back over his shoulders, reaching the same length as the rest. Perched upon the bridge of his long, straight nose are a pair of narrow, frameless, square-lensed glasses which change in tint with the lighting, the eyes behind them a shocking, too-vivid blue. He has a strong jaw-line and a delicate mouth that is just a tiny bit wide... overall, the man could certainly model, and is rather attractive if one at all likes his type.
Something is peculiar about his teeth, his upper and lower canines in specific, but it can't quite be placed. His eyes are a little too blue, and his ears are delicately-pointed.
[ Artwork ]
[ Detectable Merits and Flaws: ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Slipped Seeming (3pt. Flaw, Changeling: Second Edition, p. 165) Your fae seeming blends into your mortal seeming and makes you obvious to those mundanes who know what to look for. A one-point would be a slight bluish cast to the skin of a troll, and a five point would be a pair of satyr's horns. This may make it difficult to explain yourself to mortals: “Ah, my friend... obviously got his head caught in a mechanical rice-picker, and fortunately there was a skilled plastic surgeon nearby...” This Flaw does not give you the benefits of certain portions of your fae mein (Goats legs will not allow you to run at advanced speeds, etc). ]
Mortal: white, black-striped tux, ponytail:
There is something primal about this man, a quietly intimidating aura about him that reaches out with soft ghost fingers and runs down a person's spine. However it is that Tannu acts, however he smiles and laughs and purrs charmingly sweet nothings, it can be felt by all those around him that he is a predator -- and perhaps, even, a nightmare.
Tannusen is currently wearing a subtly-striped formal suit; the long white jacket, fullback vest, and slacks are all three pinstriped delicately in black, ending in white shoes with black soles. In the left breast pocket of his coat is a black pocket square. The black four-in-hand tie at his neck plays a sharp contrast with his white shirt, tucked neatly into his vest.
Standing at around 6'2", Tannusen's shoulders are broad beneath his clothing, but other than 'obviously fit' it's difficult to tell his exact build through so many layers. Even so, no one could call him particularly slender, even if no one could really call him bulky, either. Long white-blond hair is pulled into a simple ponytail which reaches just past Tannusen's belt, the two thick locks left free on either side of his face are often brushed back over his shoulders, reaching the same length as the rest.
Perched upon the bridge of Tannu's long, straight nose are a pair of narrow, frameless, square-lensed glasses which change in tint with the lighting, the eyes behind them a too-vivid blue. He has a strong jaw-line and a delicate mouth that is just a tiny bit wide... overall, the man could certainly model, and is rather attractive if one at all likes his type, perhaps even more-so when he's dressed up like this.
Something is peculiar about his teeth, his upper and lower canines in specific, but it can't quite be placed. His eyes are a little too blue, and his ears are delicately-pointed.
[ Artwork ]
[ Detectable Merits and Flaws: ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Slipped Seeming (3pt. Flaw, Changeling: Second Edition, p. 165) Your fae seeming blends into your mortal seeming and makes you obvious to those mundanes who know what to look for. A one-point would be a slight bluish cast to the skin of a troll, and a five point would be a pair of satyr's horns. This may make it difficult to explain yourself to mortals: “Ah, my friend... obviously got his head caught in a mechanical rice-picker, and fortunately there was a skilled plastic surgeon nearby...” This Flaw does not give you the benefits of certain portions of your fae mein (Goats legs will not allow you to run at advanced speeds, etc). ]
Mortal: formal, white, long-coat tux, ponytail:
There is something primal about this man, a quietly intimidating aura about him that reaches out with soft ghost fingers and runs down a person's spine. However it is that Tannu acts, however he smiles and laughs and purrs charmingly sweet nothings, it can be felt by all those around him that he is a predator -- and perhaps, even, a nightmare.
Today, Tannusen is dressed in a formal suit; the long white coat is open and reaches his knees, matching sharply with his white slacks and shoes and crisp white shirt. The tie at his neck is the same too-vivid blue as his eyes, and is neatly tucked into the light charcoal gray vest beneath.
Standing at around 6'2", Tannusen's shoulders are broad beneath his clothing, but other than 'obviously fit' it's difficult to tell his exact build through so many layers. Even so, no one could call him particularly slender, even if no one could really call him bulky, either. Long white-blond hair is pulled into a simple ponytail which reaches just past Tannusen's belt, the two thick locks left free on either side of his face are often brushed back over his shoulders, reaching the same length as the rest.
Perched upon the bridge of Tannu's long, straight nose are a pair of narrow, frameless, square-lensed glasses which change in tint with the lighting. He has a strong jaw-line and a delicate mouth that is just a tiny bit wide... overall, the man could certainly model, and is rather attractive if one at all likes his type, perhaps even more-so when he's dressed up like this.
Something is peculiar about his teeth, his upper and lower canines in specific, but it can't quite be placed. His eyes are a little too blue, and his ears are delicately-pointed.
[ Artwork ]
[ Detectable Merits and Flaws: ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Slipped Seeming (3pt. Flaw, Changeling: Second Edition, p. 165) Your fae seeming blends into your mortal seeming and makes you obvious to those mundanes who know what to look for. A one-point would be a slight bluish cast to the skin of a troll, and a five point would be a pair of satyr's horns. This may make it difficult to explain yourself to mortals: “Ah, my friend... obviously got his head caught in a mechanical rice-picker, and fortunately there was a skilled plastic surgeon nearby...” This Flaw does not give you the benefits of certain portions of your fae mein (Goats legs will not allow you to run at advanced speeds, etc). ]
Fae Desc: only visibile if able to see Chimerical things, ie if Tannusen Enchants you.
One can tell at a glance what kind of Changeling Tannusen is; a tiger; it's literally all over his face and his neck -- the only skin that usually shows. The delicate and unique pattern is dark and almost tribal-looking, made of natural curves and dots rather than the purely straight lines of a cartoon.
It's obvious enough by the neck of his clothing that these markings extend further than the eye can see; dark, almost-black brown on pale, smooth skin. The most striking of all is the black around Tannu's eyes, emphasizing their color and shape; curving slightly up at the outside corners and sharply down at the inside to briefly follow along-side the bridge of his nose.
It's easily noticed when he smiles or speaks at length that Tannu's upper and lower canines are prominent and -- even if judging by looks -- /very/ sharp. Tannusen's hair is just as long as it is to mortal eyes; now bone white, streaked occasionally in inky black from root to tip, and it falls straight to where it's tucked into his coat.
His clothing consists of smooth black leather gloves, and an ankle-length white coat with a high collar, edged for the top half or so in black feathers. A tie which periodically changes colors, a white dress-shirt, black slacks, and black shoes complete Tannusen's clothing along with his glasses -- unchanging between views.
[ Markings artwork. ]
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
Tiger Desc: Note: there is no way to tell, even through magical means, that this isn't just a regular -- if magnificent -- giant fucking tiger.
A white Bengal tiger. No zoo's massively inbred stock could have ever produced this beast... this tiger is more likened to Mohan, the progenitor of all captive white Bengals; born of wild and strong lines and captured by humans as a cub. This is a spirit, perhaps, of the wild. Looking at this tiger -- twelve and a half feet long from nose to tail-tip and surely well over eight hundred pounds of solid cat -- it's easy to believe it.
This tiger certainly looks stronger than those seen performing, too; that long and sleek form ripples with muscle beneath an exotic pelt, fur lying flat enough to smooth along subtle curves. An eerie intelligence shines behind those striking blue eyes, round pupils staring piercingly at any object of the tiger's attention. When moving, the white Bengal shows a purpose and intent to every action that nearly-docile performers rarely do... this is a killer, a man-eater, and you very well may look like dinner.
[ Intimidation (3pt. Merit, Pooka Kithbook, p. 87) Something in the way you move or the way your eyes shift over your environment worries people. You have a natural aura of danger that tickles the short-hairs on people's necks. You walk into a room and the crowd goes still. When passing you on the sidewalk, other pedestrians give you a wide berth, sometimes even crossing the street to avoid you. One look is all it takes. Only the bravest, most brash opponent will openly challenge you. This works in your favor, but it's a lonely way to go through life. Of course, this also draws the attention of those hard-asses looking for someone to knock down a few pegs. (You receive a -2 to your difficulty on all rolls related to intimidation.) ]
[ Only visibile if able to see Chimerical things, ie if Tannusen Enchants you: The exact same as regular desc, with one obvious exception. Beautifully-engraved plate atop leather lobster-tails over the tiger's muzzle, forehead, neck, back, and scales down his sides. More pieces are on his legs, with no straps or buckles in sight on any of it -- fitting for magical armor. This is purely Chimerical and does not show up to anyone who cannot currently see the fae. Those who can still won't know just by looking whether this is a changeling or a chimera. ]