Joining the RPG

Post here if you want to join the RPG, after reading the rules. Use this profile format:

Name:
Species(If not Human):
Gender:
Age:
Height:
Length:
Wingspan:
Main area you inhabit:
Short description of physical traits:
Brief Biography:
Writing sample¹:

Just fill this out and post, based on the rules here and the bestiary, and we'll add your character into the game.



¹This should be AT LEAST one paragraph or six sentences. This needs to show off your best writing ability, and counts the most toward you getting accepted.

I'm kinda busy with the Carnivores SC... I'll write one up as soon as I finish with the SC.

EDIT:

Name:
Reyx (Pronounced Ray-ix)
Species:
Velociraptor mongoliensis
Gender:
Male
Age
3 and 3 quarter years (19 in human years, thus he is mature)
Height:
Approx 4 ft tall
Length:
Approx 8 ft long
Wingspan:
No wings
Main area you inhabit:
7 - The Lagoon
Short description of physical traits:
Rather short retractable claws, he usually only resorts to using them when in a fierce fight and kills his food with his teeth and clawed hands. Is generally a typical raptor in appearance excepting his dark Green stripes on his desert sand colored hide.
Brief Biography: Reyx was abandoned by his pack as a hatchling and had to survive the cruel island and it's other inhabitants. His odd markings make him easily distinguishable in a crowd, and has caused him much grief among other Raptors when they weren't trying to kill him.
A generally quiet and intelligent being, he spends his time sitting on boulders or cliffs and gazing at the rest of the island. He has lived near the Lagoon for most of his life and calls the area his home.
Reyx is a decent swimmer and is able to solve complex problems, using his brains more than brawn in his endeavors to secure a meal.
Writing sample1: (Sorry if you didn't want a 3rd person, I can rewrite it as a 1st person...)
The sun was almost below the horizon. Reyx was getting excited and nervous as the night started to take form as an absence of bright light.
And then, the sun was gone and only the silver moon lit up the island.
Reyx slipped off his boulder and pushed through the thick vegetation, heading straight for the lagoon.

His thirst had built up over the afternoon and he had been to busy watching a family of small Green Dryosaurs to leave for the lagoon earlier.
Now it was dark, the time where he was comfortable and claimed the lagoon as his own. He strutted out and stopped by the edge of the lagoon, his keen Emerald eyes scanning the dark surroundings for a threat before he leaned forward and lapped up the cool water.

He lifted his head, small drops of the plain water clung to his chin and upper jaw. He had satisfied his thirst, and now needed to tend to the hunger that tore at his stomach. "The family..." he thought calmly as he left the lagoon and followed a well beaten path through the trees and underbrush.
It took him little over a few minutes to find the sleeping Dryosaurs. Their green hide helped to hide them in the grass as they slept. But Reyx's keen eyes spotted them easily.

He felt guilty about what he was going to do. But he knew the natural order of things, and he needed to eat or he wouldn't last another day.
Choosing the smaller, more runty Dryosaur, he quickly pounced on it, snapped it's neck and rushed off towards his boulder with the Dryosaurs corpse cradled in his arms, before anything had begun to even comprehend what had just happened.

Here's my first character/

Name:Gold eye
Species:Tyrannosaurus rex
Gender:Male
Age:27
Height:20 feet
Length:40 feet
Wingspan:N/A
Main area inhabited:The river
Short description of physical traits:The top of his skull, much of his sides and his back are brown. The lower half is yellow in color. His eyes are also yellow, with the right one having a scar on it that came from a raptor that slash his eye when he was young. He is blind in the scared eye.
Brief Biography:Personality wise, Gold eye is calm, rarley loses control of his emmotions and generaly prefers to keep to himself. If he is in a mood to be social, he doesn't like the creature he is in the prescense of to be on the side in which he is blind. Regarding his past, his life was normal for the most part, but this all changed when he was 2 years old, in which he wandered away from his nest and ran into a raptor that was looking for a meal. It was during Goold eye's effort to escape that his right eye was slashed by the raptor, blinding him in that eye permanently. Once he was fully grown, he established himself a territory close to the river to ensure that he would have easy access to a water supply.
Writing sample:Not far from the left bank of the river, the trees began to shake, being pushed not by the wind, but something else that was also powerful. It didn't take long for the cause of the shaking trees to step into the open and reveal itself. The large tyrannosaur walked towards the river bank with large strides, his three toed feet leaving tracks in the ground that indicated they had been there for a few seconds before they had been lifted. Gold eye reached the river bank half a minute later and stepped into the water until it was over his feet, hiding them from the view of anything that might be watching from a distance. The large carnivore lowered his head and opened his tooth filled jaws just enough for the water to enter his lower jaw before tilting his head back enough to cause the water to go down his large throat, an area that many creatures feared they're lifeless bodies might go down eventually. Once he felt the liquid go down his throat, Gold eye opened his jaws once more to allow water to enter, his thirst not even close to being quenched at this time.

Rex, your profile is excellent, you're in.

Ice King, you're in as well, just try to tone down the unecessary descriptions.

Here's my character's profile:

Name: Razorclaw
Species: Velociraptor antirrhopus "carnivorensis"
Gender: Male
Age: 4 and a half years
Height: 6 feet
Length: 13 feet
Wingspan: N/A
Main area you inhabit: The Eastern Mountains
Short description of physical traits: Typical-looking male Carnivorensis. He's average height and length, with the characteristic yellow-green back, brown stripes and grey-white underside.
Brief Biography: When Razorclaw was born, his father had left-- moved to the other side of the island with the rest of his siblings. He was raised by his mother and packmates in the Northern Highlands, until his mother was killed when he was 2 years old by a Utahraptor raid on thier nest. Razorclaw then sought out maternal care from one of the pack's other females who had no chicks of her own. When he was 3, an agressive male took over the pack and killed several of the young. Razorclaw fought off the male twice before he gave up and banned him from the pack, forcing him down into the mountains. There, Razorclaw wandered around, sleeping where he could, avoiding predators and trying to survive, knowing that he could never go bakc north, which was the only place he felt safe. The rest of the island was totally alien to him, and he had heard horrifying stories about giant monsters in the south that could swallow him whole! Soon, though, he became less afraid as he reach maturity at four, and began to venture around his area more, occasionaly skirmishing with other carnivores in the area. He now lives in the westmost valley in the mountains.
Writing sample:

Razorclaw blinked awake, woken by the sound of raptor chatter nearby. Through the trees, he heard the bark of a raptor that was calming. Talking. Just chatter, really. He got to his feet and started in the brush cautiously after the sound. He walked for a short while before coming to a clearing. He peered through a bush to see what was going on. Two males were fighting, while another one watched, a female standing nearby. She was the one he'd heard barking-- the males were hissing and fighting. The female carnivorensis barked at them again, but whether this was an encouragement or a cese and desist ws unclear. All Razorclaw knew was that the female stuck out to him, while the males all blended with the landscape. Engulfed in his daydreams, he failed to notice that he was walking out into the clearing, the two males spotted him instantly and turned to attack him, kncoking him to the ground with their combined force and biting at him before Razorclaw could react. He tried to push them away but they overpowered him.

The next thing he knew, he was standing up, one of the males on the ground, bleeding out of his neck. Had he done that? He couldn't remember, it happened too fast. The other male backed up from him and then lunged fast, slicing into Razorclaw's front and shoulder. He yelped and slashed at the other raptor, who ducked and kicked him in the chest, and he fell back. The male roared at him as he hobbled back out of the clearing, banging into a tree as he did so. He stumbled around and finally came to a stop, squatting down to sit, dazed from the battle. He rolled onto his side, and fell asleep again, dreaming of the female raptor he had seen.

That's pretty awesome Seis! And whoot! I'm in!

EDIT: (Editing my post to not spam)

Okay, sure thing!

Lol, you're too kind.

You can go right ahead and post-- Nothing else you have to do. But for now let;s try to keep this thread clean of Off Topic junk.

My second Character, an Herbivore.

Name: Cirae (See - Ree)
Species: Corythosarus
Gender: Female
Age: 7
Height: 13 Feet at the Hips
Length: 30 Feet
Wingspan: N/A
Main area you inhabit: The Lagoon, with the rest of her herd
Short description of physical traits: Cirae has the normal shape of an adult Corythosaur female, her body being a wild mixture of orange and green splotches of colour and her undrside a grey-white. Long patches of yellow-green creating 'sleeves' down her foearms. Her crest is also an interesting myriad of colors.
Brief Biography: Cirae is an adult female Corythosaur living in a medium-sized herd of 6 other adults and 8 infants. She is currently without a mate, living in the Lagoon area. Her herd migrated there a few years ago ever since the Velociraptors had come down from the north onto the rich gametrial, driving them southward. She has found the lagoons to be fascinating, despite the constant insects buzzing around and the warm mud everywhere. The leader of the herd, Scarab, is planning to move them away, soon, back to the game trail.
Writing sample: N/A