Post by SURMA on Dec 12, 2012 22:00:35 GMT -5
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SECTION II - PHYSICAL ATTRIBUTES
SECTION III - Psychological Evaluation
PERSONALITY: The Menagerie has taken him. Bran is no longer who he use to be, and is wholly Surma of the Carna. Like a heeled watch dog he listens to no one but Seija, and cares about no one but Seija. With time, pain, and experiences, Bran turned into a well-rounded and intelligent man. He has remained rather quiet, and quite elusively hard to predict. He reads people well, and makes an effort to find the positivity in everyone. Bran does not lie. He does not feel the need to. He does not cheat, nor back stab - not even here in the Menagerie. When Bran makes a promise, his word is his bond. He is extremely protective of his family, and those he considers weaker then himself. As a rather large man, he is quite intimidating when he wishes to be, and his air of confidence is something to behold considering his prior lifestyle. He possesses an almost superhuman amount of tolerance and patience, exercising his qualities often with the less liked of the Menagerie. It is difficult to insult him, or rile him, and even more difficult to anger him, but when he does get angered, his temper is legendary. Bran can take a good joke as easily as a bad one, and simply carries on. SECTION IV - SUBJECT BACKGROUND
SUBJECT HISTORY: There was a span of many months that Bran was re-captured by the Keepers for a X Project. After painfully forcing him to remain in his horse form through-out his splicing , growing of his scales, and changing of his body they then used him in fights against other splices to test weaknesses and see how effective their new "natural war horse" was. Bran was stripped of anything human, and was released back in to the Menagerie as an angry, reckless animal in pain mkaing many mindless attacks on both the Fallen and Carna territories. That was when Seija, Lead hunter of the Carna found him. The first not to attack him, there was something about her that the Monster Bran had become could submit to ... and she named him Surma - and so he always shall be. Finishing his senior year, he decided to leave the quiet town. Julliard was holding auditions at Illinois State, in Normal, and with his parents blessings, Bran won a scholarship into the prestigious art school easily. Two years later saw the world saw a new Bran. He had never known how much he was missing, and thoroughly enjoyed his years in school. That year he met Natasha, a ballerina who was also in Julliard. At first everything seemed perfect. They became well known on campus, and spent most of their nights together, but Natasha had a secret she had well hidden until after their passionate relationship began. She was a complete terror. Soon, all of Bran’s time outside of classes was monopolized by Natasha, all conversation pertained to her and her goals and dreams, and God help the person that got in her way. She was underhanded, vicious, and had a gorgeous face to hide it. Bran changed a lot through these two years, now less of a pushover and not so quiet, he decided to end it with Natasha. The argument lasted hours, and her violent temper finally sent him to the streets to cool out the building anger he never knew he had. She was a nightmare, a bitch, and he had done well to end it. Stepping off the subway, he realized he had no idea where he was. Pacing up the stairs topside, he could see a stretch of street he had never seen. Deciding to catch a cab, he walked through an alleyway … “What happened?” asked a dazed Bran. The light was too bright, and he felt too hot. His mouth was like sandpaper, and there was a high pitched ring in his ears. “You’re in the hospital. You were found in an ally pretty badly beaten,” a female voice answered him. She leaned over him with a flashlight, briskly checking his eyes, then asking if he remembered his name. “Bran, my name is Bran,” he answered. His tongue found where his lip had been split, and his face hurt when he winced away from the flashlight. Looking down, he noticed several marks, and bruises on his arms and looked up to the nurse. “How long have I been here?” “Just long enough to get a blood test and have positive results,” she said professionally, then turned to a white coated man in the room. “He seems well enough Doctor; I don’t think he’s sustained any more injuries then surface flaws. You may take him,” and with that she left the room. When Bran woke up again, he wished he hadn’t. In the Keeper’s clutches he sustained more pain than he thought a person could survive, and when they were done with him they dumped him into the Menagerie, and the rest as they say … is history. SECTION V - OOC INFORMATION
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