Johari
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Name: Johari Viperclaw
Race: Spotted Gnoll Gender: Female Age: Adult Height: 6'5"(195.6cm) Weight: 225lb(102kg) Build: Muscular, Sturdy Fur Color: Dark/Light Brown Eye color: Orange -Keeps a Golden Eagle as a hunting partner, usually seen perching nearby. It's a bird. Very describe. ================================== Physical Description: Ah, Gnollish pride. For some of them, it meant how many heads you could nail to your armor. For others, the number of slaves pulling your wacky circus throne around... And for some, how loud your metal band could shout YEENOGHU to the skies. But for others yet, pure strength and skill is honored above everything else. Johari comes from such a tribe, and was brought up through a cubhood full of martial training and battle discipline, a rarity for many tribals. As such, she has grown tall and broad, packing a muscle-bound physique trimmed for running and fighting. A warrior through and through. While Johari's form is a bit more muscular than what would be considered 'ladylike', nobody really has time for being soft and dainty when you've got caravans to raid, giant scorpions to wrestle, and other Gnolls in check. Besides, she at least has -some- femininity to her form, it's just... Hidden under the muscles and anger. Covering muscles, anger, and whatever softness she does have is a spotted pelt of savannah-brown fur that lightens up down her front. Unlike MANY of her ilk, this spot-covered weirdo seems to take personal grooming quite seriously. Both her pelt and her gear are kept clean, with particular focus being taken on her mane. While that horrible hyena fauxhawk might flow wild from the top of her head and down her spine to the spot between her shoulderblades, it too is kept clean and combed free of debris. Appearances seem to have been a big part of Johari's former tribe, and she takes pride in it all, from mane to tail. No musky huskies over here... Or rotten blood in the mane. Who even does that? Befitting her lot in life and the purpose she once served, her past battles are illustrated in her flesh, scars peeking through the fur here and there where she's survived blade, arrow, or tooth. The most noteworthy of these is a long cut from her muzzle to her cheek on the left side of her face, a notch in her left ear, as well as a deeper cut running down her forehead to the bridge of her muzzle. It seems that being thick-skulled has its advantages... As does carrying around a big desert glaive. Worn with pride alongside her scars and usual frown is a set of leather armor one might expect to find on a Gnollish raider from the Sands, though a solid steel breastplate of fine make serves to make her stand out a bit from the chaotic rank and file in the desert. For anyone more familiar with the structure of larger Gnoll Tribes, the beads she wears also serve to show off her rank in the clan. This particular set paints her as a member of a Clanmother's personal guard, which generally means getting first pick of spoils in a raid, as well as getting much more food than a lowborn would. It's quite strange for a Gnoll her age to have such a station, young and inexperienced as she is, but she seems steady enough. Maybe she's born with it. Maybe it's Maybel-yeen. ================================== Personality: For the entirety of Johari's short lifespan up to this point, every action has been motivated by pride and survival. Through great determination, she earned the muscles she carries, the weapon at her side, and the approval of her Clanmother. It is this same determination that fuels an ever-present need for self betterment, but also a protective and almost territorial nature. Of course, determination and fury is what keeps one alive in the harsh desert of a harsh world that doesn't want Gnolls, and a certain level of intensity is almost always laid bare on Johari's face and general mood. One might mistake it for her being perpetually pissed off... And while that might be the case sometimes, she just has resting bitch face. Uh... Resting yeen face? While she is quick to maintain a hard, strong, prideful exterior, youthful doubt and indecision still gnaws at her heart- And these days, she almost seems jumpy. A tribe Gnoll in an unfamiliar place without a pack is a fine recipe for anxiety, social nerds as they are... Problematic or not. When hyenas laugh, it's really just a cry for help, like a teenager shoplifting at Hot Topic. Her apparent anger and occasional speech-invading growl, Johari speaks with a calm and professional tone one might not expect from a dirty scav from some cosmic cat's litter box of a desert, and the yeen's apparent traversal of a great interdimensional sphincter that has her landing in? Wherever this is hasn't beat her down too much. Yet, being separated from her tribe might be preying upon a great fear for any social creature- Being alone. Being from a relatively simple existence, Johari generally goes for simple solutions to her problems... But fuck are the problems posed by this change in scenery complicated, and boy is she bad at math. While the stereotype of a Gnollish Raider usually includes copious volumes of drool and parental disappointment, Johari does actually hide a fair bit of intelligence in that thick skull of hers. That being said, it is often turned towards tactics both logical and otherwise, too busy worrying about basic survival to be bothered with things like knowing algebra or which fork to use for your salad at a fancy dinner. After all, she does have similar tools pre-packed on her paws... And give her a break, she's barely an adult At least she's never been vaccinated, so she doesn't have to worry about that. Languages Known: Gnollish, Common Voice Ref: Jen Hale (FemShep from Mass Effect, just slightly... Growlier. Yes, I'm an idiot.) ================================== NSFW stuff: Preeetty vanilla aside from being a dirty furry. Johari ain't got no peen, pseudo or otherwise. Does 'Angry' count as a gender? I don't entirely understand this table here, but I'm using it anyways. I believe in you. White Lights: / Character Building, Plot, Emote Combat/Sparring, blah blah blah. Not generally an openly-sexual character. Green Lights: Natural Romance stuff. Shit doesn't do well if it's forced. Generally into M/F. Light Kink shit? Inquire withiiiin... Well, DM me. One would think talking about sex would cum without inhibition on a server featuring Richard the Giant Sentient Walrus Dong, but maybe I'm just a shy piece of shit. Who knows? Yellow lights: F/F, other stuff. Dunno. Red Lights: Vore/Scat/WS/Macro/NonCon/Pineapple on Pizza/Yada yada. I'm not one for the more extreme kinks. |
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Player: | Termignoll Velocity |
Gender (Visually): | Female |
Race (Visually): | Human |