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@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Name: Nero Afloriment
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Age: 19
Species: Werewolf
Personality: ISTP-A, goal-oriented, stoic, decisive, vulnerable, naive, a soft boi who knows his limits, kinda a dudebro, dry, toilette sense of humor, with an 'it-is-what-it-is' outlook on the world, and a goal to help his loved ones and improve himself, weird too.
Appearance: He is 6'1" tall, and 153 lb, with short, unruly brown hair, thin eyebrows, and slate blue eyes, he has a hard-lined, gaunt-profiled face, and powerfully-etched, narrowly streamlined rectangular body, with long, strong limbs too.
Likes: A thick wallet, nice wheels, a charitable reputation, plenty of sleep.
Dislikes: Billiards, wine, hammocks, waterbeds, air mattresses, and prudence.
Talents: Decent deductive skills, and diplomatic abilities, good sense of direction and internal clock, can throw and take many a good punch, and is a decent dancer.
Flaws: Does things most people deem disgusting which his kind don't, enjoys money and peacocking around town way too much.
Powers…
-Nero can shift from human form to wolf form and take a variety of forms in-between the two.
-He has truly superhuman senses, strength, stamina, agility, speed, durability and regeneration.
-Nero can attach parts from others to his own, provided that of himself is removed first, howevet his body will reject it after a few days.
-His blood is mildly intoxicating to most other species too.
-Nero can sense, and interact with spirits such as ghosts, angels, and demons too.
Weaknesses: Nero can and likely will die of old age, as well as (far less likely) toxins, drug overdose, disease, and trauma, like anyone else. Even if it is much, much harder to inflict on him.
Other: His family is rich, and he lives on his own.

@TinyMagicWolf pets

Okay I have the thingy but I might need to change some stuff around, did you want me to format the template the same as your character's?

@TinyMagicWolf pets

Name: Marchosias "Marcus" Well
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Gay
Age: 17
Species: Faun
Personality: Generally cheery and shy around strangers, but he usually warms up easily. Very patient with people, tries to avoid conflict, and would try to talk out a bad situation before it gets physical. He likes to draw in his free time, when he isn't singing or playing his flute. Mom Friend™; he really just wants people to be okay.
Appearance: 5'2, light skin, neck-length blonde hair with faint teal highlights, and round, light green eyes. His leg and tail fur match his hair, and he has small white horns. He wears a slightly over-sized lavender sweater and a mint green scarf. In his human form, he wears the same thing but with purple pants and green and white shoes. He doesn't really consider it a "human form", but more just his camouflage. He has scars from his left shoulder to his elbow, and a few on the left side of his face.
Talents: playing the pan flute, weaving and crochet, singing, tracking, swordsmanship
Powers: He can use music to control the minds of humans and weaker creatures but would never do so unless absolutely necessary. Instead, he uses his music to lighten people's emotions, help them sleep, etc. He knows his way around medical supplies quite well, and, when tending to someone, can play or sing a tune that will make them unaware of any pain, kind of putting them in a trance.
Weaknesses: Easily frightened, afraid of heights and loud noises, hates being without with his flute
Other: There's a shape-shifting shadow creature that follows him around

(FINALLY here's my baby, is he okay? Also, I just saw John Wick 3 and it was absolutely amazing.)

@Shuri-the-Floof-Doggo

Nero sucked air in ravenously, preparing to howl, before letting loose an overwhelmingly loud, ghastly howl. It echoed through the trees, spreading across the land like wildfire, this howl. Rising up over the sounds of the dense woodlands below. Enormous pine trees getting up from the ground trying to Lance the sky, which was rosey, and full of irange, purple, and pink. The sun started to sit behind the trees.

@TinyMagicWolf pets

Marcus's flute went high-pitched and off tune as he flinched at the sound that swept through the clearing. He nearly fell off the stone he was settled on, his tail and ears sticking up in alarm. The small group of animals that had gathered to listen to his song scattered into the trees - all except the shadow creature that rarely seemed to leave his side. This creature jumped up onto the faun's small figure and curled around his shoulders, flicking his cheek with its wispy tail and glowering at the trees, towards where the howl had come from. "I-it's okay." Marcus whispered to his companion, reaching up to pat its head. "I'm fine. You'd think after hearing those kinds of sounds for most of my life I'd be used to it by now." His fur still prickled.

@TinyMagicWolf pets

Marcus hopped down from the stone, and the shadow crawled down his body until it was on the ground. "That did sound a bit close, though, so maybe we should head home?" He asked the shadow, who looked up at him with its pupil-less, midnight blue eyes, and tilted its head. "Right. Let's go, then." He put his pan flute into the pouch hanging from his neck, mentally thanking his rabbit friend for giving him the leather project so it'd be easier to carry around. In her words, "Since he just wouldn't put the thing in the pouch he already carries everywhere, this was the next best thing." He'd have to make her something in return.