Post by Scar Taka on Mar 30, 2014 23:31:34 GMT -5
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Christopher Heyerdahl
Name:
Scar Taka
Gender:
Male
Age:
45
Occupation:
OR: Prince of the pridelands short time as King. SB: Owner of a Sunkiss spa
Family:
Mohatu (grandfather), Ahadi (father), Uru (mother), Mufasa (brother), Sarabi (sister-in-law), Simba (nephew), Kopa (great-nephew), Kiara (great-niece), Kovu (adoptive son/great-nephew-in-law)
Friends: Zira and her pride, the Hyenas
Enemies: Pridelanders (Simba's and Mufasa's pride), Timon, Zazu, Rafki, Pumba.
Strengths: Strength, intelligence, charisma, charm, Manipulation.
Weaknesses: Blinded by power and greed, Sucker for his ego being stroked,
Quote: "Long live the King.", "I'm the King! I can do whatever I want!", "I despise guessing games."
,
"I'm surrounded by idiots."
Personality: Scar has out most hatred towards his brother Mufasa and his nephew Simba. He felt it was his birth right to take his father's place as king even though he was second born. There was even a time he accepted his brother's position as King but angered him more when he found out his brother had a son. Which pushed him back even more. He's narcissistic person over all. For years he plotted his brother's death and he even left his minions to kill off Simba (Failed). Even though he manged to kill his brother (Maybe? If someone creates him) he even managed to scare his little nephew in to thinking it was him to killed his father. Which in tern helped him to create a lie to take his throne as King of the Pridelands. Even though he would never admit that his brother was a far better King then him.
He is highly intelligent and always talks with some sarcasm and subtle insults to people lesser to him. He is a coward through and through. He will always run away when things go bad and usually has other's doing his dirty work for him while depending on what it is either leaving himself blameless or taking full credit for the idea. He seems lazy and lacks passion for anything. He has often insulted himself saying that he lesser then some fooling people into thinking that he couldn't be capable of anything. But in reality he can. He is charming and charismatic. Often fooling even the smartest or wises person out there. He longs for one day to gain his position as King again but now he sits and he waits.
History: My childhood as a cub was normal. Nothing to strange or different. I was the second eldest child and third in line to the throne. I was always considered an outcast by many as well as not really liked. I usually stuck to myself. When I was sixteen years old my father had made his announcement that my eldest brother Mufasa was next in line to the throne to the who pride and pridelanders. Even thou I knew I would never see the throne but still I longed for it. I grew angry at my father for his choice. Resentment grew towards my father as well as my brother. As I tried to talk to my father about it, he wouldn't budge and so I ran off. While I was away I ran into three hyena's. Their names were Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. Some way the convinced me that if I made my brother look like a fool then it would make me look better. Making it seem that it was I who was suited more for the thrown then my brother.
So I hatched a plan more or less. See I knew there was this bull that presided near the watering hole. No other animal would drink from such a stop while as the bully was there. Returning home I convinced my brother to go down to the watering hole at the same time the bull was there. When my brother arrived the bull was angry by the site of my brother being there. Mufasa tried to reason with the bull. So I decided that was the moment I would step in. I told the bull to stand aside for the Lion King or fight him. The bull, on cute, ran after my brother. But my brother was saved by the annoying monkey Rafiki and the bull interned came after me. The stupid bull got me on the side of the face with his horn leaving a deep scar on my face. But brother trying to all heroic tries to save me but soon my father arrived and the bull fled in fear.
I then changed my name to Scar as a reminder of my first failure.
The rest of my life I lived in Pride Rock alone and distant from everyone. Eventually my father died leaving my brother King and despite what I did to him he allowed me to live there. While living there I was a loaf and wonder. Always hated by others but I didn't really care. Eventually my brother had a son and I saw my position as King slipping away. Zazu was a great reminder in reminding me that I missed my nephews announcement to the world. Instead of feeling sorry about it I attacked Zazu and just so kindly placed him in my mouth. I would have ate him saving him from the troubles of the world but my brother showed up and I spat him out. I felt no need to talk to my brother about things so I left. My nephew grew up and would bother me when ever it could. I did my best to be charming and endearing to the boy even though I was more then happy to see him dead. I was a nice consistent reminder of what I would never have.
Planning my brother's death took time and I used Simba as a way of making it work. I consulted with my dearest friends Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. Together I convinced my brother Simba was in trouble down at the gorge. I pretended I was worried about his safety while I followed my dear brother to help him. I even watched my plan fold out while Mufasa was trying to save him. He managed to save the boy but found trouble helping himself. So instead I decided to help my dear brother and "Oops" I lost grip and he died being trampled on by Wildebeest. I watched my brother die with great joy. After it was done I went to go see the corpse. When I arrived there was my nephew curled by his father. I had one down and one more to go. I comforted my nephew in his time of grief but and I convinced him that was he who killed his father.
I told him the best thing to do was to run away and never come back. So he did. I told Shenzi, Banzai and Ed to go after him and finish the job. While they were dealing with that I returned to Pride Rock. I told the pride what had happened in deepest sadness I took the seat of the throne and I was the new King. As time went on I ruled over Pride Rock. I encountered a new pride of lionesses and I met a female named Zira. I was amazingly beautiful and wondrous one. She had lost her mate long ago and was mother to three cubs. I took her cubs in as my own and her youngest I claimed him as my own son and next in line to the throne. I spend most of my time with him before rumors that Mufasa wasn't dead. I grew scared that he might actually be back. But come to find out it was my nephew Simba. I was quite angry with my friends Shenzi, Banzai and Ed for not doing what I told them to do. But I fought my nephew to the death. Even though I was pushed over and landed on the ground. I was betrayed by Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. As they came to attack me I vanished. I didn't how long this happened by I traveled from place to place. But not as a lion but as a human.
Eventually I landed to place called the Enchanted Forest. I was a simple person mostly. Wonder as always. I kept to myself but through my travels I came across this maiden. I didn't know who she was but she as beautiful. I wanted to know I wanted to make myself known to her but before I could a cloud of smoke came.
Storybrooke
I don't remember much of my childhood really. All I knew was I was a business owner of Sunkiss Spa where anyone in Storybrooke came by to have a nice spa day. I mostly kept to myself, did my work and that was it. Rumor was going around that the Savior had arrive to Storybrook. Curious about it I looked into it. She was a woman named Emma Swan. She didn't look so impressive nor did I really care or extend a greeting towards her. So I went back to my own things. When the curse was lifted it took me a moment to remember whom I was. And once I found out who I was I decided to not make a huge announcement about it. That perhaps it wasn't a good idea. So I continued doing what I was doing. Being a business man.
I often wonder about this new place. I knew I wasn't in my own world but I wondered if I could leave Storybrook and actually explore the outside world. But then again rumors had it that once someone crossed the line that they went back in to forgetting who they were and reverted to what ever the Evil Queen give that person for a personality. I don't know about you but I was in no mood in being a charming and understanding business man. No For once it was nice to actually be my old self again. These days I sit and wait until the right moment hits to where I gain power again and take my rightful place as King even if it means to this little town of Storybrook. So be it!
Likes: Power, getting what he wants, singing, respect, money, statues
Dislikes: Simba, Mufasa, fighting his own battles, being second-best, his brother's name being mentioned, not getting his way, not being obeyed, guessing games (he says), violence (or so he says), his minions failing him, the song "It's a small world after all"
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Image/Face claim:
Christopher Heyerdahl
Name:
Scar Taka
Gender:
Male
Age:
45
Occupation:
OR: Prince of the pridelands short time as King. SB: Owner of a Sunkiss spa
Family:
Mohatu (grandfather), Ahadi (father), Uru (mother), Mufasa (brother), Sarabi (sister-in-law), Simba (nephew), Kopa (great-nephew), Kiara (great-niece), Kovu (adoptive son/great-nephew-in-law)
Friends: Zira and her pride, the Hyenas
Enemies: Pridelanders (Simba's and Mufasa's pride), Timon, Zazu, Rafki, Pumba.
Strengths: Strength, intelligence, charisma, charm, Manipulation.
Weaknesses: Blinded by power and greed, Sucker for his ego being stroked,
Quote: "Long live the King.", "I'm the King! I can do whatever I want!", "I despise guessing games."
,
"I'm surrounded by idiots."
Personality: Scar has out most hatred towards his brother Mufasa and his nephew Simba. He felt it was his birth right to take his father's place as king even though he was second born. There was even a time he accepted his brother's position as King but angered him more when he found out his brother had a son. Which pushed him back even more. He's narcissistic person over all. For years he plotted his brother's death and he even left his minions to kill off Simba (Failed). Even though he manged to kill his brother (Maybe? If someone creates him) he even managed to scare his little nephew in to thinking it was him to killed his father. Which in tern helped him to create a lie to take his throne as King of the Pridelands. Even though he would never admit that his brother was a far better King then him.
He is highly intelligent and always talks with some sarcasm and subtle insults to people lesser to him. He is a coward through and through. He will always run away when things go bad and usually has other's doing his dirty work for him while depending on what it is either leaving himself blameless or taking full credit for the idea. He seems lazy and lacks passion for anything. He has often insulted himself saying that he lesser then some fooling people into thinking that he couldn't be capable of anything. But in reality he can. He is charming and charismatic. Often fooling even the smartest or wises person out there. He longs for one day to gain his position as King again but now he sits and he waits.
History: My childhood as a cub was normal. Nothing to strange or different. I was the second eldest child and third in line to the throne. I was always considered an outcast by many as well as not really liked. I usually stuck to myself. When I was sixteen years old my father had made his announcement that my eldest brother Mufasa was next in line to the throne to the who pride and pridelanders. Even thou I knew I would never see the throne but still I longed for it. I grew angry at my father for his choice. Resentment grew towards my father as well as my brother. As I tried to talk to my father about it, he wouldn't budge and so I ran off. While I was away I ran into three hyena's. Their names were Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. Some way the convinced me that if I made my brother look like a fool then it would make me look better. Making it seem that it was I who was suited more for the thrown then my brother.
So I hatched a plan more or less. See I knew there was this bull that presided near the watering hole. No other animal would drink from such a stop while as the bully was there. Returning home I convinced my brother to go down to the watering hole at the same time the bull was there. When my brother arrived the bull was angry by the site of my brother being there. Mufasa tried to reason with the bull. So I decided that was the moment I would step in. I told the bull to stand aside for the Lion King or fight him. The bull, on cute, ran after my brother. But my brother was saved by the annoying monkey Rafiki and the bull interned came after me. The stupid bull got me on the side of the face with his horn leaving a deep scar on my face. But brother trying to all heroic tries to save me but soon my father arrived and the bull fled in fear.
I then changed my name to Scar as a reminder of my first failure.
The rest of my life I lived in Pride Rock alone and distant from everyone. Eventually my father died leaving my brother King and despite what I did to him he allowed me to live there. While living there I was a loaf and wonder. Always hated by others but I didn't really care. Eventually my brother had a son and I saw my position as King slipping away. Zazu was a great reminder in reminding me that I missed my nephews announcement to the world. Instead of feeling sorry about it I attacked Zazu and just so kindly placed him in my mouth. I would have ate him saving him from the troubles of the world but my brother showed up and I spat him out. I felt no need to talk to my brother about things so I left. My nephew grew up and would bother me when ever it could. I did my best to be charming and endearing to the boy even though I was more then happy to see him dead. I was a nice consistent reminder of what I would never have.
Planning my brother's death took time and I used Simba as a way of making it work. I consulted with my dearest friends Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. Together I convinced my brother Simba was in trouble down at the gorge. I pretended I was worried about his safety while I followed my dear brother to help him. I even watched my plan fold out while Mufasa was trying to save him. He managed to save the boy but found trouble helping himself. So instead I decided to help my dear brother and "Oops" I lost grip and he died being trampled on by Wildebeest. I watched my brother die with great joy. After it was done I went to go see the corpse. When I arrived there was my nephew curled by his father. I had one down and one more to go. I comforted my nephew in his time of grief but and I convinced him that was he who killed his father.
I told him the best thing to do was to run away and never come back. So he did. I told Shenzi, Banzai and Ed to go after him and finish the job. While they were dealing with that I returned to Pride Rock. I told the pride what had happened in deepest sadness I took the seat of the throne and I was the new King. As time went on I ruled over Pride Rock. I encountered a new pride of lionesses and I met a female named Zira. I was amazingly beautiful and wondrous one. She had lost her mate long ago and was mother to three cubs. I took her cubs in as my own and her youngest I claimed him as my own son and next in line to the throne. I spend most of my time with him before rumors that Mufasa wasn't dead. I grew scared that he might actually be back. But come to find out it was my nephew Simba. I was quite angry with my friends Shenzi, Banzai and Ed for not doing what I told them to do. But I fought my nephew to the death. Even though I was pushed over and landed on the ground. I was betrayed by Shenzi, Banzai and Ed. As they came to attack me I vanished. I didn't how long this happened by I traveled from place to place. But not as a lion but as a human.
Eventually I landed to place called the Enchanted Forest. I was a simple person mostly. Wonder as always. I kept to myself but through my travels I came across this maiden. I didn't know who she was but she as beautiful. I wanted to know I wanted to make myself known to her but before I could a cloud of smoke came.
Storybrooke
I don't remember much of my childhood really. All I knew was I was a business owner of Sunkiss Spa where anyone in Storybrooke came by to have a nice spa day. I mostly kept to myself, did my work and that was it. Rumor was going around that the Savior had arrive to Storybrook. Curious about it I looked into it. She was a woman named Emma Swan. She didn't look so impressive nor did I really care or extend a greeting towards her. So I went back to my own things. When the curse was lifted it took me a moment to remember whom I was. And once I found out who I was I decided to not make a huge announcement about it. That perhaps it wasn't a good idea. So I continued doing what I was doing. Being a business man.
I often wonder about this new place. I knew I wasn't in my own world but I wondered if I could leave Storybrook and actually explore the outside world. But then again rumors had it that once someone crossed the line that they went back in to forgetting who they were and reverted to what ever the Evil Queen give that person for a personality. I don't know about you but I was in no mood in being a charming and understanding business man. No For once it was nice to actually be my old self again. These days I sit and wait until the right moment hits to where I gain power again and take my rightful place as King even if it means to this little town of Storybrook. So be it!
Likes: Power, getting what he wants, singing, respect, money, statues
Dislikes: Simba, Mufasa, fighting his own battles, being second-best, his brother's name being mentioned, not getting his way, not being obeyed, guessing games (he says), violence (or so he says), his minions failing him, the song "It's a small world after all"
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