ChibiMonkey Posted April 27, 2014 Share Posted April 27, 2014 Name: Fintan Showmaru Age: Looks 19 Personality: As far as personality, he's pretty much a very curious type of person. He hates being told what to do, and often acts pretty childish. Especially when he's on land, he he curious and naive about everything, not knowing there could be harmful things on land as well. He considers land to be a paradise, and he's really just a sweet, excited type of persona, wanting to experience and discover everything of the world that it has to offer. Bio: All his life, Fintan was told stories of the land, horrific stories - mainly about the humans, and how terrible of beings they were, like monsters. Though his clan, or his large family, the mermen and maids in his group underwater that they travel in, travel throughout the sea, they typically stay around on general area, near a group of secluded islands, though do inhibit humans. Fintan was always warned to stay away from them. But getting into an argument with his father about it one day, he separated from the group, off by himself for a bit to cool down. However he ran into a shark, which attacked him, and thus ended up with him injured on shore. Sharks don't normally attack mermen/maids, because of their size, as well as they usually stay in large groups near each other. And they were much more advanced creatures than sharks, with a high intelligence equal to humans. Fintan is able to change throughout a human and mer form, depending if he is wet or dry. Wet, and underwater, he is of course in his natural, real merman form. But on land, with a dry body, his scales and fins dry out, and he becomes human. But if he were to get wet again scales would reappear wherever he'd gotten wet. Merman Form Human Form Fintan was beyond irritated. He'd gotten into another fight with his father, which, honestly wasn't all that much of a surprise. He and his father did not see eye to eye, or get along. His father, being the leader of the clan, was serious, strict, and rule bound, keeping to their laws. Whereas Fintan was more of a dreamer, wanting to just go with the flow - no pun intended, considering he lived in water. But in all honesty, Fintan wanted to be himself, do as he pleased. He loved the water, of course. He couldn't live without it - and not just because his body required it to live. But he also wanted to see the land. The most he's gotten were glimpses whenever he would surface near land. For which his father and others of the clan would scold him. Having gotten into the fight with his father, about land, and arguing it was surely safe enough to experience, Fintan had swam off, unable to stand arguing anymore at the moment. He didn't see what the others feared about land. The humans? They had horror stories of humans capturing and experimenting on mermen and maids. However, those stories were from ancient ancestors. Ancestors long dead. So, no one alive had been to land, and experienced for themselves. Fintan believed they were exaggerated children stories, to scare them to learn not to be curious and go about land. Though Fintan had been longing to go to land, he hadn't planned it at that exact time. But when he had gotten into a fight with a great white shark, he was badly injured in his tail fin, and unconscious, had ended up washing about shore of an unknown island, his body slowly drying out in the burning sun and scales slowly starting to disappear. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Hana.tew.Kimi Posted April 28, 2014 Share Posted April 28, 2014 Name: Cid Farron Age: 24 Cid was never one to believe in the small fantasies his grandfather would tell him about the mermaids and such--that was when he got older. As a kid, he liked hearing the stories about the ruler of the sea and all the mermaid and mermen that would live together in the sea in harmony with the sea. It was nice to go by the ocean by his town and dream that they would just show up on shore one day. When his grandfather died around his teen years, the fantasy world in his mind just melted away. He stopped caring and only saw them as stories, nothing more. He was more mature now, so there was no need in relying on the fantasy world. Apparently though, Cid had found out that the people have been using these mermaids and mermen to experiment on. It was sickening to think of the sorts, but it wasn't really his problem to try and fix. He felt a guilt oddly knowing this is how scientist would go about in doing research, by harming creatures. Though, Cid had a life and responsibility, he had no desire to get involved in fantasy; only wanted to stay within reality. Despite his strange contradiction about fantasy, he still manages to visit the ocean his grandfather use to take him to and it was calming to just have a smoke and feel the breeze. Cid still very much enjoyed liked coming by the shore and though he may not admit it aloud, he still wishes to come across one mermaid or merman in his life. This afternoon oddly, he had seen a body lay on the shore. The person looked died from his view point and it was strange to see a washed up person on this shore--it never happens. He cautiously approached the seemingly lifeless body that laid against the sand and he knelt down to expect it thoroughly. He could see a deep cut and large bite marks? Did a shark get him? Cid questioned mentally and if this person went for a swim, why would he go in the water naked? Also, a shark attack? Very strange... The boy had pale skin and he would of expected him to be a least slightly tan for being under the sun, but hopefully he wasn't dead to be this pale. The wound looked about fresh for him to out for long. He stopped thinking and went onto helping out said injured boy as he lifted him up and he also noticed how light he was; almost like a feather. He went about in deciding to take the boy to his home since it was closest and if the boy was on the verge of death, it would take too long to get to a nearest hospital. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChibiMonkey Posted April 28, 2014 Author Share Posted April 28, 2014 Fintan had been laying unconscious on the sandy shore of land for over an hour or so now. He was completely unaware of his surroundings, and he felt this annoying, dry, itchy sensation all over his body. His face twisted a bit at the uncomfortable feeling as his bare human form took shape on the dry land. As he slowly started to wake up, his senses reacted before his body did. First his smell came, and he recognized the salty air that he would breath when surfacing above water. Then his hearing, also hearing the chirping of birds and soft whistle of wind. He shifted a bit, trying to move and wake up, but his body still stiff and sore in pain. His hands moved slightly on the surface beneath him, and it felt similar to the ocean floor. Yet, it was dry. Everything was so dry. It was almost uncomfortable. Not unbearable though. He was beyond confused, and he heard a voice speaking to him, the touch of a smooth, not scaly hand on his shoulder and moving to pick him up. He honestly was very confused. Where was he? He didn't recognize anything around him, though he had yet to open his eyes, it didn't feel like the ocean he knew and loved at all. There were sounds he's never heard before. And he could heard the crashing of waves. He was above water? He didn't know how, but he felt different, heavier. Gravity played a much bigger role on land than in water, of course. He shifted a bit, wincing, as he slowly opened his eyes, revealing foreign, bright golden eyes used to see in the dark depths of the ocean floor. It took him a minute to register everything. His eyes landed on the face of the being carrying him, and as he suddenly remembered what happened, he cried out a bit, squirming, only to result in him falling to the ground, wincing in pain as he landed on his hands and knees, putting pressure on his wound in his thigh which hurt a lot. But, past the wound, it was then he realized he had legs, and his eyes were wide, slowly processing what this all meant. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Guest Hana.tew.Kimi Posted April 28, 2014 Share Posted April 28, 2014 Cid had flinched when he heard the boy cry out. There was a calming silence, so he didn't expect the boy to make such a loud noise. He thought that maybe he had dropped the individual when he was frightened, but the kid had squirmed out of his arms. Cider knelt down before the other and despite the slight annoyance he had felt when the boy fell, Cid was capable of sounding concerned. "Hey, um...kid?" He announced uncertain to the fact if the boy was younger or older than him. "You shouldn't act so hastily. Can't you see that you are hurt?" He pointed to the boy's injured thigh. Though he wasn't acting as worried as he should be, he was trying to help the strange boy. "Are you listening to me?" He looked at the boy's distracted face and let out a sigh. The boy sure was clueless, that's for sure. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ChibiMonkey Posted April 28, 2014 Author Share Posted April 28, 2014 When he had realized that he had legs, and his scales and fins were gone, he was shocked. He honestly didn't know what to do. Still on his knees, he sat back on his heels as he put his hands to his legs, feeling them slightly. He tilted his head curiously in thought, before hearing the other speak up to him. But he didn't quite understand the language. He frowned a bit, glancing up at him. Was this man human? He had never seen a human before, but heard stories, they had two limbs of legs, instead of a tail fin. Looking at himself then back at the man - who he guessed was a human - he realize it must be true, and he was now human as well? As the other spoke a lot of words, Fintan found his head spinning to try and keep up and comprehend what the other was saying. Somehow, the language seemed familiar, stuck in the back of his biological knowledge that his ancestors used to speak. After all, mermen and maids had come from the homosapien line of creatures, and were relatively closely related to humans, simply, living under water. His ancestors used to be human, and speak such a language. But as his kind never used it, it was lost in the depths of his mind, trying hard to bring it to surface to understand. Fintan just sat there, a confused look etched on his face as he just stared up at the other, golden eyes inspecting the others body and form. He didn't know how to speak the language the male spoke, though, he knew he could know how to, it just needed some resurfacing. He sat there like a lost child, unknowing what to do with himself, and hoping the other would help him in some way. He had only reacted out of surprise a moment ago, but now knew, he wouldn't be able to get anywhere on his own. He didn't even know how to use legs. He was sure he wouldn't even be able to stand. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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