Yay round three is my kinda thing ^v^ I so love writing the tragic romance lol
Entering the first corner, weighing in at approx 150lbs, the debut of my character!
Name: Shayliino Neruff
Race: Lupegryph, like a gryffin only the lion part is replaced by wolf. Though sentient, the vast majority of them arent very smart and therefore sometimes "employed" by humans as transportation. Its rumored that at one time they were the most intellegent race on the planet but long ago something happened to them to make them little more than beasts of burden.
Gender: Male
Age: 3 1\2 (equivalent to humans age 9, they live to be in their 20s at most)
Appearance: Like all Lupegryphs, he has a wolf head and body/back legs, eagle talons for the front paws that end about midway up into feathers that blend with the fur, long eagle wings and a feathered wolf tail. His fur is pure black with the exception of a dark silver stripe down his side and the feathers on him are pure white. Has strange, almost human looking blue eyes. From their shoulder to the ground they are typically 5 foot, but since he is just a child his shoulder only comes up to around 4 foot. Mainly a quadruped but they can sit up on their back paws easily if need be.
Clothing and Gear: He does wear some sort of clothing, brown shorts that allow for movement and a hole for his tail (he has dignity you know!) and he has a pack hes secured to his back to carry around his handheld computer, analyzing equipment and binocular/molecular/holographic goggles. Wears the translator he made himself on his wrist, and a sort of harness around his neck which he uses to pull his hovercraft transport. He keeps a mini lab in there as well as many books.
Personality: Is not only intellegent for his age, but also for his race. He breezes through mathmatics and sciences of all kinds, has been through medical college already (it only took him 2 months) and has a firm grasp on technology, computers and how to build things. Has begun to study into his race's apparent lack of intellegence, believing that somehow humans have caused it to happen. Though he doesnt hate humans for it, he just wants to be able to converse with his own kind. Feels like hes not accepted anywhere due to the fact that hes not human and he cant meaningfully communicate with members of his own kind. Mostly mellow, he rarely if ever lets anything bother him outwardly, and hes very into his studies, not knowing much about social interactions and the like.
History: He was born to ordinary Lupegryph parents, but it was apparent from early on that he was something different. He showed curiousity in the "Why" of things from early on, and even learned sign language when he was only a week old. Seeing this, his parents keepers sent him to school like a human child, where for a while he was brutally teased. Rather than allow himself to become upset, he pitied the human children instead, and soon demonstrated that his knowledge of things far exceeded theirs. This caused the majority of children to leave him alone, while some still believed he was just a stupid animal. Eventually he came to private study, and was often seen at the library or with a book or two outside. Lives currently in the college he pretty much grew up in and spends his time inventing things and studying.
Talents: Knows sign language and is like Macgyver when it comes to building things with technology. Very intellegent and of course can fly.
Other: Cant think of other right now, will get back to you on that
RPG Title: None, but Im thinking I may make one later lol not anytime soon though

1. Physical- That age one, hes far too young to be as smart as he is
2. Physical-Hes not humanoid in the least lol
3. Misc. The transport one lol The character carries an abnormally large amount of gear for one reason or another and may have some sort of transport for this.

And in the second corner, the dude who chases the wind (and sometimes catches it) SSM's character!

Name: Justin Bailey
Gender: Male
Age: 22 Earth Years
Appearance: Justin is nearly six and a half feet tall, and is built like a football player. His eyes are a deep brown, and he has short, black hair, spiked up with gel. He usually has a smile on his face, so he does not appear intimidating. Sometimes wears goggles (for when riding a motorcycle in the wind).
Clothing and Gear: A sleeveless orange shirt and khaki pants make up Justin's main clothing. He wears a necklace of shark teeth, and has many different pairs of sneakers (they usually get destroyed, so he needs many). Justin always carries retractable metal staves, as well as a large quantity of weather equipment. He rides around on a motorcycle with a trailer attached to the back, used to transport a large amount of weather predicting equipment, ranging from barometers to advanced radar. Justin also has a cell phone, for its most basic purpose, communication.
Personality: Justin is carefree and loyal. He always tries to help any friend in any way he can. His attitude, and one he assumes his friends have (even though he may be wrong) is that one should never give up; if they continue to push for a goal, they WILL make it. Justin may get himself into a situation he believe he can push through, when in reality he cannot, or, a friend of his may be in a situation where Justin assumes they will do fine because they can push through the problem, and the friend does not need his help, when really, it's Justin’s help they need most of all. Justin only loses his happy disposition if he becomes aware that a friend is truly in trouble (where Justin then puts forth all effort into helping), or if his flexibility is brought up as a conversation topic.
History: Justin was raised in a rural community. His hometown was often on the receiving end of extreme thunderstorms, many with tornados. Justin developed a fascination with the natural cyclone, and has focused his life on it, up through higher education. Justin wanted to become a weatherman as his career, but at the moment he is a freelance storm chaser (not that he is complaining). One time as a child, Justin saw the result of a tornado sending an ordinary stick through a block of concrete, and the awesome power exhibited convinced him to begin training in the martial arts of wielding a long staff (of which he now holds major skill). It was during Justin's training that he discovered his gift of extreme flexibility. However, Justin found great displeasure in the ways he could stretch and contort his body, which he related to female gymnasts, and wishes to avoid. While Justin instinctively uses his flexibility while fighting, if someone mentions notice of this, Justin will become insecure and begin relying only on his brute strength, which often makes the fight all the more tougher. This applies to any normal activity as well; Justin will become distracted and not perform as well on anything if he is busy trying to make sure that he doesn't use his flexibility. Justin now travels around to different cities, offering his expertise as a tornado chaser and storm watcher to different weather agencies.
Talents: Justin is extremely skilled with the prediction and observation of weather, most especially thunderstorms and tornados. He can estimate humidity simply by the feel of the wind, predict the direction of a tornado or storm that appears unpredictable, and can produce solid answers once he starts breaking out his weather equipment. Justin is extremely fit, and likes to fight with a metal staff, of which Justin is quite good with. Justin's fitness extends to his possession of extreme flexibility. He is self-conscious about this trait, and often wishes no one would notice, or that he never had it.
Other: While his flexibility makes Justin feel feminine for he compares it to women’s’ gymnastics, Justin is not sexist and has nothing against girls (he's straight, so yeah, he likes them); he just doesn't want to be that much like them. Justin also goes through a large quantity of tennis shoes, for he often ends up in the middle of a rainy and muddy storm that destroys the shoes he had currently been wearing.

And now for the post! DING!

Shayliino Neruff
You, who taught me everything and more, I love you.

From the beginning, she was always there.
Since the moment I was born.
I know.
I remember...

Even before the moment I hatched from my egg, I felt her prescence. I was told my egg was found outside the next of straw and wood my parents had made inside the barn. Cast aside to die, for what reason I will never know. But for some reason, out of some great act of kindness, she was there. Rather than seeing it as destined that I die before I was born, she cradled my egg in her arms. I was blind to these events as I lay within the thick shell, but even so I knew I was warm and protected. I heard, no, felt her heartbeat thump from within as she cradled me to her breast, and it was then, though I was half-formed and knew not the words for such a thing, that I learned what love was. But it wasnt until a few weeks later that I would finally see the object of so much love.

The sun was setting, a glorious sunset of golds and reds, painting the sky with the visual definition of joy. I had cast off the remnents of my shell an hour ago, blind and helpless I felt those arms lift me up and hold me close, rubbing my wet fur and feathers with a towel. She had planted a kiss on my nose, and it was then I opened my eyes for the first time. The golden sunlight shone upon her hair, and it gleamed like the sun. Her playful green eyes from that day foreward would remind me of the fresh spring day of my birth. Setting me on her lap she signed to me, and though at the time I could not understand what she said to me, I would come to learn the meaning: -I can tell you are special, Shayliino.-

She was the one who was special. She, whose society had labeled her useless due to her lack of hearing, took the time to teach an 'animal' sign language. The first thing I learned was the sign I would come to treasure: I love you. She taught me to read, and every day she would come to the little 'office' she had set up in the barn to bring me books, and teach me something new. Her eyes seemed to glow as she read to me, those eyes were never condencending, they were always gentle and full of love. She told me many stories about her family, about her parents and older brother, and I saw the love in her eyes towards them as her fingers and hands moved through the air gracefully, weaving a wordless tapestry just for me. She told me stories about love, and confided to me her dreams of marriage and a family of her own.

-What is marriage?-: I signed to her, my blue eyes riveted into hers. The way she described it it sounded wonderful, and she seemed to want it more than anything. A soft smile graced her lips, and she closed her eyes, her hands moving slowly as she told me. -Its when two people care for each other, and want to be with each other forever.- I shifted my back legs and wagged my tail with joy. Such a thing sounded wonderful, it was no wonder she wanted it so much. But the mood was broken as she sighed. Putting one hand to her face briefly she told me in sorrow, -But it will never happen for me...-
-Why not?- I signed with alarm. I never wanted to see her unhappy, and my heart sank thinking I might have been the one to make her so. She stared at her hands for a long while before gazing at me with a brave smile. -Im not pretty at all..- Not pretty? Who could look at this object of pure life and joy, the purest soul, and say such a thing? -You're not pretty- I signed simply. Before the shock could register on her kind face I continued.
-You're the most beautiful thing Ive ever seen....-

Over the weeks I continued to grow, along with my love for her. Soon it came to the day when I would turn One Month old, and for weeks I worked hard on a special project. I had discovered I had a certain knack for technology, and in secret I had been working on an invention for her. My nerves rattled as I approached her, she was sitting on the fence her face to the sun. I stared in awe for a moment, taking in her beauty as she soaked in the morning rays. Then, breaking the spell I placed my taloned hand upon hers, but before I could sign my burning question she looked to me with joyful eyes. Throwing her arms around my thick furry neck I melted into her, breathing in her gentle scent. All my fears were allayed in that moment, but releasing me to look into my face it seemed something was on her mind too. -Shay,- she started, her face alight, a sight that always made me happy. -You've gotten so big, Im so happy!- I wiggled with excitement, I wanted to hold her close but I couldnt and talk to her at the same time, so I waited with anticipation at what she had to say. -I want you to come on a picnic with me today. Its a special picnic.-
My heart leapt as I saw those beautiful words play out before me. I thought about the surprise I had in my knapsack around my back. This picnic was the perfect time to give it to her, to show her exactly how I felt. -I'll come,- I signed without hesitation.

The moment seemed to take forever to come but soon she had packed the lunch and all was ready. It was the first time Id ever left the farms I had always called home, and the first time she would ride upon my back as I flew through the air towards our destination. The feeling of her straddling my back, her arms wrapped around my neck, sent ripples of pleasure though me. Her laugh, though she could not hear it, was beautiful. It was pure joy in liquid form, the sound of a sunbeam on a warm spring day. My heart felt close to bursting, I had no idea I could ever feel this strongly in my short life.
The magical ride came to an end as we landed in a grassy field she pointed out. A dirt road ran nearby, and reeds grew beside it, high enough to obscure it partially. The wind blew gently, sending the sounds of summer insects to my ears. Suddenly a roaring sound broke the tranquil moment, the sound of machenery. She could not hear it, but she saw my ears stand up and focus on the sound, and jumping up she ran towards the road. Confusion swirled within me, and I followed with an uncertain trot. As I made it to the road, the gritty bits of rock digging into my paws, I saw a sight that stopped me short.

She...she had her arms around someone else, a young human man with black fur just like mine. My heart froze at the sight, and it was then I learned something else. I learned what the bitter, icy stab of jealousy was. But I would not hurt her, perhaps it was a common gesture among humans to hug. Perhaps this human was one of the friends she often spoke about going to see. Surely she would not invite me along if she wished to be alone with this human male. The three of us sat upon the blanket, the two humans sitting together in a closeness that made me uncomfortable nonetheless. -This is Justin,- she signed to me, a certain joy in her eyes that iced my blood. I reguarded Justin with a wary lupine stare as I reluctantly signed -Hello-.
"Its amazing that you could teach him that," Justin spoke to her, facing her so she could read his lips. "You're an amazing person." Hearing my own words coming from this human caused me to choke back a growl. This new feeling burned, and it was not at all pleasant. Seeing his praise and gazing into his eyes, her cheeks reddened and a bright smile graced her lips. She closed her eyes shyly...the way she used to when she told me stories. The way she did when she spoke of marriage. Justin shifted his dirty sneakers off the blanket and leaned forward, placing his hand on her chin gently and raising her eyes to gaze into his. He stared at her for a long while, his deep brown eyes searching her face, taking in all her features, before he spoke softly. "You're so beautiful..."
It was at this moment that I ceased to exist. She only saw HIM, I was nowhere to be found. She only saw his eyes as she gasped at what he said, only felt his hand, his HUMAN hand on her face. His lips upon hers were the only thing she knew. I stared numbly as they kissed, as he did the one thing I wished I could but knew I never would. As their bodies moved closer together I couldn't see anymore. I was blind, like the day I was born. I was blind, only the love that was all around me then was directed towards this human, this stranger. This man who came on the motorcycle and took away my love, the most important thing in my life. I turned away, my wings trembling with restrained emotions, trembling with this new empty hollowness that filled my being. The shadow of my sorrow swallowed up the sunrise that was her, I suffered so to watch them. But she didnt know, she was awash in pure bliss. One that I could not give her.

I threw down the small metal disk I had held so dear, the gift that would have been hers but now never could. She pulled away as I began to leave, and made a small sound to get my attention. -What's wrong?- she signed, completely unaware of what she did to me. That hurt even more. -You said you loved me!- I signed so fast I could barely keep up. -You told me you did, you told me you were happy with me. You....said......you.......- My hands faltered as I put them to my face to hide my eyes. I didnt want her to see the pain within them, I loved her more than anything, and I knew it would only upset her to see. Suddenly I heard a click, peering through my taloned hands I saw her watching the hologram that was my gift.

It was a poem in signs. Admist my hands signing there was a sunrise, golden and beautiful, just like her.
The sun rises upon us, my golden light
You are a sight, the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
I long for us to be together, to make your dream come true
I want you to marry me.
It didn't rhyme but it didnt't have to. The signs for it flowed evenly and expressed the pure innocent love I held for her. It would have been perfect, but now it was just painful to watch. It ripped at my heart with every motion. The human man laughed slightly and looked at me incredulously, a confused look in his eyes. "Are you serious? You're only a month old and you want to get married? I hate to break it to you but she's a human." He seemed concerned as he placed a hand on my furry muscular shoulder, but it was like the hand of a betrayer. "Listen, you want her to be happy right? She can't possibly be happy married to an animal, no matter how smart. You're life is too short to pine away for someone you can never have."
Life was too short. That was what she always said. -Life was too short to waste time being unhappy.- She had signed to me one day. -Even if the cards we are dealt in life try to make us unhappy, we must strive for happiness. That is what makes life worth living.- Beautiful words, but then she always had beautiful words. It became too much emotion to go through, too much to look upon Justin's concerned face, and too much to see the tears forming in her eyes. I flew, far away from them, despite her wordless cry, despite his calling. They would have a fine picnic without me. A fine life without me.

Life was too short to be unhappy.

This was the moment when I learned what heartbreak was.

A few weeks later I wrote her a letter from the school I was attending. I had learned much, not just about the world, but about life, and love. I did want her to be happy more than anything else.

I'm sorry about what happened at the picnic. I want you to know that I wish you and Justin the best, and I want you to do whatever makes you happy. Know that I will always love you, and you will always hold a special place in my heart no matter what happens.
-Shay
My heart still ached at the thought but I managed bravery now. I knew now that love meant sacrifice, my love for her was deeper than anything I ever could experience. I loved her more than I cared for my own happiness, and so I gave them my blessing, and just before my first year they were married. She always said she wasn't pretty, that no man would ever want her. But she was wrong, two men wanted her, and one could make her happy. I was happy for her, and in her happiness I found a small glimmer of my own.

Her name was Dawn, and she shone like the sun.
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3. A character (loved or lover) is the mentor or teacher of another.
4. The post involves a love triangle of which at least one of the characters (loved or lover) is part of.
6. One character in the "relationship" is of a different species or ethnicity than the other. This causes a large problem, large being anything from discrimination to questionable legality.

Number 5 is iffy at best so I left it out lol

Sorry if its a little sucky, Im sleepy lol I know of a few mistakes Ive probably made but all I can do is apologise, next time the deadline needs to be on a weekend lol I have work in the morn!


And damn as I was writing I see someone else used the same player char as me x.x please dont kill me ;.;
SOUNDTRACK: You're Beautiful by James Blunt, City of Blinding Light by U2 and some others lol