;; liam turner

[liamturner]

liam turner;;
is now entering it's all in yer mind

About You;;
behind the RPer

Name: kyle
Age: thirteen
Years of Rping: one and a half years
Contact: msn, pm, or email. take yer pick.

ID Tag;;

Alias: just liam. he doesn't bother with any of that other crap.
Name: liam west turner
Gender: male
Orientation: pansexual
Real Age: 48 years old (30 years of being a were-swan)
Physical Age: about 18.
Species: Were-Swan
Sire: hendrix turner
Religious Affiliation: atheist
Wealth: about $350,100
Job: his father gave him half of the money; the rest he earned doing various odd jobs around the world.

Dear Diary;;

Specialties:
1. painting, sculpting, and any other artistic thing
2. musical ability [singing and playing guitar especially]
3. writing ability
4. his speed when running long distances
5. he's a quite good dancer, all things considered. and by dancing i mean dancing such as ballroom and latin dancing.
6. foreign languages

Summary:
liam's had plenty of time to perfect his artistical ability; his father helped him plenty with it when liam traveled with him as a child. it may help that those types of things he's always been interested in as well; it started off small, when he walked in on his father making a statue for a small art museum in venice at the age of five, and he'd always been intrigued by art since that point. his father taught him well in that area, as well as in painting; most other artistical things liam picked up on his own. he learned how to dance from one of the best teachers available in the art of ballroom in london, and his musical ability was picked up after spending a summer in paris with more modern kids. he's been able to play guitar since fourteen, and has been trying to learn as many instruments as possible since then. he learned most of his languages from his father and from all of the travelling the two did when liam was growing up. his running ability was discovered after his first transformation to a swan at eighteen years old.

Weakness:
1. large social gatherings
2. sports (besides track and field, obviously)
3. charismatic ability
4. arithmatic

Summary:
there's no doubt about it - liam is terribly shy. this always makes him a target at any gathering that involved a large amount of people. he can barely stand being there for any seconds before he feels an urge to cut and run, and he feels like he's always out in the open and a prime target to be killed; a phobia he developed after hearing his father's story. this differs from in public, of course, where he is much less worried about being picked off. despite his running ability, every other athletic ability he could possess is terrible; he's very uncoordinated when he's in his human form and just plain doesn't get the point of sports. he doesn't like talking for a long amount of time either - especially speeches. giving speeches scares the living crap out of him. he's also a very poor mathematician - he never attended school thanks to his father, and he was confused by most of the symbols and numbers anyways when someone tried to teach it to him.

Human Appearance;;

Hair: his hair is one of the darkest shades of black you can imagine.
Eyes: his eyes are a dark blue, with a few dark green specks around the edge of his irises.
Height: liam stands at six feet flat.
Marks: on his back is a tattoo of angel wings, while on his ankle there is a heart with a rose around it.
Race: liam is french, but speaks with an american accent - his father preferred america to all of the other countries they spent time in.
Skin Tone: bordering between the edge of pale and somewhat tanned.
Body Type: liam is quite slim and lean for his height; he was never one to eat a lot, but exercising was never one of his favorite things to do either. he just naturally loses weight and manages to find a way to get it back.
Clothing Style: liam is usually dressed in dark clothing; more than often he'll be wearing black jeans, but he also is fine with wearing blue jeans on occassion. usually he has on a black t-shirt or sweater, but like with the jeans, he's open to other colors - gray and blue happen to be the other ones he's most okay with. his hair is sometimes under a hat, but more often than not the hat is absent.
Footwear: his footwear usually consists of simple sneakers or tennis shoes - he's not a big fan of flip flops or sandals or any dress shoes.

Summary:
liam is, overall, a very nice person to spend some time looking at. his shiny black hair - shampooed and conditioned daily - hangs over his hears and covers his forehead, and reaches down to about his chin. his eyes - dark blue irises - are usually closed whenever he's in deep concentration - like searching for inspiration to his writings or music. he has height on some people, and has to look up to see some people's eyes; he's right in the middle when it comes to that area. his face is developed fully into manhood, though it still contains some of that "baby-face" quality around his jaw. his body is slim and has always been that way - even as a baby, he was thinner than most. he doesn't mind it much; he thinks it makes him look a bit more "graceful" than he really is in his human form. he's not very muscular, but not a complete wimp either; very average in that department too.

Swan Appearance;;

Eye Color: the eyes remain the dark blue they are, but the barely noticeable green specks disappear when he is in his swan form.
Feather Color: the feathers are a sleek and shiny white, though the tips of his wing are a darker, more grayish color than the rest of his body.
Fur Texture: Soft
Size: Small
Marks: n/a

Personality;;

Likes:
1. his father
2. dancing
3. art
4. music - both old and new, both listening and playing
5. being in his swan form
6. black clothing
7. computers and other such modern technology
8. swimming
9. paris and venice; most of france and italy, actually.
10. coffee - especially starbucks
11. writing and reading literature

Dislikes:
1. speaking to large crowds
2. vampires
3. wolves
4. small spaces; he's claustrophobic
5. sports
6. predators - scares him to death when he's a swan
7. killing or murder or any other act of violence
8. drugs or alcohol of any kind
9. confrontation of any type

Flaws:
1. liam is very vulnerable; he's very poor at protecting himself.
2. he's also very shy and uncomfortable in large groupings of people, and dislikes having to speak at these occassions; especially when he thinks a vampire might be present.
3. his soft, somewhat naive nature; he's a bit too gullible at some times, and can be hurt easily.

Summary:
naturally, liam loves his caretaker more than anything else in the world - his father, the person who gave him immortality as well as the person who taught him most everything he knew. besides this one obvious thing, liam has many other obvious loves in the world - dancing, writing, music, etcetera. adding to this quite obvious list is the fact that liam enjoys paris, france - his place of birth - and venice, italy, as well as his usual color of clothing - black. he also loves to drink coffee as much as possible, and computers are something he cannot live without; his laptop always comes with him whenever he goes on an extended vacation out of country or on a "business" trip. being a swan is a natural like; as is swimming.

however, like all people, liam has those few pet peeves in the world - not all are pet peeves, of course; some are plain fears. such as his dislike for vampires; he's terrified of them. i believe i've already mentioned that he hates public speaking. he's terrified of wolves and other predators - a habit he got out of being a swan for extended periods of time. even with the added fact of being a were-swan, liam is still terrified of any type of confrontation. he's not a drug addict or an alcoholic or anything of the sort; he doesn't smoke either. he dislikes killing in general; it isn't right to him. he does it every now and then, but it's mostly when he's a swan and to get food.

and, of course, like other humans, liam has some flaws, all of them major dislikes for him. his lack of physical ability leads to his lack of fighting skills - his father had never thought he'd every be in need of them, but that was proven wrong when liam and his father parted travelling with each other for the time being - and therefore, he cannot protect himself well. his sheepishness is another big flaw in his system; that much is obvious. and then there is his soft, easily hurt nature, and his naive mind. it's not exactly easy to get him to believe a lie, but it's not all that difficult either. he'll not believe you for the first few times, but after a bit of persisting, he might wear down and think that you're right; this has gotten him into one or two sticky situations in the past.

Background Check;;

Family Members:

• hendrix turner ;; real age: 503 years old ;; physical age: twenty-seven ;; were-swan ;; traveller
  
• mary-louise kaylynn ;; died at twenty-seven ;; human ;; was hair stylist

Birth Place: Paris, France

Childhood: liam's childhood was spent around the world; his father had large sums of money from about five centuries of life. liam saw the world at a young age and learned a lot about it from his father's teachings, in places like paris, venice, london, new york city, los angeles, sydney, tokyo, etcetera. he was with his father for his human life all of the time; therefore, you could say his father's influence is very strong in his current life. it is. his father managed to help make him artistic, shape him into a responsible young man, during those precious young years.

Transformation: liam became an immortal at eighteen; he'd always known about "daddy's little ability" and was prepared to join the world of immortals and become as talented as his father. he came to his father a few weeks after the day of his eighteenth birthday and asked if his father would bite him and transform him into his kind. it took a bit of persuading and begging, but eventually, his father complied; it seemed like he had always known liam was going to ask and that he was always going to comply, but was trying to keep liam human as long as possible.

Prey: liam cannot stand preying on humans as a were-swan; he hates taking human lives. so, he settles for hunting animals or eating plants - the latter of which he likes more than the other, as he's a vegetarian whenever he's human. he tends not to eat when he is a swan, and tries to pack on as many calories as possible for when he does transform, but usually, it fails him and he ends up having to hunt. occassionally - and only when hunting fails him - he will taste human meat; but only as a scavenger. he refuses to commit unnecessary murders.

Moon Tidings: at the first few years of were-swan life, liam was like any other newborn were-animal; stuck as the animal for the full moon only. however, after about ten years of teaching from his father on how to do it, liam has mastered transforming to a swan at will - only with much pain and afterwards exhaustion involved. his transformation ability depends on the moon's progress, of course; it hurts and exhausts the most at the start of a new moon, and is the easiest when the moon is full.

Other Transformation: while liam has never used his ability to change humans into were-swans, the venom he would use to do so comes from his bite - if his teeth manage to leave a mark, the venom has been able to enter the blood.

History: it was a dark, rainy and snowy night, the night of february nineteenth, 1960, in an apartment in paris, france. all was quiet save for the occassional winty crash of thunder, until suddenly, a women's sudden screams seemed to wake the entire city. lights flashed on and a man's voice sounded, helping the women through it. anyone who had been with the women that night would've been there to describe the amount of blood that left the women as she began to deliver the baby she had been carrying after the 460 year old man who was with her as she gave birth made her pregnant with the child. the women only managed to hang on until the cord was cut; then, she died without a sound, her eyes rolling back into her head as the new baby boy opened his mouth and began to cry.

the man gave no notice to the now-dead women on the floor. he took the baby and pressed him against his chest, quietly cooing to it, while he went to get it dressed before he left with him.

this was the scene of liam west turner's birth, 48 years ago. from there, his life began to go in a pattern that very few normal people ever had to go through; mostly because you weren't normal with a lifestyle like this.

it was around five years old when liam's father told him everything while on a plane travelling across the atlantic from america to london. the truth about his mother's death - liam had always thought his mother had gone away for a few years, because she was terribly sick and couldn't see him until she was cured - the truth about who liam's father was, who liam was...liam accepted it after only a few minutes of pondering. he loved his father; he had never known his mother. and his father's words were proven true when liam saw the beautiful swan in the hotel room the two had rented the next night, with the full moon's light drifting in through the window. he began to dislike his mother for who she was, who his father told him she had been - nothing more than a whore, a women who gave her body to men for the night for their enjoyment. hendrix had felt terrible about using her like that, but he had said he had always wanted a son, a companion, after so many years spent alone...liam was happy to believe him and forget about his mother.

from there, liam spent every second - as he always had - with his father. he learned of the arts, he became an accomplished musician, and an excellent dancer - he never once attended school. his father always told anyone who questioned why liam wasn't in school that they were on vacation. liam's life went on in this pattern - travelling and learning - for 13 years, until his eighteenth birthday came and past and he decided that he would join his father's world of immortality. the night was much different from when his mother had given birth to him - it was a cool, September night, very moderate weather - the moon was halfway through its cycle towards a full moon. he asked his father if he could become a were-swan like him; his father had bit his lip, and wondered aloud why. liam had explained why; and that was that. his father had no doubt intended to do it all along, probably just a bit later on in life; nonetheless, hendrix turned into the glorious swan liam had seen for the first time all those years ago, and bit him softly on the arm.

the transformation was quick and easy - painful, but he didn't feel it as his body rearranged itself to allow the DNA of two species to combine in one body. The first few years were years that many "pups" would go through; learning the ropes of the world, painful transformations at each full moon, and so on. his father was there for him through it all; he was the teacher that taught him the ropes and helped him to hunt. liam immediately developed a dislike for killing things, and so found an alternative in animal blood. he had been an immortal for seven years when his father began to teach him how to change at will; that took ten years to accomplish, ten years of adjusting to this new life and keeping his old life in contact. the duo traveled the world contionuosly, never staying at the same exact place twice to avoid being recognized and having suspicions aroused about why they seemed to not have aged. it was simple for them to do; liam's father had done it for many years of his existence, except it had been alone.

still, the time came when liam's real age became forty when he decided it was best for him to go on his own journey now. he bid adu to his father - after making sure all of his technology had his father's information in it so he could contact him whenever he wanted - and began his own life. he and his father met many times over the next eight years, both bringing news of another species besides were-swans and humans; werewolves, vampires, weretigers, etcetera. the two had been amazed - at both the fact that the others existed and that they had never known about them before. they had been so wrapped up in their studies themselves, their travels, they had never spared a thought to the matter. liam and his father both still travel the world and see each other, as both hope they will for eternity; liam now resides in new york city, though he plans on leaving the city for many different traveling excursions.


Code Word:
poof the magic fairy baby

Mad Skills;;

Wow, was Sarah loving the day. Well, she loved everyday, if she had to be all fair, but she was really loving today - her family had gone through one whole entire day without anyone arguing or getting upset with each other, by face-to-face means or by letter! This was really reason to celebrate.

If Sarah were a serious person, she would've been thinking about how her family had been so different after her brother's little "incident" as she and Zach were calling it - and most of the students in Hogwarts, for that matter - and how nobody seemed to like anybody anymore - except Sarah herself. Sarah loved everyone. Anyways, Sarah wasn't a serious person, so obviously she wasn't thinking in that tone. No, she was probably thinking of something along the lines of rainbows and sprinkles and unicorns. Well, OK, she was more mature than that, but not by much. No, what was on her mind was that she had managed to finally put together one of the millions of outfits she so carelessly bought using her parents' money and was strutting around school in it today.

Well, the correct term would be skipping, actually.

Sarah disliked walking. Skipping was much more fun to her. She could hear the snickering behind her, but she'd long ago learned not to care; she was wacky and insane, and yes, even completely off her rocker sometimes, but she didn't really care much about people's opinions. Her hand held a letter she was planning to send to her parents telling them how things were going, mainly to try and get them off her back to spy on her brother. Wow, they were either really overprotective, or so worried about their image that they weren't going to let anything ruin it. Not that it mattered, seeing as how they were at Hogwarts, and that was all you needed to get rid of the paparazzi. Well, except for Rita Skeeter, but that was a different case entirely.

Sarah paused outside an ajar door that led into an empty classroom. It was mostly empty, as the name would have you believe, save for one person. Sarah grinned. People were good. She skipped inside and came face to face with the other person in moments. "Like, oh my god, hi!" She exclaimed. "I haven't seen you, in like, forever!"

And no, she had no clue who the girl was.

[liamturner]

finished ^_^

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[Isi Runasimi]

Just note a swan would never prey on a human, they are the only sort of were animal that is pretty non-dangerous; and other were animals would possibly eat them. Accepted, welcome to the site.