Al_Rhino
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Just your average Australian white-lipped rhinoceros chef, i know that's quite a mouthful but let's just go with it
Feel free to drop me a message IC or OOC, if i'm on i'm game for a chat!
Also, this profile is still in it's WIP stage, sorry if it's a bit minimal, i don't get on as much as i'd like to!
Baseball stats
Name: Alexander R
Age: 29
Height: 6 foot 2/188 cm
Weight: 200lb/91kg
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Location: NSW, Straya
Occupation: Chef
Hobbies: Gaming, Flirting, Lengthy conversation and generally being a nuisance
Species: Ceratotherium simum (White Rhinocerous)
Mother's species: Setonix brachyurus (Quokka....look it up)
Father's species: Zaglossus bartoni (Eastern long-beaked Echidna)
Confused? See History!
History
It took a while to figure out how many generations back this grey skinned, genetic anomaly got his pachyderm-like tendencies from. All that is certain is that on the day he popped out, there was a bit of an awkward silence in the delivery room, the tension almost palpable as the nurse handed the small and hairless baby over to his confused mother and father. The nurses left the two alone with their new child, not having left the room for more than a minute before the air turned blue with a violent flurry of abuse and hissing accusations, met only by tearful cries of denial and soft sobs. The new mother cradling her sleeping grey lump of a child close to her chest.
Not one week past the shock of this child's arrival had the DNA tests been seen to and processed, a nerve-wracked mother and heart-broken father barely talking to each other as they awaited the news that would destroy their marriage. Although, the information they received was not quite what either of them expected, the child was a genetic match to them both. In what would go down in history (or at least the history of the local papers) as the rarest genetic lottery fuck up since the Pug, it came to light that his Grandmother was the one who had the affair. A tussle with an African born lover in her mid twenties left her carrying a child that was not her husbands, her marriage saved by her son being born as her own species and thus not arousing suspicion. It was this minuscule chance left in his genetic code that led to the birth of this genetic melting pot of an Australian.
There was not much to say about his early childhood, the few years of being picked on and bullied due to his sticking out like a sore thumb subsided when he hit his mid teen growth spurt. Outgrowing all but the Emus and Cassowaries during those awkward, hormone addled years. Although his introverted social life did leave him a little on the chubbier side. It wasn't until after high-school that he started to get his shit together, finding more enjoyment in more active pass-times did help him shed the extra kilos, although he never did find anyone to stampede with (Jumanji really got him worked up).
By the time he hit his mid twenties, he had developed a new lease on life, balancing his healthier lifestyle and new found confidence with his more laid back attitude. Although the hours he spends working as a chef would suggest against the laid back side. For the time being, he is simply content to find like minded beings to chat and relax around. Just be sure to talk to him after his morning coffee.
Description
Although being a six foot two lump of grey flesh is usually enough to demand peoples attention, the well groomed and sweet-faced Rhino had enough charisma to hold it. A cheeky smile resting on the lad's face, accompanied by a set of gentle cerulean eyes which helped frame the well polished horn sticking out from the bridge of his nose. Impeccably groomed, he is unable to grow any form of facial hair (Or at least any worth keeping) although a short cap of light brown hair sits freely, untainted by gel or spray atop his head. A set of broad shoulders and toned arms threaten to break his shirt each time he crosses his arms and a pair of strong legs finish off the body he put so much work into. Although more of a swimmers physique, stuck with a little softness in areas he cannot help, his natural size and shape leans more towards the heavy lifting side of things than the more than your more svelte or aerobic types.
I'm not overly big on setting up a huge world for our characters to meld into before our meeting, or developing some new back story every time i roleplay.
That being said however, i do prefer carrying over from previous meetings and i enjoy character development. So slice of life and simple meet and greet style RP's are right up my alley.
I prefer to develop a rapport with new characters over time and working with that on later dates.
Although, if you are a role player that prefers to dive straight into the action, or my pants, i am not opposed to quick and simple settings. I am on rarely after all.
As for grammar, i expect what i am sure everyone on here expects, although i am picky about emotes and smileys (OOC and general chat they are fine, in a role play not so much)
All art has been commissioned by me.
Feel free to drop me a message IC or OOC, if i'm on i'm game for a chat!
Also, this profile is still in it's WIP stage, sorry if it's a bit minimal, i don't get on as much as i'd like to!
Baseball stats
Name: Alexander R
Age: 29
Height: 6 foot 2/188 cm
Weight: 200lb/91kg
Eyes: Blue
Hair: Brown
Location: NSW, Straya
Occupation: Chef
Hobbies: Gaming, Flirting, Lengthy conversation and generally being a nuisance
Species: Ceratotherium simum (White Rhinocerous)
Mother's species: Setonix brachyurus (Quokka....look it up)
Father's species: Zaglossus bartoni (Eastern long-beaked Echidna)
Confused? See History!
History
It took a while to figure out how many generations back this grey skinned, genetic anomaly got his pachyderm-like tendencies from. All that is certain is that on the day he popped out, there was a bit of an awkward silence in the delivery room, the tension almost palpable as the nurse handed the small and hairless baby over to his confused mother and father. The nurses left the two alone with their new child, not having left the room for more than a minute before the air turned blue with a violent flurry of abuse and hissing accusations, met only by tearful cries of denial and soft sobs. The new mother cradling her sleeping grey lump of a child close to her chest.
Not one week past the shock of this child's arrival had the DNA tests been seen to and processed, a nerve-wracked mother and heart-broken father barely talking to each other as they awaited the news that would destroy their marriage. Although, the information they received was not quite what either of them expected, the child was a genetic match to them both. In what would go down in history (or at least the history of the local papers) as the rarest genetic lottery fuck up since the Pug, it came to light that his Grandmother was the one who had the affair. A tussle with an African born lover in her mid twenties left her carrying a child that was not her husbands, her marriage saved by her son being born as her own species and thus not arousing suspicion. It was this minuscule chance left in his genetic code that led to the birth of this genetic melting pot of an Australian.
There was not much to say about his early childhood, the few years of being picked on and bullied due to his sticking out like a sore thumb subsided when he hit his mid teen growth spurt. Outgrowing all but the Emus and Cassowaries during those awkward, hormone addled years. Although his introverted social life did leave him a little on the chubbier side. It wasn't until after high-school that he started to get his shit together, finding more enjoyment in more active pass-times did help him shed the extra kilos, although he never did find anyone to stampede with (Jumanji really got him worked up).
By the time he hit his mid twenties, he had developed a new lease on life, balancing his healthier lifestyle and new found confidence with his more laid back attitude. Although the hours he spends working as a chef would suggest against the laid back side. For the time being, he is simply content to find like minded beings to chat and relax around. Just be sure to talk to him after his morning coffee.
Description
Although being a six foot two lump of grey flesh is usually enough to demand peoples attention, the well groomed and sweet-faced Rhino had enough charisma to hold it. A cheeky smile resting on the lad's face, accompanied by a set of gentle cerulean eyes which helped frame the well polished horn sticking out from the bridge of his nose. Impeccably groomed, he is unable to grow any form of facial hair (Or at least any worth keeping) although a short cap of light brown hair sits freely, untainted by gel or spray atop his head. A set of broad shoulders and toned arms threaten to break his shirt each time he crosses his arms and a pair of strong legs finish off the body he put so much work into. Although more of a swimmers physique, stuck with a little softness in areas he cannot help, his natural size and shape leans more towards the heavy lifting side of things than the more than your more svelte or aerobic types.
I'm not overly big on setting up a huge world for our characters to meld into before our meeting, or developing some new back story every time i roleplay.
That being said however, i do prefer carrying over from previous meetings and i enjoy character development. So slice of life and simple meet and greet style RP's are right up my alley.
I prefer to develop a rapport with new characters over time and working with that on later dates.
Although, if you are a role player that prefers to dive straight into the action, or my pants, i am not opposed to quick and simple settings. I am on rarely after all.
As for grammar, i expect what i am sure everyone on here expects, although i am picky about emotes and smileys (OOC and general chat they are fine, in a role play not so much)
All art has been commissioned by me.