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"Be careful, my bark is just as bad as my bite." {Minor W.I.P}

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a character in “The Fall of Neverland”, originally authored by Luna Delta, as played by RolePlayGateway




⌈"Pirates and Peter and Heirs, oh my!. . . I have no shame."βŒ‹


SR-71|| Tomorrow
Adam Lambert || For Your Entertainment
Hurts || Silver Lining
Yuduki (Yuzuki)|| Dear You -Cry-


⌈"Who I was, what I am, what I used to be, none of it seems to matter. Not since she saved me, and he gave me a new life. I wonder if she ever feels the same though... Oh? You want the basics? Sure! Why the hell not?"βŒ‹


Mutt || Obvious it's only a name those who detest him call him, much like the nickname Stray Dog, however less endearing.

Stray dog || A nickname she had given him, more or so in a teasing way than anything else when she saved him. He no longer views himself as a stray though, viewing her as his "master", his "owner" if anything.

Elliot Lancelot Vegas|| His former name, Elliot Lancelot Vegas, though it no longer really matters sometimes when he's in trouble he tends to speak in third person. Of course, no one really notices that he's speaking in third person, seeing how he never let many know of his real name. It's his past name, and he'll only allow her to call him this.



Human (?)

Lost child

⌈Face ClaimβŒ‹
Heine Rammsteiner || DOGS: Bullets and Carnage


⌈"What the hell? If you want to know about me, stop talking over me... Are you still talking?... Shut up, I'm talking damn it!βŒ‹

⌈Hair ColorβŒ‹
Pure, snowy white with strands of silver here and there, scattered throughout his hair.

⌈Eye ColorβŒ‹
A shade of red, typically shimmering or dulling depending on Fang's mood. No matter what though, they glow constantly in the dark.

⌈Skin ToneβŒ‹
A pale, bisque color, sometimes tanning rather lightly being out in the sun.

Five feet and eleven inches.

One hundred and twenty four pounds.

⌈Physical DescriptionβŒ‹
At first glace, Fang never was one to blend in with the crowd. He was always the one who was stared at, even as a child. Being as tall and skinny, it'd be hard to even believe he's as physically fit as he is, with an endless burst of energy he could run for hours, and his exceptional strength is another thing too. Yes, he does in fact hold a six pack, well developed biceps, and well, he's simply just well developed in general.

His facial features, sharp and rounded with four ring piercings in his right ear and two rings and a stud in his left. Mouth and eyes constantly give off a vast amount of humorous, scary, and emotional looks, no matter how hard he tries he simply can't help it. As you go down to his neck though, half of a collar seems to be embedded deep into his skin, a scar and slightly large bump traveling down his back before slowly descending as it hits the middle of his spin, vanishing. No matter how hard you can try though, you'll never see these markings unless he has his shirt off, and even than the collar is masked quite well with the consent bandages around his neck and the collars of jackets and shirts. Otherwise, his hair is a constantly styling mishap waiting to happen, thought it sometimes does work in his favor.

Normally seen with two guns in gun holsters however, Fang never mentions if their actually loaded or not or where he even managed to get them. He'll only mention:
A) not touch them and B) that they were a gift.


⌈"When I sleep, all I see are things that I want to forget. All the people that have died and how I haven't died. I understand now. The things that I can't take back... And so, why? Why is an idiot like me left here, and what am I suppose to do?"βŒ‹

⌈Potential InterestβŒ‹
"Love? Does that actually exist? If it does, perhaps, just maybe, I might of loved so many before I came to this, but I wouldn't change it for the world."
After so many people he loved died, Fang has always been reluctant to love, but she proved him differently. She proved that one could love, even when the odds were impossible. It was because of her Fang had even opened up to Pan, to the Lost Children. It's for her, he lives on. Without her, he wouldn't have even developed small romantic feelings for {blank}, though he has developed more feelings for Pan than he lets on. No, in fact, no one even knows he plays on both sides, if you can call it that. He's more demisexual than pansexual, though some can consider them going hand in hand.

    ✦ Sharp shooting || Fang is a prodigy when it comes to shooting his guns, never missing if he actually chooses to fire them unless on purpose. He's wise with where he aims and doesn't mess around with his guns when he does shoot.
    ✦ Information gathering || Being that of an Information Broker before coming to Neverland, it was Fang's job to gather information for blackmail or other useless purposes, like finding lost parents and what not. Now, he uses it to keep up with some of the residence of Neverland.
    ✦ Emotional Masking || Fang knows how to mask the feelings of anger and sadness easily, be it he acts with a blank face or one that smiles. He had been raised to not show weakness, to never cry or lash out. It was exactly a year prior to coming to Neverland that his "Savior" managed to crack his mask, bring his walls crashing down around him. Now he only hides his emotions in emergency situations, or to save himself the grief.
    ✦ Liar || A skilled liar, no one can really be sure if he's telling the truth when it comes to three serious things. One, being his "Savior", her name, age, everything changing the more she's asked about. Two, why he has bandages around his neck, and why he has a bit more of a bump running down his spine and why it's scarred. Finally, three, his personal history of before coming to Neverland. Otherwise, besides these three things, he's never once lied to his fellow Lost Children, or really anyone for that matter.


⌈Power AbilitiesβŒ‹
    βœ” Abnormally advance senses || This includes sight, smell, taste, touch, and hearing. All of the keen senses are far more advanced than the regular human, though he obviously won't go around bragging. This can very easily help him excel at tracking signs of life and smell if something's poisonous. The downfall? Strong odors and tastes, not to mention high pitched dreams and dog whistles can get to the poor thing.
    βœ” Advanced agility || With that of a dog's speed and ability to jump, it's hard for many to catch up to Fang when he starts running, matching the speed of the Children of the Woods.
    βœ” Advanced strength || This man could leave dents in trees, or very easily punch a boulder a few times to smash it to chunks. This can leave him having to try and moderate his own strength when roughhousing so he doesn't end up breaking someone's ribs or arms or whatever the hell is the target.
    βœ” Extremely minor regeneration || Perhaps the main reason he keeps his advances and this little talent hidden, Fang is able to regenerate his own wounds, slowly but surely. When it comes to life threatening wounds however, he can only advance the healing to get him out a critical zone, but he's in extreme pain during the process. Enough where he wished he was dead, rather than healing. Enough where he'll fade in and out of consciousness, making it hard to watch him wither in pain. He's only been through this once however, and that lucky person defiantly would most likely never wish to watch this again. After all, that much pain was something that no ordinary human could ever withstand.


⌈"Fuck up, gents. Time to get to work!"βŒ‹

⚜ Though he won't admit it, Fang is rather protective of the Lost Children.
⚜ Has a total of five "siblings" back home, three of which being biological.
⚜ Once took a, ahem, nude photo with three others on a dare. Needless to say, it was awkward as hell but each of the four have a copy of it as a "memento"... Fang's just glad it was from the waist up. This little "dare" spun out of control during a drinking contest between five others, and Fang being a lightweight he couldn't even say no. It's like waking up drunk with four different, new tattoos and a women in your bed, just not as to the degree.

    ❖ Acting like a dog at times || This is one of the key few ways he earned his nicknames. He at times will joke around, letting out barks or an occasional "bow".
    ❖ Rubs the back of his "neck", or rather, his collar || Whenever excited, angered, depressed, or in pain he'll rub the collar and let out a soft groan frequently.
    ❖ Fowl language || Swearing like a sailor, it's a surprise he even knows how to filter his own mouth when speaking to those he loves.
    ❖ Biting / Violent || A violent man, Fang has an issue with biting, using his unusually sharp teeth, much like a canines'. Not to mention with his sudden outbursts when around women that he hasn't grown "accustomed" to touches him. He only allows three people, to touch him that are females due to the phobia of women he developed as a child.

    β™₯ Soleil 'Aria' Ada || "I consider her my savior, in a way. She saved my life long before Pan came into view of it. For that, nothing I ever do can repay her. Though my loyalties lay with Peter Pan, if I ever found out she came to Neverland as well, I believe I'd have to do a lot of reconsidering. I am her Stray Dog, her Guard Dog. I'll protect her with all I have left in me, and that I promise."
    β™₯ Peter Pan || "He swooped in when I had hit the lowest I had in a long time... When I needed to escape the most, the time I needed someone and she wasn't able to be there. For that, I owe him my life as well. My loyalties split, I believe... I believe I may eventually trust him enough, to at least tell him exactly who I am... If he doesn't already know, that is."
    β™₯ Guns || "They were first given to me on my first "birthday" by Soleil. Said they were how I was going to protect myself now, as if I wasn't a walking nutcase... Haha, who the hell let me in the Lost Children to begin with?" Sad smile "I keep the two I have close on my person at all time, but I do find myself fascinated with all guns of all types often."
    β™₯ Dogs/wolves || "Considering I'm practically one myself, I hold a soft spoke for the creatures as they like me as well. It's a mutual thing a pathetic being like yourself wouldn't know darling~."
    β™₯ Meat || "Uh, it's delicious. Duh. I mean, I like nuts and berries too, but meat will always be the way you get to my heart rather quickly."
    β™₯ The Lost Children || "My new family, of sorts. I'm used to having those not related to me claim to be it, but for once I'm accepting this myself. They are my family now, and third times the charm, right?"
    β™₯ Personal space || "I don't like being touched unless I like the person touching me. I hate women for the most part. I don't cry. Yeah, I'm a cold hearted bastard that values his personal space. Suck it up. Don't you dare fucking... UGH."

    ✘ Women || "Gynophobia is the fear of women. I developed this back during my childhood after I was constantly poked, prodded, hit by them. I hate many of them, Ram, and Soleil being the first acceptations to this, besides my two little sisters Eve and Eternal. "
    ✘ Invasion of space || "You know, you really should be mindful to a wild dog's personal space. Get too up in their faces and their bound to bite and fight back. Be a shame if you end up hurt, wouldn't it? That pretty little face of yours, covered in blood. Doesn't sound too good, huh? Good. That means you won't get in my face. I also have minor Aphenphosmphobia."
    ✘ Snapping || "I-I don't... I don't want to hurt you. Not now, not ever. Snapping isn't good. Snapping hurts those I love... I don't want to yell at you. I don't... Please don't make me... Don't..."
    ✘ His memories || "Blood, death, Eve... So much death, it smelt like crap back than. The taste of iron, copper even, it was disgusting. I have night terrors, all going back to those days. Going back to when they had left me in the dark, back where there were others like me. The fire, ashes, the disgusting small of burning flesh... Blah... Oh wait, no, that's the barbecue. Meat! Haha..."
    ✘ Blood || "Bad times that I've left behind. I don't want to see anymore bloodshed than I already have. I left it behind for Peter as payment. Besides, the taste I horrible."
    ✘ Corpses || "Have you smelt those damn things? Goddamn, you never get used to the smell. They are what I see during the terrors."
    ✘ When he can no longer control his anger || "I'm an ugly person when pissed. Very, very ugly. Gruesome, even. It's hard to regain sanity once it's gone, it really is."

    βœͺ Strong will || Once his mind is truly set to something, it'll be hard to twist it around and make him bow and retreat from it. No, he'll see it through to the end and won't let anyone steer him from the path from long. He refuses to bow for anyone, in short.
    βœͺ Constantly aware || He's a bit paranoid, but sometimes that's a good thing to avoid many obvious or slightly non obvious pranks or if something's missing.
    βœͺ Compassionate || He'll always help those in need, or feel bad if someone's crying. It's a good thing though, a valuable trait of being a good friend to him.
    βœͺ Lying || He's a master at lying about the major stuff, even some minor stuff too, if it means something to him anyway.
    βœͺ Brave || Though he isn't fearless, he'll take out his own fears or his own detest in order to save the people he loves and care for.

    ⌘ Drowning / Large bodies of water || Being drowned as a child would obviously help with this phobia development. He absolutely hates large bodies of water.
    ⌘ Women || Mentioned above in dislikes, he had constantly been "bullied" by that gender precisely. Not something he's very fond of thinking about often.
    ⌘ Touching || It's a minor case for some people, he tenses up, he freezes basically. For those of the female gender when they touch him, consider yourself in for a full out breakdown, screaming, panic attack, you name it you'll probably see him have it.
    ⌘ Love || He's not to sure what "L-O-V-E" is, to say the very least. He's never felt it besides that of a brotherly love, but he believes what he feels for Peter and Ram to honestly be this so called "love"... Maybe more than he knows.
    ⌘ Feelings || He's never been to keen on figuring out how other people are feeling, nor has he been good figuring out his own. He can only figure out if people love him in return or if someone may be sad or angry despite smiling if he observes hard enough.


⌈"Don't cry, alright? I promise I'll stay here until you're better, just stop... I don't like seeing you this way."βŒ‹

Image Playful | Aggressive | Stubborn | Rude | "Tease" | Protective | Secretive | Dense | Family oriented | Brave

Playful yet an aggressive man, Fang was always one to be something of an "aggressor" during situations, roughhousing and being verbally harsh to others around them when he views they need to hear it. Of course, needless to say as long as he's being entertained Fang's normally pretty damn playful to his friends and the people he feels comfortable around. He's just an easily bored individual is all.

Then, when it comes to making tough calls and choices, once Fang sets his mind to something there is only a one in a billion chance he'll let his views on a matter shift. He's incredibly hard to convince, and he'll always somehow act right away to prevent people from stopping him later on. Now, that can easily get him hurt, and it actually had before, but you won't hear that form him. He's just a stubborn pain in the ass is all, nothing personal, at least, if he likes you anyway. Otherwise there might be something more on a personal level between whoever's trying to change his mind and him.

Fang's never been the politest person to walk through Neverland either. He's snide comments and constant back sass commonly get him into a lot of trouble, let alone decrease his chances of getting hit. He doesn't open doors for ladies, he doesn't ask for permission before leaving the dinner table, and he doesn't like to say the word "please". Rude to a point, even these man has a set of "manners" he had picked up throughout the years.

A small, perverted tease, Fang rarely lets anyone see this side of himself, but even when he's being a small pervert to his few female friends and friends of all the male gender, he's still rather protective of his new found "Family". He doesn't want to openly admit this of course, as he would like to think that'd only get him viewed as soft by the few he actually cares about enough to worry about their thoughts on him anyway.

He keeps his past a secret, hidden away from many that he doesn't trust, including Pan himself. He hates talking about his savior as well, viewing discussion about these topics allow others to believe he's a weak, feeble person in reality. This can also contribute to being that of a dense person, never noticing his own, let alone another person's feelings. He doesn't know of the warning signs of falling in life, or the problems that would come with relationships like they did today. One could say he's most likely the most dense person one would even think about having to deal with in the end.

To top it all off, Fang's also pretty family oriented as well as brave, though being brave doesn't necessarily mean he doesn't feel any sort of fear. He simply dives in to quickly before he ends up changing his life in the most oddest of ways, and he'd do absolutely anything for his new "Family", and views them almost as if they are biologically related.

So begins...

Fang's Story


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Kensington, London. A quaint little district nestled in the western fragment of the Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, it’s notorious for being the best shopping alley across the expanse of England. With it’s plethora of boutiques, bakeries, antiques and entertainments, it isn’t a wonder why civilians of all social spheres flock to the cobblestone walks, each length teamed with artfully crafted oaks. Though, despite the boulevard providing endless thrills for this eclectic medley, only a select few have the first rate heaven of residing within the Victorian flats looming in the backdrop...even a smaller percent of that elite class being a full fledged family. And yet, despite the odds, this is precisely where our story takes wing.

As twilight descends on the abandoned focal square, the winds holding an iced spite from the North, it is here that the true face of Kensington springs to life. Those aforementioned high class patrons are bustling about in their homes, each one ruffled with anticipation for whichever soiree is being fabricated that night… however, one family in particular is scampering about a tad bit more than it’s neighbours. The Kingsley household, with it’s 5 members, call home to the second largest suite within this sectioned off heaven; Number 14 on Bloomsbury Avenue...and, while impressive, it has a pricetag to match it’s prestige. However, with a highly regarded lawyer and socialite as parents, the father and mother respectively, money has never been an issue for this purebred name. Though, if one was judging their class by the standards of their children, one would have to scoff at the notion of them even glancing at Bloomsbury. Even now, as Mr. & Mrs. Kingsley are preparing for an evening laced with champagne, dancing and laughter, the rambunctious attitude has yet to cease. While the mother hounds the two youngest, the Prince and Princess of the family, to quell their racing argument, the father has busied himself with doling out strict instructions to the eldest, the tertiary guardian of Apartment #14… yet, the head’s parting words will soon be all for naught. Unbeknownst to Mr. and Mrs. Kingsley, their beloved children are being carefully watched by a figure that has only existed within the sister’s goodnight stories; Peter Pan.


Meanwhile, upon the Mainland, the typical summer climate has been chilled to wintry blanket, white snow encasing the earth and ice protecting the sea. Sensing it’s nonofficial king’s absence, the magic within this otherworldly realm has receded from its inhabitant’s everyday lives, most now struggling to carry out even the most undemanding actions (such as flying or changing forms). Though that isn’t the most pressing concern at the moment.. no no, it’s far from that. The ship of the infamous pirate captain, James Hook, has been spotted not too far off the coast line, currently held in place by the frozen water’s greedy embrace. However, it’s only natural that they would attempt to make a movement to seize the Mainland at this point..what better time to do such then when the all powerful Pan is away?

Thankfully, the King, like always, is two steps ahead from the pirates; before leaving to retrieve the Heirs, the Lost Children were given explicit instructions. While under the Second-in-Command’s constructed administration, this group of orphans are to stalk and track the movement of the crew, attempting their best to keep the scoundrels off the land...and, if need be, fight tooth and nail to protect the beaches. However, the pirates have a similar interest regarding the Lost Children; capture and interrogate them to reveal Pan’s whereabouts, his plans. After all, with luck, maybe the King has disappeared for good?


As the Lost Children and Pirates begin to generate foul play with one another, the tribes have begun to do the same. Tensions are starting to arise between the three races, the lack of their Heirs sprinkling even more stress unto their councils more so than before. In fact, accusations are now being casually dispensed, each clan eager to pin the blame on another...some even targeting their King, Peter Pan, for his neglect to provide protection. However, the guardians are holding hope that the King will follow through on his promise, each one busy scouring the mainland foreigns of his return.