Alphonse Kinney

[Al Kinney]

alphonse leon kinney

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And I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd
You're gonna hear my voice when I shout it out loud

Name: Alphonse Leon Kinney
Nicknames: Al
Titles: None…. Really.
Age: 21
Gender: Male
Species: Dragon Rider (insanely mixed blood)
Social Ranking: Commoner
Orientation: Heterosexual

Abilities: Al can wield a sword like a boss, assuming his temper doesn’t get in his way. He also has a telepathic link with his dragon, Tiamat, and can use telekinesis if the need is there.
Tiamat is not actually his real dragon; the dragon that is really his lives inside his sword. It only comes out when he summons it, and even then it is bound to his sword. It is in a dire situation that he uses this, for the name it was given is rather hilarious…

It's my life
It's now or never

Play-by: Renji Abarai (Bleach)
Physical description: Tall and masculine, standing at around 6’3’’.
Hair style/color/length: Red, spiky, usually up, but when it is down it is long.
Eye shape/color/size: Almond shaped and brown. Kinda small.
Skin tone: Fair.
Scars, tattoos, piercings: Al actually has tattoos all over his body. They can be found on his forehead, his arms, and his legs. All are just black marks.
Clothing style: Plain. Nothing colorful, nothing very extravagant, just clothes you’d see someone wearing every day.

This is for the ones who stood their ground
To Tommy and Gina who never back down

Basic personality: Al is a fiesty individual, not afraid to speak his mind and tell you how he thinks it is. A bit big-headed at times, he does give off the impression that he thinks he is better than everyone else. This, however, is not completely true. He's cocky, arrogant, and as big mouthed as any teenage boy, and most seem to think he'll grow out of it.

If you can ignore the fact that he's constantly bickering, being obnoxious, and is usually awfully rude, Al can be a good friend. The only living creature that he truly trusts is the dragon who was passed down to him, Tiamat. Though Al has a terrible temper, she tries to control him and keep his anger at bay. Playful and a bit mischevious, she doesn't hesitate to leg sweep him or knock him lightly on the back of the head when he starts being irrational.
Skeletons: Pfft, he regrets nothing. Nor does he have anything to hide.

I ain't gonna live forever
I just wanna live while I'm alive

Mother: Joan Kinney
Father: Alphonse Kinney (Though he doesn’t even know the man’s name)
Siblings: None
Other important figures: Tiamat, his silver, agile, fire-breathing lizard buddy.

History: Al was born on December 14th, an icy, wet, nasty day. The midwife helped his mother give birth, and his father disappeared. Because of this, his mother wasn't sure on which name to give her son. She named him after his dad (though he doesn’t know it).

Growing up, he'd been disciplined a bit too harshly. This caused his teenage years to be rebellious, all he did was back talk his mother and run off. The event that put a stop to this was the day he had stumbled across a hole in the ground. Unknowingly, he misplaced his foot and fell down into the earth. It was here, in this cave, that he first met Tiamat. The purple dragon was much older than the boy was, and offered him guidance if he could get her out of this hole.

Born a rider without a dragon, he was always picked on for this set of unfornates. He agreed to help her, gaining a loyal friend and a place in society in the process.

Tomorrow's getting harder, make no mistake
Luck ain't even lucky, gotta make your own breaks

Your name/nickname: Tiffnay
Rp experience: Long time… 8ish years?
Lyrics by: Bon Jovi || It's My Life
Rp sample:

Kwenn's temper devoured her stable mind and she desperately wanted to hurl insults at the kid. As she watched him run away she noticed that he was limping on one of his legs. That was odd. She began to wonder what he had done to it when a male voice brought her wandering mind back to reality. Her head snapped over to the newcomer, who had apparently been there all along. Tonight just got weirder and weirder, that was for sure. Kwee's dark eyes studied him for a moment, before she placed her sword back into its sheath.

"I'm Kwenn... pleased to meet you?" She wasn't exactly skilled in the art of talking to other people; she usually kept to herself, but the man did introduce himself. It seemed to be fair that since he spoke to her she should speak back. So that was precisely how it worked. The teen wanted to get more information out of the man, but now probably was not the time for questions. Why in the Lord's name is everyone out in the middle of the night these days, anyway? Seems rather odd....

Was that guy standing there the whole time? Sheesh, whadda creep... And he just now offers to help. Kwenn was definitely not a person who was easily satisfied, though she truly was easily angered. She usually tried to ignore that fact. "If you want to help me, go ahead, though I'm not entirely sure on what I'm supposed to be doing. None of my training covered fighting rapidly multiplying mini demons, nor did it cover strange men who watched things from the bushes." Kwee gave him a look that contained mixed emotion and left her statement at that. She felt no need to continue and she was positive he got her point.

While she was standing there, one of the little demons and wandered over to her and latched onto her foot. The girl looked down and, thankful for her tennis shoes, kicked the little brat off of her foot. The little creature went flying and hit a tree, seeming to transform into a dust cloud. That was the end of that little guy.....

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