Candidate Sostosian

[Candidate Sostosian]

Player: Azazel
Best Reached: Cbox, “admin” account, T’laes “weyrleader” or this account.
Name: Sostosian (S’sian)
Age: 17
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Bisexual, swings for the boys.
Appearance: 5'7" tall, Sostosian doesn't mind the fact that he's short. He's built well, however, his body muscled from his time at sea. Swimmer's build suits him, in that he learned how to swim very readily, and loves to do it when he gets the chance. He'd got a bad case of a wandering eye whenever he's talking to someone, usually staring where he shouldn't be, and somewhat blatantly at that. He smiles a lot, almost always can be found laughing even on the worst of days, unless he's trying to make himself look good.

He grooms himself as best he can, but his hair seems forever unruly. His hair is a dark brown color though there's patches of blond mixed. He's very pale overall, but his time in the sun has left his entire body dotted with freckles. With a square jaw and a slightly pointed nose, there isn't much feminine about him at all, other than somewhat obsessive grooming, and he likes to invade other people's personal space.

Brown eyes, they're laced with a slight honey shading, and he prefers to be clean-cut, not that he gets much of a beard when he tries anyways. He keeps his hair short-medium length most of the time, as the long it gets the more knotted it gets.

Personality: Sostosian works hard and he parties harder. Quite frankly, he's a complete and total flirt and attention whore. He loves to hang all over people, make them laugh, and generally to try and make friends. He flirts with everything that breathes, whether or not he realizes it, and frankly even when he's not sounding flirtatious his body pretty much screams it in every motion that he makes. He's incredibly expressionate as a person, and he's not terribly afraid of showing it either. He's compassionate, dedicated, and kind. Over all, he tends to try and do his best to put smiles on other people's faces, and he's not the kind of person to just sit back and watch if he notices someone is upset. Whether or not he actually helps with his "in your face" kind of behavior is debatable.

He's somewhat easily insulted, though he isn't particularly easily swayed to someone else's opinion. When he's insulted, he blows it off as if it was a joke he was a part of unless the particular person bothering him persists. If laughter doesn't work, Sostosian skips the idle chitchat and moves straight into punching. He's used to getting into tousles because of his flirtatious nature, though he seems to refuse hitting girls. If he wants to do something, it's because he wants to do it and there isn't much in the way of the world that's able to stop him either. He likes to do favors for other people, especially when they refuse him. He also doesn't accept when other people are sad by just sitting there. Whether he starts making stupid faces or goes off to find a nice present, or suddenly flirting with them - stranger to them or not - it's just how Sostosian is.

He's also energetic and lively, and he does the best that he can to the best of his abilities. He's not afraid to quit, but it takes a lot of annoying persistence on his end before he admits defeat, but he's never serious about anything. He's almost always slouching, talking with his hands waving about, as he rattles on and on about nothing. The joke is because he's painfully addicted to klah, and it's true. His breakfast, lunch, and dinner are all not right without at least three cups during each of them.

Sostosian has had only one serious relationship, preferring to be a "short fling" kind of person as Sostosian knows just settling for one person would be somewhat murderous for him. He can't handle commitment, though he isn't afraid to try it if he's asked. If he's asked to commit, he'll offer to try it, but he's well aware that he's likely to cheat. Sostosian is a bit too much of a flirt, and rather addicted to being in bed. He's discovered he hates hammocks most of the time unless he's feeling adventurous, and frankly cramped spaces bother him a lot. He doesn't like having too many people sharing a room with him, it's nauseating and tends to ruin his flirtatious flow unless all of them happen to like him. Weyrlinghood, and the celibacy it requires, also terrifies him to no end. He's not sure he can handle that...

History: Born to a bluerider and a greenrider, Sostosian has been allowed to stand for clutches since he was young, but he often declined. In fact, the reason was because Sostosian had other plans for himself. He entered a Crafthall, managing young to work himself up to Journeyman status at Tillek Hold in Fishercraft. Sailing, being at sea, that was the special talent that had caused Tillek to send him up to Benden and then outward to the founding of Canaulia.

He'd been near the boats, helping move salted barrels of fish up into the lower caverns when the eruption first set off. Sostosian had managed to survive without injury due to jumping onto one of the main boats which had been heading out, as usual, for the day's fishing trip. He'd jumped and hitched a ride, only to land as the ceiling of the entrance tunnels for the ships collapsed, canine at his side as the boy nearly fainted from the sight. What was worse was when someone pointed to the smoke towering from the sky. The boat sailed idle until a small green dragon collapsed and hit the ocean tide, seared to death instantly from the hot clouds before hitting the water near the boat. Sostosian has blanked out much of anything after that, though he remembers the sailors and himself being picked up a few candlemarks later - and the cries the dragon's made to find the queen dead.

Unable to go to sea, to do what he loved, Sostosian works constantly on reconstruction, and by the weyrleader's whim he'd been forced into being Searched, as all were, and found, unsurprisingly, that he'd be suited to a dragon. Knowing that so many had died, Sostosian has vowed to Stand for a clutch this one time, and if he doesn't Impress or does, he'll go with the flow on the issue.

Pets: A black canine which has managed to survive the eruption by the name of Jakesie, named by his little brother, particularly very small built and noisy. He's almost always carrying the yappy mutt, usually in a bag at his side as it's trained to lay in it while he works.

Preferred Dragon Color: Blue~ Perhaps?