SHINODA, saxon kalv

[Saxon Kalv Shinoda]

I go by unknown, and my time zone is eastern pacific. I found this site by people. You can contact me errn, what.

`time to figure, time to sin
your time is done when you begin*

NAME:

Saxon Kalv Shinoda.

AGE:

Twenty-two years of age.

GENDER:

Last time he checked; male.

SEXUALITY:

Straight, for the most part.

SPECIES:

He is a shape-shifter. AN arctic fox one – white with black tips in the winter; black with white tips in the summer. That is, whenever he wants to shift forms.

NATIONALITY:

American, supposedly.

OCCUPATION:

Mechanic, thief (for his father and his contacts only), and an ‘artist’ – he draws, molds, sculpts for some extra cash.

`live for suffer, live for revenge
know your life comes to an end*

APPEARANCE:

Without any shoes and just bare feet, Saxon stands up at around six foot three. Yes, he’s tall; which can be both a good thing and a bad thing. The man was born with brown-orange hair. Despite that and over the years, Saxon has a tendency to dye his hair brown or to a darker brown since that slight ‘orange’ color in his hair makes him feel different. The man just wants to be normal and fit him. Saxon has the sharpest, deepest, viridian eyes you will ever see. It’s probably a gene from his shape-shifting-ness, but who knows. His build is muscular, but not ‘too’ muscular; more of that ‘mellow’ kind of muscular; the firm biceps, triceps, a few abs but not too overly done… The works. He isn’t a fighter and only gets the muscles by his hyper attitude, his heavy lifting, and his job that he does sometimes for his ‘father’. Saxon’s clothing style used to be weird and ‘artsy’; as in he wore things that people usually wouldn’t. But that was his teenage years. Now, he’s more casual and relaxed in his clothing; wearing nothing but a shirt, pants, and sandals.

CELEB CLAIM:

Ian Somerhalder.

`taste the blood, taste your fate
swallow your pride with your hate*

PERSONALITY:

Saxon is a free spirit that just thrives on new things and adventure. He was grown up being a little weirder than most people, but that never stopped him form anything. In his teens he was diagnosed “bipolar-depression” by his father’s doctor, and in some cases, it seems like it could be the right diagnosis. Saxon can be such a cherry guy, then down in the dumps the next. He is somewhat sensitive, but not entirely. He’s more of an internal moping guy, but always shows those sad puppy-dog eyes when someone turns him down or what have you. Saxon is an energetic man and won’t hesitate to go the extra mile for something that he wants. He’s a people pleaser sometimes, but he isn’t a push over. He will say no if he doesn’t fully want to do something – otherwise it’s a “maybe” and he’d “think about it”.

When he feels more anxious and helpless, Saxon usually does his art stuff. Most of his pieces reflect his mood at the time and thus most are either crestfallen looking or full of wrath. Seems like nothing in between; but he’s trying. Art’s fun, it’s a hobby for him, same with mechanics and fixing things. If there’s one thing he loves doing; it’s fixing things. Whether it be the cracked drywall or a car (his specialty), he loves getting hands-on things. Despite that cheery, hyper, and sad side of Saxon; there’s always an anger side. He rarely shows that for Saxon tries his bets to hold in his anger, but sometimes he lashes out. He’s more of a “all bark and no bite” kind of man, but on occasion, he will throw things. Saxon loves to engage himself in challenges otherwise and loves to try to make someone smile – even if he feels miserable inside. As he says: Smile; they’ll never know.

LIKES:

Working out. Women. Foxes. The smell of French Vanilla Cofee. Movies. Walks. Cars; everything about them. Fixing things. Being wanted in any way. Being praised. Getting paid. Drinking games. Not getting caught. Those cat toys with the noisy bells. Being creative. Making someone happy. Candles illuminating a special someone’s face. Fishing. Getting dirty in more ways than one. Being the center of attention.

DISLIKES:

Loud people. Ignorance. Being blamed. When people sway back and forth in line. When people take forever to do something. Liars. Church goers. The PETA organization. Not fixing up a car to someones standards. Religious nutcases. Irresponsible people. Teenage parents. People that don’t have morals. Spoiled food. Red Gum. When bells don’t jingle (the canine in him just oddly loves bells). Not being up to someone’s expectations. Getting dumped.

SECRETS:

His specie for one is a secret that he doesn’t tell anyone. The only person that knows about that is his ‘father’. Another secret that no one else knows about besides his father is his thievery occupation. He works for his father, and for his father alone – unless otherwise stated – as in working for a contact of his. One last secret that isn’t really a secret much (for Saxon sometimes lets it slip out) is the fact that he was an orphan; an abandoned child – Vladimir is just his step-father.

FEARS:

Being unwanted. Being put down more than he can handle. Losing his ‘father’.

DREAMS:

To one day find his real parents. To one day have a family of his own – and be much better than his real biological parents ever were.

STRENGTHS:

Quick. Sympathetic. Persistence. Fixing things. Flexible.

WEAKNESSES:

Speak before thinking. Bias. Silver objects. Moody. Broken objects.

`your last breath, your last stance
the last of all in your command*

HISTORY:

Sometimes when you fondle, you end up with something you don’t want. Two shape-shifters, Thomas and Vanessa, were lovers and mates or life, some might say. Though they loved each other dearly, they never wanted children. All they wanted to do was be normal in the world of humans. To them, they were freaks in love, they didn’t need to pass on genes or whatever; they had each other and that was all they needed. But unfortunately for Vanessa, she got pregnant one day. Unlike humans that just get one baby as the common standpoint; sometimes two or three… Vanessa was stuck with five. Five babies growing inside of her; all thanks to her shape-shifting genes. Due to how many there were, the babies were born early and premature. Unlike people that went to hospitals for this sort of thing, Vanessa and Thomas had their children at another woman’s home; a midwife. The babies were under special care, but never went to the hospital – though almost they did. The parents stayed with the woman for the longest time until the babies were good enough to leave. Though they both put on the masks of loving parents, they were anything but. These five creatures were unwanted; and even though they were the so called product of their ‘love’, they didn’t want them. Leaving but stopping at another city on the way home, the parents left the babies by a home that they thought would be suitable (they saw a loving couple enter the home). Not having the guts or glory to kill the babies and not having the will or tolerance to be parents, the two left the babies by the steps of the home in hopes they’d find them. They didn’t want to knock on the door or ring the doorbell – what if the two stopped them as they left? they didn’t want that. And with that – it was the last they saw of the five babies.

About a mile or so away, some distant, a man was in a hospital; staring at his wife form another room with tears in his eyes. He was about to be a father, but things went seriously wrong. Something with the baby was putting the mother in danger; jeopardizing both of their lives. The staff there were about to let the baby go and try to save the mother, but the mother yelled otherwise – save her baby. Nonetheless, the staff tried, and until the end. She gave birth, but with that her life seemed to sap away and she flat-lined. The baby was immediately put on some life-support but soon died just as they started to help it. The man, Vladimir, now had nothing. Tears stormed out of his eyes at the sight and just hearing it form the nurse just made him explode in sadness and regret. The man… Lost it. Hours upon hours passed, and the man finally left the hospital, tears on his face and looking like he cried Niagara Falls. Instead of going to his car, he walked away – heading to the local party store, grabbing some strong alcohol, and taking a long stroll. The man was depressed, he seriously lost it. He lost it all and just gave up on life right then and there. He lost his son, his wife… He had nothing left anymore. Drinking and walking, the man continued on in the cold weather.

Upon walking, Vladimir hear some soft cries under the blowing wind rushing through his ears, and his soft crying. At first he thought he was delusional, but upon getting curious and investigating the noises, he soon found the little baby seat full of babies. Outraged at first at whomever just left them like this, he was soon thankful. Taking the carriage-thing, Vladimir immediately went to the authorities. It was something he just had to do. The kids weren’t his, and three didn’t make it, but the two that did – Vladimir helped out as much as he could. After a year or so; he managed to get one of the children legally by adoption. It took forever, but he finally got one. The little boy was still small, but it was as if there was a God, and he gave Vladimir his son back. Naming the boy Saxon and giving the child his last name, Vladimir returned home as a windows man with a son that wasn’t biologically his.

As the child grew up, Vladimir was encountered with things that just made his brain explode. When Saxon was three, he changed into a little fox for the first time. At first Vladimir dint know how a fox entered hi home but assumed Saxon let it in, but upon seeing the thing change back to his son, Vladimir soon realized that humans weren’t the only thing out there anymore. The man was scared, and at first he didn’t treat Saxon like his son anymore, which was probably the reason his bipolar seemed to escalade more. Though after some weeks, possibly months, Vladimir soon came to accept this ‘gift’ that Saxon possessed and soon tried to teach him about it, though he knew nothing of it. He just set some ground rules for it – about control and when to shift. When Saxon hit his teenage years, the boy took interest in art as well as cars. Also during those high school years, Vladimir noticed Saxon was getting more independent and more… Sly… Along with his wishy-washy and almost bipolar persona – that he soon took the child to see what’s up, and that’s where he got diagnosed with “depression-bipolar”.

Saxon was slick, sly, but only when he wanted something or was greedy. Thus, seeing this, Vladimir managed to get his son into his business. The man was like a ‘boss’ – handing down orders and hits for ‘clients’. But Vladimir was also getting orders from someone higher up on the chain. It was kind of a family business, but Vladimir escaladed it more than he should. Soon enough, around the time Saxon graduated high school, he was a thief for hire under his father’s name. The man didn’t do anything major, just little thieving things like party stores, gun shops, and small galleries; nothing big like banks or museums as of yet – but he was being trained or it, if, or when the day comes. Saxon went to college for a few years for his mechanic degree. He took summer classes as well so got his degree earlier than planned. Just for some fun, he took some art classes on the side; since it was something more relaxing with work. Saxon was a busy man, but didn’t have the want to party anyways. He worked, he cleaned, he did what he needed to do, and he fixed things. Getting paid too for the most part. Vladimir was proud of Saxon, but sad when the man started to rebel a little bit. Saxon moved out with Vladimir and the two got a Duplex I Essex, New Jersey. Saxon wanted his own place but one close to his ‘father’, and to them, this seemed reasonable. They were close enough for if they needed one another, they were there – plus it gave them their own space and living arrangement. While Vladimir was more old fashioned and orderly, Saxon’s living space was more vivid in color and crawling with attention. To this day, at twenty-two, Saxon lives in that same Duplex; fixing cars at the local mechanic shop on Lafayette Street, and during his re time, he does his arts for some extra cash, as well as do the jobs his father wants him to do – if there is one at the time.

FAMILY LIFE:

Biological father: shape-shifter: unknown.
Biological mother: shape-shifter: unknown.
Steo father: human: Vladimir (Vlad).

Due to “special needs”, Vladimir was unable to adopt Saxon’s sibling. They deemed that it wouldn’t work due to one child was more medical favored and one mental.

They got children confused. When Vlad got better financially, he was able to get the sibling in foster care with him. It’s the closet he can get to the siblings together.

OTHER:

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