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Troy Moran
 Posted: Aug 25 2017, 11:56 PM
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Troy Moran

  • full name: Troy William Moran
  • age: 39
  • gender: Male
  • occupation: Zoo/Sanctuary Owner
  • power/class: Douser Class-4

appearance

  • face claim: Tom Hiddleston
  • height: 6’1
  • tattoos: Stingray on back
  • piercings: None
  • scars: Many small ones from work. Nothing significant.

relationships

  • sexuality: Pansexual
  • relationship status: Single
  • current partner: None
  • parents: Anita Moran-Asher {Mother-64}, Hector Moran {Father(deceased)-68}
  • siblings: Amelia Moran-Jones {Sister(married)-34}
  • children: None

health

  • physical ailments: None
  • mental ailments: None
  • allergies: None
  • addictions: Coffee/Caffeine
  • smoking: No
  • drinking: Socially
  • drug use: None

HE’S A WILD CHILD

reckless and free

There's a lot of boring stuff at the beginning, you know? Kind of like those prefaces in textbooks that summarize the next twenty pages of information. Blah blah. The only thing, only one, is that I'm not from Lincoln City, not originally. I'm from England, but we moved to the fabled land of the free when I was still young. I think I was seven, or eight, I'm not sure. But we came here because my mother loved the ocean (a warmer ocean) and my father got a business gig of some sort that kept him away from the house a lot. He died of heart complications a few years ago. Reminder: Don't work yourself to death.

Anyway, what I can tell you is I was a crazy kid. Always outside in the dirt or sand or ocean. My mother hated washing my clothes but she loved the things I could find and bring home, and… Some she didn't. I mean the tarantula was cool right? She didn't think so. Or the snakes or lizards or… Anyway, much of my childhood was out and about in nature. If I wasn't in the backyard playing I was off somewhere else hiking or exploring. I loved nature, still do, but I loved finding animals and writing them down or drawing them or even bringing them home. If I wasn't out in the world I was watching all about it at home on the telly. I loved documentaries and science and nature shows. I was an obnoxious parrot I'm sure, telling my mom all about some ecosystem they explored or some neat cave with cool animals in it. I don't know how she endured me so pleasantly, but she did. Even when I dragged my little sister with me and brought her back a mess of mud and foliage, mother still just smiled and sighed and asked about our adventures while she ushered us into the tub.

I didn't change much into my teens. I was a rather lone wolf of a kid, busy with getting through school days to go out to the beach or the woods nearby. Amelia came with me pretty often, until she became popular and everyone loved her and she was too busy being social to hang out in the forest checking out beetles. I turned my own adventures to the coast, and I played in the sand and surf and sunshine for hours on end, only coming home once the sun had set. That's how I found out I was a special, by the way. One adventure gone a little too wrong that should've killed a normal kid. Looking back on it it's...it sounds harrowing and it was but it almost seems cliche. I had been exploring along the coast when I found a rocky outcropping, a narrow path on a ledge to climb to the top and...the nice ocean below. A perfect cliff diving location. Naturally, I clambered up, cut my foot and hands a few times before I made it, looking out over the dark expanse of water that waited for me. It was a rush, lemme tell you, running over that bit of space and throwing myself stupidly over the edge. I screamed and cheered in delight, crashing into the water and feeling the rush of bubbles surround me. But the problem was as I got back to the surface. I don't know if I just didn't see it right from above or if some freak thing happened, but the waves….they just kept coming. I kept getting tossed around, dragged back out and thrown back in, over and over. I panicked of course, I mean really how could you not? As I freaked out and flailed about and lost my breath, I had that weird realization I might not make it. I was being thrown about like a rag doll in this vicious current and I could barely keep myself upright. I'm a strong swimmer, don't get me wrong but…

Long story short, I ran out of oxygen. I couldn't get enough air in my lungs and I kept swallowing mouthfuls of seawater and eventually, I inhaled it. At first, I coughed, which made it all worse because more and more water went in my mouth and lungs, and with the tide playing a toddler game of shake the fish, I didn't stand a chance. So the water rushed in, filled me up from gut to throat and lungs in-between. I was pretty sure that was a wrap, but then something weird happened. It stopped hurting. I didn't cough anymore and...honestly, I felt like I wasn't even in water. My lungs expanded because they run on autopilot and they wanted oxygen, and then...I breathed.

Yeah no, I was still submerged. Hell when I opened my eyes the salt stung them and I saw the blurry shapes of the rocks around and the seaweed and the white mess of waves above my head. Yet I was breathing. Don't get me wrong, I freaked out about it once I made it to shore and breathed real air again, and I kept freaking out as I got home and my parents asked what had kept me so late. I told them, of course, and they didn't believe me at first, hell they didn't believe me when I kept saying it. But then one day I took a bath and proved I was part fish.

Okay I'm not really part fish, obviously. My mum and dad told me to keep it quiet, that I wasn't supposed to show off or brag about it otherwise bad things happened to me and my family. I wasn't an idiot, and I listened to their warnings and didn't show off or talk about it, as much as I wanted to. Instead, I took my newfound talent as Aquaman and went swimming and diving. I explored ponds (they're gross water wise but amazing ecosystems and animals) and the ocean (stingrays and octopi are awesome) for hours. I took up surfing and eventually learned how to sail a boat so I could really get out there, out where the ships are wrecked deep below and create reefs. Where the fish dance and dart along octopus tentacles and sharks look on the distant horizon. All of this, somehow, inspired me to go to college and take up as many majors as I could. I was there for a while, let me tell you, but eventually I discovered what I wanted to be.

A zookeeper. Don't you laugh, I know you want to, but I'd always loved animals and I hated office settings and it seemed, right. I've a handful of degrees; biology, wildlife ecology, conservation biology… Just to name a few. I've also a doctorate in Animal Biology and Zoology, so it's kinda fun to hear people get all professional and call me Doctor Moran while I'm in Khakis and holding a toucan with a lemur on my shoulder. Yes, I've heard the jokes, please don't call me Dr. Doolittle, I can't talk to animals, I just have a...way with them.

Always did, even as a child, but as I grew older and matured, I took my studies seriously. I spent a lot of time interning, traveling, I worked with all animals I could, studied some basic veterinary skills for exotics and non native species. But I wanted to know them all, and I did. I started working at a zoo, but over time I decided the commercialism wasn't for me. Let me tell you a secret, most zoos don't really care about their animals, I mean they do to an extent but...they're worried about profits, and instead of spending the money to fix up enclosures and the likes, they worry about fancy public seating and shit like that. I didn't like it, so I left.

It took a lot of work, and a lot of loans, but with some help from my parents, and an inheritance after my father passed away (yes, it was hard on all of us, I don't need to say more), I got everything I needed and went to work.

Now, if you take a drive about thirty minutes out of the city, you'll find the Moran Animal Sanctuary. It's a zoo, sort of, I've got most of the animals possible for a zoo, some amazing aquariums (trust me, the commercial zoo can't touch me on this one), but better yet, I've got animals who need safe, happy places to be, and that's where they are. I rescue all species, I rehabilitate many, many more become part of our special program for kids and people with needs. We have educational days where people can come meet all sorts of animals and get up close, even pet them, depending on the animal. We have a petting zoo for all ages because who doesn't love cuddling lambs and goats. We also have an octopus named Peg-Leg because I have a terrible sense of humor.

I could go on but I should stop. I've been running my zoo for seven years now, and I'm happy to say it's pretty damn popular. We've got funding from amazing organizations who recognize our work as conversationalists and...I'm bragging aren't I? Yeesh, so rude, I'm sorry.

So that's it. I'm still unregistered, I don't do much in regards to my abilities. I mean it's nice to fill all the water bowls so easily let me tell you, and I still go out to surf on occasion or dive in a secluded coast, but I keep to my zoo and animals, because people...well...they're...difficult. Maybe I'm still that weird kid from school who kept to himself to chase lizards and bugs in the forest, or the teen who spent all of his free time in the ocean instead of with friends or on dates or at school dances.

Plus...there's a lot of mess going around about the Specials, I'll just keep to my quiet little house in the back half of my zoo, surrounded by woods and the sound of birds every morning.

Ignorance is bliss, right?

Ah… Yeah. Do you have more coffee?

Oh god, It's been a while huh? Shit, look what's happened. There's these crazies running about and all this fancy shit is happening and...fuck, I've gotta keep my head down mate. I mean I try to keep it down ostrich style but I've really gotta do it now. But I swear if any of these maniacs ruin my zoo, hurt my animals. I'm going to be like that aqua guy in that movie and just...I'll drown them all.

That was extreme huh. But I mean it.

Shit I need some alcohol, forget the coffee...

Summary

Summarize myself huh? Sheesh, Okay, I guess I’m a fun loving guy? Maybe? Actually no scratch that. I’m an animal lover, a nature lover. I’m a reckless idiot who goes diving with sharks and octopus and eels and stingrays and I don’t give a damn about my life or limbs. I lay in pens with cheetahs and wrangle cobras and I love every minute of it. You’ll sooner find me in the wild than you’ll find me at a bar or a mall, and I’ll probably be pestering some poor creature I thought was just too cool to leave alone. I love to laugh and smile and I love making people laugh and smile, but most of all I love teaching people about animals, about conservation, and about a really great vegetarian recipe i found on pinterest hang on lemme get it...

Friends

I've got a narrow friends list, mostly because so many of them are not human. I mean I have friends, I make friends pretty easily, but I'm not the most available person. I try, and I do enjoy the occasional night off for drinks or a movie or something like that. I've gone camping with friends before and taught, or tried to teach, a few how to surf. I've been told I'm a fun guy, funny despite the accent. I like making people laugh and love to see people smile so...it's weird to talk about myself like this you know? I think I'm a good friend, or I hope I am. Sorry if I forget to text you back...it uh...happens a lot.

Enemies

I don't think enemies is a good word. I mean, I don't have enemies. I dislike Enforcers but I think that's just on principal of being a special. I mean they're doing a job and I get that but if they could not be so...gung ho about it? Like jeeze chill not everyone is gonna go ape crazy or something. I'm not fond of the other zoo, but that's because their priorities are wrong but... whatever. I mean I can sit in my lion cage and be cuddled and rubbed on all day, can they say that? Nah. But no, I don't have or make enemies. Too much hate in the world already to add to it.

Lovers

Wow, personal? I've had a few relationships, nothing really got serious because I'm “too busy with animals” or pay too much attention to them, I don't just know, I tired to balance it but, I mean, I run a zoo. My life is a zoo, literally. Lots of people don't get that, but, what can I do. They like the accent until I come home with a fox that needs around the clock care, then I'm not being attentive enough. Anyhow, I'm not bitter about it, just busy. So, I guess if someone kinda understood that and accepted that, things might work long term. Otherwise....I'm pretty casual about it all...It feels weird to say. I don't lead people on though! I'm all about communication and...wow this is all awkward t talk about. I'm just...I'm chill, that's what I'm going with.

About The Player

  • Alias: Legion
  • Age: 29
  • Characters: Jaxon Alexander, Samuel Carlisle, Amanvir Singh, Troy Moran, Daniel Garland
  • (M)/Smut: Yep
  • Triggers: Nope
  • Limits: Rape/Forced Situations, BDSM
  • Blurb: Straight up Slytherin here, I’m a recluse on my best days and an all around hermit 24/7. I hail from Wisconsin, nestled right next to Lake Michigan and have a deep love for heading to the forgotten north for some peace and quiet. I’ve got a horcrux in the shape of a grey tabby feline named Loki, and if you ask me about her I won’t shut up about her. Been writing for 15 years, and started on some LOTR sites and then moved to Harry Potter and back and forth until I wound up, well, here. I’ve been staff on a few sites, and will do my best to answer any and all questions you throw my way.

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TARA
 Posted: Aug 26 2017, 08:59 AM
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HOLLY HOWELL
 Posted: Aug 26 2017, 10:32 AM
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holly & troy

A pyro and a douser walk into a bar...

So yeah. These two need to be a thing. Maybe Holly has ventured to the zoo when she's trying to lay low or just decompress after another row with Max? It would make sense I think. Animals don't judge you, they just carry on with their own lives. I can see her and Troy sparking (heh) a friendship of sorts. Maybe they know about each other's powers, maybe they don't. Maybe it's just a simple friendship (perhaps even a sibling-esque relationship). Either way, it would be super cute and I need it to happen.

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Jeromie Evans
 Posted: Aug 27 2017, 06:58 PM
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Jeromie & Troy

   I need this bromance in my life. I feel like maybe Jeromie had taken his daughter to the zoo a few times before she died and I don't think he's worked himself up to going back quite yet, but I'm sure when he does, he'll find it peaceful in a sad sort of way. And then he can get around to seeing some "help wanted" flyer or something. It would be a bit more flexible for him to work there than at the factory since he's also trying to take classes and stuff. Lemme know.  
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Jeromie Evans
 Posted: Aug 28 2017, 10:03 AM
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Jeromie & Troy

  You don't even know what Jeromie did in my head. If Troy puts up any kind of monument, doesn't matter what it is, Jeromie will probably cry. And to answer your question, Ella loved the zoo. It was her favorite place.

But I have this weird image in my head of Jeromie finally getting up the courage to go to the zoo and they're a little wary because he's a middle aged white male with no kids just loitering so someone comes up to him like "uh... sir?" Don't know how that would fit into anything else, but it's amusing me.

My question is: Do we want Troy and Jeromie to already know each other from when Jeromie took Ella to the zoo all the time or no? We can do it either way, start from scratch or just deepen the acquaintance into a bromance.  

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Jeromie Evans
 Posted: Aug 28 2017, 10:17 PM
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Jeromie & Troy

  I want this. I need it. My body is ready. And ironically, I think Ella's favorite part was probably something aquatic. Seals, maybe? Dolphins? She liked watching stuff swimming around underwater.

Anyhow, yeah, Jeromie will get emotional. I'd love to have a thread where he comes back for the first time without Ella or Ryleigh. Troy can track him down after one of his staffers is like "yo, there's this dude..." Maybe near closing time so they can have those drinks. -nod nod- It's a plan. I like the plan.  

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Vianne Archer
 Posted: Dec 22 2017, 08:16 PM
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Troy & Vianne

Vi loves the outdoors and I'm getting an inkling that Troy at least likes them too. Having done a lot of camping, hunting and hiking with her family in the past and just as a way of life I can see her taking off into the hills (or what ever least tampered with patch of trees she can find) to just let off some steam. Maybe she accidentally wanders onto Zoo land (is it more of a farm style rescue zoo or middle of town lots of walls and fences?). Or could have a confrontation between a hunter and an animal lover at some point!

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Vianne Archer
 Posted: Dec 23 2017, 05:29 PM
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Troy & Vianne

  Oh they can totally butt heads over the animals for food issue haha! Vi' hunted to help feed her family so it wasn't like she did it for sport and is totally stubborn enough to defend her families way of life especially since hunting and trapping were things her dad taught her and parents are still a sore subject with her. I don't think she does much hunting for food these days though, as they have the farm. If anything they might pick a chicken for the pot if they need too lol. But she'd totally think him a weirdo for not eating bacon, bacon is awesome.

I don't see her climbing any fences, well unless she was drunk. And would probably need someone egging her on lol. Which could do.. hmm.. but could also start somewhere else, maybe something got loose, and/or there is a fence down due to a recent storm. Walking through the woods and come across a penguin... WTF! Just how high am I?? haha!

 

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