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⌜task 025: next gen⌟
introducing davu shauku.
GENERAL
birth name. davu mufasa shauku. nicknames. tbd. date of birth. april 9th. age. 25. gender. male. pronouns. he / him. powers. n/a. sexuality. foghorn noises. place of birth. pride rock. current residence. elias , california. occupation. self appointed manager of caspian’s band / poli sci student at walt university.
APPEARANCE
height. 6′2. build. athletic. hair colour/style. black / curly. eye colour. dark brown. . piercings. ears and left nostril. tattoos. several. notable markings. n/a. glasses/contacts? both. faceclaim. m*son g*oding.
HEALTH
physical ailments. n/a. allergies. n/a. sleeping habits. 4 hours and he’s refreshed all damn day. alien behavior. eating habits. the single man living alone eats like a single man living alone. body temperature. average. dominant hand. left. drugs / smoke / alcohol? no / no / yes.
PERSONALITY
archetypes. turncoat & wise fool. positive traits. loyal, passionate, & kind. negative traits. stubborn, compulsive, & reckless. usual mood. cheerful.
RELATIONSHIPS
mother. nala omita shauku father. simba shauku. siblings. zachary & saskia shauku. children. n/a. birth order. first born, however his adopted brother is five years older. significant others. n/a. closest friends. caspian mcqueen & could be you !
TESTS
zodiac sign. aries. mbti. esfj - the consul. enneagram. seven - the enthusiast. temperament. sanguine. moral alignment. chaotic neutral. primary vice. lust. primary virtue. fortitude.
SKILLS & STATS
languages spoken. several - between his parents being multilingual and childhood motivation to hold basic conversation in as many languages as he could, davu doesn’t often deal with language barriers. drive? very well. jump start a car? yeah. change a flat tire? yes. ride a bicycle? yeah. swim? poorly. play an instrument? no but he tries. play chess? no. braid hair? nope. tie a tie? yes. pick a lock? yeah. sew? no.
compassion. 9/10.
empathy. 9/10.
creativity. 6/10.
mental flexibility. 7/10.
passion. 10/10.
luck. 8/10.
motivation. 6/10.
education. 9/10.
intelligence. 8/10.
charisma. 10/10.
reflexes. 5/10.
willpower. 7/10.
stamina. 7/10.
physical strength. 8/10.
battle skill. 4/10.
initiative. 8/10.
restraint. 6/10.
strategy. 9/10.
team work. 2/10.
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someone whispered: caspian and davu are annoying
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WALT EVENT ; DAVU SANTUCCI’S 25th BIRTHDAY BASH
as the son of simba santucci there was no doubt that davu was going to make a big deal about his birthday. he decided it was time for him to be the main event and that’s exactly what he plans on doing for his 25th birthday ( on april 9th ). the entire city of elias is in a state of partying. with a little convincing to the mayor, the city wide celebration is kicking off with a parade the birthday boy is leading. all the streets are closed so party goers can dance and hang out in the streets. certain stores are open with food and beverages. there are booths with games lining the streets, a bouncy house and there’s even merch booths with davu’s t-shirts. that’s not all ! the band paradise on the horizon will be having their elias big stage debut. ( merch for them can also be bought if you don’t want anything with davu on it ). as for parents in the city ? fret not, club 33 will be your safe haven from all the noise.
it’s davu’s party and he’ll go all out if he wants to. elias are you ready to let loose ?
CELEBRATE GOOD TIMES !
hello hello ! the wait is over. next gen is finally back. i know we’re all so excited to see our kids on the dash once more after a long time. as per usual, any outfits your character wants to show off their outfits tag it waltstyle. this event will kick off tonight at midnight and end april 13th at midnight.
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name → davu mufasa santucci age → twenty four faceclaim → jordan fisher parent(s)→ simba santucci and nala omita connections→ zack, kehlani, & saskia santucci ( siblings ) ; caspian swann-mcqueen ( husband bestie ) ; calypso turner ( looking emoji ) ; you ( second string bestie AT BEST hmu tho /jk ily )
davu santucci was thirteen years old when he decided he didn’t want to be a king, a gradual exposure to the politics behind the job turning his stomach on a good day. he, they, did not deserve to control an entire country based on the line of their blood. while he wasn’t there to see it, he always knew that royalty and the greed that comes with a thirst of power was what tore his family apart and inevitably killed his grandfather.
greed. politics. unqualified men craving a label that seemed more like a burden to bear than one to be celebrated. you couldn’t catch him calling himself a prince, the title he had already been assigned at birth, much less the kingship role that he felt pressure to live up to for just as long.
it took him longer to admit it, the self inflicted fear of disappointing his parents being held over his head for as long as he could remember. while he wanted to alleviate himself of the stress of power, to push that burden onto someone else - inevitably, his brother - seemed unfair. it seemed cruel.
fast forward to present day and davu actively strives for normalcy. causing trouble like the ripple effect wouldn’t extend to his entire family, he had found a new love in street art. it seemed careless to most, especially his mother, to opt out of responsibility to sneak around in the middle of the night and paint on buildings. but, it wasn’t really like davu to live his life to please anyone else.
he was the one who had to live with his decisions. he was going to be happy about it.
#{ you can't ask me to rule a kingdom i have no respect for | davu }#{ next gen | davu }#waltnextgen#my son
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Davu didn’t remember the last time he had absolutely zero plans on Valentine’s Day. Whether it was some shallow date so as not to feel alone or a party that basked in the very fact, ordering Thai and chillin’ with his cat just ... was not the vibe. It wasn’t gonna cut it. The bright idea came to him as he found a couple wild tulips outside his building and pulled them up from the ground - pluck pluck pluck - before heading inside with a spring in his step and headed up the stairs.
While he normally had to climb four flights of stairs to get to his apartment, he stopped at the third and opened the door to the hallway, strolling all the way down to the end of the hall and do the left - Calypso’s door.
He took one look at the tulips in his hand and knocked.
Maybe she didn’t have any plans either. @will-turnerx
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Davu was walking around with an empty clipboard. This wasn’t the first or last time that would be the case, either. Considering he hardly had a musical bone in his body (sans enough singing ability to comfortably do so in the shower), he had to find some other way to take part in the the adventures involved with his best friend’s band. So, for now, he would fake the role of “band manager’ and walk around with this clipboard. No one had to know that all he had clipped to it was a single sheet of paper that had “Davu Smells” written in giant letters in, of course, Caspian’s handwriting.
He promptly flipped the paper over and pretended it wasn’t there.
If Davu were to say he wasn’t keeping an eye out for Calypso as he walked around, it would be quite the lie - one he was sure she’d see right through. And when he finally did, he snuck up behind her as quietly as he could, smirk on his face as he said, “Excuse me, miss.” He looked to his clipboard, pretending there was .... literally anything ... on it. “I don’t see you here on my guest list.”
@will-turnerx
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