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Dhiren sighed as he moved through the Fair. What was he doing here again? He wasn't entirely sure. He perused various stands and stalls, and watched as people showed off various crafts and arts. But to be honest, none of this really interested him. One person had an entire booth full of old tools. He was currently showing a very intrigued young lad how to drill a hole through a board of wood...by hand. Dhiren sighed - boring. Another had a table lined with hand made belts. The woman behind the table was showing a wide eyed girl how the belts were braided together with yarn. This held his attention for a few minutes - the belts were brightly colored and some of them had beads or pendants....but still. Boring. He turned away and continued walking. He did of course continue browsing as he walked, but nothing caught his eye. <p>

And so he walked. He soon found himself out of the main fair grounds, and walking along a stone wall covered in ivy. He stopped, suddenly realizing that he was well away from the fair now and should probably get back. But then something caught his eye - it was a gate - a wrought iron gate. It also had ivy covering it. And something else - he lifted his hand and pushed some of the ivy to the side.<p>

Underneath the ivy was a metal sign. It was covered in dirt and barely legible. How long had this place been here? Dhiren didn't recall having seen it before, surely he hadn't wondered <i>that</i> far from the fair grounds. He looked at the sign again, "WARNING:" the sign read, "DO NOT EAT."<p>

Do not eat? Dhiren felt his head tilt to the side...do not eat what? He pushed the ivy to the side in an attempt to see through the bars. It looked like a garden, there were stone stepping stones along a grass pathway, and beautiful looking flowers, and what looks like an orchard or something of the like...it was fascinating, and he was a curious cat. He looked up and down the lane, trying to decide whether to go explore or not...Do not eat...what could be hiding in there to eat? And why couldn't it be eaten?
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He strolled through the zoo, as he did most every day. Call him crazy, but he thoroughly enjoyed it. Sure the majority of it never changed - the animal exhibits, the animals IN the exhibits, they never changed. But the people change. The people in the zoo are almost never the same. There were people of every possible culture, background, and ethnicity. He often wondered how many of them came from the other realm, as he had. But that wasn't something you could exactly just walk up and ask, "Hey mate, did you happen to come from a magical word across the bridge?"...<p>

He always stopped at one of the prey's exhibits. It was a habit from his days as a predator...he loved watching them. He would sit there and watch them, absently licking his lips as he remembered his hunting days....not that he'd had that many, living in a palace. But there had been one on occasion. A tiger had to eat after all. <p>

Today he found himself in front of the reindeer. They weren't his favorite quarry, as they weren't native to his homeland, but they were prey just the same. He smirked as he eyed a young one. Yes, that one looked quite delicious.<p></div><center> <a href="http://shine.b1.jcink.com/index.php?showuser=10275">THANKS</a></center></div>
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<div style="width: 400px; text-align: center; font-family: tahoma; font-size: 11px;">Rajah ★ Aladdin ★ Sendhil Ramamurthy ★ lad ★ 35</div><p>

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I suppose I should start with my mother. She was captured as a cub and raised as a performer in a traveling circus. She was miserable. Cage after cage, then stupid little tricks that she could do with her eyes closed. Once she had been in the program for several years they decided to breed her. And thus I came along, along with a handful of brothers and sisters. Our training began immediately.<p>

But then one day, when we were all still little tikes, an older human came in. He was short and squaty. Us cubs liked him immediately - he was fun to chew on. But he brought along his daughter. She was just a cub too...or at least, the human equivalent. By listening to the conversation between him and our masters, we began to understand. One of us was being sold.<p>

Of course, this was no real surprise to any of us. Our mother had been telling us that it would happen eventually. But the thought of being on our own still scared us.<p>

The chubby one's daughter was let into our pin...we were all just cubs anyway, and spent a few minutes with each of us. I was the last one she came to, and I still remember the moment as if it was yesterday. She picked me up just as she had all of my siblings, and looked into my eyes. I resisted at first, scrambling to try and get away...but then we locked eyes, and my struggles ceased.<p>

She was so sad. Sure, for the moment she was smiling and laughing - who wouldn't be with such ADORABLE tiger cubs? But I could see in her eyes a sadness - and it was one I was familiar with. It was the same type of look I saw in my mother. I wanted to fix the sadness. <p>

I reached my paw towards her, tapping her nose gently before leaning forward to rub her face with my cheek. She smiled, genuinely smiled, and spoke words to her father. She never put me down the rest of the day. <p>

My mother moved across and gave me a long lick and nuzzled me with her nose...and that was the last time I saw her or any of my siblings.<p>

Time went by and Jasmine and I grew. We grew physically, but also closer together. I even slept in her bed with her occasionally, particularly when she was upset about something. We were best friends, and I was her fiercest protector.<p>

Once she grew older, her father started trying to find her "suitors", which I compared to my masters back in the circus finding a mate for my mother. This angered me greatly - Jasmine was MINE. IF she was going to find herself a mate, they would have to have my approval....and majority of the men her father picked out most certainly did not. I had them running off in fright on more than one occasion. Ha...her father grew rather irritated with me. But I showed him too.<p>

And then one evening she had grown particularly tired of the whole thing. I grew suspicious when she didn't return to her room for much longer than usual, and so I went to investigate. I sniffed her out quickly enough, and caught her trying to sneak out. She was just going to leave! Without saying goodbye or anything! I started to scold her, I wanted to so badly...how could she just leave me like that?<p>

But one look at her face told me all I needed to know. She was miserable here - even with me there for company. She wanted more than the palace walls could give her. To her they were a prison, just like the cages had been for me and my mother. And so I let her go, and even gave her a lift up the tree.<p>

And then she was gone. In a matter of minutes my entire reason for living was just...gone...and she'd left me behind. I understood though. Sort of. She'd always felt trapped. I suppose I should have felt the same, being a wild animal, but since she was there I never once felt that way. All I could do was hope that she'd find something to live for as I had.<p>

And so I spent the next day or so moping around in a crippling depression. And then, suddenly, she was back. But things were worse now. Something had happened to her while she was away. I comforted her as best I could..but she just cried. <p>

For Days.<p>

Soon though, another suitor appeared. He came with a huge parade, and was very well received by...pretty much everyone. Except Jafar.<p>

Ha. For once, the devil and I agreed on something.<p>

This suitor, however, had the guts to show up on my princess' balcony. Can you imagine? Just pop up out of nowhere. I didn't take very well to that of course and was about to let him have it, but Jasmine stopped me. She saw something in him that I didn't see, but it was the first time since her disappearing act that I'd seen her show much interest in anything...so against my better judgement I let them go.<p>

The next few days went by much more smoothly. Jasmine was happier than I'd ever remembered seeing her, which of course made me happy. Everything was going well...until Jafar got a hold of that lamp.<p>

After that, everything went crazy. All hell broke loose, and Jasmine, myself, and everyone else were forced to flee the Palace, seeking refuge in a land much different from our own.<p>

Here, I am human - I have a human body, and human abilities...I'm very much enjoying the opposable thumb....I do miss my teeth and claws though. I feel so frail and vulnerable in this human flesh, I'm not the predator that I was before.<p>

In order to keep up my physique, I've started doing many activities that the humans use to keep active. Running is one. I find that the power I feel as my feet hit the ground is almost as good as being a tiger. Almost. I also visit the gym frequently - although I find it tedious and dull. I've also started learning martial arts and training with weapons - I don't have my claws anymore, I need other means of defending myself...and Jasmine, although I don't really think she needs me anymore. She's much stronger now.<p>
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NAME:<br> Dhiren Rajah Tarak (Ren)<br> All of the names are Indian in origin, and each name has a meaning which I felt applied to the character.<p>
I chose Dhiren for two reasons. Firstly, it is the name of a tiger prince in the book "Tiger's Quest". And the characters match up enough in my head that I thought it was appropriate. Also, Dhiren means "bold one", and Rajah is definitely that.<p> I chose Rajah because well, that's his name. I just didn't want him to actually go by that. It also means king.<p> And Tarak means protector - and since he is Jasmine's protector I thought it appropriate.

<p>PLAYBY:<br> Sendhil Ramamurthy - I knew that I wanted his face claim to be Indian, and I wanted him to be somewhat fierce when need be, but also good looking. After quite a bit of digging, I finally found this guy. I think he fits the bill.

<p>BIRTHDAY:<br>
August 4th

<p>OCCUPATION:<br> Private Security, currently stationed at the local Zoo.

<p>POWERS & ABILITIES:<br>
He got to keep a few of his tiger perks when he crossed to the real world. For starters, his strength is quite a bit more than your average human....you won't find him throwing around cars though, let's not get crazy. He also still has all of his senses - stronger night vision, and he can hear and smell far better than we can. His nails are also a bit tougher and stronger than usual, and he keeps them filed to points almost like claws...but he still misses the real things.

<p>PERSONALITY:<br> There are two very important traits that need to be stressed with Ren - Protective, and Loyal. His entire world revolves around Jasmine - it always has, and it always will. He will never, ever betray her, and will do anything and everything in his power to keep her happy and safe. I like to think that now that he's human, he has almost romantic feelings for her - but doesn't really understand that himself yet, and even if he did he would never ever act on them for fear of her leaving.<p>

He's very focused. He is focused on improving himself physically and mentally. In some ways he hates being a human, so he trains hard to be able to defend himself as well as those he cares about.<p>

He also trains to fight off the slight depression that is almost constantly there. He misses the way things were, he misses being Jasmine's only companion, and the simple days in the Palace. Most of all he misses being a tiger. He feels very vulnerable now - and lives for the trips to the Animated Realm where he is once again his tiger self.<p>

Ren is really quite proud and even a little arrogant and vain - as most tigers are...or should be. He considers himself quite a handsome bloke - even as a human.

<p>BACKGROUND:<br> pretty much all covered above.

<p>CANON CUTOFF:<br> After Jafar has Genie place the palace on the mountain.

<p>NOTES:<br> So. I focused his app around Jasmine - because I feel like that IS his focus in life. I like to think that he would never ever leave her - even if they got separated during the darkness, he would find her. But any of the above that I need to take out and change I will. Just let me know ^_^ I'm still kinda learning how all this works.

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