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Post by Ventia on Aug 10, 2013 14:58:31 GMT -5
Ventia Black
Lover: Lucrezia
Mate: Ivan Trevor (Formerly deceased)
Pack Relations: The New Dawn's Beta
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Dark Grey, turns Silver when emotions get out of hand.
Height: 5'10
Father of Children: Ivan Trevor
Children: Rose White/Elena, Jareth and Katie Black
Physical Description: Ventia is tall 5'10, she has long curling black hair that stops at the middle of her back. Her grey eyes are always intense with some kind of emotion. She is white but gets a nice golden tan whenever she's working out in the sun. She isn't a small girl, she has all the right curves and muscles. Has a Cross tattoo on the back of her neck as well as a dragon tattoo covering her entire back; she has dimples though those are rarely seen.
Wounds: A brand mark of a 'K' on the back of her neck, 'K' stands for 'Keith', she has his bite mark and multiple raw scars on her legs, from him forcing her legs open, on her chest, for cutting her and watching the blood run down, and she has whip slashes on her back, from when he would punish her for not obeying him. Due to the fact that she got these scars after she was pumped with silver and wolfsbane, they are slower in their healing and therefore still noticeable, however most of the scars are gone and only the whip lashes and the brand mark are noticeable.
Attitude: She's hostile but laid-back; the observer. Ventia doesn't trust people easily unless they are her pack; she's very loyal to her pack members and anyone who managed to get close to her heart-Ivan. She is very sweet to people now, she's not open to them and doesn’t tell them all her problems but she's sweet. She's a bitch to her closest friends and I say bitch because she's able to let loose with these people and can treat them however she pleases, usually this involves teasing them, pushing their buttons and frankly just having a good time because she knows that she's safe with them. She's afraid of getting attached and afraid of getting hurt by her loved ones. She doesn’t like being touched by men. However just because she is sweet to people doesn’t mean that she will take their crap. She won’t tolerate anyone disrespecting her or her family. She's also not a pushover; don’t take advantage of her newfound kindness because she won’t deal with that. She's still the same woman who would put a gun to someone's head if they bother her in any way that is inappropriate. She used to fear her father but now after everything that happened to her, she doesn't care anymore. Her only weakness? Her children.
Tattoos: Ventia has a black cross tattoo on the nape of her neck. Now she was a full back tattoo; the tattoo is a silver and black Celestial Chinese Dragon holding four royal blue spheres with her children's name engraved into them. The spheres were cracked but still in tact and the dragon was wounded, blood stains against it's silver scales but there was danger and protection strong in it's eyes. The tail wrapped around Ventia's upper left thigh. The dragon represented fierce protection for her children, the coloring-silver and royal blue-represented both Ventia and Ivan. The spheres were cracked which represented how her children had a hard time growing up but how they were still held together. There was a tear drop on Angel's sphere and the dragon's talons had circled even more protectively over Jareth's and Katie's spheres than the others. The teardrop was symbolic for Angel's passing and the over protectiveness embrace was symbolic of Ventia's overly desire to make sure the rest of her children stayed with her and didn't have to experienced any lasting pains. The dragon's head rested on Elena's sphere, the way it which it rubbed the sphere represented the sorrowful longing towards it's daughter. It's yearning to have her back. Overall, every thing about the Dragon and the four spheres represented something to Ventia.
Wolf Description
Name: Scar
Pelt Color: A mix between white, black and honey brown highlights.
Eye color: Light Silver, but turns dark when emotions get out of hand.
Wolf breed: The Grey Wolf.
Physical description: Has a inner layer of pure white, with an outer layer of black surrounding the fur. She has snow white paws that are slightly highlighted with honey brown. Scar has a white line of fur from her muzzle up, and the rest of her head is black, with the exception of her eyes being highlighted by honey brown. Very large. Big, tall, strong and all the good stuff.
Attitude: As a wolf, Ventia becomes herself. She can become as playful as a newly pup or as angry as a pissed off Alpha. She doesn't care what others think, she just transforms to her real self. Its because of that, that she becomes vulnerable. She named her wolf Scar, because in the beginning she hated her wolf. But now, she knows that Scar is actually her. Scar loves to run freely and wild, she gets angered easily so watch out!
  "Darkness is always here. But the Light always burns brighter."
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Post by Ventia on Oct 12, 2013 9:47:27 GMT -5
Fallyn Caine
Boyfriend/Mate/Fiancé: Heathen Taryn
Pack Relations: Member of New Dawn
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Fair Red
Eye Color: Vivid Purple, three shades of color, outer layer blue, middle layer dark purple, and outer layer light violet. -Picture-
Height: 5'4
Father of Child: Heathen Taryn
Child: Jaimie Black
Physical Description: Fallyn is short, barely 5'4. She has red wavy hair which goes only to the middle of her back and violet eyes which she hides behind glasses. She is very curvy but thin. She is slightly muscular but nothing too extreme.
Attitude: Fallyn's sweet, playful and possessive over whats hers. She thinks too much sometimes and can easily loose focus of what she's supposed to do when there's books around. Fallyn enjoys daydreaming. She likes being dominant over someone and will gladly use her feminine features to get what she wants. She is rarely mean, ruthless or barbaric. She doesn't believe in violence unless its a absolute necessary and when she fights, she's usually always careful of her strength. She doesn't enjoy giving someone pain, the only pain she will deliberately bestow on someone is pleasurable pain.
Wolf Description
Name: Fallyn. (Fallen)
Pelt Color: A mix between fair red, dark red, white and black highlights.
Eye color: Vivid Purple with blue flecks.
Wolf breed: Mackenzie Valley Wolf.
Physical description: Her coat is mostly fair red mix with a darker shade of red. She has black and white highlights all around her body, white paws with red highlights and her face is fair red with a black line down her muzzle and white highlights around her mouth and forehead, her ears are white with red highlights as well. Her vivid purple eyes stand out in the night almost like they were neon. She's small, slightly larger than a normal wolf or husky for that matter and can pull off being a dog.
Attitude: As a wolf, Fallyn feels more free. Her playfulness increases as much as her senses do. She loves the feel of Mother Nature underneath her paws and loves digging her nails into the warm soil. She's still sweet but more understanding in violence in her wolf form. Since she's closer to the raw emotion in her wolf form, Fallyn will easily give into her needs despite the consequences.
"I have but one candle of life to burn, and I would rather burn it out in a land filled with darkness than in a land flooded with light."
Freya Caine
Pack Relations: Rouge Gender: Identifies herself as a female Hair Color: Fair Red Eye Color: Vivid Purple, three shades of color, outer layer blue, middle layer dark purple, and outer layer light violet. -Picture-Height: 5'4 Physical Description: Freya is a being who has taken over Fallyn's body as her own. Therefore, she looks just like her host: short, barely 5'4. She has red wavy hair which goes only to the middle of her back and violet eyes which she hides behind glasses. After being awoken, Freya has lost most of her body mass and is very fragile, she is slowly building body mass.
Attitude: Freya is manipulative and sinful only so that she can accomplish her goal in this chance of a life. She has a underside that is completely sweet and loving, just like her host, however she cannot act on it.
Background: Ivy found Fallyn almost dead after a fatal fall in the New Dawn territory, forced her fallen angel ally to breathe life into the body by any means possible. Blood. Power. Will. It filled Fallyn's body until so much of Clara had went into her that a shard of her very own soul went into the body as well. The shard of a soul clung to Fallyn, feeding herself off of Fallyn's remaining lifeforce and forcing her own shard to twist and curl into Fallyn's core, until they soon became joined and inseparable-thus separating the shard from Clara's soul and allowing it to become its own being. Freya thus was born and knew that her only chance of becoming whole was to fill herself with evil deeds to feed the demon shard that is herself. Therefore, Freya is now in a quest to become whole-no matter the costs. "I have but one chance candle of a life to burn, instead of burning it for someone else, I choose to let it burn only for myself." |
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Post by Ventia on Dec 11, 2013 1:02:17 GMT -5
Darian Douglas Godfrey
Mate: Pack Relations: Warrior of the New Dawn Gender: Male Hair Color: Dark chocolate brown, almost black. Eye Color: Bright emerald, darkening when emotions are building. Height: 6'2 Mother of Children: Eliora Fatelle Children: Nicholas, Nicole, Lance, and Lacey Physical Description: Tall 6'2, reasonably built with broad shoulders, a defined collarbone and Adam's apple. Anyone can see Darian's veins popping out slightly, a slight tan-almost caramel, has long eyelashes which frame his emerald eyes, has hard features which soften more than often. Has shoulder length brown hair which is usually tied up in a ponytail. He has long fingers (actually knows how to play the piano) and has that crazed look to him most of the days. Attitude: Darian likes to crack jokes, he doesn't enjoy tension between people and usually tries to smooth the atmosphere over. He's kind-hearted, laid back, carefree, sarcastic, talkative and smooth. Or he likes to think that! Has a relaxed aura and never stresses that much, then again, if he does he makes sure that no one becomes bothered by his problems and instead wants to help everyone else. Typical Omega. However, he is protective and he has a limit to his patience. If he weren't so kind-hearted, Darian would be the perfect warrior because he does have perfect skills but it is his compassion for others, even possibly enemies that make him falter. In this form, he's more attune to his misery and distracts his thoughts by helping others. 
Wolf Description: Name: He's one with his wolf. Pelt Color: A mix of different colors of brown, light, dark, charcoal, honey and black. He has a single white line coming down his head up until his muzzle Eye Color: The darkest shade of emerald. Physical Description: His wolf his huge, towering over people and resembling that of a Alpha's, everything about him is way too big. Again, his coat is a mix of all types of brown colors with the only white line down his head, which makes his dark emerald eyes seem more vivid. Attitude: Some would think at first glance that this werewolf was a monster but actually, he's a total sweetheart. He's playful but protective. Kind and gentle but rough along the edges. He forgets the world a little bit and only has the strong desire to help others. Becomes more merciful in this form towards enemies, causing him to hesitate but if it came down to it, he would finish the job. He feels free here and for a little time, he can forget.  |
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Post by Ventia on Dec 25, 2013 2:59:38 GMT -5
Kira Raven Gracelyn Eaves
Pack Relations: Rogue
Gender: Female
Hair Color: Honey brown.
Eye Color: Light brown/Hazel
Height: 5'8
Siblings: Samson and Alanna
Physical Description: Kira's slightly taller than the normal girl, she has long straight brown hair that reaches the middle of her back that takes almost ten hours to curl, seriously, she hates her hair sometimes. She's small in frame, very slight curves but in good shape. Usually likes having her hair down or in a ponytail when she's going out for a jog. Her hazel brown eyes compliments her hair but Kira finds herself way too plain. She's tan, got a Hispanic look to her. She has a tiny cute nose piercing in her right nostril- she pulls it off.
Attitude: She's wary at first, hesitant and not untrustworthy until she gets to know someone. She gets attached easily afterwards though. She varies in personality, some days she could be a real sociable person, but others she could be a loner. She swears like a sailor, cusses and can get really annoying if she so much as wishes. She thinks about what she does-most of the time. Other times, she just doesn't give a shit. She's feisty, always tries to get what she wants and doesn't like being in debt to someone. She loves fighting, even if it's just a play fight, sparring or even a battle. She has a edge to herself but is still a sweetie. She got the Spice and the Sweet.
Wolf Description:
Pelt Color: Brown, light brown, honey brown and white.
Eye Color: Varying from Hazel to Amber.
Height: 6'5
Physical Description: She's big, and she knows it. Her coat is full of brown colors with streaks of white. She has white ears, white paws and the tip of her tail is white as well. There's some tiny streaks of black but someone would have to be examining her real close to see it.
Attitude: She enjoys the rush of the shift because she knows that she won't no longer be the small girl anymore. Kira believes that she's better in this form, that she's stronger just because she's bigger. In the beginning, she used to hate being so big, but now, she embraces it because it's who she is. She's more brutal here but that doesn't mean she can't frolic around in the grass. |
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Post by Ventia on Feb 16, 2014 16:41:20 GMT -5
Nathaniel Hansel Constantine
Nickname: Nate
Wife: Jewel Dahlia-Constantine
Shift: Aquila Chrysaetos
Pack Relations: Member of The Nightstar
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Hazel Bronze. Turns Dark Yellow whenever emotions rise.
Height: 6'1
Sibling: Timothy, Killian, and Ruby Constantine
Mother of Children: Jewel Dahlia-Constantine
Children: Jackson, Thea, McKinley, Harley, Dimitri, Hallie, Lucian, Jasper, Calix, Charlotte, and Catherine Constantine
Kill Wound: Stabbed in the neck before slicing it open.
Scarring: A large stab wound on the right side of his neck, a thin slice wound wrapped his neck and a gun wound below his rib cage from being shot at during flight. He had a few piercings, the standard two piercings on each side of his earlobes with one on his upper left ear-on the cartilage, he has a eyebrow piercing and a lip piercing as well as two neck piercings. Sometimes he takes these piercings out (since he gotten them before he died, the holes haven't closed up) but for the majority of the time he had them on.
Physical Description: Nathaniel is at a average height, 6'1, and has a few piercings, the standard two piercings on each side of his earlobes with one on his upper left ear-on the cartilage, he has a eyebrow piercing and a lip piercing as well as two neck piercings. Sometimes he takes these piercings out (since he gotten them before he died, the holes haven't closed up) but for the majority of the time he had them on. Medium length brown hair. He has a strong straight nose and fierce eyes. He's has slight muscles, nothing too serious or heavy because Nathaniel needs to be light to fly faster.
Attitude: Varies in attitude. Usually keeps to himself but talks around. Doesn't partially mind anyone in the pack. Isn't partially too chummy with anyone. He's just there. Sometimes he has his moments. Sometimes he doesn't. He's easy to be overlooked. Which is why he's a good scout. No one takes a interest in him unless he wants them too. So when he's souring the skies, looking for prey, he's pretty overlooked. With his family, he's more emotive, allowing his loved ones to see his true emotions, instead of hiding them behind an invisible shield. But there are still moments when he tries to hides his feelings and the only person who can make him express that is Jewel...He's predicable and yet at the same time, isn't.
Addictions: Nathaniel will always be addicted to drugs. He needs that high in his life. However he will push away these addictions for a specific set of time now that his daughter has come into the picture. He doesn't want to expose that stuff to her unless she herself grew up and did that. For now? He'd push the craving away for the sake of his daughter.
Habits: Staring at someone for long periods of times. Not moving. Smoking. Tuning out of people's conversations that don't interest him. Hurting others feelings. Being a jerk. And always being too late for things that matter most to him.
Tattoos: Has a whole sleeve on his right arm. Right on his right bicep there appears to be talons ripping through the flesh, trying to get out. There's feathers, a skull, a small cross, claw marks, small birds taking flight, his knife, a joker card and a yin and yang symbol but instead of the original symbol, the yin is his eagle form and the yang is what looks like to be his human soul, both are wrapped together which shows how his animal completes him. There's a nest, the twigs sharply twisted with feathers and blood stains. The 'eye', fire, water with reflected stars-no moon. A rusted old broken clock. All being held together by a rusted chain which is wrapped around all the tiny tattoos, keeping them chained to his body, not allowing them to leave him. There's also curls of smoke infused into the sleeve. Everything is in black and white, besides the talons and the chains. Which the artist colored in the crimson blood, the ripped flesh, the silver claws and the hint of yellow in the talons. The chains are a darker kind of black, more shading so it stands out more. Obviously, the major tattoo is the talons. The chain is also done in white ink which under uv-light, you can see it glow in the dark and it actually extends from his arm towards his chest down to his navel, keeping him chained-symbolically.
He's also has a tattoo where there's his eagles wings spread out on his back with a man kneeling in the middle, the wings curling slightly around him, still symbolically keeping him chained.
He has only one tattoo curved around over his heart. A Golden Eagles's feather, long but cut and distorted. Blood splatters on the feather and a simple name enscripted in the feather "Timothy". The Chains that held his other tattoos curve around this feather gently, as if not wanting to hurt the feather more than it already is before extending down to his navel. His newest tattoo is on the back of his neck where Harley is written in Chinese. That tattoo is continued down his nape and along his shoulders with the rest of his children's names and on his rib has Jewel's name engraved because of the biblical story of God making Eve from Adam's rib and for Nate? Jewel was made just for him and she was always going to be a part of him-in this life and the next.   "No matter how deep and dark your pit, how dank your shroud, their heads are heroically unbloody and unbowed." |
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Post by Ventia on Mar 16, 2014 13:37:50 GMT -5
Unknown
Nickname: "X"
Mate: Penelope Miriam Constantine
Age: Unknown
Gender: Male
Species: Albino Lion
Pack Relations: Member of the Nightstar Pack
Hair Color: White
Skin Color: White
Eye Color: Red
Height: 6'3
Mother of Children: Penelope Miriam Constantine
Children: Lev Storm and Myra Nalea Constantine Physical Description: X is currently in his time frame of maturing. He's at medium height and scrawny. Very light skin. White. With white long hair. White eyelashes. White. With red eyes. He's a albino. Once he matures, he will still have his snowy white skin and hair, but his red eyes will become more darker. He will stand at six three with a moderately muscled body and a strange marking on his lower back.
Attitude:
As a child: He doesn't know how to trust someone. He doesn't know the ways of life other than killing to get his way. He doesn't know how to talk, the only words he picks up are cuss words. He's always wary. He's always tense. He's more animal than human. He doesn't know anything. All he knows is that it's either kill or be killed. As a adult: He still has that mind of thought, "kill or be killed" but it's not as strong as before. He's still wary. But he knows now that there's more to life than just death. Problems: He's a albino. He's very sensitive to the sun because of his skin and has Photophobia so he's always wearing clothing that cover his body and sunglasses. He doesn't know how to talk so he's seems mute. Unless taught, he will continue to stay like this. He can only say a few words but since he's usually in his shift form, he knows how to make animistic sounds more than actual words. He has no memory of his past, he doesn't know his name, his birthday, what his parents names were, what county he originated from, if he had any siblings, he doesn't know anything. The only thing he remembers is a very twisted and dark memory of people (whom he assumed over the years to be his family) being murdered and his snow white body covered in blood; their blood.
"Its either Kill or Be Killed."
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Post by Ventia on Mar 22, 2014 1:01:45 GMT -5
John Black
Age: 57
Gender: Male
Species: Human
Pack Relations: None (Ventia's Father)
Job: Police Chief
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Dark Grey
Height: 6'3
Physical Description: He's tall, above six feet easily. Short hair but growing as the years go by, streaked with gray. Fierce dark grey eyes that dont miss anything. Still has a fit body for someone of his age. Scars along his body. A bad leg, left leg from a old accident during his first few years as a cop.
Attitude: Sinister personality. Thinks every person who he catches is a good for nothing scumbag. Hard. Strict. Unfeeling. Only cares about one thing- his so called "justice". He wants to have revenge against the killers of his wife and will not stop until he gains it, but until then, he'll settle on torturing the individuals he catches and Ventia whenever he has the chance.
Background: Before his wife died, he was sweet, kind, affectionate, and the best all around father. He spoiled Ventia, did everything for her. Played with her, took her out to see kid movies, to amusement parks, gave her horse lessons, baked foods with her on his days off, fixed her hair, read her bedtime stories, tucked her in at night, fought over the "monsters" in her bed, Hell, there was even a time when he played dress up as a princess, Sleeping Beauty and they had tea together. He loved Ventia to death...the only thing? He loved Kaitlyn more. Much more. To the extent that when she died along with his unborn son, John died as well and became the psychopath he is today.  "Madness is like gravity; all it needs is a little push." |
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Post by Ventia on Mar 22, 2014 1:31:13 GMT -5
Kaitlyn Black
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Status: Dead
Pack Relations: None (Ventia's late mother)
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Light Blue
Height: 5'7
Physical Description: Kaitlyn was medium height. Around 5'7 and had a curvy body. She was white and had curly long black hair, which Ventia inherited. Her light blue eyes always had twinkled in happiness. She had strong features, sharp and yet still looked delicate and fragile. Slightly muscled but other than that, Kaitlyn was just like any other person.
Attitude: She was the sweetest woman who you'll ever meet. But like everyone, Kaitlyn had a dark side but she never allowed her past to control her life. No. Kaitlyn lived life to the fullest and had everything she wanted in life. Background: She loved John with all her soul and Ventia? Kaitlyn would die ten times and more for her. Ventia was her little baby. Her sweet, innocent and dorky child who Kaitlyn cherished above everything else. Kaitlyn would have done anything for Ventia and John, she would have. But Kaitlyn was a badass. She was the best werewolf ever in her pack. She was Alpha Female since she matured-since she was sixteen years old. She had challenged her elder brother, Ventia's uncle, and had won. She owned that Pack and the only reason why she had left was because they were going to force her into marriage with another Alpha just so that the two packs could become allies. Even though she was Alpha Female, her father still tried to control her life so she left. Faked her death. And just left. Until she met John, and the rest was history.   Forgiving does not erase the bitter past.
A healed memory is not a deleted memory.
Instead, forgiving what we cannot forget creates a new way to remember.
We change the memory of our past into a hope for our future. |
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Post by Ventia on Mar 24, 2014 15:44:38 GMT -5
Clara Lynne Jane
Nickname: Jane Species: Fallen Angel Pack Relations: None Age of Death: 19 Gender: Female Hair Color: Strawberry Blonde Eye Color: Baby Blue Height: 5'6
Physical Appearance: Clara is at a average height of 5'6 and has a curvy looking glass body. Her long curly strawberry blonde hair reaches just inches after her belly button and always remains in perfect large curly waves. She has snow white skin to which her baby blue eyes light up her face. Long eyelashes frame those perfect eyes and she has cute pink lips. Everything about her seems innocent, seems sweet and even weak. But looks are deceiving. Attitude: Overall, Clara's a sweet woman. She knows how to get her way and she will kill with no hesitation. Background: ((Mixed with more Attitude because I'm too lazy to separate the two.)) When Clara was alive, she was very outgoing, very sociable, very sweet and yet naughty. She didn't care what people thought of her and she had incredible high levels of confidence. But she loved drama. Craved it really, which was why she started dating the big bad wolf. At first, it had been all for the thrill but then she fell in love with Samson and was heartbroken when fate deemed her unworthy to be his mate. But Clara was loyal above everything else. She was loyal to her family, to her boyfriend and above all, to Kira. The moment she and Kira met in preschool, they clicked. Kira couldn't get rid of Clara and Clara wouldn't get rid of Kira. In a way, Clara became possessive over Kira and always wanted to be Kira's number one. As years passed, Kira's and Clara's bond only deepened. They weren't just friends, not even just best friends, they were sisters. When Clara became a Angel, she was still loyal. Even though she was told never to intervene with what happened on earth, the fact that Kira was technically banished and disowned from her family because of Clara, well she couldn't not watch over her sister. Clara was also still naughty and always wanted drama. But drama and naughtiness was a sin in Heaven. Clara was always stepping over-bounds which shouldn't be crossed, until one day, she too got banished and disowned. Now, as a Fallen Angel, before being with Kira, Clara was bitter. Bitter at God and at His rules. Bitter at the fact that her beautiful white wings were now black. Bitter that because she decided to save the life of a friend, she was banished from Heaven. Clara started to kill, not innocents, no, Clara was still too sweet and compassionate for that, but the evil ones. Murderers, child rapists, robbers, anyone who caused others harm. Darkness started to fill Clara and she started getting attention from the unwanted. Then she found Kira, and then everything changed. Clara once again became how she was when she was a human. Loyalty: Lies only with Kira. She's bonded to Kira. However now Ivy has some power over Clara.  RESTRICTIONS:
Due to the nature of this character, there are some restrictions on her. (This is with the case of any overly powerful exceptions, restrictions may apply.) As such, I will put the restrictions below so that others may view them in the event this character appears in a roleplay containing their characters. -May not enter combat with characters without prior permission from their roleplayer. She is a more powerful character with more magical qualities. She is inherently designed to be stronger than the werewolves we roleplay, so entering combat with her is a hazard that should be underwent with caution. NOTE: Combat is automatically allowed if a character attacks her. -No "magic" can be used against or on characters other than my own, unless it is asked for or in combat. Clara's an Fallen Angel, since the moment she's died and became a Angel, she was gifted with talents. These talents could also be called magic. A few examples include telekinesis, Biological Manipulation (healing), sedation, smiting, telepathy, soul-reading, soul-channeling, the ability of Elemental Manipulation and the list goes on and on. She has potential for gifts that are even above her standard.
-If it is unrealistic in a single character's life in the RP to have any connection with this Fallen Angel (determined by the other roleplayer,) the RP must be moved to Unrealistic. If they would not realistically ever meet a Fallen Angel, then it is not realistic in their lives to meet one. So, therefore, they must be moved to unrealistic. Unless of course, it is asked beforehand and I agree. -She must be bound to a single location at a single point in time. Normally she can transport, but she will now not be able to be in two places at the same time. So, this cannot be used to her advantage. Although she can be in multiple roleplays at once. -Clara is bound to Kira; obeys Kira's every command. She can do whatever she wants but because she is bonded to Kira in one of the most deepest ways, Clara must listen to Kira. If Kira tells Clara to do something, then Clara must obey. -Can only manipulate only one element at a time while rping with others. Clara has the power to manipulate all of the elements at the same time, but due to the fact of not being over powerful, Clara must only manipulate one element at a time.  "The night summons like an unquenched love, reckoning with the promise of dark desire." |
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Post by Ventia on May 25, 2014 22:41:17 GMT -5
Keith McClellan
Mate: Tranquility Hibiscus Chambers
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Pack Relations: Alpha of Dark Moon
Hair Color: Dark Brown
Eye Color: Dark Brown
Height: 6'4
Mother of Child: Tranquility Hibiscus Chambers
Child: Ian Nash Chambers
Physical Description: Tall, 6'4 with broad shoulders and with a lean built. Medium length hair, cut always before it reaches past his ears. Tattoos covering both his arms, with different designs covered in flames.
Attitude: Psychotic. Loves violence, killing and raping innocent people. Possessive over what he considers his. Had a soft side once but Ventia killed that once she 'dumped' him. Loves to torture people, enjoys watching it too. Gets a hard on from it actually. After meeting Quill, he softens up a bit deciding the only person who interests him anymore is his mate, who he becomes completely and wholeheartedly obsessed with. After getting targeted by his men countless times he decides to have another career change and goes back to his roots as being Alpha of his Pack, where he will live with the intention of starting over fresh-to a certain degree. His choice of victims at this stage will be those who deserve it for bothering his peace.
   "We are all searching for someone whose demons play well with ours." |
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Post by Ventia on Jun 3, 2014 13:26:30 GMT -5
Samson Donovan Leon Eaves
Love Interest: Opal Jones
Gender: Male
Species: Wolf
Pack Relations: None
Hair Color: Brown
Eye Color: Dark Brown-charcoal.
Height: 6'3
Siblings: Kira and Alanna
Physical Description: Samson's tall. Over six feet. He's built to the max. His brown hair is always chopped short, never falling after his ears. He's always wears dark clothing's- mourning clothing for Clara. He doesn't wear any expressive objects besides from the things that Clara bought for him. Which includes a watch, a necklace and a ring. He also wears her necklace and her ring along with his own. The necklaces and rings are a matching pair you see. Attitude: Getting to know Opal and Wren, his desire for vengeance has lessen and now he is starting to enjoy the happiness that had found the way to his life.   "The scariest monsters are the ones that lurk within our souls..."
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Post by Ventia on Jun 7, 2014 15:46:39 GMT -5
Alanna Kari Lynx Eaves
Mate: Jack
Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Pack Relations: None
Hair Color: Black.
Eye Color: Blue
Height: 5'6
Siblings: Kira and Samson
Physical Description: Medium height, 5.6 with medium length black hair, which she dyed it purple on the tips and shining blue eyes. She has pink lips that are usually always in a pout, she has only two ear piercings, and a curve cute nose. She's small in frame. Doesn't have any muscles.
Attitude: She's a sweet thing. But lonely. Wants to do her own thing and get away from her family but they hold on tight to her. She's understanding and always wants to see the best in people. She's confident in her looks but doesn't use it to her advantage unless she really wants to. She misses her sister, Kira, a lot and doesn't believe what her family thinks. She is very easy going and doesn't like it when people are sad, so she tries to make everyone happy, even if it means that she cant be happy herself.
  
"I represent to you all the sins you have never had the courage to commit."
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Post by Ventia on Jun 11, 2014 3:06:36 GMT -5
Hugh Philips
Mate:
Caroline Parker
Gender:
Male
Species:
Jaguar
Pack Relations:
None
Hair Color:
Black
Eye Color:
Silver/Blue
Height:
6'6
Physical Description:
Tall, broad shoulders and medium length hair that is cut in layers and usually gelled back. Moderately muscular. Has a little five o'clock shadow as a beard. Has to wear glasses because of his astigmatism.
Attitude:
He's Hugh...um, he's sweet (sometimes), he's cold (sometimes), understanding (mostly all the time), hardworking (mostly all the time), he's solitary. Hugh can be the good boy one second and the bad boy the next. Hugh's patient (scarily so) and gentle whenever he's with people from his everyday life. With strangers, he has this shift, he's more outspoken, less patient and even rude sometimes. He does strange things, like smiling after being stabbed in the neck with a pen... He's awkward too and struggles to always remain formal with his clients.
Extra:
When he shifts, he has a different personality. His bad boy ego, to be put simply.
History:
His mother is a whore, as a child Hugh would always be moving to wherever the next sugar daddy was for his mother. His mother was irresponsible and childish, always forgetting the fact that she had to make a bottle or food for her son. She'd come home late in the morning, drunk as can be with usually a new guy. Despite the fact that there was already a man in the house who was paying rent. Sometimes, his mother even forgot that Hugh was her son which wasn’t hard for her to do, since she hated the idea that her son was a monster. Despite the fact that Helena too is a jaguar shifter, she couldn’t stand the sight of her eight year old child when he shifted for the first time and a large black jaguar stood in front of her and almost killed her. So when a sugar daddy didn’t enjoy the thought that Hugh was Helena's son, she would just say that he was a kid that she picked up and if the man wanted Hugh gone? Helena would tell Hugh to beat it.
It was like this until Hugh was around fourteen and by then, he already developed his other ego. His jaguar, the only person who cared, the only person who took care of him. Hugh hated his mother, hated the men who came in the house all the time and therefore would stay out of the house as much as possible. Until the last sugar daddy came, Peter was his name and unlike all the other men, he was in love with Helena and as well wanted to build a friendship with Hugh. Hugh found Peter stupid for being with his mother despite the fact that she was a good for nothing woman, because of his mother, he also despised women. Not wanting to be around them, not wanting to hear whatever they had to say, they only did something for their own benefit and Hugh wasn’t going to have any of that shit.
But Peter opened his eyes, when he married Helena and for a few months, everything was in bliss. Hugh saw glimpses of the mother he always wanted whenever Helena tried making breakfast or when she tried having a honest talk with her son but those moments were always brief. Helena was always a drug addict and in those first few months, Peter convinced her to stop because of the baby that was growing inside of her. It was strange but Helena listened to Peter but it never lasted too long. It wasn’t because Peter was a human since Helena already casted away her jaguar and didn’t want anything to do with any shifters; it was because old habits die hard. She was three months along the pregnancy, almost about to give birth because shifter babies grew fast when she got back into the drug world. The next day, Helena's in the hospital, close to dying from overdose and she had a miscarriage.
It was then that Peter realized that he couldn’t be with Helena, it was then that he couldn’t stand being with her, couldn’t stand being with the woman who had just killed her baby and was laughing hysterically chained to the bed. Peter left her but he didn’t leave Hugh; Helena was transferred to Peter's hospital where she would stay until Hugh finished his studies. Which he did by the time he was twenty seven, the next two years he struggled with his job and with building his own facility and getting the permission to own that facility. The next two years, it was finished and in a few short months, he already had patients. He transferred his mother to the lowest level of his building, where she wouldn’t be able to hurt anyone else and where she would live out the rest of her days.
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Post by Ventia on Jul 8, 2014 19:09:20 GMT -5
Timothy Caiden Constantine
Mate: Avery Constantine
Shift: Aquila Chrysaetos
Pack Relations: Member of the Nightstar Pack
Gender: Male
Hair Color: Dirty Brown
Eye Color: Blue. Turns Clear Yellow whenever emotions rise.
Height: 6'0
Mother of Children: Avery Constantine
Children: Penny, Evanna, Nolan, Nyx and Noah Constantine
Siblings: Nathaniel, Killian and Ruby Constantine
Scarring: One old major wound that doesn't heal, a stab wound in his back, behind his heart and down a few inches to the middle of his back-as though someone stabbed him and pulled the blade down, ripping his flesh in the process. Small slashes around his body from the duels and from the fighting. Mostly on his back. When he shifts, his feathers aren't perfect like they used to be. His right wing looks slightly distorted as though its been broken too many times.
Physical Description: Timothy is at average height, 6'0 and has a well defined build. He's much more bulky than Nathaniel, duel after duel he got muscles which covered his arms, his back, his stomach and legs. His shoulders are broader than Nathaniel's but because of this, when he shifts he moves and flies slower than Nathaniel. He has the same length hair if not longer. His hair is darker than Nathaniel's, more wild. His eyes used to be empty and hard, but after finding solace in Avery, they've warmed up again like they were in his innocence. He has a beard, he doesn't feel the need to shave unless it gets too long (or Avery tells him to) so its either at a five o'clock shadow beard or at a small scruff.
Attitude: He learned to be unemotional. When he was young with Nathaniel, Nate was the one who was always unemotional and always trying to defend his brother from all the negative aspects of life which made him cold but Timothy, Tim always saw the good in life, in people. He always defended people and gave them the benefit of the doubt whereas Nathaniel never. But now, Timothy knows how much of a fool he was to think like that. You could say that he adopted the way his brother thought and how he acted. He's quiet. Stays to himself. Does what he needs to without complaint now that he knows better and doesn't give anyone any rest or slack. He'd do anything to get out of the arena and if that meant killing or selling himself, he would. Since the Arena, he still harbors that kind of thinking but with Avery and his daughters, he also learned how to do the opposite of how he was in the Arena.
Habits: Draws. When Timothy draws, he gets his release. He'd use anything to draw, little scraps of paper or garbage. Ever since he was young he was always good at drawing and now he's a professional.
Tattoo: An eagle taking flight on his lower back which represents him finally leaving the Arena, the names of his daughters running down his back in Chinese lettering, and Avery's name tattooed across his heart.   "When you're pushed, killing is as easy as breathing."
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Post by Ventia on Jul 26, 2014 13:47:35 GMT -5
Jareth Sykes Black-Trevor Jr.
Mate: Lynn Jenkins
Birthdate: July 27 of 2014
Gender: Male
Pack Relations: Warrior of The New Dawn
Hair Color: Raven Black
Eye Color: Light Silver, turns Dark Silver whenever emotions get out of hand. Near insane, pupils dilate and there's a play of colors, light silver swirls, dark silver tone, and dark royal blue flecks along the silver.
Height: 6'5
Parents: Ventia Black and Ivan Trevor
Siblings: Rose White/Elena and Katie Black
Physical Description: Jareth will be two inches taller than his father, 6'5, with messy medium length black hair that stops at his nape. He will have light grey eyes similar to his mother but will have his father's facial features. He will have bruises constantly over his body if he gets into a fight and will be decently built. A broad thick chest with strong arms and legs, he takes up more than enough of his fair share of space. A slightly tanned slightly pale skin color as if the two shades couldn't decide which they liked more darkened by his light shadow of a stubble beard.
Attitude: Jareth is protective almost to the point of being possessive. Although it doesn't seem like it, he's big for family, mostly his own-his mother and sister-but his Pack is still included. He's quiet and not very responsive to strangers more open with friends and family, a laid back attitude most of the time and very watchful. Knows how to manipulate emotions however, so if he's being too nice, then that’s probably Jareth being fake.Defect: Haemophilia; takes longer to heal than average wolf.History: Jareth was the first born from Ventia and the one that had a average sickness. Besides from the first few weeks as a pup, Jareth didn’t go to the Infirmary as much as his sister did. He only goes to Infirmary when he gets wounded badly. The Guitarist and back singer to his band. He has a long silver cross necklace (-) that means the world to him currently and is proof that his sister is still alive and watching. Had a dead Father and a missing Sister from their earliest years and is to this day still dealing with those emotions. His childhood had their days and although he matured carrying some issues he has become the most stable one out of the Black Household to a certain extent. 
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