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PostPosted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 5:56 pm
Kiba_no_Inu

Username: xShadowRikux22
Character’s Name / Nickname(s): Nova Yamazaki
Race: Lycan
Age: Twenty
Important Relationships/Family: Father [Deceased], Mother [Deceased], Yumiko Ito [Partner]
Mannerisms/Personality: Nova is on the outside a very cheerful and outgoing kid. He makes friends easily and people will tend to flock around him, much like a popular kid and such. However on the inside, he has a very distrusting nature. After his parents' death, he refuses to trust people, feeling that was the reason why his parents ended up being in such a critical situation. In his opinion, it's a dog-eat-dog world and only the strongest survive. It seems to make him need to keep training and constantly stay strong. Even with such a high value of strength, there's always going to be others that are stronger which makes it imperative to always keep getting stronger and stronger. While his parents were still living, they would always tell him to just enjoy life and smile more. Though he didn't take it seriously, he couldn't help but follow this piece of advice. He's constantly smiling, but it's more of a mask then anything else. When a person is cheerful and happy all of the time, people won't question any other suspicious tendencies. The cheerful attitude also makes it easier to manipulate others. It also kept people from trying to know too much about him. They don't ask questions to someone who has an outward sunny personality keeping people from prying into his past life or even being concerned or worry.
Fears/Dislikes: Humans, Lycans, Werewolves, Liars, Backstabbers
Likes: Fighting, Being strong, training, dogs, most animals
History: Nova was born in a small village located near a forest. He was an only child that lived with his parents. He was born as a full-blooded lycan didn't know much about his heritage until he shifted into a wolf by accident one night. Both his parents were lycans but hadn't mentioned the fact to their son, wanting him to live a normal life. The boy panicked after shifting and then thought he was a freak and hated himself for it. Despite his parents telling him it was normal, they emphasized on that fact that he must fight against ever changing or else in the end, he would not be safe in life. He took that very seriously and never shifted again. Ever since he was young, Nova took a lot of martial arts and fighting classes. For some reason, fighting was always fun and he reveled in the challenge it made. The constant fighting both underground and above ground made it so that he was not only strong but quick witted as well. Instincts began the key thing that he followed and it usually helped lead to victory. His parents disapproved of this and it caused a huge gap between son and parents. One day he decided to go to this huge fighting event in a town with his friends about an hour away. His parents refused to let him go but he left anyway, uncaring about what they had to say. When he came back, the police were waiting for him. They sat the thirteen year old down and then told him that his parents had been in an accident. Somewhere in the village, there had been a shooting and unfortunately his parents had been caught in the crossfire. His father was dead and his mother was in a coma. The police had tried figuring out the case but by the end of it, they decided it was an accident. The two adults had been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Though unfortunate, there was nothing the police could do. After being told this, Nova was left alone. The police were going to try and contact family members or a place for Nova to stay. The boy sat in the room and felt guilt surge through him. He regretted the stupid argument with his parents and didn't want to think about it anymore. There was nothing he could do now. A voice within his head growled otherwise. When focusing on the voice, a massive black wolf appeared in his head. The voice told him that it was the humans fault and they needed to be taught a lesson. Nova lost in grief and guilt complied with the wolf. He allowed the dark creature to take control and then he forgot who he was. The wolf went on instinct and slaughtered the whole village every last person within. Nova left after that happened and no one could blame him for it. There were no survivors, he had done the job well. He migrated from city to city and continued to keep moving. At first it was from paranoia but later on, it was because he had nowhere left to go. Several years later when Nova was sixteen, he overheard a conversation. It was whispered but being a lycan, he could hear better then most humans and overheard it. The names were familiar, they were his parents names! Scents told the boy that it was a lycan like himself and then also something else...something wolf but he didn't recognize. The pair spoke about how two lycans had been murdered for the sake of werewolf and lycan kind's own good. Nova felt that surge of hatred and a rumbling of distinct content from the wolf within him. The wolf told him to follow them but the rational side refused. A lycan and an unknown was too dangerous to pursue. Instead he remembered hearing something about a training school. It was spoken in whispers that there was an elite school that was to train people to hunt lycans and werewolves. The boy figured out the password and then went to seek it out. He doubted any lycans or werewolves would be joining a school like that so he wasn't worried about his identity being revealed. The school had some tests that he passed with flying colors. After two years of training, he graduated and was paired up with someone.
Appearance: Human Form ; Wolf Form
After his massive human massacre killing spree, Nova's wolf form changed a little. His paws up to his ankles, the tip of his tail to about half way up, his stomach and the tip of his ears are a permanent blood red.

No matter what Nova is wearing, he has unusually thick black leather gloves on. He carries around two twin guns, loaded with silver bullets. They are hidden in two holsters at both sides of his waist. He has two because one is a back up. The male also carries a large zanbatou that has a blade that's laced with silver to deliver not only harsh wounds but fatal ones as well.

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PostPosted: Fri Sep 21, 2012 6:01 pm
Kiba_no_Inu


Username: In the Garden of Monsters
Character’s Name / Nickname(s): Yumiko Ito
Race: Human
Age: 20
Important Relationships/Family: Ito Clan [family], Nova Yamazaki [partner]
Mannerisms/Personality: Outwardly, Yumiko is the proverbial ice queen. Cold, calm, and collected, she's rarely fazed by the mundane insanity of her everyday life. She takes on the world with a certain stoic acceptance that tends to be a bit off-putting if you aren't used to her strange ways. Yumiko is eternally prepared, and when she's not, she can improvise on the fly. She often acts uncaring towards others, even her supposed family. Having been taught the emotions are a weakness, she takes the message to heart. Yumiko doesn't' seem to pay any mind to any lesser being, human or monster, and only obeys orders. She almost never has a facial expression beyond a simple neutral stare. Whether she's fighting, talking, or killing, her face never changes.

Of course, looks can deceive. Behind that frozen mask is a damaged young woman who would do anything to get out of the mess she's in. She's sick of killing hypothetical monsters and making dalliances with untrustworthy family members. She detests murder, but it's all she knows how to do. There's a lot of self-hate in her heart, built up over years of murder and distrust. Yumiko sees herself as the true monster, along with the rest of her family. She doesn't trust easily and won't even put of the pretense of trust. Above all things, she'd like to leave this life for something, anything simpler- but where could she go?
Fears/Dislikes: Herself, her family, death, being controlled
Likes: Freedom, sparring, dogs, flowers
History: Yumiko is the only child in the main house of the pretisgious Ito clan, a family of hunters who's quarry is the supernatural monsters of the world. Unfortunately, her mother couldn't bear anymore children after the small girl, so all the hopes and dreams of the clan fell on her. She would have to hunt like the high elders, perform ceremonies like the priestesses, and defend the clan at all costs. In many ways, Yumiko led an extremely privileged life- she was rich and treated with the utmost respect by- but from the day she could understand her clan's purpose, she was trained to become a hunter. From sunrise to sunset, she learn how to fight and kill. She took to her family's tradition as a fish does to water. She killed her first werewolf at age six, and her first lycan at age nine. For her, it was just how things were.

Slowly but surely, her stomach began to turn at the thought of murder. When she expressed her concerns to her parents, they reacted as though she'd told an amusing joke. Yumiko was alone. It didn't help that she was loathed by her numerous cousins, who envied her high position in the clan while ignoring the trials she had to endure. Many of them attempted to kill her, some tried to curry her favor, and at least one courted her. Such bloodshed and falseness led the girl to self-hatred and depression- more than anything, she wished to be someone, anything else. She longed for a way to escape her life, but she was constantly monitored- she could neither run away or kill herself.

After many years of serving as a warrior, she was finally sent to her family's hunter training school, in the hopes that she would do some good there (she was already talented enough when it came to killing). While techinically a student, she also served as a surrogate teacher. It was here she recieved her first partner, a suitable odd sensation. And soon than later, they were sent out into the world, to hunt their prey.
Appearance: Yumiko
Weapon-wise, Yumiko carries a naginata blessed by the shinto priestesses, a Viper .45 with silver bullets, holy water, and HOLY water (a mix of hydrochloric acid, oxidized silver, lysium, and yew).

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PostPosted: Sun Jun 15, 2014 1:36 am
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Username: Reiko Iwamaru

Character’s Name: ☪☥✾☾Abdul-Rahim☾Altaf☾Lutfi☾✾☥☪.

Nicknames: Rahim, Tank, Luffy, Fluffy, Hippie, Weirdo, Twiggy, Mr. Nice Guy.

Race: Werewolf.

Age: Nineteen. (19).

Important Relationships/Family: His third-eldest sister who is nine-years-older than him, Alima Altaf Ghaada Lutfi (AKA Ankhesa), and his father Abdul-Rafi' Zafir Lutfi (AKA Haten) who is strict, but protective, loving, and understanding. Tank's step-mother, however, Abia Zumurrud Yasmin Lutfi (AKA Tiye), begs to differ from his relations, as she is a very neglectful and abusive towards him. This sparks a long, deep, unforgiving hatred for her. In all, Tank has one mother, one step-mother, one older brother, four older sisters, and two younger sisters. He shares a much stronger bond with Ankhesa, though.

Mannerisms/Personality: To put it simply, Tank can be easily described as an Aries; independent, moody, generous, short tempered, optimistic, self-involved, enthusiastic, impulsive, courageous, and impatient. Despite these ups and downs, Tank remains upbeat, playful, cheerful, and energetic. However, it should be said that Tank is still a teenager since he is still growing. This means that he is not only very childish, but also very rebellious like a teenage boy, but he can also take on the figure of a mature, responsible adult. Tank, despite being the type that is very sensitive and is easily offended, he is absolutely horrible at telling lies. Because he is the type of person that advocates peace and honesty, he is not too aggressive--unless confronted with matters that really push his buttons---he is horrible at lying. Like really, asking Tank to lie is the worst idea you could ever come up with. But despite all of this, Tank had dealt with abuse and neglect from his step-mother, Tiye, and out of all the abuse that had happened to him, he had become a very shy, nervous and anxious young man. He is also very insecure about himself, and doubts himself of responsibility most of the time. But since Tank is normally a very cheerful person, he will only confide his feelings to the other party if he gets to know them well enough.

However, it shall be said now that Tank is not the best with languages. Because he is very fluent in Egyptian and English being his second language, whenever he gets overly emotional---such as extreme happiness, rage, depression, or stress---he unintentionally slips into his native tongue. Even though Tank does well in reading English, writing it out is not his best thing. Since he mixes up his English hand-writing with his Arabic hand-writing most of the time, he ends up just writing out gibberish altogether. But out all the things in the world, Tank's biggest pet peeve is someone taking advantage of someone or something. But if you were to make Tank choose something, he would always choose his friends and family, as his love for them knows no bounds he strives to protect the ones he loves. Out of all of that, in times of need, Tank will act like a big-brother figure or a hero to people depending on the situation. Sometimes, also varying on the situation, Tank will become very talkative and sometimes won't know when to stop; you just have to tell him so to have him realize his error, since Tank is a very understanding person with good listening skills. But no matter what, Tank doesn't mind giving out a hug or two; he's just like a teddy bear!

Even though Tank can be described as a "mama bear", he is sometimes the opposite of his role since he tends to frighten easily, as well as being quite naive and simple-minded. Even though he can be impatient, there are times where he can be modestly patient. But if you were put into a dangerous or heart-wrenching situation---or if he was put into the same situation---Tank will sit there and worry himself sick. He will even go so far as to leaving the area without saying a word in an attempt to fix the problem, unknowingly causing more problems. After going through so many years of abuse with his step-mother, it had left a permanent mark on him, making him keep his childish nature. Not to mention being afflicted with Köhler disease II at age nine and malaria at around fifteen, Tank spent most of his teenage years terminally ill and crippled, bed-ridden. Even though he keeps his childish nature and is sometimes a little bit spoiled, he truly does harbour the most softest, kindest heart you will ever witness.

Sometimes, also depending on a variety of situations, Tank can be not only very shy, nervous, anxious, and insecure, but he can also be very awkward and dorky. No matter how hard he tries to speak up, he will always become over-emotional, and will end up speaking his feelings in Egyptian. Since he is also the type of person who advocates peace and honesty, Tank cannot even bring himself to commit harm to another without breaking down emotionally; he would rather try and solve things verbally and non-violently. However, if something is bothering him, he will become very withdrawn and will bottle up the feelings inside. If confronted, he will try and avoid the subject, or ask to talk about it "later". But if you keep pressing the matter onto him, he will finally break down into your arms sobbing. Besides not being too strong or muscular or a person, Tank will try to take on the more difficult things in life, and will often hurt himself. This is a bad habit of his since he makes impulsive decisions. Sometimes, Tank will show off his signature look of stupidity if someone asks him something so blatantly obvious that can't be done (such as doing anything agility related, since Tank can't do any of that).


Fears/Dislikes: Not being able to do anything.

Not being able to do things himself.

Selfish people.

Dogs.

Coffee and alcoholic beverages.

Being disturbed.

Getting sick due to food items (though this happens a lot since he eats things he's not supposed to be eating).

Getting sick/hurt/frightened.

Porn.

Stupid people.

Cheaters (in both combat and people).

Poison.

Bullies.

Lying.

Violence/Blood/Gore.

A bad book.

Getting lost.

Sad/depressed/negative/suicidal people.

Douche-bags/jerks.

Stealing.

The dark.

Winter.

Boredom.

Being taken advantage of.

The fact that he's terminally ill and physically disabled (Malaria; Köhler disease II).


Darkness.

Dying.

Heights.

Spiders.

Losing the ones he loves.

Silver.

Haunted areas.

Hunters.


Likes: Being useful.

Doing things independently.

Committing acts of kindness to people.

Cats.

Tea and milkshakes.

Sleeping.

Food (especially sweets or anything involving fruits).

Trying something new (and surprisingly succeeding at them on the first go).

Drawing.

Carving.

Archery.

Flowers (especially lotus blossoms).

Hugs/Cuddling.

Honesty.

Preventing violence.

Reading.

Protecting those he cares about.

Giving people comfort.

Acting like a big-brother/hero figure.

Donating.

Daylight.

Spring, Summer, and Fall.

Having fun.

Goofing off.

Nature.


History: Born in 1995 on April 11th, Tank was welcomed into the world by his elder brother, his four older sisters, and his father. With this, Tank would enjoy a very lavish life-style. But as momentous as this event was, the Lutfi family was also grieving. Tank had lost his biological mother, Kiya, after she had given birth to him. Refusing to have his new son live in a world without a mother, the father remarried himself to a woman---whom he had believed to be good-spirited and great with kids---named Tiye. Since the father had a job in a shopping center as a security guard and worked day and night---even the night shifts---and was barely home, the rest of the Lutfi children were exposed to a severe form of abuse and child neglect. They told the father of her actions, but he refused to believe that his new-found love was actually a beast at heart. However, once the elder brother and two of Tank's older sisters arrived from Italy after moving there, they had witnessed their new step-mother's abusive ways and ridiculed her. Even though the father had lectured the children on ridiculing the step-mother of her abusive ways for "no reason" they managed to convince her she truly was a terrible woman.

After lecturing Tiye of her "disciplinary ways" and threatening to file divorce if she doesn't cease the abuse, she stopped, but continued to abuse the children verbally, mentally, and emotionally. She soon gave birth to two daughters that soon became Tank's two younger sisters, but continued the abuse. Unfortunately, Tank had taken up most of it due to protecting his two new younger sisters. Once the 2011 Egyptian Revolution took place, the father, wanting some peace, moved with the family out of the country and into a small town between lower Alaska and Canada. The Lutfi family did well to adjust, but Tank did not do too well; back then, Tank had come back positive for Köhler disease II when he was only nine-years-old, and soon became diagnosed with Malaria when he was fifteen. Though it was not a severe form, it was horrible enough to greatly weaken Tank's body significantly. Despite going back and forth between hospitals and barely getting enough of his teenage years and childhood due to his disability and illness, he was kept under the loving, watchful eye of his beloved third-eldest sister, Ankhesa. However, the healing process for him was slow due to the verbal, mental, and emotional abuse his step-mother was unraveling. But once Tank got out of the hospital, he was stronger and healthier than ever, and able to do the things he couldn't do previously. He was able to walk around the market or neighborhood with his siblings, or take his younger sisters out to the park to play.

Because of the step-mother's actions, Tank no longer understood what a "mother" was anymore. But it was after the father got a new job as a truck driver---in which he had to travel between states and crossed the Canadian border a lot, so he was almost never home---that the abuse that reached a new climax with Tank and his sisters. Before that, though, his eldest brother and two of his eldest sisters had gone back to Italy to carry on with the rest of their lives, Ankhesa had graduated high-school and moved onto college, and the fourth older sister had moved in with her boyfriend to escape the abuse, so Tank and his two youngest siblings were all alone now. Finally, after having a dispute with his step-mother after standing up to her to protect his younger sisters, he called his father and mustered up the strength for a confession of what was really going on in the household; the abuse was still going on. Enraged, the father drove straight back home and separated from Tiye, kicking her out of the house. Tank was pleased that something was done to solving the issue with their abusive step-mother. But now that there was no one else left in the house to take care of the three, Tank was the only "adult" left to assume that responsibility---and so he did.

With the help of the neighbors, he helped raise his younger sisters, and the three became completely inseparable. Though Tank tried his hardest to adapt himself into the beat of high-school, he wasn't able to due to him missing so many days, but that didn't stop him from helping his younger sisters. But in June, seven days after Father's Day and months after his nineteenth birthday, they were out of ingredients to cook dinner, so Tank had left his younger sisters in the care of their friendly and sweet-hearted elder next-door neighbor. On his way back from the market, he crossed paths with an alley-way and spotted a wolf eating a dead stray cat. Horrified at the sight, Tank felt like hurling over it, but soon placed himself in the wolf's position; it was starving. Taking out a package of meat and opening it up for the wolf to eat, Tank laid it out in front of the stray wolf, then filled a small plastic cup he had---which he had gotten from the market since the chefs were giving free samples---with water, also placing that in front of the wolf. He was happy to see the wolf slowly pace forward and began to devour his meal, but Tank had an idea. He was impressed he actually got a wolf to come up to him, and believed he could give it a simple petting. Worst. Idea. EVER. Once Tank reached his hand forward, the wolf glared up at him and began to maul him, biting his fore-arm just below the shoulder and by his elbow crease, almost to where the wrist of his hand was.

He was bitten, scratched, and tossed about multiple times. Even though Tank tried his very hardest to escape the sight of his attack, it just wasn't possible. Looking up with fear, Tank saw that the wolf's eyes had changed to a bloody red, standing on its hind-legs with claws larger than one's own comprehension. Hearing it roar at him, the wolf lashed out at Tank and scratched at his back, then chomped down at his forearm nearby his wrist again. During the climax of this attack, Tank just couldn't take it anymore; he passed out. The wolf continued to maul at him until Tank...began to take form of the same creature the wolf was, and rose as a werewolf, mauling the other wolf before fleeing the scene and encountering a hunter, who stabbed him in the side of his chest with a silver knife. Though poisoned, Tank had kept on going before encountering a strange man and passing out again. However, a few seconds later, he had awoken and mauled the man. The two engaged in a bloody battle before Tank shoved the man into a tree and collapsed to the ground, having a seizure of the sort before finally passing out altogether. But...when Tank woke up...he had no recollection of what he had just done. Most likely because he was now one with the supernatural...


Appearance: Despite being a male, Tank is one who was born with birth defects. Standing at 5"11 and having hips that are as wide as 42-in., he gets pretty self-conscious about those details if pointed out. Even though Tank is diagnosed with Malaria and cannot be cured, he can at least have his symptoms treated. Under the care of a symptom curing vaccine in the form of a medical patch, he always keeps a medical patch on his cheek, wrist, the back of his hands, his neck, his legs, or his fore-head. He keeps a brace wrapped around his back and left foot, and sometimes keeps a pair of crutches with him, or a walking stick. Tank is always one to wear a tank-top, a T-shirt, or both with one layering over the other, or the other way around. Though he has an interest in ear piercings and always has his ears pierced in some sort of gold or bronze ear pierce and a charm necklace around his neck, Tank can or will go on without a shirt, or just in his pants or boxers alone if he gets hot or sweaty enough. Somewhat smooth and a bit spiky raven-black hair, somewhat dark tan-skin, and eyes that changed from hazel brown to a light gold, but change to a blood-red when he is enraged.

But as a werewolf, he is completely colored as a raven-black wolf and his eyes change to a hazel-brown when exposed to sunlight. They too, go red when he is enraged. Being a recently bitten and transformed werewolf, Tank is very much new to phasing in and out of his wolf and human forms. Even when it comes to having his ears and tail come out, it's a struggle. But in battle formation, though Tank does not like to fight, he relies on archery rather than swordsmanship. During a full moon, Tank begins to go through intense body-pains as he is forcefully transformed into his werewolf self and goes on a rampage. In the morning, you will not be able to wake up Tank until tomorrow, as he has completely exhausted himself. And, for a person who was recently bitten, because this is so new to him, he cannot handle the transformation. During a new-moon, his symptoms of having malaria start to show itself and Tank becomes seriously ill. His illness gets so bad he may or may not actually have to be taken to the ER.

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