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 Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 11:02 am
You like to watch and judge my life up on the screen
You've figured out what goes on behind the scenes
Got a rumor that you want to show and tell
Nobody's gonna buy the lies you're tryin' to sell
"Don't talk like that anymore!"
"Don't speak your mind anymore!"
"Don't think those thoughts anymore!"
"Turn it down; do as you're told!" If it's too loud, well then, you must be too old!
My name is Miroslav, and welcome to my curse.
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Posted: Wed Aug 04, 2010 4:12 pm
Navigational Chart
I My Name is Miroslav, and Welcome to My World
II Navigational Chart
III All About Miroslav
IV Miroslav's Adventures
V Miroslav's World
VI Miroslav's Story
VII Miro's Plot
VIII--XV Reserved
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:30 am
 General Information:
Name: Miroslav
Aliases: Miro, Slav
Gender: Male
Quote:
Likes: Warmth, new clothes, freedom
Dislikes: His master, being imprisoned, silver, magic, the moon
About: Miro was an ordinary kit until he was kidnapped by a powerful witch doctor, Chief Shrehifo. He was turned into a werewolf as part of an experiment; he is now considered to be one of Shrehifo's "minions." Due to his reluctance to be controlled, Miroslav escaped from his master one evening and made his way into town. He was found by Ebony Pardus, who took him under her wing; he barely trusts her, as she practices some of the same magic that his master does.
Miroslav is shy and hardly talks; when he does, it is usually accompanied with a canine whine or whimper. He views himself as the omega wolf of every pack, and, due to his sheltered upbringing by the Chief, he knows very little about anything modern.
Relationships:
Parents: ??? x ???; "created" by Chief Shrehifo
Siblings: None; Ludolf is his wolf-brother, Dragithon a fellow minion
Mate: None
Offspring: None
Friends: Ebony, Lamia, Lyon
OOC Information:
Status: Closed
Posts in: goldenrod
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:33 am
Miroslav's Adventures
Fireflies and Fire--In-Thread RP log Callie and I were playing with fireflies. Then Master showed up.
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:38 am
Miroslav's World
Relations
Callie--I love her. There's no one else in all the world like her. She's sweet, cute, and wants to protect me, too. I feel like she needs protecting, too. I'm at my happiest when I'm with her. I can feel...playful.
Ebony Pardus—[Shyly] My mamri. She’s got magic like the Master does, but she’s nicer. I think…I think something happened to her, too, but she won’t talk about it. She protects me and brought me to the House of Mist. She says I’ll be safe as long as I’m there. She adopted me.
Lamia—Ebony’s daughter, so that makes her my adopted sister. She also practices magic, but she’s even nicer. She keeps smiling at me, though, and that makes me nervous.
Mana--Ebony's other daughter, my other adopted sister. She's nice and she doesn't do magic. She does play lots of games, though, and she's teaching them to me. She's just as fierce as Mamri.
Friends
Lyon--A relative of many of my new housemates. He only comes by occasionally and doesn't hang out around the shop much, but he's very kind. He understands what I've been through through as close to personal experience as anyone can.
Enemies
Chief Shrehifo—My…my master…He created what I am today. I…I hate him. I hate him, and I fear him. I know I belong to him, whatever anyone else says. But I just want to be free of him.
Ludolf—My wolf-brother. We were made from the same wolf, but we couldn’t be more different. He’s a bully and, and…a…he’s not…nice. He’s…he’s loyal to the Master.
Dragithon—The Dragon. One of the other…minions. Also loyal to the Master.
Bryne--Master's newest minion. He claims Master kidnapped his sister, but he's enjoying being a minion too much.
Acquaintances
Tane—I like his jacket. [Nervous smile]
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Posted: Thu Aug 05, 2010 6:46 am
I can hardly remember anything anymore. It was a long time ago—or, or maybe it…wasn’t? Maybe it was a few months ago. Maybe it was a few years ago. I don’t know, and I’m so confused, and I’m so scared that I don’t even want to think about it, almost.
My name’s Miroslav. I, I think it means peace. Peace and, and glory? Or something like that? I think? I don’t remember that well. I was really little when I last saw my parents. I remember that. I remember I had parents, I really do remember being a kit and being with my parents. Because I can remember them telling me my name. Miroslav. Peace and glory. So they went out to spend some time with each other, and I decided I wanted to explore the woods. I wasn’t supposed to explore it alone; they told me it was really…really dangerous, because there are wild animals, and there are falling trees, and all sorts of dangerous…things. I wasn’t supposed to be out there alone, but I was. I wanted to go out and see the woods and explore it. But the woods weren’t entirely empty; There was…there was…there was…a man. There was a man. In the woods. He had strange ears, and a short tail, and he had wings on his hips. I remember that. I thought he was funny looking, and I wanted to look at the feathers that were growing out of his legs, because he had feathers growing out of his legs, too. I remember that.
His…his name is…His name is Chief…Chief Shrehifo. He’s very…he’s very powerful. He’s a…what did you call him? A…shaman? Well, I guess he was a shaman. But people called him a witch doctor. And he wanted to do things. He invited me to come with him, because the woods are dangerous. And I followed. I was curious. I was curious, I’m sorry! I know I was stupid! I know I wasn’t supposed to! I…I forgot!
I’m okay. I’m okay. So…I went to his hut…It was a long way away. I was sleepy, so he picked me up and carried me. I was so tired, you see. When I woke up, I was in a hut and I didn’t know where it was. I think he might have flown me far away…or something. I never found my home again. Some sort of magic. Funny. I can’t even remember what it smelled like. I think he took away my memories of what home smelled like.
This was my…my…home now. Well, if not home, then it was my…dwelling…place. I lived there. Oh, I wasn’t alone—he had others. Dragithon. And Ludolf. I think he created Dragithon. He was sort of…a mix between a dragon and a fox. He was…odd. He was loyal to Chief Shrehifo. Ludolf was like me, only…older. He did what he was told. I didn’t want to. I wanted to go home! I didn’t like this place! But the Chief was kind to me at first. He was kind to all of us. It wasn’t until later that we learned that we were his…his minions. We had to do his bidding. We…have to do his bidding. We don’t have a choice. We’re just…minions. He created us.
Ludolf and I, we were…we were normal. Ordinary. But the Chief, he’d heard stories, legends, ways to capture the essence of the wolf and trap it in the body. But the stories were all different; they all referred to different ingredients. Wolf blood. Wolf hair. And an herb. But none of them could agree what the herb was; it had all different names. He figured out that there were just two herbs: Luna Perpetua and Luna Fullva. He wanted to know which one could trap the wolf and let him tame it for himself. So he forced us to drink the potions. Different potions, made from the hair and blood of the same wolf. Ludolf, he got the Perpetua. And I got the Fullva. And, and…
I forgot myself. I didn’t remember who I was for a while. I…I guess there are two ways to trap the wolf for yourself. Ludolf was a, I think he called it, a, a, a Skinwalker. So he could release the wolf whenever he wanted to. So he was superior; he could do more things. And me, I was enslaved to the moon, so I couldn’t change. So I was inferior. And things weren’t good before, and they were…I think they were worse then. Because he created us.
No, he didn’t…he didn’t abuse us. Not like beat us. But he had ways of punishing us if we didn’t follow his orders. Tie us up, or starve us, or give us food that made us see strange things…or just give us salt. It makes my mind go fuzzy, if he gives us salt, and then I have to obey him. Because then I want to obey him, and I don’t like it! It’s just…I can’t stand it. I can’t stand it.
He wanted to go hunting a few nights ago. So he took Ludolf with him, Ludolf as a wolf, because Ludolf is good and never needs the salt. And he left me with Dragithon. The dragon. Because Dragithon hardly ever needs the salt. And I got left alone with him. He was supposed to keep an eye on me, prevent me from escaping. But I…I tricked him. I pretended that I’d figured out a way to escape through the roof, and I made him think that I was already up in the rafters and on the roof, so he sprang up. As soon as he was out of the way, I ran for it. I ran to a river and just swam through it, because I knew Ludolf and Dragithon couldn’t track me through water. The Chief…he can track me through water. It doesn’t matter what I do, he’ll find me, he’ll find me, he’ll drag me back, please! Don’t let him drag me back. I don’t want to go back there. I want to be free.
I found a town. It had been so long, I didn’t remember anything about it. I didn’t have any clothes. I wanted some clothes to blend in…I needed some way to blend in. I found…I found these clothes in a store. And I stole them. I, I put them on in the changing room, I tore, I tore off, off the security things, you know? And I stole the clothes. And I’m sorry. I’m a bad person, I’m sorry, bad dog, bad Miroslav! But I, I…I had to. Because he was going to find me, and I needed some way, needed some way to disguise how I look? Maybe? And maybe, maybe disguise the scent. Leather, and the fur trim, and stuff, that sort of…masks the scent, okay, it was stupid, it was stupid, I shouldn’t have done it! I shouldn’t…I shouldn’t have done it. But I had to. I…I had to do something. Anything.
You’re…you’re going to kick me out, aren’t you? Please…please, let me stay? Don’t let him keep me. Don’t let him find you. If you let me stay, and you let me be free…I’ll do anything. Just let me be free.
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Posted: Sat Aug 07, 2010 2:51 pm
Miro's Plot
He'll be having an ONS with Chief Shrehifo. The result will be a complete and total return to what he once was: frightened, convinced of his own inferiority, and completely afraid of magic. He'll go back to believing that it's his duty to do whatever people tell him to do. (He'll also reject his children from the ONS and consider them to be his siblings, not his offspring.)
So I'd sort of like to find him a mate who will help him heal from that. I'm sort of picky on that score--I want them to have animal edits. Animal tails, animal wings, animal ears, animal eyes...that sort of thing (but it has to be more than just the eyes).
People interested in me include
Dream's Cyanide Kitten, Icy's Callie, Bouncy's Rosalyn
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 1:32 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:41 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:45 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:52 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:54 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:55 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:56 pm
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Posted: Mon Aug 09, 2010 7:57 pm
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