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 Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 4:52 am
Random role plays? Indeed.
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:36 am
￮― Gabriella Seldin ::
» Twenty-three years old // Female . Angel // Rapid healing on self and others .
√ Innocent │ Energetic │ Bubbly
￮― Ｓｈｏｒｔ Ｂｉｏ ::
» Growing up in Heaven around all the other Angels, Gabriella lived a natural life just like everyone else of her race. She went to school to learn how to be good and kind; to bring righteousness into the world and make it a better place for not only her kind, but the rest of the creatures as well. And growing up, that's all Gabriella ever wanted to do: be a good person and help others. Help them realize that there was purity in the world, and that not all things were bad, even though some people were just as bad as Satan himself. Regardless of their flaws, however, this little angel was determined to show everyone around her that good could overpower evil; that righteousness could take all the bad out of the world and make it a better place.
Something happened, though... something that Gabriella wasn't entirely too fond of, and something that she still wishes she could have avoided. Whether it be God or one of the higher up Angels, the decision was made to put the poor girl into this terrible house with other races; one of them being a demon. Needless to say, Gabriella is terrified and just wants to go home, but she knows she has to tough it out; to survive, even if exterminating these other races is something she is not fond of doing. However, if that is what she must do in order to survive.. then so be it. But she'll be damned if she lets these evil races push her around like she's some sort of child! oops... I mean... danged?
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Posted: Sun Jan 22, 2012 5:51 am
 ￮______ ｔｈｅ ｂａｓｉｃｓ
» ｎａｍｅ ::
Gabriella Seldin // Nickname -- Gabi
» ｂｉｒｔｈｄａｙ ::
» ｒａｃｅ ::
» ｈｅｉｇｈｔ ::
» ｗｅｉｇｈｔ ::
» ｈａｉｒ ｃｏｌｏｒ ::
» ｅｙｅ ｃｏｌｏｒ ::
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￮______ ｗｈａｔ ｉ'ｍ ｍａｄｅ ｏｆ
» ｌｉｋｅｓ ::
✔ Snow
✔ Being outside
✔ Conversation
✔ Games
» ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ ::
✖ Being bored
✖ Being scared
✖ Owls
✖ Being cooped up inside for very long
» ｓｔｒｅｎｇｔｈｓ ::
» ｗｅａｋｎｅｓｓｅｓ ::
✖ Darkness
✖ Sadness/Anger
» ｗｅａｐｏｎｓ ::
￫ Light as an element
￫ Ability to cause a short-term, but intense migraine that lasts a few seconds with a single look.
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￮______ ｍｙ ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌ ｓｔｏｒｙ
» ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ ::
Being an angel, one can only expect Gabriella to be quite innocent and naive; which would be absolutely correct. However, being those things, it doesn't mean she is entirely stupid; as the girl has brains and won't really fall for anything. Okay, maybe she is entirely gullible, but that still doesn't mean she's stupid! The angel is aware of the difference between right and wrong, and although she may be brought to believe some ridiculous things, she knows what she's doing when it comes to her actions... for the most part. There are still some things that those Angels up above never taught her, you know.
She's not afraid to stand up for herself when need be, but she hardly ever gets angry. Gabriella is quite the bubbly and energetic person; meaning she could go on for hours and hours on end, talking about random things. The time she takes to continue talking and the time she actually gets to the point of what she's talking about could be quite a while; but those with patience will learn to love her. If not, then surely they'll just avoid her or something along those lines. Regardless, she's a lovable and affectionate person -- someone special, you could say.
» ｂｉｏｇｒａｐｈｙ ::
Growing up in Heaven around all the other Angels, Gabriella lived a natural life just like everyone else of her race. She went to school to learn how to be good and kind; to bring righteousness into the world and make it a better place for not only her kind, but the rest of the creatures as well. And growing up, that's all Gabriella ever wanted to do: be a good person and help others. Help them realize that there was purity in the world, and that not all things were bad, even though some people were just as bad as Satan himself. Regardless of their flaws, however, this little angel was determined to show everyone around her that good could overpower evil; that righteousness could take all the bad out of the world and make it a better place.
Things seemed to be going entirely well with her plan at first. Gabriella made friends within her school, and eventually graduated from the place they called "The Archangel's Study." It was a school that all of the little angel's went to in order to learn what their purpose in this world was, and why it was important to be a good person. Of course, almost everyone listened and paid attention with awe and interest; but there were always the few that... slacked and ended up in a place where they didn't enjoy. Ahem. Anywho. Gabriella was one of the top students in her school; she was kind and considerate -- always put others before herself in hopes that they would see the light and do the same for another that day. It was a growing cycle, wasn't it? Where one good deed is performed, another is soon to follow? Whether it be true or not, Gabriella was determined to show her good side; to show others that she was someone good. That one day, she would bring peace and kindness to the world and its people; as well as its creatures.
By the time the blonde angel hit the age of twenty, she had fallen in love with another angel her age; a male that she had went to school with from the beginning, who had always had eyes for her. She fell head over heels for him; instantly being devoured into the brilliant cloud they call 'love'. And to deny it would be a sin, no? The two were inseparable; always being around one another through thick and thin. Nothing in the world could ever tear them apart. Well... that is until the day that she was taken away from him. Whether it be God or one of the archangels, the decision was made that Gabriella was to be sent down from the Heavens and onto the human-dwelling Earth. She was put in a house; chained inside like an animal that had done something wrong and was put in the pound. She had tried to get out, to break the doors, the windows, anything. But the only thing that had come her way was the realization that she was not going to be set free... at all. Not until her mission was accomplished.
Within the few hours of arriving in this house, Gabriella was quick to find other creatures dwelling inside its walls alongside her. Different species; shifters, dragons, elves, etc. They were all so new to her! Things she had only read about in fairy tales, as she had never gotten the actual chance to see them in real life. Needless to say, she was fascinated by most of these beings; fascinated enough to want to touch and feel their faces, to want to see their differences compared to her own race. Of course, she kept her distance from them, but the ones that seemed mostly harmless to her were the ones that entranced her the most. Oh, how she just wanted to make friends! Some of them were even nice! But Gabriella was soon to come to the understanding that none of them were here to make friends; they were all here for one reason, and one reason only: to become the dominant species and prove just which one was the strongest.
It was an unspoken arrangement, but what else could it be? Different creatures being put into a house all together, and none of them allowed to leave -- it only had one option. That all of them were to survive against one another. Or, perhaps this was a test to see who could bring peace among the others? Surely that sounded much, much better! Ahem.
It wasn't until too long ago that the angel had discovered a specific race that was stuck in the house with them -- a race that she herself was unable to ignore, and knew that she was going to be presented a challenge to bring peace among everyone with that one race present. A demon. A demonic force was within the house, and to be honest... it was scaring the hell out of Gabriella. Not that she had any bit of Hell inside of her, but you get the point.
» ｔｈｅｍｅ ｓｏｎｇｓ ::
» ｏｔｈｅｒ ｉｎｆｏ ::
When Gabriella grows angry or aggressive [which is still rare], her eyes begin to glow white. This is also what happens when she causes intense, but short-term migraines on people.
» ｕｓｅｒ ::
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Posted: Thu Jan 26, 2012 4:18 am
They call me Rykes
Its pronounced Riy-kss
I'm only six years old
If you can't tell already I'm a male
Its fairly easy to see that I'm a Meerkat
In my group I rank as the Alpha Male
My fur color is tawny, sandy, creamy, and black.
My eyes are dark brown
As of right now I love nobody.
I have a few offspring, their names are N/A
If you asked my friends about my personality they would tell you that I'm aggressive, with every reason to be so. I won't hesitate to show my teeth, nor put someone in their place. I am a strict leader, and I do not let others slack off. If they do, they will find how quickly I can spread my jaws and teach them a lesson. Of course, I have a loving side... but most others never see it. I have yet to find a mate, but I'm sure that once I do... she'll know that secret side of me in due time. Maybe.
If you asked about my life story I would tell you this I was born to a litter of four; two sisters and a brother. We were lucky ones to survive, as my parents were not the alphas, but the alpha female had not been pregnant nor did she have children at the time. So, we were allowed to survive, no matter how weird that sounds. My mother raised us just like any other mother would; she wanted the best for us, taught us how to survive, how to be who we were going to be. There were no real plans for us, but she always said she had this feeling that we would be 'great'. Boy, was she right. Well.. partially. Her raising us gave us hope we would be something better than the bottom of the band. That we would actually be great rather than just hearing her wish for it. But enough with that mushy crap... let's get on with the story, shall we?
When we were about a year old, my siblings and I were out of the shelter playing around. It was a bad idea, considering we were down a few sentries due to a group of hyenas catching them. But, we continued to play, oblivious to the danger that lurked about. It was in due time that we would learn just what was happening... only half of us learning before it was too late. My sisters had been taken; eaten right before our eyes as if the hyenas had no heart and could not hear our crying. But my brother and I fled; we took shelter in our home, hoping that the dog-like creatures would leave us alone and give up. And in due time, they did. They eventually left, finding two meerkats being enough to curve their appetite for the time being.
My mother took it the hardest. She mourned for the girls, pushing us away as if we were not as good as her precious little daughters. I didn't think too much on it -- it was their fault anyway, was it not? They had been oblivious! Of course, all four of us had been, but it was their fault for not realizing the danger until it was too late. They died because they did not pay attention; they did not see the signs of hyenas approaching. And they did not take cover in time. Instead, their lives were taken. They were eaten alive, and perhaps even felt the pain of it all while they were sliding down the hyenas throat. The sight had been gruesome; but my brother and I learned a valuable lesson that day: never let your guard down, no matter how safe it seems out there. Because there's likely to be a predator hiding behind every corner. Behind every rock. Behind every blade of grass.
My brother and I grew very quickly; we became adults in no time, and were soon finding our places within the band. He found where he belonged very quickly, as did I. My brother became a sentry, and I a mobster. It was there that we worked together; did what we were to do for the time being. However, like everything else, my brother's life soon came to an end. We were out of our home many years later; protecting our band by doing what we had to do. But not long after we had all started, there was a large bird coming from above. Everyone panicked as the sentries warned us all. We began to flee inside, but one of us was too late. My brother had been snatched up by the bird's talons; being taken away into the blue sky to never be heard from again. I mourned his death, as did my mother. My brother and I had been close - we had been best friends. We did everything together... and now he was gone. Why? Because the alpha had been a lazy male and not done his job. He had not supplied us with enough sentries; with enough mobsters. With enough anything. Even though some say he is not to blame, I believe he is. And it is why I sought revenge on him...
Here I am, a year later... my mother passed not long after my brother was killed, leaving me to be the last one of the blood family surviving. I remain within the band; but am now the current alpha. I chased the previous one out; showing him that I was more aggressive than he was. That I could do a better job than he could. And once he was gone, I took his place. And now I lead the band as the alpha male.
I forgot to mention I have a serious fear of birds.
[g a w d z 0 r z]
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Posted: Fri Mar 02, 2012 10:03 pm
● Dakota Jence ●
Alpha Male ● South Pack  ███████ ██ ██ тhis ɨs ωho ɨ αm... → мy ηame ɨs Dakota Jence,
→ вut ɣou ¢an ¢all мe Dakota, Alpha
→ ɨncase ɣou ¢an't тell, ɨ'm α Male,
→ αnd ɨ'm Twenty-seven ɣears σld.
→ ɨ'm тhe Alpha Male σf тhe South ρack.
███████ ██ ██ тhese αre мy ɨnterests... → ɨf ɨ ¢an't нave мore σf тhese...
___► Loyalty
___► Power
___► Most canine species
→ ɨf ɣou ɢive мe мore σf тhese...
___► Traitors
___► Intruders
___► People stepping out of their place
→ ɨf ɣou вring мe ηear αny σf тhese...
___► Death, although I won't admit it.
___► Losing my rank
___► Failing
███████ ██ ██ αnd тhis ɨs мy ѕtory... → α ℓittle вackground ηoise...
Being born into the South Pack, I didn't start out by having a high rank promised to me. Instead, my mother was of the omega rank, and my father was an unknown brute that she had hooked up outside of the pack. Or maybe she was raped.. I don't know. Anyway, needless to say, the dumbass didn't use protection and got my mother pregnant. So, she went back to the South Pack alphas and had to explain what had happened. For a while, they apparently debated whether or not to let her keep me. She was an omega; the lowest of the low. If the alphas wanted her to lose the baby, then they could easily do so or demand her to get an abortion. But, instead, they allowed her to give birth. And when those nine months were up... here I came.
Being of the omega rank, I was picked on by the other kids. Sure, I was labeled as a cub for the time being, but since my mother was the omega, it also gave the impression that the other kids could treat me just like I was the lowest rank of them all. And, that's what happened. For a long time I was bullied; pushed around and beat up just like a piece of dirt. I was afraid to fight back, as my mother had always taught me to submit. Because if an omega fought back to someone of a higher rank... that could easily mean death. And to play it safe so I did not die, my mother told me to never defend myself. Only to submit and allow the other to do whatever they wanted. So, I did as I was told. For the longest time, I submitted to everyone. I let them beat me up; I let them bully me. I let them treat me like I was nothing... until one day I had enough.
Around age nine, I had finally grown tired of the others treating me that way. One of the meanest kids came up to me and was determined to take his bad day out on the poor omega. What did I do? The minute he threw his fist at me, I struck him in the nose. His nose broke, and blood spewed everywhere. I sent the kid home crying, and that told the others to leave me alone just as the other one now would. From that day forward, I was determined to become something more than an omega. To become something better, and prove I was not useless. So I began to train myself to fight. Being so young, it didn't work very well... but over the years, things got easier. I grew more lean than bulky, and my height increased majorly. I had always been a short kid; but by the time I hit fourteen, I stood at six feet tall (which, now I stand at 6'4"). I grew to the appropriate size, no?
When I turned eleven years old, the change had occurred. I grew more temperamental; I began to strike kids when they got too close to me on a bad day. Or really just struck them in general. But regardless, the changes were happening quickly. And by the time it was all said and done, I was thirteen years old. But becoming a full lycanthrope was not the only change I went through. My temper grew even more, and it stayed for good. I also became more dominant, and had no problem showing it or fighting for something. In the end, the creature I became only made me more of an aggressive man. But it was all good.
As I hit the age to where I could come to a rank, which was eighteen, I first moved up to scout. Although I was lean, I was focused more on going higher. From scout, to warrior, to gamma, and then to beta, I kept climbing the ranks. By the time I hit beta, though, the alphas had told me enough. That I had reached my goal; and that I was their second in command male. But still, I was not satisfied. There was only one rank above me; one thing that was holding me back from owning this entire pack and becoming its leader. So I did what I had to do to gain power: I killed the alphas and claimed their positions as my own. Sure, it didn't please others, but it was for my benefit... for me. And I enjoyed every last bit of it.
About two years into my ruling of the South Pack, there had recently been a tiny war. The packs went at it; a fight broke out. It was nothing big, but more so just a tiny scrap that only lasted about thirty minutes. But, in the process, there had been a pretty little thing crossing my territory; trying to get passed everyone for some reason. But once she had passed the others, her reason was clear: me. She tried to get to me; attack me for her pack. But all it ended up was her being knocked unconscious and me taking her as my hostage. So by the time the fight was over, I had a 'prisoner of war' on my hands, and the north pack was only begging me to give her back. Well... not begging. But they made it clear that I had to let her go before something bad happened. Ah, well. Talk talk talk.
This female, Ava, had remained tied up in our home. She surely wasn't happy, but by the time I had actually manipulated her little mind to believe that I was her only hope.. I had her eating from the palm of my hand. It was far too easy. So once I untied her, she stuck around. And... one thing led to another... and things got a bit serious. I'm not proud to admit that I fell for the damn hostage, but... yeah, I did. Over time, Ava became my mate, and then became the alpha female to rule by my side. My only true mate... anyway.
I felt strongly for her, and I still do. She is a great mate... great in bed and great at keeping me calm when need be. But she's also a great alpha. She knows how to rule a pack like this, and she's damn good at it, too. Perhaps that's what makes us a great pair. But enough of this feminine s**t; let's get on with the story.
→ αnd ωhatever єlse...
___I won't hesitate to brawl, and I certainly like to go at it with my pack mates every once in a while. It keeps them in shape and on their toes, yeah?
███████ ██ ██ α ℓittle єxtra... → oтhers sαy ɨ ℓook ℓɨke James Tharpe
→ мy мaster ɨs gawdz0rz
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