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 Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 6:19 pm
~CONSTRUCTION~  This is a reference for me, and anyone who simply wants to know about my wolves. A warning; I have only one wolf now, but him and my future wolves will all have something wrong with them/their personalities, and they will all have very disturbing/sad/horrifying pasts. I just like rping characters like that. I know, I'm twisted . . . >>;; Please don't post here; if you have a question, or want to throw an rp at me, send a pm my way. ::Table of Contents::
1. Intro and Table of Contents (You are here)
2. Deimos' Bio
3. Deimos' History
4. Deimos' Roleplays
5. Occam's Bio
6. Occam's History
7. Occam's Roleplays
8. Moirai's Bio
9. Moirai's History
10. Moirai's Roleplays
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Posted: Wed Jan 24, 2007 6:25 pm
~CONSTRUCTION~ ::Biography::  Name: Deimos
Meaning Behind Name: Greek for Terror
Gender: Male
Mate: None; he's still a pup
Siblings: Moirai [x]
Offspring: Still too young
Mother X Father: Both deceased
Pack: None at the moment. Might change soon . . .
Ranking: Pup
Friends: Alexander[x]
Tasubaa[x]
Allies: Alexander[x]
Neutral: Tasubaa[x]
Enemies: Humans and female wolves
Orientation: Unknown
Stature: Large for a pup; very tall
Obtained: Custom
Deimos constantly wonders to himself if having two loners for parents is what makes him so cocky, or if he simply has a death wish that he is unaware of. Either way, his brazen and self-assured attitude is his protective armor, keeping him from getting emotionally hurt anymore than he already has been.
It is also what usually gets him in deep trouble, yet his cunning and swift mind tends to find ways of getting him out before he's injured. However, if that doesn't work, than his larger stature helps.
He is as stubborn as a mule, and rarely listens to anything that doesn't conform to his way of thinking. Authority is not his friend, unless he is the one in control (and he is more manipulative than a handful of lawyers XD ).
Because of his past, he loathes females, and wants nothing to do with them, believing that they are all conniving, heartless creatures that care for nothing but themselves. This may affect any future relationships he has as well.
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Posted: Fri Jan 26, 2007 7:54 pm
~CONSTRUCTION~ ::History::Born in the dead of winter, his life started out harsh enough. With a cold and uncaring mother, and a distant father because of her, he was usually forgotten in the den, coming close to freezing more often that first week than being fed.
When he was no older than 5 weeks, his mother left under the falsehood of going for a hunt, and never returned. It was a two-edged knife for Deimos; on one side, the thing that had verbally and physically abused him, and forgotten him more often than not, was gone. Yet, on the other side, he was left, barely old enough to eat solid food, with a father that had no idea how to act around other wolves, let alone take care of a pup.
However, his father tried very hard to care for him, but odds were against them both, and had been the moment the two loners had mated.
It was an unusually harsh winter, and food was extremely scarce. Not wanting to lose the son he had grown to love, Deimos' father searched far and wide to find anything at all to eat.
It was just chance that he discovered a reclusive human's home, and found a rabbit that had frozen in one of the many outdoor pens. The human caught him stealing the small carcass, yet he was fast enough to escape the shots fired at him.
All was fine for a few more days, until again their stomachs began to growl. Not particularly willing to go back to the farmstead, Deimos' father realized he didn't have much of a choice.
However, it seemed that luck had graced them; another dead rabbit lay in the path to the farmer's home, ripe for the taking. He could still smell its warmth. Slinking to the meat, he ripped off a fair portion for himself, before clamping his jaws around the rest, turning to bring it back to his son.
He collapsed, dying, a yard from the den.
Deimos discovered his father hours later, when he wind finally sent the musky odor of his father down the den to his nose. Frightened, he ventured outside, realizing that night had fallen. When he saw his father's glazed yellow eyes, and the foam flecking his muzzle, Deimos fled.
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Posted: Mon Feb 12, 2007 4:07 pm
Role Plays ~Life Lessons - Tasubaa and Deimos (Finished)[x]
~Moonlight Meeting - Alexander and Deimos (Finished)[x]
~Hide and Seek - Alexander, Otashii, and Deimos (Finished)[x]
~This Can't be Good - Eiros and Deimos (In Progress)[x]
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Posted: Wed Feb 14, 2007 7:46 pm
::CONSTRUCTION::
OCCAM ~Biography~Name: Occam
Meaning Behind Name: Taken from Occam's Razor
Nickname: (I call him Emo Boi XD )
Gender: Male
Mate: None
Siblings: None
Offspring: None
Mother X Father: Deceased
Pack: In Progress
Ranking: Loner
Friends: Ravii[x]
Aion[x]
Petbe[x]
Allies: None
Neutral: None
Enemies: None
Orientation: Unknown
Stature: Very lean muscled, yet still very strong. He's a fast runner
Obtained: V-day Raffle
Occam is the epitome of a lone wolf. Not only does he travel alone, but he also dislikes the company of other wolves. Reason being, his presence around them usually ends up bringing them misfortune, and everyone he has ever known has betrayed him at some time in his life or another.
The final straw was during a battle between his pack and a rival's; he was badly injured, but instead of sticking by him and helping him escape, his own pack left him as fodder for their enemies, while they escaped unharmed.
The rival pack showed no mercy, refusing to kill him and end his pain and misery. Instead, they took him as a prisoner and turned him into a slave, abusing him so badly that he refuses to recall that dreadful time. Whenever he has to, his eyes either grow sad and distant, or he lashes out and badly wounds whatever made him remember that long ago time.
Lean muscled, and long of leg, he is a remarkable runner, and could outrun any wolf in his pack. The markings on his paws almost glow like fire when he runs.
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Posted: Thu Feb 15, 2007 8:45 am
::CONSTRUCTION:: ~History~Occam loved his pack; they were the best family he could ever have, and in his eyes, they could do no wrong.
Yet everything changed the day he became an adult. The rival pack that had been hassling them for their lands suddenly invaded, having grown tired of waiting. Occam's pack fought admirably, working exactly as a pack should; unified, and ferociously in sync with each other.
However, Occam grew cocky. He was too self-assured in his abilities, thinking that he was invincible. After all, he was now an adult. How could he lose?
The wolf appeared from the shadows as he ran, hamstringing him before he could even snarl. He hit the dirt hard, hearing ribs crack when he slammed into a rock. To add salt to his wounds, the wolf was little better than an adolescent, grinning down at Occam with malice in his eyes.
Everything seemed to happen in slow motion after that moment; wolves tearing into each other around him, their snarls echoing through the trees like a song of death. His pack was losing.
And he was going to die.
The image of his mighty alpha appearing before him made a whine fall from his throat; he was saved! He was going to live! Never had he been so happy to see his alpha; his father.
"Let us go!" His alpha's voice boomed like thunder through the clearing, capturing the attention of every wolf still alive. Occam pulled himself up on three legs, his left hind leg held up close to his body. Blood dripped steadily from the wound, pooling beneath his paws.
"Let us go, and in return, you may have my son to do with as you wish. Just let the rest of us go."
Occam could only stare in disbelief. "F-father . . . Wha-"
Suddenly, a searing pain raced down his spine; the last thing he saw was his pack fleeing with their tales between their legs, his father leading them without a backwards glance.
Then, all was darkness . . .
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Posted: Sat Feb 17, 2007 8:36 pm
Occam's roleplays
~Dark Side of the Moon - Ravii and Occam(Finished)[x]
~Second Chances - Aion, Occam, and Petbe(Finished)[x]
~If only things could be less complicated - Hallie and Occam(In Progress)[x]
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Posted: Thu Mar 08, 2007 11:26 pm
MOIRAI  Name: Moirai
Meaning Behind Name: The Three Fates - Greek Mythology**
Nickname: Crazy b***h
Gender: Female
Mate: None
Siblings: Deimos [x]
Offspring: None
Mother X Father: Deceased
Pack: None
Ranking: Loner
Friends: None
Allies: None
Neutral: None
Enemies: Deimos
Orientation: Straight
Stature: Lean, almost scrawny looking, but all hard muscle
Obtained: Commission
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:29 pm
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 10:31 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 5:46 pm
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Posted: Wed Mar 28, 2007 5:47 pm
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