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pulchrare

Thieving Rogue

PostPosted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 7:54 am


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The time has come for us to rise up. The werewolves of society, living in the outskirts of town. Many are tired of living at the bottom. Many are done standing next to humans, in the bank, the store, even their neighbours. Lycan population is booming. There are many of us. Humans have ruled these lands for too long. We need to rise above and conquer. But, I disagree. Yes, one lone werewolf who has fell in love. With a human. And now, all hell has broken loose. Werewolves are exposing themselves as what they truly are. But not me. I don't want to kill. I repeat, I am in love with a human. And I know there are more of you. Fighting secretly against your own kind for the other side. Welcome to the war.
PostPosted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 10:51 am


Information on the setting:

Where: Small city on Lake Ontario
Season: Spring, early

Information on events to happen:

-large battle to take place much, much later. Need at least 15 people.
-Humans to join, need one for every 'good' 'wolf
-Need some opposing 'wolves, at least 15
-lots and lots of running
-defensive battle between the alphas (Good vs. Evil)
-possible battles between alpha and others for leader role.


Total number of people: Need at least 45 people to join before any major events.

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue


pulchrare

Thieving Rogue

PostPosted: Sat Jan 16, 2010 4:08 pm


Character Skeleton:

Username:
Lycan/Human Name: (Don't pick both. Just one. I will tell you if you need to swich if we need another human/lycan)
Sex:
Appearance: (Please, description only. I will not add you if you use pictures.)
Age sad What ever number, 100, 1000, werewolves get OLD)
Personality:
History: (I'd like you to use this to show me you are capable of semi-literate)
Other sad No super powers. We're lycans, not witches.)

Please PM me your profile and wait for my response.
PostPosted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 12:07 pm


Okay, now the un-fun parts.

RULES

-Follow the ToS, guild, and subforum rules, as always
-Cussing is allowed, but don't use it every other word. If you don't like cussing, turn your filter on.
-No Godmodding, it takes away the fun of RPing
-No autohits, automisses, or killing others without permission. If they let you kill them, THEY must PM me, not you.
-Please refrain from using ellipses (...) in speech. If you have a message, put it before or after your RP, in double brackets -> ((...))
- As always, follow the 3-sentence rule. It makes it more interesting

-If you fail to follow these rules, you will be banned from this thread.

Okay, done lecturing you. You are now free to RP!

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue


pulchrare

Thieving Rogue

PostPosted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 5:07 pm


Members of the Pack:

Username razz oppyNorth324
Lycan Name: Shayla
Sex: Female
Apperance: Human: She has dirty blond hair the is cut along her jawline, And she has bright blue eyes with green flecks around the pupil. She has a strong, lean build. Lycan: She has dark brown fur along her back, and a white undercoat.
Age: 1354 years old
Personality: She will kick your butt if you tick her off, and she doesn't like being told what to do. She is kind and sweet under that hard shell, and will care for you if you let her.
History: Shayla was born in 656 A.D., and she lived with her pack. She loved to run and one day was seperated from her pack. Shayla spent 2 years roaming the globe for them, only to later find out that they were dead, killed by a brutal storm. Shayla's heart went cold, and she taught herself not to feel emotion. She continued to roam in a cold, hard state of mind, killing vicously. Recently, in 1992, she met Marc, whom she called Marco. She told him about herself, and what she was. Her human mate of 15 didn't care. Eventually, someone found out about their secret love and since then they've been hunted.
Other: Shayla carries a long, wooden stake, deadly to humans and werewolfs alike.


Username: PoppyNorth324
Human Name: Marco
Sex: Male
Appearance: Long, shaggy black hair the falls just below his chin. His eyes are dark brown, almost black. He is 5'7, and somewhat muscular.
Age:33
Personality: He is protective, and will not tolerate much anger. Very kind-hearted, open to everyone.
History: Marco lived a very normal life until he was 15, when he met Shayla, a very, very old werewolf. She exposed herself, and he fell in love with her almost instantly. Since then he has been on the run with her from werewolf hunters.
Other: Shayla's mate, though other females are always flirting with him.


Username: Flashwulf
Lycan/Human Name: Leon
Sex:Male
Appearance:Human: Shaggy black hair, Medium height, muscular, often wheres relaxing clothes. Wolf: Silver fur, lean fast body.
Age:300
Personality:Loyal, and protective. Can play and relax but is often worrying about the safety of others.
History:Leon was always compassionate. When he first found out that they were planning to kill the humans he got upset. He heard of a fellow werewolf that was comapssionate and quickly tracked her down. He joined her league and vowed to protect the humans. He has traveled with the other protecting those when nessacary and becoming faster. In his eyes, his speed was his greatest asset.
Other: Carries sword around with him


Username: adonfang
Human Name: Balin
Sex: Male
Appearance: Balin is 5'7, has green eyes, wears heavy armor and full plated helmet so no one has seen his face, jacked as all hell, and carries a large 2 handed sword
Age:2500
Personality: doesn't talk much and is rather aggresive towards people who don't respect him, but will defend those he cares for with his life
History: Balin has never had a place to call home and if he has he doesn't remember it. at a young age he was abandoned by his parents to fend for himself, he quickly picked fights with other lycan much older than him and learned how to fight and most importantly kill without emotion. he eventually got a bit to big headed and ended up having a rather deep scar acrost his left eye. as a result he put on a helmet to hide his identity and make sure that no one saw him. since then he has wandered the lands not staying in one place for to long and sometimes leaving a body or 2 behind where he came from
Other:stays in human form rarely transforms due to his bloodlust for battle

Username: xXDemonic_MouseXx
Human Name: Ami (ah-me)
Sex: female
Appearance: Short, messy, blond hair with black highlights and she has a light tan. Her eyes are a stunning silver color. She has a small form, about 5'2 and looks unhealthily skinny as if she has been undernourished for weeks.
Age: 237
Personality: Aggressive, short-tempered, and sometimes a bit pessimistic. She has a bit of a 'I hate my life' kind of attitude.
History: Ami is a lone wolf, but not because she chooses to be. Long ago, when she was part of a pack, she lost her temper and killed her alpha's mate. He banned her from the pack and has exiled her to be a alone forever. If she finds a mate or a pack, he swore that he would find her and kill them all. She has no memory of any event before that.
Other: Has a disease known to the humans as epilepsy.


Username: XdisturbedxcoyoteX
Name: Mayla
Species(Special For My MayMay Thanks To Poppies Permission On Bringing Her In):Coyote Demon
Sex: Female
Appearance: (Please, description only. I will not add you if you use pictures.)
Mayla stands an easy tive foot three, her hair is a deep purple, waist length and pulled back in thick plait(braid), she has tanned skin, an atheletic build, ample chest, slender yet curved hips, amber eyes, a coyote's tail and ears and usually wears an indigo halter top with a white stripe down the center, indigo shorts, a brown shirt with white edging on it(worn over the halter top for winter only) brown fighters tape on lower arms and legs, steel plated wrist gaurds tied on with white cloth, steel plated boots during the winter and a thick steel collar around her neck)
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Age: 5,000
Personality: Mayla is a bubbly, cute and often shy creature. She acts more animalistic at times due to the abuse she suffered with the God who owned her as a pet. She is overprotective of her pack mates and of humans(even though she thinks the smell funny). At her age she is an older demon which makes her stronger then most however she rarely uses this strength except to protect her pack she will not even bother to defend herself and will take whatever beating comes to her. She is also know to alwaqys be wearing a smile even when she is upset, angry or depressed.
History: Mayla was born to the Fallen Iris Forest Coyote Clan. This clan was set as gaurdians of the forest and Mayla was to take on the role of Head Gaurdian once she reached age 18. She was trained to fight, protect, care for and even hunt for other animals of the forest. At age 18 she wa given the Head Gaurdians final form moments after this a God, who had been waiting until she was given this form, took her and made her into his pet. He abusedc her, tormented her, forced her to fight others and kept her in a cage hardly large enough to fit her small five foot three humanoid form. She lived with him for almost 5,000 years when he got into a fight with another gaurd and he fell onto he cage breaking it open. Mayla fled back to the place she knew as home and found a pack of lycans living in it. She was taken in by the pack and now lives with them coming and goin as she pleases. She has come to love and trust each member of the pack which is a hard thing for her to do and will do anything to protect them. Including taking her final form to defend them which in her mind makes her more like a monster. This makes Mayla cute, fuzzy but far from harmless.
Other: None
PostPosted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 5:40 pm


Shayla sighed. She couldn't sleep. Even though she'd heard enough from Marco about how she was always tired when she didn't sleep, she just...couldn't. Shayla wished she could. She snuggled into Marco. "I'm sorry. I just can't sleep." She whispered into his ear.

Marco shifted as he heard Shayla whisper. "Go to bed, damnit. You'll never be alive tomorrow if you don't rest." Marco muttered sleepily. He needed to find some advil. At least they had a shower. They were currently staying in a large apartment building in Ontario. He just loved having a bed beneath him.

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue


Flashwulf

PostPosted: Wed Jan 20, 2010 8:44 pm


Leon relaxed in the room next to his fellow packmate. He was worrying about what would happen if they failed to protect the humans. He had his sword next to him incase they were attacked. He didn't quite completely trust the human shayla liked but he would defend him just the same. After a quick prayer he let himself drift off wondering about what would happen tommorow.
PostPosted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 8:26 am


Shayla lay her head down and quietly closed her eyes. Her hair fell into her face, and Shayla just let it tickle her nose. She fell asleep, waking up early in the morning. Carefully, she crawled out of bed and tip toed down the hall the the little kitchenette. She opened the fridge, and pulled out some eggs. Quietly, she cracked them off a bowl and began to mix them together. Placing the dish inside the microwave, she set the time for one minute. When it beeped, she heard Marco get up.

Marco blinked. Sunlight, dimmed by the shades, filtered into the room. Shayla was gone, and then he heard the beep of the microwave. He pulled himself out of bed and walked into the kitchen. "Hello there. Aren't you up a bit early?" Marco teased, smiling.

Shayla laughed. "Maybe a bit, but I was hungry. I'm making scrambled eggs, you want any? I made sure we had ketchup." Shayla said, smiling back and hugging Marco tightly. She remembered Leon in the other room, and hoped she hadn't waken him. "Do me a favor? Check and see if Leon's awake yet. The eggs are getting cold."

Marco sighed but walked down the hall anyways. Carefully, he opened Leon's door. "You alive in here?" Marco said in a hushed tone.

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue


Flashwulf

PostPosted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:01 pm


Leon heard a voice at his door. The sudden voice startled Leon and he tensed and grabbed his sword. With his sword half way out its shealth under the blanket he realized it was Shayla's mate. He thank'd God that he didn't react more and risk scarring her mate. He could tell that Marco was uneasy near Leon and Leon didn't want to make matters worse. He slowly slid his sword back in the sheath.

Yea marco, whats up? Is that eggs i smell?

Leon swung his legs outta bed still in his shorts. He gently placed his sword in the strap at his side and walked to the kitchen.

Hey Shayla, Whats cookin? Did you have a nice sleep?

Leon sat down in the chair and relaxed.
PostPosted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:32 pm


Shayla snorted, scooping some eggs onto a plate. "Well, I think so, but according to him" Shayla said pointing a finger at Marco, "I didn't." Shayla laughed. Shaking her head, she handed the plate to Leon, and gave him a fork. "Now both of you, sit down and eat your eggs before they get cold." Shayla instructed, pointing to the small dining room. She marched in with two more plates of eggs in hand.

Marco laughed with Shayla, and grabbed the forks she'd forgotten. He was always so tense, where Shayla could find a way to laugh at anything. They were so different, but opposites attract. He shrugged the thought off, and sat down beside Shayla. "You don't get enough sleep. You end up acting insane the next day. Remember the time you nearly exposed yourself?" Marco frowned at her.

Shayla glared at her mate. "That was one time. I don't see why you have to make such a big deal." Shayla said sourly. It was true, she'd screamed she was a werewolf. 'Come on, sweetie. Let's get you back to the asylum.' Marco had said, making it seem as though she truely were insane. It wasn't funny, now. "How'd you sleep, Leon? You look well rested at least." Shayla said quietly. She was annoyed that Marco had played that card.

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue


Flashwulf

PostPosted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:44 pm


Leon sat and watched the mouthwatering food be brought in. Leon wolfed it down bearly using the fork. He sat and listened to their banter with an amused expression.

Me? Oh i slept like a dog Leon said while smiling at his own wolf joke.

Seriosuly though, you should get more sleep Shayla its not healthy and if anything happens, we'll need you sane. I dont think the insanity plea works well against people who want to kill you, Besides no one likes it when you're over tired. He said with a laugh.

Marco, have you tried using a bat? I here that it has been preoven to help people fall asleep.
PostPosted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 5:53 pm


Marco howled in laughter. "That's a good..." He started, then caught Shayla's fierce glare. "Nevermind." Marco said quickly, hanging his head and shoveling in a mouthful of egg.

"Enough of that, both of you! That's not funny." Shayla said, a tear appearing at her eye. She wiped it quickly then raced to her room. She sat facing the wall, glaring at it. The boys had to make jokes about her, simply because she was...well, her. Shayla'd had enough of their jokes. She built a wall behind her eyes, keeping the tears locked inside. Hanging her head, she heard nothing from the dining room. "That's right. You should be afraid. I'm not done with you two." Shayla muttered to the wall.'Maybe I am crazy. Talking to walls.' Shayla thought humorlessly.

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue


Flashwulf

PostPosted: Thu Jan 21, 2010 7:38 pm


Leon dropped his fork and stared down the hall.

CRAP! What did i do! I always take things to far. I'm sorry, i'll go talk to her.

Leon got up and slowly walked down the hall. He stopped infront of the door and took a deep breath. He knocked on the door and waited.

Shayla! Are you ok im sorry i shouldn't have made those jokes. I'm really sorry i didn't mean them. Can i come in?
PostPosted: Fri Jan 22, 2010 4:13 am


Shayla grumbled incoherently. "Not unless you'd like your head ripped off, I wouldn't." She hissed, not turning around. They both had it coming for them. Shayla could punish them soo many ways. She could make them cook for her, or clean the bathroom, or paint her nails! Shayla rubbed her hands together, giggling devilishly. "Oh, man, am I going to make you suffer!" She laughed.

Marco watched as Shayla stormed out. When Leon got up, Marco called. "No, Leon! Give her time!" Marco cried despratly, but Leon was already at Shayla's door. He heard her wicked response, and placed his head on the table."God, damn it!" He muttered to the tablecloth.

pulchrare

Thieving Rogue

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