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 Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 11:59 am
 Fall 2010.
The world knows.
It's all over the news. It's all people have been talking about for the last six months. The Wolfman exists.
Mankind now has two fears: the Beast and becoming the Beast. There is now a worldwide witch hunt for werewolves. Governments all over the globe have taken actions to apprehend any person who may be a werewolf and place them in jails and camps with electric fences and plenty of silver, rye, and mistletoe on hand, anything to hold them in. They are expected to die.
You are one of them; you are a beast. You are unsure if the government knows of your condition, but still, you leave behind your family, your friends, your life in search of a sanctuary. While you are on the lamb, you run across people like you. These people have formed a pack and offer you the same protection. They offer you a new home, a safehouse for people like you. One day, they plan to liberate their captured brothers and sisters either by the path of peace or the path of war. But for now, they are in hiding._____________________________ This is a semi-lit roleplay with a story arc. A story arc is basically a storyline, meant to help move along the roleplay and offer some sense of direction. This by no means forces you to do things you or your character may not want to do or limits the actions of you/your character, but there are some things that cannot be changed about the storyline.
In this RP, you play a Werewolf: someone infected with Lycanthropy. In this universe, Lycanthropy is in the genes. However, there are a few very powerful werewolves who have managed to develop the ability to "infect" humans. So there are two kinds of werewolves: those born as werewolves and those who were made werewolves. There is no difference between the two in the aspect of power. You may change at will and do not have to rely on there being a moon in the sky. Having a full moon in the sky only makes you stronger. But if you choose to play a Human, I will offer you certain things unavailable to those playing Werewolves (PM me for more information).
Lycans are not immortal. They merely have extended lifespans (150-250 years), depending upon their level of power. I would prefer if you did not play an ancient werewolf, but a newly changed one (at most: 2 years as a werewolf). PM me if you think otherwise.
In order to spice things up a bit, there are five forms a Werewolf can take:
Human
Near-Human You are stronger and faster than a human, but still weaker than a fully transformed werewolf. However, you still maintain control over yourself.
Wolfman This is the form most feared (think typical Lycan from the Underworld movies). While in this form you are at your strongest, yet you are slow to react and in a nearly mad state and not able to control yourself well. Communication in this form is troublesome: you can only communicate through simple, childish sentences, much like the Hulk (Hulk smash!).
Near-Wolf This is the most balanced state: offering physical strength and speed, yet at this point, you can no longer speak the human tongue and communication becomes difficult. It appears to look similar to the extinct Dire Wolf. This form comes more easily to some than others and can be difficult to maintain.
Wolf You take the form of a normal wolf. In this form, you indulge in your natural instincts. You communicate through body language and noises. (While in this form and talking to another werewolf in this form, you may speak in quotations, but any other person not in wolf form can't understand you.) You are at your fastest in this state. This form comes easily to all werewolves._____________________________
UPDATES
Dec. o6, 2010;; Added a new rule about reading my posts--rule #15.
Dec. 13, 2010;; New rule about stating which form you're in! For convenience, of course.
Dec. 24, 2010;; Added more reference pics for the castle.CLOSED. Inactivity and general lack of interest.
Boo.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 12:12 pm
I know it seems like there are a lot of rules, but most of them are common sense, so please bear with me. oo1. As always, follow Gaia's TOS, the rules of this guild, and my rules and everything will be sunshine and rainbows.
oo2. This is a semi-literate to literate roleplay. I prefer literate, but I want this roleplay to be open to everyone. I want your posts to be 3-6 sentences minimum--that's a small paragraph. You don't have to post nearly as much as I do most of the time. Not too much to ask, is it?
oo3. I won't be too much of a Grammar Nazi--I know we all make mistakes, but, please, don't test me.
oo4. Keep cussing to a minimum, and only in character-speak. Remember: the true sign of intelligence is being able to insult someone without cursing.
oo5. Speech should be in quotations " ... " and thoughts should be in italics. All Out-Of-Character statements should be written in double parentheses: (( ... )) or [[ ... ]]
oo6. Limit 3 characters per person. Ask permission for more.
oo7. Please! Be original! Mary Sues and Gary Sues make me cringe.
oo8. You can play a normal person. There have been plenty of normies who have affected the lives of werewolves.
oo9. PM your character's profile to me--title it "Waning Moon--[your character's name]" To show that you read the rules. :]
o10. Godmoding is a serious offense. No auto-hitting, auto-dodging, auto-killing, or any of that stuff. If it is happening, I will tell the victim of the godmoder to ignore the actions. Talk to me in PM before you seriously consider character death.
o11. Metagaming is also a serious offense. It is combining player knowledge with character knowledge. Just because you know that werewolves can survive most attacks, does not mean your character does.
o12. Romance, fighting, hate, all the stuff that makes for good roleplay is encouraged. But no hardcore cybering or ERP.
o13. Pictures! I would prefer it if you provided a picture of your character in human form. I am picky about pictures though. I have noticed the same pictures being used by many different people. Please, avoid those pictures. I will tell you if I have seen it before. Also, if you use an Anime picture, that will make you Asian. Other than that, you can use any sort of picture you find.
o14. I will not require "Pretty Posts." Though, I will ask that you make the post for your character different from the rest, so I may look at the post without looking at who posted it and know which character it is. Be wary though: make the pictures in your post a reasonable size. Page-stretching is a crime here, people!
o15. Please, please, please: read the posts of my characters. They, for the most part, are NPCs, and will introduce much of the world and story. I use different characters because... well, that's my style.
o16. So there isn't any confusion, if you don't state what form your character is in or make it easily assumable (and I mean easily), I and the other players are going to assume you're in human form.
o17. I reserve the right to deny anyone access to this roleplay.
o18. I also reserve the right to change the rules as I see fit, at any time. _____________________________
PM all profiles to me with correct title.
Should be easy as pie if you read all the rules.
Once your profile has been accepted, you can start posting. [size=9][b]Owner:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b] (First and Last please)
[b]Species:[/b] (Human or Werewolf)
[b]Gender:[/b]
[b]Age:[/b] (Please try to be older than 15)
[b]Height / Weight:[/b] (Inches / Pounds)
[b]Hair:[/b] (Color, length, style, etc.)
[b]Eye Color:[/b] (Realistic)
[b]Body Type / Color:[/b] (Slender, Athletic, Body-Builder, More To Love, A Lot More To Love)
[b]Misc:[/b] (Any other anomalies we should know about your character's physical appearance, e.g. tattoos, scars, piercings)
[b]Sexuality:[/b]
[b]Family:[/b] (Only significant, living family members; if your character lives with her Aunt and Uncle because her parents are dead, do not include her mother and father)
[b]Former Residence:[/b] (Where you lived before you left to join the pack)
[b]Personality:[/b] (Try to give us an idea of how your character usually behaves)
[b]History:[/b] (Try to include at least 6 sentences. Include things such as birth place, family, friends, major events, etc.)
[b]Languages:[/b] (Please be realistic. And just so we're clear: English is a freebie.)
[b]Strengths / Powers:[/b] (Tracking, visions, mind-reading, speed, physical strength, beauty, size, anything that separates you from the rest. These abilities can be applied to the human form. No magic or flying. Limit 5 Powers or Strengths. They must relate somehow or have a good reason for not relating. The more Powers/Strengths you have, the weaker they are.)
[b]Flaws:[/b] (For 2 Powers/Strengths, one flaw, with at least one flaw. If you have 4 or more Powers/Strengths, you may opt for a major flaw. Talk to me about it.)
[b]Personal Effects:[/b] (Only things you brought with you.)
[b]Picture[/b]: (If you have a picture ignore "Hair," "Eye Color," "Body Type / Color")
[b]Werewolf Form:[/b] (A picture or decent description: size, which should be in correlation to your human size, fur color [lay off white please, unless you have white hair], etc. You're a monster. Not some purple fluffy flufferkins with wings.)[/size]
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Bavarian Creme Vice Captain
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 12:17 pm
The band of werewolves and its temporary leader, Tanya, has brought you many, many miles to their home in the middle of seemingly nowhere. As you enter the territory, you are told the name of the leader: Ludwig, but not much more than that. The pack has taken residence at its leader's residence, which is in a rural area in Germany. The outside world is aware of the location, yet thinks nothing of it. You are safe here, for now.
It is Heiligtum Castle--a large and regal monument which has belonged to German aristocracy for generations. The residence sits on 125,000 acres of land, home to natural game (deer, wolves, rabbits, and bears being the most common). There are many things to explore on this land: caves, rivers, forests, maybe even ancient ruins. The castle is dated being almost 400 years old; though it has power and running water, its technology is very limited. The castle contains over 200 rooms and while many of the rooms are open and fashioned, there are still many which have been sealed shut for some reason or another. The main dining hall. A parlour. Entrance to the kitchen. Part of the kitchen. The main stair.
Bedrooms: 1, 2, 3 Corridor. The library. Indoor pool. The smoking room. The billiard. The tea room.
**The exterior (and only the exterior) of the castle is Neuschwanstein Castle. Use any pictures for references.**
There is the small village of Heiligtum, home to about 80 people, at the foot of the rise, a mere half a mile from the gates of the castle. It is home to other werewolves or humans somehow related to werewolves. The village is fairly self-sustaining and is able to produce its own food and water and cloth for basic fabrics. The people of the village are hard workers, able to make or find most of their basic necessities, but still rely on their landlord, the owner of the castle and the grounds. The humans go into the closest town (a four hour drive away) once or twice a month for other needs: clothing, medical supplies, mechanical parts, toys for children, certain foods they are unable to provide for themselves, etc. There are common lands used to grow vegetables common to the area: sugar beets, potatoes, barley, and wheat. The animals raised are chickens, ducks, and geese (for eggs and meat), cows (for dairy and beef), goats (for dairy only) and pigs. There is a small distillery that supplies alcohol to the village and castle. While half of the village works the land, the other half works in the castle. In times of danger, the people of the village take hold in the castle.
Note:: Feel free to submit your own pictures and ideas for rooms in the castle or any of the surrounding areas.
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 12:33 pm
Name: Tanya Malikov
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 32
Height / Weight: 68 inches / 140 pounds
Misc: None.
Sexuality: Straight
Personality: Motherly; she desires children of her own. She is a strong woman, but has wholly dedicated herself to Ludwig and mission.
History: Tanya had a normal life as a single woman working in a high-end department store, until she met the love of her life. For the past three years, Tanya has been the faithful and constant lover of Ludwig. They met while he was on business in St. Petersburg, where Tanya used to live. They dated for a year until Ludwig revealed to her what he was. It did not matter: Tanya was head over heels in love and she soon made the decision to live with him. The rest is history. Since the Hunt had begun, her faith has been tested as she watched her love’s world fall apart. Ludwig did not hesitate to lay out his task for her, knowing she would perform her job without question.
Languages: Russian, German, English.
Picture: What do you want?**NPC**
Name: Darren Copeland
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Male
Age: 30
Height / Weight: 70 inches / 210 pounds
Misc:
Sexuality: Straight.
Former Residence: Santa Barbara, California
Personality: Unaccepting, stubborn in his ways. Will often play the Devil’s Advocate.
History: No one is really sure how Darren managed to get so close to Ludwig. No one is really sure how they found each other. It’s one of the stories they never tell. They used to be good friends, but since the cat got out of the bag, there has been a growing rift between them. Ludwig seeks a way that harms as little people as possible—humans and werewolves are equals. Darren believes werewolves are superior and could put humans in their place. Nevertheless, he is still Ludwig’s right-hand man.
Strengths/Powers: A strong, supernatural tolerance to pain. He can also “smell” weakness on a person.
Flaws: He tends to be overly cruel.
Languages: English
Picture:
Werewolf Form: Slightly larger than normal, with black fur. There is something offsetting about his gaze.___________________________________________________________Owner: hoofandsnort
Name: Aspen Cordalia
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Female
Age: 20
Height / Weight: 76 Inches / 150 Pounds
Hair: Brown, orangy undertone.
Eye Color: Bright green
Body Type / Color: Not too heavy, not too skinny, long-legged.
Misc: pierced ears, right side has a barbell.
Sexuality: straight.
Family: Mother and Father.
Former Residence: Hanover, New Hampshire.
Personality: Aspen is a lover of adventure. Reckless and impatient at her worse. A strong leader and quick thinker at her best. She does enjoy the company of others, except those who are too "safe" of individuals. Her sense of honor is held very highly, and she is quite the intellect as well. She loves citrus fruit.
History: Aspen was born into a moderately wealthy family in Hanover, never a child who knew any great want. Her parents were kind enough, though a little detached. And it is this manner of life that drove her to become a daredevil. She began sneaking out of the house at night to swim in the nearby river, or sneak into Boston and ride the trains until first light. She discovered her wolf blood on one of her late-night adventures, almost drowning in a river current. She enjoys morphing and giving in to base instincts, maybe a bit too much. She had many friends, but few good ones-people came in and out of her life without much incidence. When she was 18, her parents gave her a silver heart necklace. She has never taken it off. She was close to the top of her class, and began college at Dartmouth when suddenly the world changed. Aspen still retains access to her overseas bank accounts-2 of which hold close to a million dollars.
Languages: English, some German (classical training as a child)
Strengths / Powers: Primary-Speed-Aspen’s speed is directly linked to her impatience. She gets there faster than the rest because she wouldn’t be able to stand it if she couldn’t. Her long legs make her stride extremely long, and her lung capacity is larger than most wolves’. Secondary-Tracing-Aspen is able to read trace memories from objects and even landscapes (with much meditation). The memories are difficult to see clearly, and may be worse depending on the state of the object-well taken care of, well loved, touched often=easier to read, and vice versa.
Flaws: Impatience. Aspen’s impatience dictates every conflict she is involved in. She cannot stand indecision and this causes problems when she must work in a pack when she lashes out at those whose help she needs. Her impatience translates in her wolf forms as less ability to control her emotions-this can propel her into trancelike states where she is a great danger to herself and others, striking everything in sight, or fleeing and passing out miles away.
Personal Effects: A black canvas messenger bag. Inside is a sketchbook, pencils, a pair of binoculars, and a copy of 1984. She wears a small silver heart necklace around her neck at all times. It has the inscription “Animus” in script on the back.
Picture:
Werewolf Form: ___________________________________________________________ Owner: His_teddy_bear_rp
Name: Amaya Wolfe
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Female
Age: 19
Height / Weight: 71 inches, 160 pounds
Hair: Waist-length, warm golden brown
Eye Color: Ice blue
Body Type / Color: Athletic, white
Misc: She always wears a thin chain around her neck. No one knows why it's there.
Sexuality: Straight
Family: None, her family was killed.
Former Residence: A small town in Northern Colorado
Personality: Amaya has a fiery temper and often speaks before she thinks. Once she knows you, she is friendly and funny.
History: Born and raised in a small town in Vermont, Amaya was the pride and joy of her mother, but her father hated her. He was the one who caused her to be attacked and bitten by a crazed werewolf, hoping that it would kill her. Instead it resulted in her changing into a wolf herself. In a desperate attempt to save her, Amaya's mother locked her in a concrete cell until she gained control of the wolf. Once her mother let her out, Amaya set out to live her life as normally as possible until the night her town was burned to the ground. She fled to Colorado, but when people began to ask questions, she ran yet again.
Languages: Only English
Strengths / Powers: Tracking, mind reading
Flaws: Weakness to telepathic attacks
Personal Effects: Fur lined hooded cloak, elk hide backpack, white gold chain
Picture: None for human form
Werewolf Form: ___________________________________________________________ Owner: klaner
Name: Patrick McCready.
Species: Werewolf.
Gender: Male.
Age: 19.
Height / Weight: 72 inches / 220 lbs.
Hair: Dark brown, shaved head.
Eye Color: Brown.
Body Type / Color: Athletic, white with a slight tan.
Misc: Scarring on knuckles. A scar that goes from the side of his nose to underneath the far corner of his right eye.
Sexuality: Straight.
Family: None.
Former Residence: Boston, MA.
Personality: Overly aggressive. White supremacist. Tends to end up in bad situations. He doesn’t mind being around other white people, but he rarely interacts with people individually.
History: He was born in Dorchester—one of the worst areas in Boston. His parents gave him up as an infant when he was still in the hospital and he has been in the system since before he could remember. He was tossed around foster homes all his life, but always managed to stay around Dorchester. The only person he truly considers family is his best friend and former foster brother, Dylan Meyer. The two were attached at the hip the moment they met. When the two got into high school, Dylan introduced Patrick to a new group of friends: white supremacists. He became enthralled with all the ideas they put in his head. One night in the summer of 2010, Dylan and Patrick were jumped by a group of men as they were walking home. Dylan ended up being killed and Patrick spent a few days in the hospital. He felt a new rage grow inside of him and he knew exactly who to take it out on. He hunted down the men who murdered his only family and tried to kill them. He was losing the fight before it even started. But the smell of blood, whose ever it was, triggered a reaction within him and he killed everyone around him. He remembers everything that followed after his first change. Now, as something he once hated, he is on the run, trying only to survive.
Languages: English
Strengths / Powers: Physical strength, size.
Flaws: Short fuse, easily angered. Intolerance.
Personal Effects: A gold cross necklace that once belonged to Dylan is around his neck. A backpack with one change of clothes.
Picture: x
Werewolf Form: x___________________________________________________________ Owner: sad Smartcat
Name: Kiza Kasumi
Species: Werewolf
Gender: female
Age: 19
Height / Weight: 61 inches tall and 135 pounds
Hair: Black
Eye Color: Blue
Body Type / Color: Slender but Athletic
Misc: She has scars on her upper arms form when she was attacked as a human. But she always wears long sleaves to hide them.
Sexuality: Straight
Family: All family are dead.
Former Residence: A small family farm outside Kelowna in Canada
Personality: Kiza is her own wolf, not relying on a pack and doesn't answer to any alpha. Though she doesn't mind the company of others she prefers to be on her own. She can have a short temper and a quick tounge. She is smart and enjoys hunting and can be absolutely ruthless in a fight.
History: Kiza can't remember much from before her attack. She can't remember where she was born or how old she is. She remembers the attack though. 8 years ago a small farm house fell prey to an insane werewolf. He killed the horses and the cows and even tore apart the chooks. Kiza’s family were next. She woke the next morning screaming as she lay in her dead mother’s bloody arms. She screamed when she realized she was lying in the blood of her father, mother, and two sisters. She had ran from the house into the nearby fields before she realized her own arms had been mutilated.
On the next full moon she realized that she too was now a monster.
Kiza spends most of her time hunting for their murderer.
Languages: English, and a little french she learnt at school before she was turned.
Strengths / Powers: Kiza has excellent hearing, but even before she had turned she had always had good hearing. She is also quicker and more agile then the average wolf, but she believes she owes that to her to her mother who made her attend dance lessons when she was young.
Flaws: Though she is quick and fast, she is small and slight and she lacks physical strength. She has learnt that if she wants to win a fight against another wolf she has to fight very dirty.
Personal Effects: The clothes she wears is all she needs.
Picture:
Werewolf Form:
___________________________________________________________ Owner: Wonder in Artland
Name: Alice Sheridan
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Gender
Age: 20
Height / Weight: 65 inches / 130 pounds
Hair: Cut short and dyed orange (originally dirty blonde)
Eye Color: Blue
Body Type / Color: Slender (she lost weight due to all her squatting and seeks to get back to her normal size) / Pale
Misc: She has freckles on her cheeks and nose, but she covers them up with massive amounts of make-up.
Sexuality: Straight
Family: Mother and father who were captured by the government and placed in a camp for being accused.
Former Residence: All over the place, she'll tell you. But she was born and raised in Liverpool, England.
Personality: Danger-seeking, making her end up in icky situations most of the time. Carefree.
History: Since her parents were captured, she has been on the move. She had been living as a squatter: living in other people’s homes while they are away. She always picked out the nicest of homes: they were sure to be filled with the nicest of things. Her first home did not go so well: she did not think to disable the alarms or security system. After this fiasco, Alice became fascinated with technology and how easily it could be manipulated. She does what she wants and takes what she likes. Because of this she has few permanent friends. Every few months, she finds a new group of people to call her “best friends.”
Languages: English. She had tried to learn different languages, but nothing ever stuck.
Strengths / Powers: Evasion: she is blessed with the gift of a silver tongue, a quick wit and fast reflexes (mental and physical), making her able to easily get out of hazardous situations. She also has a memory-altering ability which she can use to make someone forget she was ever there.
Flaws: She is a fugitive, wanted for breaking and entering and theft. But of course, she’d rather keep that to herself.
Personal Effects: She has a knapsack filled with things she took from her unwelcomed stays in the homes of others. A camera, a laptop, some jewelry, a couple books, money, and items in which to steal someone’s identity. She also has a few spare changes of clothes which may or may not be hers.
Picture: The vagabond
Werewolf Form: She is a normal-looking werewolf. Her undercoat is a dark brown and the tips of the furs are a golden blonde.___________________________________________________________ Owner: AzraelTheFallen94
Name: Sion Barzhad
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Male
Age: 27 – 7 months werewolf
Height / Weight: 77.4 in. / 237lbs
Hair: Picture.
Eye Color: Picture.
Body Type / Color: Picture.
Misc: Has a two inch scar under his left eye.
Sexuality: Straight
Family: None.
Former Residence: New York City
Personality: Acts cold toward most people, and calculates every situation, taking in the details.
History: Sion was born and raised in York, England. His parents were killed when he was seven and he was taken in by his uncle. They went on a pilgrimage around Europe and Asia. When he was 24 he traveled to the States to find his parents killers. He’s been traveling the states for the past few years, until he settled down in New York City temporarily. He was walking home from work one night when he looked up at the full moon. He’d looked at it every month but there was something different this night. He felt strange, like there was something wrong with the moon. It seemed to have a slightly red tint. He didn’t think much of it at the time, but then when he got back home all his bones hurt. They felt like they were all shattered. He went to lie down, then as he was trying to fall asleep he felt like his body had been lit on fire. He writhed for twenty minutes each second hurting worst. He finally past out from the pain, and when he woke up he was a wolf. He stayed locked in his house for the next two and a half weeks then he eventually turned back. He tried to ignore it thinking it was a dream, until one time he thought about it and he transformed again. At this time he was outside so he quickly went into an alley and hid there until dark. He left the city then and starting trying to control the transformations. After he had decent control he returned and continued his life, finding a new job, until one day he saw the news about the “wolfman”. He ran then as far as he could with no intention of turning back. He was going to find a pack that would let him join.
Languages: English, and very limited Latin
Strengths / Powers: Mind-reading, speed, and is a good tracker (tracking is a self earned ability learned through tracking his parents killers)
Flaws: Has a paralyzing fear of heights, is shy and doesn't like to talk to people. Has very poor social skills even when he does try to converse with others.
Personal Effects: the sword from the one picture and a messanger bag full of throwing knives/needles
Picture:  
Werewolf Form: 
___________________________________________________________ Owner: PoppyNorth324
Name: Lana Belova
Species: Werewolf
Gender: Female
Age: 21
Height / Weight: 5'7"/ 124 lbs
Hair: Red, falling just past the shoulders when let down. Undertone streaks of darker red.
Eye Color: Grey
Body Type / Color: Pale, slender, yet muscular.
Misc: She has a piercing on her belly button.
Sexuality: Bisexual
Family: Yulia Belova, Mother.
Former Residence: Moscow, Russia
Personality: Lana is quiet, and usually keeps to herself. She does, however, have an underlying temper, and will lash out if mocked or spoken down to. Once she meets someone, she rarely says anything, but as she grows more comfortable around them, she begins to speak up more often. She is really a chatterbox when you get to know her well.
History: Lana was born and raised in Moscow, and Russian is her first language, though she speaks English well, too, as her mother's father was from America and taught her to speak it. She never met her father, as he walked out on her mother when he realized she was pregnant. Lana had an average childhood, but she was constantly having her self-esteem tested by her peers. She managed average grades, and kept a close circle of friends whom she could act herself around. Of course, all of that changed when Lana was nineteen. As her birthday approached, the change happened, and she became a monster- literally. Lana abandoned her mother and her friends, almost disappearing off the face of the Earth all together. She came across the "pack" and decided she'd have a better chance at surviving with them.
Languages: Russian, English
Strengths / Powers: Photographic memory: Lana is able to remember things very clearly most of the time. Sometimes not all the details register. She had always been able to do this. Singing: Her voice is sweet and soft, and she is almost like a siren when she does. This is related to her singing lessons before she was turned, which her mother allowed her to go to due to her grades.
Flaws: She has trouble admitting when she's wrong, and she lies through her teeth when under pressure.
Personal Effects: A picture of her mother and her song book.
Picture: Here
Werewolf Form: Here___________________________________________________________
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Posted: Tue Nov 23, 2010 1:03 pm
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Posted: Sun Nov 28, 2010 7:44 pm
The cold air filled his nostrils in sharp, quiet inhales and as he slowly exhaled, small white puffs appeared before his muzzle. The moonless night masked his large, black form amongst the tree trunks. He was waiting for the new members to appear in the woods beside the path that lead to the gates of his Heiligtum. They were being lead by his most faithful: his Tanya. He had sent her out months before to find as many as she could.
He had remained still for at least an hour, being careful to break nothing underfoot: no noises; he had to be in control, he had to see them before they could see him. It was his instinct to be dominant and assert that dominance.
As he pondered his position, he began to hear voices. Fear was in those voices, masked at different levels. Before long, he could smell them, all of them: all of their individual scents filled senses as his mind hurried to separate them all. Tanya did well... he thought to himself as he turned his dark lips upward in what would seem a grin.
But the new ones would have to wait. He smelled it, that most hated scent: silver. It is not near the new ones, thank god. He quickly took off into the forest in direction of the smell to snuff out whoever dared to bring it near.
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Posted: Tue Nov 30, 2010 8:22 pm
Amaya walked with the others, her golden head moving back and forth as she scanned her surroundings. Where am I? she wondered as they silently made their way through the forest. Are we truly safe here?" She shook the thought off as they got deeper and deeper among the trees.
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Posted: Wed Dec 01, 2010 8:54 pm
THIS CHARACTER IS AN NPC.[xxx M i s sxx T a n y axxx]
" I've watched your world crash and burn . . . "
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She didn't bother to answer their questions of where they were heading anymore. She had told them numerous times in a Russian accent: "Ve are going to a safe place." But it did nothing for them. No point in trying to comfort them if they don't want to be comforted.
It's not that Tanya was cold-hearted. She was exactly the opposite: she viewed the new ones as children--for that is what many of them were: children. She tried her best to be a mother figure to those that would accept it, but the journey had been long and tiring and was taking its toll on everyone. She was anxious to get home to her Ludwig.
It had been too long. Nearly five months she had been away from her home, but it was for a honorable cause: Ludwig had sent her to find as many werewolves to save as possible, but only if she felt they could be saved. She had traveled nearly all over the world, even to the forgotten land of Australia, to gather all whom she could. Along the way, she found humans who rallied her cause who were hunted just as savagely as werewolves. Ludwig would not protest her bringing them along; if he did, she had her ways of convincing him otherwise.
The group had just arrived in Germany on boat from the United Kingdom two days before and had arrived near Heiligtum on train a few hours ago. Thankfully, they were among friends the entire way. Several of the new ones had had trouble with their shifting. They had been switching back and forth between forms the entire trip. If the people on the boat and train had not been supporters of her cause, they would have never made it home alive.
She was sure that not all of them trusted her fully yet; they would be fools if they did. A human promising sanctuary for young werewolves? Impossible... Not in today's world. But hopefully she had gained a little bit of their trust along the way.
The chilly air nipped at her nose, turning it an unflattering reddish-pink. Snow had not yet fallen on the grounds, but it was soon to come. Tanya pictured cuddling up against her lover next to the cozy fireplace in their room to keep her mind off the cold.
In the distance a bit, she spotted the lamps outside the cottages in Heiligtum Village, lit by the faithful villagers. She felt her heart float as she wondered how many nights they had kept the lamps lit this late in expectation of her return. "Ve are almost zere. See ze lights? Just a bit further," she said as she pointed ahead. Tanya looked at her watch: it was nearly two in the morning, the villagers would be in their beds. "I zink everyone iz sleeping. Tomorrow. You vill meet zem," she uttered to no one in particular.
Despite the lamps, it was too dark for the new ones to fully take in the castle and the village and all the other wonders, so Tanya decided not to play tour guide tonight and kept walking up the main road to the castle gates. Besides, she was sure few had not had a good night's sleep in a long time. Maybe they will be able to relax tonight... or maybe not.
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Bavarian Creme Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 4:11 am
Kiza Kasumi looked around at the village as she followed the others, staying at the back. She had no wish to draw anyone's attention, despite the fact the Russian woman had told they would be safe numerous times. Kiza told herself she had only come for the promise of safety.
When she had learnt of what she was, Kiza had taken to the woods in what she considered her 'monster form' ((her normal wolf form)). She new she didn't look like a normal wolf. Normal wolves don't have bright blue eyes that shine even at night. So she had stayed hidden for countless years, hunting and eating the wildlife and dodging other wolf packs and hunters. When she had finally gotten curious about the human world again she learnt they knew of the monsters that had killed her family and turned her. She thought they might help her. But she was wrong. She was being hunted when the russian woman had found her. She was greatful to be taken away from the hunters, but she still missed the woods she had called home. These woods that they had walked through, though they were nice, they were strange to her.
Kiza was glad it was late and the normal people were still alseep. She wasn't keen on hearing that they were to meet so them soon though. I wander how many there are, and if they all know they're hiding dangerous monster's in their backyard. She thought with a grim smile.
She looked around at the other 'monsters' and wandered if they shared her fearful thoughts.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 12:17 pm
Amaya looked around the village, choosing to remain in her wolf form. She had more control over her shifting than most of the other 'children', as their leader kept calling them. Her ice blue eyes glittered from the dim light the lamp was casting off as she glanced at it, then away. Her pace picked up into a smooth, effortless trot as she realized her inspection had made the pack of wolves move ahead. She stopped next to Kiza, sensing her unruly feelings. "Hello." she said, slowing to a walk at the other she-wolf's side.
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 5:29 pm
((Since the wolves can't 'speak' I'll asume you made a woof noise.))
Kiza jumped, fear in her eyes. She looked down at the wolf who spoke. She understood the wolf's noise as if she could understand a human speaking. She had never spoken to a wolf before, and was surprised that the noise made sense to her. "hello." she said cautiously back but curious to see if she could understand the wolf's body language as well as 'noise.'
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 6:01 pm
(( Ok! To clear things up and make things easier: while in wolf form and speaking to another werewolf in wolf form, you can speak in quotations. Saying "Hello" instead of saying "She positioned her body in a welcoming way and offered a noise as a greeting." But any person that isn't a wolf doesn't know what you're saying. I'll change it up at the top right now under the form descriptions. ))
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Bavarian Creme Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 6:02 pm
((Kiza is in her human form, but she'd recognise part of the wolf language wouldn't she?))
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 6:05 pm
(( You could read her like a human reads an animal. You'd know the basics: aggression, pain, fear, sadness, happiness... but nothing complicated. ))
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Bavarian Creme Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Dec 02, 2010 6:13 pm
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