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Elena Tresemme Vice Captain
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 Posted: Thu Nov 25, 2010 10:02 pm
 
Name:
Isabella “Bella” Alvaro
Age:
I would be Twenty-One
Gender:
Are you blind?! I’m Female!!
Race:
Ugh, I hate questions! I am what you call a Werewolf!
Sexuality:
You people are so nosey and perverted! I’m a heterosexual!
Collars:
You mean these stupid things around my neck? Well let me see. There is a:
Crimson
Black
Dark Blue
Purple
Pink
What all the colors mean, I have no freakin’ clue but I think the Crimson one means I’m dangerous.
Charms:
These stupid little things were getting on my nerves! So I started complaining until the stupid people took my collar and engraved my charms into the collar. What I have is:
Sword
Shield
Moon
Microphone
Black X
▬
And this thing called the “Dampner”. It wasn’t until recently I figured out what it done. After they threw me back in this God Forsaken place, I tried to shift into my wolf form and found myself writhing on the floor in pain. It seems that every time I try to shift in order to do harm, I end up harming myself but if I stay calm and mean no harm towards anyone, I can shift and rest peacefully in my wolf form. It seems like the people who own this place know what they are doing. It is like this one charm and read my intentions and stop me from doing anything bad like: killing people and trying to escape. What a pain in the a**….
Floor:
The dirty and dangerous Fourth Floor
Biography:
Are you going to play the Question Game all damn day?! I know that I'm stuck here but I'm sure that I can find some thing else to do instead of being pestered with all these stupid questions! I might as well go ahead and tell you about me since you're not going to leave until I do so. You better listen up because I'm only going to tell you once and I have no intentions of repeating myself! I was born in a small town up in Germany to a man and woman named Atticus and Lucia Alvaro. My father was a simple carpetner and a sailor and my mother stayed at home with me. My mother was a very kind and sweet woman, and my father was strong and had a wonderful sense of humor. We were a poor family but back then, money didn't matter to us as long as we had each other. When I was five, my mother wanted to take me on a picnic in the sweet smelling fields of Germany. While we were walking, we were attacked by a group of thugs and my mother died trying to protect me. All I can remember is waking up in my mother's arms and a couple of hikers found us. That was one of the most horrific things that could happen to me, but my father was completely stricken with grief to hear that his beloved died.
My father was happy to have me unharmed and in excellent health, so we started to live happily for my mother's sake. We both knew that she wouldn't want us to mourn over her forever and so we lived together quite happily. I can remember watching my father make wonderful and beautiful things with his hands, and I would often sit there to sketch him or sing him the lullaby my mother made for me. I even got to go sailing a couple of times with him, but when I started to mature and develop, Papa decided that it would be best if I stayed home. He made his decision after one of the crew grabbed my a** and after he heard what the others were saying about me. Let me just say that the man wasn't too pleased about it. So while I stayed at home, I did all the housework and waited patiently for Papa to come back home to me. We lived like that until I turned sixteen. My father set out on another trip and was supposed to come home later in the week. I waited for what seemed like months for my father, only to find out that his ship was crushed by a wave.
With no reason to stay at home, I packed up some things I considered precious to me, and decided to travel the world. On my travels, I might a man named Luca and he took me in. I guess you can say that he became my adoptive father but I was glad that I had some one that cared for me and my well-being. I felt loved and was glad that I ran into Luca. The thing about Luca was that he would always leave on trips and would be gone for a long period of time. After getting tired of his disappearance, I finally confronted him and asked why he was always gone. What I learned was quite shocking. Luca was a Mercenary and thus started my career of being a Merc. Me and Luca made an awesome team and we quickly became wealthy because of our talent. With my ability to shift into a wolf, I often tricked people into thinking I was a hurt dog and then Luca would come in with the killing blow. There were times that I had to seduce and manipulate my targets but they never got past first base. It wasn't until that I was eight-teen that I lost Luca. We were captured and Luca was killed before my eyes. My captors decided that I was too pretty to kill so they sold me off into slavery and it was there that I met my first master.
The man was handsome and charming but there was a darker and perverted side to him that angered me greatly. I always avoided his constant attempts to have sex with me, and it wasn't until I reached the age of Twenty-One that he made his last attempt. You see, the man came at me and chained me to the wall and started ripping my clothing off. Unfortunately, the man didn't know my ability to shift and when I changed, I slipped out of my shackles and ripped the man's throat out with my fangs. It was his father that found me drenched in his blood and he quickly took me to a shop, informing the owners what I was able and capable of doing. I was practically dragged unto the Fourth Floor and threw into another cage, and when I tried to shift to rip the guards' throats out I found myself writhing in pain on the floor. So now I'm stuck in this hell hole with no idea how I'm going to get out. My life truly sucks at the moment.
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Posted: Sun Sep 07, 2014 7:01 pm
❝ Do not go where the path may lead, go instead where there is no path and leave a trail. ❞ I am Isabella Dahli Alvaro
But I will let you call me Bella
I'm not that old, I am Twenty-One
Are you blind? I'm obviously Wolf Demon
Here's an easy one, I'm Heterosexual
You really want to know that? Fine, I was born October 31st X X ❝ M o v i n gXXXo n. ❞ Do the measurements, I'm 5'5"
I don't look it, I know, but I'm 116 lbs
I suppose I have to say every last detail, my hair is a short layered midnight black
Look closer, my eyes are A stormy grey color
Of course you can't see them, I hide them. I have a scar on my left shoulder from a bullet wound X X❝ C a l l Xm e Xs e l f i s h ,XIXd o n ' tXc a r e. ❞
They gave me a Chain
And colored it Red, Black, and Dark Blue
And from it they hung Halo, Shield, Sword, Music Note, Crescent Moon X X❝ I fXy o uXm u s tXk n o wXm o r e. ❞ I come across as cold and a bit of a b***h. I don't like to trust other people seeing as everyone that I have trusted ends up being taken away from me. However, if I do consider you to my friend or ally, I will be loyal to you until the end. I don't like to take no for an answer and unfortunately... I cannot back down from any challenge. I absolutely hate to lose. When I do set my mind on something, I give it my all and will not stop until I finish my task. Before you start assuming things, I am not always like this. If I am completely comfortable with you and trust you, I can be a very nice person who smiles and laughs. I do like to have fun and I enjoy the peace and quiet. However, seeing as I don't know any of you people, prepare for a fight.
Quit invading my life, It went Are you going to play the Question Game all damn day?! I know that I'm stuck here but I'm sure that I can find some thing else to do instead of being pestered with all these stupid questions! I might as well go ahead and tell you about me since you're not going to leave until I do so. You better listen up because I'm only going to tell you once and I have no intentions of repeating myself! I was born in a small town up in Germany to a man and woman named Atticus and Lucia Alvaro. My father was a simple carpenter and a sailor and my mother stayed at home with me. My mother was a very kind and sweet woman, and my father was strong and had a wonderful sense of humor. We were a poor family but back then, money didn't matter to us as long as we had each other. When I was five, my mother wanted to take me on a picnic in the sweet smelling fields of Germany. While we were walking, we were attacked by a group of thugs and my mother died trying to protect me. All I can remember is waking up in my mother's arms and a couple of hikers found us. That was one of the most horrific things that could happen to me, but my father was completely stricken with grief to hear that his beloved died.
My father was happy to have me unharmed and in excellent health, so we started to live happily for my mother's sake. We both knew that she wouldn't want us to mourn over her forever and so we lived together quite happily. I can remember watching my father make wonderful and beautiful things with his hands, and I would often sit there to sketch him or sing him the lullaby my mother made for me. I even got to go sailing a couple of times with him, but when I started to mature and develop, Papa decided that it would be best if I stayed home. He made his decision after one of the crew grabbed my a** and after he heard what the others were saying about me. Let me just say that the man wasn't too pleased about it. So while I stayed at home, I did all the housework and waited patiently for Papa to come back home to me. We lived like that until I turned sixteen. My father set out on another trip and was supposed to come home later in the week. I waited for what seemed like months for my father, only to find out that his ship was crushed by a wave.
With no reason to stay at home, I packed up some things I considered precious to me, and decided to travel the world. On my travels, I might a man named Luca and he took me in. I guess you can say that he became my adoptive father but I was glad that I had some one that cared for me and my well-being. I felt loved and was glad that I ran into Luca. The thing about Luca was that he would always leave on trips and would be gone for a long period of time. After getting tired of his disappearance, I finally confronted him and asked why he was always gone. What I learned was quite shocking. Luca was a Mercenary and thus started my career of being a Merc. Me and Luca made an awesome team and we quickly became wealthy because of our talent. With my ability to shift into a wolf, I often tricked people into thinking I was a hurt dog and then Luca would come in with the killing blow. There were times that I had to seduce and manipulate my targets but they never got past first base. It wasn't until that I was eight-teen that I lost Luca. We were captured and Luca was killed before my eyes. My captors decided that I was too pretty to kill so they sold me off into slavery and it was there that I met my first master.
The man was handsome and charming but there was a darker and perverted side to him that angered me greatly. I always avoided his constant attempts to have sex with me, and it wasn't until I reached the age of Twenty-One that he made his last attempt. You see, the man came at me and chained me to the wall and started ripping my clothing off. Unfortunately, the man didn't know my ability to shift and when I changed, I slipped out of my shackles and ripped the man's throat out with my fangs. It was his father that found me drenched in his blood and he quickly took me to a shop, informing the owners what I was able and capable of doing. However that shop wasn't strong or secure enough to hold me. After a month of careful planning, I found a way to escape and I ran. The strangest thing happened to me... one night, under the full moon, I tripped and blacked out. When I woke up the next morning, I was shackled once more and chained to other people. As I fought and cried out, I soon started to notice things. The way people dressed and spoke.. It was old... Falling silent, I soon found myself led up on a stage and chained to the floor of that outside stage. I was on an auction block and that was when it finally hit me... I was far, far away from home, stuck in the past.
Quit bothering me, I'll say that I like:
ღ Music
ღ Books
ღ Drinking
ღ Running
ღ Warm Spring Nights
I'll tell you that I don't like:
✘ Sailing
✘ Dying Alone
✘ Being Tamed
✘ Arrogant Men
✘ Grasshoppers X X❝ F i n a l l y ,XW e ' r eXn e a r i n gXt h eXe n d. ❞ A few last things so you don't ask any more questions, I can shift into a rather powerful but lovely wolf. My sense of smell is the same as any wolves and I have incredible hearing.
Yes, there is some side things, like there is a possibility that I cannot handle my alcohol... My collar is made out of a black, lightweight steel that grows whenever I shift. Another things is that I do not have charms but engravings instead. I threw a big fit until they did so. The jingling noises were driving me crazy.
The person that works my mind is not me, but Elena Tresemme
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Elena Tresemme Vice Captain
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