Humans and Hunters

[Dawning Winter]

Hunters / Humans

 

[Dawning Winter]

Username: MikuHinata1
Character Name: Sora Tsukinami
Race: Human (can accept either vampire or lycan once bitten)
Gender: Female
Age: 17
Abilities: Master Swordsmen and fend off any supernatural
Strengths: Speed and Swift, and Intelligent
Weaknesses: Physical Strength, and unable to tell the difference between human, vampires, and lycan.
Likes:Living in normal life, Fashion, Reading Fictions, Photography, Sweets, Gothic Lolita, Cooking, Cosplay, and Cute Things
Dislikes: Gets herself involved with war, ignorant people, and rudeness.
Personality: It's clearly she is intelligent, kind, brave, and humble young woman. Although she is a little naive about the difference between human and supernatural, but she has some wits to fend them off with the weakness she learned. Another naive nature is when any men flirts with her, but she took no notice of it.
Your Story: Sora was born in HIroshima, Japan, and next lineage as hunters, her both parents were japanese as they taught her to fight with katana. At age of 10, they revealed their daughter about both vampires and lycans existence. After all of the discovery, Sora was sent to first kill before they will take her to hunter associate, but she, who was jealous about other girls living a normal life, choose to investigate over killing before she was horrified to learn about the war. She came home and gotten into a fight with her parents that why can they let her live like a normal girl, instead of all of ridiculous things, but they called hunter normal for them, it's a last straw for her as she choose to ran away from home and cut her sever ties with hunters.
Few days after her running away, Sora met a kind mid-aged woman working at antique shop and kindly took her in. However, she learned the woman was once hunter, but she quit because she pity on former human. Sora only revealed that she ran away because she's afraid and wish for normal life, the woman understands and let her live with her, and she will accept her if she ever get bitten by either vampire or lycan. Over the years, she worked part time in antique and gotten her wish to be normal, pretty much attractive to men from her high school.
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[Dawning Winter]

Username: Houndooms
Character Name: Rei Lavallé
Race: Human

Gender: Male (Neutral pronouns preferred but any are okay)

Age: 21

Abilities: These will vary and change, and be given more detail according to any racial changes. As a human, they are above average in relation to most humans.

Strengths: See above

Weaknesses: See above

Likes: Has an appreciation for music. Is interested in cultural architecture. Spends much time in the wilderness.

Dislikes: Religious fanatics, stagnant minds

Personality: Dull on the surface, stoic, but caring. Destructive or reckless when angered, but are typically emotionally stable.

Your Story: Born to a sickly mother, and a long gone demon father, Rei has lived as a drifter for much of their life. Spending their life on the streets, they have become quite good at running, fighting, and are overall physically fit due to their rough environment. Demonic genetics may have been a contributing factor. They now find themselves in a land of conflict between vampires, lycans, and even the very demons he can trace his lineage back to...

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[Dawning Winter]

Username: Vicar Amelia

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Full Name: Juniper
Nickname(s): June, Juniper Berry, Berry
Race: Human
Age: Presumably young, in her early 20s
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Profession: Avid writer, gardener, herbalist, healer


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Hair: Blonde, almost white that is kept neat and straight, it cascades down her back
Eyes: A light blue that appears more grey if anything
Skin: Pale with very little blemishes other than the pink that dusts her cheeks
Height: 4'7"
Blood Type: O+
Dominant Hand: Left
Medical Conditions: She has a case of immunodeficiency, making her very susceptible to illness

Description: A very petite girl, she is most comparable to a little doll with porcelain-esque features and flushed cheeks that bring life to her face. Juniper has long, flowing hair that is kept straight with bangs fringing her forehead and the sides of her face, it is uncommon to have it styled, but when she does it is usually gathered in a simple ponytail. Her attire only further pushes the idea of a walking doll; a button up overcoat with a puffed dress underneath, and of course to top it all off - a little sunhat on her head.

Abilities: Nothing of the supernatural sort, but she is capable of tending to wounds and sickness, very diligent with her note taking.

Quirks:
✯ Juniper laughs when she feels nervous or awkward
✯ Avoids making eye contact, she only does so when necessary
✯ Rubs at her cheek when she is thinking
✯ When she's in a good mood, Juniper will hum
✯ If she's flustered, she tries to hide her face or tugs her hat down


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Favorite Color: Purple
Favorite Drink(s): Hot chocolate
Favorite Flower: Daisy
Favorite Animal: Cats
Humor: Cheesy/Dad Humor

Prized Possessions: Her journal is her most prized possession, it contains all of her notes, all of her encounters. She is also very fond of her hat.

Personality: Juniper is polite, well-mannered, and all around a pleasant girl to be around... When she isn't a timid, bumbling mess. She does her best to display herself as someone confident, yet it is clear to see that she lacks enough self-esteem to convey the proper might. When interacting with others, her words tend to stray, or repeat in a horrid stutter as if she were unsure of herself or she is unable to think as quickly as she speaks. Despite it all she conceals a highly intelligent interior capable of deducing problems or heavy analyzation - once befriended, Juniper has been known to ramble passionately about things she finds striking.

Likes:
♥ Quiet; It clears the mind of unwanted thoughts
♥ The night sky; She enjoys looking at the stars
♥ Writing; She has a passion for note taking
♥ Herbalism; That, and healing - tending to others and plants mix well with her
♥ Observing; Believe it or not, people are very interesting from a distance

Dislikes:
✘ Arguments; She doesn't have it in her to yell
✘ Socializing; Sure she loves watching people but... No.
✘ Loud noises; It disrupts the quiet
✘ Violence; Juniper isn't one to fight, she knows very well she isn't capable of it
✘ Lies; Lying and being lied to only leads to distrust and broken friendships


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Astrological Sign: Virgo
Alignment: Neutral Good

Backstory: I picked one, then two, then three for me...

... Juniper berries, as far as the eye can see...

Juniper berries. Juniper berries. Juniper berries. Her mother loved to pick them when they grew during the springtime, but she would never eat them, only hoard them in a basket to watch as they withered away. She left them out for the foxes to eat, she knew the animals could benefit from her bountiful harvest of her beloved berries. It was why she named her daughter after the tree, Juniper - something so delicate, so graceful, she knew her child would become someone that could provide for others, just as the tree provided the wildlife with its berries... She was born inside their home, not a single doctor or midwife around, but the juniper tree outside the window remained ever watchful, and that was all her mother ever needed.

They stayed alone together, away from the hassle of life, from the impending doom beyond their little farmland. Both were none the wiser, and they seemed content staying that way. Every little thing she knew came from her mother, every little detail, every little fact, even their penmanship was nearly identical - it was the bond between a mother and child that kept them going, at least for a little while longer.

Juniper was content in knowing that she had no father, she didn't need one - they didn't need him. Maybe it was a good thing that he wasn't there to watch as her mother slowly wasted away on her bed...

I picked one, then two, then three for me...

... Juniper berries, as far as the eye can see...

The quiet mantra, the gentle hold of the dying woman's hand that lost its familiar warmth, the utter silence that surrounded their home away from life.

She never quite knew what happened when someone died, where their soul would go after leaving her all alone... All alone... Juniper was alone. The berries that were picked had long rotted away, only a single one remaining ripe. What could it provide for?

Juniper gathered what had remained of her belongings and set out into the world, to provide. But she knew not of its unwelcoming guests.

 

[Dawning Winter]

Username: _I_Am_The_Doctor_X_
Character Name: Jeremiah Harmon
Race: Human
Gender: Male
Age: 25
Abilities: None
Strengths: Swordsmanship
Weaknesses: Archery, magic
Likes: Fighting, getting new weaponry, thrills
Dislikes: Deception, monsters, demons
Personality: Jeremiah is fairly lighthearted, often with a jovial expression on his face. However, that expression turns sour whenever he might be forced to take up a bow, or when he hears of more humans being attacked. He much prefers his sword, and preventing the death or forced transformation of humans
Your Story: An only child, Jeremiah was trained in how to fight against monsters from an early age. Around the age of 15, a girl whom he was courting was attacked and turned by a werewolf. He found himself too weak to kill her after that, though she was eventually dispatched regardless. By whom, he still does not know. He spent the next 5 years training even harder so that he might not fail again. When he was 20, he had forged for himself a silver blade, hearing that it was more effective against both vampires and Lycans. It has been five years since he obtained that blade, and he has managed to keep it in fine condition.
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[Dawning Winter]

Username: princess syub
Character Name: Charlotte Crowe
Race: Human
Gender: Female
Age: 20

Abilities: None
Strengths: Archery, quick thinking, agility, sneaking
Weaknesses: Close combat, endurance, small build, inexperience in combat, cooperating with others

Likes: Gardening, poisons (for her arrows), sunlight, napping
Dislikes: Forced collaboration, thunderstorms, carefree fools

Personality: Charlotte is almost always calm, not giving away to too much emotion. Generally, she finds having to work with others to be too troubling, and is reluctant to do so unless her life is on the line. She progresses greatly when she works on her own, and is independent that she would brew her own poisons or deal with out-of-control fires on her own. She has a sharp tongue and is able to voice her own thoughts and opinions without having to resort to insults (most of the time). Despite her childlike appearance she has a responsible and mature aura, one that has been slowly incorporated into her personality ever since she was young.

Your Story: A war is brewing, and we must be prepared at all costs.

Charlotte, like many of the humans from her hometown, was born into a family of hunters, their roots tracing way back through history. They were renowned for their skill as ranged hunters, and so Charlotte herself was expected to be one as well. She was the eldest of the three siblings, so naturally all expectations fell upon her. Her childhood and teenage years were fairly normal, as she was given an opportunity to fully mature and explore her options before her training began. Despite that, she had already started studying on ranged weapons to fully immerse herself in the truth of the world, that it is anything but normal. In her second year of high school, her training had formally begun. She had quickly found her mark with the longbow, finding herself most comfortable when she handles it.

Three years of gruelling training passed by. On the day she graduated in high school, she was gifted with a longbow fitted for her. Since then, she has left her homeland, now stepping in the middle of a growing conflict...

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