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by Guepardo » Sat May 26, 2012 9:05 am
Username: Sun&Moon
Character name: Sam Eaton
Age: 17 years old.
Personality: Sam is quiet. In awkward situations, he doesn't know what to say and usually changes the subject as quick as he can. Sam tries to keep his werewolf mode under control. He's learned to contain his rage. Sam cares for most people, but others tend to tick him off. When someone does tick him off, he walks away as quickly as he can. Otherwise he could get himself into his wolf form.
Description(a picture is not necessary, but would be appreciated): Human Form:

Wolf Form:

Family: Mother and father abandoned him, so he never really knew there names. David - who is another shapeshifter - is taking care of him.
History: Sam was an orphan when his parents abandoned him. His parents were about the age of 18, and didn't have time for a child. So, he was put in an orphanage. Sam was wandering the forests one day after school, and was bitten as a child at the age of 7. He was raised by another shapeshifter after he ran away from his orphanage. Right now he still lives with that shapeshifter at the edge of the woods.
Powers(only Differents): He's a shapeshifter/ only a wolf
Different or human?: Different
Other: End. He has a dog named Tyrone:

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by jabberwock » Sat May 26, 2012 9:31 am
Kaala and Calix walked down the street. They were cloaked in heavy grey coats with the hoods up to hide their identity. Calix had a sword on his belt to protect them both. Kaala carried no weapon- she didn't like them. They were for the weak. When she had mentioned this to Calix he had laughed and replied "When someone is threatening you with a weapon you'll be thankful that I have one too."
`Twas brillig,
and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
"Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!"
He took his vorpal sword in hand:
Long time the manxome foe he sought --
So rested he by the Tumtum tree,
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
"And, has thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"
He chortled in his joy.
`Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe;
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
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by Guepardo » Sat May 26, 2012 9:33 am
Sam
Power: Shapeshifter/Only a wolf
Location: His house
Crush on: No one yet
I inched closer to Tyrone. "Come on, boy." I soothed, my voice quiet and soft. "Take the pill..." I was actually getting closer to him so I could grab him and shove it down his throat. It was the only way I knew I could get Tyrone to eat his worm pill. Since he had eaten something that he wasn't supposed to be; he got worms. Tyrone whimpered and coward down a little. I saw my chance. Quickly, I grabbed him and pried his mouth open. He wiggled out of my grip just as I was about to put the pill down his throat. The pitbull took off down the hall, his claws clacking on the hard-wood floor. I growled and got up.
With: Tyrone
Feeling: Annoyed
In: Human Form
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