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by Leviathan007 » Thu Jul 05, 2012 6:00 pm
|| Luke || ““One thing you can't hide - is when you're crippled inside.”” || Full name ||
Lucius Eugene Blake
|| Age ||
21
|| Gender ||
Male
|| Creature ||
Human
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|| Looks ||
Lucius has uncontrollable hair which sticks out in all directions,creating a (cute) yet messy sort of style. He has muscular build that is easily hidden beneath the fabric of his clothing. His eyes are hazel brown, with flecks of gold in the center, the irises shaped like almonds. Luke has pale(ish) skin, since he doesn't see the sun that often (prefers the dark). Overall, his physical makeup is still sort of awkward after puberty, and hasn't gotten used to the changes.
|| Scars/Tattoos ||
Luke has no tattoos, because he doesn't want something so permanent on his skin that he may regret later on. He also believes (part of his religion) that they create a portal for demons to enter your body, and even the thought makes him shiver.
Scars are another story, since Luke is so aggressively defensive, he frequently lands himself in fights (involving men bigger then him) and ultimately becomes the one with the most wounds. There is a scar trailing down his chest, from the neck to his belly button, which was the result of a machete. Luke also has one on his temple, that one being from a beating caused by his father as a child.
|| Most distinguishing feature ||
Luke really isn't that noticable, other then the scar grazing his temple, he has an odd posture, and his bright eyes light up with interest at the mentioning of astrology.
|| Clothing style ||
Nothing fancy, not like he can afford it, just t-shirts made of linen cloth and pants frabricated out of animal skins. Luke is also seen wearing boots of leather, and always keeps a black handbag on his shoulder, for personal reasons. Never any accessories added, fashion was never a concern of his.
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|| Personality ||
Luke is a wonderfully bound book with colorful pictures decorating each page, the paper is scented with fresh ink, yet the material is faded, like it's been read many times.
A strange metaphor to describe him as, but it's the truth. His mind is not easily seen, so you must discover him word by word, to get to know Luke. It requires bravery to befriend him, because when he goes on a rampage of anger, sometimes it's hard to stop. Luke has often hurt the ones he loved, following the same pattern as his father, and can't help it, like there's some alter ego that searches for ways to break out, and go balistic. He hides himself on the edge of the woods, only traveling to town when it's necessary. Luke is familiar with all the constellations, galaxies and planets. He studies their patterns, finding them fascinating, and replaces this with human interaction.
|| History ||
Luke's father was a huntsman, he scavenged the forest for critters to kill, and cut up trees for their house. They lived off the woods, a dangerous place, but their only place of sanction as well. His mother had run out on his dad the day Luke was born, she was a gypsy, and probably didn't even love his father. After that, something snapped in Jeffrey, and he began to drink his worries away, beating his son, Luke, out of chaotic rage. He still has the scars to prove of his father's beatings to this day, but never speaks of it. Instead, he covers his burdens up by burying himself in books, studying the stars, bundling it all up inside him.
|| Strengths ||
-Negotiation
-Intelligence
-Strategy
-Compatibility
|| Weaknesses ||
-His Temper
-Lack of Exercise
-Pretty Faces (Girls)
|| Likes ||
-Nature
-Astrology
-Painting
-Music
-Discovery
-Trying New Things
|| Dislikes ||
-Beasts
-The Unknown
-Darkness
-His father
-Himself
-Jerks
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|| Orientation ||
Bisexual. As long as they meet his standards, he doesn't care what their gender is.
|| What are they looking for in a mate/spouse ||
Luke seeks one of bravery, they are brave enough to stand up for themselves and others.
Honesty, he wants to know he can trust this person with his life, and do the same for them.
Integrity. If you're going to do something, have confidence, and a skip in your step.
A sense of humor. Need he say more?
|| Crush ||
None
|| Partner||
None.
|| Mate ||
None.
|| Family and Friends ||
Mother's identity is unknown. Father is Jeffrey Blake, he and Luke are not in touch.
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|| Job/Rank ||
Astrologer
|| House/Living area ||
The Northern Forest
|| Other ||
None || Bella || “In three words I've summed up everything I know about life: It goes on.” || Full name ||
Isabelle Chencov
|| Age ||
Young Adult
|| Gender ||
Female
|| Creature ||
Werewolf
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|| Looks ||
Bella has tan skin, since she's outdoors all day. She has golden blonde hair that reaches her waist in natural curls. Her eyes are like reflections of water, so blue it's breathtaking.
She is of average weight, but is taller for her age, with beautiful curves and nice preportions. Bella has straight, white teeth, giving her a wonderful smile, although she doesn't use it much, since there's not much to smile at in her life.
|| Scars/Tattoos ||
Bella has no scars or tattoos. But has a birthmark on her left hip in the shape of a heart.
|| Most distinguishing feature ||
Her eyes.
|| Clothing style ||
Bella wears long flowing skirts that reach her ankles, and white puffy shirts (like a pirate's) that flatter her figure. She despises any clothing that shows cleavage, and normally tries to be discreet about everything else. Bella wears no jewelry except beaded bracelets that she herself makes, and keeps a single crystal earring, the only legacy of her mother's.
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|| Personality ||
Bella is somewhat a saint, without all the religiousness involved, and takes pride in doing good deeds for strangers every day. She makes it a goal to get out of her comfort zone every now and then. But deep down, life is only a prison sentence, that she is forced to serve. Making her a patient woman, someone who doesn't mind a little distraction or incidents. What Bella really wants is an adventure. So life wouldn't seem so dull anymore.
She may seem charismatically nice, and ambitious, but underneath she's quite calm and neutral to anything around her.
|| History ||
Bella was born in Lycan Territory, her parents had been in hiding from the pack, who hated them all because her mother had been engaged to another. The punishment was death to the child born, meaning her. After her parents were found by hunters, and taken away, she was forced to find another pack to raise her. Bella came to the Northern Plain, finding some werewolves who happily took her in. But she keeps her whole life a secret, and rarely ever visits them. Bella lives on neutral territory, away from the pack, because of the men, who are brutes. But she does have a few friends, who are the only reason she ever returns.
|| Strengths ||
-Self-Control
-Patience
-Compassion
-Culinary Arts
|| Weaknesses ||
-Food. She starves most of the time.
-The Needy. She can't help it if someone is poor, injured, etc.
-Brains. Not the brightest crayon in the box.
|| Likes ||
-Being Human
-Singing
-Swimming
|| Dislikes ||
-Perverts
-Hunters
-Being Alone
-The Moon
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|| Orientation ||
Heterosexual. Sorry ladies, but Bella prefers men.
|| What are they looking for in a mate/spouse ||
Companionship. I just don't want to be alone, and live through life without support.
Adventure. They have to have spunk, the sense to survive, and the will to do anything as long as you have some by your side.
Romantism. They have to know how to treat a girl like a princess.
|| Crush ||
N/A
|| Partner||
N/A
|| Mate ||
N/A
|| Family and Friends ||
Isabelle was separated from her family as only a pup, as far as she knows, they're dead.
Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
|| Job/Rank ||
Mystic
|| House/Living area ||
The Northern Plain
|| Other ||
None.|| Brisingr || “The grass is always greener on the other side."” || Full name ||
Brisingr
|| Age ||
Middle Age
|| Gender ||
Male
|| Creature ||
Unknown
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|| Looks ||
Brisingr has coal black fur, that is scented with a musky smell from too much hunting. His eyes are as black as the night, but flecks of silver glitter in the center, like the light at the end of a tunnel. He's tall, even for an Unknown, but not many know it, since he either slouches or walks on all fours like a wolf. Brisingr has sharp fanged teeth, that are stained with blood. He's quite heavy, over 200 lbs, mostly muscle.
|| Scars/Tattoos ||
He has one scar on his jaw, not sure where he got it. Just woke up one morning it was there.
|| Most distinguishing feature ||
His body odor.
|| Clothing style ||
Brisingr wears no clothing, of course, but wears a few accessories such as feathery decorations around his head, making him look like a sacred indian idol.
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|| Personality ||
Brisingr is a wise fatherly figure, who has morals set aside to teach the youth. He's extremely skeptical and sort of a perfectionist. Most would find him a grouchy old gieser, but is really quite nice, he only wishes to help...in his own way. Brisingr may come off rude when you first meet him, as he can be harsh, and calls it how sees it. He is a man of hope and optimism, even when destruction hits, he has to believe something good will happen.
|| History ||
Brisingr is quite old and doesn't remember much of his childhood. Only that he was one of the lucky pups, and escaped his homicidal parents before they killed him, finding refuge with a pack of other Unknown. Back then, there was no alliance with the humans, so he and his friends were savagely hunted like 'animals'. Brisingr learned how to survive, climbing trees, and hiding in ditches. Eventually finding peace in the Mountains, where he stayed awhile, until he met Sheila, his soul mate. They married, as young ones, and traveled the lands, with together as companions. Not knowing what laid before them, Brisingr and Sheila entered Lyncan territory, they were cornered, his wife was slaughtered, and yet again, he was forced to run, and relocate. He now presently lives with a new reformed pack of Unknown, as one of the Elders.
|| Strengths ||
Wisdom
Love
Authority
Bravery
|| Weaknesses ||
Slow/Weak
Old Age
Loud Voice
Hardened Heart
Diffulty in Trusting
|| Likes ||
Obedience
Good Hygeine
Peace
|| Dislikes ||
Humans
Lyncans
Werewolves
Conflict
Impulsiveness
Rebellion
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|| Orientation ||
Straight
|| What are they looking for in a mate/spouse ||
Respect
Intelligence
Hope
Compatibility
|| Crush ||
N/A
|| Partner||
N/A
|| Mate ||
N/A
|| Family and Friends ||
He once had a wife, but she is deceased. Killed by a Lycan.
Oᴛʜᴇʀ Iɴғᴏʀᴍᴀᴛɪᴏɴ
|| Job/Rank ||
Elder
|| House/Living area ||
Eastern Forest
|| Other ||
Finally Finished!
Last edited by
Leviathan007 on Thu Jul 05, 2012 6:12 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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