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[wishes.]

D a r e sighed, kicking a stone with her feet, slowly slipping her hands into her pockets. There was obviously more to these people's story, something they didn't want to talk about. "Okay then." The vampire felt awkward now. "So... Could I... Go with you, maybe? I'm running too." Her voice was quiet, barely more than a whisper on the air.

B i s h o p, Z e k e, A l a s k a, A s p e n, and H u n t e r stood in a circle in one of the apartments, peeking nervously down at the group of hunters on the ground below. "Get down, Alaska!" Bishop hissed, grabbing her shoulder only to have his hand thrown back at him. "Vampire. That one's a vampire!" She squeaked, pointing at Dare. "And... Those two are.. Mediums! And they have wolves - Werewolves with them! They're just like us, Bish! Calm down!" She turned, poking him in the chest. He hated being called Bish, which was exactly the reason Alaska had called him that. She smirked as she saw his fists clench and his knuckles turn white. "Lower your voice," he said, ignoring her last comment.

{{ By the way, Alaska is actually part shapeshifter, not vampire. }}

[trolls]

Иaмё: Constance Zion. I hate my name. It's really..like..I dunno. Constance, meaning constant..and steadyfast. Zion, meaning everlasting. But I guess out of both of them, I hate my last name more.

Йїcкиaмё($): Huh? Well..I don't have any nicknames. I remember, one time when Izzy called me Connie..but I don't like the name Connie. So when I meet people, and I don't trust them, I say my name is Claire. But uh..nicknames? Well, Skye calls me tiger, or champ, so I guess you can call me Tiger.

Gёиdёя: Female. Ugh, so many times when I am in my tiger form, I am called a "he." like "Wow! He's beautiful!" or a "careful, he's dangerous.." it's annoying, you know?

Agё: Seventeen. Nowhere under, nowhere over. I'm not in a rush of growing up, because to me, it seems quite scary.

$pєcїє$: Shifter. I hate it though, an angel, or werewolf seems better...and it sucks, because I only know one form. I don't know how to..how to find the others. It's embarrassing, so don't ask.

Cяц$н: Crush? Oh I dunno if this counts but um..Ethan, I thought, when I first saw him..he was pretty cute. Until I realized he was a traitor..a human! UGH I can't believe I fell for it! It makes me sick that I thought he was cute..and that I still think he is...

Gїяlfґїєйd/Bоуfїґєиd/Maтє: Ha! I wish! No..no no no, I don't wish! I was just kidding. Didn't you hear the sarcasm in my voice?

Pєґ$оиalїту: Loud; Noisy, roaring, clearly audible, forceful. Yes, I am loud. I speak my mind, and ten to talk when I feel like it. Even when we shouldn't, or am not supposed to. It's a habit I get..well, is talking a habit? I don't know so..yes, I am loud. Bloodthirsty;murderous, violent, vicious, brutal, savage. Yes, I am bloodthirsty. I mean, literally. I practically feed off of a hunter every now and then, because I'm hungry..or just plain angry. If I get mad, I get angry, and if I get angry..I get well..you know..hostile and whatnot. It's easy to see. Short Tempered; irritable, snappish, testy, touchy, grumpy. This is one of my easiest traits to see in me. It shows..every day. I get mad at the littlest things, and I don't hesitate to get in a fight. I actually..think it's quite fun at times. Protective; preservative, protecting, defensive, possesive, jealous. Yeah...I guess I get attatched, and when I get attatched I get protective. Being an only child, I never learned to share. So what is "mine" will always be "mine" even if you declare you are no longer mine..I still think you are. Dangerous; menacing, threatening, wild, murderous, viscous, unpredictable. Ah, so you're not scared yet? I'm surprised you haven't ran away. Most think I am a threat to them..and honestly, they're right. I'm practically more tiger than human. I tend to change into my tiger form,and when I am in that form..I tend to get a bit crazy.

Hї$тояу: I'd rather not talk about it...but uh..if I really trust you, I might tell you.

Appёaяaйcє: Here I am. This is me. There's nowhere on earth, I'd rather be. Well? Uh...I have dark brown hair, I am a brunette. I have brown eyes and pale skin. Yes, I have dimples. Other than that? I weigh 122 pounds and I stand at 5.8ft tall. So..yeah, I'm pretty average.

Aиїмal Fоґм$/Щїйg$/єтc: Abeautiful magestic tiger...picture that. A big...scary..awesome..tiger! yup, that's me.

Иaмё: Skye Grace Airdale. It's funny..because I'm an angel, and I fly..in the sky..except my name is spelled with an E in the end..Grace, as in..graceful. I fly quite smoothly..and Airdale...I always admired my last name. Air..dale..Airdale.

Йїcкиaмё($): None, I just go by Skye. I don't think it gets any shorter than that..but uh, make one up, any nickname..and I'll take it. I don't really care what you call me, as long as you..um..nevermind, I don't know what I'm saying.

Gёиdёя: Oh, I'm female. I don't think there are any boys named Skye..I mean, not offense, but it's a girly name if you ask me.

Agё: Fourteen, and proud. It's easy to tell, because I'm so immature. I was born on May 17, so uh..I guess that makes me a Taurus? I actually can't remember, so uh..bye! Oh..you want to know more?

$pєcїє$: Angel. They have great hearing anf eyesight, and have amazing huge wings that they can make come out whenever they want, and can make them disappear too. It's awesome!

Cяц$н: Ewww! Gross! No one is good enough for me, the amazing Skye. I want to be independent, and die alone. People can achieve great things on their own, you know? Especially since you get all the credit! I don't want some pathetic "crush" lagging on my side. I like to go fast, and if you can't keep up, don't expect me to slow down.

Gїяlfґїєйd/Bоуfїґєиd/Maтє: Uhh..yeah, never. I just explained that to you above, didn't I?

Pєґ$оиalїту: Mischievous; troublesome, naughty, disobedient, rascally, rougish. Yup, I am very mischievous. I'm a trickster, and I like giving people a hard time. One of my favorite traits! Because I just love to see the look on their face when I mess with them... Immature; childish, babyish, young, inexperienced, unsophisticated. Yeah, it's one of my most noticable traits. It's obvious. I'm immature in almost every situation. So get used to it. Independent; self-ruling, free, self-reliant, bold, maverick. Yeah, like I explained before, I don't like someone holding me back. I stand on my own two feet, and I don't rely on someone else for my problems. I like doing things alone, because it's easier..well, at least to me it is.

Hї$тояу: I don't dwell on my past, even though it's not the happiest, I moved on. Although I would rather not talk about it, thank you.

Appёaяaйcє: I created a monster. I have dirty blonde hair..hurrrr..is the correct way to spell it blondE? or blond? I always get mized up with that..but anywho... I stand at 5.5 ft tall, and I weigh 105 pounds so..yeah.

Aиїмal Fоґм$/Щїйg$/єтc: An angel... It isn't that hard to picture, is it? My wings are ivory white, but turn grey in the shadows, which I find weird..don't ask me why, because I don't know myself.

[FamineMyth]

 

Lцкє
Seventeen ~ Werewolf/Shapeshifter ~ I have no one.
  I quickly finished playing mind games with Griffin and looked up quickly, as I heard a loud squeal. I put my hand over my eyes to block the sun that blinding my vision. I looked over at the apartments and saw a few figures peeking at us.        

Gяїffin
Seventeen ~ Vampire/Shapeshifter ~ I have no one.
  I looked up briefly too, but I didn't pay much attention before I looked back at Dare."If your running than why are you here in the town?"   

 

[FamineMyth]

(accepted.)

[trolls]

-I'll add Skye's to that same post in a second..-

[trolls]

-added Skye. ^^-

[tolkien quitting]

Hal's eyes flashed open when he heard a squeal, he leapt to his feet and looked up at the apartment block. He didn't bother shading his eyes from the sun, his hood already did that for him, he growled slightly and shifted into his snow leopard form. He tail flicked in irritation, {Who are they?} he thought. He hated being watched.

[Lady Masquerade]

~ Ivory ~

{ Ivory ; Female ; Medium ; 16 ; Feeling Nervous ; No Love Interest }

Ivory looked at Dare once she spoke of running. "Running from people?" She then questioned, feeling uneasy. Looking up once she heard the squeak, she frowned. "Are you running from them, or are they just watching us..?" She murmured, feeling small against all the people staring down at her. She looked to Luke, then Griffin, wondering what they thought. Obviously, Griffin had thought a bit about what Dare said aswell. Here in this city, they were trying to hide and stay away from trouble. If someone was known by others has trouble, and was running from others, that wasn't very good.

[trolls]

C o n s t a n c e
Sʜɪғᴛ - ᴇʀ
17 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ ᴀɢᴇ
-x-x-
❝Hᴇᴀᴅ ᴜᴘ,
sᴛᴀʏ sᴛʀᴏɴɢ.
Fᴀᴋᴇ sᴍɪʟᴇ,
Mᴏᴠᴇ ᴏɴ.❞

S k y e
Aɴ- ɢᴇʟ
14 ʏᴇᴀʀs ᴏғ ᴀɢᴇ
-x-x-
❝ɪ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ɢᴏ ғᴀsᴛ.
ᴀɴᴅ ɪғ ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ
ᴋᴇᴇᴘ ᴜᴘ, ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴇxᴘᴇᴄᴛ
ᴍᴇ ᴛᴏ sᴛᴀʏ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ.❞

[headphone raichu.]

✗Female✗14 years✗Werewolf/Bender✗Wolf Fourm✗I have no one✗

[re-cap?]