Ghost RPW #15 - Day 13

[Zeneka]

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This Ghost has sleek fur, normal ears, and special darkness paint. This Ghost is a Shadow Ghost, it feeds on negative emotions. It's paint is pure darkness and any wolf painted with it will be unable to deny the darkness in their hearts until it is washed off (which is quite the task in itself, darkness sticks to EVERYTHING you know? xD). Being painted with darkness will magnify all negative emotions a wolf is feeling. Wolves with dark pasts become Shadow Ghosts, turning completely black and unrecognizable from who they once were. Many Shadows regret their lives and try to live better as Shadows than they did as living wolves, but others do not.

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[b]Username:[/b]
[b]Name:[/b]
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[b]Personality:[/b] has this wolf changed at all from when they were living? do they regret their lives? or do they see becoming a Shadow as a gift rather than a curse and continue living the way they wish?
[b]History Story:[/b] tell me about this wolf's past, what did they do in life that led to them becoming a Shadow? (keep it CS appropriate please)

This will end November 4th.

[Warrdog]

Username: Warrdog
Name: Sekuya Saroya Setsune
Sex: Male

Personality: has this wolf changed at all from when they were living? do they regret their lives? or do they see becoming a Shadow as a gift rather than a curse and continue living the way they wish?

History Story: tell me about this wolf's past, what did they do in life that led to them becoming a Shadow? (keep it CS appropriate please)

[wolf ;;]

Username:
wolf ;;
Name:
their name has been lost over the being of time, they simply go by 'Unknown'
Sex:
genderless
Personality:
Unknown, before they died...well, it is so far back that they don't remember much. They remember that they were ambitious, one always wanting the power to lay into their open paws. They were very power hungry, and often ignored the existence of many others around them, leading them to how they are today. They lived in a poor village, and their rather stand-offish attitude didn't make them popular with any of the other wolves. Often an outcast in things they never wanted to be included in, Unknown knew there was...something awaiting them. They were always easy to bite back, and weren't afraid to speak their mind. Whenever they did speak to others, it was often insults, and they had an extremely twisted mind.
After darkness engulfed them and their heart, they remained much of the same. They never care, and often prey on the living to show them true pain, much like they experienced. They never regretted what they did to others, why they became a shadow. They are a wolf of usual solitude. They get the interest of other ghosts to team up, or from the living to lend power - but they never accept the offers, turn them away and send them, ghost and living, scrambling the way they had come. Others view this shadow to be one to not be messed with, they are never one you want to seek out on your own, and are regarded to be powerful and just like a shadow. They seem to never be there, like they never were.
History Story:

Unknown has always been like this, since they were a young pup living in their village, to now in their life as a shadow ghost. They always sought to rule over others, even those with more experience and with more wisdom.
As a young adult, they wished to gain unexplained power - to which their plea was answered. The wolf gained the powers of darkness, and not knowing the long term affects, they put their power to what they considered good use.
But every time they used their power, a part of the darkness...consumed Unknown. To a point that you could no longer tell who they were, to a point that they were just that. Unknown, a shadow.

They sent their own village to destruction, at the mercy of their power. They plead with them, begged Unknown not to harm them, but they did it anyway. Their destruction spread all over several towns.
And they don't regret anything, not for the many deaths their power caused.
If anything, they find great pleasure in knowing they are so powerful.

But upon trying to rustle up the undead at this graveyard, Unknown became trapped. They were not able to destroy anything, not able to harm those who did not enter the boundaries.
But they were not able to leave, every time they tried, they were forced right back. Like chains were holding them back.
To this day, many years later, they see a day soon where they will escape.
To where they can continue how they were.
How they are, who they are.

[Tazaria]

Username:
Name:
Sex:
Personality: has this wolf changed at all from when they were living? do they regret their lives? or do they see becoming a Shadow as a gift rather than a curse and continue living the way they wish?
History Story: tell me about this wolf's past, what did they do in life that led to them becoming a Shadow? (keep it CS appropriate please)


res!!!

[dzo]

Username: ~Prophecy~
Name: Absolute Zero
Sex: Male
INTJ: The Visionaries:
46% - INTROVERTED
Thought oriented, Reserved, Reflective, Observant.

29% - INTUITIVE
Imaginative, Future oriented, Conceptual, Abstract.

33% -THINKING

15% - JUDGING
Organized, Systematic, Achievement oriented, Planner

Personality: Absolute Zero denys the fact he has gone completely insane. He is also paranoid, thinks things are out to get him. Intrusive thoughts calm him at night. He also doesn't care too much if others want to say something to him. Absolute Zero is very self-oriented & vain. He has a strong ability to recall details. Uncertainty does not make him anxious. He has no problems with needing to change plans. He believes that productivity is best measured by tangible results. Absolute Zero always goes with "his gut feeling" and will focus on the big picture. He always gets his work done before relaxing, but will take small breaks if what he is doing will benefit from it. His actions are often influenced by his emotions. He usually can’t stand leaving things unfinished. He often share his ideas using facts and hard evidence. Absolute Zero loves working alone, with the occasional partner in crime. It can take a long time for someone to get to know even the slightest things about Absolute Zero. Unless he specifically asks, Absolute Zero will not care about your opinion- and will think he is right about everything. To him, there is no problem that cannot be overcome, and he enjoys nothing more than reaching his goals. He is very achievement-oriented and usually intelligent and wise. He has the rarer ability to visualize the future he desires, and is actually able to put his ideas into action. He is able to visualize where his project is headed and is able to develop plans to achieve these outcomes. He holds himself to a very high standard, but expects nothing from others. He always trys to learn from his mistakes, doing his best to avoid making the same mistakes again in the future. While he enjoys solving problems, his "I'm always right" nature makes him often comes off as “pushy” if he shares his ideas with others. He has no problem poking holes in others’ arguments and ideas. He has a tendency to make decisions only after considering every single option that has a possibility to happen. Absolute Zero is very private, and is selective about sharing thoughts, feelings, and plans..


Letting him Talk: "Living.... Uhm.. Is that correct? Living? Living as a shadow is most definitely a gift. A sweet, sweet gift. You can't tell me that I'm crazy. No no no. I'm perfectly sane. You see? Nothing's wrong. I'm most definitely not..." Absolutely Zero pauses his story to let out a chuckle and change his tone of voice. "Paranoid. You... You think I'm crazy don't you.. Wait no. Don't answer that- I don't wanna hear it from you. I AM NOT CRAZY! DON'T YOU HEAR ME? So what if my thoughts are only ones that other would consider 'intrusive?' They are perfectly fine!" Absolute Zero again pauses, this time he jerks his head in every direction looking out for who knows what. "No no no no no. They are here! They wanna take me awayyyyy AWAY I tell you! They want my beauty and charm. They want to suck my intelligence out of me. They want my the paint off of me because it is arguably the best paint one can have!"

History Story: It was early on a Monday morning. I was mad and in the middle of a fight with my only friend. He told me to take a hike, so I did. I climbed and climbed up a mountain, Not sure of what to expect or what I would do next. I struggled a bit getting up, and with crying it was hard to see. I had reached the top after an hour so I sat down to watch the sunrise. I leaned over to see the grass down below.
Too far. Too far.
Too far.
I had to much that I needed to fix. So much to still make right. I had been to stubborn to do so before. But I still fell. Fell down all the way. No matter how bad I needed to fix everything I couldn't stop the fall.

Smashing into the boulders that I had previously climbed. Barreled into the rocks I had kicked down. Tumbled over the plants that grew.

Down I went and I couldn't stop it.
I didn't want it to end like this.

[Ravendarus]

“I thought the most beautiful thing in the world must be a shadow.”

“Turns out we are but dust and shadow...”

Once upon a time there was a queen,
This queen was beautiful, fair and delicate.
Her kingdom was called Ravendarus,
The royal symbol was the bird itself.
Misunderstood creatures outside of the Kingdom,
were noble and treasured here.
The Queen's name was Senka Ravenmore,
Anyone who knew her would say she was a kind and generous queen,
who loved her home and the citizen's who lived there.
A caring wolf with a heart of gold.

However.

Senka was apart of the Ravenmore bloodline,
The family had a dark secret, which was unknown to their kingdom.
Once a year on the night of the Halloween Moon,
Wolves of the town would gather for a festive party filled with fright, fun and candy!
The Queen would never attend, and it was never known why.
The Truth was, she could not attend, for on the night of the moon.
She would transform from her benevolent self into a monster.
Not physically however, no, she would turn into a greedy Queen,
a horrendously evil queen who would do anything to get what she wanted.
So she locked herself away once a year,
For if she got what she wanted...

She would stay this way forever.

Her family was cursed because of her ancestor,
you see, on this night over 1000 moons ago,
Grimnite Ravenmore came to this land seeking power and treasure.
His army took over the land destroying it in the process,
The wolves who had lived there peacefully in their villages fled,
All but one.
That one was a witch named, Yue,
she stood before Grimnite and demanded he leave this land at once.

He refused.

And so his family was cursed by Yue,

Who told him this:
"On this night,
For every Moon,
You will look and lust,
But if you find what you seek,
You will forever fade from this life."

Queen Senka was cursed just like her Ancestor,
with no way to break it,
all she could do was fight it.
She had been doing well for many years,
until one night.
A new servant made a mistake by bringing her a gift from a suitor who desired to marry her.
Unable to fight off her greed she ripped the gift from the servant,
pushing him aside.

The curse was triggered...

The wind howled!
The trees rustled!
The moon faded from the sky!
The stars started to fall like hail!
They swept around the room overcoming the queen.
In a flash of blinding light, the queen was gone and in her place was a dark figure.
A Shadow with a twisted greedy smile permanently placed on her face,
her crown fell from her head clattering against the ground with a loud metallic thud.
The servant screeched with terror, "Shadow!!!" he howled and raced away!
The guards rushed in with torches, shooing away the shadow,
The queen was dismayed and frightened...

She fled.

Forever she remained a shadow,
as time passed she watched her Kingdom fall to time,
becoming nothing more then ruins of a lost memory.
Now she is the last remnant of that land,
cursed and forced to wear that greedy smile.
The last and only member of her family, she can never move on,
trapped within the borders of her home, she can never leave.
They say on Halloween night you can hear her sad wails,
echo across the valley.
If you ever come across a Raven leaving a trail of shadows,
beware it might be the Queen trying to escape,
forever more.



A Raven's cry has never sounded so mournful...

[booklover789]

^ That's a dementor from Harry Potter, for anyone who's wondering.

Username:
booklover789

Name:
Alexandro

Sex:
Male

Personality:
Alexandro regrets his life. An abusive wolf, he yelled and hurt all he came across, soured to the world because of his warped view of reality. He lashed out at everyone, stole things, and killed others without a second thought. Abandoned as a pup, his family all left him to die on the streets of one of the worst cities in their area, never to return for him. He learned his way around the streets, getting smart from his own experiences. One of them was being bamboozled by a supposedly-kind elderly wolf who tricked him out of his entire week's earnings from begging, the elder saying he wanted the tokens for food when all he wanted to do with them was waste them on frivolous things. Alexandro was burned, and ever since that moment, he never trusted another soul again.
After death, Alexandro was transformed into a shadow due to his troubled past. He now regrets his life - he understands how pious he was and how untrusting of others he was. Though he understands his initial discouragement that pushed him so far to the extreme of never trusting anyone, if he'd only trusted a few good wolves, his life could've turned around for the better. Living as a shadow has taught him that. Always lurking at night, he's seen the worst side of things, but has also been blest to view a few good things - he's seen more robberies than he cares to mention, but he's also seen a few Good Samaritans helping out the homeless wolves in the parks, giving them food to eat or an umbrella in the rain. Seeing the world in a different way now, and understands where he went wrong before. Alexandro doesn't count his life as a shadow as a curse or a gift, but rather as his punishment for being so cruel to others in the days where he was alive. In his current state of existence, he is at least a little bit grateful for his current state of affairs - he gets to spy on others and see how they really act...but he can do nothing to help them, to redeem himself for his bad behavior before. So, his state is neither curse nor blessing - it is simply the way Alexandro must live, counting out the days as a penchant for the atrocities he committed while living.

History Story:
Alexandro slashed his claws at the other wolf. "Get outta here! This is my turf, dirtbag!"
The other wolf whimpered and swerved. "I'm just hungry, and there are a few crumbs on the ground - I...I didn't mean to get in your space."
He snarled. "Get out, before I really give you something to cry about."
The younger raced off, tail between its legs.
He sighed, standing and licking up the crumbs. After swallowing them, he turned and trotted down the alleyway. "Stupid mongrels - don't understand what 'get off my turf' means."
He trotted past a back door to one of the few restaurants nearby. The door creaked open, and the owner slowly looked around as he peered out. Spotting Alexandro, he quickly threw the trash bag into the dumpster just outside the doorway and slammed the door shut.
Alexandro paused, glancing back at the loud sound. He smirked. "I remember that idiot. He tried to be nice to me. I let him get pretty close - his ridiculous chortling was annoying, all of that baby-talk and sweet little chubby hands reaching towards my head. Nearly bit his fingers off, I did." He licked his chops. "Somethin' smells good, though," he murmured, turning around and leaping into the garbage dumpster. He found the garbage bag, ripped it open, and recoiled. "Sardines?! Ugh. Guess they aren't playin' lowball anymore," he murmured, leaping out of the dumpster, taking the ripped garbage bag with him. He threw it to the ground and stomped on it, smearing it into the sidewalk and around the doorpost.
The owner came out once again, waving a broom. "Get outta here! You're dirtying up the property!"
Alexandro snarled, snapping the broom's handle in two.
The owner immediately retreated, ducking back inside the doorway.
The wolf chuckled. "Ha - what a wimp."

A week later, Alexandro trotted down the street, looking around for something to fill his starving body. He smelled a flower-like scent, and knew that marzipan was being made a few streets down. Following his nose, he found the shop - though a pup had beaten him to it, and was begging the owner of the shop for a few bites.
The owner took pity on the pup, patted her head, and placed on the ground a paper plate with a few small morsels. She closed the door a moment later.
Alexandro took his chance and raced forward, snarling and biting at the pup. "That's my food! Scram, mutt!"
The child whimpered, slipping on the wet concrete. "Please, mister - I just want a bite! The rest is yours!"
"No - get outta here. It's all mine. Or, would you like me to eat you as well?" he threatened.
The pup whined and shrunk back. "No, sir," it whispered, turning tail and racing off.
Alexandro smiled. "Easiest food I've gotten in awhile."

Over the next few years, Alexandro did a great many things that were horrendous. Some of the few he gloated about were trapping a pup in a traffic cone and watching him try to get his head unstuck for a few hours (until a kind shop owner came along and helped him out), tricking another wolf into going to the worst shop in town and observing him get kicked and hit by the owner of the store (he ended up having a few broken ribs, but other than that he was fine), and pushing a pup down a manhole (who ended up being fine, as she crawled out covered in mud a few minutes after Alexandro had stopped staring at the hole). Another thing Alexandro relished in doing was tricking shop-owners into thinking he was just a sweet stray who needed kindness, and then at the very last moment leaping up and biting them, making them drop whatever it was they were holding so that he could pilfer it. He stole from wolves, and fought those who dared to get near him. Scraggly and unkempt, he soon became more feared than any other creature in the town. The fear fueled him, and made it easier to drive away every wolf that came to stay at the town. A few did stay - but they were sure to keep to the nicer shops and stay far away from Alexandro. After he'd gorged himself on every rat and bird in the town's vicinity, he found he could no longer survive on just food alone - he needed a new place to commandeer. He was too weak to fight off those that wished to harm him, and knew he wouldn't survive much longer if he couldn't get sustenance. And because of the shopkeepers' distrust with him, they always locked their doors and were very wary of wolves who passed too closely to their shops, making sure to be quick about exiting each one every night when they went home from work. Alexandro knew he'd need to branch out - so he started trotting and didn't look back.

One day, Alexandro had made it to the nuclear plant on the outskirts of town. Very few wolves were stupid enough to hang around that area - the nuclear plant was far enough away from the town so that it if something did happen, the effects to the town would be minimal. And, seeing as it had been abandoned for a few years but never properly cleaned out, few wolves felt comfortable going near the place. Alexandro thought they were just all wimps, and thus decided to take up residence there and was scouting out the area. He decided he'd dart inside and look around, as the exterior looked nice enough for living. There wasn't a lot to eat, but a few vultures flew overhead. Alexandro knew he could take one down if he found where they were nesting, and thus went inside to investigate. The old chain-link fence was rusted, and was easily pushed down. He trotted through the door, rotted on its hinges. Inside, there was a platform that went along the entire perimeter of the room, raised up above the moldy tile flooring down below. The platform was just large enough for a human to stand on it, so Alexandro fit easily as he trotted around the room, looking down at the test tubes, vials, and large containers of glowing goop that were still present in the building. No weird scents wafted up, which Alexandro briefly considered odd - but he quickly shrugged it off, continuing his search for the vulture's nest. They had to be here somewhere, right?
Coming to the last turn before heading back the way he'd come, he stumbled, running into a lone vial sitting on the sidelines. It tumbled down into a vat below him.
The vat exploded instantaneously, killing not only Alexandro but any living creature surrounding the compound.

He wasn't brought back as an angel or demon. He wasn't gifted the peace of forever sleeping. No, when Alexandro was brought back, he was changed into a shadow. A mere hollow shell of his former self, forced to watch those whom he'd tormented day in and day out in his living days; never to cease living in a dead yet un-dead state.


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[Zeneka]

Due to multiple requests, I am extending this contest until November 4th.
There will be no further extensions after this, however, so be prepared to be finished with your forms by then~

[Zeneka]

Just letting everyone know I will be judging this tomorrow. You have until then to make any final adjustments.

[Zeneka]

So sorry for the delay! I had a tough time deciding who was going to get the RU and who was going win this wolf x'D

Ravendarus will be getting an RU.
And booklover789 wins!

Congrats to you both ^.^