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Comment on them all you like! You can even PM me about role playing with some of them. Just note that I don't do romance-focused plots. We can have smaller plot lines that involve romance, but I HATE it when romance is the central plot, especially since I find it so hard to write.
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Name: Lyla Abernathy Species: Human Gender: Female Age range: 10-15 Genre: Fantasy Powers: The ability to "control" wind. She treats it more as a friend than a thing to control. General personality: Happy most of the time, generally very friendly, naive, loving, lacking in caution, over-trusting, outgoing, confident. Defining personality trait: Overwhelmingly positive. Fatal flaw: Oblivious to others, lack of caution Appearance: Lyla is a plain-looking girl. She has dark brown hair that goes just past her waist, green eyes to go alongside it, and a relatively clear face. She has a button nose and relatively thin eyebrows. Her lips are thin, and normally curled up in a smile. Her face tends to portray a kind expression, and she likes to wear her long hair down. She is only five feet tall. Clothing style: Bright colours. She loves pastels in particular. Interesting facts: She has a stuffed duck that she named Lilly. Backstory: Her parents died in a car crash when she was only five. She barely remembers them outside of that day. She still has nightmares about it sometimes. It's unknown to her whether her connection with the wind came from them or developed on its own, but she's certain the wind saved her life that day. Example of character use? Lyla could only sleep with the small window in her room opened. That way, the wind could come and go as it pleased. Maybe that was why it was always cold, and why she had to completely bury herself in blankets throughout the night. She didn't mind it, though. She loved the wind having the freedom to enter and leave as it pleased. It was her best friend, and tended to stay around her. She never felt alone, because the wind was always right beside her.
It was precisely this wind that awoke her. Her room faced away from the sunrise, so it was always a gentle breeze that flew at her face to awaken her. She smiled as it did, preferring to wake up early in the morning. She opened her eyes and slid out of bed, laughing happily as she did. She was hungry, and decided it would be best if she went downstairs. She smelled food anyway. She yawned, before making her way to the stairs, excited for the day ahead.
(Taken from this RP: https://wolfplaygame.com/forums.php?f=17&t=27160) Other: Lyla's ability is part of who she is. For this reason, she is strictly in a fantasy or supernatural setting. |
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Name: Callie Blake Species: Human Gender: Female Age range: 14-16 Genre: Fantasy Powers: The ability to shape shift into a lynx. General personality: Tries to act tough, literally cannot stop joking, kind-hearted, leaves when situations become too difficult, reclusive, reluctant to ask for help, temperamental Defining personality trait: Empathetic
Fatal flaw: Prone to both fear and anger
Appearance: Callie has long blonde hair that goes halfway down her back. She prefers to keep it down, and doesn't seem to care much for it. As a result, it often become messy and entangled. She never seems to mind, and puts up resistance towards ever having to put it up into a ponytail. Her face is heart-shaped, with thin and pointed brows and a pointed nose. Her eyes are a beautifully striking green, and seem to captivate most who look into them.
Clothing style: Typically jeggings and graphic tee's
Interesting facts: Callie fears her shifts, and refuses to unless she has to.
Backstory: Callie was originally born and in Canada, but moved to Maine when she was ten years old. She has always yearned to go back, but she has more family on her dad's side nearby, and her parents are unlikely to leave. She has made friends in school, but is normally pegged as the loner who sits alone. For a period of two years, she was bullied in the school. This was right after she moved. After that, however, things were alright for her, as they continue to be to this day.
Example of character use? <div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Callie only half paid attention in her classes. She had too much on her mind, like her dream last night. It had felt so good to fly. She wished she could really do it. She'd fly back home, if she could, and spend her days there. She never really liked Maine, and only put up with it because she had family nearby, and her dad had gotten a job here. That was the original reason they moved, anyway. If only they could move back. <div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"> She sat alone at lunch, as she usually did. It wasn't that she didn't have friends, she did. It was just that they weren't close to her. She didn't feel like they wanted much to do with her, so she hid from them. It was the way that they acted, mostly. They ignored her when she was talking. They excluded her from external activities. All except for a few didn't seem to like her that much. So, she thought it best to choose to be alone than be forced into it. <div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;"> She took her lunch out of her bag. She had packed herself a ham sandwich, a red apple, and a bag filled with chips. Not much food, but she was fine with that. She didn't eat much anyway. She played on her phone while she ate, mentally preparing herself for the classes that would come next. Math was immediately after lunch, and she hated Mrs. Jackson, who taught it. Callie was fairly certain the teacher had it out for her. She sighed. This would be a long rest of the day.
<div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">(Second response, because my first was longer than normal. Taken from this RP: <a href="https://wolfplaygame.com/forums.php?f=17&t=23689&page=1">https://wolfplaygame.com/forums.php?f=17&t=23689&page=1)</a><div style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">Other: Not strictly fantasy. While the fantasy element certainly adds to her character, she can be put in most situations.
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Haunted Night said:
Name: Callie Blake
Species: Human
Gender: Female
Age range: 14-16
Genre: Fantasy
Powers: The ability to shape shift into a lynx. General personality: Tries to act tough, literally cannot stop joking, kind-hearted, leaves when situations become too difficult, reclusive, reluctant to ask for help, temperamentalDefining personality trait: Empathetic
Fatal flaw: Prone to both fear and anger
Appearance: Callie has long blonde hair that goes halfway down her back. She prefers to keep it down, and doesn't seem to care much for it. As a result, it often become messy and entangled. She never seems to mind, and puts up resistance towards ever having to put it up into a ponytail. Her face is heart-shaped, with thin and pointed brows and a pointed nose. Her eyes are a beautifully striking green, and seem to captivate most who look into them.
Clothing style: Typically jeggings and graphic tee's
Interesting facts: Callie fears her shifts, and refuses to unless she has to.
Backstory: Callie was originally born and in Canada, but moved to Maine when she was ten years old. She has always yearned to go back, but she has more family on her dad's side nearby, and her parents are unlikely to leave. She has made friends in school, but is normally pegged as the loner who sits alone. For a period of two years, she was bullied in the school. This was right after she moved. After that, however, things were alright for her, as they continue to be to this day.
Example of character use? <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Callie only half paid attention in her classes. She had too much on her mind, like her dream last night. It had felt so good to fly. She wished she could really do it. She'd fly back home, if she could, and spend her days there. She never really liked Maine, and only put up with it because she had family nearby, and her dad had gotten a job here. That was the original reason they moved, anyway. If only they could move back. <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">
She sat alone at lunch, as she usually did. It wasn't that she didn't have friends, she did. It was just that they weren't close to her. She didn't feel like they wanted much to do with her, so she hid from them. It was the way that they acted, mostly. They ignored her when she was talking. They excluded her from external activities. All except for a few didn't seem to like her that much. So, she thought it best to choose to be alone than be forced into it. <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">
She took her lunch out of her bag. She had packed herself a ham sandwich, a red apple, and a bag filled with chips. Not much food, but she was fine with that. She didn't eat much anyway. She played on her phone while she ate, mentally preparing herself for the classes that would come next. Math was immediately after lunch, and she hated Mrs. Jackson, who taught it. Callie was fairly certain the teacher had it out for her. She sighed. This would be a long rest of the day.<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">(Second response, because my first was longer than normal. Taken from this RP: https://wolfplaygame.com/forums.php?f=17&t=23689&page=1)
<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Other: Not strictly fantasy. While the fantasy element certainly adds to her character, she can be put in most situations.
An attempt to fix the forum glitching. |
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Name: Adonai
Species: Wolf
Gender: Female
Age range: 3-7
Genre: Mostly realistic/pack life
Powers: N/A
General personality: Good at listening, wise, overly cautious, quick to anger, fails to see the big picture
Defining personality trait: Respectful
Fatal flaw: Arrogant
Appearance: Adonai looks a lot like an exotic husky. She has the basic grey and white markings, but her face is black, covered in speckles that give the illusion of snow. Her right eye is a bright orange, while her left eye is completely white, not even showing the pupil.
Clothing style: N/A
Interesting facts: Adonai is half blind. She lost use of her left eye in early childhood, for an unknown reason. This is part of the reason she fails as a huntress, but excels as a healer.
Backstory: Adonai was an abandoned pup, taken in by a pack when she was only a few months old. She was afraid and alone until that point. Her mother figure, a wolf known only as Nocta, took care of her and raised her into the wolf she is today.
Example of character use? No examples as of yet, will update when there are.
Other: Plots that are perfect for Adonai include being lost, which would have to be one on one, strife within a pack, and an outside threat. |
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