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Name: Terra Porter Age: 24 Gender: female Sexuality: straight Height: 5'8 Species: vampire Talents and Skills: Enhanced strength, great with magic Human Appearence: Terra is rather beautiful. She is tall and skinny, with a sunkissed tan. Her face is heart-shaped, with small freckles lining her nose and cheekbones. Terra's family, being a long line of vampires, has developed slightly sharpened teeth. Due to her lifestyle, Terra has rather defined muscles, at least for a girl. She is not bulky, by any means, but she also isn't stick figure-like. Well, lately, she does look a little stick figure-like, but only because she's starving.
Terra's eyes are warm orangish brown, like mahogany or the darkest point of the setting sun. Terra sports brown hair, bordering on the line of red, but not quite. Her hair runs down to her waist, but recently it has become matted and thin due to lack of care. Due to this, Terra tries to tie her hair back as much as possible with pieces of string. Other Form Appearence(s): Not yet relevant Personality: Terra was a strong, kind soul before the suppressant. She would use her magic to heal and help others, never simply for the joy of watching others suffer.
But ever since the suppressant, Terra's entire outlook on the world changed. She grew distant from the rest of her village, and started lashing out when others asked her for favors. And this was before she started to starve. The hunger came and went, and so did Terra's temper.
Now, a month into the suppressant, all anger has left Terra. She is weak, almost literally stumbling through life. Who knows if she will go back to being her normal self when/if she makes it to a safe kingdom.
Backstory: Terra came from a long, proud line of vampires. She lived in a small town, helping her neighbors before the suppressant. Friends: TBA Family: Her parents are dead, and she has no siblings. Lover: N/A Crush: Ha, she can barely survive, much less focus on love Pet: none at the moment Weopon(s): her magic Owns a wagon: no, sadly ~~~~ Name: Alina Morris Age: 18 Gender: female Sexuality: straight Height: 4'8 Species: fairy Talents and Skills: Magic, her appearances, her optimism Human Appearence: Alina is neither overly pretty nor hopelessly ugly. Alina is a little ball of energy, and is moderately tan, with freckles lining her nose and cheekbones. Scars cover Alina's hands, but don't ask her why. Alina has pale lilac hair, dull almost to the point of being light grey. Alina's hair is actually very thin and requires constant brushing to keep it straight. It hangs down to the small of her back, though Alina would like it to grow longer. Alina's eyes are bright moss green, with flecks of brown toning down the color. The flecks are virtually unnoticeable unless one is very close to Alina. Other Form Appearence(s): Naturally, without the suppressant, Alina's hair is a bright, light purple, with pink undertones. Personality: Alina has a way of using up all the air in the room. Alina doesn't stop talking. Ever. Period. Trying to make Alina stop talking only makes her talk more. Long story short, don't go to Alina if you need someone to talk to. Alina has a bright look on the world, despite her past. The only thing that can get her down is mentioning her sister or her scars. If one does mention the two subjects, they will be met by uncharacteristic quiet. Only Alina, her mother, and possibly her father know what happened to her sister. Alina can never focus on one thing for too long before she gets bored. Basically, Alina has the mind of a butterfly Backstory: Alina's childhood was mostly happy. The only thing that was wrong was her father. He would get drunk, then abuse Alina and her family. This was how Alina received her scars. This is also the suspected reason for Alina's sister's sudden disappearance and death. Friends: Everyone Family: PM me for sibs. Lover: not yet Crush: If only Pet: none, unfortunately Weopon(s): magic Owns a wagon: no |
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Res. Fae and Were please!
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Finished! Name: Shadow Chaise Age: 24 Gender: Male Sexuality: Straight Height: 5'7 Species: Wereanimal (Jaguar) Talents and Skills: Hunting, Stealth, Strength, Stamina Human Appearence: Night stands at 6'1 feet tall, weighing slightly over 173 lbs. His dark tan skin camouflages with his pure black hair. His hair is cut short, slightly above the ears with dark streaks of blue highlighting his black hair. His piercing blue eyes matches his usual neutral face, as Night doesn't smile much until you get to know him. A stud in one ear, dark blue that matches his eyes.
Night wears black clothes, mostly to blend in with the shadows away from the crowds. A black jacket covers a long scar from his shoulder down his front arm. The hood on his jacket usually covers his head, keeping his eyes in the shadows. Black sneakers make for a quick getaway if needed. A pair of daggers hangs in secret pockets in his jacket. All of this is pretty much the same, other than the dark green he wears in the woods to help him hunt. Other Form Appearence(s): His second form is much like Flame's. Jaguar round eyes, slate black. Hearing, sight, smell. Long tail, slate black with silver spots. Claws are black and his fangs are slightly longer than they are in human form and sharper.
His feral form is a full jaguar. Unlike his sister, he is a muscled jaguar that relies on strength and stamina instead of agility and speed. He is slate black with silver spots covering his coat. Sapphire piercing eyes mirror his sisters emerald ones. Short and soft fur keeps him warm like his sister. He stands at 5"5 feet to the shoulder, his legs long and thick, tough skin underneath his soft fur. Personality: Shadow keeps to himself mostly, but can be very gentle to young ones and friends. Is not easily angered but he can be very sarcastic at times. When he isn't making jokes, he's doing something else. Shadow is the definition of peace. . .sometimes. He will not hurt a fellow magic user or regular human. He isn't the easiest to anger, but when you do, it will start out as annoyed. This is usually to get the other person to get annoyed on purpose. He can be quite a humorous character. . .if you figure out his jokes.
As another part of his charimatic composition, be wary of his sarcasm. Sometimes he will make jokes that turn out to be insults, and insults that turn out to be compliments. He can be quite humorous, and can insult you easily without missing a beat. This has come to term with being alone for quite a while with a very annoying girl. Somewhere below named Flame ;3
He can also be very insensitive and asks questions that can be personal. You also need to earn his respect and trust even though it seems as if he's friendly when you meet him.
Backstory: Will be revealed in RP~ Friends: Good luck Family: Sister - Flame Lover: N/A Crush: N/A Pet:
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Damon
Species: Griffin Appearance: Damon is a large griffin, standing at shoulder height to Shadow. Normally, they would just fly away because griffins can fly right? Nope, not this one. Due to a small fight a couple years back, Damon is grounded. This means he can not fly but he can still hold people on his back. His left wing is always folded across his back, as that was the one that broke. Damon is not your normal griffin. He is a wolf and falcon hybrid. He looks like an overgrown werewolf except for the large slender wings folded on his back. He is a dark brown with one silver paw. Instead of fur on his back, he has feathers. This is also with with the backs of his legs. Weapon(s): Unlike his sister, he simply carries a sword on his back. The handle is molded to fit into his hand perfectly. The blade can slice through almost everything except for metals.~~~ Name: Flame Chaise Age: 19 Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight Height: 5'5 Species: Wereanimal (Jaguar) Talents and Skills: Hunting, Stealth, Speed, Agility Human Appearence: Flame stands at a height of 5'7 feet tall weighing around 150lbs. She is a skinny, yet muscular body than fits on her lean form. Her hair is a pure black and her eyes are a beautiful green. Her skin is a light tan with a swirling tattoe on her forearm. The tattoe is in the shape of a flame with a snarling wolf inside. A new tattoo lays on her back, a red dragon head with swirling green threads rising off its scales. A small titanium bracelet is on her wrist and she never takes it off.
Carries a bow with a quiver of arrows(more on that in background). Her usual colors are dark reds and oranges, but she can also be seen wearing black and glittering dark purple. One of her favorites in winter is a dark red sweatshirt with dark purple sleeves and hood with black jeans. Other Form Appearence(s): Her second form has her jaguar's round ears and hearing and a long thin tail. Her tail is black with slate spots scattered throughout. Her claws are silver and her fangs are slightly longer than they are in human form and sharper.
Her feral form is a full jaguar. She has a mela black pelt with slate spots scattered in the usual pattern. Her emerald eyes shine out against her fur, which is short and soft. Don't dare try petting her, she will take a hand or a couple fingers off. She stands at 5'2 feet tall to the shoulder, her legs long and slender. She is skinny compared to her brother. Personality: Flame is a kind soul, but don't let it fool you as she can be very cold sometimes. Flame is kind, caring and funny when you gain her trust and can be a very overprotective friend. She cherishes her friends deeply but only if you can earn her trust. Flame is a fast learner, so don't try the same thing twice on her. When fighting, Flame can get very cold just like a predator hunting prey. Just a fair warning, this is only with her friends~
To everyone else, she always has that one look on her face. Completely calm and neutral. She shows no emotion on her face but will occasionally frown or give a grin to her loyal companion. She is cold to everyone except her close family. Try as you might, she isn't looking for friends. She must first respect you before you can start gaining her trust. If you slow her down, she will leave you behind.
Flame is okay with magic as long as it is her shift or simple spells. She can not do complicated magic, but more of the simple things like making her claws sharper or make her stronger and faster. She can do this on others as well, but usually prefers not to unless its Ryker or her brother. She can be quite a complicated person though, despite her weak magical attacks, her skill makes up for it in fighting and hunting.
Backstory: Will be revealed in RP~ Friends: Good luck Family: Brother - Shadow Lover: N/A Crush: N/A
{~} Pet:
Name: Ryker: Species: Hellhound
Appearance: Ryker is the average size wolf when he is calm. This means he comes up to the waist of Flame, standing at 3'5 feet tall. However, when he gets angry or something threatens his master, he will grow to the size of a grizzly bear. With his sharp fangs and claws, this makes him a deadly weapon. Ryker does not have any powers although Flame can enchant him to have extra strength or speed for short periods of time. Ryker is a pure black wolf with streaks of red outlining his fur. Slate grey tips of his ears with blood red eyes. His fangs and claws are normally stained red, but normally are a silvery white. Unlike some hellhounds, he only has one head and the only fire is the flames that seem to burn in his eyes. Oh and one more thing: He can talk. This small feature, however, is only used when he is speaking to Flame. He will not speak to anyone else.
{~} Weapon(s): Bow and Arrow:
A delicately carved bow with an eagle head at the top, made of fine string that's made to not snap. This is reinforced by a simple spell before the wards went up. The quiver of arrows are handmade of cedar bark. The feathers are molted griffin feathers from her brother's pet. Probably the only thing they get along in.
Dagger: She has a variety of knives and daggers, most of them the size of her hand. Makes great throwing knives for quick thinking. She has one dagger strapped to her hip, a good 6 inches long and as sharp as the knives. |
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Name: Salem Grace Age: 19 Gender: Female (She/Her) Sexuality: Bicurious Height: 5'2" :'''') Species: Vampire Talents and Skills: -Enhanced Strength: She is quite strong for a girl her size and can lift up to two times her size. -Agility: She is rather agile and can move at quick speeds (even in those boots, go girl go!) -Flexibility: Salem is quite flexible which aids her well in combat -Weapon Handling: She is able to efficiently wield a dagger (she sucks with anything else though...) -Terrible With Magic: Despite popular belief and how much she likes to bluff, she sucks with any kind of magic besides the kind that helps sustain herself. She never received proper training and advice due to her crappy upbringing. Human Appearance: Salem's skin is a smooth chocolatey color and nice complexion with neutral hues but is closer to warmer skin tones than anything else. Salem has a curvy figure akin to the shape of a pear, her bust is smaller but her rear, hips, and legs are larger and curved. I’d say her bust is around 81 cm. She has freckles that scatter all across her shoulders, thighs, and bridge of her nose. Standing at 5’2” she is on the shorter side, with a stature that’s small and dainty looking. Her shoulders are small in length and width leading down to toned slim arms, with even slimmer rounded hands. On her hands are naturally long almond-shaped nails, on occasion, she paints her nails but rarely. On her left hand are numerous scars in the shape of bite marks. These are all placed between her thumb and index finger. All of which are very deep and the scar tissue is a purply-pink color. It’s decently noticeable so she sometimes wraps it in gauze so it’s hidden. Not everyone is proud of their scars. Salem’s face is diamond as far as facial guidelines go, she has a slim face with nice sculpted cheekbones and jaw, they’re rounded and play towards her flirty feminine look. Her cheeks hold a peachy pink hue and a naturally contoured look. Her facial proportions are symmetrical and even, the only thing that’s off is her nose bridge which is slightly crooked. Her lips are plump and full with a defined cupid's bow, cupid himself wishes his bow looked that nice. They are smooth, have little to no wrinkles disturb the surface, and are a pinky-grey color from being cold all the time. Her nose is small and refined, with a slight tilt to its bridge but the freckles tend to hide that imperfection with ease. Salem’s eyes hold an unrefined beauty to it, they look like a sunset had been bottled up, shaken, and then put back in as the color they are now. They are downturned and almost an unnatural yellow-amber color that is breathtaking, they burn with passion like wood in a bonfire. The right eye holds a slight pigment mutation that makes the bottom of her eye a bright oceanic blue. When in direct sunlight, her eyes hold a candle to liquid gold. Not only are her eyes the highlight of her face but her eyelashes add definition and personality to them. They are plush and curly giving her eyes the tenacity of a cat’s gaze when searching for prey. Her eyebrows are what make her moods easy to conceive though. They are thick and angled in a medium arch to give her expression a certain ferocity that could shake a man to his core. Salem’s hair is in a looser coil shape that’s most likely up in a high ponytail but the kind that is super poofy and pretty, she uses gel and what not to keep the baby hairs from flying and lays her edges most days. However, there are a select few days that Salem puts in the effort to style her hair down. When that happens, it’s usually flipped and reaches just above the shoulders. Salem’s hair is primarily a dark maple brown with natural caramel highlights to accentuate those beautiful coils of hers. Within some of these coils are smaller braids and when her hair is down, she adds small beads and hair jewelry just to mix things up. She is often found in a black, square-necked blouse with frilly black lace to accentuate the ending of the sleeve. The neckline of the blouse is low enough that some of her cleavage is showing. This is paired with a dark brown leather corset belt that's laced in the front with a thin black layered skirt underneath, it reaches all the way down to her feet. Underneath this skirt, you will find a silver-colored dagger with gold filagree accentuations on the handle, attached to her thigh with a garter belt. She wears heeled black cloth boots for added height, these boots lace up for a tight fit. To top all of this off, she has a dark brown cloak with mixed brown-grey fur to accentuate the rim of the hood. The cloak clip is a golden fox with its snout on one side of the cloak and the tail on the other, the fox is bent in a way that nearly makes a circle with its snout and tail in close proximity. The back of this cloak clip is small spindles with fasteners to make sure the cloak stays closed. Personality: Salem feels her way through life with creativity. She finds that when she is lost on something that sketching it out or writing it down helps her resolve whatever is troubling her. Her mind is brilliant and full of color. When you get Salem going on the ideas running through her head, it’s hard to stop her. Her face lights up at any sign of art. One could say it’s what she lives for. It’s hard to imagine her without her creative side since it makes up so much of her personality. She’s bubbly and charismatic. She could easily carry a conversation and bring it to life. Her affection and adoration are adorably simple and benevolent. It would take someone awful to hate her. She could really light up the room with her ideas and giggle. Salem when smitten, ah she can be so cute but so klutzy and overall just very kooky in nature. She’s silly and tries so hard to be liked that she often ends up saying something all awkwardly. Her face may also turn into a certain knockoff of a popular novel, “50 shades of tomato red”. Don’t tell her that though, or you might just see the steam blow from her ears from the embarrassment. Salem, though so sweet and patient, is also mindful and pragmatic. She takes her time with decisions and makes sure she considers all of the possibilities. She is often alert and careful with the words she uses in casual conversation. She is often looked at as sincere and rational. For example, if you were to ask something about her, she carefully selects the knowledge she reveals to you but says it with particular politeness that her words wouldn’t suggest that she had anything to hide. Her words are warm and offer no sly remarks, she offers a certain sweet tone to those around her. She is good with her words, she finds it easy to control the feeling in the room or sway someone's opinion. She wasn’t born with her silky tongue though. She had to figure it out herself through dozens of experiences. She does, however, have a temper. She tries to disguise it and cover it up with her general behavior but depending on the trigger, she can get very upset. Salem may also be very sassy, this only tends to happen with people she really likes or people she really doesn’t. It’s easy to tell the difference between her playful sassiness and her overall discontentment with someone though. She’ll often end up being harsher than need be with someone she has a general distaste for. When she wants to get her point across, she’ll certainly get there…. And then some. She does have morality though and often feels guilty or ashamed of her reactions. This may have to do with how she was raised and the environment she was forced to grow up in. Salem, though still young, has lived quite a bit of life. More than most some would say. She has been dealt a bad hand in most people's opinions. She grew up around constant violence and she never stayed in any home for too long. She never had the chance to get familiar with anyone or anything. Her mother’s choices in lovers were often atrocious and she was introduced to many that treated her wrong. It would take a few dozen hands to count how many bad nights she endured because of her mother's taste in men. Though she hates to admit it, and rarely talks about it, she has gone through many kinds of trauma. Not that she would share it with any newcomer. She’s only ever talked about it with one person and that person isn’t around anymore.
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Ashkylnn "Ashi/Shkla" Nikolaeva Age
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Bisexual, hetero-leaning Height/Weight
5ft 9in (175.3cm) / 157.4lb (71.4 kg) Species
Fae Talents and Skills Physical Strength - Not to the point of other supernaturals, but Ashklynn's body is a little stronger than typical Fae. Includes heightened endurance, speed, and agility
Mental Strength - Ashi is very smart, so much that she enjoys challenges thrown her way. Includes creativity, mindfulness, and perseverance.
Emotional Strength - Ash is somewhat in tune with the emotions of those around her, and she is able to stabilize her own emotions, though it did take some practice and constant mediation.
Magical Abilities - Ash comes from a line of Nature Fae, which means being able to communicate with both plants and wildlife, as well as influence them (not manipulate).
Training - Ashklynn is highly proficient in using the longsword, as well as a bow. She is able to wield daggers, maces, and spears, but not as fluidly. She is also capable of hand-to-hand combat, though her skills could use a lot of work. Human Appearance Ashklynn's human form is stunning but rather simple. Softly shaped face and ivory skin, lightly painted with freckles, Ashi is lovely. Her orange-brown eyes are a little unusual, but they sit upon high cheekbones. She has a button nose, straight eyebrows, and perfectly full lips set in a near-constant smirk. Ashi's body is in top shape - Ashklynn can typically be found wearing Other Form Appearance(s) Contrary to her human form, Ashklynn's Fae appearance tends to be a bit of a shock. Personality TBD Backstory TBD Affiliations TBD ~Optional~ Pet Yes - Maine Coons (F) named Pandora and Nala and Maine Coon (M) named Valentine. Weapon(s) Longsword, bow, and arrows. Owns a wagon Yes Other TBD |
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