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Character list has been updated.
I may have messed things up, so please let me know if your character is in the wrong spot/role, and let me know if an accepted character isn't listed! I'm super forgetful sometimes :'D
Note: any reserved roles that have not had any updates in 48+ hours may no longer be reserved. please message me if you need more time!
Note #2: if you want to reserve a role, please be sure to explicity state what you want to reserve! That way I can reserve the role for ya. |
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✯ Vincent Simon Leone ✯
"Vin" ⋆ "Vinny" ⋆ "Vince"
Vampire ⋆ Coven member ⋆ 42 (turned at 22) ⋆ Pansexual ⋆ Single
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Personality: Before his near death experience, Vincent was a rather... obnoxious man. Energetic with zero filters whenever he spoke. He wasn't a dick to other people, per say, but he wasn't necessarily the most empathetic person. He simply just wasn't raised in a household that fostered an empathetic and kind view to others. While he was significantly less problematic than his parents and his brother, he certainly wasn't a saint. Thankfully, he did manage to change. Though it was unfortunately after his near death experience on his twenty-second birthday. Being on the verge of death really made him think about his life. If he was to die that night, he wouldn't have died proud of himself or the life he lived. While he certainly despises what happened to him that night, he is thankful that something caused him to revaluate himself. The change was pretty drastic, and occurred damn near instantaneously.
After the attack, Vincent has adopted a much softer heart and mind. He has now realized that perhaps he had only ever acted the way he did in his past, due to the irrational fear of how his family would react. He can't see why he had ever been that way, and remembers that there were so many moments in his life where he did broken through that dark veil, and how whenever that happened, there were... consequences. Vincent used to be a man who could take any insult with a grain of salt, maybe with the rare flare of anger, but now? Vince doesn't fare well if he's yelled at, and especially doesn't take insults lightly. In fact, they hurt him quite a bit. He's more sensitive nowadays, especially as he battles his own self hatred and self disgust. Feelings of which only ever made themselves known after the attack all those years ago. He'll easily blame himself for things, even if he knows damn well that he didn't do anything wrong, and any tiny slip up he makes can make him retreat into himself, which typically leads to him either running off until he gathers himself, or he'll just hole up in his room until he feels better. He does that mainly to avoid spiraling into a panic attack and to calm his nerves, because fuck being anxious and fuck being nervous. He has been working on himself, so he doesn't frequently have to hide away or leave. It more so only happens now if he's already wound up from something or if whatever happens is truly too much for him to handle all at once.
Although Vince cannot talk, at least... not yet, he does make light of his situation. Both as a way to distract himself and as a way to try to make himself move on- because he'd rather not be stuck thinking about how a werewolf damn near took his life. Those close to Vincent are usually the only people he'll tolerate making fun of him or poking fun at him if he makes an odd sound or if he messes up when he's trying to sign to them. With that being said, Vincent is absolutely clingy. If you've managed to befriend him, he'll practically follow you around like a lost duckling, or he'll make a point to be in the vicinity of you. This is a mixture of never having anyone close to him prior to the attack and how lonely it can be to not have the ability to talk like everyone else. Vin can also be quite... needy. He won't beg for attention, but if you are close enough to him, he will make it a point to huff and puff or stare with big ol' puppy eyes, if he wants a hug or some kind of platonic touch. He values platonic cuddles more than anything else. Needless to say, he's definitely touch starved. There's no way to sugarcoat that. Though he definitely will try to deny it until he's gotten really close to someone. (mans don't wanna scare away future friends by bein' clingy and cuddly)
While he may not seem like the best fit to be in a coven, Vincent does anything he's told to do. If he gets told to clean, he'll clean. Cook? He can cook. Dishes? He'll do them, but lord have mercy- if he feels nasty food gunk at the bottom he will walk away from the task. Whenever he is performing a task, he's quite dedicated and determined. He'll make sure it gets done and he will try his hardest to make sure he gets things done as fast as he can. On occasion, Vince can be dramatic when he does his task, whether it's excessive signing- random hand movements (because he couldn't care about forming proper words), or even something as simple as him sticking his tongue out or exaggerating how teneous the task is. Nevertheless, he still does his tasks. So the coven has nothing to worry about there. Just please.... please... don't ask him to go be a social bug with other vampires or even the werewolves. The mans can't talk (yet). It'd be a disaster for everyone unless somehow they know sign language. Vince also uhh, wouldn't opt to do anything involving werewolves. His near death experiment pretty much solidified his fear of them. Yes, fear. He doesn't hate them, which that alone baffles him- because how could you not hate the damn beasts after they sent a lackey to kill you?
Appearance: wip
Likes: Cool weather, carrot cake (and any cake... buut carrot is his favorite), dark soda/pop, energy drinks, trail mix, garlic bread (haha), ice cream (dutch chocolate is his favorite flavor), raw vegetables + ranch (doesn't favor cooked veggies), lemon/lime salt, and candles.
Dislikes: Hot weather, coffee, tea, sugar free soda/pop & energy drinks, seafood, strawberry ice cream, yogurt, pears, gummy/taffy candy, and frozen meals.
Hobbies: Sketching (never colors what he sketches), reading (mainly crime/thriller/horror), photography (specifically with a polaroid), and sometimes he engages sits down to make some pottery.
Bad habits: Vaping (yes, he's a nic addict, sue him), severe procrastination, picking at his cuticles, negative self-talk, staying up all day/night (small naps throughout the day, never fully getting more than three hours of sleep a day), and cracking his bones/joints (not necessarily bad... buut he has been told that it's annoying and on every now and then he gets told it's disturbing).
Other: Vincent is mute. The night he was turned he was attacked by a beast. He knows now that it was a werewolf, one sent to slay a newly turned vampire before it could cause any bloodshed. Unlucky for him, he was the newblood that the wolf was sent to kill. The werewolf almost succeeded. Despite being a vampire, the transformation from human to vampire wasn't quite complete when he was attacked. The healing factor that vampires have hadn't quite kicked in at that moment, and when his body finally did decide to heal... it didn't completely undo the damage to his vocal chords. Trauma plays a big part into his muteness. While he hasn't talked since that night twenty years ago, he definitely could find his voice again. Right now, he's lost in his head. He doesn't quite believe that he can talk again. While his body has healed, the fact that it didn't completely undo the damage is well known to him. He can feel the subtle difference. He can tell not everything was fixed by the way small unintelligble sounds can come from his mouth, more so the fact that he can tell that if he could talk again, that his voice would be different from the last time he spoke (a couple octaves deeper w/ a roughness around the edges. A rasp, but not one that's super displeasing).
Feel free to message me if you'd like our characters to be friends, etc. I'm always open to any little plots and stuff involving him!
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Voxtexy said:
Basic info for werewolves: - They're more like wolf shifters. They turn into a wolf that stands taller than a normal wolf's height by 5-8 inches.
- They can control when they shift... for the most part. Strong emotions/feelings can force them to shift against their will.
- When in wolf form, they are aware/conscious of what they do. Sometimes a werewolf struggles to hold onto the 'wheel' meaning they can act feral. In that case, it's likely that the human and wolf part within them haven't fully become one, meaning there's basically two people in one mind.
- They have the basics; superhuman strength, enhanced speed, heightend senses, and pack telepathy (in their human and wolf form)
Just a reminder! Werewolves aren't as big (nor bigger) than the werewolves featured in the Twilight Saga series. They're only 5-8 inches taller than the average wolf, perhaps a little taller than that (I'd say no more than 12 inches taller than the normal wolf). |
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Tatumn May Rhodes Age: 19 Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf
Rank/role: Loner
Personality:
Tatumn was just like any other nineteen year old girl who had just graduated high school and was excited to start a new adventure as a college freshman. Things had been going great, she had trained all summer for her college's cross country team she had been recruited for and even hit a personal record for her 5K. Sure, she hadn't spoken to her small group of friends in a few weeks, but figured they'd understand that she had to focus and prepare for her future. It was her dream to one day compete as an Olympic runner. Her adoptive parents had always been supportive of her dreams. They fought to let her join the cross country and track teams of a bigger neighboring school so she'd have a better chance of succeeding and better competition.
She loved her adopted parents, they were the ones who had raised her since she was two years old. She trusted them explicitly. So when she was 10 and had started having some troubling anxiety attacks as well as some trouble with temper tantrums they helped her get a prescription for an anti-anxiety medication through their local pharmacy. Tatumn had been taking it every day since then and hadn't had much issue until recently. Tatumn had been so busy training and studying that she began to forget to take her medication.
When she realized she forgot to take it three days in a row, she shrugged it off and figured she had outgrown her childhood anxiety disorder and flushed the rest down the toilet. Later that day while three miles into her run she began experiencing a sudden migraine that made her drop to her knees and hit her head. When she came to, she was miles away in the forest far from town all covered in dirt and blood. A half eaten rabbit carcass lay a few feet away. She's been left reeling, trying to figure out how she hadn't known what she was until now. She's not sure she can return to her family, every time she thinks about seeing her parents her fear bubbles up and the next thing she knows, she's sprouted fur and is on all fours.
defining traits Ambitious: Tatumn usually knows what she wants and she works for it. Coming from a small town has really helped embue her with the meaning of hard work and the richness you feel when it's done. It's a feeling a she chases after.
Energetic: Absolute boundless energy in a small package. She hates to sit still and feels like she always has to get her morning run out of the way in order to really feel like she can focus on anything else. Even then, her leg is bouncing a mile a minute. Compassionate: Tatum has always been a kind friend, though not always empathetic. She's great at telling when someone else has upset another person, but not when she upsets someone else.
Open-book: Her emotions have always been plastered all over her face, whether she likes it or not. Her adoptive mom had always told her: how can your mouth lie so easy when your face can't even keep up? She also has a hard time with just blurting things out before her brain can think 'em through. She's lost a few aquaintences over that charming ability. pragmatic//impulsive//responsible
Appearance: Tatumn is lean and atheltic with lots of lean muscle and little to no curve, thanks to her strict training regimen. She's a bit taller than most girls her age, standing at about 5'10. She's a beanpole, as her parents call her, and stick-thin. She's mostly all limbs and legs and is a bit insecure of how thin and tall she is compared to her friends.
Tatumn has a slightly rounded face and small, pointy chin. She has a small nose and wide, downturned chocolate brown eyes. Her hair falls to just above mid back and is a warm, honey blonde with sun-bleached highlights. She hates getting her hair cut, even though it's a hassle to braid or put up for running, or doing just about anything.
She's not super into beauty or fashion but takes pride that her wide, brown eyes are quite pretty and considers them her best physical feature. Though she doesn't often wear makeup, she does like to curl her thick eye lashes and swipe on some mascara as it helps draw more attention to her eyes.
Wolf Form
True to her human physique, Tatumn's canid form is also quite tall and lanky. Her legs are long and agile with proportionate looking paws. Her body is still thin, but still holds her lean muscle. Her fur is just darker than her human hair, in hues of light gold to golden brown and white underfur. She stands at about 36 inches at the shoulder and weighs a mere 85 lbs. Her muzzle is long and thin with lighter golden blonde coloring around her face which turns darker around her ears. Her eyes are the same, dark chocolate color as her human form. Likes: the colors yellow and pink, reading, running, baking cookies, lighthearted music, autumn and spring, oversized sweaters Dislikes: When people don't say what they mean, winter, being cold,
Relationship status: Single
Sexuality: straight leaning, but open to getting to know anyone
Other: She was adopted at the age of two by her adoptive parents. They didn't know of her werewolf heritage until she was a bit older. They found someone willing to help them keep Tatumn in the dark about her birth family and had her take a pill everyday to keep her from being able to transform or act anything less than human.
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Araceli, Your character is accepted! |
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Ravensrun,
eeee, reserving that for ya now! |
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 (Credit: crowesn picrew)🌙 Age: 24 Gender: Female
Species: Werewolf (natural born)
Rank/role: Pack member
Personality:
At first glance the tall woman may come across ass broody or dangerous and while this may still be true. The second a joke is cracked or someone she cares about comes near her face brightens. Or she cracks a smile. Mosi is a gentle giant at heart. But can still kick your ass. She grew up along side her twin brother and three elder brothers and one younger brother. So she has learned to hold her own. Roughhousing with them and of course the other friends their age in the pack.
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Mosi has a strong sense of leadership but that of a team work standpoint. Taking great pride in helping others when she can.
Appearance:
(Credit: Mother 161425) Mosi Kana'ti is a natural born werewolf. Born to a tightnit Comanche family of werewolves. Mosi is tall about 5'10 with honeyed russet skin marked in a few spots with scars and freckles. Her most prominent scar above her eye. Two claw marks cutting through her eyebrow. Caused by a tussle with her twin brother. One of her five brothers might I add. Her physique is that of true werewolf. Toned and strength rippling just below the surface. Growing up on a private reservation with pretty much all werewolves and handfuls of trusted humans. Many family among them. Safe to be free they would all regularly be flowing between forms. Causing her wolf side to be switched to fairly fluidly. Even if her wolf has a bit of its own wild side. She is well know in the pack to be very comfortable in her wolf form. Crushing many of her friends on the couch with her body.
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Mosi has prominent cheek bones and a strong fine nose. Her almond shaped eyes are of an dark onyx brown that turn to a bright shade of gold when in her wolf form or her wolf is close to the surface. Black angled brows sit above them one pierced with two piercings, the other slashed with two scars. Mosi takes very good care of her hair. The deep black and brown locks hang to her lower back and can be found loose or pulled back in braids and messy buns or put up to sit comfortably in her motorcycles helmet.  (Credits: On image) Relationship status: Single (dm me about changing this if anyone has ideas ) Sexuality: Demisexual Panromantic (open to poly)
Other: words words words Pet albino python named Califlower |
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Ravensrun,
Your character is accepted!
Character list should be up to date now! Lemme know if I missed anyone's characters, got a name wrong, etc. <3 |
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Summer 
Day Weather: 
Light Rain
