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  • ☾ .:✶:. ☽ Laima

    ❝When you can't walk on the bright side, I'll sit with you in the dark.❞

    PRIMORDIAL -

    FULL NAME.  Laima Vesna Eirene

    ➸ nicknames. Lucky, Duck

    GENDER. Female

    ➸ pronouns. She/her

    SEXUALITY. Bi-curious

    AGE. 18 yrs

    RANK. hunter

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    HUMAN PHYSICAL -

    APPEARANCE.

    ➸ build. Lean, much like her wolf form. Much of her weight comes from her hips.

    ➸ accessories. Rounded glasses and a few necklaces

    ➸ tattoos. none

    ➸ markings. none

    ➸ scars. A few on her upper arms

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    WOLF PHYSICAL -

    APPEARANCE. Tall, lithe, black wolf with brown eyes and big ears

    image. refff reff

    build. Lithe body coupled with long legs make her very agile

    markings. none

    scars. A few on her upper arms

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    PSYCHOLOGICAL -

    PERSONALITY. Laima is best known for being a radical optimist who won't take no for an answer. She prides herself on being very open, even if this results in a bit of backlash now and again. She is a very warm person, always trying to better this or that for the pack, her mind working faster than she can keep up with. She tends to do most of her thinking in motion. As such, Laima is always moving. Her mouth usally traces invisible words while her ears dance to a tune while she thinks or is hunting. She's never in one place for long. She simply doesn't have time. She doesn't have anytime for sugar-coating her words, either. She prefers to cut right to the chase, anything else just wastes precious seconds. Laima believes with her very core that anything you do that doesn't benefit the pack is wrong, and mustn't be allowed. Due to this she does have some...esteem issues-not that she'll ever talk about them though. Laima keeps to a lighter mindset, one very reminiscent of the saying 'every locked door has a key'. If a tense situation arises, Laima is the first to crack a smile and lift everyone's spirits.

    ➸ positive traits. Quite, clever, friendly, generous

    ➸ neutral traits. Stubborn, optimistic, enjoys puzzles, talkative, crude sense of humor

    ➸ negative traits. Blunt, bottles emotions, judgemental, nosy

    LIKES. Birds, rain, the cold, snow!, the stars, clouds, rolling in the grass, mazes, books

    DISLIKES. Snakes, fish, really hot days, math, electronics, sodas, loud sounds, bats

    DREAMS. To make the pack better and safer for everyone

    FEARS. Putting in a position where everyone's lives depended on her

    STRONGEST SKILL. Running away and thinking on her feet

    WEAKEST SKILL. Handling conflict

    PET PEEVES. Hot sunny days and people who 'live to please', and people who throw the words 'monster' or 'abomination' around.

    HABITS/ADDICTIONS. Addicted to sweet things-candy, tea, you name it!

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    PERSONAL -

    HISTORY. Laima was born to a single mother with out a father in Georgia. Being father-less never bothered Laima though, as her mother raised her well and talking about her father wasn't a real issue for either of the girls. Laimia's mother though was not OK with finding out her daughter was a 'monster'. Laima was immediately ashamed and promised never to transform into a wolf-though she knew it couldn't be helped. Laima's mother, thankfully, let Laima stay in the house- but their relationship was never the same. Since the age of 16 Laima's mother treated Laima like an adult. One who was expected to work for her rent and put food on her own table. So, Laima did. She started working small gigs and lawn-mowing services while working as a bagger at a local HEB. Everything was fine for a while. That is, until Laima's mother started bringing men home. With a revolving door of men, Laima began to think of her own dad that she knew little about. She realised that if her mother wasn't a werewolf, her father had to be. That night, she set out with a large sum of money, snacks from the pantry and a few good books and headed out to find her father's pack.

    FAMILY. Erja Eirene (mother) Aabraham Aaron (father)

    ➸ friends. open to plotting!

    ➸ enemies. open to plotting!

    RELATIONSHIP STATUS. Not taken

    ➸ crush. open to plotting!

    ➸ boyfriend/girlfriend.open to plotting!

    ➸ spouse. open to plotting!

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    PORTRAYAL -

    THEME SONG(S). Whatever it takes Imagine Dragons

    RANDOM FACTS. Purses her lips when frustrated and she deeply hates the feel of leather

    FACECLAIM. michelle moe

    OTHER.

    ❣️Pups of all are to be protected, even if they are not from our pack. They are the future of all wolves.

    ❣️Don't let these rules scare you off. I'm actually very easy going and understand that low muse and life happens.


    I'm having issues with the picture, so putting it here incase!

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    BEHIND THE WOLF -

    USERNAME. Keeekeeey

    WHAT WE SHOULD CALL YOU. Kia or Keeks is just fine! c:!

    USUAL MUSE. (8/10)

    USUAL ACTIVITY. (7/10)

    ROLEPLAY SAMPLE. Is hunter a high rank? If so


    Vadoma sighed, stepping back from her work, unsure if the captain was there or not anymore. She was done counting the mechanical traps of death and daggers. Vadoma had originally tried to write the total number of weapons but due to a lack of anything to write on, Vadoma had elected to keep it all in her head. Might be better that way, she thought. Then again, easier for something to go missing. The thought seemed to make the key to the armory, which she had ties around her neck with a strong piece of rope and hidden underneath her shirt, grow heavy on her chest.

    “I have confidence in your abilities,” The captain's words ricocheted around her head. Alone now, Vadoma allowed her face to twist into a scowl, her eyes losing their friendly shine and becoming darker. Anger fought in Vadoma's chest again, painfully hot now. She could feel it clawing at her throat, begging her to scream and shout like she had back in the jail cell. Vadoma resisted. She was here now. Partially free. She could not allow rage to become her undoing, especially not now. With both Setsuna and the captain giving her help advice, while nice if not given the situation, it was clear that Vadoma was seen, at least by them, lower on the pecking order. The captain, while infuriating, Vadoma understood. She was the captain, everyone was lower than her. But the case was different with Setsuna. Vadoma felt her stomach tighten, partially because of rage, and partially because the ship wobbled beneath her feet. Suddenly, Vadoma's rage subsided, replaced with something more painful and imminent.

    She remembered the feeling from her days with her mother. Vadoma had been dared to eat a flower, which she did. The flower had been so good, and Vadoma's hunger so fierce that Vadoma ate many more. That night, Vadoma could not sleep due to a fiery throat so intense Vadoma was convinced she would start breathing fire. The elders in the village had given her more plants and privacy to help her, but unfortunately right now their were no plants to help, and Vadoma feared, no privacy.

    Her eyes darted around the room, immediately dreading running up the stairs to lean over the ocean. She saw boxes, yes, and a messy floor she would have to clean up later, and barrels full of black dust. Nothing to throw up in. Vadoma stumbled, turning around while fighting to keep her mouth closed. Maybe she could fake being calm and go to a part of the deck alone? With a quick sweeping glace around the hallway, Vadoma decided it was the best choice. Momentarily forgetting about the others in the surrounding rooms, Vadoma fled up the stairs. She forced herself to pause at the top to try and calm her actions before starting a brisk walk to the head of the ship.

    As soon as she arrived at the head, successfully drawing minor attention to herself she hoped, Vadoma gripped the edge of the rail with one hand and attempted to grab her hair with the other while doing what she needed to do.



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    The post was edited 2 times, last by Keeekeeey: Done! ().

  • Keeekeeey Thank you so much for checking out our thread~ Laima is accepted.


    But I must let you know that we are currently trying to find some inactive players so it's a bit slow at the moment. However, we plan to get this back and running soon as we all love this thread very much~

  • Changes That Have Been Made

    • Jeremiah has been made Alpha Male
    • Loren has been made Alpha Female
    • Evangeline has been made Beta Female
    • Laima has joined us as a new Hunter
    • The Death of the previous Alpha Male and Gamma have been updated in the plots of the roleplay thread
    • Current high rank positions that are now open: Beta Male, Gamma, Delta Male, and Delta Female

  • The_Regalia OMG OMG OMG!! I love Zale, and now fragile Morgan has someone crushing on her!!!! :D:D My night has litterally been filled with nothing but Probability and Statistic math problems for the last 6 hours so this made me soooooo happy!!!


    Just let me know when Luca is finished and I'll add everything in~