Posts by PartyGhoul

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    [size=7pt]Hello, I couldn't help but look over your thread, Remix, and I saw a few things that need to be brought to your attention.
    With all due respect, this is an advanced board that you're role-playing on and I'm unsure that these posts would be considered advanced.
    To add to that, you're breaking rules.


    Plagiarism.
    It's not hard to see that the song you posted and claimed was one you just made [ "Chris Brown - Look At Me Now (Dubstep Remix)] is not yours.
    Plus the pictures. I apologize if the pictures are really of you, but I highly doubt it.


    Asking for personal information.
    It's against site rules to ask for personal information -- that includes photos -- and if Scarred Insanity doesn't want to release to you pictures of themselves, respect that and stop asking.


    Both of these are serious offenses and, I suggest, if you want to keep from being banned or getting yourself into more trouble than you intended, you should stop.


    Here is a link to the rules so you can refresh your memory.
    click


    I do apologize if any of this came off as rude or derogatory, that was never my intention.[/size]


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    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]**Based on Wolf's Rain, though knowledge of the anime/manga is not needed to participate**


    The world continues to crumble under the watch of humans -- ice and fire ravaging and consuming cities, smoke and disease corrupting the health of every breathing organism. It is borrowed days the people are living on now.


    With the end of the world near, whispers of the Old Legend have sprouted among the crowded inner cities once more. As it states, when the end times come, Paradise will fall upon a land uninhabited, but the entrance to such a place can only be opened by the vigor of wolves and a Lunar Flower. Unfortunately, the last wolf was hunted down two centuries ago, and none of the kind has been seen since. With that knowledge in mind, the Old Legend stirs a moment of hope in humans before it is lost completely and the "fable" is put out of mind.


    [font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]~*~


    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]Communally decided by the High Councils of the few wolf packs to still exist, the canis lupus species has gone in hiding due to the population loss they suffered centuries ago. Each wolf bore from that time on possessed the innate ability to trick the minds of the humans, to cast illusions over themselves to appear human whenever desired. Though an inborn skill, it can falter when a wolf becomes sickly or injured.


    Today, the number of packs are still small due to the new habit of creating underground towns for one large pack to dwell in. Those who have turned away from the pack life are often the ones that live amongst humans in the frozen cities, and either completely infuse their lives with the humans or keep the contact to a minimum. Wolves that are caught out of glamour [the word used to describe the illusion of their human selves] are often killed when in the vicinity of humans because of shock, fear, and sometimes for the sale of pelts, though vendors will often see it as a dog with watered down wolf genes.


    Several wolves from varying backgrounds will come together in untimely circumstances and, whether it be through heaven or hell, they will grow an overbearing need to feast their eyes upon Paradise.[/fancypost]



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    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black][size=8]Human Cities[/size]
    **Along with these major cities, there are small factory cities or villages**


    The Valley of Sins
    • The Land [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x] [x] [x]
    • The Music [x]


    The Cradle of Stars
    A lumber town hidden in a cup of snow-tipped mountains with a loch of still water that chutes stem off of, the largest leading to a waterfall one-hundred feet up. Named for the multitude of stars that can clearly be seen from dusk to dawn.
    • The Land [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x]
    • The Music [x] [x]


    The Jewel of the Bay
    • The Land [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Music [x]


    The Throne of Blood
    • The Land [x] [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x] [x] [x]
    • The Music [x]


    [size=8]Wolf Packs[/size]
    *It should be noted that these are the three largest wolf packs and the ones that have decided to live in underground cities, other wolf packs live in the seclusion of forests*


    Kakos


    Lupin


    Carrion


    [size=8]Other[/size]
    Paradise[/fancypost]



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    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]⋆ Be kind to others.
    ⋆ No powerplaying, godmodding, etc.
    ⋆ Do not create plots without consulting with me -- I don't bite and I will most likely work your idea into the roleplay!
    ⋆ Cursing is allowed, but please do not overdo it.
    ⋆ Make your characters unique! I want a rainbow of personalities so there are deep connections and clashes!
    ⋆ I would prefer if you created two characters -- one male, one female -- but you do not have to.
    ⋆ No more than two characters.
    ⋆ In the other section please answer 'yes' or 'no' if you are alright with your character dying along the journey. If your answer is yes, you are more than welcome to replace the character that gets killed off with a very simple form.
    ⋆ These wolves are a bit larger than average, so they should stand anywhere from 3-5 feet at the withers. Their weight should correspond with the height (250-400 lbs.) unless you specifically want to make your wolf malnourished or plump.
    ⋆ If you would like to be the Lunar Flower that will eventually accompany the wolves, please put 'lunar' in the other section of your form and only create one character.
    ⋆ Your wolf does not have to come from the three listed packs. You can create a smaller pack and give it a name, which will in turn be the birthplace of your wolf.
    ⋆ When it comes to the roleplay, please write at least a paragraph and make sure your post has something others can respond to. I don't want anyone posting all the time with fluff writing!
    ⋆ Ask me anything if you are confused!
    ⋆ Have fun and plot!


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    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]APPLICATION COUNT |
    MALES | 1
    FEMALES | 1


    [font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black][ character name | ♀/♂ | roleplayer ]
    Guilherme Tolino | ♂ | HORRIPILATION
    Kaya Dracke | ♀ | HORRIPILATION[/fancypost]


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    GUILHERME TOLINO

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    the pitbull of the valley of sins

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]NAME |
    Guilherme Tolino
    NICKNAME |
    Due to the difficulty of pronouncing his name, he often goes by his surname -- Tolino
    'The Pitbull of the Valley of Sins' or 'The Pitbull of Sins'
    ↳ He received this alias for his vicious advances in the boxing ring. You'd be hard pressed to find a better fighter than the Pitbull of Sins.
    GENDER |
    Male
    AGE |
    Twenty-three
    BIRTHDATE |
    August 2nd
    BIRTHPLACE |
    Kakos
    CURRENT RESIDENCE |
    The Valley of Sins


    WOLF HEIGHT |
    5'7"
    WOLF WEIGHT |
    418 lbs
    WOLF APPEARANCE |


    HUMAN HEIGHT |
    5'11"
    HUMAN WEIGHT |
    187 lbs.
    HUMAN APPEARANCE |


    PERSONALITY |
    volatile, impetuous, loner, callous towards strangers, loyal to companions/loved ones, headstrong, protective, humorous once he gets to know someone, "lost soul"
    LIKES |
    DISLIKES |


    SEXUALITY |
    Heterosexual
    INFATUATION |
    RELATIONSHIPS |
    KIN |


    HISTORY |


    OTHER |
    faceclaim - Anthony Gastelier[/fancypost]


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    KAYA DRACKE

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    the daughter of tyranny

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]NAME |
    Kaya Rae Dracke
    NICKNAME |
    Though no one has said the name in her presence, she is known as 'The Daughter of Tyranny' among the Carrion wolves and any who know of her family's reign.
    GENDER |
    Female
    AGE |
    Nineteen
    BIRTHDATE |
    October 15th
    BIRTHPLACE |
    Carrion
    CURRENT RESIDENCE |
    Carrion


    WOLF HEIGHT |
    4'8"
    WOLF WEIGHT |
    341 lbs.
    WOLF APPEARANCE |


    HUMAN HEIGHT |
    5'5"
    HUMAN WEIGHT |
    110 lbs.
    HUMAN APPEARANCE |


    PERSONALITY |
    LIKES |
    DISLIKES |


    SEXUALITY |
    Pansexual
    INFATUATION |
    RELATIONSHIPS |
    KIN |


    HISTORY |


    OTHER |
    faceclaim - Anna Christine Speckhart[/fancypost]
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    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]**Based on Wolf's Rain, though knowledge of the anime/manga is not needed to participate**


    The world continues to crumble under the watch of humans -- ice and fire ravaging and consuming cities, smoke and disease corrupting the health of every breathing organism. It is borrowed days the people are living on now.


    With the end of the world near, whispers of the Old Legend have sprouted among the crowded inner cities once more. As it states, when the end times come, Paradise will fall upon a land uninhabited, but the entrance to such a place can only be opened by the vigor of wolves and a Lunar Flower. Unfortunately, the last wolf was hunted down two centuries ago, and none of the kind has been seen since. With that knowledge in mind, the Old Legend stirs a moment of hope in humans before it is lost completely and the "fable" is put out of mind.


    [font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]~*~


    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black]Communally decided by the High Councils of the few wolf packs to still exist, the canis lupus species has gone in hiding due to the population loss they suffered centuries ago. Each wolf bore from that time on possessed the innate ability to trick the minds of the humans, to cast illusions over themselves to appear human whenever desired. Though an inborn skill, it can falter when a wolf becomes sickly or injured.


    Today, the number of packs are still small due to the new habit of creating underground towns for one large pack to dwell in. Those who have turned away from the pack life are often the ones that live amongst humans in the frozen cities, and either completely infuse their lives with the humans or keep the contact to a minimum. Wolves that are caught out of glamour [the word used to describe the illusion of their human selves] are often killed when in the vicinity of humans because of shock, fear, and sometimes for the sale of pelts, though vendors will often see it as a dog with watered down wolf genes.


    Several wolves from varying backgrounds will come together in untimely circumstances and, whether it be through heaven or hell, they will grow an overbearing need to feast their eyes upon Paradise.[/fancypost]



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    [justify][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black][size=8]Human Cities[/size]
    **Along with these major cities, there are small factory cities or villages**


    The Valley of Sins
    The slums of the major cities. Housing is built from scrap metal and rotted wood, clothes are merely sewn from several tattered cloths into one piece, and the majority of food is scavenged from the trash. With dirt and smoke clogging its air, there is no real attraction to this city, however, those who are unable to support themselves are often forced to live here. Boxing and cage fighting has become a pastime that most, if not all, of the male population -- and a good chunk of the female population -- have taken part in. The city uses the exceptional fighters to coax visitors to matches for spurts of revenue. The city received its name from the sinful nature of its inhabitants. There are no boundaries or morals for them, and it is not uncommon to see used drug supplies or prostitutes lying in the streets.
    • The Land [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x] [x] [x]
    • The Music [x] [x]


    The Cradle of Stars
    A lumber town hidden in a cup of snow-tipped mountains with a loch of still water that chutes stem off of, the largest leading to a waterfall one-hundred feet up. Named for the multitude of stars that can clearly be seen from dusk to dawn.
    • The Land [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x]
    • The Music [x] [x]


    The Jewel of the Bay
    A land of agricultural wealth and well off inhabitants. The people are shockingly different than that of any other city with their odd and extravagant fashion habits, including the common pink hair feather wrapped body. The world's oldest buildings reside here, and it seems that the people are so taken by them that they prefer to live the lives of kings and queens rather than modern upper class. There is never a night without celebration, may it be a lavish ball or a divine feast.
    • The Land [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Music [x] [x]


    The Throne of Blood
    Like the Valley of Sins, the Throne of Blood is extremely urban, however, its citizens are middle and upper class. The President works from this capital city, approving tests that could give the world a second wind (or choke it). Because of this, the areas is encased in an impregnable dome with no entrances unguarded.
    • The Land [x] [x] [x]
    • The People & The Fashion [x] [x] [x] [x] [x]
    • The Structures [x] [x] [x]
    • The Music [x] [x]


    [size=8]Wolf Packs[/size]
    *It should be noted that these are the three largest wolf packs and the ones that have decided to live in underground cities, other wolf packs live in the seclusion of forests*


    Kakos [x] [x] [x]
    The poorest, and smallest, wolf pack. They reside in an abandoned human town in the snow covered mountains. Those who survive to adulthood are usually scrawny (though that aspect is hard to tell as their coats are thicker than average) and of savage nature when wealth and prosperity is presented to them. Even amongst their own pack, hostility can grow high.


    Lupin [x] [x] [x]
    Lupin is one of the last packs that practice the old religion of wolves. They have adopted the human lifestyle, but only build with/use natural resources that won't harm the environment. Spiritually, they are the closest to their ancestors.


    Carrion [x] [x]
    The largest pack known to date, and the first to begin life underground. Several years after they settled underground, a decision the Alphas and their Council made dissatisfied a handful of wolves. Titus Dracke I stepped up and led those wolves, eventually overthrowing the Alphas and taking his place as the tyrant of the pack. The wolves have learned to live under the strict rulers, becoming more militant than family, however there is always talk of assassinating the Dracke family so they might breathe freely once more.


    [size=8]Other[/size]
    Paradise
    A place that arises only when the end of the world is near. Its location is unknown, however, it is said that Lunar Flowers have a distinct ability to track the mysterious haven, thus being the only ones who know how to find it. There are times when a wolf is close to death that Paradise will allow the dying a glimpse of the oasis, if only for peace of mind. Humans know of it, but will rarely ever try to seek it out.[/fancypost]



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    [align=center][font=georgia][size=7pt][color=black][ character name | ♀/♂ | roleplayer ]
    Guilherme Tolino | ♂ | Rae
    Kaya Dracke | ♀ | Rae
    Nevada Chandra | ♀ | Cal
    Jackson Merrick | ♂ | Cal
    Prometheus Dolus | ♂ | Eri
    Aiyanna Kateri | ♀ | Eri
    Kai [x] | ♂ | All
    Mavros [x] [x] | ♂ | All[/fancypost]



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    GUILHERME TOLINO

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    the pitbull of the valley of sins

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia][size=7pt]NAME |
    Guilherme Tolino
    NICKNAME |
    Due to the difficulty of pronouncing his name, he often goes by his surname -- Tolino
    'The Pitbull of the Valley of Sins' or 'The Pitbull of Sins'
    ↳ He received this alias for his vicious advances in the boxing ring. You'd be hard pressed to find a better fighter than the Pitbull of Sins.
    GENDER |
    Male
    AGE |
    Twenty-three
    BIRTHDATE |
    August 2nd
    BIRTHPLACE |
    Kakos
    CURRENT RESIDENCE |
    The Valley of Sins


    WOLF HEIGHT |
    5'7"
    WOLF WEIGHT |
    418 lbs
    WOLF APPEARANCE |
    russet fur, golden eyes, stocky build, naturally crude expression, large paws, slightly longer than average tail


    HUMAN HEIGHT |
    5'10"
    HUMAN WEIGHT |
    187 lbs.
    HUMAN APPEARANCE |
    messy dark brown hair, hard features, muscular build, hazel-green eyes


    PERSONALITY |
    volatile, impetuous, loner, callous towards strangers, loyal to companions/loved ones, headstrong, protective, humorous once he gets to know someone, "lost soul"
    LIKES |
    DISLIKES |


    INFATUATION |
    will be Aiyanna Kateri
    RELATIONSHIPS |
    To be determined
    KIN |
    Mia Rodríguez [mother] [x] [deceased]
    Jaden Tolino [father] [x] [deceased]
    Michael Jones [adoptive father] [x] in the Valley of Sins


    HISTORY |
    Parents moved from Kakos to the Valley of Sins in hopes of giving Tolino a better life when he was five. They fell ill from the journey and became bedridden for the next year. A friend they had in the city that made the move from Kakos several years back took on Tolino as his son when they passed. Michael owned a small training center for boxing/cagefighting and trained Tolino as he grew older.


    OTHER |
    faceclaim - Anthony Gastelier[/fancypost]






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    KAYA DRACKE

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    the daughter of tyranny

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    [fancypost bgcolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 450px][justify][font=georgia][size=7pt]NAME |
    Kaya Rae Dracke
    NICKNAME |
    Though no one has said the name in her presence, she is known as 'The Daughter of Tyranny' among the Carrion wolves and any who know of her family's reign.
    GENDER |
    Female
    AGE |
    Nineteen
    BIRTHDATE |
    October 15th
    BIRTHPLACE |
    Carrion
    CURRENT RESIDENCE |
    The Throne of Blood


    WOLF HEIGHT |
    4'8"
    WOLF WEIGHT |
    341 lbs.
    WOLF APPEARANCE |
    charcoal fur with a brown dusting and silver streaks, piercing amber eyes, medium build, agile and muscular, sharp features


    HUMAN HEIGHT |
    5'5"
    HUMAN WEIGHT |
    110 lbs.
    HUMAN APPEARANCE |
    dark brown hair, silvery-blue eyes, slender build, sharp features


    PERSONALITY |
    quiet, tactical, feels entitled most of the time (though she's working on dampening that), protective, secretive, selfish, headstrong, does not trust easily, independent, always on edge, will not hesitate to defend herself
    LIKES |
    DISLIKES |


    INFATUATION |
    will be Jackson Merrick
    RELATIONSHIPS |
    To be determined
    KIN |
    Melisandre Houten [mother] [x] in Carrion
    Titus Dracke II [father] [x] in Carrion
    Titus Dracke III [older brother] [x] in Carrion
    Noel Dracke [younger sister] [x] in Carrion


    HISTORY |
    Grew up spoiled. She received everything she desired and no one could so much as whisper anything bad about her. Mother kept her and her sister sheltered from the atrocities her father commanded. Her brother began learning how to rule at the age of ten (he is 7 years her elder). She witnessed how cruel her family's rule is when she was seventeen and decided to move away to the Throne of Blood in secret. There is a bounty for her safe return to her family, though some that have escaped the Carrion would much rather slit her throat to avenge the loved ones they lost to the Drackes.


    OTHER |
    faceclaim - Anna Christine Speckhart[/fancypost]



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    At The Throne of Blood | With Michael Jones
    [size=7pt]A fist hit the mouth:
    knuckles of gun-metal
    driven by an electric wrist and shoulder.

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    "Guilhereme!" Michael snapped his calloused fingers at the base of Tolino's nose, the cigarette pinched between his lips muffling his shout. Smoke seeped from the crack of his mouth and the swirl of his nostrils, floating up until it was forced to spread against the ceiling. Tolino frowned at the bitter scent, tasting it through smell. He couldn't fathom how Michael could stand the putrid sticks. "We've not trained all these years for you to lose your nerves at the King's Tournament." Michael took the stub of paper and leaves from his mouth and tossed it to the cement ground, snuffing it with the heel of his boot.
    "I'm not nervous." Tolino focused on finishing his wraps, realizing he had done them completely wrong while his mind had been drifting. He hoped Michael hadn't noticed.





    But of course he did.




    The older man snorted, unwrapping the white linen with a swift movement before re-wrapping it himself. "Nervous or not, stay focused. Conserve your energy. Take the shot only when you see--"
    "I know, Michael." Tolino snapped unintentionally, regretting it instantly. The older man nodded bitterly, pulling another cigarette from his pocket along with a lighter before making his way out of the room. "Give 'em hell, kid." He wished him luck, though with less enthusiasm and pride as usual.
    "Michael..." He called for his mentor, regret obvious in his voice. Michael dismissed him with a wave of the hand as he disappeared from the room.





    After the match.
    After the match he would be sure to apologize.





    It seemed that the entire world was dropped in tar the minute he stepped into the ring. The shouts from the crowd deepened and slowed, and it took him twice as long to reach his corner of the cage -- either he was walking slower or the Throne's mat was larger than the ones in Sins. He could hear the rasp of his breath over the crowd, which had become background noise, the vibration of muscles constricting and expanding to push out and suck in air. The lights were brighter, as if it was the first time he had been exposed to the flares.




    He stretched his fingers, though the gloves and the wraps on his hands limited that. As his opponent entered the cage and the announcers began to speak, their voices nothing more than white noise. In the amount of time they spoke, Tolino caught a scent he did not expect: the scent of a wolf that was not Michael.




    The bell rang loud and true, seemingly the only antidote to the molasses speed the world had previously been wadding through. Time sped up just as his opponent locked his shoulder back to build force in a punch, and the idle stare Tolino had been inhabiting broke. His head ripped to the side, the other man's fist scraping the skin of his ear before jabbing at the air over his shoulder. Tolino's left elbow shot to the man's ribs, cracking against the bones painfully. He clenched his teeth and Guilherme slid away smoothly, arm shaking once, twice to relieve a shot of pain.




    Two rounds later and his knuckles and legs were throbbing, his bottom lip and the bridge of his nose cracked and dribbling blood. The other man had a broken nose, blood gushing down to stain the mat beneath their feet, and an eye that was already swelling and bruising. Both were growing tired, though Tolino would keep going until the ref had to drag him from the ring, if that's what it took.




    He was going in for another blow -- hopefully the last -- when a ringing scream pierced through the air, making him drop to his knees and shield his ears with his gloved hands. His forehead was pressed to the mat as he writhed under the piercing sound, lips parted to show clenched teeth as small growls crawled up his throat. He needed to focus. He could feel his glamour faltering, and he needed to get a hold of it.




    ~*~




    "What the f[size=1pt].[/size]uck was that out there, Tolino?" Michael stayed on his heels as he walked back to the locker room, the rage in his voice palpable. "All these years we've spent training, and you decide to give up? Just buckle your knees and wait until the time runs out?" He gripped his bloodied shoulder, spinning him around so they were looking at each other eye to eye.
    "I didn't give up." Tolino replied, everything about him distant and preoccupied. He screwed up his face. "Did you hear the scream, Michael? It was like... nails on a chalkboard."
    Michael stared at him as if he was speaking an incomprehensible language. "Yeah, I heard it, but that was probably just the crowd, Tolino. The point is, you through away your shot at something bigger than the Sins! You know better than to let background noise affect your performance, but you made a goddamn rookie move and let a shriek affect you!" Michael was practically shouting at the top of his lungs by the end of his response. He opened his mouth to continue, but decided on pinching the bridge of his nose and trying to calm himself.





    "That was no human scream, Michael. I'm sorry I f[size=1pt].[/size]ucked up the biggest match of the year, but I'll have another shot at it in seven years." Michael sighed heavily, falling onto a bench and resting his face in his hands.
    "Yeah, in another seven years." It seemed he was taking the loss much harder than Tolino. "I just want you to get out of that sh[size=1pt].[/size]it hole, Guilherme, and winning this was your best bet. Your parents were the best people I knew, and the only reason they left Kakos was so you could have a better life. The fact that you're in the same rut since the day they passed, it just... I can't help but feel I'm failing your parents. That I'm letting them die in vain."
    Tolino blinked as if this was news to him. "You're not failing them. If you hadn't have taken me on all those years ago, I would be in the alleys invading my veins with needles I found in the trash. And if not that, I probably would have been found face down in a river. You saved me, Michael. You alone. My life is the best it has ever been and I know my parents would be more than proud."





    ~*~




    Michael had returned to the hotel they were staying at for the night, but the scream from earlier had whetted Tolino's curiosity. The moment he stepped from the concrete building, laden with promotional posters of the match, he received taunts from fans of the winners as well as disappointed glances from his own fan base. The rush of afternoon air on his bare skin stung, the cuts along his face throbbing even under the bandages. A sharp floral scent caught his attention, immediately drowning the people around him. Unconsciously, he followed it. There was something about the scent, the sound of the shriek, that pulled him forward. It was as if a hand had clasped itself around the back of his neck then, pulling him along a path he was unaware of. Before he knew it, he was in front of the Blood Jail, an old rickety building made of weathered brick and chipped concrete. There fences were at least ten feet high, curling barbed wire messily placed along the tops.




    He made a move to walk through the gates, foot hovering over the broken line between the fences when he felt a chill run up his spine. He retracted his step, eyes slitting as he stared at the building even further. The scent led him here, but it was muddled. Off. Fresh flowers and petrichor were no longer the only smells mingling brightly in the air. The metal scent of blood, old and new, drenched the place. In particular, wolf blood.[/fancypost]


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    [size=7pt]When the fires have surrounded you
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    Taking a turn down a narrow alley for a shorter walk to her makeshift home, the warm kiss of the sun was cut off by the pinch of buildings. Her combat boots clunked against the chipped concrete ground harshly, pebbles of man made rock scuttling ahead of her every time her toes tapped the ground. She focused on that sound, for some reason, watching as the small grains jumped away from her black feet. The clacking of a second pebble sounded behind her, and, instinctively, her head turned just enough to see over her shoulder from the corner of her eye.




    Three silhouettes.




    The two on the ends were scrawny, one hunched over and twitching slightly while the other stretched and unstretched his knuckles repeatedly. In the middle of them, was an usually large man. He was of average height, but the muscles on him were so thick that his friends were practically squeezed against the brick walls. Kaya's brows furrowed, lips twitching into a slight frown. Facing forward once more, she prepared to heighten her speed. Unfortunately, another three bodies capped off the end the other end of the alleyway. These ones were all average size, and the woman in the middle walked towards Kaya with her chin held up.




    "Kaya Dracke." They emerged from the shadows of the alleys, the voice of the woman raspy and angry. "How long I have waited to come face to face with a Dracke." She licked her lips as if their meeting was something delicious. "Your father," she broke from the men at her sides, moving to stand much to close to Kaya. "Killed my husband and my son before my eyes." Her swarthy finger twirled a strand of Kaya's hair, tugging on it passive aggressively. "And laughed as I screamed for mercy." The tawny woman weaved her hand in Kaya's hair, gripping it roughly and yanking her head back so her throat was exposed. Kaya let out a pained growl in response.




    The vengeful woman ran a clawed finger along her jugular, nail undoubtedly leaving a red, irritated trail in its wake. "I want you to scream for me now, Kaya." She whispered hungrily, trailing hand tightening around the top of her throat. Without hesitation, Kaya's leg swept under the woman's ankles so she fell onto her back, surprise and rage twisting her dirties face. As the others rushed in to grab at her, Kaya wasted no time in leaping over them, black fur grazing their heads.




    They all followed suit of her, shifting into their natural forms despite the danger of being a wolf in the city so they could catch her. Playing cat and mouse through the alleys, Kaya's shoulders scrapped against walls harshly when it came to sharp turns and the pads of her paws were being shredded apart by glass carelessly left on the ground. Unintentionally, she knocked down garbage cans and crushed cardboard boxes, though the mess they left behind provided small obstacles for those following her.




    The casing of walls ended abruptly, allowing her to break out into a dried riverbed with the renowned stretch of the blood canal. She kept on the low ground, claws scrapping against the grainy concrete only to cross over the crimson water and head a short way up the slope adjacent to her. The tunnel that leveled off half way up was narrow and dank, obviously neglected from being cleaned and only used for disposing of liquids. She hoped the rank air would cover her scent.




    She took a few deep breaths, trying to calm herself, and noticed a sharp pain on her hindquarter. Pushing off the wall she had leaned her weight on, she glanced over her shoulder to examined what was causing the pain. Three long lines were etched into her dark fur so blood seeped out lazily. One of the wolves must have caught up to her and took a swipe at her flank. As if on cue, a scream reverberated down from wherever the tunnel was connected to, ramming into her with such force she felt no air would ever come back into her lungs.




    "What the hell was that?" Her voice came as an exhausted breath, slender black brows knitting in confusion. She glanced from the end and the begin of the tunnel, between going back to face those her family wronged and the unknown... She ran towards the small speck of light to her left, hoping that whatever was on the other end was better than a group of people after her blood.[/fancypost]


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    [CHARACTERS]


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    [size=30pt]kæmbiən[/size]

    [/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor= #; bordercolor= transparent; height: auto; cursor: url("http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-9/cur817.cur"), auto;][justify][font=cambria]Devils. Sinners. The Damned. The Fallen. The name bends itself with time and culture, though historically they have always answered to "Kæmbiən" – meaning 'demon spawn' or 'half-demon'. These afflicted souls take pleasure in fulfilling the sins their infernal parents have cursed them with, which are as follows:


    [Dishonesty]
    [Envy]
    [Gluttony & Sloth]
    [Greed]
    [Hatred]
    [Lust]
    [Murder]
    [Pride]
    [Substance Abuse]
    [Theft]
    [Wrath]


    Most Kæmbiən is marked (link) at the age of fifteen (a small percentage are marked younger/older) with a badge of Sin (link). The symbol is placed between the shoulder blades and is similar to a tattoo, except it is burned into the skin. The badge secretes auras that allow Nephilim and other Kæmbiən to recognize each other, and when a Kæmbiən heals it will glow black. The Greek writing within the middle of the mark is the Father's claim on the child.


    Children of Dishonesty [ατιμία]
    influence humans to be dishonest. They goad for lies, large and small. While some are exclusive to white lies, building intricate webs of deceit, the majority of them jump to help humans dig holes that will eventually suffocate them, meaning they encourage them to conjure enough lies to receive a damaging consequence.


    Children of Envy [φθόνο]
    influence humans to be envious. They break soul mates apart, destroy marriages, encourage adultery, plant disbelief and paranoia in relationships... They will often seduce victims into making mistakes, if only to see a relationship crumble, whether that relationship is between life-long friends or veteran spouses.


    Children of Gluttony and Sloth [λαιμαργία-νωθρότητα]
    influence humans to be gluttonous and distrait. They promote lethargy, anything from refusing important tasks to laying comatose on the sofa, and revel in guiding their victims to obesity and general decadence. Lusting for and consuming more than is needed to be healthy in body, spirit and mind.


    Children of Greed [απληστία]
    influence humans to be greedy. Brother to gluttony, they encourage over-indulgence and a lack of self-control in the amount consumed. More money, more sex, more drugs, more alcohol, more toys, more clothes. Not only do they destroy victims financially, but they rip from them relationships and dignity.


    Children of Hatred [μισός]
    influence humans to be hateful. They were the incendiary behind such things as slavery and genocide, building on the innate animus people foster towards each other. They create hatred in individuals or small and large groups. Often they will join forces with children of Wrath, Pride, or Murder to start something big.


    Children of Lust [λαγνεία]
    influence humans to be licentious. They urge the concept of selling one's body, most having a hand in illegal companies that offer sex, and defile virgins, hunting and seducing them, and while they won't commit to lasting romances, they will build trust and love for the thrill of the fall, the uneven drum of a broken heart. Most stick around only long enough to lie with a virgin or incite polygamous relationships that will harm the opposite partner, while others will make a victim purr and swoon (they are incredibly charming and alluring, making it easy for all to fall in love faster than normal) before dropping them off.


    Children of Murder [δολοφονία]
    influence humans to be murderous. The most physically dangerous of the eleven, they abet killing. Suicide, familicide, homicide, genocide, manslaughter. These Kæmbiən plant seeds in vulnerable minds that lead either to the deaths of others, often rousing the intensity of fights to reach that final blow.


    Children of Pride [υπερηφάνεια]
    influence humans to be prideful. They bloat the feelings of being narcissistic and unassailable on others. Victims begin to believe and act on the belief that they are bigger, better, stronger, smarter, and more capable than others.


    Children of Substance Abuse [κατάχρηση]
    influence humans to abuse substances. They make, deal, and distribute drugs and alcohol. With the purpose of destroying lives as early as possible, they will befriend victims and urge them to step into the world of drugs and keep pushing them until they're shaking for more.


    Children of Theft [κλοπή]
    influence humans to be thieves. They are pickpockets themselves and easily encourage others to act on petty impulses and wants, stealing anything from cheap dollar store items to jewels locked behind bars and glass. Most relish in watching the chaos created when something precious to someone is taken -- some like the chaos created when the thief is caught more.


    Children of Wrath [οργή]
    influence humans to be wrathful. They kindle feelings of rage, foment fights, bullies, and abuse in all people. To see a man fall, battered and bloody, is the high for these half-demons.
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    [justify][font=cambria][Authenticity]
    [Chastity]
    [Diligence]
    [Fortitude]
    [Humility]
    [Kindness]
    [Liberality]
    [Loyalty]
    [Patience]
    [Protection]
    [Temperance]


    Most Nephilim is marked (link) at the age of fifteen (a small percentage are marked younger/older) with a badge of Virtue (link). The symbol is placed between the shoulder blades and is similar to a tattoo, except it is burned into the skin. The badge secretes auras that allow Kæmbiən and other Nephilim to recognize each other, and when a Nephilim heals it will glow white. The Greek writing within the middle of the mark is the Mother's claim on the child.


    Children of Authenticity [αυθεντικότητα]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Chastity [αγνότητα]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Diligence [επιμέλεια]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Fortitude [καρτερία]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Humility [ταπείνωση]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Kindness [ευγένεια]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Liberality [ελευθεριότητα]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Loyalty [αφοσίωση]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Patience [υπομονή]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Protection [προστασία]
    influence humans to be .


    Children of Temperance [εγκράτεια]
    influence humans to be .


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    1. [fancypost bgcolor= #; bordercolor= transparent; height: auto; cursor: url("http://cur.cursors-4u.net/cursors/cur-9/cur817.cur"), auto;][align=center][img]PICTURE LINK[/img][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-left: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][justify][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=black]lyrics[/fancypost][justify][font=cambria][color=white][size=8][b]Name[/b][b]Pronunciation[/b] [b]Nickname/Alias[/b] [b]Meaning[/b] [b]Gender[/b][b]Age[/b] [b]Sexuality[/b][b]Birthday[/b][b]Place of Birth[/b][b]Mother[/b](Which Angel is your mother?)[b]Alliance[/b] (Nephilim or Kæmbiən)[/size][/color][/justify][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-right: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][align=right][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=black]lyrics[/fancypost][align=right][font=cambria][color=white][size=8][b]Skin[/b][b]Hair[/b][b]Eyes[/b][b]Height[/b][b]Build[/b][b]General Appearance[/b] (At least one paragraph)[/size][/color][/align][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-left: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][justify][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=black]lyrics[/fancypost][justify][font=cambria][color=white][size=8][b]General Personality[/b](At least the basics)[b]Likes[/b][b]Dislikes[/b][b]Fears[/b][b]Strengths[/b](max of 5)[b]Weaknesses[/b](min of 5)[b]Skills/Abilities[/b](What special talents do they have? What did they get from their Angelic parent?)[/size][/color][/justify][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-right: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][align=right][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=black]lyrics[/fancypost][align=right][font=cambria][size=8][color=white][b]General History[/b] (At least a paragraph)[b]Relationships[/b] (Who do they like, dislike, love, hate? Don't be afraid to ask others for a relationship with their character before going into the thread.)[b]Other[/b] (Anything else we should know?)[/color][/size][/align][hr][fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px black;][align=center][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=black]about me[/fancypost][align=center][font=cambria][size=8][color=white][b]Username[/b][b]Screen Name[/b][b]Nickname[/b][b]Relationships[/b](Any characters you would like your character to have a relationship with at the start/in the future?)[b]Plots[/b](Any major/minor plots for the thread?)[b]Roleplay Sample[/b][spoiler][/spoiler]

    [img width=165 height=165]http://i.imgur.com/Xbv0bmD.jpg?1[/img][img width=165 height=165]http://i.imgur.com/9Qvam3x.jpg[/img][img width=165 height=165]http://i.imgur.com/G3dZ441.jpg?2[/img]
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    [size=30pt]name here[/size]

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    [font=elephant][size=15pt]lyrics[/fancypost]
    [justify][font=cambria]Name


    Pronunciation


    Nickname/Alias


    Meaning


    Gender
    Female
    Age
    Twenty
    Sexuality
    Bisexual
    Birthday


    Place of Birth


    Mother
    Protection
    Father
    Wrath
    Alliance
    Neither
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-right: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][align=right][font=elephant][size=15pt]lyrics[/fancypost]
    [align=right][font=cambria]Skin


    Hair


    Eyes


    Height


    Build


    General Appearance
    (At least one paragraph)


    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-left: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][align=left][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=white]lyrics[/fancypost]
    [justify][font=cambria][color=black][size=8]General Personality
    (At least the basics)
    Likes


    Dislikes


    Fears


    Strengths
    (max of 5)
    Weaknesses
    (min of 5)
    Skills/Abilities
    (What special talents do they have? What did they get from their Angelic parent?)[/size]

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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; margin-right: -15px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][align=right][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=white]lyrics[/fancypost]
    [align=right][font=cambria][size=8][color=black]General History
    (At least a paragraph)
    Relationships
    (Who do they like, dislike, love, hate? Don't be afraid to ask others for a relationship with their character before going into the thread.)
    Other
    (Anything else we should know?)
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    [fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 400px; text-shadow: 0px 0px 5px white;][align=center][font=elephant][size=15pt][color=white]about me[/fancypost]
    [align=center][font=cambria][size=8][color=black]Username
    PartyGhoul
    Screen Name
    ɪɴsᴘɪʀᴇᴅ ɴᴏʀᴛʜ
    Nickname
    North
    Relationships
    (Any characters you would like your character to have a relationship with at the start/in the future?)
    Plots
    (Any major/minor plots for the thread?)

    [size=7pt]hello! thank you all for taking interest! i will hopefully finish the entirety of the thread within the coming days, but for those who would like to get a headstart on their application(s) [no more than two characters of opposite affiliations], the forms are now available!
    please keep in mind that i am looking for semi-advanced to advanced work, characters similar to their sin/virtue, and applications that are well thought out rather than posted first. please try to keep genders even. thank you and have fun!
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