Posts by Erise

Sorry but when you said "one boy for every girl" does it mean I have to create two characters, a boy and a girl, or do I only have to create one character?

Sorry that it's kinda messy...

^{Username-Erise
Display name-Cancer69
Other-Nirvana
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Name- Shayne White
Nickname- none
Gender- Male
Age- 15
Sexuality- Homosexual (he'd never willingly admit it though XD)
Hair color- Black
Skin color- Sort of a sandy shade, a light tan
Eye color- An extremely dark brown, so much so that appears black most of the time
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Appearance-Long-ish straight black hair, just brushing the base of his neck. Average height for his age, but rather well-muscled legs. He usually throws on a random T-shirt and kahki shorts.
Personality- Upon first meeting him, most would agree he's a very shy person, nice, but shy. Sure, he's polite and everything, but you'd feel a wall once you try to ask anything about himself and he comes up with stuttered replies and mumbles. He just dislikes talking about himself to people he's generally not close to. Once you get to know him more, he's often hyper and can come off as rather loud and confident and perhaps even jokingly sarcastic and/or sadistic. It comes to show that the more he is around people he is close to, the more confidence he gains. Around people he is close to, if he is quiet, you know he is troubled or just not in the mood for any interaction as of yet, but if he's being bitingly direct with his words, you know he's getting in a really foul mood. When challenged, he would most likely give in, only because he doesn't really bother, unless said area he is challenged in is something he thinks he cannot back down from. If so, watch out, he's persistent once he actually starts trying. He also holds the memory of his parents very closely, and does many everyday little things just to remind himself of them often (he dislikes peanuts because his father was allergic to them, and he likes to collect dandelions because her mother loved to let them grow in her garden). He shares a very strong bond with his sister, Rachael, and is extremely protective of her. Being with her is truly the only time he feels most comfortable to let his hyper side out in its full force. XD
History- Born in Canada, but immigrated to London, England not too long ago. Their parents died in a bombing, and he and his younger sister Rachael, not wanting to go with the child authorities, ran away.
Likes [3]-
-singing even though its off-key (only to people close to him, like his sis)
-animals (does not stop him from trying to creep up on pigeons XD)
-Running
-Dandelions
Dislikes [3]-
-Talking about himself (mostly only to those not close to him)
-talking about his parents
-Peanuts
Weaknesses [3]-
-Without being around people he knows, he gets real nervous and his confidence levels are lowered thus he becomes very shy
-He can't handle talking about his parents without getting really upset
-Poor stamina
Strengths [3]-
-He's a quick runner, although again, he has poor stamina
-He's learnt quite a lot about animal-behaviour, and knows how to approach most of them
-Persistent once he starts trying
Crush-None}

^{Username- Erise
Display name-Cancer69
Other-Niverna
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Name- Rachael White
Nickname-Ray
Gender-Female
Age-13
Sexuality-Straight
Hair color-Black, with dyed blond highlights
Skin color-A clean milky colour
Eye color- Hazel
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Appearance- A side parting with the fringe barely brushing the top her eyes. Hair is shoulder length and black, with streaks of blond highlights. Small, light and fast, on the downside, this means she's extremely short, shorter than her brother by two whole heads. She often sports a white shirt, dark purple hoodie, and jeans.
Personality-Loud and bossy, with a 'spoilt' undertone to it. She can't stay still for even a second, and is always looking for ways to have 'fun'. If you wake up one day and find your butt glued to the bed, it's no wonder that it'd be her idea. Has a bad habit of lying, or rather, telling tall tales, not that she any good at holding them up for long. Often boasts about her "achievements", and gets really upset if you mention her "failures". Despite all that spunk however, she's sort of a coward, who'd either accept challenges if she is sure she can win, or if she has others backing her up. She had hated her parents, but whenever you talk to her about it, she will go quiet and glare at you. That glare would be anger, suspicion and upset all rolled in one. She is angry you chose to talk about it without her permission, she is suspicious if there is any underlying message/insult you are conveying to her by bringing up the subject, and she is upset because she grudgingly regrets not having a better relationship with her parents. Her best friend is her brother, Shayne, and she can afford to let loose and even be willing to laugh at her mistakes together with him. In front of others, Rachael tries to act cool compared to Shayne's hyper nature when he is around her, but often eventually looses herself in his "hyper-ness"anyway. Basically, she and her brother share an extremely strong bond of brother-sister friendship. That is to say, she comes up with the ideas, and Shayne does most of the dirty work. XD
History-Born in Canada, but immigrated to London, England not too long ago. Their parents died in a bombing, she and her older brother Shayne, not wanting to go with the child authorities, ran away.
Likes [3]-
-Sports, especially Basketball
-Singing (only with people close to her, like her big Bro)
-Dogs (especially Huskies, though she's a bit afraid of them)
Dislikes [3]-
-Losing/making mistakes
-talking abou her parents
-veggies in general
Weaknesses [3]-
-She probably won't listen to anyone's advice
-She's a risk-taker, which means she can reckless sometimes and make some really stupid decisions
-a coward at heart
Strengths [3]-
-She's good in most sports she play, especially badminton, though as mentioned earlier she's more into basketball
-She's actually a rather close observer, how else will she know how to carry out her "evil plans"?
-If you're able to stick to her long enough and get close to her, she's a very loyal friend, as shown in her bond with her brother
Crush-None}

Sorry if I'm kinda crashing the party late Xd

Screen name: Cancer
What should we call you?: Cancer? But anythings's fine.
Main, temporary, or in-between character?: In-between, though if you still need any mains...
Can your character die?: No prob, let's go for it! XD
Character's name: Caiden
Age: 15
Appearance(Good description or picture): Tall for his age in that awkwardly lanky way. His eyes are a glassy grey (indicating his blindness), and he has straight dirty blonde hair, long enough at the front to just poke the edge of his eyes and at the back to the base of the neck. He has bright orange fox ears poking out beneath his hair. He usually wears white t-shirts, pair of faded jeans.
Gender: Male
Gift: He can see other's emotions in the form of differently coloured and formed auras
Curse: If he ever touches the auras he see, they will begin to fade, and the owner of the auras goes into shock until he releases his hold. If he continues touching the aura, the aura will eventually fade away, and the owner is rendered permanently emotionless.
Personality(No meet him/her): He's that simple, spacey idiot you see sitting in the corner smiling contentedly to himself, as if living in his own little bubble. Like said earlier, he's blind, but it's never really bothered him because he never really thought about his being blind (though perhaps he will grow to later on upon realising how sightlessness would really adversely affect him). Though his hearing has grown to be more sensitive than that of the average person, when unfocused, he bumps into things on the go quite a lot, mostly more due to his spacing out though. He has a child-like mentality; he gets easily pleased at times, but can get stubborn, difficult and blunt when things don't go his way. His nature is also comparable to that of a dog--he is strongly loyal to those he deems trustworthy or likeable enough. He can come off easily as an open book, and he is when he lets his guard down, but usually out of caution, he tries to talk about anything other than what is most important to him, hiding all that behind a calm demeanour and faked smiles--you see only what he lets you see. He enjoys his gift, seeing the colours out of his view of darkness--he especially loves the aura blue--depending on the shade/form, blue can melancholy and grief, but also peace and calm, and he loves them all.
Weapon: Machete, he's not all that skilled in it but still has the brute strength to deal considerable damage
History(Opt):
Theme song(Opt):
Crush(Opt): Maybe
Other: DUCKS!! no just kidding. Pizza

Caiden yawned, slowly slipping awake from his nap. It sure was quiet, he thought contentedly, his senses still clouded from sleep, before blinking in confusion. Hadn't he fallen asleep fairly close to the main road? Where had the familiar rumbling hum of traffic gone to? Surely the vehicles hadn't all just disappeared... Fox ears twitching about to catch any sound, Caiden got up, and in doing so, heard the rustle of fallen leaves beneath his feet. He sniffed, and thought the scent in the air similar to the one he would get from the town park, only stronger, earthier. Wow. He wasn't in the alleyways of the town anymore. He could only assume he was in a place with much greenary. Caiden's sightless eyes widened in wonder, confused and excited, before he realised what his change of scenery really meant and snorted in irritation. He only ever stayed near the same town because it took rather long to familiarise himself with his surroundings, though he was slowly getting better at it with more practice. Now he had to start over, bumping into things and whatnot--the hard way to remember how to get about. He took a step forward. And collided into a rough block of solid he later assumed was a tree. Growling in annoyance, Caiden gingerly touched his cheek to assess the damage...

It was at that moment when he heard the sound of multiple sets of foots steps, some close, others much fainter and further away. Amid his sightless field of darkness, he "saw" the specks of auras, a deep violet, though too far away to really identify the form of the wavering lights. Caiden knew, though, that deep violet usually meant nerves, or at least caution. He smiled, exited curiosity hitting him before caution caught up. There were others around. Quite a few too. The boy paused, struggling a little between avoiding possible danger and getting to know where in the world he was. Finally, he shrugged. He was in a strange place--he wouldn't know what was out there--the place just felt so much stranger and dangerous than home ground, even when he first got to the town. At least these "other beings" had emotions, emotions Caiden could see, and that fact alone was pretty reassuring to him. He tried to convince himself it wasn't also because he was scared, suddenly dropped in a fog of unknown like that. Maybe they were friendly. He hoped. With those thoughts, Caiden slowly headed toward the auras, this time remembering to hold his sheathed machete out in front of him, just in case he was headed into a tree again.

Caiden tentatively approached the aura--a fairly deep violet of caution with a yellow streak of glee, wondering at first if he could be seen. His fox ears, hidden under his dirty blonde hair, angled forward as he caught the clear voice of a girl, "Go home little guy" and the barely audible creak of wood toward his right; he assumed the girl had placed something among the branches of a nearby tree. What? he wondered absentmindedly, and randomly considered the possibilities. "Hello?" Caiden heard the voice call out, and he halted, his grip on the handle of his sheathed machete growing a fraction tighter. This was practically the first time he'd met someone that could possibly hear him. It made him both nervous and a little excited, though he tried to seem as unaffected as possible. Well, here goes. He called out as well,"Emm... Hey?"

"s-somebody....you....h-heard me", upon hearing the girl respond, the corner's of Caiden's mouth twitched into a small hopeful and yet nervous smile. Wow. He had ever only had random one-sided rants with people who couldn't hear him, and now, someone speaks back. He hadn't really resented the fact that others couldn't hear him before--he was rather content with being left to his own devices. But still, wow.

"You can see me right? And you can hear me? S-say my name, say Lillian". Caiden heard the leaves rustle underfoot as the girl took a slow step forward, her aura lightening from violet to a wavering, verdant green; wild, uncertain hope. Caiden's couldn't suppress a small smirk, almost pleased and a little amused. "Lillian, was it?" Caiden spoke and, discreetly putting the hand without the machete behind him to avoid touching the girl's aura, he continued with coated breeze, "I'm Caiden--and blind so nah, can't see you. Hearing you loud and clear though. Oh and watch the knife--I might whack you, accidentally."

"I-....you......" came the girl's stutter, and Caiden saw the quick change in Lilian's aura even before he heard her following response, giving a short laugh as her aura burst into happy orange flames. "Yes, yes it was Lillian, it's so nice to meet you Caiden!" the girl--no, Lillian--exclaimed. Caiden flinched almost shyly, a little startled at Lillian's enthusiasm, though he kept on a bright smile. "Would you like to come sit?" hearing her say that Caiden shrugged in a "why not" way, playing it cool, though felt rather pleased with himself, for being able to make someone else happy.

He started toward Lillian's left, and upon feeling a solid thunk as his machete hit the nearby tree, Caiden turned and lowered himself to sit at the spot, leaning against the tree. As he did, the sounds of those multiple sets of footsteps continued to reached his ears, reminding him that there were yet more others around. "Lillian, do you want to meet them too?" wondered Caiden aloud, fox ears angled toward the general direction of the rustling footsteps, "I can't hear a lot of them, but the ones I can hear..." Caiden's eyes narrowed a little as he heard the footsteps become a fraction closer, louder--more concentrated. Then he saw the specks of more auras, and they seemed to be slowly moving toward one another. He smiled, suppressing a shiver of excitement. "They seem to be getting together, a little scattered and everything, but they're getting closer--they're gathering."

"Well..." Caiden blinked in thought, a little irritated when he realised that he never thought of the possibility that perhaps they were animals. /Were/ they animals? Caiden strained to make out the gaits of the footsteps, most of which had already come to a pause. "Pretty sure they're like us. They've stopped, though, a little way ahead." Hearing a purr, Caiden turned toward the sound, mildly surprised. "Huh, they respond to you..." he wondered aloud, assuming that Lillian had a pet cat with her. He himself had tried to play with the neighbourhood dogs before--and failed to because the dogs couldn't sense his presence. Seeing the soft yellow glow of the cat's aura, he gave a small quirk of a smile.

OOC: @Silver--Sorry, I didn't know you were referring to Caiden ^^;

IC: "Ok, /Mom/," Caiden joked back. When he felt Lillian take his hand however, his fox ears flinched involuntarily, though he kept his light smile. When he got up, he gave a slight shake of the head, gently pulling away from Lillian and striding ahead with, yet again, the outstretched sheathed machete. "Just warn me if you see a chasm ahead or something," Caiden said with an easy grin.

"Well, you just struck me as the cruel type," Caiden deadpanned. "I'm just being extra careful around you like any sensible person would." As he said so, he navigated around a thick tree root when it hit the end of his machete, and later again around a tree.

Caiden gave a slight grin, shrugging. After some distance, his footsteps slowed, seeing the now-closer auras in their varying shades and wavering forms. "They're just ahead of us now--see them?"

Caiden could easily pinpoint where the people around the area were, what with being able to "see" their aura's bright in his mind's backdrop of darkness. "I think they're sorta surrounding two others in the middle of the place. They're just still--waiting I guess." He took a few moments to marvel at all the unique blends and forms of colours.

OOC: Is it correct to assume all our characters are all in the same area, surrounding and watching Eden and Fade's interaction? Or would someone like to clarify...?

"Do....do we go talk to them yet?" Caiden merely shrugged upon hearing Lillian say that, unsure about it himself and also still half-occupied with admiring the lights about him. He almost didn't catch the slow swish of the air and disturbance of leaves nearby, and his fox ears twitched and swivelled toward the sound. He turned toward the general direction of the sound, sightless grey eyes blinking as he studied the aura--a bright lime of curiosity (OOC: Annalise)

Tracking, will reply ASAP (:

IC: When Len felt the strong tug on his sleeve, it felt almost as if his sister was tugging at his own heartstrings as well. He let out a slow, barely audible sigh. They were siblings. They were brother and sister. He was to act like any sensible older brother would. He ran those lines through his mind in a repetitive chain. Swallowing thickly, he turned to give Rin a small smile. "Of course we're sleeping in different rooms. You're...aren't you glad to have your own room now?" Len habitually ruffling his sister's hair as he said so.

OOC: You mentioned adding other things on, so anything you want in particular...? :)

OOC: Sorry for not replying for so long, some family drama cropped up ^^;

IC: Len sucked in a short breathe, before using his thumb to try wipe his little sister's tears away, but merely smudged them wet against her cheek as more tears came streaming. "We're just...grown up now. Don't tell me you're still scared that monsters will come out in the dark." Len's voice carried a note of cheer, but his voice cracked at the end, as if he were choking. Thoughts like 'Don't let it get to you', 'You're an older brother, act like it' ran through his mind behind the light smile he gave to Rin.

Is it alright to have two characters (I'm planning a girl and a guy; siblings)?

Username: Cancer
Name: Wulfin/Smoothie
Age: 27 (dog years)/ 19 (dog years)
Breed: Papillon-chihuahua mix / Doberman Pinscher
Description: Light sandy-brown trimmed coat. Long ear-fur is a cream-like brown. Has a pink ribbon which he chooses to keep tied around his neck, tattered and dirty due to the Great Growl. Contrary to his gentle appearance and often lilting voice, he is snappy, blunt, bold, reckless and is most always caught with the urge to prove himself better than the rest. Has an inferiority complex which he struggles to come to terms with. / Coat is mostly black with portions of dark brown. Has a deep, raspy voice. A dog of few words, and usually comes off as cold, intimidating and almost arrogant, but is deeply loyal and caring toward those she trust. She is largely dependant on others' orders, as she had been trained to in the past and can easily become nervous and indecisive if not told exactly what to do in more urgent situations.
Family: Both Wulfin and Smoothie have lived in the same household in the past, so they are, in a way, "siblings".
Species: Dog/Dog
Mate/Crush: None, may develop/ None, may develop
Rank: None/None
Password: Snowy
Pack?:So far, they have only been with each other (Will join in packs later?)

Hi there! So how many are we waiting for before we start? :3

Wulfin growled in annoyance, struggling to keep awake as the two trekked through the alley. He was freezing, exhausted and sore. But hell was he going to admit that. Wulfin continued trotting ahead of his younger "sister", staggering every few steps.

Said younger sister, Smoothie, too, shuddered from the cold, what with her shorter coat. The Doberman nudged her brother, offering the much smaller dog a ride on her back, but was rejected with an annoyed yip. She wondered where her brother was leading them, but soon realised her brother was merely going on for the sake of going on.

The two soon wandered toward the edge of the city, where they could see a hill and the fringe of a forest. While Wulfin was too exhausted to bother, Smoothie managed to catch the whiff of wet dog...and wolf.

Wulfin flinched at the ferocity of the stranger, but darted directly in between the two larger dogs. He began yapping threats even before he thought through about what the stranger had said.

Smoothie froze, before giving the stranger a quick once-over. The other dog was of a larger and thicker-looking build. She growled irritatably. The stranger was obviously stronger than herself, and she had scented others nearby. The two could easily be overpowered. Smoothie snarled back at the stranger, pride making her unwilling, but she nudged her brother as a signal for them to leave.

Wulfin merely continued yapping. "I'll rip ya throat out, ya overgrown hamster! Who are you to tell us what to do anyway!"