Posts by SammyWinchester

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    .Jason.Adam.Cross.




    [size=7pt]I've never liked live and learn, I'm more learn to live.[/size]


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    nick name ;;
    Jac, it's his initials.
    gender ;;
    Male
    age ;;
    27
    birthday ;;
    December 27th
    birthplace ;;
    Winchester Bay, Oregon
    species ;;
    Werewolf
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    eye color as a human ;;
    Pale blue
    hair color ;;
    Dark brown
    height ;;
    6'0"
    weight ;;
    173lbs
    body modifications ;;
    None
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    personality ;;
    Bookish, keeps to himself, it's safe to say he's not a jock or party type person. He's not as mature as he lets on, but Jac doesn't seem to get that stick out of his bum easily. Jac's also blunt and doesn't make promises he doesn't intend on keeping. Loyal to the bone, he doesn't show it but he cares deeply for his fellow pack mates and would die for anyone before a heart could beat.
    likes ;;
    +Order
    +Reading when he can
    +Music, but you won't hear him admit it.
    +Peace and quiet
    dislikes ;;
    -Physical violence
    -Immature people, but he does enjoy them on some occasions. Again, not something he'll admit.
    -Storms, a little rain/snow is fine but nothing huge
    -Being told he's picky, he knows he is.
    turn ons ;;
    +Blondes, doesn't mean if you aren't he hates you though
    +Being knowledgeable
    +Logical people
    turn offs ;;
    -Impulsiveness
    -Easy people
    -Shallow thinkers
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    sexuality ;;
    Bisexual, but won't go out of his way to chase a guy. He'd hate to embarrass them if they didn't roll that way.
    virgin? ;;
    Not anymore.
    crush ;;
    Open
    boyfriend / girlfriend ;;
    Both open
    family ;;
    None that he speaks of.
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    rank ;;
    In-Training, he was turned a little less than a month ago.
    eye color as a wolf ;;
    Yellow

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    .Diana.Helen.Srebrenka.


    [size=7pt]"Words of wisdom aren't needed; We live to kill or be killed. The end."[/size]


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    nick name ;;
    "D or Ana are my most common nicknames."
    gender ;;
    "Girl, gal, female, doll, lady, ectera."
    age ;;
    "Uh... uhm... Well I'm under thirty. I think... Why do you need to know?"
    Twenty.
    birthday ;;
    "I don't celebrate days of birth."
    June Fourth.
    birthplace ;;
    "Paris, not France but Texas."
    species ;;
    "I'm a werewolf hunter."
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    eye color as a human ;;
    "Blue, normally. Some have said green."
    hair color ;;
    "Blond. Dirty blond? Does it matter?"
    height ;;
    "Five feet and six inches."
    weight ;;
    "I'm guessing here, one forty-seven maybe?"
    body modifications ;;


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    personality ;;
    "I'm me... that doesn't count as an answer? Bug off, I'm done with this."
    She's as straight forward as can be. Blunt is an understatement and honestly, a feral cat has more manners. Diana doesn't do mercy, kindness, or sugarcoating. What you see is what you get. She also has the emotional range of a teaspoon. Socially, well she doesn't do social. Unless a night of sparing or wolf hunting counts. To Diana it does actually. Her weakness is food and sweet drinks. Sweet tea, strawberries and chocolate, anything of the like is her downfall.
    likes ;;
    "I hunt, train, track, and admittedly I enjoy tea before bed."
    dislikes ;;
    "Anything that annoys me and I can't kill it. People that talk to much, peace-nuts, and the people at fast-food joints. They bug the crap out of me."
    turn ons ;;
    "I like a person who can fight. Someone who doesn't accidentally cut themselves while working with knives, and honestly the less they talk the better."
    turn offs ;;
    "Non-werewolf hunters in general. I don't even talk to them. Immaturity is a turn-off. And piercings, I don't understand the practicality of them."
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    sexuality ;;
    "I've never 'explored' my sexuality."
    Unknown
    virgin? ;;
    "Yeah... what is that bad?"
    crush ;;
    "Don't do love."
    boyfriend / girlfriend ;;
    "Don't do friends."
    family ;;
    "Mom's in Texas, and my half-brother's with her."
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    ((Sorry I took so long to do this!))

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    |Derek|Benjamin|Spector|
    Age
    "Who wants to know?"
    18
    Gender
    "Seriously? Can you see this in a dress?"
    Personality
    "I'm a bloody ray of sunshine."
    Derek likes to pull off the whole 'tough, bad boy' persona. Style wise, that's how he rolls. Jeans with grease stains, leather jackets, flames and skulls; You know the drill. However, he's not all that tough. Derek does what he wants, when he wants, and lives for the rush of adrenaline he gets each time he drives his motorcycle or does a crazy stunt. So long as no clowns are involved, he'll do just about anything for a good time. Safe to say, Derek really just wants to live in the moment, have a blast, and keep going until he can't anymore. He doesn't have the right name or looks, but he has twice the heart if you know what I mean ;D
    Hobbies
    "Does kicking your butt count?"
    Fixing things (not computers. He hates computers), riding one of his ORVs, sports in a non-school setting, pranking teachers, and bending the law now and then.
    Turn Ons:
    Girls who aren't afraid to be themselves
    Risk takers like him
    Down to earth types
    Bravery
    Acting on emotion, not logic
    Turn Offs
    Shy chicks
    Wearing heels all the time
    Girls who only dream, but don't take action
    Anyone who complains about his car
    Other
    "Yeah this whole blind date thing? I told my pals I was being paid for it. In reality? I, uhm, actually wanted to be on here."

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    [u]•~• Shun :|: Hiroshi •~•


    [b]NickName:
    None normally, but his twin calls him Slowpoke.
    Age:
    18
    School year:
    4th
    Gender:
    Male
    Room Number:
    8
    Family Business:
    His father married an American woman, who's father runs a big time computer company. Mr. Hiroshi is taking over the business once Shun's grandfather passes away.
    bf/Gf/Crush?:
    Open for all, warning that Shun is a flirt!
    Other:
    Thanks to Mossy :D Oh and Shun has a brother which I will be adding here soon!


    Done! Sorry I took so long ^^;

    Derek sighed, had it really come down to this? His form was all done, sent in, and now he was chilling at home with his leg propped up on the coffee table. Once again, he was holding an ice pack on his knee while watching this stupid dating show. The first time he'd watched it his other leg was in a cast, but still the idea in his head was the same; Pain and love seemed to go hand and hand. So why in the world had he entered?!

    The first word out of his mouth was not a very nice one. In fact his mother yelled at him from the kitchen for using it. "You don't understand, listen to this!" Derek started to tell the story, but his mother just came in the room with a smile and his suitcase.


    He was completely dumb struck, but she just continued to smile, "I had a feeling you'd win. Don't look so surprised, its no secret to me you watch that show. Now give me the ice pack and go brush your teeth. No girl in the world likes bad breath." Still in a state of shock, Derek did what he was told. Ten minutes later he was sitting in the back of a limo.

    WIP

    Sorry to leave this, but I gotta run and I'll finish it ASAP!

    Hero Name: Mr. Crowley
    Secret Identity: Felix Leonards
    Appearance:
    Gender: Male
    Age: 21
    Mentor: The Joker for a while, then Zatara.
    Powers/weapons: He fights with a combination of different gases from his cigarettes (he calls them 'Devil Smokes", and his own magic abilities that only work when he speaks words backwards (siht ekil = like this).
    Personality: Con artist, sneaky, a bit insane, unreliable, and completely unpredictable. Yet good, in his own little twisted way. Loyal, but he loves to get his toes right on the line between good and bad.
    Crush: Will Develop, possibly.
    RP Sample:


    Theme Song (Optional): [youtube][/youtube]
    Other: Batman is dead, but I'm guessing Tim Drake is still around? I'll steal him if you could save him for me ;) Sorta running out of time right now to make a form. But I'll get one ASAP!

    Hero Name/Villain name: Red Robin
    Secret Identity/Real name: Tim Drake
    Comic Book series was in?(If you know it, I'd be happy to know, please!): Using the Teen Titans comic, only because the Red Robin was canceled long ago and he hasn't been in the regular Batman one since... well ever.
    Appearance/Your Fave. Outfit they wore: [img width=264 height=510]http://i1087.photobucket.com/a…5/Red_Robin_Tim_Drake.png[/img] (New 52 styled costume :D)
    Gender: Male
    Age:
    Eh 15-19 I think in the comics? Let's play it safe, 17.
    Mentor:
    Batman/Ra Al Ghul for a little bit.
    Powers/weapons:
    Typical Robin style stuff- Bat-a-rangs, staff, little ninja like tools, grappling hook, cuffs, etc. He also has a glider built into his costume.
    Personality:
    Tim is the brain of all the Robins. Seriously, he figured out who Batman really was before anyone else. Putting the awesome in detective since a young age, Tim is also a computer whiz and knowledge buff. He takes the hero gig seriously, but not like he used to. Without the Batman around, Tim's a bit more stiff than his normal 'not-a-game' attitude about crime fighting. And like always, he puts that above everything besides his friends. He's also a leader type, but not as aggressive about it as his adoptive brothers.
    Crush: Will develop, though a slight attraction to Batgirl ;)
    RP Sample: Look to Mr. Crowley's form please! Sorry that one sucks though, I rushed ^^;
    Theme Song: Possiblly added later, if I find a song better than Oh No! by Marina and the Diamonds ^^;
    Other:
    Well Tim is the third Robin, after Dick Greyson and Jason Todd. Not sure if they'll be in this RP, but personality wise (via comics) Tim was always the thinker and medium of these two. So, not sure how this'll go but hey Tim Drake rocks ^-^ Favorite hero! Just saying~ Oh! And when Bats 'died' in the comics only Tim tried to prove he was alive and find him. That's when he became Red Robin.

    "Master Drake," Alfred, a butler and long time friend, came into the Batcave, and wasn't surprised to see Tim already up and moving. The teen was typing away at the Bat-computer, fully dressed in his Red Robin costume. "Sir, you might want to read this."
    Tim thanked the butler but didn't end up looking away from the computer for another hour. Blinking like mad, he skimmed the articles until his mind was clear. Once he was out of the daze, and actually read the article, Tim just shook his head. Great. The population was looking for a new Bat? Seriously? Couldn't they just be glad that the city even had heroes? He threw the paper down and walked away. Something told him Barbra was going to have a few words about this.


    It was hard for Mr. Crowley not to laugh, he'd been running wild through the streets taking out bad guys and 'accidentally' a couple cops. Really, it wasn't his fault they came too close to a Devil Smoke and breathed in the gas. They'd be fine in an hour, he was sure. Until then, he had one last minion to tie up. "Uoy rednu elohknis!" He shouted and trust his hand in the villains direction. A sinkhole appeared under his foe's feet and the man fell.
    He laughed as he walked to the edge and put an unlit cigarette to his lips. "You know, Gotham doesn't have many bats in it's belfry, but that don't mean you have to sink so low." The 'hero' laughed again now walking away from the sinkhole. "Batman dead, Mr. Crowley's fun well feed. Oh drat that was horrible." With a sigh he walked away, hands in his pockets and sirens coming closer and closer. "Hm, where did my wit go?"