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  • ☠ ᴛʜᴇ sᴇᴀ ᴘʜᴀɴᴛᴏᴍ ;; sɪɢɴ-ᴜᴘ ☠


    [img width=510 height=59]http://fontmeme.com/create.php?text=Rowan Wolfe&name=windlass.ttf&size=60&style_color=5E0000[/img]



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    Nickname;; Row
    Gender;; Female
    Age;; 17
    Eye Color;; blue-green, wish a ring of hazel around the pupil
    Hair Color;; fiery orange
    Height;; 5'6"
    Weight;; 116lbs
    Sexuality;; heterosexual
    Kind of Pirate;; swashbuckler
    Rank;; trainee

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    Brief Persona;; Rowan is very impulsive, and bases her decisions on instinct rather than logic. She possesses a deep loathing for aristocratic, hierarchal society, and the rules and traditions of the wealthy. She believes strongly that one's life should be a reflection on what one desires, and the choices one makes, rather than on the rules of tradition or the choices of others. Rowan is very reckless and can be brave to the point of idiocy. But she cares deeply for those she loves, and can be incredibly selfless. She is not necessarily evil, but her hatred has blinded her and turned her against the life she once lived.
    Backstory;; Rowan Wolfe grew up as the youngest of three daughters and one son in a wealthy, aristocratic family. Custom and tradition decreed that each daughter, upon reaching the proper age, would be married off to a man of equal or greater wealth. While Rowan's elder sisters, Sofia and Camille, anticipated their engagements and their futures as docile, beautiful wives, Rowan came to despise it. As Rowan's fifteenth birthday approached, and as her engagement drew nearer, small acts of rebellion that had dotted her childhood grew larger. Her brother Caleb, in training to be a navy captain, taught her the art of swordplay and seamanship. Under the blanket of night, Rowan would often drink with her brother and his sailor friends, and listen to their youthful, adventurous tales of life on the high seas. As the weeks passed, Rowan began to feel drawn to the ocean, and as she spent more time in the company of young men, she felt an unfamiliar anger stir up within her. A hatred arose in Rowan, a hatred for the life she had. The rules, the policies, the complete power of those in demand, the belittlement of women. Everything she grew to hate. It grew so powerful, that one night Rowan packed a small bag, and slipped away. She went down to the docks, to the dark and dingy bars packed with pirates and vagabonds. She found a new life for herself. One that was rough and bloody, yes, but one that was free.
    Strengths;; Swordplay, intuition, very in touch with her emotions and instincts
    Weaknesses;; Killing innocent people
    Likes;; The freedom of the high seas, the ruggedness of life aboard a ship, the easy camaraderie of pirates
    Dislikes;; Aristocratic, hierarchal society, people who belittle her or underestimate her ability
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    Family;;
    Crush;; None at the moment
    Boyfriend/Girlfriend;; open
    Prized Possesions;; A burnished silver necklace that hangs around her neck, from which a small silver ship hangs. Given to her by her brother.
    Animals;; [img width=510 height=340]http://windycityrescue.files.w….com/2012/02/img_3140.jpg[/img]
    Dalmatian named Caledon
    Special Abilities;; n/a
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    Faceclaim;; n/a
    Theme Song;; The Youth - MGMT
    Muse;; 8/10
    Activity;; 7/10
    Plot Ideas;; None at the moment, but in the future who knows? ;D
    Roleplay Sample;; I'm doing this really fast because I have to be somewhere in 5 minutes, so I hope it's okay if I just include a paragraph from the story I'm working on, just to give you a sample of my writing...

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    Other;; storm sea phantom     [/fancypost]


    By the way, I'm not new to the website, this is just a new account :)

  • light up the world as my eyes close { o; stargazing }

    [b]Swiftfire padded softly into the clearing, stopping just at the edge, her long ginger fur turned gold in the starlight. She gazed around, her pale grey eyes glimmering as she took in the sight of her peaceful Clanmates. She was new to ThunderClan, and appreciated every day how wonderful the forest was; how the sun speckled the ground during the day, or how the wind whispering through the trees lulled her to sleep every night. As she looked around the clearing, then tilted her muzzle to look at the shining, starry sky, she let out a deep, contented sigh. Realizing she might as well announce herself to the clearing, she padded forwards.
    "Hello." She mewed, smiling. "Do you mind if I enjoy the stars with you all?"


    OOC: This is what Swiftfire looks like:

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  • light up the world as my eyes close { o; stargazing }

    Swiftfire purred happily and wove among the group of cats until she found a spot in a particularly comfortable clump of grass somewhere in the middle of everyone. She rolled onto her back and gazed up at the stars as the others had done, with her paws towards the sky. As she rested her eyes upon the silver glimmer of the Milky Way, and the sloping curve of the Big Dipper, she felt a soothing feeling settle over her. Here, in the middle of a wild forest, lying in the grass watching the stars, she felt that nothing could happen that could possible take this peacefulness away from her.

  • Redwall Abbey (Sign-Ups, Private)

    ((([img width=510 height=431]http://s-hamilton.us/BiologyHo…/European_Otter-_JPEG.jpg[/img]))
    Username (((The one you log in with))): fireandblood
    Beast's name: Finn
    Kind of Animal: Otter
    Age (((Dubbin, Teen, Young Adult, Adult, Elder))): Teen
    Gender: Male
    Rank (((Cook, Warrior, Abbey dweller))): Warrior
    Personality: Finn is one of the more rowdy of the otters. He loves to have fun, and believes strongly that people should live their lives as they see fit, not as custom or rules dictate. He is often getting in trouble, but never does anything to hurt others. He is very caring and can be extremely selfless. Above all, Finn seeks adventure and excitement, and will never back down from anything. When he is not around the Abbey, he is off boating down the river or singing sailing ditties with the other otters or practicing with any manner of weaponry.
    Weapon and Armor: Weapon: Finn is skilled in both slingshot and bow & arrow, but prefers to wield a short double-ended spear that can be used for long distance combat as well as face-to-face combat.
    Armour: More often than not, only wears a belt into battle, from which hangs a dagger. Owns scaled armour, but doesn't wear it that often.

    Weapon


    Dagger Belt


    Scaled Armour


    RP Sample: Finn padded out the front gate of Redwall, whistling a jaunty tune to himself. He paused just outside and raised his face to the sky, where the sun was shining steadily through a thin curtain of cloud. Smiling, he continued on his way, one hand resting on the dagger he always wore in his belt, the other swinging at his side. Finn was well aware of the dangers of Mossflower Wood, and the vermin that crawled around in the forest, but he was confident in his abilities. He knew the Wood well, and any vermin that tried to catch him would lose him instantly, as he could just slip into the river. One benefit of being an otter, Finn thought to himself as he strolled into the shade of the Wood, is that no other animal can swim half as well.
    Other: N/A

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    [font=andale mono][color=black]Character Name Here: Kara Stone
    Character Age: 18
    Gender: Female
    Personality: Kara is very caring of those she loves, and can be incredibly selfless. She loves to laugh, and has a rather dry/sarcastic sense of humour. On the introverted and extroverted scale, Kara is directly in the middle. She loves to be around people, especially her fellow wolves, and is happiest when just hanging out with a large group of people, listening to music or just simply talking. Kara isn't necessarily a party animal, but she does enjoy them, and always looks forward to the Crescent Moon celebrations. Kara also needs her alone time. Sitting down with a good book or going out for a solo hunt, even just curling up in her bed while its raining and looking out the window. As long as Kara has an hour or three to herself every day, she's happy.
    Group: Wolf Clan
    Rank: Normal?
    Sexuality: Straight
    Crush: Open
    Bf/Gf: Open
    Kids?: Nope
    Other: The Sight. Also, this is her animal form:

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    Kara blinked her eyes open, squinting slightly and shielding her eyes from the early morning light that was streaming in through the window. Her head was pounding slightly from the night before, so she rolled over and attempted to go back to sleep, but the sound of Ella screaming at the top of her lungs for someone to back off her pancakes shut that idea down quickly. Shaking her head and smiling slightly at the Hybrid Clan leader's antics, Kara stretched and rolled out of bed. She landed gracefully on her feet and strolled to her closet, picking out today's outfit whilst brushing the tangles out of her long, dark brown hair. She dressed quickly, eager to see everyone, pulling on a worn pear of denim shorts and her favourite sweater over a white bikini. Actually getting up and ready for the day had, surprisingly, lessened her headache and she sighed gratefully. Usually, hangovers were a messy ordeal for Kara, but she had made sure to drink plenty of water before she had gone to bed the night before, and it had obviously worked. She glanced in the mirror carelessly, then opened the door to her room and exited the Wolf dorm. Padding into the kitchen, Kara smiled slightly at everyone eating pancakes.
    "Hey guys." She said, walking over to the cupboard to get some of her favourite cereal.


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    Kara glanced at Jake and nodded.
    "Sure." She said, then turned the cereal box over her bowl. She had underestimated how much was left in the box, and the cereal came pouring out, filling her bowl then scattering across the countertop. She cursed under her breath and glanced sheepishly over her shoulder, hoping nobody had noticed. Then she scooped what cereal had spilt on the counter into her hands and dumped it back in the box. Smiling at Jake, she handed the box to him.
    "Feel like taking some of the cereal out of my bowl? Apparently I'm not on my A-game this morning..." She said to him, indicating her overflowing bowl.

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    Kara smiled, then narrowed her eyes as Jake caught the cereal in his mouth. She picked up a piece of cereal and threw it in the air, catching it on her tongue as well. Grinning, she glanced innocently at Jake and shrugged, then walked over to the fridge to get the milk. She returned a moment later with the milk and a small carton of raspberries, her favourite. Popping a raspberry in her mouth, she tilted the carton and poured the milk, tapping her fingers restlessly on the counter as she did so.

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    Kara laughed at Ella's comment.
    "Sorry, Ella. I'll try to get up earlier tomorrow. I don't want to have another fateful run in with that terrible bucket." She said, remembering with a shudder a morning where she didn't get up early enough. The shock was so great, she felt as if she nearly changed right then and there. Turning back to Jake, she grinned and shrugged again.
    "I'm not like most girls." She said, laughing at the cliche ring to her words. As he showed his fangs, she smiled again, slightly mischievously.
    "We're wolves. Might as well flaunt it." She replied. Then she jumped up onto the countertop, grabbed a spoon from the drawer beneath her, and set to work on her cereal.

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    Looking up from her cereal, Kara pricked her ears excitedly (or she would have, if she was in wolf form). Sometimes she wasn't in the mood for parties, sometimes she was. But today, she definitely was. Sliding off the countertop, she took a couple steps forwards.
    "A party sounds great to me, Beckett!" She said, grinning.


    OOC: Super excited for this party tonight :)
    Also, allo, mes amies: I love your display picture, I only just realized it. Pingu was my childhood!!

  • яιvєя¢яєsт α¢α∂ємy || αℓℓ sнαρєsнιfтєяs ωєℓ¢σмє ((sign-up))

    Welcome to Rivercrest Academy


    [size=16pt]All Shapeshifters Welcome[/size]



    The letter arrives on your 16th birthday. There is no return address, no explanation of how they got your address, or how they know who you are. All that is written is that the letter comes from a Rivercrest Academy, situated high in the Rocky Mountains of northern Canada. The letter is a letter of acceptance, inviting you to join the Academy for the remaining two years of your high school career. Without thinking about it, you accept, your family accepts. It is as if you were all expecting the letter. If you knew any better, you would realize there is something strange acting upon you, something drawing you to the secluded mountain school. Soon you are packing your bags – warmly – for the crisp Canadian weather.


    What you don’t know is that Rivercrest Academy is not any normal high school. It is an Academy for the supernatural, for the anatomically strange, for the genetically gifted. The moment you enter the mountains, you experience a piercing headache. That night, asleep in your dorm, you have a strange dream about transforming into an animal, and when you wake up you feel as if you have barely slept at all. Upon asking your roommate, you realize that she/he had the exact same dream, just as a different animal. Within hours, you have pieced it together. This is a school for shapeshifters.


    Welcome to Rivercrest Academy, for the wild ones.



    Rules


    Houses


    School


    Classes





    My Forms


    [spoiler=Taken Spots, Students]


    Claw House
    Head Girl
    -- Taken --
    Leta Stone, played by me! (fireandblood)


    Head Boy
    -- Taken --
    Jace Forn Chapman, played by Zombunny


    Prefects (0/2)
    -- Open (male) --
    -- Open (female) --


    Regular Students
    -- Open, unlimited spots --


    Wing House
    Head Girl
    -- Open--


    Head Boy
    -- Open --


    Prefects (0/2)
    -- Open (male) --
    -- Open (female) --


    Regular Students
    Cassie Elizabeth Whitfield, played by Zombunny


    Hoof House
    Head Girl
    -- Open --


    Head Boy
    -- Open --


    Prefects (0/2)
    -- Open (male) --
    -- Open (female) --


    Regular Students
    -- Open, unlimited spots --

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    [spoiler=Taken Spots, Professors]


    Headmaster/mistress
    -- Open --


    Curriculum (English, Math, and Science all in one!)
    -- Open --


    Shapeshifting Lore & Free Shift
    -- Taken --
    Professor Caledon Swift, played by me!


    Language
    -- Open --


    Drama/Dance
    -- Open --


    Philosophy
    -- Open --


    Literature
    -- Taken --
    Professor Caledon Swift, played by me!


    History
    -- Open --


    Music
    -- Open --

    [/spoiler]


    Taken Face Claims

    Taken Face Claims

    Taken Face Claims

    Taken Face Claims



    [font=courier][size=24][color=white]ENJOY!

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    Kara finished her cereal and poured the remaining milk and cereal dregs down the sink. She washed her bowl and spoon and put them away. Then she turned back to the kitchen at whole, enjoying the relaxed atmosphere of the mini kitchen party. Then she padded out of the room and down to the water. Once there, she looked out over the lake. Mist was still slightly rising off of near the other end. Then she pulled her sweater and shorts off and took a running jump in. Surfacing, she grinned at how cold and refreshing the water was, then dunked under again to get her hair completely wet.