Posts by dragonheart1330

Well, what's it about?

Reserve Hydrokinetic Generation (female) for me please

same

oops, sorry, didn't know that this was supposed to be private...but, seriously, what is tis about?

Name: Chloe Milos Darkness
Age: 16
Personality: She is very mischievous, often sneaking out at night to see friends, but nothing too drastic. She is also a naturally bubbly, happy, hyper, and slightly childish person. Though when she is serious, she takes no goofing around. If you get her angry, then all hell will break loose.
Any odd habits or interests: She loves to read, write, draw, and simply wander around the woods.
Pets: None, but she just loves Max's baby ferret to bits.
Height: 5'5
Dress style: She usually wears a light blue top that is tied off at the end, dark blue jeans, black sneakers, a heart locket, lace gloves, and a denim jacket.
Other: She cuts, on the underside of her arms...she almost always either wears a jacket, a sweater, or a long sleeved shirt to cover it up. She usually secludes herself, either in school, at home, or even out in public. When she is stressed, she goes into the forest near her house, no matter what the people in the community had sighted.

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Since there is no 'Other' section, Art.

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[size=9pt]NAME »[/size]
Chloe

[size=9pt]NICKNAME(S) »[/size]
Either simply Chloe, or Lion.

[size=9pt]GENDER »[/size]
Female

[size=9pt]AGE »[/size]
17

[size=9pt]DATE OF BIRTH »[/size]
August 14 (I don't know what year the RP is in, so I can't tell you what year she was born)

[size=9pt]SEXUALITY »[/size]
Bisexual

[size=9pt]SPECIES »[/size]
Werewolf

[size=9pt]PACK »[/size]
Styrka

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[size=9pt]WRITTEN DESCRIPTION »[/size]
Human: Lightly tanned skin. Long, straight red hair and short bangs. Dark brown eyes surrounded by long lashes. Tall, slender, and curvy, she stands at 5'3 and is only 100 lbs. Long, spidery fingers and long nails. Light pink, full lips. She usually wears a light blue top that it tied off at the bottom with dark blue jeans and a denim jacket. She always wears a gold heart locket. She has black Nike running shoes when she must wear them, otherwise she just goes barefoot. She also wears black, leather finger gloves.
Wolf: Long, soft fur. Her back, sides, top of her head, and parts of her tail and legs are a light orangey-red. The rest of her fur is a misty white. She has long, fit legs and a slender body. Her tail goes down to about five inches from the ground. Her eyes are a lighter brown than in her human form.

[size=9pt]HEIGHT »[/size]
5'3

[size=9pt]WEIGHT »[/size]
100 lbs.

[size=9pt]HAIR COLOR »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]EYE COLOR »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]SKIN TONE »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]FUR COLOR»[/size]
Light orangey-red and white.

[size=9pt]BODY MODIFICATIONS »[/size]
None

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[size=9pt]PERSONALITY »[/size]
Chloe is happy and bubbly most of the time. She has this way of cheering those around her right up. Though she can become depressed quite easily. She is also a bit naïve, wanting to only see the good in people, not the bad. She can be angered easily and is very fierce and protective of her pack. She is imaginative, creative, and curious; often the one to venture forward first. If she had to, she would kill to protect her pack. Though she does not care about her own life. She would put anyone's life before her's, even if it was a simple human living in the town. She hates to see others get hurt or killed, so she does all she can to prevent it.

[size=9pt]LIKES »[/size]
~The moon and stars
~Night time
~Wildlife
~Watching daily life go on around her
~Open spaces
~Forests

[size=9pt]DISLIKES »[/size]
~Cloudy days and/or nights
~Fire
~Hunters
~Death
~Fights among the pack
~Arguments
~Water

[size=9pt]STRENGTHS »[/size]
She is very good with herbs and medical supplies. She is great at hand-to-hand combat and swimming. She also has a vast knowledge of the entire town, for she has wandered all of its streets and found out many of its secrets.

[size=9pt]WEAKNESSES »[/size]
When she sees fire, she freezes up. If she is submerged in water, she begins to panic and can't think properly. She does not have much experience in fighting. She will go into a daze if anyone is killed and she could have saved them. Sometimes, she will stare off into space, completely oblivious of what is around her.

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[size=9pt]HISTORY »[/size]
When she was only a child, she watched as her house was burned to the ground, with her mother trapped inside. She had just stood there, listening to her mother's screams, not doing anything. When the screams had abruptly stopped, she had become dazed and numb, unaware of anything going on around her. Her father was in the pack, but her mother was a human. Her father soon introduced her to his pack, trying to distract her from her mother's death. She began to work with medicine, learning the ways of a medic. During a scuffle with a few of the Karlic pack members, her father had been badly injured. When he was brought to her, she had gone numb, going through the normal procedures in a daze. When he father's heart had stopped beating, she panicked. Nothing she could do would stop the blood flow, nothing she could do would make his heart beat again. She had exiled herself from everyone for almost a month, only coming back to the real world when her skills were needed. When she finally got partly over her father's death, she went out into the town. Unknowingly, she crossed the border. A few Karlic members found her and chased her to a large pond. They pushed her in and she had hit her head on the ground, now unconscious. When she awoke, she was back with her pack, soaked to the bone. She was grateful that she was still alive, and eventually the death of her parents faded to the background. Now she lives everyday like any other. She does everything she can for her pack, only resting once she knows her pack is safe and healthy.

[size=9pt]FROM »[/size]
Gade, she was born here and has never left.

[size=9pt]KIN »[/size]
She does not know of any siblings and her parents are all dead.

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[size=9pt]RELATIONSHIP STATUS »[/size]
Single

[size=9pt]CRUSH »[/size]
Open

[size=9pt]BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND »[/size]
None

[size=9pt]SPOUSE / MATE »[/size]
None

[size=9pt]CHILDREN »[/size]
None

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[size=9pt]FEARS »[/size]
~Fire
~Water
~Letting another pack member die
~Being left alone

[size=9pt]DREAMS »[/size]
~Getting to see her parents again
~Becoming a great Medic and helping her pack to the fullest of her abilities

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[size=9pt]FACECLAIM »[/size]
Bella Thorne

[size=9pt]THEME SONG »[/size]
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[size=9pt]PLOT IDEAS »[/size]
Umm...let me get back to you on that.

[size=9pt]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE »[/size]
Chloe's paws pounded against the soft pine needles, her steps muffled by the soft forest carpeting. The scent of squirrel filled her nose and she adjusted her course to go after it. A fuzzy grey tail could be seen rummaging through the leaves, until a furry head popped up to see her. It squeaked and bolted towards a tree. Chloe forced her legs to go faster, digging her claws into the soft earth. She gave one last push and caught the squirrel in her teeth. She skidded to a halt and sat down, giving a wolfy giggle. Her head slowly dropped to the ground, and her jaws relaxed on the still squirming squirrel. It bolted up a tree and looked down at her to chatter loudly. Chloe gave another giggle. She padded softly along, sniffing the air every so often just in case she was about to pass the border. Satisfied with her chase, she began to make her way back to the town. She came across the log that her clothes were stored in. She then shifted back to a human, hissing at the pain that came with the change. Then she put her clothes back on, still smiling. She whistled a soft lullaby as she came into the town. Chloe picked a pine needle out of her hair and dropped it on the ground. As she neared her house, she came to a stop. She didn't want to go back in there just yet. The smell of penicillin would bring back to memories of all the dead, all the werewolves who died in her care. Instead, she turned to walk down the street, whistling once more. But no matter how cheery her outer shell seemed, on the inside she was a weepy mess. The screams of the injured and dying, the tears of the heartbroken families. All of the memories came rushing back to her. She came to a halt, sucking in a breath at the sudden bombardment. Chloe quickly sat down on the steps of someone's house before she could be overrun by dizziness and nausea. Tears threatened to spill. The back of her throat stung from the build up of tears. Her head now spun with all of the heart breaking words she had spoken, the stricken faces of family and friends. She clutched her head, beginning to compose herself. She blinked rapidly to clear away the tears, then waited to calm down. Once she was composed, she got back up and continued to walk, waving and giving friendly smiles to any her passed.

[size=9pt]COMMENTS OR QUESTIONS »[/size]
Nope

[size=9pt]OTHER »[/size]
Medic (Maybe keep scenes PG13?)

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Thank you :) so, are we just waiting for one more?

I could always be a hunter, though Chloe would be my main Character

Okay, I'll make one now

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[size=9pt]NAME »[/size]
"Name's Lianna. What's it to you?"

[size=9pt]NICKNAME(S) »[/size]
"Some call me Lia, others call me Owl."

[size=9pt]GENDER »[/size]
"Wow, are you blind?" Female

[size=9pt]AGE »[/size]
"Why should I tell you?" 22

[size=9pt]DATE OF BIRTH »[/size]
"Again with the personal questions." March 5th

[size=9pt]SEXUALITY »[/size]
"What is up with you!?" Straight

[size=9pt]SPECIES »[/size]
"I'm sorry, what?" Human/Hunter

[size=9pt]PACK »[/size]
"Pack? Who the heck are you?" Hunter

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[size=9pt]WRITTEN DESCRIPTION »[/size]
Tough, pale skin borders around pale misty blue eyes. Soft, long blonde hair borders an oval shaped face. She has a slender, fit, tall, and relatively curvy body with multiple scars. A black crescent moon tattoo is placed on her neck. Usually wearing a leather jacket with a dark blue T-shirt underneath, with dark jeans and black hunting boots that almost go up to her knees. Wears black biker gloves with spikes on the knuckles.

[size=9pt]HEIGHT »[/size]
5'7

[size=9pt]WEIGHT »[/size]
120 lbs.

[size=9pt]HAIR COLOR »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]EYE COLOR »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]SKIN TONE »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]FUR COLOR»[/size]
"Fur? I don't wear any fur, if that's what you mean"

[size=9pt]BODY MODIFICATIONS »[/size]
"Again, why should I tell you?" A black crescent moon on the right side of her neck.

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[size=9pt]PERSONALITY »[/size]
"I guess I'm kind of hotheaded and fierce. Though if you manage to get on my good side, I can be sweet, gentle, and kind. If I'm having a good day, that is. Oh, and if you get me angry, be ready to feel my wrath. I also don't take compliments or flirtatious moves very well."

[size=9pt]LIKES »[/size]
"This one, is personal."
~Knives
~Flowers
~Basking in the sun
~Swimming
~Sitting by a camp fire
~Hiking
~Big, open spaces

[size=9pt]DISLIKES »[/size]
"I'm still not telling."
~Swords
~Guns
~Enclosed spaces
~Huge crowds
~People who hunt animals for sport and/or don't use the entire animal for its use
~People who waste

[size=9pt]STRENGTHS »[/size]
Very skilled with knives and cross bows. Great swimmer. Knows how to set different types of traps and is a skilled tracker.

[size=9pt]WEAKNESSES »[/size]
Always leaves her left side open. Not very good with hand-to-hand combat. Can never be found in bars, even when someone she is chasing goes in one. Always flees when she sees someone that brings back her memories. In huge crowds, she freezes up and panics.

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[size=9pt]HISTORY »[/size]
Before her life was ruined, she lived a happy life out in the country with her mother, her father, her older brother, and her little sister. Then a man came; a large man with a grizzly beard and short dark brown hair. He wore a crescent moon necklace and had a great sword. Her parents pushed Lianna and her sisters into a closet and turned as the door opened. The man growled like a wild animal, taking out his sword and giving it a few swing tests. She had watched with wide, scared eyes as the man cur down her father. Her mother had screamed in terror and great sadness, dropping down to her husband. The man had then picked her mother up and driven her sword into her chest, piercing her beating heart and silencing it. Her little sister was crying, and her brother was trying to calm her. Lianna was simply numb, unable to move, unable to speak, unable to do anything but watch the man. As he turned to go out the door, his body began to shift and mold into that of a beast, thick brown fur grew all over him and his face molded. When his body was done moving, he was a giant, brown wolf. He gave a low, menacing howl, then turned to the closet. He stalked over and gave a low growl, but he left the children alone, instead whirling around to charge threw the door and into the cold, dark, starless night. For the next few days, Lianna and her siblings grieved the loss of their parents. But they had to go past the grief. They instead went out into the cruel world to fend for themselves. They soon found themselves in a large town, full of bustling, rushing people. They soon got lost and separated. By nightfall, Lianna and her brother found each other, but their little sister was still nowhere to be found. After endless hours of searching, they finally found her pour, twisted body lying on the ground in the middle of the street. The little girl had been trampled by the rushing crowd, unable to do anything to prevent the oncoming crowd. Lianna and her brother wept for many hours, but they had to keep going. Soon they had scavenged through enough trash bins to fill a small pond. Yet they were always hungry, cold, and tired. As the years went by, they became used to this way of life. Then her brother had gotten a job and left Lianna to fend for herself. She became bitter, loosing the childish innocence she once possessed. She began to learn how to fight with knives and crossbows. Then she set out to find more on the wolf man; whom she later found out was a werewolf. She began to track and hunt down these beasts who had ruined her life and taken her family away from her. The tracked them to a small town and began to hunt them from there, killing many in her quest for revenge.

[size=9pt]FROM »[/size]
The middle of nowhere. She was born at home with her parents, same as her siblings. Her home was miles from the closest town.

[size=9pt]KIN »[/size]
Only her brother is alive, and she has no idea where he is. (If someone wants to be her brother, feel free to do so)

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[size=9pt]RELATIONSHIP STATUS »[/size]
"Single and probably going to stay that way."

[size=9pt]CRUSH »[/size]
Open

[size=9pt]BOYFRIEND / GIRLFRIEND »[/size]
"I just said I was single."

[size=9pt]SPOUSE / MATE »[/size]
"Again, single."

[size=9pt]CHILDREN »[/size]
"I could never take care of one, so why bother?"

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[size=9pt]FEARS »[/size]
Huge crowds, the man who killed her parents, dying before being able to take revenge, dwelling on the past, and reliving her past/nightmares.

[size=9pt]DREAMS »[/size]
Being able to take revenge for her parents' death, then being reunited with her family.

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[size=9pt]FACECLAIM »[/size]
answer

[size=9pt]THEME SONG »[/size]
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[size=9pt]PLOT IDEAS »[/size]
Still Dunno.

[size=9pt]ROLEPLAY SAMPLE »[/size]
(This one is not going to be as long as the last)
Lianna's soft footsteps were made inaudible by the thick carpeting of pine needles, grass and soft dirt. Her hand slowly reached back to grasp the hard wooden end of an arrow. She drew it from the quiver and quietly notched it into place on her crossbow. She aimed for the quivering wolf, watching as the fur retracted and the limbs were changing to look that of a human's. She aimed for the heart, then let the arrow loose. It zipped through the air, flying straight and true. But the man heard it with his enhanced wolf hearing; heard the wind parting to allow the arrow past, then quickly snapping back into place. He reacted quickly, trying to arch his back to allow the arrow to fly right past him. He simply was not fast enough; the arrow imbedded itself into his side, earning a slightly inhuman howl of pain. Lianna tore across the grass, a long, thin bladed knife already in her hand. She flew at the howling man, sinking her knife into the soft skin and hard muscle of his neck, right through to the other side. She pulled the knife out with a sickening, bloody sound and instead jammed it into his temple. She pulled the knife out again and sheathed it, satisfied with her kill. She bolted from the murder scene as fast as she could, before anyone noticed. She sprinted all the way to her little shack at the edge of the woods as far away from the little town as possible. It was made out of maple wood, then lined with bark for extra protection against the elements. It was cozy inside, the maple somehow retaining the heat that Lianna generated from a small fire she sometimes made I the small fireplace. It was only one room, but it suited her needs. She settled down on her bed and closed her eyes, reliving the kill she had made this afternoon. She slowly slipped into a restful sleep with neither dream nor nightmare.

[size=9pt]COMMENTS OR QUESTIONS »[/size]
Nope.

[size=9pt]OTHER »[/size]
Hunter

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Thanks...and anything's fine :)

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Okay.
Chloe pulled her backpack tighter to her body when she passed two men smoking. They gave her no trouble, though, so she let out a sigh of relief. She was walking home from another day of school. Tomorrow was Saturday, so that was a bonus. Though she did have two pages of Math, a page of Science, and a History essay that all had to be done by Tuesday.

Thanks...:)
Just wondering, when will we be starting?

okay

Max felt her phone vibrate with a text message. She took it out of her pocket and see that it's from Isaac.
Her fingers fly across the screen as she types back.
'Ya, I'll come. I'll meet you and Jess outside your place.'
She puts her phone back in her pocket and runs home to pack a bag big enough to hold the things she needs to bring. Once she is done packing, she runs to Isaac's place and smiles at him, waving.
"So, is Zelda coming?" she asks.

Chloe Truding

Special Skill
She can make a map of a town with every little detail and secret if she had to. She is very good at sneaking around and finding information the old fashioned way. But she does not steal, she has never been very good at that, only getting information and locations, then remembering them as if she had her own mental hard drive.

History
Her mother had dropped her off at a local orphanage as soon as she was born. She was raised in that orphanage, and gained her skill by exploring the local land, then making maps on the land. The woman who ran the orphanage helped her gain this skill, but she taught herself most of what she knows. Finally, she got sick of the orphanage and ran away in the middle of the night. She found the other runaways and joined them willingly.

Thanks :)

Max takes out her phone and gives a small laugh. "I'm right here, Isaac." she taps his shoulder, still smiling.
Then her smile fades. "Can Eric come?"