Posts by razer

Background
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Past
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Give a biography of…

· … their childhood:
· … their teen years:
· … their young adult years:
· … their adult years:

Birth place:
Home town:
Country of birth:
Does your character have biological parents?
Is your character an orphan?

How were they raised?
Did they enjoy it?

Finances:
Were they rich or poor?

How far goes their education?
Was it public or private?
Did they go to kindergarten?
… Elementary school?
… Secondary school?
… College/academy/university?
… Anything else?
Did they ever fail any of these/had to redo a year?
Did they drop out at one point?
Why?
What did they study?
Was this their own choice?
What for?

Biological father’s name:
Still alive?
Relationship with your character:

Biological mother’s name:
Still alive?
Relationship with your character:

Sibling(s):
Information about them:
Still alive?
Relationship with your character:
Any significance in your character’s life?

Other family members:
Relationship with your character:
Have these people had any significance in your character’s life?

Pets:
Still alive?
Any significance in your character’s life?

Friends:
Information about them:
Are they still friends?

Enemies:
Information about them:

Hobbies:
Are they member of any clubs?
Other memberships:
Other things they do in their spare time:

[font=georgia]Present
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Current place residence:
Describe their place of living:
Where did they live in the past, besides their initial home?
How many times did they move?
What effect did this leave on them?

Economic knowledge:
Socioeconomic level:
Finances:
Are they rich or poor?

Current culture:
What do they think of other cultures?


Are they married?
Spouse(s)/Love interest(s):
Still alive?
Relationship with your character:
Would they cheat on them?
Has this person had any significance in your character’s life?

How did they discover their sexual orientation?
Have they come out for it?
Is it considered weird by the character’s culture/relatives?
Did the character accept this?
Were they accepted by society/relatives?
Are/were they afraid to do so?

Love life:
How easily do they fall in love?
How many lovers have they had?
What personality are they looking for?
Have they been used before?
If so, how and why?
Have they used someone before?
How and why?

Turn-ons:
Turn-offs:
Favorite position:

Children:
Are they illegitimate?
Information about them:
Still alive?
Any significance in your character’s life?

Pets:
Why?
Still alive?
Any significance in your character’s life?

Friends:
Information about them:
Are they still friends?
Relationship with your character:
Has this person had any significance in your character’s life?

Enemies:
Information about them:
Relationship with your character:
Has this person had any significance in your character’s life?

Other significant people:
Why?
Has this person had any significance in your character’s life?

Current job(s)/occupation(s):
Why?
Do they like it?
Salary:
Place of Work:
Work-related Skills:
Past Occupations:
Other income:

Hobbies:
Are they member of any clubs?
Other memberships:
Other things they do in their spare time:

Transportation:
Car:
Cell phone:
Computer:
Other valuable things owned:

Death date:
Death place:
Death circumstances:
Was it the absolute end? Or was there something after that?

Important events in their time:

Mentality
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Personality and Skills
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Summary of personality:
In general, who or what influenced their personality to become as it is now?
Jung personality:
Enneagram:

Strengths:
Weaknesses:
How were they influenced in this?

Fears:
Why?
How were they influenced in this?

Phobias:
Why?
How were they influenced in this?

Mental/emotional traumas:
Why?
How were they influenced in this?

Worst thing that can happen to this character:
Best thing that can happen to this character:

Mental state:
Sanity:
Mental illness(es):
Why?
Are they getting treatment?
How were they influenced in this?

Intelligence:
Are they street smart or book smart?
What, besides school, contributed to their intelligence?
Strong intellectual qualities:
Weak intellectual qualities:

Everyday habits:
Personal rituals:

Self-control:
General Temperament:
What angers them?
Self-esteem:
Optimist/pessimist:

Drives and Motivations:
Dreams:
Good Characteristics:
Character Flaws and Quirks:
Pet peeves:
Accomplishments:

Faith/religion:
Why?
Was it their choice?
Devotion:
Do they uphold religious values?
Philosophy:

When do they feel at ease?
When don’t they feel at ease?
What embarrasses them?
What depresses them?
What makes them laugh?
What makes them cry?
Any specific reasons for the above answers?

Eating habits:
Sleeping habits:

Do they smoke?
How often?
What?

Do they drink?
How often?
What?

Do they do drugs?
How often?
Which?

Are they addicted to any of the above?
Any other addictions?
Why?

Secrets:
Darkest Secret:
Why?
Does anyone else know their secret? If yes, how did that person find out?
How would they react if this secret were to be known?

Mother language:
Accent:
Dialects spoken:
Other languages known:
Voice:
Volume of voice:
Other special things about the voice:

Social skill:
Outlook on life:
Outlook in general:
Activity:
Adventurousness:
Predictability:
Responsibility:
Tidiness:
Cleanliness:
Generosity:
Manners:
Bravery:
Loyalty:

Morality:
Alignment:
Why?

Skilled at:
Particularly bad at:
Talents:

Passive or aggressive:

Physical fighting skills:
Physical fighting style:
Weapon(s) they’re skilled with:
Specific attack(s)/weapon(s):
Abilities:
Signature weapon/attack:

Knows magic?
Magic fighting skill:
Magic fighting style:
Spells known:
Why?
How did they get this power?
How powerful are they?
Signature spell:

Alternate form(s):
How did they get this/these form(s)?
Do they prefer this/one of these form(s) to their primary form?
Can they control forms?

Any other things about their combat:

Theme song:
Personal quote:

[font=georgia]Opinions
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Likes:
Why?
How were they influenced in this?

Dislikes:
Why?
How were they influenced in this?

What is their favourite…

· Colour:
· Animal:
· Food/dish:
· Dessert:
· Drink:
· Alcoholic beverage:
· Taste:
· Smell:
· Season:
· Place:
· Holiday:
· Plant:
· Book:
· Literary genre:
· Movie:
· Movie genre:
· TV show:
· TV genre:
· Actor:
· Artist/band:
· Song:
· Music genre:
· Clothing style:
· Game:
· Game genre:

Do they have a particular reason for liking the above?

What is their least favourite…

· Colour:
· Animal:
· Food/dish:
· Dessert:
· Drink:
· Alcoholic beverage:
· Taste:
· Smell:
· Season:
· Place:
· Holiday:
· Plant:
· Book:
· Literary genre:
· Movie:
· Movie genre:
· TV show:
· TV genre:
· Actor:
· Artist/band:
· Song:
· Music genre:
· Clothing style:
· Game:
· Game genre:

Do they have a particular reason for disliking the above?

Past goals:
Why?
Were they accomplished?

Current goals:
How are they going?

Dream job:
Why?
Nightmare job:
Why?

Political stance:
Political party:
Why?

Related to the Character
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When was this character created?
Did you make the design?
How has the design changed?
Do you roleplay with this character?
Do you draw the character?
Did you enjoy this challenge?

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]OOC: Time for some awkward mwahahahaha

IC: I rolled over in my sleep, adjusting myself so I'd be more comfortable. Unfortunately for me, my hand landed right near Ivan's crotch when I rolled over, and I didn't even notice it.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]I had not stopped growing.

As the days passed and I remained in the corner of the room, watching Becca suffer silently, my body changed. The scientists were constantly injecting me with new substances, all ones to boost my power as a werewolf while destroying what little bit of human I had left inside. All the injections managed to make me much more powerful, which resulted in the scientist being proud of me and my agreement to all of this. Like I had a choice.

The injections felt almost too good to be true. One of them in fact made my muscles start growing immediately, and I blew apart my clothes like I was the hulk. All the while, I had felt some sort of pleasure going through me, almost like a lust for new power. I looked like the hulk but twice the size, my frame being littered with bulging huge muscles. Two years in here, and I had changed from a thin and frail teenager into a muscle bound beast, quite literally. In all honesty, I liked it.

Another unfortunate side effect that had transpired from all of these experiments was the fact that now my eyes glowed a permanent bright blue and my canines were elongated and sharpened, almost like I was right on the brink of shifting all the time. That was one thing that I could've gone without.

I was ripped from my thoughts when I felt the air in the room kick in, causing me to shiver. I unfortunately was completely naked now, save for a blanket I had wrapped around me. The scientists decided not to waste any more time in supplying me new clothes, as they knew I'd grow out of them almost instantly. I flicked my gaze over to Becca, the girl who I had helped capture. I felt awful about it, what they were doing to her. I had sat and watched her this entire time. I watched her suffer. I couldn't do anything about it, because if I did, they would stop my injections and they'd kill me. I licked my lips nervously and stared at Becca.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Another day, another run. Today was a day that I unfortunately wouldn't get the pleasure to enjoy much of, because later tonight I would have to go through one of the most awful experiences of my entire life.

Turning.

I was a werewolf, turned by my own stupidity and lack of survival skills. At when first I noticed the subtle changes to myself, like my overall muscle building, my ability to run farther and faster, and my remarkable personality change, I thought I had just hit a high in my change in life style as of late. Unfortunately for me, I was proven wrong.

The first full moon was something that traumatizes me to this day. I was running at sunset, thinking that I was just getting sore from not working out for a few days.... and then it hit me like a ton of bricks. I had fallen forward and let out the most blood curdling, pain ridden scream I had ever uttered. My bones began to snap and rework themselves, some even breaking the skin. For the first 30 seconds I could feel nothing but horrible pain as the bones in my body became a new, more efficient being's.

After that, the pain started to fade a little bit. Little did I know that while this was transpiring, my muscles had grown to enormous sizes and black fur had started to cover my body, stemming out from my chest. As the horrid transformation continued, I felt myself wanting to go again. To run as fast as I could and destroy anything that was getting in my way. As my face had stretched out into a muzzle and sharp teeth filled my mouth uncomfortably, I started running. This time, I went much faster, and I could see everything much better. I had darted through the forest, killing everything in my path.

And now, it was 3 years after. I had managed to somehow get myself into an area where no one would see me. I went to a self storage place and buried myself deep in the massive facility, making sure that no one would hear me. I'd have to do that again, and again, and again for the rest of my life. I shook my thoughts away and continued my jog.

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[justify][sub][color=white]Powering on. Battery sufficiently charged. Discharge from charging station.

Eden opened his black optics to hear the sound of his brother Aperture calling out his name. Normally, if it was Equinox or Maximus, Eden would have been slightly annoyed at the loud calling for him. Lucky for Ap, he was pretty much Eden's favorite little annoying brother that he couldn't be mad at. He certainly didn't hate the kid, oh no. He merely thought of him as cute and adorable and every mistake that his android brother made was only because he was young.

Eden sat up and stood from his charging station as the smell of meat drifted into his nose capacitors. Breakfast was indeed being served. Excellent. Eden ran one of his hands through his hair, and woke up his brain a little bit more with a protocol called a yawn. He turned to face his android brother, his dark eyes gazing into his younger brother's pale blue ones. [b]"Good morning Ap." Eden muttered to himself. The android spoke in monotone, mostly because he either chose not to or quite possibly couldn't express many emotions when speaking.

The android put his hands in his pockets and yawned again. For some reason his brain [i]just wasn't all the way there yet. Eden kept his posture straightened and formal, even in the morning. He walked to the galley where the scent of the meat got stronger until he found the source. It was bacon! If Eden could have chosen a breakfast, he would've had eggs and a glass of orange juice, but that was beside the point. Oh! There were eggs! Eden's mouth stretched into a smile as he realized that fact. Today was going to be a good day.

Eden sat down at the table in the galley in his seat, which was in the middle, between Max and Ap. He took his plate and stood again, heading to the table and getting some eggs and bacon. All the while doing this, the android managed to keep his composure surprisingly straight, almost like he was in the presence of a queen or some high ranking official.[/fancypost][align=center]
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[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Derek sighed, raising his head. His face saddened for a moment. "Atticus got yelled at by a customer." he mumbled, his gaze flicking to Derek. "Someone kinda was just really rude to him and he tried to be nice but they were just idiots to him so he had to go upstairs or else he'd change out of anger." Derek said, his eyes looking tired and sunken in a little. "He needs someone. He cuts himself off from everyone and doesn't let anyone in..." he trailed off.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Alright! <3

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]OOC: It's okay I got you

IC: I was surprised by the fact the Trevor just kicked my butt, literally, and I fell over, dropping my controller and making my character freeze in place. "Hey! That's not fair you butthead!" I said, slapping at his foot. I reached toward my controller and picked it up.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]My eyes widened as I saw her hand bend in an awful direction. I regained my anger. I found tears to be flowing from my eyes as I said my next words. "Stay away from me Gabby! Or I'll...I'll kill you!" I snapped, before stomping to my car and getting into it. I turned the key and started it before driving away.

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Another day, another run. I plugged in my headphones and took a breath as I hopped off my porch and burst into a jog, starting down my driveway and then out onto the street. I lived in a development outside of my hometown of Treehill, Minnesota. I guess you could say it was for rich people, and I was one of the lucky few.

I had moved in a while ago, being pretty new to this neighborhood. When I first moved in, various neighbors brought over casseroles and little house warming gifts, but every time someone did, I found the person across the street nowhere to be found. I had asked people about him, but they simply brushed him off as being an introvert and not really enjoying the company of new people. As they left though, they spoke in hushed whispers about if they should warn me not to get close to the man.

I pulled myself away from my thoughts and turned another corner on my route, now on the homestretch back home.

I needed to work on my novel. I was a amateur author, self publishing books and making little money back from sales. I needed to work on a lot, especially character development and plots. Whatever. For now I was focusing on my health and making sure that I was happy. And for the moment, I was.

I ran into my driveway, making a left turn off of the street. Damn, I hadn't run in this new neighborhood yet. It was pretty tiring. I made my way up my long driveway to my door and sat down on my steps, panting.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]OOC: I had a really good day today, despite the fact that I woke up at 4am. I'm not even tired either. I love life. :)

HEY

GUESS WHAT

YOU LOOK PRETTY TODAY

AND THAT OUTFIT WAS REALLY CUTE TODAY I KNOW YOU WERE HESITANT ABOUT WEARING IT BUT IT REALLY WORKS FOR YOU

IC: Oh my god. This wasn't happening. This was not happening. This was not Ryan! That....That was Ryan! What the hell?!

2 Hours Earlier.

Ryan and I had been best friends for what seemed like forever. It was only a couple of years ago when we had met. I was sitting alone, all by myself. And then I saw him. Sitting across the room, by himself too. I thought, "Hey, why not make a new friend?" So, I went over to him, and casually picked up a conversation about how awful the school lunch was. He was talking to me like I was an old friend of his, reunited after a long time of being away. It was great. We texted and called all the time and hung out like we were brothers.

But then, he started slipping away every once in a while. Making excuses like "Gotta go pick up some food and head home.", and "I gotta get home. It's gonna get cold out." and especially this one that he used A LOT.

"I don't feel very good."

I had never been really skeptical about it, since hey, people have lives and other stuff to do besides hangout with their friends 24/7. But I had thought about it a bit. Every time that he had left, he had taken two or three days off of school, and then suddenly came back, looking fine and healthy. Lately I had been especially skeptical, so I decided to follow him today.

I had been trailing him from a distance. It was snowing, so it was a little bit hard for me to see him. Before he left he had looked....antsy. Uneasy. I pretended to shrug it off, but I knew that something was wrong. So, I trailed him. I hid behind a tree that was pretty far away from him. What was he doing? What was he... I crouched down a little, just to make sure he didn't see me if he turned around.

And then, I saw him start to....oh my god, what was happening to him?! Oh my god. Was he.....turning into a wolf?!

Present.

I felt my breathing slow down and my heartbeat as well. I was in absolute shock, trying to process what had just happened. Ryan, or whatever creature was Ryan, was tearing apart a bunny and was now starting to...change back? Oh my god, I couldn't watch this! I rose to a standing position and stared at Ryan with wide eyes. I started backing up, putting my hands out in front of me for some sort of mock protection.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]So this was the man who everyone had been so 'afraid' to talk about, huh? He certainly looked like a rich guy. His satchel reflected the light, the gold causing sun to go into my face and temporarily blind me. What a prick. I should've went up and wiped that disgusting smirk of his right off of his face with a good old punch.

But then...he looked over at me. I looked away when he did and after a while, I found my gaze drifting back to the man and his fancy aesthetic. I really was an outsider in a place like this, wasn't I? But that look....at first I was confused. Was it like....an invite? No. Push. This guy didn't even know me. But...the way he looked, it couldn't have been anything else...

I stood up and darted inside my large home, upstairs to my bedroom. I slipped off my workout outfit and went to the bathroom to clean myself off. I rinsed myself off in the shower, focusing on the smelliest parts of my body. After about two minutes, I stepped out of the shower. I returned to my room and put on some new clothes, ones that weren't fancy like Gold Satchel Guy's, but they were pretty decent. My fancy outfit consisted of a sweater, khaki skinny jeans, and some nice brown shoes. I looked at myself in the mirror and quickly styled my hair before trotting downstairs. As I neared the door, I heard a knock.

It was one of my neighbors! She was a little younger than me, but quite startled that I was at the door so fast. "Oh! Hello..." She said, smiling. "I'm Jess. I'm one of your neighbors. Um...Wait, are you going to that party?" The brunette girl was dressed up just like me, almost as if the whole neighborhood had been going. "Y-yeah." I said, rubbing the back of my head. "Oh! You look pretty fancy. I'll walk you over." Jess said.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]Luckily, I got uncomfortable again and moved again, my hand briefly brushing Ivan's crotch before being returned to my lap. I rested my head against Ivan's left pec. A dream in my head played, and luckily it wasn't a nightmare. I muttered Ivan's name quietly as I dreamed and a smile formed on my features.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]I was on the bed, the covers pulled up to my chin. I buried myself in the covers, with no intent on leaving any time soon.

Derek yawned again, closing his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw the piece of paper. Cocking his head to the side, he read it. "Atticus reminds Damian of Jorin." he read. "Huh. Really?" Derek asked, looking over at Hannah. The twins plopped down at the table, letting their heads rest. "Goddamn I'm so tired." Alex said. "I could literally just fall asleep right here. Not even kidding." Carter added.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]I watched with silent disgust. This wasn't even a simulation that was going to benefit her! I slowly rose to my feet and stumbled a little bit when I realized how much I really weighed. "H-hey....That i-isn't helping...." I found it hard to speak with my fangs fully extended.

"Sit down Epsilon. You don't need any more stress to yourself with your growing frame." one of the scientists said. I growled quietly. Ever since my muscle growth spurt, they started calling me Epsilon instead of Eden. I was going to break her free. I was going to. I started picturing that audio recording in my head over and over again. 'Initiate protocol Alpha. Alpha. ALPHA. ALPHA!'

I lurched forward with a yelp of pain as I did it. I did it! I was starting to shift! I found my body growing that same black hair again as my bones began to snap and rework themselves. "Epsilon, stop it! Stop!" One of the scientists turned to me and snarled. I reached out with a huge clawed hand and raked them across his face, sending him flying back into the wall. I groaned in pain again as I grew in height, rising to now 7 feet. My face stretched out into a muzzle and the rest of my teeth elongated into fangs. My eyes glowed blue and I was a monster yet again. Several of the scientists had fled at this point. I growled and slid my clawed hands under Becca's straps and began ripping them.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]I cracked my neck, the sound echoing through the house. "I should. Meh, I dunno. I might not have time. Jordan invited me out again tonight so I won't be home." I reminded my friend gently. Jordan was a mutual friend of ours, more friends with Pedro than me. It was an excuse to go and do what I hated most. Shifting.

"Good. We should watch a movie tomorrow." I said, plopping down at the table and scooting my chair closer to the table. Trying to sound less suspicious? Check. "Maybe a horror movie? I dunno if you like those but I think they're pretty cool. I dunno." I said, shrugging.

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify] Okay! Bump!

[fancypost bgcolor= ; border: 0px solid black; margin-top: -11px; width: 400px; height: auto; font-family: Baskerville Old Face; font-size: 8pt;][justify]I was horrified of what I saw. It was Ryan, half....wolf? Fur covered his body and his fingernails looked like claws. "Wh--what..." I could barely speak I was in so much shock. I stumbled back and slipped on a rock that had been hidden in the snow. As I fell backward I threw out my arm, trying to use a tree to catch myself. Unfortunately, that action resulted in skin being torn from my left arm and blood seeping out of the wound. Little drops of my blood stained the snow. I crawled backwards on my butt, unable to stand. I was in shock. Definitely in shock. This was NOT happening.

OOC: I was in a really good mood so I thought I'd compliment you xD