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∞ "HERE IN THIS WORLD/I'M AWAKE WITH MISTAKES." ∞
{First Name} Telle
☬ Pronounced like "t-EL." Sort of like the word "tell?" Yeah, he can understand how it might trip up some. . . Simple minded brains.
{Middle Name} None. Clearly, his parents never got the memo that, if you didn't have a middle name, you would forever be dubbed as that 'unfortunate' kid.
{Last Name} Armentrote
{Nick Name} When Telle's in different towns, he goes by different names. Never keeping the same one, just because he knows how much his first name tends to stand out. As of the present moment, he's currently going by Ben. Simply because he kinda looks like a Ben, yeah?
{Gender} Male, love. Would you like him to prove it to you?
{Sexuality} He has no problem with people who aren't straight, but he's far from being gay himself. Nope, curves are really the only thing that do it for this guy.
{Age} Just turned twenty [20]
{Birthday} July 8th
{Appearance}
☬ (view spoiler)
{Hair Color} Much like his twin's, Telle's hair would appear to be a simple black upon first glance. But further inspection would prove to show that his hair is much like the feathers of a raven, gleaming countless colors under the weight of sun rays. The most noticeable would perhaps be a redish color, almost an auburn, along with a violet, deep blue, and emerald green. Yup, him and little Deirdre -Lilith, excuse him- sure hit the hair jackpot in the family, that's for damn sure.
{Eye Color} Though they don't remain this way in wolf form, in human form, Telle's eyes are, quite simply, breathtaking. They're a neon blue, the same as 'Lilith's,' though hers are a bit more brighter than his. The physical similarity between the two twins is astounding, though, and just glancing at them together would be enough to force someone to do a double take.
{Height} Unlike his little sister's short stature, Telle stands roughly a foot and a half taller than her at 6'7. Meaning he's, quite frankly, huge.
{Weight} At about 200 lbs, this particular werewolf is build like a lethal linebacker.
{General Style}
{Distinguished Markings}
{Personality}
∞ "AND I'M REALLY NOT THE SAME/AS I USED TO BE.
I'M ALWAYS LIVING IN MY HEAD/AND I CAN'T REMEMBER WHEN
I LAST/FELT ALIVE.
I'M HOLDING OUT/FOR A SAVING GRACE
TO SHOW ME/THE ERROR OF MY WAYS.
I REALLY NEED/TO CHANGE." ∞
{History}
{Family}
{Crush} Aww, aren't you just the cutest thing? Trying to figure him out. Doll, if he wanted to be that obvious, you would know the answer to that question without even having to ask it. But since he doesn't want you to know, trust me: You won't.
{Relationship status}
{Vehicle or Transportation}
{Other}
∞ "I STILL WORRY ABOUT THE WEATHER/AND I'M SICK TO DEATH OF RAIN." ∞
Telle has anemophobia, also known as an abnormal fear of drafts or gusts of wind. It's pretty severe, to the point where it used to force him to stay inside on extremely drafty days. The phobia is enough to make him feel like he's suffocating, adding an enormous amount of pressure to his head where it almost feels like it's going to burst like a balloon filled up with too much helium. Should he, for some reason be trapped outside on a windy day, he's been known to have mild to severe panic attacks, anxiety squeezing his chest. Fortunately , -or unfortunately, I guess- when he shifts, he doesn't have this fear. It's tantalizing, knowing he could prevent them by staying shifted. But even that isn't enough to make him stay in his wolf form for very long.
∞ "AND THESE PANIC ATTACKS DO NOTHING/FOR MY TIRED, SWOLLEN BRAIN." ∞
"That which does not kill us makes us stronger." - Friedrich Nietzsche
[Name:] Aspen Carolyne Spencer
[Age] 19
[Gender] Femme Fatale
[Physical Appearance/Description]
(view spoiler)
Aspen is a moderately beautiful young woman, with high set cheek bones, slightly full lips, and a rounded face. Long, thin limbs attached to a slender physique, her skin is pigmented with a light bronze color she received from her father's side, the Cherokee Indian part of her. In the summers, due to her years of playing competitive tennis and horseback riding, she's slightly darker skinned then she seems. Moderately tall at 5'6, her long wavy hair has many shades of light brown within it, mixed in with darker brunettes in the lower layers. Her irises are that of her maternal grandfathers', a hazel that changes from a beautiful brown to a slightly blue-green depending on her mood and the way the light reflects off of them. Overall, Aspen is a picturesque beauty derived from her mother's genes, having very few of her fathers.
[Bestial Appearance/Description]
Aspen in bestial form is much smaller then her twin brother, but yet, one of the strongest. With brown innocent eyes, her coat is a caramel color mixed with several shades of tan and brown, only adding to her beauty. She's one of a kind, not a single member of the pack or her family with the same coloring. Her physique is slender, yet, at the same time very strong. Overall, she's a very unique beauty.
[Personality]
Upon first meeting, Aspen can be a bit cold. She's not exactly the most approachable person, but then, when you're constantly on the run from and you're trying to protect yourself from being verbally abused, and from a alcoholic, depressed mother, it's not easy. She can be sweet, and gentle, but for the most part, she's quiet and cold towards others. But it she hasn't always been this way.
Whatever she does, any way that she acts, its all to protect her heart from being hurt anymore. Quiet, shy, sensitive, but in the same she'll stand her ground. Commonly, she doesn't try and pick a fight, but when it comes to her brother and family.she will fight tooth and nail. Deep down, she's just a broken hearted young woman who hasn't had a chance to heal from all the grief she's dealt with.
[Strengths]
-Extremely flexible
-Incredibly talented dancer
-Charming
[Weaknesses]
-Can be rather clumsy at times.
-Dyslexic, meaning, she commonly has trouble reading.
-Temperamental, this is only if you upset her however.
[Sexuality] Heterosexual
[Relationship Status] Unidentified
[History]
Aspen had the typical 'American Dream' family, a working class father, a stay at home mother, and two popular, smart brothers. Little did most know, her family wasn't as perfect as they seemed. Her father was a workaholic who had many affairs on the side and was never home, while her mother, depressed, became an alcoholic as she found out of her husbands' affairs. Her older brothers, Jace and Max, often looked after each other and their younger sister, Aspen. Aspen was closer to her eldest brother, Jace, who was three years older then her
The baby of the Spencer children, Aspen had always been the wild child. Although she was highly intellectual, she did things that could be considered dangerous, and wasn't afraid to put herself in any danger. After all, it was all fun and games, right?
When she was fifteen, she was in a car accident with some friends and had a severe concussion, nearly dying from it. Her brain had been affected in such a way that she struggled to remember things, and to the current day she still does. It affects her short term memory more then anything, but since her accident, she couldn't remember anything before that for a long time. It is only recently that she has started to garner her memories back. After the tragic accident, she quit living on the wild side and focused on her studies, finding her passion in dance. It overcame her life, although she found it hard to remember the dance steps. With some encouragement and a lot of hard work, she was offered a scholarship to one of the most prestigious dance academies in the world. She’d get the opportunity to dance her little heart out, but her father was not happy.
Not long after the discovery of their daughter leaving on a prestigious scholarship, her parents split. Her mother became sober and her father suddenly became verbally abusive with them. Then, her mother became an alcoholic again, and depressed as well. Jace, being almost out of college at this point, he decided enough was enough. So, he moved them all the way from Idaho to -----, and she's lived with him ever since. But starting over as the new girl definitely isn't easy. Especially when the inner beast inside her yearns to be accepted by other individuals just like her.
[ Likes]
✔ Friendships, true friendships.
✔ Animals- After she moved in with her brother, she couldn't have any animals except for her dwarf rabbit, P.J.
✔ Pride and Prejudice- She loves Jane Austen.
✔ Reading- Reading in general makes her a very happy soul.
✔ English- Not surprisingly, she loves english class.
✔ Dance- After her accident, it became her one passion.
✔ Horseback riding- Once again, back in Idaho, she rode horses for years, and misses them desperately.
[ Dislikes]
✕ Fear- She can't stand it, any kind of fear.
✕ Death- Everyone fears death, right?
✕ Spiders- She's terribly afraid of them, nonetheless.
✕ Justin Bieber- She's not too fond of him
✕ Rap Music- It's terrible to her ears.
✕ Her father- She can't stand her father. Even at the mention of him, she cringes for what he did to her family.
✕ Hospital Visit- She had a terrible heart condition as a child, and ever since, she can't stand hospital visits.
[Vehicle]
Not exactly her choice, but it was her brothers and she does what she has to do to get by.
I think I have all the components and a little more, but I might be missing a few things. Just let me know C:
Part One.
I walk in the paw prints of great wolves, I refuse to let them down.
[ Full name ] Endeavour Jean Falconarius.
[ Nickname ] Ende, Dev, Falcon.
[ Pack ] Endeavour was born into a small pack, it is known as the Falcon's it was more or less a pack of nine, a small family to be precise everyone within it was from the same gene pool or mated into it.
[ Rank in pack ] In her family, Endeavour was the Beta female, she shared the position with her sister, Mercury. That was till she she left her family that is.
[ Age ] Eighteen years or maturity
[ D.O.B ] February ninth
[ Gender ] Feminine [xx]
[ Sexuality ] Heterosexual
[ Discovery of sexuality ]
Endeavour had always known she was what people tended to call straight, she had experimented of course as any regular teenager does at her age, but she never found woman quite as attractive as men, she always found herself more attracted to them, but she has always been able to admit that a woman is beautiful or sexy, but that's more or less it for her, never has she been truly sexually attracted, a stolen kiss or two or perhaps a drunken fondle is all she has done, but nothing that would make her consider she is bisexual or homosexual.
I do what is necessary
[ Human Appearance ]
(view spoiler)
[ S k i n ]
Endeavour's skin is not what you would call deathly pale, not is it anywhere near the tanned region, she's definitely pale, but not sickly, some have said her skin to remind them of alabaster, quite an accurate description to be honest. Her skin is more or less flawless apart from the singular freckle she has, which is located on her inner right thigh. Though it is not common knowledge, unless of course you have been near that region.
[ B u i l d ]
Endeavour is not small nor is she tall, she's perfectly average standing at a fair five foot six inches. Her legs are long and slender the envy of most girls doing athletics due to the sheer power within them, they're an athletes legs, though they are said to be rather eye-catching for her male and female admirers. Her torso isn't large or long, she is a willowy girl, slim with an incredibly desirable figure, she's not up-down, nor is she pear or apple, she's surprisingly an hour-glass, with her somewhat large breasts followed with a narrow waist and curvaceous hips.
[ H a i r ]
Her hair is a dark brown, though most people have been known to mistake it for black in it's colouring, not a hard mistake to make since it's colour is that dark near enough a coffee colour truly, it's medium in it's length reaching her mid-chest. When washed and left to dry naturally her hair is prone to be slightly wavy accompanied with the occasional curl, but when treated with a hair-dryer her hair can be shaped in which ever way she wishes.
Her more favourable styles are tied up, away from her face to allow her to see what she is doing, or loose with that natural wave, either look on her is rather tasteful.
[ E y e s ]
Endeavour's eyes are somewhat startling upon first glance, in both of her eyes she has a sectoral heterochromia, and by this it means her eyes have various colours, neither of her eyes are alike. In her left eye, the iris is initially green but nearest the pupil there is a burst of chocolate brown colour, whilst her right eye is a dazzling blue but the upper half of her iris is a brown but edges out to a faint green. They are extremely impressive and they also remain when she is in her wolverine form.
(view spoiler)
[ Wolf Appearance ]
(view spoiler)
[ C o a t ]
Endeavour's coat is a paper white colouring, rather strange when you think of her natural hair colouring in human form, but the colour of her coat is common throughout her family and once pack. Its thick, both in winter and summer so it can easily withstand cool and vicious winds, though in the summer months she does find it difficult to cope with the heat but since white reflects sun it helps.
[ B u i l d ]
In her wolverine form she is sleek and slender, but also much smaller than her male-counterparts. Her legs as in her human phase are long and powerful which help her when running or perhaps digging. Her body is long and slim, this helps with running, she cuts through the air more or less.
[General Style]
(view spoiler)
Endeavour doesn't truly stick to a certain dress code, she has a varied sense of fashion, she finds it somewhat effortless to get dressed, she grabs a few items and goes, somehow they seem to always go together perfectly, a very odd thing but no one ever complains on her behalf.
[Personality]
F o r w a r d_&_B l u n t
Endeavour has always spoken her mind, even from a young child she's always said what she had believed in and told the absolute truth in what she thinks about you. That trait has gotten her into trouble at times, but it doesn't seem to stop her, perhaps on the odd occasion she'll think twice before giving her true opinion to her friends and loved ones, only to tone it down, a tad. She's forward when it comes to introductions and confessions, it more or less the reason why she is never lacking in friends nor admirers, though she does have a fair amount of enemies.
R e c k l e s s_&_W i l d
In her lifetime, Endeavour has always thought it's best to life your life to the absolute max, you never know when you may die is a favourite saying of hers, which is a true fact, resulting in the reason why she can take the most ridiculous of risks and seem somewhat dangerous to herself and those around her, though of course this isn't the case, she can always tell if a situation is too dangerous, but she does always enjoy that little adrenaline rush from danger.
F a i t h f u l_&_L o y a l
These are two things Endeavour prizes herself on, she's loyal in the way if ever you are in need of her help she will be there without a moments hesitation nor thought. She's the kind of friend or partner that would be entirely willing to place her life down on the line just to make sure you were safe. She's always faithful, she has always believed in the ones she's cared for and in return they usually are to her, in relationships she has always kept with the one partner never has she cheated.
F l i r t a t i o u s_&_S e d u c t i v e
As most women are, Endeavour has always found ways to ensnare the attention of a man whom she has found herself attracted to, though it may not always result in a relationship she's got a few tricks up her sleeves. Since she's always been forward she has no problems with making the first move, she's found that actually most men don't like making the first move, so she's more than happy to get things moving along in that line of direction.
[History]
[T h e n_t h e r e_w a s_l i g h t]
One the day of Endeavour's birth it was a surprisingly calm day, the sun was streaming into the delivery room, the birds were chorusing outside in the early morning, the sun was surprisingly warm for so early in the year.
Her mother had a calm and peaceful labour, the contractions were few and far between and even then they weren't even that noticeable to be fair, with a few pushes and out she came, not screaming her heart out but simply gurgling, quiet and content just like the birth.
[B y e_b y e_U n c l e_D a v y !]
Growing up in a strong family unit with two sisters, three brothers and her parents, along with her brother's mate and her uncle Davy. She and her Uncle were like pea's in a pod, running around causing mischief and mayhem, that was until she was twelve that is, that was the year things began to break down in the pack, her parents had been arguing with Davy which resulted in him leaving the pack, only to move to a small town where two packs are at war.
[W h e r e_i s_M u m ?]
When Endeavour was fifteen the pack had began to disintegrate even further, her parents had always been a bit of a fiery relationship, though they were true mates it seemed it was just too wild and vicious, they argued often. It was during one of these arguments that the Falcon pack lost their mother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law and wife.
Her parents had been arguing whilst on a night drive, returning from a conference with their ally packs, something streaked across the road and since her parents were not paying attention to the road, the car swerved just in time but this resulted in flipping and tumbling down a ravine. Her mother was lost instantly, but her father somehow survived, after the accident he was never the same.
[S o m e o n e_n e e d s_t o_b e_t h e r e]
Exactly one week ago, Endeavour's uncle Davy passed away, though the pack had claimed they had banished him she had known he had left not wishing to place her siblings and herself through the arguments. Though her family was furious with the idea of her leaving to go to the funeral she didn't care, she had loved this man as much as she had loved her father, though they pulled the sneakiest card, if she left they would not allow her to return. Given that ultimatum she chose her uncle, but thankfully he had written a will, leaving his cabin to her to do with as she pleased.
[ Family ]
Kaleb Jerome Falconarius | Father | Alpha | 48 |
Deena Sylvie Falconarius | Mother| Alpha | 42 |
Digger Davis Falconarius | Brother | Beta | 23 |
Henry Scott Falconarius | Brother | Delta | 19 |
Charlie Aubrey Falconarius | Brother | Scout | 16 |
Mercury Adele Falconarius | Sister | Beta | 21 |
Leonna Divine Falconarius | Sister | Hunter | 17 |
Davy Harold Falconarius | Uncle | Sentinel | 53 |
Sapphire Kenzie Falconarius | Sister-in-law | Healer | 21
I walk in the paw prints of great wolves, I refuse to let them down.
[ Full name ] Endeavour Jean Falconarius.
[ Nickname ] Ende, Dev, Falcon.
[ Pack ] Endeavour was born into a small pack, it is known as the Falcon's it was more or less a pack of nine, a small family to be precise everyone within it was from the same gene pool or mated into it.
[ Rank in pack ] In her family, Endeavour was the Beta female, she shared the position with her sister, Mercury. That was till she she left her family that is.
[ Age ] Eighteen years or maturity
[ D.O.B ] February ninth
[ Gender ] Feminine [xx]
[ Sexuality ] Heterosexual
[ Discovery of sexuality ]
Endeavour had always known she was what people tended to call straight, she had experimented of course as any regular teenager does at her age, but she never found woman quite as attractive as men, she always found herself more attracted to them, but she has always been able to admit that a woman is beautiful or sexy, but that's more or less it for her, never has she been truly sexually attracted, a stolen kiss or two or perhaps a drunken fondle is all she has done, but nothing that would make her consider she is bisexual or homosexual.
I do what is necessary
[ Human Appearance ]
(view spoiler)
[ S k i n ]
Endeavour's skin is not what you would call deathly pale, not is it anywhere near the tanned region, she's definitely pale, but not sickly, some have said her skin to remind them of alabaster, quite an accurate description to be honest. Her skin is more or less flawless apart from the singular freckle she has, which is located on her inner right thigh. Though it is not common knowledge, unless of course you have been near that region.
[ B u i l d ]
Endeavour is not small nor is she tall, she's perfectly average standing at a fair five foot six inches. Her legs are long and slender the envy of most girls doing athletics due to the sheer power within them, they're an athletes legs, though they are said to be rather eye-catching for her male and female admirers. Her torso isn't large or long, she is a willowy girl, slim with an incredibly desirable figure, she's not up-down, nor is she pear or apple, she's surprisingly an hour-glass, with her somewhat large breasts followed with a narrow waist and curvaceous hips.
[ H a i r ]
Her hair is a dark brown, though most people have been known to mistake it for black in it's colouring, not a hard mistake to make since it's colour is that dark near enough a coffee colour truly, it's medium in it's length reaching her mid-chest. When washed and left to dry naturally her hair is prone to be slightly wavy accompanied with the occasional curl, but when treated with a hair-dryer her hair can be shaped in which ever way she wishes.
Her more favourable styles are tied up, away from her face to allow her to see what she is doing, or loose with that natural wave, either look on her is rather tasteful.
[ E y e s ]
Endeavour's eyes are somewhat startling upon first glance, in both of her eyes she has a sectoral heterochromia, and by this it means her eyes have various colours, neither of her eyes are alike. In her left eye, the iris is initially green but nearest the pupil there is a burst of chocolate brown colour, whilst her right eye is a dazzling blue but the upper half of her iris is a brown but edges out to a faint green. They are extremely impressive and they also remain when she is in her wolverine form.
(view spoiler)
[ Wolf Appearance ]
(view spoiler)
[ C o a t ]
Endeavour's coat is a paper white colouring, rather strange when you think of her natural hair colouring in human form, but the colour of her coat is common throughout her family and once pack. Its thick, both in winter and summer so it can easily withstand cool and vicious winds, though in the summer months she does find it difficult to cope with the heat but since white reflects sun it helps.
[ B u i l d ]
In her wolverine form she is sleek and slender, but also much smaller than her male-counterparts. Her legs as in her human phase are long and powerful which help her when running or perhaps digging. Her body is long and slim, this helps with running, she cuts through the air more or less.
[General Style]
(view spoiler)
Endeavour doesn't truly stick to a certain dress code, she has a varied sense of fashion, she finds it somewhat effortless to get dressed, she grabs a few items and goes, somehow they seem to always go together perfectly, a very odd thing but no one ever complains on her behalf.
[Personality]
F o r w a r d_&_B l u n t
Endeavour has always spoken her mind, even from a young child she's always said what she had believed in and told the absolute truth in what she thinks about you. That trait has gotten her into trouble at times, but it doesn't seem to stop her, perhaps on the odd occasion she'll think twice before giving her true opinion to her friends and loved ones, only to tone it down, a tad. She's forward when it comes to introductions and confessions, it more or less the reason why she is never lacking in friends nor admirers, though she does have a fair amount of enemies.
R e c k l e s s_&_W i l d
In her lifetime, Endeavour has always thought it's best to life your life to the absolute max, you never know when you may die is a favourite saying of hers, which is a true fact, resulting in the reason why she can take the most ridiculous of risks and seem somewhat dangerous to herself and those around her, though of course this isn't the case, she can always tell if a situation is too dangerous, but she does always enjoy that little adrenaline rush from danger.
F a i t h f u l_&_L o y a l
These are two things Endeavour prizes herself on, she's loyal in the way if ever you are in need of her help she will be there without a moments hesitation nor thought. She's the kind of friend or partner that would be entirely willing to place her life down on the line just to make sure you were safe. She's always faithful, she has always believed in the ones she's cared for and in return they usually are to her, in relationships she has always kept with the one partner never has she cheated.
F l i r t a t i o u s_&_S e d u c t i v e
As most women are, Endeavour has always found ways to ensnare the attention of a man whom she has found herself attracted to, though it may not always result in a relationship she's got a few tricks up her sleeves. Since she's always been forward she has no problems with making the first move, she's found that actually most men don't like making the first move, so she's more than happy to get things moving along in that line of direction.
[History]
[T h e n_t h e r e_w a s_l i g h t]
One the day of Endeavour's birth it was a surprisingly calm day, the sun was streaming into the delivery room, the birds were chorusing outside in the early morning, the sun was surprisingly warm for so early in the year.
Her mother had a calm and peaceful labour, the contractions were few and far between and even then they weren't even that noticeable to be fair, with a few pushes and out she came, not screaming her heart out but simply gurgling, quiet and content just like the birth.
[B y e_b y e_U n c l e_D a v y !]
Growing up in a strong family unit with two sisters, three brothers and her parents, along with her brother's mate and her uncle Davy. She and her Uncle were like pea's in a pod, running around causing mischief and mayhem, that was until she was twelve that is, that was the year things began to break down in the pack, her parents had been arguing with Davy which resulted in him leaving the pack, only to move to a small town where two packs are at war.
[W h e r e_i s_M u m ?]
When Endeavour was fifteen the pack had began to disintegrate even further, her parents had always been a bit of a fiery relationship, though they were true mates it seemed it was just too wild and vicious, they argued often. It was during one of these arguments that the Falcon pack lost their mother, mother-in-law, sister-in-law and wife.
Her parents had been arguing whilst on a night drive, returning from a conference with their ally packs, something streaked across the road and since her parents were not paying attention to the road, the car swerved just in time but this resulted in flipping and tumbling down a ravine. Her mother was lost instantly, but her father somehow survived, after the accident he was never the same.
[S o m e o n e_n e e d s_t o_b e_t h e r e]
Exactly one week ago, Endeavour's uncle Davy passed away, though the pack had claimed they had banished him she had known he had left not wishing to place her siblings and herself through the arguments. Though her family was furious with the idea of her leaving to go to the funeral she didn't care, she had loved this man as much as she had loved her father, though they pulled the sneakiest card, if she left they would not allow her to return. Given that ultimatum she chose her uncle, but thankfully he had written a will, leaving his cabin to her to do with as she pleased.
[ Family ]
Kaleb Jerome Falconarius | Father | Alpha | 48 |
Digger Davis Falconarius | Brother | Beta | 23 |
Henry Scott Falconarius | Brother | Delta | 19 |
Charlie Aubrey Falconarius | Brother | Scout | 16 |
Mercury Adele Falconarius | Sister | Beta | 21 |
Leonna Divine Falconarius | Sister | Hunter | 17 |
Sapphire Kenzie Falconarius | Sister-in-law | Healer | 21
Part Two.
[ Vehicle ] Endeavour drives a Audi TT RS, she bought it with the money her Uncle left her in his will along with the cabin.
(view spoiler)
[ Other ] N/A
[ Vehicle ] Endeavour drives a Audi TT RS, she bought it with the money her Uncle left her in his will along with the cabin.
(view spoiler)
[ Other ] N/A
[Full Name ] Joseph Blake Clary, Joe, or Joey[ Age ] 18
[ Date/Place/Time of Birth ] April eighteenth. Louisville, Kentucky. 12:09 AM.
[ Gender ] Masculine
[ Sexuality] Heterosexual
[ Appearance/Description ]
(view spoiler)
Joey in human form is a rather handsome young man. He attracts the attention of many lads and ladies. Slightly tousled dark brown hair, and smoldering brown eyes that hold the gentlest of demeanors within them. Joey's kind nature is well displayed on the outside by his happy-go-lucky attitude, and confidence. Of course, this confidence partially derives from the inner beast inside him.
[ Bestial Appearance/Description ]
Joey is a rather larger wolf, but smaller then most of the Quilute nation. His bloodline derives from a mix of Cherokee, Quilute, and several other tribes from Central America. His coat displays many colors that blend in best in the fall, which happens to be his favorite season. Overall, his physique is very strong and sleek, while muscled.
[ Gifts/Talents ]
Nothin' special here, just your typical run of the mill wolfy skills.
[ Personality ]
Joey is possibly the sweetest guy you'll ever meet. He's so cute in his demeanor and finds reason to constantly treat girls that he's with with small, sweet and romantic gestures. Incredibly compassionate and kind, he's the guy you'd find helping out in the soup kitchen or holding a woman's purse for her. He's even helped old ladies across the street. Even though he's a sweetie, Joey has an awful temper that builds up very quickly if you upset him. He commonly has trouble controlling his temper, but it usually takes a lot to upset him. He's a very over-protective guy of those he cares about. Friends, family, his love, it doesn't matter who you are; If he considers you to be in danger he suddenly steps in. He's very old-fashioned, in that he holds doors open and treats ladies like a gentleman should. Definitely a rare breed, it is incredibly important to him to show who he loves that he truly cares about them.
[ History ]
Joey is, a character in himself. He sees things differently then most, mainly because of all the shit he's been through. His dad walked out on him when he was a kid...at least, that's what his mother tells him. Then his mom brought home men from all over the place, sleeping with them and using them to fuel the one thing she cared for: her precious alcohol. He's tough because of this, mainly because some of the guys stayed for a little longer then they should have. Mainly, his former step-father, Tom.
Tom came off a nice guy and to be honest, Joey liked having him in the beginning. His mother even stopped drinking through all of it. Then, Tom became controlling and angry if his mother even so looked at a guy and began to hit her, and abuse her. It wasn't until Joey stepped in, being 6'1 and over two-hundred pounds at fifteen. He called the cops long enough to protect his mother, and then they took Tom off to jail. It wasn't long after his mom married Brian, and he gained a little stepsister whom he's very protective of, Demi.
Although he seems very cold, with those he cares about, he's a big teddybear and even a bit vulnerable. It just depends on if you take the time to get to know him, though.
[Mate?] Unidentified
[Relationship Status] Unknown
Hopefully Endeavour is accepted? :3
{First Name} Laurelin
{Middle Name} Deanna
{Last Name} Vickers
{Nick Name (Optional)} Lo, Laurel
{Gender} Female
{Sexuality} Heterosexual
{Age} 19
{Birthday} 14th June ~ 1:23 am
{Rank in Pack} Before Laurelin ran from her pack, she had been an omega.
{Appearance}
{Hair Color} Pale blonde
{Eye Color} Chocolate brown
{Height} 5"6
{Weight} 113 lbs
{Wolf Form}
{General Style}
Laurelin has always had a classy, sophisticated sense of style. She loves skirts, dresses and anything couture.
{Personality}
❋Shy❋
Laurelin's a quiet, keep-to-herself kind of girl. Confrontations are out of the question, and usually she's a bit of a pushover. Delicate is normally the most common word associated with her. She is an adorable thing, even though she is quite tall for a girl and quite the target of a man's eyes with her striking features and long legs.
❋Innocent❋
Laurel has an aura of innocence surrounding her that draws people in- she doesn't really understand sarcasm or other ways of diminutive insults. She is oblivious in the romance department, or at least acts that way so nobody would try to be friendly with her.
❋Sweet❋
When you get to know her and get Laurelin to overcome her social awkwardness, she is a sweet and kind girl. People just want to be friends with her and it's almost impossible for you to dislike her. After all, there's nothing she did wrong anyway. Charlotte's attitude towards life is a bit depressing though, as she truly believes her life is of no worth.
❋Independent❋
Laurel's experiences have taught her that you have to work for everything you get. Everything has a price, it's just the matter of figuring out what it is. She strives off her own opinions and won't let anyone affect what she thinks. No matter what, Laurel will strive to never ask a favour from anyone because then she would owe them back and being in debt was a scary thing to her.
{History}
Laurelin was born into a pack in Oregon, into the Omega position. The Omega position was the worst thing you could imagine- abuse from other members, separation, having to survive completely on your own. If the pack has moved on, Laurelin would be the one left behind. Her hatred of the position burned within her soul, but Laurel's quiet nature refrained her from making any rash decisions. One day the Alpha's son had been pestering her, nipping at her heels in wolf form and Laurelin couldn't take it anymore. She lunged for the boy in wolf form and ripped out a chunk of his leg. Realizing what she had done, Laurel had run far away from the pack and ended up in this town, where she believes she is safe. She does keep the same quiet, meek facade around her to protect her of people willing to break her heart. The only thing Laurel had regretted was leaving her family behind, the burden of what she had done now resting on their shoulders. She even wonders if they are still alive.
{Family}
Kiara Vickers - Mother
Daniel Vickers - Father
{Crush} Open
{Relationship status} Single
{Vehicle or Transportation}
{Middle Name} Deanna
{Last Name} Vickers
{Nick Name (Optional)} Lo, Laurel
{Gender} Female
{Sexuality} Heterosexual
{Age} 19
{Birthday} 14th June ~ 1:23 am
{Rank in Pack} Before Laurelin ran from her pack, she had been an omega.
{Appearance}
{Hair Color} Pale blonde
{Eye Color} Chocolate brown
{Height} 5"6
{Weight} 113 lbs
{Wolf Form}
{General Style}
Laurelin has always had a classy, sophisticated sense of style. She loves skirts, dresses and anything couture.
{Personality}
❋Shy❋
Laurelin's a quiet, keep-to-herself kind of girl. Confrontations are out of the question, and usually she's a bit of a pushover. Delicate is normally the most common word associated with her. She is an adorable thing, even though she is quite tall for a girl and quite the target of a man's eyes with her striking features and long legs.
❋Innocent❋
Laurel has an aura of innocence surrounding her that draws people in- she doesn't really understand sarcasm or other ways of diminutive insults. She is oblivious in the romance department, or at least acts that way so nobody would try to be friendly with her.
❋Sweet❋
When you get to know her and get Laurelin to overcome her social awkwardness, she is a sweet and kind girl. People just want to be friends with her and it's almost impossible for you to dislike her. After all, there's nothing she did wrong anyway. Charlotte's attitude towards life is a bit depressing though, as she truly believes her life is of no worth.
❋Independent❋
Laurel's experiences have taught her that you have to work for everything you get. Everything has a price, it's just the matter of figuring out what it is. She strives off her own opinions and won't let anyone affect what she thinks. No matter what, Laurel will strive to never ask a favour from anyone because then she would owe them back and being in debt was a scary thing to her.
{History}
Laurelin was born into a pack in Oregon, into the Omega position. The Omega position was the worst thing you could imagine- abuse from other members, separation, having to survive completely on your own. If the pack has moved on, Laurelin would be the one left behind. Her hatred of the position burned within her soul, but Laurel's quiet nature refrained her from making any rash decisions. One day the Alpha's son had been pestering her, nipping at her heels in wolf form and Laurelin couldn't take it anymore. She lunged for the boy in wolf form and ripped out a chunk of his leg. Realizing what she had done, Laurel had run far away from the pack and ended up in this town, where she believes she is safe. She does keep the same quiet, meek facade around her to protect her of people willing to break her heart. The only thing Laurel had regretted was leaving her family behind, the burden of what she had done now resting on their shoulders. She even wonders if they are still alive.
{Family}
Kiara Vickers - Mother
Daniel Vickers - Father
{Crush} Open
{Relationship status} Single
{Vehicle or Transportation}
UNDER MAJOR CONSTRUCTION{First Name} Charlotte
{Middle Name} Faith
{Last Name}Hawkins
{Nick Name (Optional)}
{Gender}
{Sexuality}
{Age}
{Birthday}
{Rank in Pack}
{Appearance} *NO ANIME!!* Real people please!
{Hair Color}
{Eye Color}
{Height}
{Weight}
{General Style}
{Distinguished Markings (If any)}
{Personality} 5+ Sentences
{History} 8+ Sentences
{Family}
{Crush} Ask person first
{Relationship status} Single, Girlfriend, Boyfriend or Mated
{Vehicle or Transportation}
{Other}
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{Part I}
【 I'm 】 lost in the world
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But I'm down for the night
Missouri
『 〓 』• Pronounced | Miz-ore-ree | T(a)-llu-lah | A(h)l-Ma(h) | Cel(e)-ste |
• Missouri is not actually her first name. It's more of an alias she likes to go by. She didn't much like her first name, which is Tallulah. She truly doesn't like this name, and if you were to call her by it, she either doesn't respond or you end up with a black eye. The name Missouri originates from the state, which in turn originates from Sioux Indians of the state called the Missouris. The Smithsonian Bureau of American Ethnology states that Missouri means town of the large canoes. Other authorities say the original Indian syllables (from which the word came) mean wooden canoe people, he of the big canoe, or river of the big canoes. If you catch her drift, she likes a big canoe. Tallulah as a girl's name is of Native American Indian origin, and the meaning of Tallulah is "leaping water". Related to the Choctaw word for water, "oka". The Choctaws lived near the Tallulah waterfall, which derives its name from the Hitchiti (Creek) Indian word for "town". The name also possibly derives from a Gaelic name meaning "fruitful woman". Actress Tallulah Bankhead (20th century), was raised in theAmerican South not far from Georgia's Tallulah Falls. The name had been in her family for a while, and she was named after her paternal grandmother.
• Alma is of Latin, Italian, Hebrew and Arabic origin, and the meaning of Alma is "nourishing, kind; soul; young woman; learned". Modern name. Also the name of a river in the Crimea where the famous 19th-century Battle of Alma was fought. "Alma mater" is the term for a college or university, meaning "fostering mother". American vamp of the silent screen, Alma Bennett; composer's wife Alma Mahler.
• Celeste, despite how odd it is, is indeed a surname. It is of Latin origin, and the meaning of Celeste is "heavenly". Anglicized form of Céleste (French), from Latin Caelestis, a popular name among early Christians. The masculine form Celestin was the name of five popes, the first one in AD 422. The name may be associated with Queen Celeste, wife of Jean and Laurent de Brunhoff's children's book character Babar, the Elephant. Actress Celeste Holm; castingagent Celestia Fox.
Age: That's a question worthy of death. Last words? [Eighteen, nearly Nineteen]
Blood Type: AB Rh Negative [The rarest]
Gender: "Hell hath no fury like a woman unchained"
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Derived from the chromosome
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⊱ Born in New Orleans, Louisiana
⊱ Nationalitie(s) are American, Armenian
⊱ Ethnical background includes; Creole, Armenian, Dutch
Sexuality:
Relationship Status: Single
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: Ox ➠
The Ox sign, first and foremost, is the most dependable of all the Chinese zodiac signs. The Ox person will instinctively shoulder the load in any of their relationships whether it be for love, family or friends. Most people would think that this is an unfair burden to bear, however, the Ox gets enjoyment and satisfaction out of the weight it bears. Once the Ox sets its sights on a specific course of action, it would be next to impossible to make the Ox waver from its set path. However, the great determination of the Ox can turn into down right stubborness when they choose the wrong course of action. From outward appearances it may seem like the Ox is the calm and not career driven. Do not be fooled, as the Ox can be as ambitious as other of the Chinese Zodiac signs. For the Ox to find its full potential it needs to be in a familiar and supportive environment. There it can find the happiness seeks for others and more importantly itself.
⊱ Zodiacal symbol: ♉ ➠ Taurus ➠
Like the animal that represents them, is all about strength, stamina and will. Stubborn by nature, the Taurus will stand his/her ground to the bitter end (sometimes even irrationally so). But that's okay because the Taurus is also a loving, sympathetic and appreciative sign. The Taurus is very understanding and when we need someone to unburden ourselves to, we often share our deepest fears with the Taureans of the zodiac. Taureans are very patient, practical and efficient, they are excellent in matters of business and are also wonderful instructors/teachers. Although initially they may have their own best interest at heart, they are ultimately & endlessly generous with their time, possessions and love.
A: PPARITIONAL APPEARANCE
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▐ Physique (view spoiler)
▐ Clothing Style (view spoiler)
▐ Marking(s): She has a few cigarette burns that occurred from her lack of an ash tray. She wasn't going to just drop it and get blamed for arson again. She does often have light bruising around the neck area. What the cause of it is, is unknown.
▐ Tattoo(s): She has plenty of them. The photos should be of help in identifying the few that are visible, and she doesn't show off the rest that aren't.
|| ♛ || How does one describe this creature here before you? Unfortunately, the female specimen presented has changed drastically from the expected physical outcome. There have been a number of outside influences that can explain what happened, but it's better not to address them at this time. The one truly pressing matter is if most of her is a product of complacent self-destruction or adolescent defiance. It could be both, but the possibility of a singular cause cannot be ruled out in this instance.
Tallulah, ahem, Missouri is quite the tall specimen. Gracing the world with a height of six foot six, she tips most conceived height ranges. This height could be derived from her mother, who was actually slightly taller than her father. Other influences would suggest a good ingestion of calcium that allowed for optimum growth. Miss weighs in at around a hundred forty-five pounds, a sufficient amount of it being muscle weight. Had she not been involved in any form of exercise, be it running from the cops or running to a base, she most likely would be slightly heavier than she is now. The most noticeable muscle mass would be located at her calves. They are impeccably toned, and she's quite proud of the fact. Slender and narrowed shouldered, Miss has an effect on most participants of the opposing gender seem to like. She could attributed this beauty to her father, before his looks deteriorated with poor care of his body. Her face is rather ovoid in shape, but that doesn't dim the attractive natural of it. Obviously, there a neck between her head and shoulders. It's quite slender, as well. There is usually bruising there, but always faint.
What had once been long tendrils of raven black hair has been chopped off so often that it can't be seen as it once was. Well, save the time that Miss decides to let part of it grow out longer than past her chin. A good deal of the time, it stops at her ear on the right side, whilst the left side is shaved down. Her hair had also once been entirely black, close to pitch black or the illusion of night before the break of the moon through the clouds. Now, most of it is a dyed blonde, with the black seen only on the shaved part of her head. Her face, as explained above, is still a visage of beauty despite the ovoid shape of it. Her complexion is that of a ivory, maybe tainted more with the constant sun of New Orleans. This makes her lips blend slightly with her face, as they are a peachy hue that is usually never covered with anything other than Blistex. They have a pouty disposition to them, and give off the hints of promiscuity. Her oculars are probably the most deceiving part of her being. Heterochromatic in coloring, they exhibit a shared collection of pigmentations. For the most part, the more dominant coloring could be stated as a hazel brown, but only in certain lightings. So, speaking generally, her irises are a swirl of pale green, hazy gold, turbulent blues, and a hazel brown. In the lighter perspective, her eyes are more so brown or green, green being if she turns her head away from the light. In the dark setting and mood of a moment, her oculars would display either a hazy gold or stormy blue, blue being if she were to again turn away from the light.
The last thing to work on when describing this female is her voice. It has a husky sound to it, the more appealing kind of husky that is more commonly exhibit in the gender counterpart and widely sought out. It holds a low soprano, high alto octave. It's similar to the tinkling of little metal objects together, if not more pleasant. If she were exhibit any form of rage, it deepens exponentially into a feral and harsh sound as opposed to the previously pleasant one. Should she be delighted, which happens rarely these days unless she's successfully caused trouble, her voice hitches ever so slightly. The change isn't very noticeable unless you've been listening to her for a while.
Hair Color: Her hair had also once been entirely black, close to pitch black or the illusion of night before the break of the moon through the clouds. Now, most of it is a dyed blonde, with the black seen only on the shaved part of her head.
Eye Color: Heterochromatic in coloring, they exhibit a shared collection of pigmentations. For the most part, the more dominant coloring could be stated as a hazel brown, but only in certain lightings. So, speaking generally, her irises are a swirl of pale green, hazy gold, turbulent blues, and a hazel brown. In the lighter perspective, her eyes are more so brown or green, green being if she turns her head away from the light. In the dark setting and mood of a moment, her oculars would display either a hazy gold or stormy blue, blue being if she were to again turn away from the light.
Height: Gracing the world with a height of six foot six, she tips most conceived height ranges. This height could be derived from her mother, who was actually slightly taller than her father.
Weight: Miss weighs in at around a hundred forty-five pounds, a sufficient amount of it being muscle weight. Had she not been involved in any form of exercise, be it running from the cops or running to a base, she most likely would be slightly heavier than she is now.
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❝Bout to go HAM; let these snitches know who I am ❞
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{Part II}×◞ ⇡ PᴀsT ᴀɴᴅ PʀᴇsᴇɴT
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One would say that Tallulah Alma Celeste's home life was not quite the best that it could be. With a narcotic addicted mother and alcoholic father, you'd suspect that Tallulah would try to be better than them. No, the opposite happened in her case, and it was not the pretty sight widely seen in movies.
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The case file of Tallulah Alma Celeste is sad and unfortunate. Her record includes twelve counts of arson, suspected smuggling of exotic animals numbering around a dozen, thirty counts of assault, and fifty-four counts of possession of narcotics and alcohol. She has quite recently been convicted of the murder of sixteen of her fellow classmates. She has said nothing of her involvements, and pleaded guilty. She was being sent to an out of state-maximum security prison, before her escape.
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Before she had her start to the life of crime at the ripe old age of fourteen, Tallulah lived in a abusive household. Her father never kept a steady job, and her mother was very sickly. Of course, that could have been turned to the drugs that she was so very addicted to. Her parents had once been very privileged, but had quickly eaten through the inheritance given to Tallulah's father and piled up on gambling debts.
The obvious outcome was them resorting to their respective "anti-depressants", which varied from narcotics and alcohol. Her father's favorite "anti-depressant" involved a range of sexual abuse, most commonly leading to Tallulah lashing out at those around her. Not her father, though. To do so would result in a worse punishment than what he was already doing to her.
She had a particular love of sports that has deteriorated over the past few years. She, however, still holds on to it.
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◜｡ ░ FAMILY ˟ ˟」
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◜｡ ░ Mary-Anne Celeste: Convicted of possession of narcotics and corruption of a minor
◜｡ ░ Josai Celeste: Convicted of rape, molestation of a minor, and corruption of a minor
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Trait One: Rude, Loud, and Obscene
Trait Two: Trouble-making and Fun-Loving
Trait Three: Logical
Trait Four: Confrontational
Trait Five: Deceptive
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❝ Kush rolled, glass full; I prefer the better things ❞
Missouri is indeed quite the rude girl. She tends to make a lot of ruckus when she's not sleeping, especially in tense situations. She's not the kind of person to make friend easily because of this trait, and she is more than satisfied with that fact. To be her friend is to be her partner in crime, and you don't want any of that mess. She does obscene things, usually exposing parts of her body or drawing phallic things over areas of wall. She also has a tendency to every expletive under the sun when she speaks with certain people. It's not an attractive quality in the opinion of some guys that's she's known. But, she, in fact, doesn't quite care what others think.
Tallulah, er, Missouri has a tendency to cause trouble wherever she goes. It's not putting it lightly when she starts some sort of mess in her free time, but it's not usually to be mean. Most of the time, they're harmless pranks. When she gets out of hand, however, the authorities need to be contacted and sometimes people have to rushed to the nearest hospital. All Tallulah really wants is to have fun. You'd be understating the obvious if you said that she was the life of the party. She is the party. People look to her for a good time, and she is content with that.
Despite the initial impression, Missouri is really quite logical. She knows how to get to a conclusion through logic, and it has to be where most of her intelligence is displayed, other than in her elaborate scheming when it's time for some trouble to be had. She actually rarely has these moments of logical evaluation that she would like to show off, as it breaks her reputation of being a dunder-headed trouble-maker. Though, she doesn't enjoy the image, it gets her enough street cred to do just about anything.
Obviously, Missouri is a confrontational being. She's always ready to kick ass, and send a few people to the hospital-- or maybe even the morgue if they're not lucky. She knows how to really cause a problem, and is very easily offended. She also has a high rate of envy that results in conflicts. No matter what it is, she's likely to start a fight for it, and is best treaded carefully around. This increases exponentially when she is angered, which can happen quite often. Should she become angry, it's best not to expose her to alcohol or narcotics, as she becomes even more violent and dangerous/
Missouri can lie as easily as she can breathe. It's very useful, and she's believe a good deal of the time. She can make even some of the most outrageous stories seem real, because the trick is all in the tone of voice and your outer appearance. Her lies are what has kept a good deal of her crimes under wraps, save the ones that had eye witnesses and when she's lost her temper. It's almost second nature to her to lie, as well, and the truth is harder to come by with her. It takes a lot of work, or you'd have to had known her at some point before where the lies originates.
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❝ You might be the king, but watch the queen conquer ❞
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◜ █ ♔ Smoking; good stuff right there
◜ █ ♔ Drinking; even better
◜ █ ♔ Rap Music
◜ █ ♔ Rapping; freestyle
◜ █ ♔ Church; surprisingly enough
◜ █ ♔ Fluffy things; a secret to take to the grave
◜ █ ♔ Roses; cliché but true
◜ █ ♔ Butterscotches
◜ █ ♔ Baseball
◜ █ ♔ Track
◜ █ ♔ Parties
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◜ █ ♔ Authority; keep me from doing what I do
◜ █ ♔ Parole Officers; damn buttholes keeping locked up
◜ █ ♔ Needles
◜ █ ♔ Hospitals
◜ █ ♔ Buzz-kills
◜ █ ♔ Sour Things
◜ █ ♔ Wusses; put in different terms
◜ █ ♔ Being Sober
◜ █ ♔ Boredom
❝ HOBBIES ♔ ! ♥²
↯ ▍Causing Trouble
↯ ▍Drinking
↯ ▍Smoking
↯ ▍Playing Baseball
↯ ▍ Running Track
↯ ▍Breaking the Law
{Pack Status} Well, with her list of crimes and her parents, she was ousted from the pack
{Vehicle}
This? No, she couldn't afford it. She stole it, honey.
{Wolf Appearance}
where do you find these detailed charries? they are amazing! :)
I make them, and thank you ^-^ They're not all that amazing compared to the person whose template I borrowed.
I still think otherwise, but thank you anyways :)
haha ok ^-^and how do you find a template? :/ sorry for the questions...
(also, I can't find the answer, so I can't add you as a friend.. :( )
It's Paro's; his username is at the top of the first post ^-^
{First Name} Charlie
{Middle name} Marie
{Last name} Sergeant
{Gender} Female
{Age} Nineteen years old [19]
{Date of birth} 4/03/1993
{Zodiac sign} Taurus -->
If you were to describe the typical Taurus temperament, you would probably use words such as "cautious", "practical" and "purposeful". One word you definitely wouldn’t use is "impulsive".
When you are making important decisions in life, decisions about things that are vital to your security and the welfare of those you love, you spend a long time on them. You want those decisions to be rock solid.
Once your mind is made up, you have amazing persistence and follow through, plus tons of energy — you rarely give up on a task once you have decided on it. And you’ll stick to your guns, even if you’re being provoked, tempted or ridiculed. This will be a blessing at some times and a curse at others.
Sometimes this ability to hang in there can turn into pride and obstinacy. At other times you refuse to accept another opinion or suggestion, even though the advice is reasonable and the person offering it has nothing but good intentions. What if the person is right?
{Appearance}
{ Personality}
A headstrong girl, with attitude. That’s how most people would describe Charlie, herself included. She had to grow up pretty quickly when she subconsciously took the role of being the older sister to protect Delilah and herself. When you first meet her it’s hard not to feel like she’s going to lash out at you at any point in time but Isabella is only violent when necessary. She’s actually quite keen to making friends although she refuses to admit this fact to herself or to anyone else.
Charlie likes to think that she has life and all of it’s mysteries figured out. She feels that since she is a werewolf she has one over the entire world and often acts recklessly simply because there’s no one to tell her no. The only people she’ll genuinely listen to and trust are her sister, Delilah and Meagan; even though she has no context with the two what so ever. Though with a troublesome attitude she’s still a very sweet girl who believes that no one can do her any harm despite her parents having been murdered. Charlie doesn’t want to live the rest of her life constantly worried so she prefers to live it honestly and to the fullest, even if that means getting in trouble from time to time.
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{History}
Childhood is supposed to be about smiles and adventures. Exploring your back yard as if it you were in a dense jungle, jumping from sofa to sofa pretending the floor was lava, or simply enjoying the company of your dog. But alas, this tale is not so fortunate. Charlie grew with the knowledge on disappointment. Charlie Sergeant’s story began to take a turn for the worst when the girl was exactly eight years old. She had two other sisters, but she was the middle child, “plain old Charlie”. During her younger years, Charlie’s father used to take nude pictures of her sisters and put them on pornographic sites. At the time, the daughters didn’t realize what their father was doing was something terribly wrong. Thus making them completely clueless to their father’s deed. Charlie’s sister, Meagan, was going through puberty at the time and at that point, Charlie, being the middle child, believed she would be the next in line. Unfortunately, her father chose her younger sister Delilah instead. But Charlie was used to it. Being invisible was something innate to her. But it’s safe to say that when the cops barged into their house, Charlie couldn’t had hid her grin.
Charlie’s mother was the one person who stuck by her husband; for a while anyway. Evicted from nearly every house or apartment they bought, homelessness was inevitable. However it was one of the best things that happened to Charlie. So she claims. Once a soft-spoken, innocent girl, Charlie’s personality had hardened. Perpetual victimization made the girl realize if she wasn’t going to love herself, no one was. With the help of a handy knife, the young thirteen year girl took the liking of stealing and with the physique she had, a knife was the only way to protect herself if she were to get caught. She started stealing food since everyday for the Sergeant family was a war of who-should-eat-what. Sometimes she would steal for herself and only herself but there were instances were her leftovers would be given to her mother and sisters. However, after years of doing so, Charlie wanted to feel free and not dependent on giving food to her family. Selfish at best, Charlie simply ran away from her parents and made a life for herself. It wasn’t the luxurious life she had before but it was a lot better than the one she was situated with.
You see, Charlie ever since a little girl was one to mess with the wrong crowd. So it’s not surprising when the fifteen year old joined a gang. To many, being a gang member is about protection from an unfortunate past or just another way to get money. But the same cannot be said for the brunette. Joining the Brotherhood was about the thrill, the anticipation of robbing another gang or stealing food/money from local citizens. She loved the lifestyle. It shaped her, molded her into a vicious, loud mouth, fearless girl. And for about a year, Charlie soaked in all the pleasures that came with being a gang member. Then, she was bit. She had been running a few errands during a Winter night for her boss when a wolf attacked her. It never crossed her mind to go back and tell her fellow gang members about the incident. No. Charlie Sergeant knew better. She snuck her way into the safe house a fellow member had giving her keys to, stole a couple of supplies (i.e. food, weapons, mostly guns, sleeping bags, etc.) and quickly traveled out of Maryland.
It has been one year since Charlie got bit. She has only turned once and it was only for about a day. Florida, the state in each she resides currently, is terribly hot, making the transition to a wolf impossible. She has met other packs along the way, including the Silvermoon pack, but the life of a pack just isn’t for her. Two families have entered her life and left. Her parents and sisters and her gang. The young girl doesn’t feel as if she needs another to add to the list. Becoming one with her wolf form is all she needs at this point. But after leaving Florida, Charlie has no idea what she’s getting herself into.
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{Family}
Delilah and Meagan
{Crush} None
{Relationship status} Single
{Vehicle} None
{Other}
Rogues don't have ranks, because they are not in packs.
It gave me a rank option so I put it down. Ill remove it.
