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Name: Logan DasnAge: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Werewolf
Power: Telekinesis
..::Personal::..
Personality:
Logan is a kind and friendly guy. He is respected in his pack and most children view him as a role model. Even so, he also likes to take risks and is also a rule breaker at times. He often gets into trouble for disobeying the rules. Even though he doesn't listen to the rules, it's not because he's spiteful. Instead, it's actually because he just gets bored and wants to explore more of the world, instead of just staying with his pack.
Likes:
-Hunting
-Playing pranks
-Telling jokes
-People who can take a joke
Dislikes:
-Obeying the rules
-People who are uptight
-Snobby people
..::Appearance::..
Looks-Human:
http://images.sodahead.com/polls/0037...
Looks-Wolf:
http://wolfpark.org/wp-content/upload...
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Brown
Height: 6ft
Ll post my charrie in a second...lolz. Just have something quick to do, and then I'll post.
Actually, would you prefer me to use an anime picture for my appearance? Or...?Hamsiidris, what are you using? Anime or real pic?
Real, I think...lolz. I'm looking for one, though... If I find an anime one that suits him better, I'll use that, lolz. Do you guys mind?
Okay. I don't mind at all. Right now I have mine as real and Sakura has hers as anime, so it really doesn't matter. :P
Btw I'm getting off soon probably so if I don't respond, that's why.
Oh and I just deleted a couple of my random non-important posts. Feel free to do the same, but don't delete any that are important to remembering the plot :)
Name: Jason "Jayce" HathawayAge: 19
Gender: Male
Species: Vampire/Human Hybrid
Personality: Jayce is tough and sarcastic, a natural leader. He is confident and calm, and a great person to have in a crisis... Except, of course, that he likely wouldn't help you. He is generally slightly moody and brooding, and has a sharp tongue and a bitingly harsh sense of humour. He is tactless, insensitive and incredibly blunt scathing towards other people. He can lighten the mood at anytime, if he so chooses. But he can darken it, too, with even less effort. He rarely takes anything seriously, but all his humour is really to hide his pain. Life hasn't been kind to Jayce. And he's determined not to be kind back.
Despite all his faults, however, he is a loyal, fiercely defensive friend. He will sacrifice anything for the few people he cares about, and protect them to the best of his abilities.
Likes:
+His friends
+Sarcasm
+Physical Activity
Dislikes:
-Other people (generally)
-Being treated like a kid, not trusted or told what to do
-Sitting around and doing nothing
-Small, enclosed spaces
Appearance:
http://images2.fanpop.com/images/phot...
http://s1.favim.com/orig/17/damon-ian...
Hair: Dark Brown
Eyes: Pale Blue
Skin Tone: Lightly tanned *
Height: 6 ft 2"
*Yes, he can tan. He is only part vampire.
History: Jayce never talks about his past, ever. No one really knows anything about it, except that his family died in some sort of accident, that he may or may not have caused. People talk, but no one can settle on anything even close to the truth.
His life story seems to begin at the age of eight, when he showed up on the doorstep of the legendary, vampire assassin, Lucian. He pleaded for the vampire to take him in, telling him that he had no where else to go. For once, Lucian showed some mercy, and agreed to raise the boy like his son, and student. Jayce grew into a deadly warrior, even more skilled than his teacher. When he turned seventeen, he left his foster home and ventured out into world, hired by many villains and good doers alike, to carry out their will, widely respected as the most dangerous assassin alive.
Power: Jayce has no real "power," as such. He can move seven times faster than a cheetah, has long, retractable fangs and is stronger than any eight humans combined. It makes him an excellent fighter. Actually, Jayce thinks he has in pretty good, in this sense, at least. He has all the perks of being a vampire, without all that many of the drawbacks. He can tan. He can eat. He doesn't feel the Hunger, the need to drink blood. Oh, yeah. And he can die.
Don't worry, its happening all over GR
Your images are working for me. :)And yeah, GR is having major issues now I think.
On that note, I've got to go. Bye!
For my images? I put the links in too, lolz, so they should work :) When do you want to start the RP?
um....idk I just know i dont wanna do the first post lolz
and yeah the images, its doing that all over GR
I can post first, I don't mind :) but maybe we should wait for MysticMemories, lolz. Idk. We should have an order of posting, though...
um.....well I guess it going Hamsii, Me then Mystic would work, right? Cause that would be kidnapper, princess(or kidnappee) then le rescuer
That sounds fine with me. *nods*
Jayce flipped his hood up over his head and sighed, thinking about the task ahead. It was just another stupid, stupid kidnapping that he wanted nothing whatsoever to do with. He was sick and tired of being told what to do. For the past two years he had done nothing but follow order after order, and Jayce was on the brink of a full-scale strike. He clenched his fists in a vain attempt to cool himself down. He strode briskly down the street, running through the plan in his head. It was second nature--he hardly had to think about it. He felt the weight of the weapons, all hidden beneath his jacket, boots and in other obscure places that wouldn't be obvious to anyone who wasn't looking specifically for them. Sure, they weren't the best spots in the world, but it's not like anyone was going to search him. He rolled his eyes slightly, and ducked into a cobbled alleyway alongside the house of his subject.
Jayce glanced up at the wall ahead of him. It was smooth and seemingly unclimbable, but Jayce knew that he could scale it easily, if he so wished. If there was an easier way, though, he would gladly take it. He wasn't in the mood for a daring escape. If he could take the front door, take the front door he would.
He glanced towards the house, mentally scrutinising the security, and searching for a glimpse of his subject. He would know her when he saw her, no doubt about that. After a couple of minutes, he sheathed his knives and sauntered towards the house, not bothering about anyone seeing. He'd done his research. If things went according to plan. The house should be empty, for now.
((Wow, nice job! So at this point, have they already found out that they were matched? Or will that come later? Or...? Just curious :) ))
((Idk... They could be at the matching thing, lolz. Idk. Up to you guys :) ...))
((Okay! We'll wait for Sakura I guess to see :) Because I have no idea haha))
((I figure if he's about to kidnap her, then it makes sense that they already know she's matched with him.))
Alodia entered her bedroom and went to her vanity to sit down and begin to brush her long black hair, humming softly to herself the whole while. She may have been acting calmly on the outside, but inwardly she was anything but. She had just been told that she was supposed to be matched with a werewolf of all things! It was crazy! Not to mention never heard of before!
Logan was back at his camp where his pack was having a meeting. He had just been to the meeting where he was supposed to meet his mate. His mate, who was supposed to be like him. A werewolf. But apparently he wasn't matched with a werewolf. He was matched with Alodia Sterlingshire, a werecat. And not just any werecat, but the heir to the throne. It was absurd, preposterous. He figured that there must have been some mistake. He didn't know what to do with the information. Obviously, this was something that had never happened before. When the match was announced, there was a lot of unrest in the room, coming from both the werecats and the werewolfs. But yet, if they truly were mates, then they would have to figure something out. It would be strange, that is for sure, but they would have to do something. He wondered what she was like. He hadn't had a chance to speak with her after the matching ceremony.
((now for Hamsii *fidgets impatiently*))
((Sorry, guys, just woke up... -__- I won't be able to post for a bit though, cuz I have piano class...))
((^_^ youre alright Hamsii, we know about life and diff time zones and what not))
Jayce grinned and gripped the wall beside him with two hands, pulling himself up easily. The girl's room was up this wall, and it would be much easier to simply climb the wall, than navigate past a house full of servants to get to her door. He smiled, scaling the wall in a couple of seconds. It was really no harder than walking along solid ground, for him. He climbed up alongside the window and clung calmly to the wall as he peered over the top of the window, carefully, ducking back before she could see him. As far as he could see, the girl was facing the mirror, her attention turned elsewhere. Jayce sighed in annoyance. He could have gotten in so easily. The vain little thing just had to be sitting in front of a mirror. He rolled his eyes. Of course, she wasn't paying any attention, but she might catch a glimpse of him in her mirror. Jayce braced himself to dive into the room, knowing he could get in fast enough. Even if she saw him, she wouldn't have the time to react.
He eased the window open, glanced at the girl to make sure she hadn't reacted, and dived through the gap, rolling soundlessly into the room. He moved so fast onlookers couldn't have seen anything, just the slightest blur in the air. He came to a halt, materialising again in the doorway, blocking off her escape. The corners of his mouth quicker up in amusement as he decided to have some fun. Let her notice him. See how long it would take...
((Lolz, sorry about sort of insulting your character :D but it's just Jayce being annoyed...lolz.))
((lol its fine))
Alodia finished brushing her hair and set the brush down with a sigh. She had been about to move from her mirror when she noticed a slight blur of movement at the window. Her eyes narrowed, ears flicking as she slowly but calmly reached beneath her vanity for her hidden dagger. She wouldn't even begin to explain how hard it was to sneak a dagger up to her room since her mother didn't want her to have weapons, but Alodia felt safer with a weapon stashed away, especially in moments like this. She grabbed the dagger from the sheath attached to the vanity as she looked around. Hiding it in the sleeve of her gown, she backed away from the door when she saw Jayce. Her eyes were narrowed as she backed towards the window. "Who are you and what do you want?" she asked, a slight hiss in her voice. She wasn't the prissy innocent girl her mother wanted to be. She knew how to fight, and if need be, she could and would resort to using that if it meant her safety.
Alodia finished brushing her hair and set the brush down with a sigh. She had been about to move from her mirror when she noticed a slight blur of movement at the window. Her eyes narrowed, ears flicking as she slowly but calmly reached beneath her vanity for her hidden dagger. She wouldn't even begin to explain how hard it was to sneak a dagger up to her room since her mother didn't want her to have weapons, but Alodia felt safer with a weapon stashed away, especially in moments like this. She grabbed the dagger from the sheath attached to the vanity as she looked around. Hiding it in the sleeve of her gown, she backed away from the door when she saw Jayce. Her eyes were narrowed as she backed towards the window. "Who are you and what do you want?" she asked, a slight hiss in her voice. She wasn't the prissy innocent girl her mother wanted to be. She knew how to fight, and if need be, she could and would resort to using that if it meant her safety.
((I'm not really sure what Logan should do right now, so you guys can just go back and forth for a bit until it's time for him to come in. I don't mind, don't worry.))
((if you are for certain...))
((I just honestly don't think that there is anything for me to write at this moment.))
((Yes.....I suppose you're right.....))
((we don't wanna leave you out of the rp))
((OH! what if you have a secondary character who is John's accomplice))
((that way you would still be in it))
((Yeah, that would work. You could have him/her be Jayce's accomplice :) but for the meantime, should I post? Or wait, lolz? I don't mind.))
((oops Jayce not John haha and you can post. You still gotta kidnap and Mystic can reply when they get on and be the accomplice that is waiting for you back at your base or something if we get to where you actually kidnap Alodia tonight))
Jayce smirked, knowing she couldn't best him if she tried. No one could beat him. That was the reason he was here... He sighed inwardly, smirking cockily on the outside as he struggled to remember the name of his subject. He never forgot things like this. Just a mark of how boring this assignment was..."Alodia," he managed, his voice low and confidently charming. He relaxed his posture a little, but kept it just menacing enough to keep her slightly on edge. He folded his arms and smiled slightly sinisterly through locks of dark hair. "Alodia Sterlingshire."
Alodia frowned, tail bristling as she faced him. It would be pointless to ask how he knew her name. The matching ceremony had just occurred, just about everyone knew her name now. Her, the only werecat in recorded history to be matched with a werewolf.
"What do you want? If you are looking for money or valuables I'm afraid you came to the wrong room. I have neither of the two in my quarters." she said, trying to seem dignified while inside she quivered with nerves.
"What do you want? If you are looking for money or valuables I'm afraid you came to the wrong room. I have neither of the two in my quarters." she said, trying to seem dignified while inside she quivered with nerves.
"Really?" He arched an eyebrow, amused. "Don't you?"He studied Alodia as he spoke, his eyes glittering with a dangerous mixture of humour and cunning as he looked down at the werecat in front of him. She was pretty enough, he supposed. Very pretty, actually. His eyes traced her perfect, porcelain face before he tore his eyes away to look back into her seemingly bottomless blue eyes. They looked like they would stretch out into infinity and back again. Jayce's smile widened.
"Nothing valuable...?" He grinned. "Well you're here, aren't you?"
Alodia flushed, wanting to look away but maintaining eye contact nonetheless. "I'm not all that valuable either." she muttered, gripping her dagger tightly. "I'm not the one next in line for the throne." she said, slowly inching towards the window. She could jump out no problem and, so long as he didn't grab her tail, she'd land on her feet. Escape was a top priority right then, and she knew that if she got out the window, he wouldn't be able to catch her. She knew of a secret entrance to the castle that had been lost for at least a hundred years. She had found it by accident even, so she knew no one else knew it. It was a matter of getting there that was the problem.
Jayce grinned. "Don't even think about it," he told her, cockily. I'll catch you before you take two steps." To demonstrate, he darted forward, fading into a blur, appearing at her side. He grinned and grabbed her wrist, twisting to loosen the dagger. He watched it clatter to the floor.
"Escape is out of the question," he informed her, almost apologetically. "And you getting hurt is unnecessary. Because we're not planning on hurting you. Just so long as you don't cause us any trouble..." He arched an eyebrow. "You're not planning on causing any trouble, are you?"
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Age: 18
Gender: female
Species: Werecat (Of the black panther subspecies)
Appearance:
Eye color: (Unlike the picture) Her eyes are a deep, dark blue as fathomless as the ocean depths
Skin color: very pale, almost porcelain white
Distinguished Markings: she has a scar on her left shoulder that stretches across her back to her right hip from an attack from someone who had been hired to kill her, the only heir to the throne and last of her species
[Cat Form] (I might do a pic later for reference if I find a good one)
Eyes: Crimson red
Fur: Jet black
Distinguished Markings: The fur is parted on her body where she has the scar.
I copied most of that from a character profile cause I liked the pic and name