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09-08-2010, 06:17 PM
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Originally Posted by: Manjogokin
Name:Godric McHale
Age:32
Gender:Male
Race:Were-cat (black jaguar)
Appearance:Blue-green eyes, blue-black hair, 6'2", black mustache and beard. Goes for a modern cowboy look, sticking mainly with loose jeans, button shirts, ten gallon hat, and boots complete with spurs. In his cat form he looks like how you'd imagine a black-furred jaguar to look. In his were form he stands at 5'3" at the ears.
Background: Godric was abandoned by his parents at eight years old and so was forced to meek out an existence on his own. Godric first discovered his power when he found he had an unnatural love for meat (especially turkey and brisket), got along great with cats, hated dogs with a fiery passion, and seemed to disappear in shadows. When he was eighteen he put his abilities to use as a street thug: stealing, vandalizing, and the like. Once he reached thirty-two years of age he stopped aging and started a ranch of his own (he has no dogs or birds on his property).
Abilities/Weapons:
Greatly enhanced night vision, very acute hearing, smell, stamina, reflexes, and flexibility. Standard transformation abilities of a were. Can vanish in dark shadows and blend in with lighter shadows. Can walk through shadows as if they were doors. Shadow abilities seem strongest in cat form, slightly diminished in were form, and nonexistent in human form. Carries a Japanese kusari gama that wraps around his waist like a belt, which he wields with exceptional skill for being self taught. Never uses guns (hurts his ears).
Weaknesses:Silver, Wolf's Bane, brisket, turkey
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09-08-2010, 06:18 PM
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Originally Posted by: Fallenlife
Name-Sean MastarsAge- 24Gender-MaleRace-HumaneAppearance- He has orange eyes and short gun-metal grey hair and stands at 6'1 his normal attire is a a white button up shirt a black pinstripe vest , black pinstripe suit pants, combat boots, and solid black fedora with a single orange band.Abilities/weapons- he uses high level anima magic and specializes in shadowmancing. As far as weapons he only caries a trench knife.Background- He acts as a negotiator and mercenary during times of conflict loyal only to those that can afford to pay him he travels near constantly never staying in one place for very long. He has no memory of before he became a merce and doesn’t really care to find out about himself.Weaknesses- include women, small animals, enemy attacks, and liquor
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I can only please one person per day, today is not your day and tomorrow doesn't look good either.
Someone without love is just lonely, but a world without love is full of hate and despair.
In memory of Claire, a good person. She will be missed.
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09-08-2010, 06:19 PM
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Originally Posted by: Kale Allerion
Name: Inez
Age: Unknown; well over two-hundred years old.
Gender: Female
Race: Vampire
Appearance: Height, average. Weight, average. Eye color, deep brown. Hair color, black. Skin tone, pale brown.
Background: Much of Inez's life is a mystery, as she is slowly losing her memory. What little she remembers includes being a plantation slave. She attempted to escape, but was attacked by a feral vampire in the wilderness during her flight. As a vampire, alone in the wild for years, Inez began to develop a contempt for all humanity, even those fellow slaves she'd grown up with, and her mind began to twist into something dark and terrible. In her wanderings, she came across a small vampire coven that was in the business of capturing humans with the purpose of selling them to richer vampires. She joined them, and has been in the human trafficking business ever since.
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I can only please one person per day, today is not your day and tomorrow doesn't look good either.
Someone without love is just lonely, but a world without love is full of hate and despair.
In memory of Claire, a good person. She will be missed.
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