Bisexual
rat
don't hold me accountable for any characters i created when i was 16
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Post by rat on Dec 17, 2017 4:42:44 GMT -5
Aurora followed Stephen out the door. She looked around. I have to sleep now but I'll be on again in about 8/9 hours, and probably this same time tomorrow)
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2017 8:24:52 GMT -5
Alright well I'll post a starter and someone can jump in))
Alex was currently sitting behind a computer set up, apparently typing something or other, and had some soft music playing in the background and then a huff could be heard as muffled words drifted from the open doorway. "Oh come ON Alex, this music is boring." Jay's voice rang out as he tinkered with something on the nearby couch while Alex typed. "It's bad enough that we decided to share a room so you could have this sub-office in the Pack House." He said, though he was purely joking. Alex and Jay loved each other and had shared a room for their entire lives. Well, except when Jay hooked up with a female but that was a different story for a different time. This time Alex huffed and rolled his eyes as he continued typing. "Shut up Jay, as soon as I finish this segment of coding I'll be done for the day and we can listen to something else. You know this music keeps me focused by not having words." He said, giving his brother a sidelong glance before beginning to vigorously type again.
Jay rolled his eyes as his brother began typing again and he returned to his tinkering with a door hinge that was being persistently sticky, trying to ignore the aggravating taps of keyboard keys coming in a persisting barrage.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2017 20:30:46 GMT -5
Jay smiled and waved to her.
Alex looked up and his ears rang from Kari's shouting and he blinked a couple times and he pressed a button on his keyboard and the music stopped. "And hello to you too Kari. And for your information the music is only at 20% of what it could be and its not that loud. And yes it's the only way I can focus. But if it helps...." He said, then pressed a few keys and a loud, droning sound blasted from a subwoofer above Kari's head at a deafening frequency, especially to werewolves. After a few seconds of merciless audio onslaught, Alex stopped the music. "I'm nearly done so deal with it. Unless you want me to deactivate the fancy phone my company provided you." He threatened.
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Post by 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 on Dec 17, 2017 20:43:43 GMT -5
I'll have these done by the end of the night c:
Nightingale 'Gale' Clarke | 20 | Healer | Female[she/her], Heterosexual | Gale is a pretty girl, with smooth, pale skin. Her bright, minty green eyes shine from under thick lashes. Her long hair falls to her mid-back in silky sheets of near-white gold. She is pretty short, and stands at only 5'3". She has a lean build, similar to that of a ballerina. She is very sweet and kind, always going the extra mile. She likes to help other people, and she is a rather smart cookie. Gale has very strong morals, and she always stands up for what she believes in. She is very trusting and naive, and is known for her foolishness sometimes. She is very sensitive, and she is ruled by her heart, not her head. Some call her a silly dreamer with her head stuck in the clouds, and they wouldn't be wrong. She just tries to see that best in everybody and everything, and sometimes that is all she can see. She specializes in traditional healing methods. | She is a wolf on the smaller side of the scale. She has a silky coat, and her fur is a pale golden. Her eyes still shine a brilliant green. She still has a lean, agile build, and she doesn't have a whole lot of muscle to her. | Gale's older brother is Max, and he's the only family she has. | Gale's parents died when she was about ten, and she lived on the streets with her brother. Soon, they found the pack and they were taken in and they've been loyal members since. | Gale has a lovely singing voice, and used to dream of singing professionally. However, that dream died with her parents. | Queen |
Maximus 'Max' Clarke | 24 | Normal | Male[he/him] Heterosexual | Just by looking at Max you can guess one thing; he loves tattoos. He has them all over his body, and he loves them all equally. He has light golden hair sometimes falls into his bright blue eyes. He has a fair complexion, and is sometimes seen spotting a little bit of facial hair. He is well built, and stands at an easy 6'3". Max can be, well, a bit of a jerk. He constantly has some kind of sarcastic comment ready to go, and everything has to be done the way he wants it. He can be rude, and often times he speaks the truth, and doesn’t really care about how other people feel. He only takes the things he cares about seriously, and typically he only looks out for himself. The only person he truly cares about is his sister, Gale. He is extremely protective of her, and will do anything for her. Despite his bad attitude, Max will do anything to keep the pack safe and he values order and loyalty above almost everything else. | He's a rather sizable wolf, with a bronze coat and eyes the color of blue lightning. He has a muscular and strong build, unlike his sister. | His only close family is Gale, his younger sister. | Max was fourteen when his parents died, and because he didn't want to be separated from his sister in foster care, he ran away with her and they lived one the streets for a couple months before Max met a pack member who invited them to come live with them. | He's an incredible baker, and he makes the best brownies. | Queen |
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 20:53:36 GMT -5
I'd like to join, so if it's okay with you I'll save this for my characters.
Nivea Jordan | 19 | Normal | Female, She/Her, Bisexual |
Nivea, or Vea as her close friends call her, is a regal young woman, with high cheekbones and a prominent jawline. She is of mixed origin, with one parent having grown up in Australia and the other hailing from Brazil. Thus, Nivea has a deep tan almost year-round, with a multitude of freckles washing over her nose, cheekbones, and arms and legs. She also has a slight Australian accent, though it gets more noticeable when she's yelling. She has naturally soft brown hair, but she often dyes it a deep, almost cherry red. While both of her eyes are blue, one is more of a gray, smoky blue than the other, which is a deep ice blue. Her pale lips are plump and usually pulled down in a frown, due to Nivea's chronic RBF. A pale scar runs from a few centimeters off of the center of her hairline down to the peak of her right cheek bone, crossing over her right eye. She typically pulls her hair back in two dutch braids, or leaves it down in soft waves. Nivea usually wears a graphic tee or solid colored tee, either under her worn leather jacket or a flannel that she secretly steals from her brother. She wears ripped up skinny jeans and combat boots, although on occasion she has been known to change it up and wear something a bit more girly. Nivea comes across as a tomboy, she knows it. That's why she acts as much like a "girly" girl as possible, while still embracing her tomboy-ish aspects. She can be found shopping and partying with friends as often as she can be found skateboarding and getting into fights. She is someone who is fiercely loyal, and once her trust is broken that loyalty is near impossible to earn back. She is kind, caring, and the type of person to make you laugh even on your worst days. However, she has her flaws. She holds grudges almost too well, and she's often impulsive and jumps in without thinking. She finds it hard to trust new people, and would have a panic attack before she went up to a stranger and struck up a conversation. Her anxiety, which she has dealt with for years now, flares up the most when she is stressed, tired, or cornered. | Nivea's wold form is strikingly different from her human form. She is the size of a Mexican wolf, though still lithe and quick. Her fur is a deep chocolate brown color, with mottled caramel and dark chocolate colored markings spread over her shoulders, back, and legs. She has caramel "freckles" over her snout and under her eyes, and her eyes are the same blue shades that they normally are. |
Her older brother Aaron, who she affectionately refers to as Patch, is her best friend and her soulmate. He is the one person she would not hesitate to die or take a life for. She currently has no significant other, but she isn't opposed to the idea of finding someone. | Nivea grew up in what many would call the "perfect home." She had everything she ever wanted - except for the attention of her parents. They were so busy providing for her and her brother, they forgot to be there for Nivea and Aaron. After Nivea and Aaron changed for the first time, they decided to run away. Ever since then, they have been hitching rides and depending only on one another for everything. |
Nivea can sing and play the guitar, fiddle, and harp. She also has four tattoos, is extremely flexible, and she loves skateboarding. She's extremely claustrophobic. | redsong14 |
Aaron "Patch" Jordan | 21 | TBD | Male, He/Him, Heterosexual |
Aaron, much like his younger sister, has a regal air to his appearance. He has a sharp jawline, with a rugged beard that he keeps trimmed. His hair is usually spiked up and to the right, although if he didn't style it his hair would reach almost to the tips of his ears. The color of his hair is simply "dark" - it's never really been decided if his hair is just really dark brown or simply black. He has a deep tan as well, and his slight Australian accent if often a hit with the ladies. Aaron's eyes are a brilliant forest green, with light emerald specks throughout that make them appear brighter when he his excited. He is tall, with scars all over his shoulders and shoulder blades, though he isn't keen to explain how they got there. He has a birth mark around his left eye, which is why Nivea gave him the nickname "Patch." His outfit of choice is usually a solid tee, a leather jacket, dark-wash jeans or skinny jeans, Adidas or combat boots, a pair of polarized Aviators, and a silver cross necklace that hangs under his shirt. Aaron is an all around trickster. He loves to get into mischief and play pranks. His puns and jokes are usually lame enough to draw out a groan from those around him, but everyone usually ends up laughing anyways - mostly because his laugh is contagious, and his smile could light up a room. He is not someone you want to get on the bad side of, though. Those rugged good looks are not so appealing when he's staring at you with his "six-feet-under" glare. When he's angry, he is scarily silent and cold, and it's nearly impossible to calm him down if Nivea isn't there. He's highly impulsive and has been known to show up the next day with new scars on his knuckles after he's been angered. | Aaron's wolf form is slightly larger than your average Iberian wolf, and is almost solid black, although he does have very dark brown markings that allow him to hide more easily at night. His eyes are still the same forest green, and his pelt is slightly fluffier than average, which makes it typically messier than he would like. |
If you ask Aaron, Nivea is his absolute best friend, even if she is his annoying little sister. He's not exactly looking for a significant other at the moment, but if someone were to come along and find him he'd be perfectly okay with that. | Aaron's whole life has been about Nivea - watching over her, taking care of her, protecting her. Without her, he wouldn't be the person he is today, and he feels that he owes her his life, because if she hadn't come along he believes he would have gone down a very dark path. Once he and Nivea left home, he decided that he would always protect her, and he has never left her side since.|
Aaron can rock out on the drum set, can sing a little bit, and has a very, very strong fear of heights. | redsong14 |
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 21:01:07 GMT -5
I'm not picky, any rank is fine really! And thank you!
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2017 21:28:09 GMT -5
“Eh bad idea toots.” Jay said as he got up. “Alex’s company provided the weapons. He has a backdrop to shut em down if needed.” He said. “That’s one tech thing I do understand.”
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 21:28:52 GMT -5
Would it be possible for me to change Aaron to a Healer/Healer's Apprentice instead, and just make Nivea normal for now since I don't really know what she should be?
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 21:39:21 GMT -5
Thank you so much!
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 21:52:51 GMT -5
Oh my gosh my hand hurts from typing now.
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Post by 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 on Dec 17, 2017 21:57:07 GMT -5
Done! Now I have to figure out what I wanna do with these two......hmmmm.....
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 21:59:20 GMT -5
{{ Right? }}
Nivea and Aaron, together as always, sat quietly in a sunlight spot near town, but far enough away that most wanderers wouldn't stumble upon them. Nivea was humming under her breath while Aaron strummed on his guitar. The two of them were so involved in their song, they were completely unaware of anything happening around them.
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2017 22:09:53 GMT -5
Jay got up and put the hinge on the couch. "We can head out a while. Alex is nearly done." He said as he walked out behind her. "So what is the place like?"
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Post by 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 on Dec 17, 2017 22:31:21 GMT -5
(I've got both Gale and Max.)
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 22:32:05 GMT -5
{{ Can Nivea and Aaron bump into Griffin? }}
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 22:54:56 GMT -5
Nivea, having decided she wanted lunch, convinced Aaron to go to town with her. She smiled as they walked along the street. She turned down a deserted street to make a shortcut when she abruptly stopped upon running into a wall - or at least she thought it was a wall.
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Post by 𝔮𝔲𝔢𝔢𝔫 on Dec 17, 2017 23:10:09 GMT -5
Gale opened the front door to the den, a plastic bag hanging from her arm. She made a beeline to the kitchen, where she pulled out a chair. Before standing on it, she grabbed a light bulb from the box she bought ten minutes ago. Carefully, she stood on the chair, and she began to change the bulb. It had been out for who knows how long, and she had gotten tired of fumbling around in the dark while looking for something to eat.
Max was doing what Max does best: sleeping. He often slept in until two in the afternoon, but he would not be so lucky today. A ringing from his phone drug him out of his sleep, and he slowly began to get ready for the day. It was almost noon, and his stomach rumbled angrily, Putting on some jeans and a white t-shirt, he left the house, hoping to find something to fill his empty stomach.
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 23:16:55 GMT -5
"Ah, yea' I guess I should," Nivea blushed lightly, turning her eyes to the ground. Aaron mumbled a quick apology before Nivea spoke up again. "Ah, Griff, mate, we're on our way to get some lunch... Would you like to come with?" You have to be more social, rang through her head. She'd never been one to randomly invite someone out somewhere, but her mother's voice, even if she hadn't heard it in years, Her slight Australian accent caused her words to sound rough and slurred together somewhat. Aaron raised his eyebrows at Griffin, a small smirk on his face - although, when wasn't he smirking? He reached up to run a hand through his hair, the motion stiff as if he was sore.
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Post by 【r】【e】【d】【s】【o】【n】【g】 on Dec 17, 2017 23:29:46 GMT -5
Nivea smiled and stepped forward once again, leading Griffin and her brother out onto the street. She turned to the right and walked in the direction of her favorite cafe, turning her head slightly to make sure the guys were keeping up. Her different eyes were more prominent in the sunlight, and her hair pulled back into the braid called attention to them. She fell back and fell into step between the two boys, grinning.
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