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4:35pm May 11 2010 (last edited on 6:06pm May 12 2010)
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I heard the screams, their screams, before I felt the God awful pain. As I opened my eyes the fogginess faded from my brain and I could see again. The screaming had stopped, and there was an awful burning, smoky scent in the room, almost like burnt rubber. The throbbing in my head never ceased, and the small puddle on the floor, crimson red, was proof that something had hit me, hard. Suddenly I realized what happened as I spotted a bloody base ball bat a few feet away, obviously to hit me with. What is going on here? I wondered, quivering as I stood up slowly. It was very dark in here, gl*censored* shattered all over the floor, blood dripping from my forehead from the gash that bat had given me. I slowly and cautiously opened the bedroom door, and stared at what I saw. My brother's corpse lie in front of my doorway, his throat slit and his arms out to his sides, as if he was trying to protect me, to prevent an intruder from entering my room. But what for? Only time would tell. Shocked and unable to make out the situation, I only wanted to get out of there. I sprang over his body and began to run, sliding through the kitchen and grabbing my car keys, though the other half of the house was burning. As I rushed for the garage, my eyes came apon a gruesome sight, both of my parents and my little sister, lying side-by-side, dead, murdered by the intruder. What had they come for? My parents' money? An item of interest? Usually intruders didn't murder their victims, and if they did they would have made sure that all of them had been killed. Something was definitely wrong. My stomach lurched. My entire family was dead. I was the only one alive. If only I had been able to protect them, or even be able to cross over with them to the other world.
Suddenly there was a gunshot, and the front door burst open. The SWAT team entered, threatening to shoot me. My parents must have called the police before they were killed. But why were they aiming the guns at me? I was part of this family. A victim. "On the ground! On the ground now!" The captain shouted, pointing his handgun at me. Even though I was shocked, I was obedient and I lie flat on my stomach with my hands over my head. After that one of the SWAT members knocked me out with a blow to the head.
I was taken to the interrogation room once I recovered from my ordeal, where the interrogation team were quite violent. "Earlier today, we recieved a call from your parents, saying that you had gone mad, and turned into a monster of some sort. Well, obviously a deadly one. They said you turned into some kind of 'wolf' monster, and went after your little sister first. Within two minutes the call was disconnected and we arrive to find all of the residents at the home slaughtered. Apparently the older boy knocked you unconcious with a bat to save himself, but he's dead too." The man who entered the room dropped a folder on the metal table that I was cuffed to, and began walking around the table, driving my mind mad.
"I don't know what you're talking about sir. I don't know why I'm here. I'm no 'wolf monster', okay? If I was I would have known. Just tell me who killed my family and where that person is so he will get the punishment he deserves, alright?" I growled, my eyes fixed on the man's throat, my instincts wanting to kill him. I didn't know why, though, but at the time I had no idea if any of this was true.
"You are your family's killer. You are the one who shifted into the monster. I don't think that your parents would lie about something like that in a life or death situation, do you?" The man reached across the table and grabbed my shoulders, and shook me, and every bit of me wanted wanted to rip my arms from these cuffs and lunge at the man, to strangle him, but there were SWAT guards in the room, guns in hand. I was cuffed with steel and the table was cemented into the floor. There was no way out of here, unless I could get these cuffs off. Without one more answer, he began talking again, but I didn't listen this time. I began fiddling with my cuffs underneath the table, making myself sweat enough to slip through the cuffs. Even as my hands were free, I waited for him to turn his back on me. As soon as he did, I leaped up onto the table, then jumped into the gl*censored* door, shattering it and I made a mad dash for the windows of the three-story building. I wouldn't make it past the exit, I would be caught by guards first. I leaped through the window, then in mid-air bent my knees and crossed my arms across my chest to brace myself for the fall. Tumbling to the ground, I got up quickly and disappeared into the woods. ~Plot~ Wolf Shapeshifters are outlaws in these parts, who shortly after Dimitri's ordeal above, formed a gang of most wanted shapeshifters with deadly personalities developed after being arrested for murder. They are often reported in sightings, and are greatly feared. Although, they are not the only shapeshifters around. They constantly look for new shapeshifters to recruit to their "team" and are still being tracked by detectives in Virginia, so they are always on the move. These specific shapeshifters can shift as they wish and the only recruits are ones that can fully and effectively control their wolf selves, though their power is uncharted and considered lethal. ~Rules~
- All RP and Res rules apply
- No romance between your own characters
- Violence at pg-16, romance PG-G
- Only one loner, other must be part of this 'pack'
- Listen to the alpha wolf (which for the moment is Dimitri, might it change later)
-Wolf sizes range from 6-7feet at the shoulder and 12-15feet in length from head to tail
- Cussing is allowed, I don't really care
- Listen to me and my Co-owner
~Bio's~ Name: Age: Gender: Gang Rank: Looks: Wolf Looks: History: Weapon: Extra: ~Gang Ranks~ Leader: Dimitri (to be changed some-where in the plot) Second: Dusk Weapons Specialist: Kylie As*as*ins: [Max: 2]
Gun Fighters: [Max: 3]
Sword/Knife Fighters: Severin [Max: 2]
Scavengers: Lanen [Unlimited]
Scouts: [Unlimited] Healer: Karienne Loner: Dawn ~Rank Deion~ Second
The second is like the Beta of a wolf pack, the second in command, or in political terms the vice president. He/she carries out all of the leader's orders and makes sure that they get done. When the leader is absent, the second *censored*umes command and helps the gang through their daily routines until the leader returns. The second is also the second fighter when in wolf form, just behind the leader.
Weapon's Specialist
The weapon specialist is basically the best knife and gun fighter in the gang, besides the leader, who excels in almost all fighting skills. He/she is usually heavily equipped with chains of extra bullets, a belt alligned with knives, daggers and handguns, and usually has some type of machine gun strapped to them. He/she is a very strong, athletic type and just excels over the rank of *censored**censored*in in fighting and *censored**censored*inations, but is always the head of the fighting squad in combat.
Scavengers
The Scavenger position is basically like, the thieves that smuggle food for the gang when they make their weekly night-p*censored* by a town or city. Ami always dispatches the Scavengers to steal as much food as they can to better the success rate of the gang, as the shapeshifters are too large for an "unsuspecting" prey not to spot, and they always run away before one can catch the food, though there are times when one gets lucky on a hunt.
If you have any questions about the ranks, feel free to ask me to put a deion for a rank if it is not described here
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5:17pm May 11 2010 (last edited on 7:52pm May 11 2010)
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((I might join but I have a question. Is there like a healer/doctor type position?))
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5:42pm May 11 2010
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((Can I join as a loner and the beta female wolf?))
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6:02pm May 11 2010
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( Oh, epic, Stray.
That introduction up there. ono It was just plain amazing.
The writing, I mean. ...o.o Can I join? )
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6:03pm May 11 2010
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((I agree, that was amazing.))
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7:44pm May 11 2010
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((I agree too. It was very... incredible. :3 Join as a scavenger and a weapon's specialist? :D))
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8:12pm May 11 2010
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Ser: Yes, there is a healer position, you can fill it if you'd like. Feyth: Yes you may join as those positions! Kira333: Yes you may join, of course! Kink: Sure! Thank you all for those compliments, but I need to give some credit to a friend of mine on our own RPing sight.)) |
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8:17pm May 11 2010 (last edited on 4:08pm May 12 2010)
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Name: Dimitri Ramos Age: 22 Gender: Male Gang Rank: Leader Looks: Dimitri is not a person you would want to meet in a dark alley. He looks sorta like a guy who would slit your throat without a backwards glance. He is extremely tall, standing about 6’7 in height. He has a strong, distant face with dark brown eyes that seem to grow black when he’s angry. His hair is dark brown that reaches his neck and is slightly wavy. He wears comfortable dark jeans and a black shirt. A long black cloak covers him.A scar goes over his left eye brown and he has a tattoo around his right arm that goes down his shoulder. Wolf Looks: He is a very large wolf, seeing as males are bigger then females anyhow, with shoulders that reach a little past seven feet. His fur a normal for a wolf and is a bit longer at the mane around his neck and small turfs around the front paw heels. His fur is a dark russet, almost red-brown with white streaks mixing through his mane and a white tipped muzzle. His ears are also white tipped. Darker red run along his spine and the color expands at his tail. His eyes are a glowing amber History: Read intro for beginning. After about six months or so of being alone and in a almost constant state of rage, he finally realized something that shock him: he was lonely. But he was not to keen on the idea of ever being close to humans again less he hurts then or they hurt him. But it was a stormy night of a full moon he found a very young shape-shifter, one of only a few years. Pretty much raising it for three months, it suddenly died, leaving him alone once more. Thats when the idea to start the gang formed, to help those shape-shifters with no place to go and no where to call home. Weapon: Mostly a long sword attached to his back up and out of the way, but also uses a small hand gun when necessary that are attached to his sides in holsters that tend to look like over-sized pockets.. Extra: He's not big on leading, so it thinking of handing to position over to a diffrent wolf, once he gets to know them all a bit better. He's very quiet and anti-social, preferring to be left alone. He’s a little gruff, blunt and straight to the point. To those he dislikes he will tell you about it and will try to keep his temper in check. But if he likes you, he’s your best friend and would do anything in the world for you. He has a quick sharp temper and when provoked can become very violent, he tends to be sorry after words, but that does no good to either a corpse or someone ready to take a swing back at you.
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8:31pm May 11 2010
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Name: Dusk
Age: 16
Gender: Female
Gang Rank: Second
Looks: Long black hair and pale pink skin. She is usually seen wearing a pair of dark blue jeans, ripped from lots of fights and scuffles in the woods. Wolf Looks: Dark fur with white ear tips. Many scars stretch across her maw and her ears are heavily cut, even making one of them hang by a thread. Her tail is dark and again, the end is white. Her paws are bluish grey. History: "Mom?" a voice called into the darkness of the small apartment, "Mom?" The owner of the quiet voice stepped forward into a puddle that seemed strangley watery. She peered at the floor, it was hard to see in this darkness. "Are you there?" she stumbled over a hard surface adn fell face forward into the liquid. She licked her lips and then grimaced, the taste was metalic. "Mom." she eyes widened in horror. she looked at te surface she had tripped over. It was a body. The body of her mother was bent at odd angles, her head was throw backwards and her eyes were wide in terror. Her neck was bleeding heavily and her mouth was open and her tongue hanging out. she stared at her hand, they had become furry. "I did this... No!" she screamed and raced out of the apartment just as the SWAT team came in to see what all the ruckus was about...
Weapon: Her fists and a short dagger made of crystal that was in her mother's collection. It was her hobby to collect interesting, rare artifacts. Extra: She is the youngest member of the pack and one of the highest ranks.
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8:36pm May 11 2010
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((Oh, could I please have the healer position? I'll put my bio up in a minute.))
Its been a while but im back~ If youre an old RP buddy hit me up Id love to reconnect.
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8:45pm May 11 2010
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Name: Dawn
Age: 15 Gender: Female
Gang Rank:None; loner
Looks:Short hair, dyed blue to keep herself from being noticed. She is usually seen wearing a blood shirt and red pants.
Wolf Looks: Long silver fur and dark blackeyes. She is not scarred, but her tail split into to two parts and stayed that way as if they were seperate entities.
History: "She killed her family." a SWAT member said as they looked over the tiny 15 year-old sitting in a leather chair behind a desk. "why should we let her go?" "you said yourself, she is a minor." A member of the police force said in a hushed whisper as Dawn twiddled ehr thumbs on the dusk. "Fine, but I know we are going to regret this. A few days later, Dawn was let go and the two members were never seen again.
Extra: Dusk and Dawn are cousins.
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8:45pm May 11 2010
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((I just had a whole bio typed out and the computer jacked out on me. >>))
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8:51pm May 11 2010
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Name: Kylie Turner Age: 20 Gender: Female Gang Rank: Weapon's specialist Looks: She looks like the picture at the bottom, but she wears shorts 90% of the time, and she has all her weapons on... o-o She also has a tattoo of a running wolf on her neck. Wolf Looks: Kylie's about 6 and a half feet tall and 14 feet long in her wolf form. Her fur is dark, dark black (really, really dark. xD), and she has a strange white circle around her left eye. Her eyes are a light blue and are her most dominant feature. She has a spiral scar around her right arm, a cut she gave herself just for fun. Oh, and she also has a anklet that has small wolves over it. History: Kylie's parents are both dead, leaving Kylie in an orphanage for about 7 years. Her mother died in a car accident and her father had a stroke. Kylie was never adopted by anyone, really making her all the more angry than she already was. In an angry rage, at the age of 17, Kylie accidently went into her wolf form. Not knowing what was going on, Kylie found herself running away before she could hurt anyone, or get arrested for anything. On the run, Kylie found herself slowly getting in control of her wolf form. She also found herself breaking the law a lot more. That was, until she found Dimitri. Kylie soon saw how good she was at weapons' control and became the weapon's specialist, which she loves being. Weapon: Kylie has a .44 pistol attatched to her waste and she keeps two swords crossed on her back. On her ankle, she has a sharp dagger, she usually uses this one the most. Extra: Uhh.... Nothing more I can think of... ((I'll fill the other one out in a minute. xD))
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9:01pm May 11 2010 (last edited on 4:19pm May 12 2010)
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Name: Severin Lovett Age: Twenty-one Gender: Male Gang Rank: Sword/Knife fighter. Looks: Jet black hair that comes down to the nape of his neck. It fans out on his cheeks, and it's often covering his eyes. Severin is rather tall, coming up to the height of 6'2", but he's not tall and lanky with almost no build. He's pretty muscular. One of his eyes are green, the other is blue, Both have a brown patch in them, and his green eye has golden flecks in it while his blue eye has silver flecks in it. He considers his eyes his best feature. Wolf Looks: :U Normal ebony black wolf. He keeps his eyes. -indecisive- History: Severin killed his younger brother when he was eighteen. The police didn't want to let him go, but because it looked like Severin hadn't committed murder, and because he was conked out when the police found his brother's body, they had to let him go. Instead of staying with his family, Severin decided to drop off the face of the Earth. He disappeared with his tail in between his legs, never bothering to look back. Weapon: A knife, obviously. He carries around a sword, too. He knows how to use guns, because his father used to take him out hunting, but he doesn't like them. He thinks they're...not good. Extra: Uh, I'll think about it.
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Name: Lanen Kyler Age: 19 Gender: Female Gang Rank: Scavenger Looks: Standing at 4’11’’, Lanen is one inch too tall to be in the “Little People of America” group. She is of slender build, yet very muscular and strong…in a non freakish way. Her hair is long, nearly to the back of her knees, and blonde with natural brown streaks. She calls them inverted sun-streaks. It is usually kept in a braid or bind of some sort, fly away bangs, framing her face. Her eyes are a blue-green color with a light gray streak around the pupils. This turns a dull yellow when she is angered-which is rare-like the color of the clouds before a tornado. Wolf Looks: Short for what she is. She is 4 feet at the shoulder with a proportionate length and lithe, quick. These attributes are what made her go for the scavenger position. Her underbelly is gray-brown and her main body is light brown with dark brown ‘drips’ from in between her brown tipped ears to her tail-tip. Fur, about an inch longer than the rest, follows her ‘drip’ markings from between her ears to the dock of her tail (Base of her spine). Eyes are amber, flecked with blue and green. History: She was born and raised in a large and loving family, where she lived until about a year ago, when she started feeling like she was changing in some way. Convinced that something bad would happen unless she did, Lanen packed up a change of socks, a pack of pencils and paper, a few bucks from under the mattress, and left. Weapon: Double-blades or hand-to-hand. Though, when the need or mood fits her, she could probably make due with a spoon. Extra: Extremely protective, but she loves to have fun. Teases and has sarcastic moments, but keeps it clean and harmless. Has comp*censored*ion for nearly everything except pigs. They can die. Loves trees and nature, but understands what needs to be done. Almost completely fearless, does dangerous things just for a rush. Theme song: American Honey, Lady A ((I'll create a guy in a few minutes/hours. Whenever I can. Lottsa females right now. Theres gunna be fur flyin. ROFL))
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9:08pm May 11 2010
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((Kira, I'm the weapon's specialist... :3))
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9:10pm May 11 2010
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( Damn. :U I'll change it. )
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4:14pm May 12 2010
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((Ser: Yes you may have that position. Todeo: Thats sucks, I hate it when a computer does that (: Everyone else is accepted! We can start as soon as Ser fills out her bio, and we have at least one as*as*in.)) |
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4:18pm May 12 2010
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Seasons are changing and waves are crashing and stars are falling, all for us. |
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4:34pm May 12 2010
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((Ftw! I'll fill out my bio in a sec, and could I also join as a loner, who mmaybe joins the pack later?))
Its been a while but im back~ If youre an old RP buddy hit me up Id love to reconnect.
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