Rules

1. No pp,gm,gary/mary sue's, etc. 

2. Follow Res rules

3. This is a semi literate to literate RP meaning; correct grammar, spelling, punctuation marks and write at least two paragraph (4+ sentences per).

4. Since this is a semi literate+ RP, I may ask you for a sample of your work if I am not familiar with you, so please, don't be offended. Also, I might turn you away if I don't think you can keep up with the literacy. 

5. Use a form of Ooc when you talk out of character. 

6. If you have a question about this RP, please feel free to r-mail me.

7. Romance and violence is allowed.

8. No more than two of the same creatures.

More will be added if needed.

Bio

Name:

Age: 

Gender:

Creature: [Any creature, made up or real]

Power: [Only if the species has powers, and only keep it at a two power max]

Personality:

Appearance: 

History: [Mandatory. Something short will suffice. Something about the planet you lived on will also work.]

Other: [Delete Brackets]

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Creature: Dark/Night Elf

Power: She has the power of manipulating shadows. 

Personality: Although she may be on her way to adulthood, Charlotte has always acted like a child. She is stubborn like a child, wanting things her way, persistent until she gets things her way. However, she is also optimistic and enjoys life. She lives every day without a care in the world, and is blind to the bad side of life. She is very naive and doesn't really understand the dangers in the world and when something goes wrong, Charlotte gets very uncomfortable and tenses up, clueless on a solution. Along with being uncomfortable in bad situations, she also gets uncomfortable in crowded areas. Like the saying goes, 3 is a crowd (well at least it is for Charlotte). But, the things that make her uncomfortable can all be overlooked when the situation deals with something she passionate about. And in Charlotte's case, that is adventure. She yearns for adventure and is determined to get it one way or another. 

Appearance: x

History: The planet of Dökkálfar (Dark Elves) is a mysterious and dangerous place. Dark Elves are evil creatures who enjoy inflicting pain on others and a ton of other devious, yet sacred rituals that brings bad luck if spoken aloud to others. Petie didn't like living as a dark elf, she hated the rituals, the bloodshed, the crowd. The whole notion of her race was sickening and uncomfortable to her. So, she decided that she would change her ways. One morning, when the dark elves hid away in their caves, she performed a cleansing ritual to rid away the dark soul she was enti[injection]tled to at birth. This process was painful and long, for it was a ritual created by the Dark elves. Once the ritual was done, Petie had gone through an immense change. Instead of the dark, charcoal skin that Dark elves were always born with, hers grew light. The dearness of her skin had now seeped into her eyes that were once red. And the red that were in her eyes seeped out onto her hair. She had converted and was banned from the Dökkálfar  clan, and had to fend for herself.

Other: For some reason, she likes to be called Petie

Name-

Tigger, though he goes by Trigger, Trig or Tig. He actually quite despises the name Tigger

Age-

Four human years

Gender-

Male

Creature-

A Thylacine, more commonly known as the Tasmanian Tiger

Power-

None

Personality-

 Tigger is impatient, stubborn, and needs to be in charge at all times. He can't stand it when something doesn't go his way or if something goes wrong, and will go out of his way to make sure things happen the way he wants them to. He hates standing around for more than two seconds and has to be doing something constantly or he'll go insane. He feels like he needs to be leader at all times and is always attempting to take charge, whether he's out of place or not.  If he does manage to gain a leadership position, you may learn he's not the best captain. He hates work and prefers to avoid it at all costs. He has trouble being social with others and prefers to keep his own space at all times, though if you break past his bubble and get to know him he's deeper than the bratty, shallow little kid-appearance he may give off at first glance. He's truly easily depressed and always full of some odd pent-up anger deep inside of him that causes him to act the way he does, and in all honestly he really just wants a friend but doesn't have the willpower to step out of his comfort zone and actually attempt to make friends himself

Appearance-

An average looking Tasmanian Tiger, nothing out of the ordinary besides his slightly more golden-colored fur and his stripes, which run along his entire back instead of just the majority 

I'll see if I can find the time to draw him sometime

History-

Tigger was born on a small, unnamed planet that is tucked away in and hidden in the vaster, darker parts of the solar system. His mother saw him as a cute, furry little cub covered in plentiful stripes, and thought the name "Tigger" was an adorable variation of the word "Tiger" and named him that, much to his own dismay, as he never grew to like his name. Extinct on Earth and rare even on this planet, his parents were apart of one of the few packs of these creatures left. This planet had much trouble sustaining life, as it could be blistering hot one day and freezing cold the next. The nearest water sources could be boiling over and then frozen solid the day after. Tigger was born on a day that his planet called a "Dark Day", where not even a sliver of sun shines and the sky is bleak, gray and cold. Despite being born small on such a dreary day, he prospered the first year of his life, which was spent tagging along with his parents to hunt for food. By the time he was two, he was full grown, independent and ready to take on the world. And then one fateful day, a terrible blizzard swept in and he lost his pack, mother and father in the storm. He awoke laying on the side of a stream, and didn't bother looking for his family or pack and just stayed by the river and made his home there

Other-

Nope