Post by Elliott on Nov 13, 2011 13:32:26 GMT -5
----I’M IN THE BUSINESS OF MISERY----
…let’s take it from the top…!
…let’s take it from the top…!
*| player name/alias: Elliott
*| age: 15
*| other characters on this site: None, yet.
*| years of role-playing experience: 3
*| how you found the site: A friend
*| contact information: tamaskanelliott@gmail.com
*| something special: I'm hearing what you say, but I can't stand the sound.
----SHE’S GOT A BODY LIKE AN HOURGLASS----
…it’s ticking like a clock…!
*| full name: Christopher Allen Black
*| nickname(s): Chris
*| date of birth/date of transformation: August 19, 2011
*| age (chronological/physical): 17
*| height/weight: 6 ft 7, 150 lbs
*| hair color/eye color: Pitch black hair, deep, chocolatey brown eyes
*| distinguishing physical characteristics: Lightweight, yet very muscular, like all Blacks.
*| species/type: Werewolf, Omega
*| special abilities: None
----IT’S A MATTER OF TIME----
…before we all run out…!
…it’s ticking like a clock…!
*| full name: Christopher Allen Black
*| nickname(s): Chris
*| date of birth/date of transformation: August 19, 2011
*| age (chronological/physical): 17
*| height/weight: 6 ft 7, 150 lbs
*| hair color/eye color: Pitch black hair, deep, chocolatey brown eyes
*| distinguishing physical characteristics: Lightweight, yet very muscular, like all Blacks.
*| species/type: Werewolf, Omega
*| special abilities: None
----IT’S A MATTER OF TIME----
…before we all run out…!
*| mother: Callie Black
*| father: Rex Black
*| siblings: None
*| marital status: Single
*| significant other: None
*| age/occupation of significant other: Not Applicable
*| children: None
*| other family: Cousin: Jacob Black Uncle:Billy Black
*| coven: Lone Wolf
----WHEN I THOUGHT HE WAS MINE----
…she caught him by the mouth…!
…she caught him by the mouth…!
*| likes: Puppies, horses, deer, lemurs, pie, purple, green, memory foam, hot chicks
*| dislikes: Pink, red, vampires, cats, overly obnoxious werewolves
*| hopes/dreams: Imprint on someone, have kids, become alpha
*| fears: Death too a future mate, being exiled from the pack
*| secrets: Likes Dachshunds, kills squirrel for fun and plays with them like dog toys
*| personality:
He's kind and humorous, a fun friend to be around. He takes many things literally, but laughs at himself and with others when he messes up.
He befriends even vampires, and is polite, yet he doesn't actually like them. Even when he despises anyone, he'll keep his thoughts to himself, and is very self-disciplined.
----I WAITED EIGHT LONG MONTHS----
…she finally set him free…!
…she finally set him free…!
*| history: Born in La Push, the Quillute Reservation in 1994 to Callie and Rex Black. He was raised with his cousin, Jacob Black until he was seven, then ran away to find out who he truly was. His parents and other relatives treated Jacob like an angel, while Chris was an outcast because of his aggressive behavior.
He was taken in by the deputy of Forks, and he spilled all of his secrets to the kind man. Being a wise old deputy, the man raised him to be a humorous, kind person, and was happy to treat him like a son of his own.
After taking refuge at the deputy's house for years, the man set him out on a quest to return to his family, a changed man. He was taught love, friendship, and everything about manners, by the deputy, now retired. He arrived home, and he was welcomed with tears, yet they were happy tears. He was henceforth told of his history and species, and he became a true werewolf.
*| roleplay sample: Giant russet paws churned op the rich humus on the forest floor, a blur of ginger fur. Chris zigzagged among the towering Redwoods. His jaws gaped in a desperate pant, abnormally long, rosy pink tongue lolling out. He raced his cousin, Jacob Black, and near identical, across the Quillute Reservation. Chris put on a superb burst of speed and took the lead, winking at Jacob. Give in yet?, he inquired playfully, launching himself even deeper into the thick forestation. You wish! Jacob had replied, though he was lagging farther and farther behind. I thought so! You know you could never outrun me! I'm the master of speed! he laughed to him, lunging through the cross-trees, winning the race. He transformed back into a dark skinned boy, 17, with wild, thickly gelled black hair. His muscled rippled, skin shining thickly with sweat.
----I TOLD HIM I COULDN’T LIE----
…he was the only one for me…!
…he was the only one for me…!
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