Don't worry about him or stress about this. I'll likely either send him off on his own, or off with someone if you know what I mean ;] if we don't get something else figured out before you go. And then we can just move you right on back in when you come back. You know how slow moving this RP is, so I doubt you'll be very far behind.Originally Posted by tirgesfu
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For the love of words Updated 8 Jan 2013|Formspring|Time is an Illusion| Poppies for the Dead |The Call of the Raven Sky: 51,612 words of 50,000
Fallen, that 'him' was supposed to be her >.< my bad for not reading :S
Tirg, the grey splodge in my siggy is a holly egg... The colour pallette is because I had to edit my post because the first comment was also in real, when I clicked for it to be white... The jumping on and getting off, well, I don't need to describe that
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My dragons <3
An excellent point
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, " Low Bridge Ahead."
Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge.
Cars are backed up for miles. Finally, a police car comes up.
The cop gets out of his car and walk s to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says,
"Got stuck, huh?"
The truck driver says, "No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of gas.
>>>Click ME!<<<
♥♥ May!
Fallen is the best! At oh so many things.
And Cerianis you just may be a little crazy in a very sexy sweet way.
Thanks again to the talents and creative energy of LillianThorne
Haha, Why thank you TirgHave fun with In the wilds
and hope to see you back here in no time xD
Made By Me
My shoppe
My dragons <3
An excellent point
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, " Low Bridge Ahead."
Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge.
Cars are backed up for miles. Finally, a police car comes up.
The cop gets out of his car and walk s to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says,
"Got stuck, huh?"
The truck driver says, "No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of gas.
>>>Click ME!<<<
I know, I was teasing you and enjoyed it!
What did I do to deserve this so I can do it again!
It's quiet....too quiet... I smell...TROUBLE!!!!
I suppose I'll post next shall I? gimme a day or so, and the job will be completed *picks up knife and coat*
Made By Me
My shoppe
My dragons <3
An excellent point
A truck driver was driving along on the freeway. A sign comes up that reads, " Low Bridge Ahead."
Before he knows it, the bridge is right ahead of him and he gets stuck under the bridge.
Cars are backed up for miles. Finally, a police car comes up.
The cop gets out of his car and walk s to the truck driver, puts his hands on his hips and says,
"Got stuck, huh?"
The truck driver says, "No, I was delivering this bridge and ran out of gas.
>>>Click ME!<<<
>_> Alright, just a note Ceri if your character tries to start heading out of the cubicle in anger or suspicious nature, Karin's going to follow...likely as she is...I suppose I'll post next shall I? gimme a day or so, and the job will be completed *picks up knife and coat*
Hi everyone, so I've been stalking interested in this RP for a while and over the last couple of weeks got a CS together and ran it past May, so here it is, criticisms and suggestions welcomed.
Name: Cassandra Jeanbaptiste
Birthday: 6th of January, 1993
Species: Lycan
Appearance: Tiptoeing to just over five feet Cassie has an unusually broad face for a Lycan, something she prides herself in as distancing her from her 'disease.' Her eyes are large and a gentle shade of brown that stays with her through her transformation unlike her ebony skin and straight dark hair which fades several shades and becomes almost matted as a wolf. She is not large as a wolf, about the size of a large dog, though she has prozen herself to be quick and agile.
Personality: Normally a bubbly girl who enjoys life she has also been known to exhibit a wisdom beyond her years when the mood takes her. When she's being serious it may be helpful and when she's being flippant it will be tainted with cynicism. She struggles to accept her life as a Lycan, often refusing to refer to it as more than a disease while human. As a wolf she has may sometimes avoid contact with the pack or sometimes gives herself over to it something which later she will blame on the instincts built into physically being a wolf which is really something of an excuse to enjoy it for a moment.
History: Born on a farm outside of Port au Prince to a comparitavely well to do family she was bitten at a young age while playing near the farm by a member of what remained of the Tonton Macoutes. Voodoo superstition being wide spread in Haiti her family kept her new nature a secret for fear she would be killed as a loup garou, to avoid suspicion over her disapearing during the full moon they acted over protective rarely letting her out to play. They would urge her to fight her 'disease' and attempt to supress her full moon transformations which just made them painful affairs. As anyone would she snook out a few times in her teenage years meeting friends at times and for a few nights a boy before her parents caught her out, after which the windows where firmly secured.
After the earthquake the old superstitions flared up strongly in Haiti again. Cholera outbreaks lead to lynchings of supposed voodoo practitioners and dissapearances from refugee camps meant lynchings of people meant to be loupgarous with many actual lycans being targetted. Her family decided to try to arrange passage to America for her as it was just too dangerous, they'd heard Lycans where more accepted there. The journey took longer than expected and on the last leg she underwent a transformation close to the shore. Diving from the motorboat she washed up exhausted a few days later on a Florida keys. America was not what she expected, being a Lycan here still meant discrimination and mistrust. It took a while to get acclimatised, penniless and barely knowing the language, but once she did she listened closely to the rumours of packs of lycans in the deep south. It sounded simualtaneously idealic and abhorrent. She set off in search of them, and has lived in one for nearly five months now.
I have decided to leave the guild for an indefinite period of time, long story short I have issues with depression that I need to focus on dealing with.
Should you feel it necessary to contact me you can do so on the address below:
matthew.farrell9@gmail.com
Alright one question: does she have any forms? Aka wolf, half wolf, human or does she look something like one of those Underworld Lycans? Just something for clarification that might help.
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