• Reading fiction
• Learning new instruments
• Pasta dishes
• Rain or snow
• Hiking

Maggie was born to Marc and Elodie Raines, well known doctors in the fields of physics and human psychiatry. From a young age she had to work for very little as her parents - while not rolling in riches - made more than enough money to provide her and her two brothers, Anthony and Miles. While her brothers were completely normal, their childhood milestone activities met at the right times and the right places, Maggie was always a bit off. At first it was small things; a few months behind on being able to walk, wailing when preened upon, but as the years went by the differences between her siblings became prominent. Maggie's first words were spoken shortly after the age of three. Being a psychiatrist, Elodie knew exactly what was wrong but failed to address it, utilizing her coping skills to deny to herself that her daughter wasn't quite so perfect.

At age six, when Maggie was introduced to kindergarten, Elodie and Marc could no longer ignore the issues with their daughter. She was promptly diagnosed with Asperger's autism and inducted into her mother's therapy sessions. It was a mild case, on the far upper end of the spectrum; Maggie's IQ was average and while she had difficulties academically, she was able to take average classes. At age 10, when girls at school realized there was indeed something wrong with the Raines girl, her parents tried to find her an alternative way to deal with her frustrations. Music had always seemed to calm the girl down; her parents went through countless recordings of different instruments, trying to find one Maggie showed interest in.

They found the cello soothed Maggie better than any other instrument and invested their money into the large stringed contraption. She grasped the concept of music and practiced nearly day and night; it didn't take long before she became more than proficient. By her senior year of high school, graduating in the middle of her class no thanks to countless hours of work and studying, Maggie had been offered a partial scholarship to Julliard. Her social skills, though still lacking, had improved enough for her to feel comfortable attending college, though it was far away.





Trepidation. With the date nearly upon her, Maggie has become more frantic and anxious than normal. While she had been happy to wait the twenty years it'd been since she'd learned what the name and date on her wrist meant, it still proves to make the nymph nervous; Maggie has tried to avoid the meeting though she knows it to be futile. She continues to go about her normal routine but she is constantly searching the crowd both hesitantly and curiously, waiting for her arm to burn.

Danilo Suvic

72

Male




His eye, once you move the bangs out the way to actually see his eyes, are a bright orange.
The back of his hands are covered in red scales that come up to his elbow, but due to his love for gloves that isnt visible either. Similar it is with his feet up to his knees.
His height is 178cm.

Dragon kin


Bi sexual


-Sugar
-Making sweets
-Fancy clothing
-Comfortable gloves and hats
-Musicals
-Laughing
-The tale Alice in wonderland


-The rain
-Smell of fish
-Being called mad
-Having to fight
-Having his brothers and sisters over


Danilo was the forth child from five, his parents loved each of their children very much as much as the cared for each other. And Danilo never felt short on being loved by his parents. His mother studied history while his father studied the tales and myths of the past just like the folklore of the the world. The father passion for it made him love telling his children those same tales as bedtime stories. Making sure theiy would start dreaming about the world with bright eyes.

Regardless how much he was loved by his parents his siblings were a different story altogether. Well they were united in disliking him. He was often called the weird one or the parents favorite. Often teasing Danilo that he wasnt able to fight for himself, but has to go crying to their mother and rant the other siblings out.

It didnt help that the siblings were full of energy and liked to get in trouble, to help them out, Danilo would tell their parents what the others did. It would only fuel the sibling dislike for their meek brother, because they would end up getting grounded and he wouldnt.

Once he grow old enough to attend a school, he did exactly that. Moving to a dorm and trying to find what he is good at. He tried many things along the way and a lot of time it didnt end up well. Chemistry was one of his worst experience as he set his dorm room on fire. No one got hurt, luckily. The dorm leader gave him a second chance but punished him with kitchen duty for the rest of his academic studying.

Being always encouraged to find himself, and try to find a positive in any negative Danilo discovered his talent with cooking. Especially making sweets. Around the same time Danilo saw his first musical, and fall in love with the art expression and even the style of clothing. He stopped carrying what his siblings were thinking of him, and he even less cared what other peoples thought of him. He will do what makes him happy. He sewed his first clothing and wore them with pride. It took a while before his sewing got good enough. He starved for more and more receipts when it came to cooking, he wanted to experiment. The next school year he transferred into the confectioner class.

Danilo counted as a bit of a eccentric guy, but with a big and sweet heart. His classmates after a while befriended him and were his true friends. He would help them how ever he could, and occasionally he would even be going over the top. It didnt matter to Danilo, as he felt as happy as one could be. He graduated on top of his class, and to his dislike his siblings arrived to congratulate him.

The tension was making the air heavy. They all wore forced smiles for their parents sake, it was clear to the young dragon that he grown even more apart from his siblings. He was again reminded that his parents were especially prideful of Danilo, that they often hold his example to his siblings. A example how they should try to find something and work hard to be the master of it. Danilo ignored them all and moved away. He traveled across the world, starting to make a name of himself.

He is far from being a world known pastry creator, but he did got a few chances to work under the very best. He still has a lot to learn, and he is eager to learn it. But there is another dream he has, one that he keeps to himself and that is to be part of a Broadway theater. Grinning he wonders where his way will end him up.

Confectioner

Montenegro


For many years he was looking at the wrist day dreaming what he or she may look like. What they would think of his life and way he looked at the world. With each passing day he would play conversations in his head, of what he or she may say what Danilo would answer to them. His heart flatter with both eagerness and nervousness.

He planned to take a vacation around his date, so he could be truly free to get his soulmate to know. As the day is coming close Danilo starts pulling his glove off so he could make sure the date and name is still there on his wrist. Fearing if he looked away the name would vanish. A silly fear, but still there.
Getting in his best cloths he is spending time in the most beautifully places he could find around. The park surrounded with flowers, or the museum in front of beautifully painting. Even a lovely cafe in the morning, as Danilo wishes more than anything the first moment they meet to be as dreamlike and unforgettable as in a fairy tale of his father.

He hopes they like sweets.

Name : Ashley Daniels

Age : 18

Gender : Female

Appearance/Looks : Ashley is of average height (5' 6"), with a wiry build. She has widish shoulders, narrow hips, a flat chest and rear that makes her look kind of boyish. Almost as if trying to offset this, Ashley wears a lot of make-up, her fingernails are usually painted with crazy patterns, she wears enough eye shadow that sometimes it looks like its unsatisfied with occupying her eyelids and is trying to take over the rest of her face, even evident on her very dark skin, and she wears colorful lipstick that samples from the whole rainbow.

Ashley's face is an oval shape with pronounced cheekbones, full lips, large nose and almond shaped brown eyes. However, these features have not gone untampered with, as aside from make up Ashley also likes piercings. She has one black ring looped through her right nostril, a couple silver studs above her left eyebrow, a stud through her tongue and about three rings on each side going through her ears. She removes these piercings for work, but otherwise wears them when she can. Ashley has astigmatism so she wears a pair of square, thin-rimmed glasses to make up for her occular deficit. Her black hair is long and wild, a fact that Ashley takes advantage of by dying her hair different colors and styling to make look messier than it actually is. Right now she's given herself wild bangs and died the tips blue-green.

Ashley dresses pretty casually, a band t-shirt, some cargo pants, sneakers and a band hoodie is its chilly. If she's dressing up to go out with friends or something, the cargo pants are subbed for tastfully ripped jeans, sneakers for tall black boots with lots of spikes on them, and the hoodie for a brutal leather jacket she found at a thrift shop that she managed to restore to its former glory.

Species : Human

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual

Likes : Heavy Metal, hair dye, Classical History, spicy foods, shitposting on the internet, cheesy 80s flicks

Dislikes : Hot weather, the word "moist," electronic music, fish as living animals but not as a meal, French Canadians

Bio : Ashley was born to upper-middle class parents in Montreal. Her mom Diane worked as a bus driver and her dad John worked as a manager for some paper company. Going from straight finances, only her father really needed to work, but Diane didn't like sitting around the apartment all day, so most of Ashley's childhood was spent with her older half-brother Spencer who was 15 years her elder. Spencer was kind of an a-hole, but he taught Ashley to be her own person. Don't listen to what others say against you, they're just jealous or a prick. Do what you gotta to make it in the world. Also, Spencer liked to smoke a lot of pot while their parents weren't around. Perhaps unwisely, Spencer also taught his baby sister all the best places to hide things in the apartment where neither the landlord nor the parents would find them.

In 7th grade, Ashley got involved with the edgy kids who would listen to bands like Green Day and Linkin Park and think themselves deep. It was here that Ashley first got her first taste of heavy metal. Spencer liked to listen to reggae and her parents listened to 70s rock so it was a rather eye opening experience. Moving into secondary school, the crowd Ashley hung out with matured into the stoner kids who also listened to a lot of metal. Her grades weren't the best, but they were pretty good. It was some pretty good times. However, the year before graduating public school, Ashley's dad was transferred to the American branch of his company in New York City, so her and her parents had to pack up and move to another country (Spencer had long since moved out by now). The first few months in America were pretty weird, but if there were two things she liked about this place more than Motreal, it was that the signs had English big enough to comfortably read it from a distance, and the tv was better. After graduating public school, Ashley decided to take a year off from school and work for a year so she wouldn't have to be so dependent on loans and scholarships. As of right now, she's still living with her parents to save money.

Occupation : Taxi Driver

Country of Origin : Montreal, Canada

Feelings about meeting their soul mate : Ashley actually does her best to not see the tattoo, to the point of covering it up with a bandage. Like, it's cool that everyone has a soul mate and all, but she would rather not ruin the surprise. Getting all excited or anxious about the meeting occuring sounds like you're bound to make a bigger deal out of it than it needs to be. Ashley would rather just go with the flow. Besides, your soulmate doesn't have to be your lover or whatever like a lot of her classmates in highschool thought. What if it's another straight chick and you get to be lifelong friends? Then you'd still need to go out and date people. It's better not knowing for now.

Likes:
Magic
Bugs
Animals
Books
Sports
Music
Cars
Botany
Dislikes:
Spinach
Depressing Movies
His Therapist
His Mother
Road Kill
Tomb Stones
Fall (whats the point)

Name : Aura James Kalstov

Age : 26

Gender : Female

Species : Human

Sexual Preference : Heterosexual

Likes : Guns, Coffee, Video Games, Reading, Rain, Snow, Country Music

Dislikes : Arrogance, People who refuse to learn, Classic Rock, Waitinh

Bio: Aura grew up in a small town in Northern Texas, and her parents were as conservative as they came. An oilman and a shop-keep, she got an expensive education, but never managed to have more than a few friends until High School came and she overcame her own shyness. Though she'd love to claim her life in college, or at any point before in, was interesting, it was far from it. She had a conventional life with the same worries as everybody else, a good life with little to worry about. The way she tells it, her story really begins in the time after college, when she joined the U.S Army
In the modern day, women were allowed to serve in combat, and Aura was after a lofty goal. She wanted to be the first woman to get into the US Army Rangers, and so that was what she pursued from the very moment she enlisted.

She signed an Option 40 contract, and mere weeks after basic training she was in Ranger School. The odds were against her, of course, after all there was a reason no other women had made the cut yet.
But she did it, in the end, Aura achieved her goal and became the first woman to don the tan beret. And went on to serve two tours in the Army before she switched back to the National Guard back home, a very recent transfer of a few months ago. She found a job with the local police department, where her military expertise was sought for the local S.W.A.T team. As of now, she's never been called into action as part of the National guard or as a S.W.A.T member, instead serving as a normal police officer for the moment.

Occupation: Police/SWAT Officer (National Guard Reservist)

Country of Origin: United States of America

Feelings about meeting their soul mate : Trepidation: Aura doesn't know if whoever her soulmate is will understand her experiences in combat, or how they defined her. She doesn't even know if she wants to be confined like that to a person, in case they call her in as part of the IRR back to active duty

Name: Alekaiser Trentworth

Age: 30

Appearance:



Gender: Male

Species: Werewolf

Sexual Preference: Heterosexual

Likes:
-Video games
-Cooking
-Reading
-Variety of metal music
-Rain and snow
-Horror movies
-Rugby, Australian Rules Football, Football

Dislikes:
-Spiders
-Anything made of silver
-Overly crowded places, feeling of entrapment
-American Football
-Arrogant people who won't learn from mistakes

Bio: Alekaiser is a pure blooded werewolf, a rare being for it means that his mother did not shift for the nine months he was in her womb due to if she had, he would not of lived. Even rarer is that his mother survived his birthing so he was reveared by his parents as a gift for them to be able to have a son of their own blood. He was born in Norway, but did not live there long for his father's job had required moving around. At the age of three his father got a more permanent job in the United States, along with finding some fellow werewolves who let them in their small pack.

For some time, Alekaiser did not know what he was, his first change wasn't until the age of six and when it happened it terrified him. His parents tried to console him but he retreated into himself and spoke little becoming a loner who did not want to be near anyone afraid that he might hurt them because the wolf in him was easy to agitated for those first few years. In those years he developed a passion for programming finding that it kept his mind away from worrying about what was just under his skin.

It wouldn't be until highschool that he finally broke the chains that held him down and stopped hiding inside himself. He gained control of the wolf and was less afraid to be around others. He passed his senior year on top of his class and went off to college to continue his practice of programming and animation that he enjoyed. Once completing college with a masters he set off into the world deciding to do some traveling before settling down, the worry about a soulmate at the back of his mind near forgotten.

Occupation: Programmer/animator

Country of Origin : born in Norway but raised in America

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Terrified. He hasn't looked at the mark on his arm in years, hoping that perhaps with ignoring it that maybe, just maybe, he will never meet his soulmate thus allowing him to never face the fear of rejection when they learned what he was, a monster in human skin. He keeps the mark mostly covered, averting his gaze from it when he does cover it.

The end of the 14th century in Europe was a time of revolution and crisis… There was the Hundred Years' War between the English and the French for Western France, the Black Death decimating the continent, and famine afflicting the poor. Béatrix de Le Croix was born to a noble French family in the winter of 1367. She lived a life of luxury for a time, as her family was one of wealth and power.

In the year of 1385, Béatrix had reached an age where her marriage was the talk of the entire town, let alone the family. Back in those days, women had little choice in the matters of marriage, especially nobles who married for power, not their soul mates. Béatrix’ parents had suitors lined up at the door for her, but everyone knew it for the ruse it was, her future husband was already chosen for her. The groom-to-be was the ideal political match, and the complete opposite of a love connection. The man was portly, red-faced and smelled of soured milk… on a good day.

Fortunately for Béatrix (although others at the time may have disagreed with that sentiment) the Black Death had fallen upon her like a war hammer. It was on one of the nights when Béatrix’ sickly coughing had her up late into evening, that a soft rapping came at her window. Recognizing the face of one of the suitors that she had taken quite a fondness for, Béatrix let Francis into her home. Before all else, Francis planted a hungry kiss on her lips. If she hadn’t been so sick, blood would have rushed to her cheeks in waves. His was the name marked on her wrist, and hers on his.

That night, Francis studied her sickly condition and made her an offer: he would cure her of this disease and save her life, if she promised to run away with him and leave this life of nobility and fame behind. Her new life would have to be a secret… and they would have to get the vampiric council’s approval as well. Being young and in love, Béatrix made the decision any flowered girl would make, she chose a life of freedom with this overwhelmingly handsome man – her soul mate. Young love with the promise of beauty and an eternity together was enough to keep any secret. Francis turned her into a vampire that very night and prepared her for a new life to come. First though, they had to stage her death which, of course, is an easy thing to do when you no longer have a pulse and the Black Death is already upon you. Believing that their only heir had passed away in her youth, Béatrix’ parents never came looking for her.

Béatrix and Francis were happy together for quite a while, they traveled the world, new and old, and made love in all of the most beautiful places. Béatrix enjoyed her new found strength and powers, and she felt untouchable. Unfortunately for Francis, Béatrix thought wrong… One fateful night, Béatrix awoke alone in their bed with an unbearable pain searing her wrist. Francis frequently went out of town for meetings that Béatrix asked little questions about, it wasn’t really a woman’s place to pry – even in the vampiric community. But the night before, Francis hadn’t mentioned any meetings. Béatrix did know one thing about her lover’s dealings, and that was that they were very dangerous.

Béatrix scrambled out of bed in fear and ran out into the living area. A scream burst from her chest as she took in the scene of her lover splayed out across the floor. Savage claw marks were raked into Francis’ chest and his heart was absent. Béatrix crumpled to her knees at the realization of what had happened. Francis’ job came with dangers, it came with enemies, enemies like werewolves who would come into your house in the middle of the day, wake you from your slumber, and murder you.

From that fateful day and forward, Béatrix picked up where Francis had left off. She would avenge Francis’ death and slay every crooked supernatural being that she came across, especially the wolves. Béatrix knew enough about werewolves to know that she couldn’t beat them in strength, but she could outwit them, deceive them, and catch them by surprise. Over the years, Béatrix honed her skills in vampire mental manipulation, deception, and investigation. As technologies and weapons changed, so did she, trying to stay one step ahead of the enemy. Rumors and tales spread in the supernatural community of this fearsome self-claimed hitwoman, but few knew the name and face to match the stories… almost none who recognized her for who and what she was survived to tell the tale.

Trixy found her way to the New World seeking adventure and new enemies to hunt. She is currently in NYC on a mission to put down rogue supernaturals wreaking havoc in the city.

Name:Bartholomew Whitlock, but prefers being called Thole

Nicknames/aliases: Thole, Beast of Gevaudan, The Warg, Jean-Baptiste, The True Big Bad Wolf

Age:652 years

Gender:Male

Appearance/Looks:




Species:Werewolf

Sexual Preference: Hetero

Likes:
-Liquor
-A good fight
-The metallic smell of blood
-The occasional fling
-Working with metal (minus silver of course)

Dislikes:
-VAMPIRES (damn bloodsuckers are a plague XD)
-Silver
-French (Vampire that betrayed him was French, and French people killed his pack)
-Overly stubborn people

Bio:
He was born a simple blacksmith in a small town in England. He lived a normal life for the most part with little incident happening until the age of twenty five when he was attack while traveling under a full moon. How he even managed to escape the beast that attacked him he was uncertain, how he lived was a bigger mystery. All he knew the beast that attacked him was a wolf, but far larger then any wolf he had come across before. A month later he felt the call of the moon and learned the truth of what he was and panicked. He ran away from his normal life unsure where to go when he ran into a pack of werewolves that welcomed him among them and where he found his first soulmate, miraculously she was a werewolf as well.

During the early 1700s, his pack and mate were keeping themselves low to avoid the werewolf trials that had begun during the sixteenth century. Unfortunately they were betrayed by a vampire who they had made an agreement with and his entire pack and family were slaughtered by man while the vampire that had betrayed them laughed. He managed to escape but lost his love and in pain and anger he choose the path of vengeance showing how truly monstrous a werewolf could be and set his sights on the village that had attacked his pack. Gevaudan. He terrorized the village for three years from 1764 to 1767. In that time it is unknown really how many he killed by the attacks, some say it was as low as sixty kills while others have put it even as high as 200 kills. It gained him the reputation of being the real life Big Bad Wolf. In this time other werewolves also struck back for the deaths of their comrades of the unjust werewolf trials. Few survived and were killed after awhile but he lived and disappeared from Gevaudan after finding the vampire that betrayed his pack and tearing him to shreds. The attacks were merely written off as a normal wolf that was shot and killed shortly after he left. He did not return to civilization for another twenty years and again it was in the form of a wolf that was called Jean-Baptiste.

As the werewolf called Jean-Baptiste, he did not attack men, like he had in Gevaudan, his inner raging wolf having calmed down since the lost of his family but he had not forgiven mankind and chose to instead torment them and be a trickster and tricky wolf to kill. Of course with the attacks only twenty years earlier the people were scared even at the mere sight of a wolf and a hunt was formed. For several days he lead his pursuers on a chase that ended with him seemingly drowning as he attempted to cross a river. Thus ended the trickster wolf Jean-Baptiste. Again he disappeared back into the forests of Europe, not appearing for some time until the chance was given to go to the new world and he did not hesitate. In time he did find his new soul mate but she was lost to him far to soon due to cancer. He had only just learned to love again when he lost her and retreated far into himself forming a barrier around his heart, so to never be hurt again by the wretched feeling of love.

To the rest of the werewolves he was dubbed The Warg, and depending on who you asked, some call him a hero others a monster. He has gotten use to the name calling and doesn't care how he is viewed, what happened is in the past. Does he regret what he did? For some yes but mostly he did what he did in the name of justice which he would never of gotten with following the normal path of men's ways in that time period.

Occupation:Writer and Metalsmith

Country of Origin: England

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Impassive, he's lost two soulmates all ready, he isn't going to get attached to a third right out the gate and even if he meets his new soulmate, doesn't mean he will fall for them. The name on his arm merely is a mark on him like the other scars that cover him and hasn't looked at the new blue writing even when it first appeared.