Nephriel Member
The Frequently Missing.
STATUS: I am really back this time... after YEARS away. Jeeze.... x.x 5 yrs ago
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I am really back this time... after YEARS away. Jeeze.... x.x
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Um.... I think I'm back... Maybe.
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Soooo, basically I've been role playing for... fifteen years? I've been writing longer than that though... more along the lines of thirteen years. I'm 30, have a kiddo, and am happily married. So, I'm probably older than the majority of you on here but I love to write... I'm odd. I love to set and create ideas in my head but I don't really like to GM... I'm more of a throw everyone together and see what happens sort. Also, because I do have a kiddo my schedule is a little unpredictable. I can't promise much though I try to post at least once a day.
I enjoy high fantasy, mystery, drama, and romance BUT I don't do smutty play. I prefer to fade to black when things get steamy... Partly because I'm happily married and partly because I don't want the main focus in my plays to be smutt. I have several characters I adore and can't quite lead myself to give up on... I love expanding and evolving their stories so feel free to ask me about them and some of my roleplay ideas.... I have many.
I enjoy high fantasy, mystery, drama, and romance BUT I don't do smutty play. I prefer to fade to black when things get steamy... Partly because I'm happily married and partly because I don't want the main focus in my plays to be smutt. I have several characters I adore and can't quite lead myself to give up on... I love expanding and evolving their stories so feel free to ask me about them and some of my roleplay ideas.... I have many.
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Obviously, with a new male coming to the pack there'd be unease but as often as the pack gets new members or loses them it wouldn't be that much of a surprise. With everything that is going on though, I'm sure there is room for suspicion.
It's ok cowhorsechic
We left separately to find a cure.
Lol stitches.... guys forgive the many typos. I'm posting on my phone atm. I will fix it once I'm home.
Mikhail was human still, after all his years as a wolf he has found a control in has calm that few others managed. Yes, the moon still called and yes... as time went on he would be forced to change if he did not do so willingly on his own. He did this every time they shifted, making sure the rest of the bunch were safely turned before he shifted as well.
He heard their howls, one in particular standing out and followed by a stranger just after.... Ivan was back with his daughter. Then, after all the others had died away another howl went up... He sighed softly. He knew the voice. Still a human, sweat glistening on his forehead from the need to change, he headed towards that last howl and grimaced when he caught sight of Walker.
"You know the change would hurt less if you did not fight it my friend... Why do you insist on hurting yourself like this?"
His words were traced with a letting accent... definitely Russian in origin. He grimaced as a spike of pain raced down his spine. Still, he was hesitant to change. He knew well that Walker would refuse to hear him telepathically and Mikhail has always respected his wishes.
"If you do not wish to hunt with the rest of us tonight I will respect that... but pushing the others away will not aide your cause. They consider you part of this family now..."
Another, more insistant pain seared through him and he leaned his shoulder against a tree.
"I will take my leave... think on what I said? We need to stick together now more than ever...."
With that he left walker and made it deeper into the shadows before struggling from his cloths to avoid ruining them and dropping on all fours as the change hit fast. Once shifted he howled and then headed for the others. He stepped out of the bushes to find Rhyle, Haven, Leo, Svan, Luca, and Garret.
Glad to see most of you are here.... ready to hunt?
He heard their howls, one in particular standing out and followed by a stranger just after.... Ivan was back with his daughter. Then, after all the others had died away another howl went up... He sighed softly. He knew the voice. Still a human, sweat glistening on his forehead from the need to change, he headed towards that last howl and grimaced when he caught sight of Walker.
"You know the change would hurt less if you did not fight it my friend... Why do you insist on hurting yourself like this?"
His words were traced with a letting accent... definitely Russian in origin. He grimaced as a spike of pain raced down his spine. Still, he was hesitant to change. He knew well that Walker would refuse to hear him telepathically and Mikhail has always respected his wishes.
"If you do not wish to hunt with the rest of us tonight I will respect that... but pushing the others away will not aide your cause. They consider you part of this family now..."
Another, more insistant pain seared through him and he leaned his shoulder against a tree.
"I will take my leave... think on what I said? We need to stick together now more than ever...."
With that he left walker and made it deeper into the shadows before struggling from his cloths to avoid ruining them and dropping on all fours as the change hit fast. Once shifted he howled and then headed for the others. He stepped out of the bushes to find Rhyle, Haven, Leo, Svan, Luca, and Garret.
Glad to see most of you are here.... ready to hunt?
Lol, yup yup...
Okidoki, and CONGRATS! :)
Lol, lets just say Ivan is a really good friend of Mikhail's. :) I kinda fell in love with him as I was making him.
Lol Kay Tsubi, you don't have to be founder. I'll make a guy for it... Gimme like... two shakes of a fist.
Name: Mikhail Petya
Age: Appears 43ish, is actually 194 years old.
Gender: Male
Group: Main
Personality: Down to earth, calm / level headed, kind but also ruthless when he needs to be... but never cruel. Protective of his new family, very intelligent, fast, and strong but not amazingly powerful... He can hold his own and is a skilled fighter. He has a super long fuse, it's hard to really make him angry... he usually only makes it to cross or disapproving.
Appearance:
Wolf:
Background: Mikhail was born in Moscow Russia and he was born a werewolf. His father was a mutt and a cruel man who abused Mikhail often to teach him strength, one day Mikhail snapped. He was only 16 when he killed his father only three days after his first change, afterwards Mikhail was left to fend for himself. He survived anyway he could, thievery was a large part of his life. As it was harder to survive as a human than as a wolf, Mikhail spent the majority of his time as one.... hunting and traveling alone until he met members of the Pack. At age 19 they took him in and brought him back to the Americas but it proved difficult for Mikhail to answer to anyone else, he was too used to fending for himself and making his own decisions. Being told what to do rubbed him the wrong way, he was young and rebellious. At age 25 he left the pack, unable to cope with the Alpha of that time. He became a mutt and traveled alone once more until he was approached by other mutts who sought refuge... He began building a nomadic pack, one that functioned more as a family than as a strict hierarchy. Then, a few years ago, one of the members of his ragtag pack brought a young woman to him... She'd just been turned and even with as bloody and weak as she was Mikhail was shaken. He recognized himself in her... He wasn't sure how but he knew she was his daughter and the timing lined up. About twenty-one years ago he'd been sticking to a long line of one night stands to fill his needs, it was very much possible that Rhyle was a product of one of those unions. He kept the knowledge to himself, however. Part of him felt it was not his place to come into her life now and tell her that he was her father when she'd been on her own for so long... He would tell her one day.
Name: Mikhail Petya
Age: Appears 43ish, is actually 194 years old.
Gender: Male
Group: Main
Personality: Down to earth, calm / level headed, kind but also ruthless when he needs to be... but never cruel. Protective of his new family, very intelligent, fast, and strong but not amazingly powerful... He can hold his own and is a skilled fighter. He has a super long fuse, it's hard to really make him angry... he usually only makes it to cross or disapproving.
Appearance:
Wolf:
Background: Mikhail was born in Moscow Russia and he was born a werewolf. His father was a mutt and a cruel man who abused Mikhail often to teach him strength, one day Mikhail snapped. He was only 16 when he killed his father only three days after his first change, afterwards Mikhail was left to fend for himself. He survived anyway he could, thievery was a large part of his life. As it was harder to survive as a human than as a wolf, Mikhail spent the majority of his time as one.... hunting and traveling alone until he met members of the Pack. At age 19 they took him in and brought him back to the Americas but it proved difficult for Mikhail to answer to anyone else, he was too used to fending for himself and making his own decisions. Being told what to do rubbed him the wrong way, he was young and rebellious. At age 25 he left the pack, unable to cope with the Alpha of that time. He became a mutt and traveled alone once more until he was approached by other mutts who sought refuge... He began building a nomadic pack, one that functioned more as a family than as a strict hierarchy. Then, a few years ago, one of the members of his ragtag pack brought a young woman to him... She'd just been turned and even with as bloody and weak as she was Mikhail was shaken. He recognized himself in her... He wasn't sure how but he knew she was his daughter and the timing lined up. About twenty-one years ago he'd been sticking to a long line of one night stands to fill his needs, it was very much possible that Rhyle was a product of one of those unions. He kept the knowledge to himself, however. Part of him felt it was not his place to come into her life now and tell her that he was her father when she'd been on her own for so long... He would tell her one day.
Poor guy.
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