Characters I Roleplay

Sure people think role playing it dorky, or that you are a nerd. To me it is a way to express myself. It is an art form. I tell people it's creative writing. One person writes something, then you collaborate and make a mini story.


General
Name: Pandora
Alias: n/a
Species: Lupus
Gender: Female
Age: 12 months
Pack: Hellion Mafia
Rank: Mafia Princess

PhysicalHeight: 40"
Weight: 140lbs
Appearance: The smallest of her siblings, Pandora’s pelt shimmers across her body, making her extremely dark grey, almost black coat appearing like liquid. It’s smooth, light in thickness making it soft, and cool. Her chest has a lighter grey splotch seeping towards her underbelly. It looks like a pool of metal slowly melting, dripping down. Pandora’s eyes are a steel grey. They pierce you with intelligence, they seem like she can see straight to your soul, your very core. They at times appear cold, unemotional. Her body is elegant, slim, also having muscle. Pandora's body also is cold, just like her element. When she walks, her gait is smooth, graceful. She walks with pride, a sense she is better than others. When she walks, it is somewhat like her Father's stride, but differs in ways. Although Pandora chooses to rarely speak, her voice is musical, a melody. It’s sharp, smooth, cool, enticing, inviting, persuading.

Mental
Strengths:
Strong(from both parents)
Intelligent
Creative
Cunning
Sly
Cold (can seem cruel, this is seen both as a strength and weakness because it can protect her, but also be her downfall.)
Weaknesses:
Family (the love she has for her family)
Distant
Quiet
Possessive
Cold (can seem cruel, this is seen both as a strength and weakness because it can protect her, but also be her downfall.)
Vulnerability ( when energies drained)
Personality:
 An odd ball? I think not. Pandora is sly. She does not easily forgive others or forget necessarily. She spends most of her time perfecting her skills to become the best she can possibly be. Pandora is a creative soul. She uses that creativity to hatch plans that are merciless. If someone, anyone has done her wrong, no matter what it is, payback is quite certain to be the outcome. Pandora is quiet, doesn’t say much often. She mostly keeps to herself, not particularly enjoying others company, making Pandora very independent. That includes all except her family, or ones close to her heart. She is extremely possessive, and will attack if need be. Pandora lives to please her Father. In her eyes he can do no wrong. Her dream one day is to either lead the Mafia, or help one of her brothers with it. Although she won't admit it, Pandora is afraid of death. It terrifies her to not know what is beyond life. What will happen when the soul leaves the body. She hides this fear, because to her it makes her feel weak, makes her think others will think she is weak.
History: Pandora is the daughter of the Don and Donna from the Mafia, Scorch and Tor. She has two brothers Banshee and Tearen. She is the youngest of the litter. Because Pandora is so young she doesn’t have a history…yet.
Other: Pandora will have to power to manipulate metal. Bend it to her will. She can do this by drawing it from the earth. Making deadly spikes to impale her enemies. But, like most powers, she must be careful. Because too much use of her power will drain her energy, making her weak and vulnerable.
Role-played at:

WonderWhy Wolves

ROLE-PLAYED AT:  Alacritis

Who your wolf is:

Name: Emoral
Season of birth: Spring
Gender: Male
Age: 4 years
Pack/Loner: Valhalla

What’s your wolf made of?

Physical Description: A coat as black as night. Emerald green eyes shine bright, staring you down, peering into your soul. Emoral is a wolf of average bulk, height and weight. His pelt ripples across his body, but also makes him look frail. He has a low soothing voice. It isn't the loudest, or the most powerful. But it carries kindness, warmth and longing. Emorals gait is hesitant. Just like him, unwilling to trust. His body is made for fighting, but prefers peace over war. Forks over knives. He blends into the shadows, swallowed up until the next time he decides to re-apper.
Health Issues: Depression
Other Information: Lots of guilt

What makes your wolf?

History: Emoral grew up like any other wolf.  He had a pack, a family, and siblings. He was taught the ways of the wolf. Hunting, to fight or flee. Protect the ones you love. Everything changed though when he was around 11 months of age. One day while out hunting, they became the hunted. Humans chased them down. fear engulfed the pack. They fled in many different directions. Pop, pop, pop many ear splitting sounds filled the air. Emoral wait in hiding, his whole body shaking. One by one he saw the humans come by with their prizes. Mother, dead. Father, dead. Sister, dead. He felt like hurling. Blood dripped from their now lifeless bodies.The humans laughed and smiled with glee. Emoral turned away, ran away from the scene. Not even staying around to see if his brother or his other two pack mates survived.
He was later captured by another pack. They taught him the dark ways. How to fight to live; to thirst for blood. They taught him evil. When Emoral finally left to make his own way in the world, he was haunted by dreams of his family, and the new horrors he was taught. Emoral chooses to forget his past, but still, every now and then it creeps up on him; Ready for the kill.
Emoral has been a loner ever since.
Personality:Emoral is unlike other male wolves. He is kind, caring, and forgiving. We would much have peace rather than fight. Emoral doesn't trust easily, making it hard for pack life, and friends. But once you earn his trust, you’ll have a someone who will always be there for you; through thick or thin, someone who will fight to the death for you. His Love spreads like a wild fire. Others think him weak. Why? Because he isn't afraid to show his emotions; whatever they may be. He had dreams, plenty of them. Many shattered, but still he clings to one, for life itself...to be wanted by others once more.

Who your wolf is:

Name: Laufeia
Season of birth: Summer
Gender: Female
Age: 4
Pack/Loner: Tortuga

What’s your wolf made of?

Physical Desription: Laufeia is a wolf of average size, yet her form is petite. Grace carries her, agility is her friend. Moving into lucid is her movements, blending in with her surroundings. Laufeia's pelt is a mixture of brown, gray, black and white hues; Forming into the typical wolf coat. Her eyes stare strait into your being, they shine with the color of the rising sun. When she speaks it becomes a song, a melody. Her canines are ivory, they are her deadly weapons. Overall she is a beautiful wolf, a pleasure to behold.
Health Issues: None
Other Information:n/a

What makes your wolf?

History: She doesn't have one...yet
Personality:Her greatest power is her beauty, tricking and fooling others to her will. She is cunning, setting traps is her joy. Laufeia's heart is wicked, taking great joy in watching others suffer. But yet she loves. Only those close to her like her beloved pack members. Intruders and strangers beware, she despises others not in Tortuga. Trusting is a hard struggle for her.

Who your wolf is:

Name: Makya
Season of birth:Autumn
Gender: Male
Age:5 years
Pack/Loner:Loner

What’s your wolf made of?

Physical Description:
Muscular
Slender
hued fur (black, tan chestnut, and blue)
Overwheming yellow eyes
Wears feathers

Health Issues: none
Other Information

What makes your wolf?

History: none as of yet, will create one though
Personality: Loving;;kind;;courageous;;wise;;two sided personality;;vicious;;cunning;;cold

Who your wolf is:

Name: Reena d'Renalde
Season of birth: Winter
Gender: Female
Age:3
Pack/Loner:Loner

What’s your wolf made of?

Physical Description: A dove like color, she is creme, white and vanilla. Her right eye is light sky blue, and her left eye is a pale forest green.
Health Issues: None
Other Information: twin sister to Ransom

What makes your wolf?

History: ---
Personality: Reena is like, and unlike her brother in many ways. She is shy, and calm. She is more lively then her brother, yet thinks highly of herself. Yet she is respectful and adores her twin. In a sense she wears her heart on her sleeve. Still trying to figure her out...