Originally posted by K Tragedyty hug
Chakra - Yeah, you better not have a problem with gay/bi people or else I'll have to beat you with a stick xD just jokin' Welcome aboard!Deit - Awww, your character has a kitty! How could I not accept you? Welcome!
WC - Oh. My. God.! The history made me wanna cry. Oh c'mon, I wouldn't make you do a rpg example. The great and powerful Jill has no need for such things xDD
Sora - Little iffy on the details but your RP example's nice. I like how he keeps a journal. I didn't even think about that. Nice!
Rikari - Yay! I can't wait to read yours! whoo! ^.^
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I'll post up my own character in a few hours. Chad and I are going to look at guitars at his one friend's shop thing so I'll be back. Until then, byez!
Name: Elyowth (el-ee-oh-with) Wolfsbane AKA Elie
Age: Under most circumstances, a slave would not know their birth date, let alone age. Elie is no exception. It is supposed that she is in her mid-teens (for the sake of clarity I will set her age at 16, though she will not know it).
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Straight
Appearance: Standing at about 5’6” Elie has a slight build due to near starvation as much as intensive labor. Her skin, tanned after so many years in the sun, greatly contrasts her white hair and red eyes. Her former master considered her a rare treasure for her combat skills and branded her upper left arm with a dragon, the mark of his family, so that she would always be returned to him. After her escape, it would be this mark that compromised her safety the most.
After her escape, Elie blackened her hair with soot and cut it to shoulder length. She also abandoned the rags she forced to wear for a set of men’s clothing she stole off a peasant’s clothesline. Binding her chest with her old shirt and pulling back her hair, she is able to pass as a boy. As she was trained to fight blindfolded in the master’s arena, Elie also continues to cover her eyes to protect and hide them.
Personality: Always on her guard after so many years of battle, Elie can be described as wary and cautious. Her trust, for that matter, is very hard to gain for she is use to being shunned for her status and her appearance. She also has a habit of pushing people away before they are really able to get acquainted. Upon first meetings, Elie comes off as course and spiteful but this is just a cover for her fear.
Now on the run, Elie wants to completely forget her past. She despises unnecessary bloodshed and the type of mindless killing she was forced to perform in the arena. In her mind, those who approve of such sport are the true monsters, though her motto, ‘kill or be killed’, seems to contradict this statement.
History: Elie has no recollection of any life other than that of a slave. Her pregnant mother was bought as a concubine, but died three months after her sale in labor. The only reason the albino baby was kept was because the master had spent much to obtain the fair-haired war captive as his servant. Elie, on the other hand, was an abomination in his eyes. Her red eyes and stark white hair earned her the nickname of ‘demon’ among the other slaves.
Finding her could not sell her and make profit, the master chose to place her in the arena as one of the beast baiters. It was a position constantly in need of filling, for his slave were almost always eaten by the exotic beasts brought in for his people’s entertainment. He considered it a pre-show, for his subjects never objected to the appalling scene of an unarmed slave racing to safety from a giant cat. Had it not been for an encounter with a wolf, this is the life Elie would have known during a very short life.
Many times in the arena, monsters that had ravaged the country side were captured and brought in for slaughter, man and beast alike. It was in this setting that heroes began their journey to greatness. It welcomed humble farmers hoping to gain fame, the youngest sons of neighboring lords who were tempted by glory, and it was the death site to many a would-be hero and many more savage beasts.
At the young age of eight, Elie survived the escape of one of these savage monsters. When a young grey wolf which had terrorized the countryside escaped in the dungeons of the arena, killing quite a few slaves in the process, was killed by a half starved girl, the master heard. It was a story that spread by itself, one that tasted of profit to the master. He soon placed her against the young men who sought to become legends. An albino, nearly blinded by the sun, against a man in his prime, a man who could easily kill her. But she lived up to the names she had earned: “Wolfsbane”, “demon”, “monster”. It never ceased to amaze the public that a slave, and a girl at that, could overcome so many foes. And they never seemed to learn that betting against her drained their pockets of hard earned gold.
Of course, all ‘good’ things must come to an end. When she stepped out on to the arena floor that day, Elie knew she wouldn’t win. She could sense the power of the tiger that crouched just under the floor. Its anger filled the stadium, overwhelming her with its scent. It didn’t even faze her that the beast was shot five minutes in as she lay on the ground, in sand that was being painted red by her blood.
That was the day the master lost more money than pleased him, and for punishment he listed her name under those to participate in the Hunt...as the prey. Men paid good money to Hunt the notorious beast and criminals of the country, they would pay more to kill or capture the champion of the lord’s arena. She was a treasure and her knew it, but she had cost him too much, she had shamed him. Were it not for Elie’s cunning mind, she would have perished by the cold metal of a sword but instead she used the Hunt to her advantage. Utilizing the Hunt as a means of cover, Elie climbed a tree and waited for hunters to pass her before running in the opposite direction.
Other: Elie has not seen the sun since she was a child. After becoming a favorite of her master’s she was forced wear a blindfold to protect her eyes and drive the stakes higher, though still in favor of her master.
Current Health: Before the Hunt, Elie was whipped and bound at the wrists with rope and leather. Though she was able to cut the rope, the leather belts are still wrapped over the palms of her hands and wrists, chafing her skin and impeding use of her fingers. In addition to this pain, the three parallel scars running over the back of her neck and right should are from her last battle in the arena, against the massive white tiger that nearly took her life. There are a variety of other scratches and cuts along her body, but none are serious. She is also currently suffering from near starvation and dehydration.
Sorry about it being late, my computer died yesterday. And sorry about the wolf thing... I really love wolves. 🙁
Name: Kalani
Age: 16
Gender: female
Sexuality: straight
Appearance: She has bandages wrapped from her ankle to her knees on both legs, scar on her left cheek, scars are all over her body, her skin looks pale, and it seems as if the life has been drained from her face. She has grayish purplish eyes, her hair matches her eyes
Personality: Kalani was loud mouthed and wasn’t afraid to speak her mind. Then about a year ago, she got beaten for speaking her mind while speaking to her owner.
History: Growing up, Kalani was protected by her parents. She almost never left her home, so she had no friends. When her parents got killed, she doesn't know how, she had no other relative to take care of her. She began wandering around, trying to make a friend. Then one day, while getting water, she was knocked out and taken to be a slave. She was terrified, and wondered why all this had happened to her. She almost never did what she was told, and it showed on her skin. Then one day, she heard a rumor that some other slaves were going to escape. This was the window of opportunity! She joined in their 'group', but she was the only one who had escaped.
Other: Currently on the run right now, she travels with her pet, a dirty German shepherd.
Current Health: She suffers from a mild case of paranoia, legs are badly wounded and scarred, which is why she wears bandages
Roleplaying Example: did you want one?
Both are accepted too!! If I'm not here, WC, Rikari, and Chakra have my permission to accept people.
SD, would I really make you do a rp example xP welcome! ^.^
WOLVES!! *hands Rikari a wolf pup, glomps Kiba*
Yeah I'd like a recap as well. Just give me an idea of the setting and what everyone's doing. That'd be just fine n_n
I seem to have left words out and misspelled them, though I was working on Word.
"She was a treasure and her master knew it..."
"...three parallel scars running over the back of her neck and right shoulder..."
*hugs wolf pup and it licks her face*
Yes, a recap would be nice... *looks at RPG* sweatdrop.
EDIT: Never mind... I thought you meant Kiba from Naruto...