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Name: Mika Laine Age: 18 Gender: Male Sexuality: Gay Species: Werewolf Rank: Omega
Theme:
Personality:
If 'getting into trouble' was a personality trait, then Mika Laine would possess this. With an inability to keep his mouth shut, he has gotten himself into trouble more than once. He is stubborn and fierce, trying to make up for his smaller physique and clumsiness with big words. To the ones he trusts he can be gentle and kind, as underneath the big words actually lays a more caring personality. Patience, however, isn't Mika's virtue. Opening up is something challenging for the young werewolf, as he rather keep his secrets for himself. He can get lost in his enthusiasm about something, which can be either something positive or something negative. Sometimes he can spur people on to try it with him while other times he gets so lost into his own world that he forgets what he is actually supposed to do. He might be a little too foolish at times, but he mostly truly means well.
Appearance:
Mika has bright blue eyes in a slightly rectangular face. His copper hair is almost always styled, as Mika takes great pride in his appearance. His face is covered in a whole lot of tiny little freckles, that are just a few shades darker than his skin tone. His freckles actually cover his whole body, but not enough to 'take over' the sight. His body is slender and doesn't has a whole lot of muscle. The boy is smaller than average, only standing 1.69m / 5'5 tall. He is a bit of a lightweight too, no matter how much he eats. He simply doesn't seem to gain weight at all.
Just as in his human form, the form of his wolf is rather slender and more on the petite side. His fur is a combination of copper-red and white. The bright blue of his eyes comes back in his wolf form just as fiercely as in his human form.
History:
At a very young age, Mika had already lost his parents and was brought up in an orphanage. He never truly knew what is was like to have a loving family, as he was never adopted from the orphanage. Mostly because he kept walking away and ended up in the woods, exploring its secrets and just getting lost in the wonderful world of the trees. He had always felt more at home in the forests and the woods than he ever felt in the orphanage that he grew up in.
In school, he didn't get along nicely either. He kept getting into fights because he couldn't keep his mouth shut. Turned out he was gay, which didn't sit well with some of his schoolmates, as they started to taunt him for his sexual orientation. The friends he was keeping weren't very good for his well-being either. He began using drugs, alcohol, and just generally went the 'bad-boy route'. Until one day his friends went too far and Mika could no longer approve of their actions. Harassing a girl in a drunken and drug-driven slurr was never good in his books. He helped the girl away from his friends, with all the backlash to deal with. His friends shunned him, ignored him, began to bully him in any way possible; his freckles, his body, his personality, his sexual orientation. Once again, Mika was alone.
At age 18 it was time for Mika to leave the orphanage behind. It didn't take long for the young wolf to decide to move as far away from the orphanage, the school, and his ex-friends as possible; Mika decided to move to a small village. There it was the first time that the young boy had his first transformation. The odd thing was that he didn't lose control like he had heard in so many stories. But it was still scary to be something he was not. He couldn't even remember what had caused this. Was he bitten but he didn't know, was he born like this? Mika didn't have a clue, because he didn't know his birth parents.
Confused and scared, he is looking for someone who can help him after his first night of transformation, not knowing what had happened or how he should deal with this.
In the future, the pack dynamics is going to be something that he will have to get used to. As a stubborn and rather impulsive individuals, he isn't used to taking orders.
Personality:
Conrad is a proud werewolf and though he keeps the truth of what he is from humans as most other werewolves do, he cares little about arousing suspicion with his more supernatural activity. While he is usually kind to other werewolves, Conrad clearly looks down on humans and other supernatural beings to a small degree. This attitude does extend to werewolves in some respects, though. Conrad often treats werewolves from outside his original pack as though he is naturally their better and more experienced.
All of this comes in a somewhat reserved and, at times, overly serious package. Ever since all of Conrad's original pack either disappeared or were killed, he has felt somewhat lost. Having been raised from birth to be the alpha of a venerable pack with a long history Conrad is unsure of what to do with himself without being able to fill the position he spent his whole life preparing for. The solitude has only given him more time to stew on his loss and become more frustrated. As a result, he is sometimes impatient and abrasive with others in town if they get on his nerves.
Appearance:
Conrad has facial features common among men of the Hurst family: a wide, square jaw, strong brow, and sharp nose. Along with his deeply-set hazel eyes and large frame, his features might be considered "rugged" by some and mildly brutish by others. Standing at 6'2" with wide shoulders and strong musculature, Conrad could certainly seem imposing at a glance. His movements and mannerisms convey more of a "gentle-giant" quality than any threat or aggression. His hair is raven black and falls in slight waves just past his shoulders, though he usually keeps it tied back.
Conrad's wolf form is that of an abnormally large black wolf with fringes of gray throughout his coat.
History:
The Hurst family were the alphas of a pack that had lived in this region for generations. Even before the town had been settled, Conrad's ancestors were hunting in these woods and living apart from normal human society.
As the humans came and built their town, the Hurst family made concessions to avoid attention. They built a home and lived a life that shared more in common with that of the humans. They became a respected name to even the more natural denizens of the town.
Conrad was born into the Hurst family with a great responsibility as the only child of his pack's then-alpha. Though the pack had lessened in size over time, Conrad would still have to lead a people that expected him to uphold their legacy. Conrad trained hard and did his best to prepare for when he became the alpha, but his father came down hard on any slacking or misbehaving. The pack was shrinking and Conrad's father would not allow the alpha that replaced him to be anything but the best. Conrad fell in line quickly and put his full effort towards fulfilling his father's wishes.
Ultimately it didn't matter. The pack shrunk more and more as werewolves disappeared or were hunted down. Eventually, all that was left of the pack was Conrad's family. Now, to his knowledge, Conrad is the last Hurst and the only remaining member of his original pack. He still lives in his family home outside of town, though it has fallen somewhat into disrepair. He continues to live the traditionalist werewolf life that he was raised in and appears to the human inhabitants of the town as somewhat of a recluse.
However, his newfound pack is more accepting of humans than Conrad is himself. Their affinity for their purely human neighbors often leads Conrad to find himself in the company of his pack's human friends, whether he likes it or not.
Personality: Proud but cold Carter is a very distant werewolf, he's more of a lone wolf than wanting to work with others. While he does prefer to be alone if any of the younger pups come to him for either a question or tips on how to hunt and fight better, his cold demeanor will change to one more warm. Carter is more of the teacher to the younger pups but a great warrior and hunter of the group.
Appearance: The first thing that many will notice is Carter's missing eye, a scar from a previous battle with a hunter. His remaining eye is dark green. As a human, he's a very tall and muscular man with scars across his body and under his eye patch with short hair. He stands at 6'4 and typically when he's in town he wears a regular pair of jeans and plain shirt and often wears a jacket.
History:
Being born to two werewolf parents, Carter was born in the plains in Manaraga. Life was pretty simple, with both his parents being gray wolves this made everywhere their home until they had their son Carter and they decided to make a cabinet in the woods. At the age of five Carter went on his first hunt with his father where he caught many otters at age ten he killed his first seal and at eighteen he killed his first bear, it was clear at a very early age that he was a skilled hunter and would help his dad and mom whenever they needed it this would change when he was eighteen.
When he reached the age of eighteen he left his home to see if he can find his own pack, This would lead to several years of him finding packs and having them all killed by hunters, with each pack he would find a few months later hunters would come and whip them out. Until one day when he was out hunting, he could smell blood in his campgrounds when he rushed back there he saw that both sides were taken out all but one. When Carter saw the man he instantly attacked him, but during the attack, the man managed to take one of Carter's eyes, this didn't stop him from ripping his throat out. After losing another pack Carter wondered for two years until he reached the small town of Ivywood and found a small pack there, He's very distant from most of them but when some come to ask him questions about hunting or fighting he's happy to give a helping hand.
Name: Alexander (Alex) Hagen
Age: 173 (Perpetual age: 24)
Gender: Male
Sexuality: Pansexual
Species: Vampire
Personality: Alex has gentle soul, and at his core is a very kind person, however his many years as a vampire have made him a bit more skeptical and wary of new people. He's grown slightly detached from the world around him, viewing humans more like pets than fellow people. He tries to keep his predatory nature under control, and avoids killing his prey when he can, choosing instead to leave them unconscious with no memory of his attack, but he's lost control a handful of times in his past, for which he feels shame.
Appearance: At 6'2/1.88m with long, blond hair, Alex has always stood out a bit, even as a human. Fortunately for him, his Scandinavian roots have made his unnaturally pale skin less obvious to the casual observer. His lean frame combined with his height give him a somewhat lanky appearance, and his hesitant, skeptical demeanor adds a bit of awkwardness to his posture, but he moves with the unnatural, predatory grace common to his kind. Alex's hair is usually kept down, and often a bit messy, as though he couldn't be bothered with styling it.
History: Alex was born in 1848 as the son of a moderately successful spice importer. He worked under his father, learning the family business until a fateful meeting with a vampire named Anette brought his peaceful life to an end. After a business meeting with Alexander's father where Anette met the young man, she decided she had to have him, so she drained his family dry, then turned Alex. She offered to guide him as a newborn vampire, and thought his gratitude for being made immortal would far outweigh his grief for his lost family. She was wrong. Alex played along for a time, learning all he could from her, until a few short years later, when he drove a stake through her heart as she slept. He took what money he could and used it to start a new life for himself.
For almost a century and a half, Alex has moved from one place to the next, spending a few years in each until his agelessness can no longer be hidden. Despite meeting other vampires over the years and striking up friendships here and there, Alex has lived a fairly lonely life as an immortal. Although he's amassed a fair amount of money over the years, Alex prefers to work wherever he goes so that he doesn't get too bored, or draw attention to himself. When he made this most recent move, he decided to get a job as a bartender, as it was one of a handful of night jobs in the town. The last thing he was expecting in his new town was a pack of wolves.
View attachment 46837 Celestial Name: Ithuriel Host/Mortal Name: Edgar Clarkson Host Age: 89 Apparent Age: late twenties, early thirties Species: Demon/Fallen Angel
Personality: Ithuriel is seeking redemption. Having sided with Lucifer near the time of creation, he has had ample time to reflect. As he was once part of the angelic host, he is slightly different from other Demons.
A Demon can come from any soul plunged into Hell, most often Sinners. The Torments of Hell strip away the physical form turning them into spiritual beings that need a host to exist on the mortal plane. The host of angels that sided with Lucifer became the first Demons, but soon Humans and other beings that found themselves in Hell started to become Demons as well.
Ithuriel wants to return to Heaven, and as such, spends most days at the church, despite being on Hallowed ground being somewhat uncomfortable.
Celestial History: Ithuriel doesn't remember the start of creation. He vaguely knows he was around before, but can't remember who made him. Much similar to how Humans don't remember being born.
He remembers working on creation as part of some big plan, but never really found out who they were working for. It was a little after creation that a fellow Angel spoke up about following some plan when they didn't even know whose plan it was. This other Angel was none other than Lucifer. Ithuriel and a third of the Angels sided with Lucifer, but the remaining two thirds, led by the Angel Michael banished the rebellion to the deep abyss of Hell.
He fell into a rhythm. Fighting for survival, as there were things far worse than Demons in Hell. At least back then.
With the recent influx of souls from mankind coming down, the seams started to strain, allowing a few Demons to slip through. Ithuriel was one of them.
Now back up on the mortal plane, he seeks redemption so he never has to return to Hell again.
The Hell he left behind has come a long way since he was cast down near the dawn of time. The beasts that used to prowl the shadows have all but been wiped out. Cities have been built. Governments formed. It isn't that different from the mortal world, except a lot more crowded, and lot more crime. Different areas house different levels of sinners, and most people live in relative comfort compared to the eternal torment that the bible would have you believe is happening.
Host/Mortal History: Edgar Clarkson was the son of a businessman. Growing up in the thirties, was interesting, especially since his family was relatively well off. He was thirteen by the time the Second World War ended. A weight lifted off his shoulders, as he was worried he would have to go to war, though part of him wished he could have helped people. So five years later he started training to be a police officer. He spent ten years on the force before getting caught in a gang related shootout. In a coma in hospital, he was kept alive for six months before he made a miraculous recovery.
Joint History: After escaping Hell, and taking a comatose police officer as a Host, Ithuriel began his life on earth. He respectfully severed his ties with Edgar's friends and family over the next few years before moving away. He made it his mission to do good, finding himself in a small town with a local wolf pack, and a surprising amount of supernatural activity.
Appearance: Long dark brown curly hair that is normally up in a ponytail when she is working. Soft brown eyes that gleam when she smiles. Thinner framed but has a bit of muscle tone as she has to stay in good shape to be able to assist her patience with walking or being moved when needed. An overall plain appearance, she doesn't stand out in a crowd.
Personality: Alissa's kind and open nature means her bedside manner is always enjoyable. She cares deeply for her patients and sometimes has a hard time remembering to stay professional and not become friends with her many elderly patients. Deeply driven to learn everything she can on medicine, she is often found with her nose in a book or scrolling through a medical journal on her phone. Despite her experience with medicine and her ease with working in a professional setting, she is a bit uneasy outside of it. She is trying to expand her world outside of work, by taking up new hobbies, but she tends to be a bit clumsy and clueless outside her field of study.
History: Born to a single mother who was always ill, she spent a lot of time in hospitals. This blossomed a love for nurses, many of whom stepped up to help her and her mother scrape by in life. She quickly learned that if she wanted to become a nurse she needed to work hard to get past the challenges in her life. She spent her youth with her head in a book and always striving to improve her academic standing. When she finally reached her goal, graduating and getting a position at her local hospital. It was everything she wanted, the job helping others, the money to support her mother. But it didn't last. Her mother passed away, and only was it at this point that she realized just how alone she was in the world.
Alissa had trudged through life for a while longer, feeling hopeless till she couldn't take it anymore. She quit her job out of the blue, sold her things, and packed what little she had in her car setting off. She had no idea where she was going, just knew she couldn't stay in the life she had. She traveled all over, slowly eating through her savings as she saw the world she had missed while lost in her pursuit of being a nurse.
As her savings began to run short she found herself in the small town of Ivywood. Here fate took charge when a white dog chasing a cat ran in to the road, causing her to crash her car. While she was only a little scraped up, her car was damaged badly. The owner of the dog came to her aid. Taking her to his house to bandage her wounds and called for a tow truck. He turned out to be Dr. Aaron, and as he treated her scrapes he explained he was the town doctor. They began to talk about what brought her to the small town, and after hearing her story, offered her a job at the clinic.
Before she knew it she was renting a small cabin and working at the clinic. She became a bit of a traveling nurse as well, as a lot of elderly patience weren't able to make it in.
She is just starting out her life in Ivywood, but feels the quite life of a small town just might be what she always needed. Or so she thinks…
Gender: Male (Black hair/green eyes) Age: 26 Orientation: Bi Species: Human
About: His father was a beloved preacher who always pushed Weston to be his prodigy. Weston loved his father dearly and would do anything to make him proud so religion and its practices came easy to him. The only thing that made him uneasy about following in his fathers footsteps was his sometimes wandering eyes towards his own gender. Although he had a feeling that his father knew about this, they never spoke about it. Whenever Weston would attempt to possibly speak to his father about his desires, his father would just smile and say, "Things are not always as they seem… and sometimes, that's okay." It seemed like his father would always love Weston regardless of his temptations. When his father passed away, Weston would feel a little regret about their unspoken communication now and then. And when that would happen, he took comfort in reading a single book from his fathers massive collection.
Weston spends most of his time at the local church but can be found in most parts of the town in his spare time. He may have the male equivalent to "resting-bitch-face" but is quite the good-hearted individual.
Gender: Female (White hair/gold eyes) Age: 28 Orientation: Straight Species: Half breed Werewolf (Mother is a Werewolf/Father is a Human)
About: Her mother and father were happily married for almost their whole marriage. Her father knew Roses mother was a werewolf and accepted her anyway. They conceived Rose and taught her about both species of life just to give her the best of both worlds. But all good things come to an end. Rose was eighteen when things started to fall apart. Her mother announced that they were expecting but her father was giving into what expected to be schizophrenia and kept accusing her mother of all types of accusations. It all seemed outlandish but no one knows what happens behind closed doors.
Months passed and every day her father seemed to be losing his grip on his sanity. Then one day Rose came home from college to find the house trashed about and a babies cry from her parents room. Upon entering her parents room she found the most grotesque scene she never hoped to witness. Both her parents were lifeless but the only thing moving was a baby boy at the center of it all. A baby boy with blue eyes even though neither her mother, father, or herself had blue eyes.
Rose went on to give the infant to his rightful father and bury her parents. She couldn't stand to be in that location anymore and headed out on her own. Rose did whatever she could to survive and kept her werewolf side at bay the best she could. After years of fending for herself and always on the move she caught the scent of something that smelled familiar and headed in its direction.
Family Lore: The Greys... They're a newer line of supernatural hunters. It all originated from a wolf killing one of their family members. From then, the Grey family developed a hatred for the supernatural, especially werewolves, and trained their descendants from youth to hate wolves.
--- And now onto character info--- Name: Catherine Grey Age: 24 Orientation: Straight Species: Human
About: The carefree second child, who was content to live her own life, exploring the world, travelling... Until that incident. She was away on a wonderful trip, but at that time, a pack of wolves attacked her family, and there were no survivors. Since then, she has vowed to kill every last werewolf, to avenge her family.
The plot twist? Some werewolf seems to think that she, a mere human, is his soulmate. And so she flees. But can she outrun a werewolf?
Personality wise, she doesn't care about societal expectations, and is rather carefree. She gets along with other people easily, but can't accept being dependant on someone or restrictions. Since the incident, she's locked her heart away, and vowed to kill all the wolves or die trying.
Name: Marina Seaglass
Age: 100 (Merfolk equivalent to 18)
Gender: Cis Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Species: Merfolk
Rank: Princess (though she's not admitting this out loud)
Personality: Marina has a very sweet and bubbly personality, she comes off as fairly innocent and more than a little bit curious, about everything and anything. She tends to ask a lot of questions when something is particularly interesting to her.
She is extremely inquisitive, she just loves to learn more than anything else, she loves to learn and be educated about people and cultures she's never been exposed to before.
Very kind and caring even about a stranger, Marina is definitely not the type to witness something injured or hurting emotionally and just keep on walking, she would be the one to turn back and try to help in any way she possibly could.
When Marina gets upset or angry, many would argue that the little pink haired mermaid is just too adorable to take seriously… however, watch out, you could wind up taking a high powered blast of water to the face!
Appearance: Marina honors well the alluring legacy of her species, standing (when she has legs) at 5'4 with a sensuously curvy hourglass figure consisting of a lush 40D bosom, a slim inwardly curved waist and sweetly rounded hips... eyes of jewel tone seafoam green and soft subtle waves of cotton candy pink tresses falling towards her hips...skin flawless and creamy as fresh milk... lips soft and full that almost seem to beg for a man's kisses...
History:
Marina was born the fifth eldest child of King Neptune... out of eight children in total... it was safe to say in the presence of her much more aggressive and dominant mannered siblings, that Marina didn't get a whole lot of their parent's attentions. Neglected was more like it, she was just the odd child whom refused to drown or devour a human and wouldn't use her aquatic powers to destroy ships...
For the longest time, Marina just lived in the spot she'd always believed was her place in life, just out of the way and doing her own thing making jewelry from pearls and beautiful shells to sell in the art square of the market place, just living her own life and simply not trying to draw any royal court attention to herself.
Unfortunately... life does not always go to plan... especially when you happen to be royalty and ruthless social climbing nobles look at you as a push over easy way into the royal family...
This wad of whale cum was none other than Nautilus Oceanmist, the son of a Duke whom happened to hold high favor with Marina's father... and he's been watching Marina for some time now, just waiting for her to turn 100 years old, the age when merfolk maidens came of age to wed...
Her father came to her the morning of her 100th birthday and did not ask her, but announced to her that in two weeks time, she would wed Nautilus Oceanmist.
Knowing full well what kind of merman Nautilus was, Marina knew she couldn't possibly marry him, she'd spend the rest of eternity miserable and wind up just as cold and cruel as her siblings... she had to think of something!
Though to to honest... Marina knew the one and only thing she could do, the one and only escape from this marriage from hell... which would require her to flee the sea and abandon her family...
The thought of doing this did hurt her, but if she was going to continue with the whole being honest with herself thing... what love or kindness had her parents and siblings ever shown to her? They always treated her like the odd child and an embarrassment at court... perhaps if she did leave, she might actually really get the chance to live her life as she wanted to and do whatever she desired without being judged or forbidden from doing...
Yes... the only choice she had was to run away, she would run away to the surface world, the one place where the royal court would never follow her, they would never view her as being THAT valuable, especially when Marina's father still had plenty of other available daughters. It was the perfect escape.
So despite being terrified and slightly heartbroken, Marina waited until her family was sound asleep before she gathered what valuable she could carry from the royal vault and she fled the sea…
They might be slightly miffed when they realized she pilfered some treasure from the royal vault… but she knows she didn't take enough to merit hunting her down, they had bigger problems than her and an armful of treasure.
Merfolk abilities:
Water manipulation- Marina can manipulate water. However if she is using this is a defensive manner, then the length of time utilizing her magic could leave her quite exhausted. 30 minutes at best is what Marina can manage without exhausting herself.
Soothing voice- When Marina sings, her voice has a magically soothing quality, used primarily to cool hot tempers and out of control rage in mortals and some supernaturals that are willing to be soothed. Vampires are strangely immune, some rationalize that is due to the ability falling the category of hypnotic, which vampires are notoriously immune to.
