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Katalie Lanae Weatherfields
Also known as: N/A
Also known as: N/A
Age: 97 years old
Death Age: 24 years old
Height: 5'9"
Race: Ghost, formerly human
Ethnicity: Albanian
Eye Color: Blue-gray
Hair color: Pale blonde
Build: Lean and thin, slightly athletic
Typical clothing: simplistic, long dresses, seldom times jeans
Magic: None as of yet
Skin tone: Ivory
Likes: companionship, charm, animals
Dislikes: humanity, other supernatural beings, vampires
Personality/Backstory: Katalie his many different extremes depending on her company. She can be incredibly charming, quite the demure flirt. On the other hand, she has been known to be ill-tempered, her moods changing with the tide. This anger is present more now than ever as she's forced to suffer an eternity of loneliness, haunting a house long ago abandoned by its owners. At the slightest disturbance, Katalie's curiosity is often piqued as she hides her presence from whatever it is that's detected her. Over the years she's been visited by a series of animals, mainly felines and small rodents. Upon a time she would have been scared of such things, but now she welcomed them, extending her services in exchange for a companion. Humans have also ventured into the depths of her home, poking their nose into corners unbefitting of them. Each time she's turned them away, the anger in her chest growing as she pined for what she once had.
Appearance: Our fair maiden is how you see her above: pale ivory skin coupled with wide blue-gray eyes framed by wispy doe's lashes, full, rosy lips with her signature smirk twinkling at her guest, and a relatively straight nose that curves just so, allowing for an insignificant bump toward the end. Katalie boasts a rounded face with a sloping jawline that rounds off into a smooth point at her chin. High cheekbones accompany her firm jawline, providing a subtly evocative image when coupled with that smirk of hers. Honey brown eyebrows sit upon her browbone, thick and subtly arched in a shade much darker than her hair color. The woman's hair is usually worn plainly, a few strands tucked behind her ear after years of having impartial company. The pale blonde locks tease just above the middle of her back, the soft curls dancing below her shoulders like leaves to a willow tree.
WIP, excuse how sloppy this is. I was half sleep-deprived while writing most of it but I still hve yet to be able to masterfully write a description based on a picture. It will be updated when I return. I'll finish coding later.
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Magellan Abernathy Mwezi
Also known as: Mark Mwezi
Age: 29 years old
Death Age: N/A
Height: 6'2"
Race: Werewolf
Ethnicity: Pakistanian
Eye Color: Hazel, pale yellow-gold when the werewolf gene is triggered
Hair color: Chocolate
Build: Lithely muscular
Typical clothing: leather jacket, loose grey shirt, dog tags, dark jeans
Magic: Ability to draw upon the moon for strength
Skin Tone: Apricot
Likes: His bestfriend, Vergil; his bloodline; food, particularly meat
Dislikes: Loud music; vegetables; liars/scammers, female werewolves
Personality/Backstory: Magellan is straight-forward and blunt. He hasn't changed much in the near three decades he's been living. With set morals and determined goals, there isn't much else he's focused on. Though aside from his outside demeanor, he prides himself as "funny" often attempting to get a rise out of his best friend with a dry joke or two. He's succeeded only a few times, and that is part of what spurs him on. To go with that humor Magellan is fiercely loyal, both wolf and human parts of him bonding to what he cares most about. When he's set out to protect something, he can be ruthless and cruel in order to defend what it is he holds dear to him, which is next to none. He is the epidemy of balance, "good" to battle the "bad".
Appearance: I drew a blank. Pretty self-explanatory as my description would have been crap anyway. (WIP)
WIP, for the same reasons stated above
Also known as: Mark Mwezi
Age: 29 years old
Death Age: N/A
Height: 6'2"
Race: Werewolf
Ethnicity: Pakistanian
Eye Color: Hazel, pale yellow-gold when the werewolf gene is triggered
Hair color: Chocolate
Build: Lithely muscular
Typical clothing: leather jacket, loose grey shirt, dog tags, dark jeans
Magic: Ability to draw upon the moon for strength
Skin Tone: Apricot
Likes: His bestfriend, Vergil; his bloodline; food, particularly meat
Dislikes: Loud music; vegetables; liars/scammers, female werewolves
Personality/Backstory: Magellan is straight-forward and blunt. He hasn't changed much in the near three decades he's been living. With set morals and determined goals, there isn't much else he's focused on. Though aside from his outside demeanor, he prides himself as "funny" often attempting to get a rise out of his best friend with a dry joke or two. He's succeeded only a few times, and that is part of what spurs him on. To go with that humor Magellan is fiercely loyal, both wolf and human parts of him bonding to what he cares most about. When he's set out to protect something, he can be ruthless and cruel in order to defend what it is he holds dear to him, which is next to none. He is the epidemy of balance, "good" to battle the "bad".
Appearance: I drew a blank. Pretty self-explanatory as my description would have been crap anyway. (WIP)
WIP, for the same reasons stated above
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| Name |
Maime Collins
| Age |
22
| Gender |
Female
| Appearance |
Maime has never truly been a plain jane but is commonly mistaken for one when a person first lays eyes upon the young woman. Eventually, they begin to notice other things as well, like the tattoos various politely littering her body. The amount seen varies depending on the amount of clothing she has on at the time, which can vary from very little, to a moderate amount. As for the rest of her, the longer you look, the more you get a sense of who she really is behind the meek facade. There is an aura around her the suggests she's a badass chick with an attitude and the looks to match.
Maime has olive skin and hazel eyes with flecks of seaweed green. Since she was half Samoan, many of their native characteristics were passed onto her through the gene pool. She boasts thick that waves down to the middle of her back, sometimes resembling a dark brown when she's outside. It frames her broad shoulders and pronounced collarbone, adding emphasis to that area when her hair was free of ponytails or any other style she puts it in. Maime's chest is girly enough, but not very apparent. Her bra size would be about a 36C, enough to satisfy and be satisfied with, but small enough that her breast weren't an annoyance. Moving farther down her body, she has a relatively flat stomach, with natural pudge due to her off and on exercise routine. When tensed in the right places, the woman's once defined abdominal muscles can still be seen, but not as well as they once had. The woman has a nice backside, though. It was side enough to give her a bit of an hourglass frame but thick enough to move with her when she walks. Her legs are alright, nothing too special. She has nice legs with a little meat on her thighs and calves but they weren't anything worthy of focus. In fact, they are a tad on the lean side, more suited for skinny jeans and uggs than what other people preferred with thick thighs and proportional calves. Attached to said legs wer dainty little feet and cute toes. Just like her, they were small and dainty looking. One the outer side of her left foot below her ankle were three small stars. They weren't filled in, just three stars making a slight semi-circle.
For her face, Maime has an ovular face with chiseled features that puts one in the mind of Angelina Jolie with high cheekbones and a pronounced jawline. Neatly arched eyebrows sit thickly above her green specked eyes, resembling ones filled in with makeup. But alas, this is not the case with her. She has her Kurdish roots to thank for that, affectionately known for their eyebrows. She takes many of her facial aspects from this side as well, having a narrower face than her father and resembling her mother's narrow facial structure. Her nose was one of the only thing that seemed to be a perfect mixture of the two, slightly flat but with a long and narrow bridge stemming from between her eyes. Taking another thing from her Samoan heritage, she had thick lips that would best be described as heavy upper lips. This was often covered in a glossy coat of lipgloss, and very seldom left bare. When she says certain words, flashes of metal can be seen as a small preview of the piercing on the tip of her tongue.
Maime's overall height barely clears the five-foot mark at five feet two inches, a stark contrast to her big personality. For a rundown of her tattoos, it is important to know that she has six. Many of them are either small or concealed underneath her clothes to see by others, but they are certainly there. As earlier mentioned, she has the three stars circling under her left ankle. She also has one behind her right ear, a singular black and white rose. The next tattoo is located above her upper left breast, a small lifeline that stretches across and ends in a colorful black and blue butterfly. The next is on her left wrist and composes of a yellow sunflower along with the singular word "baby" written alongside it in a curvy, dropping font. Her birthday is located underneath the word where it stops right before it touches the stem of the long "y". The biggest one curves along her [insert side here] hip and is floral. The last one rests on her right shoulder, a dare from a close friend. The word "Daddy" is written, with a simple flourish on her back, and seeing as she liked it, Maime had no problems with the tattoo after it was done, having been called the name before during sexual intercourse with a few females in the past.
Maime Collins
| Age |
22
| Gender |
Female
| Appearance |
Maime has never truly been a plain jane but is commonly mistaken for one when a person first lays eyes upon the young woman. Eventually, they begin to notice other things as well, like the tattoos various politely littering her body. The amount seen varies depending on the amount of clothing she has on at the time, which can vary from very little, to a moderate amount. As for the rest of her, the longer you look, the more you get a sense of who she really is behind the meek facade. There is an aura around her the suggests she's a badass chick with an attitude and the looks to match.
Maime has olive skin and hazel eyes with flecks of seaweed green. Since she was half Samoan, many of their native characteristics were passed onto her through the gene pool. She boasts thick that waves down to the middle of her back, sometimes resembling a dark brown when she's outside. It frames her broad shoulders and pronounced collarbone, adding emphasis to that area when her hair was free of ponytails or any other style she puts it in. Maime's chest is girly enough, but not very apparent. Her bra size would be about a 36C, enough to satisfy and be satisfied with, but small enough that her breast weren't an annoyance. Moving farther down her body, she has a relatively flat stomach, with natural pudge due to her off and on exercise routine. When tensed in the right places, the woman's once defined abdominal muscles can still be seen, but not as well as they once had. The woman has a nice backside, though. It was side enough to give her a bit of an hourglass frame but thick enough to move with her when she walks. Her legs are alright, nothing too special. She has nice legs with a little meat on her thighs and calves but they weren't anything worthy of focus. In fact, they are a tad on the lean side, more suited for skinny jeans and uggs than what other people preferred with thick thighs and proportional calves. Attached to said legs wer dainty little feet and cute toes. Just like her, they were small and dainty looking. One the outer side of her left foot below her ankle were three small stars. They weren't filled in, just three stars making a slight semi-circle.
For her face, Maime has an ovular face with chiseled features that puts one in the mind of Angelina Jolie with high cheekbones and a pronounced jawline. Neatly arched eyebrows sit thickly above her green specked eyes, resembling ones filled in with makeup. But alas, this is not the case with her. She has her Kurdish roots to thank for that, affectionately known for their eyebrows. She takes many of her facial aspects from this side as well, having a narrower face than her father and resembling her mother's narrow facial structure. Her nose was one of the only thing that seemed to be a perfect mixture of the two, slightly flat but with a long and narrow bridge stemming from between her eyes. Taking another thing from her Samoan heritage, she had thick lips that would best be described as heavy upper lips. This was often covered in a glossy coat of lipgloss, and very seldom left bare. When she says certain words, flashes of metal can be seen as a small preview of the piercing on the tip of her tongue.
Maime's overall height barely clears the five-foot mark at five feet two inches, a stark contrast to her big personality. For a rundown of her tattoos, it is important to know that she has six. Many of them are either small or concealed underneath her clothes to see by others, but they are certainly there. As earlier mentioned, she has the three stars circling under her left ankle. She also has one behind her right ear, a singular black and white rose. The next tattoo is located above her upper left breast, a small lifeline that stretches across and ends in a colorful black and blue butterfly. The next is on her left wrist and composes of a yellow sunflower along with the singular word "baby" written alongside it in a curvy, dropping font. Her birthday is located underneath the word where it stops right before it touches the stem of the long "y". The biggest one curves along her [insert side here] hip and is floral. The last one rests on her right shoulder, a dare from a close friend. The word "Daddy" is written, with a simple flourish on her back, and seeing as she liked it, Maime had no problems with the tattoo after it was done, having been called the name before during sexual intercourse with a few females in the past.