Post by Administrator on Jul 11, 2010 18:14:23 GMT -4
Your name: Tigger
Character's Name: Ryker Chase Braxton, often called Ry, Rybaby, or RyRy.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Vampire Age N/A
Category: werewolf
Character History:
Ryker was born to two loving parents, from the very beginning it was obvious soemthign was wrong, not a cry passed through his mouth from the moment he was born, it was quickly determined that he was a mute. From the very beginning Ry was a bit shunned, after all it was strange for someone to be around and not have a voice wasnt it?
Ryker was three when his sister was born, already a more active and wild child then the calm boy they raised and there attention was divided still they gaveplenty to each. At school Ry quickly became the oddball out, shyer, quiter, and nicer then most of the other boys in the class, the only thing that really kept him going was music class were he quickly learned to play instruments picking up a lovefor them and a thirst to figure out how to do as much as he could after all it was a way to make noise and comuincate with actual sound.
His teenage years went by slowly, until he started going through changes and it wasnt to long before he was changing into a wolf the size of a bear, a dim white color with splotches of black and faded gray covering him, finally he was a part of something a pack, he had his sister and another family, maybe now he could get used to things more...
Character Appearance: Shaggy dark brownish black hair falls down below his ears bangs skimming his eye brows, which dark chocolate brown eyes gaze out from. A slightly petite frame compared to most of the other werewolves but still enough built more for speed then strength. Snake bite lip rings adorn him as piercings. Standing in at 5'11.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
a few of his weaknesses are his insane shyness, his inability to howl, and his extreme sinsitivity to critique and worry of failing.
strengths would be being there for a friend, caring, his determination and the fact that he gives all hes got to what he does
Personality:
Shy; extremely shy Ryker isnt likely to be the one to start a conversation, hes more likely going to be the one struggling to keep the conversation going and resisting the urge to go hide in a corner,
loner; more of a loner then a pack man Ry still isnt used to the idea of sticking togeter since all of his life hes been kicked out of everything and left to fend for himself except where his sister is concerned. Hes unsure and prefers to be by himself or around people he knows and cares about more.
sweet, an extremely sweet person by nature Ry seldomly loses his temper and is more likel;y to take and take and take until he finally snaps its just the way he is. Hes usually extremely kind and caring to everyone once you get past his shyness except those that mess with anyone hes close to.
loyal, extremely loyal Rys one of those that will stand by your side till the end even if your wronh, hes that faithful once his trust has been given its given and theres no taking it back at least not without a lot of reasoning to do so.
stubborn, extremely stubborn it had been be written in bloody stone then bounced across his head a few times before Ry realizes hes wrong about something, he just doesnt change his mind for anything and prefers to stick to what he knows.
mute; unable to speak from birth and a howless wolf, he uses a white board or sign language to communicate or now that hes a werewolf the form of telepathy that he shares with his pack members.
How is your character related to the story? a la plush werewolf, Ry is shy and caring and will fit in very easily trying to decide exactly what he feels towards the vampires but having no real hatred for them just curiosity.
Sample of your RP-ing skills:
Pulling her arms tightly around herself Rileigh looked out the window towards the grounds, the silence and soft drip dropping sound the rain made as it hit the brick caging her in and the locked window almost daring her to come out in play. Trying to tempt her away from her sorrows and back to reality away from the dreams that haunted her every thought.
Why couldnt she remember anything? It was as if a year of time had been completely erased from her memory, swipped away much as a person wipes away a spill with a paper towel. Pulled from her as if it meant nothing. How could it happen so easily, as if one minute she woke up and time had flown by only it really happened. What had happened so tragically to make her forget this amount of time and bring about all these new fears.
Had she done something horribly wrong? Something so bad that she couldnt accept her actions and had therefore blocked them from her mind? Or had soemthing so tragic happened to her that she just couldnt handle it and had blocked it to protect herself from exactly whatever had happened. It was questions like these that plagued her, picked her apart until she found herself a nervous wreck only to have to pull herself back together and let the entire thing happen all over again.
Haunted by day and tormented by nightmares she couldnt even remember it was like there was never any peace in her mind anymore, never any chance to just relax and feel like she was herself. It was as if her fun loving free falling self had been ripped from her at the same time as her memories, leaving her to grip and grasp and try to figure out just who she was now, with no idea of what had shapped her to the person she knew found herself to be.
It was heartbreaking really even Rileigh herself could see it, but really in every heartbreak there was always a good side, she was growing stronger each and everyday, learning to face fears she could have never imagined in her life before, learning to lean more on herself and less on the other around her because here. There was no big group of family, no group of friends that had known her since child hood. Only a select few who had problems as well that seemed to see past there inner pain and welcome her with open arms. It was a learning experience really, a growing experience.
Losening her arms briefly to run a hand through her hair Rileigh bit her lip giggling slightly as the rain seemed to peck harder against the window as if an unrully child calling to a friend to come dance in the rain. It was as if it was beconing her, to come let loose of her worries and offering to wash them away if only for a little bit. Looking down at her bare feet before back up to her black cloth shorts then to her grey tank top an almost mischevious grin would cross Rileighs usually smilling face as she started out the door. Refusing to wallow in self pity a moment longer.
Feet barely touching the ground as she ran through the halls ignoring the stares she was getting from countless people and the annoyed looks from many of the staff members Rileigh stopped briefly tettering on the edge of the door as she looked out at the soft drizzle a grin lifting up and meeting her eyes for the first time in days as she almost hesitantly stuck her feet out ignoring the tickling feeling of the thin blades of grass slidding between her toes before basically dancing out into it full blast, no umbrella or anything fully prepared for the rain to hit her.
Her pace lengthening with each pace she took Rileigh started across the yard laughing slightly with each slippery step she took her breath coming in short gasps as she stopped and gave a little twirl her face tilted up for the rain to hit her and feeling truly relaxed and carefree for the first time that she could remember.
Character's Name: Ryker Chase Braxton, often called Ry, Rybaby, or RyRy.
Gender: Male
Age: 18
Vampire Age N/A
Category: werewolf
Character History:
Ryker was born to two loving parents, from the very beginning it was obvious soemthign was wrong, not a cry passed through his mouth from the moment he was born, it was quickly determined that he was a mute. From the very beginning Ry was a bit shunned, after all it was strange for someone to be around and not have a voice wasnt it?
Ryker was three when his sister was born, already a more active and wild child then the calm boy they raised and there attention was divided still they gaveplenty to each. At school Ry quickly became the oddball out, shyer, quiter, and nicer then most of the other boys in the class, the only thing that really kept him going was music class were he quickly learned to play instruments picking up a lovefor them and a thirst to figure out how to do as much as he could after all it was a way to make noise and comuincate with actual sound.
His teenage years went by slowly, until he started going through changes and it wasnt to long before he was changing into a wolf the size of a bear, a dim white color with splotches of black and faded gray covering him, finally he was a part of something a pack, he had his sister and another family, maybe now he could get used to things more...
Character Appearance: Shaggy dark brownish black hair falls down below his ears bangs skimming his eye brows, which dark chocolate brown eyes gaze out from. A slightly petite frame compared to most of the other werewolves but still enough built more for speed then strength. Snake bite lip rings adorn him as piercings. Standing in at 5'11.
Strengths/Weaknesses:
a few of his weaknesses are his insane shyness, his inability to howl, and his extreme sinsitivity to critique and worry of failing.
strengths would be being there for a friend, caring, his determination and the fact that he gives all hes got to what he does
Personality:
Shy; extremely shy Ryker isnt likely to be the one to start a conversation, hes more likely going to be the one struggling to keep the conversation going and resisting the urge to go hide in a corner,
loner; more of a loner then a pack man Ry still isnt used to the idea of sticking togeter since all of his life hes been kicked out of everything and left to fend for himself except where his sister is concerned. Hes unsure and prefers to be by himself or around people he knows and cares about more.
sweet, an extremely sweet person by nature Ry seldomly loses his temper and is more likel;y to take and take and take until he finally snaps its just the way he is. Hes usually extremely kind and caring to everyone once you get past his shyness except those that mess with anyone hes close to.
loyal, extremely loyal Rys one of those that will stand by your side till the end even if your wronh, hes that faithful once his trust has been given its given and theres no taking it back at least not without a lot of reasoning to do so.
stubborn, extremely stubborn it had been be written in bloody stone then bounced across his head a few times before Ry realizes hes wrong about something, he just doesnt change his mind for anything and prefers to stick to what he knows.
mute; unable to speak from birth and a howless wolf, he uses a white board or sign language to communicate or now that hes a werewolf the form of telepathy that he shares with his pack members.
How is your character related to the story? a la plush werewolf, Ry is shy and caring and will fit in very easily trying to decide exactly what he feels towards the vampires but having no real hatred for them just curiosity.
Sample of your RP-ing skills:
Pulling her arms tightly around herself Rileigh looked out the window towards the grounds, the silence and soft drip dropping sound the rain made as it hit the brick caging her in and the locked window almost daring her to come out in play. Trying to tempt her away from her sorrows and back to reality away from the dreams that haunted her every thought.
Why couldnt she remember anything? It was as if a year of time had been completely erased from her memory, swipped away much as a person wipes away a spill with a paper towel. Pulled from her as if it meant nothing. How could it happen so easily, as if one minute she woke up and time had flown by only it really happened. What had happened so tragically to make her forget this amount of time and bring about all these new fears.
Had she done something horribly wrong? Something so bad that she couldnt accept her actions and had therefore blocked them from her mind? Or had soemthing so tragic happened to her that she just couldnt handle it and had blocked it to protect herself from exactly whatever had happened. It was questions like these that plagued her, picked her apart until she found herself a nervous wreck only to have to pull herself back together and let the entire thing happen all over again.
Haunted by day and tormented by nightmares she couldnt even remember it was like there was never any peace in her mind anymore, never any chance to just relax and feel like she was herself. It was as if her fun loving free falling self had been ripped from her at the same time as her memories, leaving her to grip and grasp and try to figure out just who she was now, with no idea of what had shapped her to the person she knew found herself to be.
It was heartbreaking really even Rileigh herself could see it, but really in every heartbreak there was always a good side, she was growing stronger each and everyday, learning to face fears she could have never imagined in her life before, learning to lean more on herself and less on the other around her because here. There was no big group of family, no group of friends that had known her since child hood. Only a select few who had problems as well that seemed to see past there inner pain and welcome her with open arms. It was a learning experience really, a growing experience.
Losening her arms briefly to run a hand through her hair Rileigh bit her lip giggling slightly as the rain seemed to peck harder against the window as if an unrully child calling to a friend to come dance in the rain. It was as if it was beconing her, to come let loose of her worries and offering to wash them away if only for a little bit. Looking down at her bare feet before back up to her black cloth shorts then to her grey tank top an almost mischevious grin would cross Rileighs usually smilling face as she started out the door. Refusing to wallow in self pity a moment longer.
Feet barely touching the ground as she ran through the halls ignoring the stares she was getting from countless people and the annoyed looks from many of the staff members Rileigh stopped briefly tettering on the edge of the door as she looked out at the soft drizzle a grin lifting up and meeting her eyes for the first time in days as she almost hesitantly stuck her feet out ignoring the tickling feeling of the thin blades of grass slidding between her toes before basically dancing out into it full blast, no umbrella or anything fully prepared for the rain to hit her.
Her pace lengthening with each pace she took Rileigh started across the yard laughing slightly with each slippery step she took her breath coming in short gasps as she stopped and gave a little twirl her face tilted up for the rain to hit her and feeling truly relaxed and carefree for the first time that she could remember.
