Post by Hayyel Crawford on Jan 21, 2011 20:15:50 GMT -5
Hayyel Crawford
"A cobra in the disguise of a little girl."
the basics,
»»character full name:Hayyel Crawford
»»age: 18
»»sexual orientation: heterosexual
»»alignment: Light
»»position: Lead Hunter
»»gender: female
»»power: Earth: Heightened senses; her sense of smell, hearing and sight are heightened to that of the animals who have the highest amount of that. (IE Smell is that of a wolfs, sight is that of an eagles, hearing is that of a foxes, touch and taste included.)
the appearance,
»»eyes: Sea Green
»»markings: Two piercings on her right ear lobe and one piercing on her left. Three large claw marks over her heart, she received this in her first kill.
»»height: 5'8"
»»weight: 130 lbs.
»»general appearance: She is a pretty girl. She looks almost innocent until you get her angry, then her sea green eyes are sparking with anger and she is quick to lash out at you with her words. She has red hair and though tall she has quite nice curves. Delicate hips, but a chest big enough that you notice it. Her face has small features, a 'fairy' nose and and high fragile looking cheekbones. She is stronger than she looks and acts though. That is how she got to be lead hunter. Her eyes are intelligent and always seem to be taking in the surroundings. She wears jeans and regular plain shirts. Covering her shirts is a black and red leather jacket that is worn with age.
the personality,
»»likes:
*Running
*Knives
*The thrill of the hunt
*Reading
*Swimming
*Scents
*Regular Animals
»»dislikes:
*Most mutated animals
*Relaxation
*Most girls
*Smoking
*Evil
*Being caught unawares
»»strengths:
*Hunting Prowess, she is extremely good at hunting because of her power and her skills with the knife.
*Emotional Expressions, she is adept at reading the emotions that cross peoples' faces so she can often tell what they feel on a subject.
»»weaknesses:
*Truth Teller, she tells the truth no matter what. Whether it's what she feels or what she thinks on a subject. It often gets her in trouble.
*Kindness, she is an kind soul. Caring about those who are her friends deeply and even caring for those she doesn't like that much.
»»secrets: She is the leader of the Protectors.
»»general personality: Hayyel is almost naive some of the time. She is extremely sincere with her emotions and her words though. She will say what she thinks and show how she feels even if it get her in trouble. She rarely lies. She almost has a hero complex. She will save someone if they are in trouble and she sees them as pure enough to be saved. The problem with that is often she doesn't have enough strength to help them. She may be a good fighter but she doesn't have the powers that a lot of others have so she has to make up for it with her knife skills.
She hates people who are fake. In other words she doesn't like those who put on masks to hide their real feelings whether they have a reason for it or not, she just doesn't like it. She is very perceptive when it comes to emotions, she is good at reading children's' moods and feelings toward a subject by the 'tells' on their faces.
Hayyel dislikes the feeling of being confined and treasures the thought of freedom and the ability to stretch her 'wings'. She loves to run. It sets her at peace with the world that seems so screwed up that it confuses to the point of anger. She has a short temper, since she angers so quickly she is often called emotional (which she is). She is afraid of the thought of falling in love. For some reason that one unknown has always made her tremble inside. Giving herself over to somebody with complete and utter trust, she just doesn't understand it. She is strong for a child though (emotionally). She loves fiercely after someone has gained her friendship and protects intensely. She will be loyal to the end.
the history,
»»mother: Fellara (alive)
»»father: Tiro (alive)
»»siblings: none
»»others: none
»»background: She was born to a loving mother and father before the death of all the parents. She was nine years old when her mother and father died, one of the younger ones. She grew up quickly as all the Children seemed to after the death. They had to, they were taking care of themselves after all. She seemed to have an affinity for knives. Throwing or hand, she was good with them either way. She killed her first mutated animal on her twelfth birthday and it was after that kill that she felt the rush of her powers. She felt her senses become muddled and then sharpen extremely.
It was with these powers she became the lead hunter. She killed the mutated animals for their meat. She then began to realize a strange happening in the Forest. Trees were dying and animals were becoming even more fierce. She began to realize that the Village was in danger. She realized this because a huge snake came up one of the trees and began to attack one of the Children. She managed to help but it was then she decided she needed to make a guild of guards. Something that would protect the Village in secret until they could figure out who was causing all the problems.
She formed the guild called the Protectors, allowing only those she truly trusted into her little guard. They mill through the Village at different intervals, hidden among the others, looking for those who act suspiciously and helping those who are in trouble.
the player,
»»alias: Andee
»»age: 19
»»contact: hawkfrosta@aol.com aim= hawkfrosta
»»rp sample:
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"A cobra in the disguise of a little girl."
the basics,
»»character full name:Hayyel Crawford
»»age: 18
»»sexual orientation: heterosexual
»»alignment: Light
»»position: Lead Hunter
»»gender: female
»»power: Earth: Heightened senses; her sense of smell, hearing and sight are heightened to that of the animals who have the highest amount of that. (IE Smell is that of a wolfs, sight is that of an eagles, hearing is that of a foxes, touch and taste included.)
the appearance,
»»eyes: Sea Green
»»markings: Two piercings on her right ear lobe and one piercing on her left. Three large claw marks over her heart, she received this in her first kill.
»»height: 5'8"
»»weight: 130 lbs.
»»general appearance: She is a pretty girl. She looks almost innocent until you get her angry, then her sea green eyes are sparking with anger and she is quick to lash out at you with her words. She has red hair and though tall she has quite nice curves. Delicate hips, but a chest big enough that you notice it. Her face has small features, a 'fairy' nose and and high fragile looking cheekbones. She is stronger than she looks and acts though. That is how she got to be lead hunter. Her eyes are intelligent and always seem to be taking in the surroundings. She wears jeans and regular plain shirts. Covering her shirts is a black and red leather jacket that is worn with age.
the personality,
»»likes:
*Running
*Knives
*The thrill of the hunt
*Reading
*Swimming
*Scents
*Regular Animals
»»dislikes:
*Most mutated animals
*Relaxation
*Most girls
*Smoking
*Evil
*Being caught unawares
»»strengths:
*Hunting Prowess, she is extremely good at hunting because of her power and her skills with the knife.
*Emotional Expressions, she is adept at reading the emotions that cross peoples' faces so she can often tell what they feel on a subject.
»»weaknesses:
*Truth Teller, she tells the truth no matter what. Whether it's what she feels or what she thinks on a subject. It often gets her in trouble.
*Kindness, she is an kind soul. Caring about those who are her friends deeply and even caring for those she doesn't like that much.
»»secrets: She is the leader of the Protectors.
»»general personality: Hayyel is almost naive some of the time. She is extremely sincere with her emotions and her words though. She will say what she thinks and show how she feels even if it get her in trouble. She rarely lies. She almost has a hero complex. She will save someone if they are in trouble and she sees them as pure enough to be saved. The problem with that is often she doesn't have enough strength to help them. She may be a good fighter but she doesn't have the powers that a lot of others have so she has to make up for it with her knife skills.
She hates people who are fake. In other words she doesn't like those who put on masks to hide their real feelings whether they have a reason for it or not, she just doesn't like it. She is very perceptive when it comes to emotions, she is good at reading children's' moods and feelings toward a subject by the 'tells' on their faces.
Hayyel dislikes the feeling of being confined and treasures the thought of freedom and the ability to stretch her 'wings'. She loves to run. It sets her at peace with the world that seems so screwed up that it confuses to the point of anger. She has a short temper, since she angers so quickly she is often called emotional (which she is). She is afraid of the thought of falling in love. For some reason that one unknown has always made her tremble inside. Giving herself over to somebody with complete and utter trust, she just doesn't understand it. She is strong for a child though (emotionally). She loves fiercely after someone has gained her friendship and protects intensely. She will be loyal to the end.
the history,
»»mother: Fellara (alive)
»»father: Tiro (alive)
»»siblings: none
»»others: none
»»background: She was born to a loving mother and father before the death of all the parents. She was nine years old when her mother and father died, one of the younger ones. She grew up quickly as all the Children seemed to after the death. They had to, they were taking care of themselves after all. She seemed to have an affinity for knives. Throwing or hand, she was good with them either way. She killed her first mutated animal on her twelfth birthday and it was after that kill that she felt the rush of her powers. She felt her senses become muddled and then sharpen extremely.
It was with these powers she became the lead hunter. She killed the mutated animals for their meat. She then began to realize a strange happening in the Forest. Trees were dying and animals were becoming even more fierce. She began to realize that the Village was in danger. She realized this because a huge snake came up one of the trees and began to attack one of the Children. She managed to help but it was then she decided she needed to make a guild of guards. Something that would protect the Village in secret until they could figure out who was causing all the problems.
She formed the guild called the Protectors, allowing only those she truly trusted into her little guard. They mill through the Village at different intervals, hidden among the others, looking for those who act suspiciously and helping those who are in trouble.
the player,
»»alias: Andee
»»age: 19
»»contact: hawkfrosta@aol.com aim= hawkfrosta
»»rp sample:
She was in one of the many forests inland of Oregon. What the name was she couldn't remember. Her form was pale against the darkness of the night. Bright emerald green eyes glittered in the darkness as they searched for the animal she was hunting. The Hunger had gotten to her before she had anything supernatural to track down. So right now she was trying to sate the gnawing in both her belly and mind, trying to rid herself of that horrible ache that drove her insane.
She held back a hiss of pain as another ache lanced through her gut. She shook her head trying to ignore the call of the beast, it would not help to have the cat out now not until the wind changed and she could creep up on her prey silently. Right now she could only hope these deer were tame enough not to be worried by a human. She had left her shoes by the path and now her smooth feet made barely any sound as she placed them carefully onto the ground. Her eyesight was better than a humans and she could see through the dark well enough to be able to avoid sticks and things that may make sound.
She inhaled deeply, her heightened sense of smell bringing in the scent of a young buck. She paced closer and her eyes found the darker shape in the night laying in sleep. She would wake him first, the thrill of the hunt would stop the Hunger more than the actual eating. She began to shift a loud groan left her lips as her body curved and bent, bones shaping themselves into something themselves entirely. Her muscles snapped and lengthened, tightening and curling around in other places they didn't belong in human form.
The deer started at the sound of her pained sounds and it was off leaping through the brush. IT mattered not though. Andee was soon in jaguar form and she was hunting. Running after him, leaping and diving over and under the undergrowth. The buck couldn't understand the smell of her as she came upon him. What creature was hunting her down, a mix between a Jaguar and some cat he had never smelled before. She was soon behind him and her claws extended as did her paw to hook his back leg and the buck stumbled just long enough for Andee to launch herself at his neck and crush his throat with her powerful jaws.
She pulled back as the buck fell to the ground and she began to lap at his blood. Then the cat began to feast. In the quiet night nothing could be heard but the shivering of the leaves and the dying buck beneath her as she tore into him while he was still alive.
She held back a hiss of pain as another ache lanced through her gut. She shook her head trying to ignore the call of the beast, it would not help to have the cat out now not until the wind changed and she could creep up on her prey silently. Right now she could only hope these deer were tame enough not to be worried by a human. She had left her shoes by the path and now her smooth feet made barely any sound as she placed them carefully onto the ground. Her eyesight was better than a humans and she could see through the dark well enough to be able to avoid sticks and things that may make sound.
She inhaled deeply, her heightened sense of smell bringing in the scent of a young buck. She paced closer and her eyes found the darker shape in the night laying in sleep. She would wake him first, the thrill of the hunt would stop the Hunger more than the actual eating. She began to shift a loud groan left her lips as her body curved and bent, bones shaping themselves into something themselves entirely. Her muscles snapped and lengthened, tightening and curling around in other places they didn't belong in human form.
The deer started at the sound of her pained sounds and it was off leaping through the brush. IT mattered not though. Andee was soon in jaguar form and she was hunting. Running after him, leaping and diving over and under the undergrowth. The buck couldn't understand the smell of her as she came upon him. What creature was hunting her down, a mix between a Jaguar and some cat he had never smelled before. She was soon behind him and her claws extended as did her paw to hook his back leg and the buck stumbled just long enough for Andee to launch herself at his neck and crush his throat with her powerful jaws.
She pulled back as the buck fell to the ground and she began to lap at his blood. Then the cat began to feast. In the quiet night nothing could be heard but the shivering of the leaves and the dying buck beneath her as she tore into him while he was still alive.
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