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boy_bakal
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Lord of Pwnage
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| Joined: 30 Nov 2006 |
| Posts: 1920 |
| Location: Zero |
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Posted: Sat Aug 11, 2007 1:20 am Post subject: WtF: Faces of Lunacy Character Thread |
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Fill in the blanks below as appropriate for your Werewolf character:
Name:
Age:
Occupation:
Civil Status:
Contact with Family: (much, moderate, little, none, N/A)
Close Friends: (name + affiliation, as many as appropriate; optional)
(EDIT: The two previous lines are now conditionally mandatory; that is, if one is blank, the other must have at least one entry. If your character has no person closely connected to him outside of his pack, his harmony will be penalized. Because, after all, a werewolf who can find no close ties to any human being is that much closer to being the beast that he's become. You have been warned. And don't worry, I won't be constantly tormenting your loved ones in the campaign. Scout's honor.)
Auspice:
Tribe:
Renown:
-Purity:
-Glory:
-Honor:
-Wisdom:
-Cunning:
Height:
Weight:
Eye Color:
Hair Color:
Skin Color:
Everyday Attire:
Appearance Quirks:
Virtue:
Vice:
(Backstory goes here. Be as detailed as possible.)
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Revan
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Sith'ari, Chosen Heart of the Force
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| Joined: 04 Dec 2006 |
| Posts: 1552 |
| Location: Korriban |
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Posted: Mon Aug 13, 2007 10:40 pm Post subject: |
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(image taken from Blood+)
Name: Natasha "Tasha/Dasha/Dasher" G. Hunter
Age: 19
Occupation: Athlete
Civil Status: Single
Contact with Family: little contact with father (Richard Hunter), mother (Rachel Hunter) deceased.
Close Friends: Alex Faulkner, new acquaintance and gym training partner, visiting athlete. The two like each other, and are too damned proud to admit it, given that the two are always competing to be top dog in the gym. You know that kind of friendly half-serious competitiveness.
Auspice: Cahalith (Gibbous Moon)
Tribe: Blood Talons (Suthar Anzuth)
Renown:
-Purity:
-Glory: **
-Honor:
-Wisdom: *
-Cunning:
Height: 5'5
Weight: 125 lbs
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color (Hishu): Black (short)
Hair Color (Urhan): mottled Grey and Black
Skin Color: Fair
Everyday Attire: Tight cargo pants and ragged shirt or sports bra, leather jacket for the chill Bagiuo climate, running shoes or hiking boots. (Dedicated Outfit)
Appearance Quirks: Imagine a bigger and more toned Saya from Blood+. Usually has a focused and determined expression when she target fixates, or is unaware that others are around. The stern demeanor is occasionally broken by a few wistful looks, which may occasionally break into a full smile. (Blood Talon initiation scar still has to be detailed, will think about it).
Virtue: Hope
Vice: Pride
Vow: Offer No Surrender That You Would Not Accept
(Background adapted from Manitou Springs pregen character) Natasha grew up in the suburbs of Metro Manila, raised alone by her dad. Tasha has a few pictures of her mother, and a blurry recollection, but her mother died shortly after Tasha was born. Tasha suspects that her mother was a were, but can't dig up evidence or a relative who might know the truth. Her father, an American emigre, military man and athlete (until he blew his left knee in a tennis tournament) turned security consultant ended up raising a jock for a daughter. A natural athlete, she excelled in every sport she tried out for. While she wasn’t the center of her social circles, it was only because she saw the emptiness of it all. Only on the field (or the court or the track) with her blood pumping and the smell of victory in her grasp, did she feel truly alive and happy.
Gung-ho and energetic, she always aspired to give her all and take the top spot. She despises weakness, but she appreciates that cunning and knowledge are forms of strength. She has no problems with losing, so long as she knows that she gave her all and still lost because the other person was faster, stronger, tougher, smarter, or more cunning than her.
Her First Change took place during a marathon. Already feverish and unsteady from spirit-harassment and a "dog bite", Natasha, known as "Dash" in the gym, was making an exceptionally poor showing. She had twisted her ankle but kept going, frustrated, angry, and determined to finish. Already rocky from the stress, she changed when the moon rose. Semi-delirious, she shifted to the Urshul (Dire Wolf) form and finished the race, terrifying the other runners. That's when the local pack tracked her down and introduced her to her heritage.
She still keeps in touch with her dad, who thinks she burned out and ran off to find herself. He hopes she will return one day, but Dash is determined to keep him out of her dangerous life.
Story Hooks and Contacts:
-Searching for Mother: Natasha never really found out much about her mother, a Filipino woman who married her father. As she learns more about what it means to be an Uratha, Tasha is now looking for more information about her heritage. She suspects that her mother is the conduit for her wolf-blood, and is keeping an eye out for any information concerning her mother, Rachel Garcia.
-Roberto "Bert" (Blood Talon): The tall, scruffy Blood Talon who cornered Dash as she was raving through her First Change, it was through Bert's influence that Tasha was exposed to the martial philosophy of the Blood Talons, and he will also have played a part in any of her trials of initiation into the Suthar Anzuth.
-Loreseeker: The ancient tales of the Uratha, their stories of glory, sorrow, and honor fascinate Natasha, especially as her Auspice calls out to her. Dash has never received a lot of training in research, but she will go out of her way to pursue the lore, oral and written, of the Uratha, the Shadow Realm, and the Border Marches that the Forsaken patrol.
-Daily Routine: Tasha wakes up, does some morning stretching, and then sets off for the early morning patrol jog, first around the locus, then to the perimeter, and then a steadily narrowing spiral from the perimeter back down towards the locus. Tasha tries to keep a sharp eye out for anything unusual she may see in the physical and Hisil (Spirit World), using the moments when she paces down in order to use Dual Senses to look across into the Hisil. On an unusually quiet day (weekday, rainy day with few people around the roads), she may try to find a lonely spot along the way in order to shift to Urhan form to get a chance to run around in her wolf skin. If possible, she'll also try to get acquainted with other regulars in the jogging circuit, or other early birds doing their morning jogging, shopping, etc. If given a chance to enter Urhan, she tries to go hunting for the occasional stray cat or rats in the area, as bigger game would be scarce.
If unable to hunt in Urhan, then she'll loop back to the Pack Den and cook up breakfast, eating heartily. The one thing that she seriously misses from her old life is coffee and chocolate. Once a connoisseur of caffeinated products, Tasha finds having to avoid cola, cappuccino, and just about all of her old food vices most irritating. Still, it's a stricture that she won't forget easily, having had a brush with death early on in her training when she drank a cup of espresso and then shifted, unaware of the caffeine's effects on her lupine metabolism. After half an hour of thrashing and writhing in the grip of the resulting seizure, she was finally able to shift back to Hishu form. Dash still shudders to think of how close she came to death that time.
After breakfast, it's either a visit to the gym, or a dive into the Hisil to explore the other side of the Gauntlet and commune with (and occasionally provide chiminage to) the Pack's totem spirit, Eagle Who-Walks-In-The-Sun, aka Betsy.
Ref. pics: (character looks like an older Blood+'s Saya, so use these for reference)
Just lengthen the hair a bit, and make her look a bit more hard edged and aggressive.
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Words are the only bullets in truth's bandolier. And poets are the snipers.
-George Wu (The Hyperion Cantos, Dan Simmons) |
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Acid Blue
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Old Dragon
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| Joined: 06 Mar 2007 |
| Posts: 415 |
| Location: Somewhere out there... |
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Posted: Tue Aug 21, 2007 11:34 am Post subject: |
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Name: Alexander Miguel "Blue" Meyer
Age: 21
Occupation: Street Fighter
Civil Status: Single
Contact with Family: mother little, father deceased
Close Friend/s: Pedro Sandoval ("mentor", deceased), Jaime Anne
Loquias ("sparring" partner, mutual attraction but
maintains that they "hate" each other)
Auspice: Full moon
Tribe: Blood Talons
Height: 5'11
Weight 204 lbs
Eye Color Green
Hair Color Black (flat top)
Skin Color: Light
Everyday attire: loose cargo pants w/ cut sleeve shirt usually black
or dark blue, Timberland Boots
Apperance Quirk: Imagine Guts from Berserk w/ flat top cut and
bigger build. Everyday face seems never serious
and always smiling. During fights solid almost
merciless look.
Virtue: Faith
Vice: Pride
Vow: Offer No Surrender You Would Not Accept
Raised in Manila by his parents, Blue entered PMA after graduating from high school, as it was expected of him as his deceased father was after all a retired Colonel in the US Marines, his older brother currently a Captain in the US Seals, and his older sister a Lieutenant in the US Air Force. He was throw out when he assaulted one of his drill sergeants nearly to death. He remained in Baguio, not wanting to have an argument with his brother and sister who he currently has no contact with. He makes a living freelancing as a self-defense instructor at the gym he frequents and as a streetfighter at night. He maintains some connection with his mother in Manila calling her from time to time sometimes sending her money.
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oghma
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Ancient Dragon
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| Joined: 20 Mar 2007 |
| Posts: 857 |
| Location: The Happy Hunting Grounds |
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Posted: Sun Sep 09, 2007 1:30 pm Post subject: |
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Rob (surname to follow)
Occupation: Unemployed and AWOL student
Age 19
Contact with family: little, contacts them when he needs to
Civil status: Single
Height: 6 feet flat
Eye color: hazel
Hair color: black/brown
Closest relation: June (girlfriend)
Overall Appearance: Looks just like me but taller and a little more muscular.
Auspice: Elodoth
Tribe: Storm Lords
Renown:
Honor: ***
Virtue: Temperance
Vice: Lust
Bio: Was once a sex maniac before his first change. But after his induction to the Storm Lords, he learned to control his desires and respect everyone, including women around him. Relatively a nice guy and has a strong sense of justice, gets irritated when someone crosses his path in the wrong way. Knows how to defend himself properly and has mastered the art of Muay Thai, his favorite move is the knee charge.
Visits UP Baguio every weekend to meet up with his girlfriend June. Very protective. 
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"LOL! If someone mugged me while this song was playing, I would know that they meant business. " -another random youtuber |
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