Post by Monster on Dec 29, 2011 13:05:31 GMT -5
Name: Fatale Monstrum
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Base Color: Black
Markings: The fur on her paws looks like they were dipped in bright aqua ink to just past the toes. Her tail also is tipped in the bright aqua color as well as most of both ears. Her eyes have brilliant aqua patches around them with zigzagged looking mark below them of the same coloration.
Mutation(s): Large feathered wings, the color is mainly aqua, but the ends of the feathers are ink black
Eye Color: Lime green
Defects: She has an odd type of insanity. Normally, she is as calm and clear-headed as anywolf, but when she gets into a fight, it takes over. This is mostly genetic, but not totally. Basically, she won't stop a fight until someone makes her, or someone ends up dead.
Personality: Monstrum is a bit random, and her personality traits seem to take turns showing themselves. Some would think, and rightly so, after hearing of her history that she might have gone a bit crazy. That is probably true, but not in a way that affects her with a very greatly negative impact at all.
She is quite shy at times and doesn't socialize with others much. Sometimes she needs a bit of a break from the world. It all can overwhelm her, and in such a frail, weak looking body, she feels like a bug waiting to be squished at times. But that won't always stop her. No matter how shy or fearful she gets, a survival instant keeps her from total withdrawal. Only a little help is needed, and maybe it can be erased. If only to save her.
When she isn't so overcome, the Fae is rather bold, and always ready to experience something new. Her heart is often open, and she has a good perception of others around her. When looking for information from someone, she won't stop all together until she knows what she wanted to.
On the outside, she can be gruff, and occasionally mean to others who push her too far. But once you peel back the layer of unwillingness her past helped develop, she really is kind and accepting. She doesn't mind being around others and can, when the mood strikes, be very friendly. It just takes time for her to warm up to those she doesn't know too well.
She can often become a peacemaker, one who helps resolve conflict rather then let fights develop. She doesn't like seeing anger among those who are close to one another, and if sometimes flares up her compassion. Somethings she doesn't give to most anyone. All she wants is to belong.
At the same time she can have a darker side. When aggravated, she will use any manner of tricks and knowledge she collected to beat a stronger opponent. If aggravated, she has been know to throw around insults in another language. (Latin darlings)
How she acts is most often determined by mood. Also, how those around her are acting and treating her at the time. Also, sometimes she might just have a random rush of a certain emotion. Don't we all? But it she does get into a fight, the longer she fights the more her insanity overcomes her mind. After a while she must be stopped if death is not intended for her opponent. She has little control over this and it scares her sometimes. One more reason she doesn't like any type of conflict.
History: optional A long time ago she used to live quite happily within a pack. It consisted of many of her siblings, parents, and other relatives, plus the occasional newly joined member. She learned a lot, quickly and had a good life. All she wanted was to have lots of fun and be the best pack member she could possibly be. She even had a small crush on another member of the small pack. But this all ended rapidly.
For unknown reasons pack-members started disappearing. She never saw where they went, and only got to hear bits of conversations from others here and there. One day she found the torn up body of an older sibling lying in the forest, the scent of another pack all over him. The sight was etched in her mind forever. After that she brought some older pack members to see the horrific sight, and it was a massive mistake.
They told her to stay behind by the dens. She waited and waited, pacing around fearfully. All was for naught. Soon the remaining pack members were gone as soon as her eyes left them for a moment, as if erased by the wind. She was forever scared by these events, finding it difficult to trust anyone at all.
Age: 3
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Heterosexual
Base Color: Black
Markings: The fur on her paws looks like they were dipped in bright aqua ink to just past the toes. Her tail also is tipped in the bright aqua color as well as most of both ears. Her eyes have brilliant aqua patches around them with zigzagged looking mark below them of the same coloration.
Mutation(s): Large feathered wings, the color is mainly aqua, but the ends of the feathers are ink black
Eye Color: Lime green
Defects: She has an odd type of insanity. Normally, she is as calm and clear-headed as anywolf, but when she gets into a fight, it takes over. This is mostly genetic, but not totally. Basically, she won't stop a fight until someone makes her, or someone ends up dead.
Personality: Monstrum is a bit random, and her personality traits seem to take turns showing themselves. Some would think, and rightly so, after hearing of her history that she might have gone a bit crazy. That is probably true, but not in a way that affects her with a very greatly negative impact at all.
She is quite shy at times and doesn't socialize with others much. Sometimes she needs a bit of a break from the world. It all can overwhelm her, and in such a frail, weak looking body, she feels like a bug waiting to be squished at times. But that won't always stop her. No matter how shy or fearful she gets, a survival instant keeps her from total withdrawal. Only a little help is needed, and maybe it can be erased. If only to save her.
When she isn't so overcome, the Fae is rather bold, and always ready to experience something new. Her heart is often open, and she has a good perception of others around her. When looking for information from someone, she won't stop all together until she knows what she wanted to.
On the outside, she can be gruff, and occasionally mean to others who push her too far. But once you peel back the layer of unwillingness her past helped develop, she really is kind and accepting. She doesn't mind being around others and can, when the mood strikes, be very friendly. It just takes time for her to warm up to those she doesn't know too well.
She can often become a peacemaker, one who helps resolve conflict rather then let fights develop. She doesn't like seeing anger among those who are close to one another, and if sometimes flares up her compassion. Somethings she doesn't give to most anyone. All she wants is to belong.
At the same time she can have a darker side. When aggravated, she will use any manner of tricks and knowledge she collected to beat a stronger opponent. If aggravated, she has been know to throw around insults in another language. (Latin darlings)
How she acts is most often determined by mood. Also, how those around her are acting and treating her at the time. Also, sometimes she might just have a random rush of a certain emotion. Don't we all? But it she does get into a fight, the longer she fights the more her insanity overcomes her mind. After a while she must be stopped if death is not intended for her opponent. She has little control over this and it scares her sometimes. One more reason she doesn't like any type of conflict.
History: optional A long time ago she used to live quite happily within a pack. It consisted of many of her siblings, parents, and other relatives, plus the occasional newly joined member. She learned a lot, quickly and had a good life. All she wanted was to have lots of fun and be the best pack member she could possibly be. She even had a small crush on another member of the small pack. But this all ended rapidly.
For unknown reasons pack-members started disappearing. She never saw where they went, and only got to hear bits of conversations from others here and there. One day she found the torn up body of an older sibling lying in the forest, the scent of another pack all over him. The sight was etched in her mind forever. After that she brought some older pack members to see the horrific sight, and it was a massive mistake.
They told her to stay behind by the dens. She waited and waited, pacing around fearfully. All was for naught. Soon the remaining pack members were gone as soon as her eyes left them for a moment, as if erased by the wind. She was forever scared by these events, finding it difficult to trust anyone at all.
