Just a little corridor for RP fodder, Not much to see here.
Feb 14, 2014 22:50:35 GMT -5
Post by •♥♦WatermelonWolfie♦♥• on Feb 14, 2014 22:50:35 GMT -5
As the title states, I'm just jotting down my characters that I will RP with right here, and that it's mostly copy/paste from applications. Nothing to squeal over, really.
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Name:
Argen
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Canis lupus occidentalis, or the Mackenzie Valley wolf/Canadian timber wolf/Northwestern wolf/Rocky Mountain wolf. Lots of nicknames, I know.
Looks:
One of the smallest in his litter, he stands at 32 inches tall at 1 and a quarter years of growth. His fur color is a mix of white, brown, and gray. The gray markings are like a forehead mask on his head, with a few patches of the color on his back, neck, legs, and tail. Argen's eyes are heterochromatic, or bi-colored. His right eye is a golden yellow, while his left is green. For some reason or other he tends to favor a walk that greatly resembles a trot, which may be enough to give him away if you've already seen him pace about.
Personality:
His actions around strangers can vary based on what ever he knows about them. If they look intimidating, he tends to stay away; If they seem nice, he'll return the friendliness. In the case of someone he can't quite crack, Argen may bark a little hello or start some simple small talk. After warming up to a fellow wolf, chances are that he'll be more social or open to them.
In a pack situation, Argen can be considered either friendly or antsy. The latter may stem from any tension with a pack mate. That tension can bud and bloom from a verbal or physical fight, or even mild annoyances that he may cause. Those sorts of small things to worry about can cost him a few hours of sleep for a while, due to some negative thoughts.
If any of his friends or bonded pack mates are confronted, usually Argen will stop in and try to protect them, though his loyalty has it's logical limits.
In an in-general exploration setting, Argen would be the one to go off the trail to poke a dead frog with a stick. He's got some natural curiosity in him, along with a bit of puppyhood childishness to compliment that behavior. Because of that, he can be prone to danger in situations where not much can be said to not do a certain thing.
History:
Though many may try to say that breaking away from your family's pack is a dramatic experience, I'll just state this: Argen grew up, decided to leave his natal pack to maybe get a girl or some friends along with a life other than caring for his younger siblings. Simple, isn't it? Well, that was only the start.
After dispersing from his pack, Argen struck it out in the woods off the territory. Was it a good idea? Yes... and no. On the positive side, he had no family drama to get stuck in or fights picked at him from his older sister, but it was a bit lonely. How would you feel if your only friends were the crows that laughed at whatever they thought was pathetic, resulting in some harsh words that would drive you to prey on them? ... Not to the last part of the example's extent, but hopefully you get the deal.
Past the crows and the teasing and the running around for a place to call home, Argen eventually came across a considerably sized stretch of woods that didn't seem to have a resident pack. Taking a logical standpoint, the wolf proclaimed to all within 2 meters of him; "I think this is a pretty good place!" And from there, it's all RP based events.
Other:
Due to his bad friends from before, Argen generally dislikes crows. Not talking the whole Corvidae family here, but just crows-crows.
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Wolf's Name:
Kaylene
Gender:
Female
Breed:
Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Age:
2 and a half years old
Physical Description:
An almost pure white Mackenzie Valley Wolf. Her fur is somewhat long, although it isn't enough to overheat her or make her too uncomfortable. Kaylene's eyes are a gold-ish brown, light enough to tell apart from her pupils. On her front legs there are two reddish-brown blotches that contrast with her lighter pelt. She's of average height and weight for her species/breed. Her way of walking can be seen as confident, with long strides and a steady pace.
Personality at the start of the RPs I'll put her in:
To strangers, she is rather guarded and secretive, if not cold or stubborn. She acts independently, brushing off what she may be told to do unless she agrees with it in her own mind. She is somewhat uncomfortable around large packs, but may cope better in small groups.
History:
Born as a loner to an outcast mother, Kalene grew up without knowledge of the pack life, other than when it would affect her own. As the only child to her inexperienced mother, she was treated as a precious treasure to her only parent. She would be told to never trust another wolf to keep her safe, and to stay away from the pack. Kalene was obedient, sticking close to her mother until the day she turned two years old. She began to explore her surroundings more, much to her mother's dismay. She would get scolded for running off too far, or for asking what her mother's childhood was like.
Eventually at the end of one of her winter expeditions, Kalene came back to her mother laying still in the den. Wondering why she would be unconscious at such a bright time of day, Kalene nuzzled her mother, trying to wake her up. However, prodding her brought the scent of blood to her nose, and she soon discovered two punctures in the leg of her mother, made by the fangs of a venomous snake. Kalene grieved for some time, although she managed to live on without her mother to guide her after the rough winter.
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Wolf's Name:
Kaylene
Gender:
Female
Breed:
Mackenzie Valley Wolf
Age:
2 and a half years old
Physical Description:
An almost pure white Mackenzie Valley Wolf. Her fur is somewhat long, although it isn't enough to overheat her or make her too uncomfortable. Kaylene's eyes are a gold-ish brown, light enough to tell apart from her pupils. On her front legs there are two reddish-brown blotches that contrast with her lighter pelt. She's of average height and weight for her species/breed. Her way of walking can be seen as confident, with long strides and a steady pace.
Personality at the start of the RPs I'll put her in:
To strangers, she is rather guarded and secretive, if not cold or stubborn. She acts independently, brushing off what she may be told to do unless she agrees with it in her own mind. She is somewhat uncomfortable around large packs, but may cope better in small groups.
History:
Born as a loner to an outcast mother, Kalene grew up without knowledge of the pack life, other than when it would affect her own. As the only child to her inexperienced mother, she was treated as a precious treasure to her only parent. She would be told to never trust another wolf to keep her safe, and to stay away from the pack. Kalene was obedient, sticking close to her mother until the day she turned two years old. She began to explore her surroundings more, much to her mother's dismay. She would get scolded for running off too far, or for asking what her mother's childhood was like.
Eventually at the end of one of her winter expeditions, Kalene came back to her mother laying still in the den. Wondering why she would be unconscious at such a bright time of day, Kalene nuzzled her mother, trying to wake her up. However, prodding her brought the scent of blood to her nose, and she soon discovered two punctures in the leg of her mother, made by the fangs of a venomous snake. Kalene grieved for some time, although she managed to live on without her mother to guide her after the rough winter.
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Also note that RP samples aren't really my thing, seeing as I usually need something to react to before writing. Hence why I prefer prompts over them. And that I write either very dryly and almost like a robot, or with a lot of 'comments' and sarcasm strewn throughout. I can't help it, it's just my style of writing.
We did get a demo simulator-like thing, too