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« Thread Started on Sept 2, 2007, 4:50pm » | |
Name:
On DF I am Velia, here I am Astraea, in RL I am Beth.
Age: 20, but not for much longer.
Birthday: October 7th
Appearance: I am short, I am scrawny, I am pale, I have dark hair, I have blue eyes, I wear contacts, and since I can't dye my hair fun colors anymore I love wigs. Being all adulty sucks, but at least I have money for kickass hair I don't have to do much with.
Home life: I live with my boyfriend (henceforth know as Nich, cuz that's his name), have for two years, and we've been together for 3. We have a dog (Girl), two cats (Sabbath and Vegas), and an iguana (Eddie). His dad lives with us, yeah, it's our house, and it's kinda straining after two years but, eh, what can you do? We had another dog, Buster, he was the best damn dog ever, but sadly he passed away Aug. 6th.
School life: I was taking online classes but didn't manage to sign up for any this semester. I'm working on all the gen. ed crap for now but eventually I will get my bachelors in Chemistry.
Work Life: I work full time in city hall. I sell bus passes to crack heads, food handlers permits to crack heads, and issue all the building and contractors permits and licenses in the city I work at. If something new and cool is coming to town, I am the first to know. Go me!
Down time: I.have.no.life. I enjoy being addicted to the computer. I can be found online after 6 most weeknights, and tend to be online all day during the weekends and holidays. I am not just the geek you see before you though, I am also a domestic diva. I love to sew and cook, and most nights I come home from a long day at work, cook supper for the boys, and then clean up before I even get online. How crazy is that?
Hobbies: I read, I write, I sew, I craft, I draw, I RP, I'm a loser.
Personality: I act immature after work. I spend all day being an adult, kissing up to people I don't like, dealing with stinky crack heads, when I come home, I don't care anymore. I am allowed to be an idiot for 4 hours of the day I think. So I'm goofy... -shrugs-
The rest of the time, even when I'm being crazy, I am really laid back. I don't really like actual fleshy people too much, but no one would ever know. A good word for me would be doormat. I've always been like that, but at least I know it.
My motto: "It could be worse..." this is often followed by "...you could have internal parasites." The reason for my motto? I've already had the worse day of my life, it's all uphill from here baby.
I plead my case: If I ever have a really crappy post, with lots of grammatical errors and misspelled words, love me anyway, and keep in mind I just spent 8 hours with crazies.
One Last Note: Yes, I realize most of this is a copy paste from DF. Sorry, I'm still trying to get all of the articles that I want up. History writing is a beyotch.
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« Reply #1 on Sept 2, 2007, 4:57pm » | |
Name: Astraea
Gender: Female
Species: Timber Wolf
Age: 2 years
Description
Eyes: Such a light blue they are nearly white.
Coat: Black, tail tipped in white.
Weight: 63 lbs
Size: Five foot
Stature: Small, muscular but not bulky.
Markings: Four scars on her left cheek.
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Personality:
Astraea is the epitome of a tomboy. She grew up with brothers and loved every minute of it. She hates being treated as frail or any different in the fact that she is female. She is temperamental at times but for the most part she is very easy going.
She finds the she-wolves that fall all over themselves over the males a joke. She's sarcastic, feisty, and has more fun fighting with words than teeth and claws. Don't think of this as a weakness though, she could defend herself again 6 older brothers, she can defend herself against anything.
As a leader she is diplomatic, caring, protective and fairly laid back. She is strict when the situation calls for it but she refuses to be an overbearing mother to her pack. She is quick to take new comers into her pack, but will also give them very few chances. If a wolf endangers her pack members though there will be no warning.
History:
Astraea didn't have a hard life. Her parents were the alpha's of her pack and they were never killed. She had many, many healthy brothers, none of her sisters ever survived, that thought her how to play, how to fight, and how to hunt. Her pack has never been in danger, and always lived in peace with the other packs. She had the perfect life, and she hated it. She was to take over the pack when the time came, so her whole life it was "Astraea, darling, be more lady like. Astraea, don't do that. Astraea, what will the others think?"
She had finally had enough. She stopped only briefly at the entrance to her parents part of the den to wish them a silent goodbye. She bid goodbye to those brothers she had that hadn't left the pack yet, and she left her homelands.
Months later one of her younger brothers had tracked her down, he was badly wounded and nearly collapsed from exhaustion. He spoke of a war that had broken out between her parents pack and the pack they had been at peace with for as long as any one could remember. No matter how the she-wolf tried her would not go into specifics on how the war broke out, but the look in his eyes spoke of something treacherous. Her brothers last breath was used to beg her to return home, how could she not?
It took Astraea a few days to return to the lands she had grown up in, she slept only once, when she absolutely had to. She now understood why her brother had looked the way he had, she doubted he had stopped at all. She reached her family's borders at dawn, and she barely recognized the place where she had grown up.
The stench of death hung in the thick air. There was an eerie silence and each foot fall seemed to echo within the forest. There were no animals, no birds chirping, nothing. Fear struck her heart first the first time and she raced to the dens, empty. She howled loudly, no reply. The black wolf bolted from the territory to the neutral ground.
It took far too long to reach the meeting grounds between the packs, maybe they had reached a truce, maybe her parents would be so overwhelmed to see her again that they would forgive her disobedience. A new thought occurred to the she-wolf, had her disappearance been the cause of the war? All thought process stopped when she reached her destination, all muscle control stopped as well and she sank to the ground, eyes wide and mouth gaping.
The scene before her was nearly beyond belief. The ground was stained red, dozens of lifeless piles of fur littered the clearing.Surely there were survivors! Astraea took a deep breath, collected herself, and sat out on the task of finding someone alive, finding her family.
The sun had nearly sank beneath the horizon when Astraea had finally stopped. She was covered in blood from trying to identify those that were scattered around her, it seemed that all of both packs where here. She found all but two of her brothers, one she knew had been sent for her, she assumed the other had as well. She would tend to her family tomorrow, she needed sleep, she needed to get out of here, she just needed to go back to the dens.
She was heading back to the territory, head hung low, ears drooping, when suddenly she heard a snap, a low whisper, yet another whisper. How many wolves were behind her, she tried to remain calm and act as if she hadn't heard anything. So there were survivors, and definitely not any from her pack or they would have shown themselves already. Anger rose within her, she had to remain calm, she mentally prepared herself for for the attack, and then it came.
An hour or so later she drug herself into the dens. She was now saturated with her own blood, her left cheek was so swollen she could barely see out of that eye, she felt broken. Three wolves had jumped her, the hurt by the loss of her family and her adrenaline gave her the strength to take them out one by one, but not without taking blows. She had been bitten, head butted, clawed at, and felt like she had been ran over by a heard of bison in the process. It would take her quite some time to recover, but she would, and she would rebuild the greatness of her family.
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« Reply #2 on Sept 2, 2007, 5:05pm » | |
Name: Litai
Gender: Female
Species: Arctic Wolf
Age: 3 years
Description
Eyes: Black
Coat: White
Weight: 76 lbs
Size: Height - 28 inches / Length - 5.5 feet
Build: Lean
Markings: None
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Personality:
Litai can be easily described as a haughty, sarcastic, fractious, irascible, misanthropic, and bitter. To sum it up, she's not really a ray of sunshine. However, she does not run her mouth that often. She'd prefer to sit back and watch the stupidity unfold rather than subject herself to it.
History:
Litai was born to two hunters in a pack some ways from Delphi. They were well respected in the pack for always seeming to bring in meat, even when times were lean, but this insolent act could not go unpunished. The two hunters would told they could raise the pups until they were a year old, and then the offspring must leave the pack or face death for staying. Grateful the pups had not been slaughtered on the spot Litai's parents raised her to be able to fend for herself, taught her and her brothers to hunt before they had even lost their milk teeth, and taught they to fight the only way they knew how, by example.
On the day of her first birthday she was exiled from the pack lands, but not before witnessing the death of her eldest brother by her fathers own hand. While most would have felt remorse, she simply shook her head and walked on. Her parents had told them from day one that they would be forced to leave, and when the time came they must do so. Her brother was an idiot.
She traveled with the surviving brother for a while, but soon grew tired of his company and left him alone one night. Since then she had been on her own, and has rather liked it that way.
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