Post by creamfang on Jan 19, 2006 20:00:11 GMT -5
0) Character Name: Creamfang [or CreamFang]
1) A character history. It must be detailed.
She was born to a normal wolf pack. Her kin were normal while she was not. Why? She was black while they were red. She had cream-colored paws while they were solid colors. She had wings while they had nothing to rest on their backs. Their parents were disgusted with her, and as soon as she was old enough to live on her own, she was thrown out. She was literally thrown out, as in....being thrown off a cliff. This was the pack's customs, whenever a pack-member died, or was disliked; they were thrown over the edge of the cliff. Wolves in other packs frowned on this, but this pack frowned on wolves of other packs.
She was thrown over, without even a naming ceremony. No one suspected that her wings would actually work, let alone sustain her lift. Her wings saved her, though. She was thankful for that, but that was the easy part of her life. She had discovered that she not only had three wings, but she was also beginning to sprout more tails than one, and she was getting warmer.... even though it was fall. She wandered around the land seeking a new pack. Every pack shunned her because of her wings and her tails...and the growing heat around her.
She named herself CreamFang for reasons she knew not, but the name stuck as more and more wolves began to murmur it under their breath, 'watch out for CreamFang!' or 'That girl right there, that hideous creature, never go near her...her name is CreamFang.' She was embarrassed and she tried to hide her features, only being more embarrassed in the end. That was, until she came to the world of Dapplewood. She saw above her a soaring wolf, much like her, and knew she was in the right place.
2) A character description.
CreamFang is a winged kitsune. Her body is composed of black fur with equally black feathers. All four of her paws are cream-colored. This females’ eyes are blue-green and her claws and teeth are a pearly white.
CreamFang is not shy, but she won’t go around boasting to others. She is the kind who would take punishment from others only if it was just, and exact punishment the same way. She is never mean, that is only if you are not mean to her…
3) List of abilities/powers, special items, ect.
She learned about her heat/fire powers early in her life. She know how to make fire-balls appear out of nowhere and also small meteors. She can also make heat shields that, obviously, shield her from harm. Water is the only thing that can put out her shields.
4) A sample role-play post. This is the most important part.
Her eyes scanned the terrain. The sky was blue with a hint of purple from the setting sun, and the ground was warm under her feet. The particular spot that she was in was bathed in sunlight, making her black fur-and feathers- shine an unusual blue. She smiled, a rare event [read history], and watched a flying kitsune, much like herself, soar through the air. The kitsune soon vanished out of sight and she was left by herself, again. Creamfang couldn’t help but wonder if the kitsune had been a scout. She growled, knowing the things that could come to her because she trespassed.
After a few heart pounding minutes she stood up and trotted over the terrain. There was snow on the ground, and it crunched under her feet, leaving the footprints of an intruder. Her smell couldn’t be helped either and she hoped that these wolves would not be hostile. Her eyes closed for a sneeze, then reopened. Yep, the same world, the same day, the same life, the same past…the same person as before.
1) A character history. It must be detailed.
She was born to a normal wolf pack. Her kin were normal while she was not. Why? She was black while they were red. She had cream-colored paws while they were solid colors. She had wings while they had nothing to rest on their backs. Their parents were disgusted with her, and as soon as she was old enough to live on her own, she was thrown out. She was literally thrown out, as in....being thrown off a cliff. This was the pack's customs, whenever a pack-member died, or was disliked; they were thrown over the edge of the cliff. Wolves in other packs frowned on this, but this pack frowned on wolves of other packs.
She was thrown over, without even a naming ceremony. No one suspected that her wings would actually work, let alone sustain her lift. Her wings saved her, though. She was thankful for that, but that was the easy part of her life. She had discovered that she not only had three wings, but she was also beginning to sprout more tails than one, and she was getting warmer.... even though it was fall. She wandered around the land seeking a new pack. Every pack shunned her because of her wings and her tails...and the growing heat around her.
She named herself CreamFang for reasons she knew not, but the name stuck as more and more wolves began to murmur it under their breath, 'watch out for CreamFang!' or 'That girl right there, that hideous creature, never go near her...her name is CreamFang.' She was embarrassed and she tried to hide her features, only being more embarrassed in the end. That was, until she came to the world of Dapplewood. She saw above her a soaring wolf, much like her, and knew she was in the right place.
2) A character description.
CreamFang is a winged kitsune. Her body is composed of black fur with equally black feathers. All four of her paws are cream-colored. This females’ eyes are blue-green and her claws and teeth are a pearly white.
CreamFang is not shy, but she won’t go around boasting to others. She is the kind who would take punishment from others only if it was just, and exact punishment the same way. She is never mean, that is only if you are not mean to her…
3) List of abilities/powers, special items, ect.
She learned about her heat/fire powers early in her life. She know how to make fire-balls appear out of nowhere and also small meteors. She can also make heat shields that, obviously, shield her from harm. Water is the only thing that can put out her shields.
4) A sample role-play post. This is the most important part.
Her eyes scanned the terrain. The sky was blue with a hint of purple from the setting sun, and the ground was warm under her feet. The particular spot that she was in was bathed in sunlight, making her black fur-and feathers- shine an unusual blue. She smiled, a rare event [read history], and watched a flying kitsune, much like herself, soar through the air. The kitsune soon vanished out of sight and she was left by herself, again. Creamfang couldn’t help but wonder if the kitsune had been a scout. She growled, knowing the things that could come to her because she trespassed.
After a few heart pounding minutes she stood up and trotted over the terrain. There was snow on the ground, and it crunched under her feet, leaving the footprints of an intruder. Her smell couldn’t be helped either and she hoped that these wolves would not be hostile. Her eyes closed for a sneeze, then reopened. Yep, the same world, the same day, the same life, the same past…the same person as before.
