Post by ~*Lust*~*Darcia*~ on Aug 13, 2007 22:44:00 GMT -5
Name: Darcia
Age: Looks 18
Sex: Male
Race: Lycan
Birthdate: August 16
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Left eye is gold, right eye is green
Blood Type: AB
Height: 6'11
Weight: 167lbs
Sexuality: Unknown
Class: Assassin
Hobbies: Hunting, fighting, fending for himself, protecting others, being lazy
Talents: Hunting, fighting
Persona: Darcia is complicated to say the least, he is always calm, understanding and a good listener. He is laid back and easy to get along with but when his friends are involved her is more then a little bit protective. He is usually stuck in the middle and never takes sides, He enjoys just laying around and being alone though he would never object to others joining him. He is a thoughtful and interesting wolf, he is good conversation and if you ever need any advice he's always there. And yet he is misunderstood by many, this is how his friends see him and people he likes. To other he is a cold and ruthless killer with no heart. He is calm composed, closed off and has a twisted mind. He is the perfect fighter and an amazing hunter. He is disturbing and almost scary. He carries himself with an air of importance and and a sinister aura. He moves with cat like grace and always has that haunting feel about him. He is different with people he likes and others.
Likes: Blood, quiet, nature, fighting, being with friends, tall wolves, muscular wolves, strong wolves, thick coats, odd color eyes, damsels in distress
Dislikes: Weaklings, bullies, skinny wolves, reference to his past, bringing up his sister, bringing up his family
Favorite Color: White and red
Favorite Animal: Wolves
Favorite Food: Meat
Favorite Beverage: Water
Favorite Quote: "Bite me"
Markings: Darcia has had anything but a good life, he is literally coated in scars but other then that he has no markings.
Piercings: None
Equipment: Teeth and claws
Abilities: Has his human, werewolf then wolf form. Also he isn't affected by other people powers, and be doesn't have any of his own, he's just a normal werewolf...
History: Kaume and Adva were probably the lowest ranking wolves in the pack so when they had their children of course they were even lower on the pecking order. The children were always part of the pack but they were more slaves then members of the pack. They were used as punching bags and toys, treated as outcasts and freaks when they were no different from anyone else. Lilith was an albino but her eyes were red so she was different but not by much. Darcia learned to take things without a word as did Lilith and they found company in each other's company. After a year of taking this they were forced out of the pack and had to fend for themselves though often Darcia was left fending for both of them.
The alpha female died and the alpha male took Adva as his new mate. Of course she had no say in it and soon she had their son and 2 still borns. A male named Talcum whom took to the heir role almost immediately. He enjoyed bossing Darcia and Lilith around from the moment he could talk to the minute his father died when he was a year and he had to take over. Now at 2 years old both Lilith and Darcia hated his guts. A few months later there was an attack on the new alpha who claimed to have seen white on the wolf and it was a female because she was skinny. All attention was on Lilith suddenly and she was taken off to be killed . Then all of a sudden Darcia was alone.
He was laying around one day about a month after his sister's death when Talcum came to beat on him. Darcia stared blankly at the smaller and younger wolf as he approached with a wicked sneer. Darcia sneered as he stood as well, drawing himself to his huge, towering height. He killed his brother with a swift strike to the throat then sat back as he watched him fall to the ground, gurgling and gasping for air as his own blood filled his lungs. Darcia left after that and after about half a year of traveling and now 3 Darcia ran into a scared looking female named Lust whom he immediately liked. They have been traveling around for quite a while now.
Secret Word: Feathered Apples
Appearance: Darcia is huge, muscular and made for strength and yet unimaginably agile. He is always one step ahead of everyone and he is literally coated in scars. He hasn't had the best life but he still has a long one ahead of him. He is large, bigger then almost any other wolf and he is heavily muscled with literally no fat on his body. He is evenly proportioned with a heavy body over strong legs. Also his right eye is an almost neon green while his left eye remains gold. He is pure black with no whit eon him except the silver lines what spiderweb across his pelt. In human form he is African American, if you don't like it then take it up with the giant, savage werewolf...
Age: Looks 18
Sex: Male
Race: Lycan
Birthdate: August 16
Hair Color: Black
Eye Color: Left eye is gold, right eye is green
Blood Type: AB
Height: 6'11
Weight: 167lbs
Sexuality: Unknown
Class: Assassin
Hobbies: Hunting, fighting, fending for himself, protecting others, being lazy
Talents: Hunting, fighting
Persona: Darcia is complicated to say the least, he is always calm, understanding and a good listener. He is laid back and easy to get along with but when his friends are involved her is more then a little bit protective. He is usually stuck in the middle and never takes sides, He enjoys just laying around and being alone though he would never object to others joining him. He is a thoughtful and interesting wolf, he is good conversation and if you ever need any advice he's always there. And yet he is misunderstood by many, this is how his friends see him and people he likes. To other he is a cold and ruthless killer with no heart. He is calm composed, closed off and has a twisted mind. He is the perfect fighter and an amazing hunter. He is disturbing and almost scary. He carries himself with an air of importance and and a sinister aura. He moves with cat like grace and always has that haunting feel about him. He is different with people he likes and others.
Likes: Blood, quiet, nature, fighting, being with friends, tall wolves, muscular wolves, strong wolves, thick coats, odd color eyes, damsels in distress
Dislikes: Weaklings, bullies, skinny wolves, reference to his past, bringing up his sister, bringing up his family
Favorite Color: White and red
Favorite Animal: Wolves
Favorite Food: Meat
Favorite Beverage: Water
Favorite Quote: "Bite me"
Markings: Darcia has had anything but a good life, he is literally coated in scars but other then that he has no markings.
Piercings: None
Equipment: Teeth and claws
Abilities: Has his human, werewolf then wolf form. Also he isn't affected by other people powers, and be doesn't have any of his own, he's just a normal werewolf...
History: Kaume and Adva were probably the lowest ranking wolves in the pack so when they had their children of course they were even lower on the pecking order. The children were always part of the pack but they were more slaves then members of the pack. They were used as punching bags and toys, treated as outcasts and freaks when they were no different from anyone else. Lilith was an albino but her eyes were red so she was different but not by much. Darcia learned to take things without a word as did Lilith and they found company in each other's company. After a year of taking this they were forced out of the pack and had to fend for themselves though often Darcia was left fending for both of them.
The alpha female died and the alpha male took Adva as his new mate. Of course she had no say in it and soon she had their son and 2 still borns. A male named Talcum whom took to the heir role almost immediately. He enjoyed bossing Darcia and Lilith around from the moment he could talk to the minute his father died when he was a year and he had to take over. Now at 2 years old both Lilith and Darcia hated his guts. A few months later there was an attack on the new alpha who claimed to have seen white on the wolf and it was a female because she was skinny. All attention was on Lilith suddenly and she was taken off to be killed . Then all of a sudden Darcia was alone.
He was laying around one day about a month after his sister's death when Talcum came to beat on him. Darcia stared blankly at the smaller and younger wolf as he approached with a wicked sneer. Darcia sneered as he stood as well, drawing himself to his huge, towering height. He killed his brother with a swift strike to the throat then sat back as he watched him fall to the ground, gurgling and gasping for air as his own blood filled his lungs. Darcia left after that and after about half a year of traveling and now 3 Darcia ran into a scared looking female named Lust whom he immediately liked. They have been traveling around for quite a while now.
Secret Word: Feathered Apples
Appearance: Darcia is huge, muscular and made for strength and yet unimaginably agile. He is always one step ahead of everyone and he is literally coated in scars. He hasn't had the best life but he still has a long one ahead of him. He is large, bigger then almost any other wolf and he is heavily muscled with literally no fat on his body. He is evenly proportioned with a heavy body over strong legs. Also his right eye is an almost neon green while his left eye remains gold. He is pure black with no whit eon him except the silver lines what spiderweb across his pelt. In human form he is African American, if you don't like it then take it up with the giant, savage werewolf...
