[My pride] Wolfs Rain OC roleplay [As a wolf]
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I have recently gotten into this series again, and I figured it'd be fun to roleplay with others. The title pretty much says it all. Set in the Wolfs Rain time period, but we will be our own pack. We will be looking for paradise, same as Kiba and the others. No one will be playing any of the original wolves. This is an original character rp. We can use the humans as assisting characters if we need to though. ^.^
Rules
-All Subeta Rules apply- -I'm only hoping for three of four, and if we must, five pack members. Too many members usually results in the RP dying.- -Literacy is a must. I love to write two to three paragraphs, but they don't have to be long ones. I don't need a novel. And writer's block is always fine. I'm just looking for you to show me that you can write grammatically correct paragraphs of a decent length.- -Post your favorite song in your post, letting me know you have read all of my rules.- -You don't have to ask to join, just follow the rule above and you're good.-
Skelly
Name: Age (wolf and human): Appearance (wolf and human): Personality: Bio: Other (sexuality, pack rank, etc):
I shall post my skelly after the first poster. And lets refrain from having a multitude of the same color wolf. So let's not have three black wolves.
Just so you know, my wolf is white/gray. So don't think about having a white wolf. XD
((Sure thing, Wicker! =D
I totally forgot to say this, lol: you don't have to ask to join. Just do what the rules ask you to do and you're fine. ^.^))
I wanna join!
Name: Selina
Age: 20
Hair: Messy brown hair with red on the tips
Personality- fearless, cunning, brave, strong, loyal, cute, happy, friendly
Wolf form- red scarf around her neck, light brown fur.
Do u need anything else?
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((May fav song at the moment is In God's Eyes by Saving Abel :D))
Name: Victor Karraway
Age (wolf and human): 23
Appearance (wolf and human):
Human- A tall man, about 6'2". He has strong features, with a bit of muscle on him. His hair is short, but still manages to be messy. It is a deep auburn, like dark brown with a reddish tint, and darker tips. His eyes are bright green with darker emerald around the rims. His skin a slightly tanned, and he has a bit of freckles across his nose and down his arms.
Wolf- A big, broad wolf with long legs and huge paws. His fur is short, but not too short, and is the same shade of auburn as his human hair. His paws, tail and ears all fade into black. His fur is speckled with black, like freckles. His eyes are the same brilliant green.
Personality: Stoic, and often very serious. He doesn't smile a lot, and doesn't really talk a lot either. He is the strong silent type. He can come off as rude sometimes, and a bit stand-offish. He does have a short temper sometimes, and when he lashes out, you'd best run as fast as your legs can carry you.
Bio: He grew up as most wolves do, in secret and on the run. He didn't have a pack at first, and learned to fend for himself well. He prefers his wolf form to his human form, as he doesn't like to interact with humans often. He found this pack though, and has stayed with it, searching for Paradise.
Other (sexuality, pack rank, etc): He is bi-sexual, but doesn't often thing about things like that much. Others often strayed away from him because of his intimidating looks and personality. As for Pack Rank, he isn't really sure. He definitely isn't last, but maybe somewhere in the middle.
((Is this okay? :3))
((Wicker, yours is lovely. Sexy.No.jutsu, I'm hoping you'll put more into your posts than you did into your skelly (Wicker's length is perfect). I do expect at least a couple of paragraphs a response. I hope I don't sound rude @.<
My favorite song, at the moment, is Gekidou by UVERworld))
Here's my skelly:
Name: Soren
Age: 4 || 16
Personality: He's relatively quiet. He's happy, he just doesn't usually show it. Because of his past, he's very protective of his pack mates and makes sure they're all together. He wants to go to paradise, but not without finding his brother first. He likes to be with other wolves and he often likes to be treated like a little brother.
Bio: When he was younger he was a part of a pack that lived in a run-down city. The pack was thriving and doing well, when suddenly soldiers showed up and slaughtered the wolves. Two survived - two wolf cubs, Soren and his older brother Kip. The two pups tried to make it on their own, but had to move to the city. They got separated by soldiers - Kip made Soren run while he was taken. Soren lived on his own since he was about one and a half.
Other: Nothing really. He's not really attracted to anyone yet. If he's anything he's a pack leader because of his protective nature, but he's not an aggressive pack leader.
((Yay, thank you! <3 I can't wait till this rp starts. :D I'm like, in love with Wolfs Rain. xDD))
(It's perfect, Lil_Rae. Twins are always fun. You just forgot one little thing in your post. nods up to rules It's rule number...counts dashes 4, I believe. ^.^
I'll wait for one other person, then we can start. 8D))
((You're totally right. I'm so sorry, I missed it. is shot
Welcome, Toxic_Emo! Love the character!
Alrighty, our pack looks solid! Is excited))
A white muzzle dipped into the melting stream and drank the water delicately, barely creating a ripple. The wolf lifted his head, ears back, his blue/gray eyes gazing off into the distance. He heard the groaning of machines and talking somewhere in the distance. There was a town up ahead. He raised his gray nose and sniffed the air, searching for the scent of wolves. He smiled slightly. He smelled quite a few. He didn't know if they were in the town, but he knew they were nearby.
'It's a nice afternoon,' Soren thought to himself, looking up at the sky. You couldn't see the sun, since it had been snowing for a few weeks now, but the sky was gray, and so was everything else. It wasn't dark, and it wasn't light. He loved it like that.
Deciding he was hungry and he wanted to see if the wolves were in the town, he lifted himself up to his full height, which wasn't very large, and started loping to the town. He shook his head as he ran, getting the snow off of his ears. He hoped he didn't get caught in town - he didn't want to fall into the same fate his brother did.
After a few minutes he saw the town come into view: a rusty-looking place, with many collapsed buildings amongst the still standing ones. It was a decent city, compared to some of the others Soren had seen. He looked around, making sure there were no people around. He wanted to stay in his wolf form as long as possible. And besides, because he wasn't very large, at a far-away glance he looked like a dog to some. He entered the town at a trot, looking around for any soldiers or people. He saw a few people, but they were busy either walking or shopping or doing other things. They paid him no mind.
[Can I join the pack still? :) ...My current favourite song right now would be...Wack! by Mindless Self Indulgence~]
Name: Aaron Grottor Age: 2 // 14 Appearance: Wolf--Small, and although it doesn't look like it with his thick fur, malnourished. His fur is a light golden color with hints of light red in it and his eyes are baby blue. Human--Despite his age, he is rather small and frail looking. With his round, blue eyes and softened features he has an almost childlike aura to him. He has short, strawberry blonde hair that reaches his chin and smooth, fair skin. He usually wears a plain gray hoodie, that's a little too big, and khaki shorts with gray sneakers. Personality: Aaron is very shy and timid due to his rank in the pack and he doesn't really like the company of other wolves or people because he fears that they might hurt him in some way. He gets extremely nervous at the most ridiculous things and he almost always thinks of the worst thing that could happen. When he's alone or with someone very close to him he's usually calm and laidback, and his voice and eyes soften, so it seems like he's in a trance like state. Bio: Aaron had been alone most of his life, except for when he was growing up with his father. But he still felt alone because his father would ignore him and stay stuck in his office most of the day. His father would also come home drunk some days and abuse Aaron, both verbally and physically. Aaron stayed stuck in his room a lot, hiding from his father. Then one day, Aaron went to check on his father because he had not come out of his office for a long while and it turned out he had had a heart attack and died. After that, Aaron simply walked out of his house and into the woods, deciding he would find a better life. Other: Straight // Subordinate (has no rank)
The came a ripping sound from a dark alley. After that, was a clang of a metal garbage can being knocked onto the uneven pavement. The alley was dim, and two rust colored brick buildings were the walls.
A pair of bright green eyes flashed from the dark, and a flash of off-white fangs. The wolf was huge, just barely being able to squeeze himself through the alleyway. He dug through the garbage, seeking a meal that would be decent.
He settled on a half eaten hamburger, two slices of pizza and half a load of slightly moldy bread. IT didn't fill his large stomach, but it was enough to keep hunger at bay.
He backed out, and onto the sidewalk. The city had a slight gray tinge to it and smelled of rotting food and rust. The was a haze in the sky, making it look a pale grey. In the distance, there was always a sound of a machine creaking.
The large, auburn wolf trotted in the shadows of the buildings. He wondered if there were anymore wolves about.
[OOC:;Oh, okay, I'll change it then.]
((sorry it took me so long to reply. Major school project yesterday.))
Soren continued to trot through the run-down city, sniffing about for any sign of wolves or food. Right now food was the top priority. As far as wolves went, he didn't have much pride, but he was okay with that. He would gladly scavenge a city's trashcans for a meal and live rather than die proud with an empty stomach.
Soren looked up at the sky with a sort of puzzled expression - he thought he smelled a wolf nearby. Just as he heard the clanking of trash cans and went to turn to follow the sound, he saw something that drew his attention.
Down an alley about a hundred feet before him, he saw the stragglers at the end of what looked like a mob. The smell of smoke burned his eyes and nose as they ran past with torches held high. He stiffened and immediately assumed they were chasing one of his kind.
He leaped into a run and ran straight through the city, ignoring cries of surprise by other humans. He saw them ahead, nearing the edge of the forest and ran faster, determined to reach the wolf. He ran next the the mob of people, some looked at him in surprise as he ran past. He jumped high into the air - his small size was good for that, at least - and landed before the wolf, who cried out as she fell over on what looked like an injured paw. Soren turned towards the mob, eyes ablaze and hackles raised threateningly. He didn't know what he could do on his own, but he knew he would do whatever it took to defend one of his own.
He dodged to the side as one of the humans lunged for him with what looked like a half broken bat, making sure that when he dodged it wouldn't hit the wolf behind him. He snapped at one of them, but didn't want to do anything but scare them. He wasn't aggressive, just defensive.
A human threw one of the torches at him, and he hit it away with his shoulder, but the flame seared his fur, and he felt a small burning sensation. He ignored it, seeing as it had only hit his fur mostly, and snapped at the humans, growling ferociously. He turned briefly to look at the wolf behind him to make sure she was okay, but was startled as he felt a sharp stabbing on his shoulder. He turned with a snarl and saw that one of the people had stabbed him with one of the spikes of a pitchfork. He turned his head and grabbed the wood of the handle and yanked it away, panting. He hoped that any of the other wolves he smelled before came soon; he couldn't defend the injured wolf behind him forever.
((Sorry I used your human mob, lol))
((I'm sorry dear, but with britt joining that'll be the the last available person. T_T
If anyone drops for some reason I'll let you know though, k?))
(( Hah, really? xDD I happen to not like Tsume very much. Dx -Hige and Toboe fan- I just like making muscular men. C: ))
Vic's auburn ears pricked straight up and alert as he heard the sound of a howl of pain and growling near-by. Accompanying that, was the sound of angry human voices. Without thinking, he found his feet carrying his body fast through the street.
He streaked down the sidewalk,a flash of deep, burnt reddish-brown. His emerald eyes flashed as he turned the corner, skidding and ran towards the mob. He could see a glimpse of a wolf, hurt, and another white-gray wolf defending it. The humans were jabbing at them, angry and meaning to kill.
Letting out a ferocious snarl from deep in his throat, he lunged at the unsuspecting crowd. He barreled into the people like a boulder, outmatching their puny human weight with his massive size. He latched onto one man's throat, his jaws digging deep into his jugular.
The man spit out his last breath, and Vic's eyes looked up to the others. They started yelling, a few flew, but some started jabbing him. He felt the sharp pain of a pitch fork going through his shoulder, but that was nothing. He lunged again.