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hopefully have something soon.
Annnnnddddddd....... everyone is gone...
So what up?
An done and yes I did werewolf so there's your typical werewolf thing XD

I might do another tempted into doing a wendingo character. She'd be crazy but it would fun.


Ziandar Wolfe


Age: 32 (potential to live for quite some time if he doesn't go get himself killed while being a wolf)
Species: Werewolf

Personality/Psych Profile: Ziandar Wolfe (ironic isn't it?) is a rather calm individual though is prone to fits of aggression when the full moon is near, or in other cases feelings of lust if attracted to them (Hmmm what awkward moments shall we have? XD). Other then those moments of the full moon he remains a rather optimistic person and tries to show those who are new to the world of the supernatural that it isn't all bad even if it might seem bleak at first, joking that he is the only werewolf he knows to live to age 7 since changing. Some find it funny others find it a bit morbid. There are rare moments when he is depressed thinking of the life he had lost all those years ago. A loyal counterpart willing to protect his friends even if it means unleashing the beast. Who wouldn't want a werewolf as a protector? XD He also is protective of his friends because he views them as his pack or at least the wolf in him does.

Bio/History: He wasn't born a werewolf, in fact finding a pure bred werewolf in this day and age is rare. The life changing events that would thrust him into a world that only lies in the depths in the human mind and fiction happened seven years ago. He had only been doing a summer job at a hotel that was relatively remote hotel in the Australian outback. It was just something to keep him busy during the summer. Unfortunately it had been in the vicinity of a native werewolf who claimed it as his changing territory. On his way down a trail heading to his own vehicle to head home after the day was when it happened: the attack. The memories of the attack were mostly a blur but he remembered it first started with pain to his right shoulder, seeing metallic glint of blood squirting out as a black shape gripped into his shoulder. The pain went into his back as the creature grabbed him and began to try and tear him a part. Part of him tried to fight back with no success after feeling his hand land in the mouth of whatever it was and hearing the crunch of bones as his hand was mangled and broken within it. Miraculously someone heard the commotion and it spooked the creature off. He remembered waking at a hospital the next moment, the people inside amazed at the sudden healing of wounds when they had only given him a thirty percent chance of survival.

He passed it off as mere luck, a guardian angel watching him until more outside symptoms started to become apparent and then the first whole moon. A werewolf may chance whenever they choose but the changing during the full moon is a necessary change one that must always be taken. He had gone back to working for the hotel when it happened making him luck to not of attacked anyway with the wilderness so close. When he awoke the next day, blood in his mouth and a fresh kill near by, he knew something wasn't right. He couldn't believe what was going on but he started looking into supernatural things, subjects he would of passed off as jokes. When the full moon came a second time, he began looking into what was known on werewolves. After learning what he was changed into, he left his home and moved not wishing those who knew him to be harmed by the creature that lurked under the skin. For two years he remained alone until stumbling onto the place he lives now and has grown use to the beast within, even willing to change when it's not the full moon though he doesn't do it often. He has been with Julie for a few months, finding her ad in the paper those months back and he needed a place to stay. He hadn't actually expected to find a place that was with other supernaturals and now he has been enjoying his stay for the last few months minus the full moons which could swing either direction in being really good or really bad and disturbingly awkward. He has been lucky to not have yet to get killed be it by the legend of the silver bullet (indeed it's poisonous to werewolves) or getting hit by a car on his full moon nights.
I'll have something up later in the day and if you are looking for two characters still to be with Julie I can get one spot if need be.
Color me interested, I love Being Human US. Was sad it ended but at least it was a good finale.
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Conversation Two:

As a Dark Souls fan, I personally find it really cool to see Alonne's model used in this. Personally, I think he fits the role of a samurai really well. Particularly, he fits the role of a wandering rōnin. He comes from lands far from that of the Old Iron King and helps him rise from the meager beginnings of his kingdom to a powerful lord. Yet, at least from my stand point, it was this meager beginnings that Alonne was drawn to. He felt he could help the Iron King and thus stayed with him. Once the Iron King was powerful enough to guide himself, Alonne left for he felt he had achieved his goal.

Now then, let the life of conversation flow through this thread like a river flows from a mountain or ocean.


That's the reason why I choose his armor, plus I loved his boss fight. Though I believed he left the Old Iron King for other reasons, he is a rather interesting character indeed from the game.



Botan Ichihara


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Age: 36
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown

Physical Description: Botan stands at 5' 8'' with a moderate build that isn't lean nor bulky. His body is well toned and carries the scars of his past. The only signs of aging would be the distinct notice of gray hair and a few wrinkles that lie on his face.

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Personality: He is a rather silent man, rare to start conversation amongst the company of others giving the impression of a man who is impassive to many when in truth he is quite the opposite. He cares for his fellow man and still holds the ideals and honors of what it means to be a samurai even if the title has been stripped from him. He is a loyal warrior willing to give his life to protect the innocent and bring justice to those who are not. He carries the scars that he has on him as proof of his honor, to show that even if he is ronin he still upholds his master's values that were taught to him.

Biography:
He was trained to be a samurai, beginning training in his young teenage years. Botan showed his strengths through perseverance and dedication, never giving up in his training. He and his fellow samurai protected the village that they lived in from those who would try to harm the citizens. He was honored to work with such a master that he had and his comrades became his brothers and a few sisters as well who were given the same honor. He brought honor to his family. The good times though would not last.

On the year of his twenty fifth birthday, his master was killed changing the fate of all those that had been under him. It was deemed an honorable death one through combat from what was examined on the body but Botan did not believe this to be true and chose to become ronin as to seek the truth. His fellow samurai chose separate paths some committed themselves to being into the villages own personal army merely becoming one of many of the warriors that protected it, though with better skills with a blade. Some chose to join their master with an honorable death while others went to seek out new masters who would let them join. His village became one with no samurai in the end.

History: Optional

Place of Birth: Tongai Shogunate

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Weapon of Choice: Nagamaki

Personal Affects:
-Money from his occasional hired jobs.
-Tanto just in case his nagamaki is not with him he has something to use, be it for combat or an honorable death.
-Bed roll since a luxury to sleep indoors is not one he is usually accustomed to in his wanderings.
-An old worn pendant that belonged to his master. He does not wear it but looks at it when he needs guidance on his wandering.
-Spare set of clothes. Even being ronin he has a sense of needing to look at least presentable at the festivities.

Other: N/A



Botan Ichihara


_________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Age: 36
Gender: Male
Eye Color: Ocean Blue
Hair Color: Dark Brown

Physical Description: Botan stands at 5' 8'' with a moderate build that isn't lean nor bulky. His body is well toned and carries the scars of his past. The only signs of aging would be the distinct notice of gray hair and a few wrinkles that lie on his face.

_______________________________________________________________________________________________________

Personality: He is a rather silent man, rare to start conversation amongst the company of others giving the impression of a man who is impassive to many when in truth he is quite the opposite. He cares for his fellow man and still holds the ideals and honors of what it means to be a samurai even if the title has been stripped from him. He is a loyal warrior willing to give his life to protect the innocent and bring justice to those who are not. He carries the scars that he has on him as proof of his honor, to show that even if he is ronin he still upholds his master's values that were taught to him.

Biography:
He was trained to be a samurai, beginning training in his young teenage years. Botan showed his strengths through perseverance and dedication, never giving up in his training. He and his fellow samurai protected the village that they lived in from those who would try to harm the citizens. He was honored to work with such a master that he had and his comrades became his brothers and a few sisters as well who were given the same honor. He brought honor to his family. The good times though would not last.

On the year of his twenty fifth birthday, his master was killed changing the fate of all those that had been under him. It was deemed an honorable death one through combat from what was examined on the body but Botan did not believe this to be true and chose to become ronin as to seek the truth. His fellow samurai chose separate paths some committed themselves to being into the villages own personal army merely becoming one of many of the warriors that protected it, though with better skills with a blade. Some chose to join their master with an honorable death while others went to seek out new masters who would let them join. His village became one with no samurai in the end.

History: Optional

Place of Birth: Tongai Shogunate

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Weapon of Choice: Nagamaki

Personal Affects:
-Money from his occasional hired jobs.
-Tanto just in case his nagamaki is not with him he has something to use, be it for combat or an honorable death.
-Bed roll since a luxury to sleep indoors is not one he is usually accustomed to in his wanderings.
-An old worn pendant that belonged to his master. He does not wear it but looks at it when he needs guidance on his wandering.
-Spare set of clothes. Even being ronin he has a sense of needing to look at least presentable at the festivities.

Other: N/A
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