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Ink On Your Soul

Finally got to post!

@Silent Observer

I assume said unknown person is Thole?

Ink On Your Soul

The Big Bad Wolf

Name:Bartholomew Whitlock, but prefers being called Thole

Nicknames/aliases: Thole, Beast of Gevaudan, The Warg, Jean-Baptiste, The True Big Bad Wolf

Age:652 years

Gender:Male

Appearance/Looks:




Species:Werewolf

Sexual Preference: Hetero

Likes:
-Liquor
-A good fight
-The metallic smell of blood
-The occasional fling
-Working with metal (minus silver of course)

Dislikes:
-VAMPIRES (damn bloodsuckers are a plague XD)
-Silver
-French (Vampire that betrayed him was French, and French people killed his pack)
-Overly stubborn people

Bio:
He was born a simple blacksmith in a small town in England. He lived a normal life for the most part with little incident happening until the age of twenty five when he was attack while traveling under a full moon. How he even managed to escape the beast that attacked him he was uncertain, how he lived was a bigger mystery. All he knew the beast that attacked him was a wolf, but far larger then any wolf he had come across before. A month later he felt the call of the moon and learned the truth of what he was and panicked. He ran away from his normal life unsure where to go when he ran into a pack of werewolves that welcomed him among them and where he found his first soulmate, miraculously she was a werewolf as well.

During the early 1700s, his pack and mate were keeping themselves low to avoid the werewolf trials that had begun during the sixteenth century. Unfortunately they were betrayed by a vampire who they had made an agreement with and his entire pack and family were slaughtered by man while the vampire that had betrayed them laughed. He managed to escape but lost his love and in pain and anger he choose the path of vengeance showing how truly monstrous a werewolf could be and set his sights on the village that had attacked his pack. Gevaudan. He terrorized the village for three years from 1764 to 1767. In that time it is unknown really how many he killed by the attacks, some say it was as low as sixty kills while others have put it even as high as 200 kills. It gained him the reputation of being the real life Big Bad Wolf. In this time other werewolves also struck back for the deaths of their comrades of the unjust werewolf trials. Few survived and were killed after awhile but he lived and disappeared from Gevaudan after finding the vampire that betrayed his pack and tearing him to shreds. The attacks were merely written off as a normal wolf that was shot and killed shortly after he left. He did not return to civilization for another twenty years and again it was in the form of a wolf that was called Jean-Baptiste.

As the werewolf called Jean-Baptiste, he did not attack men, like he had in Gevaudan, his inner raging wolf having calmed down since the lost of his family but he had not forgiven mankind and chose to instead torment them and be a trickster and tricky wolf to kill. Of course with the attacks only twenty years earlier the people were scared even at the mere sight of a wolf and a hunt was formed. For several days he lead his pursuers on a chase that ended with him seemingly drowning as he attempted to cross a river. Thus ended the trickster wolf Jean-Baptiste. Again he disappeared back into the forests of Europe, not appearing for some time until the chance was given to go to the new world and he did not hesitate. In time he did find his new soul mate but she was lost to him far to soon due to cancer. He had only just learned to love again when he lost her and retreated far into himself forming a barrier around his heart, so to never be hurt again by the wretched feeling of love.

To the rest of the werewolves he was dubbed The Warg, and depending on who you asked, some call him a hero others a monster. He has gotten use to the name calling and doesn't care how he is viewed, what happened is in the past. Does he regret what he did? For some yes but mostly he did what he did in the name of justice which he would never of gotten with following the normal path of men's ways in that time period.

Occupation:Writer and Metalsmith

Country of Origin: England

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Impassive, he's lost two soulmates all ready, he isn't going to get attached to a third right out the gate and even if he meets his new soulmate, doesn't mean he will fall for them. The name on his arm merely is a mark on him like the other scars that cover him and hasn't looked at the new blue writing even when it first appeared.

Ink On Your Soul

The Big Bad Wolf

For Silent Observer's character Béatrix de la Croix soulmate. Well that is if they don't kill each other XD

Name:Bartholomew Whitlock, but prefers being called Thole

Nicknames/aliases: Thole, Beast of Gevaudan, The Warg, Jean-Baptiste, The True Big Bad Wolf

Age:652 years

Gender:Male

Appearance/Looks:




Species:Werewolf

Sexual Preference: Hetero

Likes:
-Liquor
-A good fight
-The metallic smell of blood
-The occasional fling
-Working with metal (minus silver of course)

Dislikes:
-VAMPIRES (damn bloodsuckers are a plague XD)
-Silver
-French (Vampire that betrayed him was French, and French people killed his pack)
-Overly stubborn people

Bio:
He was born a simple blacksmith in a small town in England. He lived a normal life for the most part with little incident happening until the age of twenty five when he was attack while traveling under a full moon. How he even managed to escape the beast that attacked him he was uncertain, how he lived was a bigger mystery. All he knew the beast that attacked him was a wolf, but far larger then any wolf he had come across before. A month later he felt the call of the moon and learned the truth of what he was and panicked. He ran away from his normal life unsure where to go when he ran into a pack of werewolves that welcomed him among them and where he found his first soulmate, miraculously she was a werewolf as well.

During the early 1700s, his pack and mate were keeping themselves low to avoid the werewolf trials that had begun during the sixteenth century. Unfortunately they were betrayed by a vampire who they had made an agreement with and his entire pack and family were slaughtered by man while the vampire that had betrayed them laughed. He managed to escape but lost his love and in pain and anger he choose the path of vengeance showing how truly monstrous a werewolf could be and set his sights on the village that had attacked his pack. Gevaudan. He terrorized the village for three years from 1764 to 1767. In that time it is unknown really how many he killed by the attacks, some say it was as low as sixty kills while others have put it even as high as 200 kills. It gained him the reputation of being the real life Big Bad Wolf. In this time other werewolves also struck back for the deaths of their comrades of the unjust werewolf trials. Few survived and were killed after awhile but he lived and disappeared from Gevaudan after finding the vampire that betrayed his pack and tearing him to shreds. The attacks were merely written off as a normal wolf that was shot and killed shortly after he left. He did not return to civilization for another twenty years and again it was in the form of a wolf that was called Jean-Baptiste.

As the werewolf called Jean-Baptiste, he did not attack men, like he had in Gevaudan, his inner raging wolf having calmed down since the lost of his family but he had not forgiven mankind and chose to instead torment them and be a trickster and tricky wolf to kill. Of course with the attacks only twenty years earlier the people were scared even at the mere sight of a wolf and a hunt was formed. For several days he lead his pursuers on a chase that ended with him seemingly drowning as he attempted to cross a river. Thus ended the trickster wolf Jean-Baptiste. Again he disappeared back into the forests of Europe, not appearing for some time until the chance was given to go to the new world and he did not hesitate. In time he did find his new soul mate but she was lost to him far to soon due to cancer. He had only just learned to love again when he lost her and retreated far into himself forming a barrier around his heart, so to never be hurt again by the wretched feeling of love.

To the rest of the werewolves he was dubbed The Warg, and depending on who you asked, some call him a hero others a monster. He has gotten use to the name calling and doesn't care how he is viewed, what happened is in the past. Does he regret what he did? For some yes but mostly he did what he did in the name of justice which he would never of gotten with following the normal path of men's ways in that time period.

Occupation:Writer and Metalsmith

Country of Origin: England

Feelings about meeting their soul mate: Impassive, he's lost two soulmates all ready, he isn't going to get attached to a third right out the gate and even if he meets his new soulmate, doesn't mean he will fall for them. The name on his arm merely is a mark on him like the other scars that cover him and hasn't looked at the new blue writing even when it first appeared.

Ink On Your Soul

Well I'm working on another character, like I said before, another lovely werewolf who might have him and Trixie kill each other or have a good time trying all the while tied to each other with the name on their arms. It shall be fun. XD

Ink On Your Soul

Cold shoulder? Trixy might try to shoot him. :p Well, depends on how old he is...

@Silent Observer

Well he is young so maybe not.... Hopefully. XD

I am tempted to make another werewolf character just for Trixy to butt heads with though just to watch the ensuing chaos a bit.

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@Deadnaut

He couldn't help but note that he did find it somewhat cute how Aura blushed, though why he could not say really at that moment. The more they talked the more he realized he definitely could settle down with someone like her but that decision was still a bit away and he only had just met her. "Yeah sure, here I'll pay for both meals," he said taking out some cash glad that it seemed Aura hadn't noticed the eye color change for that brief moment. He would tell her what he was eventually but didn't feel that he was ready quite yet. He paid the waitress for both meals before leading the way out of the cafe back to the outside world.

"So first lieutenant care to lead the way?" he asked all the while pondering on how to tell her what he was along with questioning the consequences. How it would effect them even if she accepted what he was. He wouldn't necessarily live forever but his life was somewhat longer then an average human he knew. He could technically change her but he wouldn't want to do that against her will and even then there were risks for that since not everyone survived their first change or could go mad because of it. He once again pushed the concerns to the side, they would cross that bridge when they hit that point for now it was best to continue what they had been doing.

"So nice day isn't it?" he stated as they began their walk.

Ink On Your Soul

Well if Alekaiser gets introduced I get the feeling he is going to get the cold shoulder from Trixie for what he is. Anyways should have a post hopefully within the hour.

Warframe: The Prowler Uprising

Don't know if still accepting but if you are here is a CS:

Name: Cuaroc
Gender: Male
Warframe: Chroma

Appearance:

Chroma stands at a staggering seven feet in height, dwarfing most other tenno and has few that rival his size. Due to the height and mass he weighs in around 265 pounds with the suit on and about 220 without the suit. Underneath the suit, is a man who has seen quite some fights, his face marked with a rather large scar on his left cheek. His eyes seem to glow like dull embers but brighten at times when feeling great emotions and seem to even shift colors from the elements he uses. If fire they range orange to red, electricity a vibrant electric blue to dull yellow, a sinister green for when he feels toxic rouse up from him, and ice seems to make all color disappear replaced with only white.

Primary Weapon (If any): Soma
Secondary Weapon (If any): Aksomati
Melee Weapon (If any): Kronen
Sentinel/Companion (If any): N/A
Archwing (if any): Elytron
Archwing Primary (if any): Duel Decurion
Archwing Melee (if any): Rathbone

Personality: He is primal nature incarnate, He bends the elements to his will. He is rather impassive towards his fellow tenno and likes to be blunt about things, not afraid to speak his mind even if it will agitated his brother and sisters. On the battlefield he prefers to meet his foes head and show them his elemental wrath. His effigy ability is basically his sentinel and companion, to guard his back when enemies surround him. On the battlefield he utilizes his manipulation of the elements within him and spews out his power before jumping into the middle and slicing all those who apposes him. If they don't die from his power or melee, he then can just shoo them. Either way he will make sure they die. He is loyal to his clan and will fight to the end with those that are his allies.
He will aid the Grineer or Corpus if need be but only if they have something good to offer him. His personal preference of either faction would be to watch them be wiped out along with the infected but until then he must make do and play nice with them from time to time.
In the dojo he more then likely can be found in the dueling arena, taking on anyone that dares challenge him, wanting to be able to keep his own against other tenno especially when they are at odds against the Lotus. His greatest desire though would be able to kill the one tenno they call Stalker. For the Stalker kills without honor other tenno, and if there is one foe that should have honor in death it should be fellow tenno be it friend or foe.

Syndicate(s) (if any): Red Veil
Faction Preference (If any): None. Only works with Grineer or Corpus if they offer good rewards.

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@Deadnaut

"Nah but if the military wants a prototype for it I have one," Alekaiser jested back with a chuckle ",Well similarly I enjoy video games, reading when I get the time, and playing certain sports like rugby, football or what you call soccer, and Australian Rules Football." He replied about his hobbies glad that they shared at least a few that were similar. His worries ebbed away and the more pressing matter of what Aura would think when he eventually told her of what he was went to the back of his mind. He was surprised by being matched up with someone so perfect but he figured that was probably why the name was etched into his arm and was called his soulmate. The conversation was going so well he didn't even notice his food had been brought by the waitress. It was probably cold by now but food wasn't on his mind.

As he stared at Aura his eyes shifted briefly, from the regular sky blue they were to a sharp yellow, it happened suddenly for only about a second. Alekaiser had felt his wolf briefly come up and pushed it back down hoping that Aura hadn't noticed and the worry about telling what he was crept back to the front of his mind.

"So anything you would like to do besides sitting here all day, not to say I'm not enjoying the conversation just you know I doubt you want to see here all day as well," he said hoping to shift the conversation away from any question about his eyes if she had noticed the brief change of color a few seconds before.

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@Deadnaut

"Yeah I live about a ten or fifteen minute walk from here," he said ",I come here usually everyday, especially after nights like last night." He realized shortly after what he said and quickly tried to think of an excuse of what he meant.

"I mean, busy night and all for my job," he said not wanting to reveal what he was just yet to Aura unsure how she would react. Perhaps being his soulmate meant she would accept it no matter what but he wasn't entirely ready to test if that would be the case. The last attempt to share what he was with a normal person cost him a friend and he didn't want to loose another let alone his soulmate.

"So police work? That's pretty neat," he added ",What about outside of the job, any particular hobby you enjoy to do?