I'm prolly settled on making a strong man and/or a clown. Can't wait for this to start.
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
@Arista Ah, fudge buddies. I have a poor habit of screwing up dialogue like that. Thanks for pointing it out though, and I'll try to remember with future posts.
@Arista Yep, they're both already existing pack members. Leif has only recently become a part of the pack though.
They probably work better as pre-existing pack members anyway, ya.
Sorry if it took me a bit of time to post; I had a repair man and a busted dishwasher to take care of.
Sorry if it took me a bit of time to post; I had a repair man and a busted dishwasher to take care of.
Leif– His apartment > Diner
Early mornings had never been his strong suit, even when he spent most nights prowling around on all fours. Really, you’d think that after becoming a wolf, you’d acquire some instinct that allowed you to function properly before 9am. That wasn’t the case with Leif, who was already bumbling obscenities as he pulled on a clean pair of jeans. He’s had to wake up at this time every morning for the last two or more months, and yet he still couldn’t manage to adjust. Whatever, he thought, he’ll just use it as an excuse to stop in at the diner for coffee before heading out.
It was only about 7-something am, so the sun had only just begun to peek out from underneath his thick, starched curtains, lighting the room just faintly enough for him to manage without knocking something over. After a few more minutes of tugging on clothing and minor hair fluffing, Leif meandered through his bedroom door, down the darkened hall, and into the apartment’s tiny kitchen. His hands greedily reached for a bag of bagels on the counter and quickly tugged one out, shoving it in between his jaws like a dog with a bone—he laughed at bit at the irony—and then headed for the front door.
His apartment sat just a few blocks from the local diner, so the walk was never long. The sidewalks were just beginning to fill up with people around this time in the morning, which Leif actually found kind of nice. He’d only moved in and begun to talk to people in town recently, so he hadn’t had the chance to piss anyone off yet; the yet hung in his head for just a moment more and he smirked somewhat sullenly before turning off the sidewalk and through the diner doors. He was quick about where he chose to sit, favoring a booth towards the back wall, by a window. He smirked at anyone who caught his eyes while he walked to the open booth, sliding in quickly and waited for a waitress to come along.
~ ~ ~
Lucio – his apartment
Lucio was up pretty early this morning, early enough to catch the sun just as it began peeking over the horizon, and early enough to catch the familiar howl of his pack leader on the wind. He’d spent the whole time awake in his garage, working on a neighbors busted up lawn mower as a favor he’s been meaning to return. It was how he preferred to begin his mornings anyway—working, and then relaxing with breakfast.
As if the pure mention of breakfast brought it, right on time, the house door cracked open just an inch and a small head of matted down curls poked out. “Dad, I’m hungry.” Came the tired chirp of his son, Lucio, who was still half wrapped in a forest green comforter. Lucio’s attention was drawn immediately to the child, and he promptly smiled softly.
“What ya want for breakfast, huh bud?” Lucio began, rubbing his grease stained hands into a handkerchief before heading over and scooping the small boy up, heading for the kitchen. Said child poked at his cheek for a moment before mumbling out that he wanted pancakes and sausage. Lucio quickly set the child down in one of the counter chairs and quickly began to get things started, letting the little boy chat his ear off the whole time. He isn’t sure exactly where his son, Draco, gets all his energy so early in the morning, but he’s always thought it was funny; he swore sometimes the kid was more on point than most alarm clocks.
“Mm, Dad, les go outside today.” Draco chirped after Lucio set a plate of pre-cut pancakes and sausage down in front of him, making the father smirk a bit curiously.
“Outside? Where do ya wanna go, buddy?” Lucio asked before preparing his own plate. Draco took a moment to reply, minding the manners his father taught him and not talking with a mouth full of food.
“To the Moon House.” He smiled happily. He’d been calling the manor that since he could speak, and it never ceased to make his father laugh a bit. “I wana play n’ the garden.” He continued between bites of pancake. Draco’d always liked being outdoors, and the garden behind the manor was his absolute favorite place, even as winter neared.
“If you can be good and wait for dad to finish work, then we’ll go, alright bud?” Lucio offered, hoping he could get his neighbor’s lawn mower fixed before the end of the day.
Early mornings had never been his strong suit, even when he spent most nights prowling around on all fours. Really, you’d think that after becoming a wolf, you’d acquire some instinct that allowed you to function properly before 9am. That wasn’t the case with Leif, who was already bumbling obscenities as he pulled on a clean pair of jeans. He’s had to wake up at this time every morning for the last two or more months, and yet he still couldn’t manage to adjust. Whatever, he thought, he’ll just use it as an excuse to stop in at the diner for coffee before heading out.
It was only about 7-something am, so the sun had only just begun to peek out from underneath his thick, starched curtains, lighting the room just faintly enough for him to manage without knocking something over. After a few more minutes of tugging on clothing and minor hair fluffing, Leif meandered through his bedroom door, down the darkened hall, and into the apartment’s tiny kitchen. His hands greedily reached for a bag of bagels on the counter and quickly tugged one out, shoving it in between his jaws like a dog with a bone—he laughed at bit at the irony—and then headed for the front door.
His apartment sat just a few blocks from the local diner, so the walk was never long. The sidewalks were just beginning to fill up with people around this time in the morning, which Leif actually found kind of nice. He’d only moved in and begun to talk to people in town recently, so he hadn’t had the chance to piss anyone off yet; the yet hung in his head for just a moment more and he smirked somewhat sullenly before turning off the sidewalk and through the diner doors. He was quick about where he chose to sit, favoring a booth towards the back wall, by a window. He smirked at anyone who caught his eyes while he walked to the open booth, sliding in quickly and waited for a waitress to come along.
~ ~ ~
Lucio – his apartment
Lucio was up pretty early this morning, early enough to catch the sun just as it began peeking over the horizon, and early enough to catch the familiar howl of his pack leader on the wind. He’d spent the whole time awake in his garage, working on a neighbors busted up lawn mower as a favor he’s been meaning to return. It was how he preferred to begin his mornings anyway—working, and then relaxing with breakfast.
As if the pure mention of breakfast brought it, right on time, the house door cracked open just an inch and a small head of matted down curls poked out. “Dad, I’m hungry.” Came the tired chirp of his son, Lucio, who was still half wrapped in a forest green comforter. Lucio’s attention was drawn immediately to the child, and he promptly smiled softly.
“What ya want for breakfast, huh bud?” Lucio began, rubbing his grease stained hands into a handkerchief before heading over and scooping the small boy up, heading for the kitchen. Said child poked at his cheek for a moment before mumbling out that he wanted pancakes and sausage. Lucio quickly set the child down in one of the counter chairs and quickly began to get things started, letting the little boy chat his ear off the whole time. He isn’t sure exactly where his son, Draco, gets all his energy so early in the morning, but he’s always thought it was funny; he swore sometimes the kid was more on point than most alarm clocks.
“Mm, Dad, les go outside today.” Draco chirped after Lucio set a plate of pre-cut pancakes and sausage down in front of him, making the father smirk a bit curiously.
“Outside? Where do ya wanna go, buddy?” Lucio asked before preparing his own plate. Draco took a moment to reply, minding the manners his father taught him and not talking with a mouth full of food.
“To the Moon House.” He smiled happily. He’d been calling the manor that since he could speak, and it never ceased to make his father laugh a bit. “I wana play n’ the garden.” He continued between bites of pancake. Draco’d always liked being outdoors, and the garden behind the manor was his absolute favorite place, even as winter neared.
“If you can be good and wait for dad to finish work, then we’ll go, alright bud?” Lucio offered, hoping he could get his neighbor’s lawn mower fixed before the end of the day.
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~~~The Harlequin's Shadow ~~~ A Supernatural Circus RP
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11 yrs ago
Forum: Casual Interest Checks
I'm a sucker for modern day fantasy and circus themes, so I'd be down for this!
@MonstrousMan Hahaha, thanks for the warm welcome, dude. Did my intro make me sound that much like a homie? pff
@Dead Girl Hello yourself. c;
@Cuccoruler Ah, two of my favorite things bundled into one. Howdy to you too. o v o/
@Eleventhfret I would assume they would have their own designated cloud up there, but that is only my own professional opinion.
@Dead Girl Hello yourself. c;
@Cuccoruler Ah, two of my favorite things bundled into one. Howdy to you too. o v o/
@Eleventhfret I would assume they would have their own designated cloud up there, but that is only my own professional opinion.
@Arista Thanks! o v o/
@ViolentVioletI hope I didn't jump the gun by posting the sheets into the character section last night. I'm a bit new to this forum layout, so i kinda assumed that they'd go there. I'm sorry.
"The world is my oyster and I’m allergic to shellfish."
Name: Leif Gerhardsson
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Occupation: Works at a local farm on the edge of town.
Relationships: none that could be considered good. Plenty of enemies though.
Personality: At first glance, Leif comes off as an obnoxious goofball who doesn’t take anything seriously. He can be heavily sarcastic, loud, and blunt to the point of being rude. Although he isn’t all that good at being around people, he actually prefers the company of others and gets lonely quite easily. He’d never admit that aloud, though, and tends to keep himself at an emotional distance from others. Thanks to heavy layers of sarcasm and idiocy, it often doesn’t show when he genuinely cares about someone or something. When it does though, it’s usually in the form of small but honest gestures, which can either be cheesy or awkward.
Biography: Leif grew up on the streets of a small city in Michigan, having been a part of the foster care system since he was young. The majority of his early childhood was a blur, or so he says at least. As he got older, he spent most of his time either in scuffles or wandering about on his own. Thanks to his sharp tongue and a bad habit of pushing people’s buttons, not many people liked him. To be fair, most of the fights he didn’t start, but he was always too stubborn not to try and end them himself.
Around when he was 15, he got himself mugged and bitten by another werewolf, although, at the time, he thought they were just some drug crazed freak. It wasn’t until he mistakenly shifted for the first time and killed a couple of people that he began to piece together what was going on. The whole situation was a mess, and being as young and freaked out as he was, his first move was to run. He spent the next two months figuring out how to control himself, mostly staying away from others while he drifted from town to town. He quickly discovered that he actually preferred being in his wolf form over being human and found surviving like that much easier. He weaved himself into a couple of packs along the way but managed to get himself chased off every time.
He wandered into Stillwater when he was 18. He spent about two months simply lurking around the outskirts of town before he decided to actually move into an apartment. It was around then that he ran into the local pack. Honestly, he was pretty nervous to interact with them, but so far, they havnt made any attempts to chase him off, and seem like they're accepting enough.
Pack Information [Wolves only]
Pack Position: Warrior
Mate: n/a
Born/Bitten
~ ~ ~
"I don’t give a damn what anyone else does, just as long as my family and I can get a little peace."
Name: Lucio Zapata
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Occupation: Mechanic/repairman
Relationships:
- Alena Reiss: Ex-girlfriend/mother of his child
- Draco Zapata: His four-year-old son
Personality: Lucio is a pretty focused and hard working individual, and has always tried to do his best where he can. He refuses to half ass anything, and would probably work himself to death if he thought it'd make things in his life better. When it comes to his son, he turns into a bit of a mother hen, and would probably be embarrassed if he actually cared about what others thought. He's a pretty patient man, despite getting irritated easily, and isn't one to resort to violence unless someone else starts it. If you're not trying to pick a fight, he can be pretty friendly and reliable, and as far as friends go, he's as loyal as they come.
Biography: Lucio grew up in the slums of a small city with his parents, a pair of packless werewolves who were simply trying their best to survive on their own. It wasn’t the coziest of childhoods,but he grew up well and learned his manners, same as every kid should. He always tried his best to make his parents proud, even when he was small, hoping that it’d make them happier. When he turned 16, he met another werewolf named Alena, who swept him off his feet faster than he could introduce himself. She was a charmer; charmed the socks off both his parents, even his cat, and easily rooted herself into his life.
After about a year and a half of dating, Lucio mistakenly got her pregnant. A whole slew of things happened after that: his parents kicked him out, they got a cheap apartment together, and he began working at a small car repair shop. It took them about three months to settle back into their new life, and then after Alena had the baby, she decided she didn’t want any part in it. He doesn’t remember exactly how she phrased it, but claimed something along the lines of “I’m too young to be tied down like this”, and then up and just left him and their son behind.
Sometime later, he settled into a smaller place in Stillwater and made contact with the pack there. He's honestly never been so grateful for finding other werewolves before, as they've become an important part of his life. As far as he's concerned, they're family.
Pack Information [Wolves only]
Pack Position: Enforcer
Mate: n/a
Born/Bitten
@ViolentVioletI hope I didn't jump the gun by posting the sheets into the character section last night. I'm a bit new to this forum layout, so i kinda assumed that they'd go there. I'm sorry.
"The world is my oyster and I’m allergic to shellfish."
Name: Leif Gerhardsson
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Occupation: Works at a local farm on the edge of town.
Relationships: none that could be considered good. Plenty of enemies though.
Personality: At first glance, Leif comes off as an obnoxious goofball who doesn’t take anything seriously. He can be heavily sarcastic, loud, and blunt to the point of being rude. Although he isn’t all that good at being around people, he actually prefers the company of others and gets lonely quite easily. He’d never admit that aloud, though, and tends to keep himself at an emotional distance from others. Thanks to heavy layers of sarcasm and idiocy, it often doesn’t show when he genuinely cares about someone or something. When it does though, it’s usually in the form of small but honest gestures, which can either be cheesy or awkward.
Biography: Leif grew up on the streets of a small city in Michigan, having been a part of the foster care system since he was young. The majority of his early childhood was a blur, or so he says at least. As he got older, he spent most of his time either in scuffles or wandering about on his own. Thanks to his sharp tongue and a bad habit of pushing people’s buttons, not many people liked him. To be fair, most of the fights he didn’t start, but he was always too stubborn not to try and end them himself.
Around when he was 15, he got himself mugged and bitten by another werewolf, although, at the time, he thought they were just some drug crazed freak. It wasn’t until he mistakenly shifted for the first time and killed a couple of people that he began to piece together what was going on. The whole situation was a mess, and being as young and freaked out as he was, his first move was to run. He spent the next two months figuring out how to control himself, mostly staying away from others while he drifted from town to town. He quickly discovered that he actually preferred being in his wolf form over being human and found surviving like that much easier. He weaved himself into a couple of packs along the way but managed to get himself chased off every time.
He wandered into Stillwater when he was 18. He spent about two months simply lurking around the outskirts of town before he decided to actually move into an apartment. It was around then that he ran into the local pack. Honestly, he was pretty nervous to interact with them, but so far, they havnt made any attempts to chase him off, and seem like they're accepting enough.
Pack Information [Wolves only]
Pack Position: Warrior
Mate: n/a
Born/Bitten
~ ~ ~
"I don’t give a damn what anyone else does, just as long as my family and I can get a little peace."
Name: Lucio Zapata
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Occupation: Mechanic/repairman
Relationships:
- Alena Reiss: Ex-girlfriend/mother of his child
- Draco Zapata: His four-year-old son
Personality: Lucio is a pretty focused and hard working individual, and has always tried to do his best where he can. He refuses to half ass anything, and would probably work himself to death if he thought it'd make things in his life better. When it comes to his son, he turns into a bit of a mother hen, and would probably be embarrassed if he actually cared about what others thought. He's a pretty patient man, despite getting irritated easily, and isn't one to resort to violence unless someone else starts it. If you're not trying to pick a fight, he can be pretty friendly and reliable, and as far as friends go, he's as loyal as they come.
Biography: Lucio grew up in the slums of a small city with his parents, a pair of packless werewolves who were simply trying their best to survive on their own. It wasn’t the coziest of childhoods,but he grew up well and learned his manners, same as every kid should. He always tried his best to make his parents proud, even when he was small, hoping that it’d make them happier. When he turned 16, he met another werewolf named Alena, who swept him off his feet faster than he could introduce himself. She was a charmer; charmed the socks off both his parents, even his cat, and easily rooted herself into his life.
After about a year and a half of dating, Lucio mistakenly got her pregnant. A whole slew of things happened after that: his parents kicked him out, they got a cheap apartment together, and he began working at a small car repair shop. It took them about three months to settle back into their new life, and then after Alena had the baby, she decided she didn’t want any part in it. He doesn’t remember exactly how she phrased it, but claimed something along the lines of “I’m too young to be tied down like this”, and then up and just left him and their son behind.
Sometime later, he settled into a smaller place in Stillwater and made contact with the pack there. He's honestly never been so grateful for finding other werewolves before, as they've become an important part of his life. As far as he's concerned, they're family.
Pack Information [Wolves only]
Pack Position: Enforcer
Mate: n/a
Born/Bitten
"The world is my oyster and I’m allergic to shellfish."
Name: Leif Gerhardsson
Age: 19
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Bisexual
Occupation: Works at a local farm on the edge of town.
Relationships: none that could be considered good. Plenty of enemies though.
Personality: At first glance, Leif comes off as an obnoxious goofball who doesn’t take anything seriously. He can be heavily sarcastic, loud, and blunt to the point of being rude. Although he isn’t all that good at being around people, he actually prefers the company of others and gets lonely quite easily. He’d never admit that aloud, though, and tends to keep himself at an emotional distance from others. Thanks to heavy layers of sarcasm and idiocy, it often doesn’t show when he genuinely cares about someone or something. When it does though, it’s usually in the form of small but honest gestures, which can either be cheesy or awkward.
Biography: Leif grew up on the streets of a small city in Michigan, having been a part of the foster care system since he was young. The majority of his early childhood was a blur, or so he says at least. As he got older, he spent most of his time either in scuffles or wandering about on his own. Thanks to his sharp tongue and a bad habit of pushing people’s buttons, not many people liked him. To be fair, most of the fights he didn’t start, but he was always too stubborn not to try and end them himself.
Around when he was 15, he got himself mugged and bitten by another werewolf, although, at the time, he thought they were just some drug crazed freak. It wasn’t until he mistakenly shifted for the first time and killed a couple of people that he began to piece together what was going on. The whole situation was a mess, and being as young and freaked out as he was, his first move was to run. He spent the next two months figuring out how to control himself, mostly staying away from others while he drifted from town to town. He quickly discovered that he actually preferred being in his wolf form over being human and found surviving like that much easier. He weaved himself into a couple of packs along the way but managed to get himself chased off every time.
He wandered into Stillwater when he was 18. He spent about two months simply lurking around the outskirts of town before he decided to actually move into an apartment. It was around then that he ran into the local pack. Honestly, he was pretty nervous to interact with them, but so far, they havnt made any attempts to chase him off, and seem like they're accepting enough.
Pack Information [Wolves only]
Pack Position: Warrior
Mate: n/a
Born/Bitten
~ ~ ~
"I don’t give a damn what anyone else does, just as long as my family and I can get a little peace."
Name: Lucio Zapata
Age: 23
Sex: Male
Sexual Preference: Heterosexual
Occupation: Mechanic/repairman
Relationships:
- Alena Reiss: Ex-girlfriend/mother of his child
- Draco Zapata: His four-year-old son
Personality: Lucio is a pretty focused and hard working individual, and has always tried to do his best where he can. He refuses to half ass anything, and would probably work himself to death if he thought it'd make things in his life better. When it comes to his son, he turns into a bit of a mother hen, and would probably be embarrassed if he actually cared about what others thought. He's a pretty patient man, despite getting irritated easily, and isn't one to resort to violence unless someone else starts it. If you're not trying to pick a fight, he can be pretty friendly and reliable, and as far as friends go, he's as loyal as they come.
Biography: Lucio grew up in the slums of a small city with his parents, a pair of packless werewolves who were simply trying their best to survive on their own. It wasn’t the coziest of childhoods,but he grew up well and learned his manners, same as every kid should. He always tried his best to make his parents proud, even when he was small, hoping that it’d make them happier. When he turned 16, he met another werewolf named Alena, who swept him off his feet faster than he could introduce himself. She was a charmer; charmed the socks off both his parents, even his cat, and easily rooted herself into his life.
After about a year and a half of dating, Lucio mistakenly got her pregnant. A whole slew of things happened after that: his parents kicked him out, they got a cheap apartment together, and he began working at a small car repair shop. It took them about three months to settle back into their new life, and then after Alena had the baby, she decided she didn’t want any part in it. He doesn’t remember exactly how she phrased it, but claimed something along the lines of “I’m too young to be tied down like this”, and then up and just left him and their son behind.
Sometime later, he settled into a smaller place in Stillwater and made contact with the pack there. He's honestly never been so grateful for finding other werewolves before, as they've become an important part of his life. As far as he's concerned, they're family.
Pack Information [Wolves only]
Pack Position: Enforcer
Mate: n/a
Born/Bitten
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