Pathei Mathos

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A Tattooed Girl && LoneSilverWolf Collab Post :D

Rogue
Trees flew passed my window as we flew down the highway, my mind racing in a thousand different directions as we drove into the unknown. I was somewhat familiar with these back roads through the woods but had only been here a time or two, on better, more civil terms. My blank stare turned towards the man who sat in the driver’s seat. The man who wreaked of alcohol and cigarettes. The man I called my father--not by choice of course. His hat was pulled down low over his forehead, chewing on a toothpick and staring angrily out the windshield as he swerved all over the dirt road. He had just killed my mother--in front of me, at point blank range. I could smell her all over me. I could smell her blood that stained my t-shirt and jeans. I could smell the lingering scent of death. Suddenly he turned to stare at me, and his expression hardened ever so slightly. [i]”What are you looking at me like that for, Danny? Ain’t nothin’ happened. Y-you remember that song, Bonnie and Clyde by Eminem that we used to listen to when you were younger? ‘Maybe when you're old enough to understand a little better I'll explain it to ya, But for now we'll just say mama was real real bad, She was bein mean to dad and made him real real mad’. Yo’ mama don’ pissed me off and.. I’m just sorry you had to see that, darlin’.” Right then, is when I finally found my voice. [b]”Sorry..I had..to see that…” I narrowed my eyes at him and, at the top of my lungs I screamed, “SORRY!?” That’s when it happened-- the agonizing pain began to wrack my body as I screamed out in pain, swinging my arm towards my dad, grabbing ahold of his arm and pulling at him. The car began to swerve worse than before, and I could feel my body being pulled and twisted in ways it never had before. Suddenly, I was staring out of a whole different set of eyes. Everything was sharper, and there was more attention to detail. Then the smell hit me hot and heavy--[i]fear. My head whipped into my father’s direction, and I could only see fear in his eyes as he screamed for help, steering in the opposite direction of me as if he could somehow get away from me. All the anger pent up inside me was looking for a way out, and without thinking I closed my eyes as I lunged forward, a loud snarl ripping through my chest…[/i]
And that’s when I woke up with a jolt, screaming and gripping the sheets in one hand, holding my knife in the other upright as if I was going to stab someone. As I came to, I realized where I was. Shoulders shaking in tremors, I took in short ragged breaths as I tried to get a handle on reality. ”It was just a dream,” I told myself over and over, in my head, but it wasn’t too reassuring.

Navarro
I was yanked from a sound sleep hearing screams. For a fraction of a second, I thought they were in my head--that I’d been having a fucked up dream--but I recognized the cries. I was alert before my eyes were fully open. I reached beneath my pillow, pulling my M45 and sliding my feet over the bed. I peered into the darkness, then turned on the flashlight beneath the barrel of the pistol, shining it at the door. Nothing. I could hear the sound of a knife slicing the air, and turned around to see Devereaux--she’d woken, probably from another nightmare. My own racing heart starting to slow down, I put the weapon beneath the pillow, and gazed at her for a long moment, folding my arms across my chest. When I looked at Devereaux I saw the girl who pulled my ass out of the fire--kept me alive. I’d prolly be dead ten times over if she weren’t around. Course, I might’ve saved her a time or two as well. Maybe. Alright, probably not, but still. I would--given the chance.
I slowly strode over, sitting down beside her, and catching her wrists. “Don’t think the knife will kill a dream,” I told her, my voice soft and low. I put an arm around her neck, staring at the knife she was holding for a moment, then turning back to her horrified face. “It’s alright, you know. You’re back in post-apocalyptia now.” I didn’t say anything else, just let my presence do the talking for me. I’ve never been one for words, after all. I reached out, offering to take the knife from her hands for her, wondering if this was one of the nightmares she’s shared before, or a personal, private hell that she’d feel she had to deal with alone. The girl was my best and only friend out here--if you don’t count my cat. If I could be there for her, I damn well would.

Rogue
“Don’t think the knife will kill a dream,” I look over at him, my face still distorted in horror. ”It’s alright, you know.” I shook my head, slowly all the tension fading from me as I let out a deep, soft sigh. A few seconds pass before I lift my head to meet his gaze, staring back into his eyes. His big ol’ browns. I couldn’t help but let go of a small, small smile. “Even when I am ready to completely fall apart, you always find some way to make me smile through the pain, Brother.” I lean forward and softly kiss his temple, leaning against him and placing my head on his shoulder, just trying to relax. “Was about my past.. a day I try hard not to think about anymore. It’s been haunting me recently, and I don’t know what to do.” I turned to look at him, a bit closer to him than I’d like to be. Not that I didn’t like him, I just respected personal space too much. “I’m really sorry for these last few nights.. I could see about moving to another room, if you need me to. I don’t mind at all.” Reaching over, I tossed my knife onto the writing desk where it would be out of my reach.

Navarro
I listened as she told me her dream was about her past, how it’s been haunting her. I closed my eyes as she kissed my temple, and leaned her head on my shoulders--listening to her tell the story. Or at least, what she was willing to reveal. The past….truth be told, I understood exactly how she felt. Soon as she mentioned it, I found my thumb running across the dogtags that I wore around my neck--not my own either. I held her as she told me she didn’t know what to do, nodding in understanding. I’m really sorry for these last few nights.. I could see about moving to another room, if you need me to. I don’t mind at all .

When she spoke those words, I let out a small laugh, shaking my head. ”What, you think you Navy SEALs are the only ones that go through sleep deprivation in bootcamp?” I joked, hoping to ruffle her feathers a little and make her feel somewhat better. ”Don’t even think about it. If I wanted to have a better nights sleep, hell, I’d just go out into the damn Tool Shed or something.” I gave her a smile, kissing the top of her head. ”I wouldn’t trade roommies for the world. Besides, who the fuck else is gonna put up with me? You put someone else in here, one of us is gonna end up dead and it ain’t gonna be me. Just sayin.’” I watched as she tossed her knife onto the desk, and couldn’t resist giving her another laugh. ”God, you throw like such a girl!” I teased, gently pushing her shoulder.

Rogue
”God, you throw like such a girl!” I shook my head smiling, rolling my eyes at the same time. “You just don’t ever let up, do ya? Even if I am your Alpha.” As I say ‘your Alpha’ my eyes glow red, pushing my Alpha wolf-ness at him with a smirk.

[b]Navarro
I watch as Devereaux’s eyes change from beautiful brown to deep, ferocious red--her Alpha color. I could sense the beast within her near to the surface--I could feel Shadow’s presence and Snowball began to stir at that feeling. My own wolf, that part of me that I had learned to control years before, struggled to break out, to leap forward--but I was able to contain it.Nevertheless, I was sure that had I been in front of a mirror, I’d see my own eyes shift to deep orange. I blinked, thinking to myself settle down, Snowball,, and gave Devereaux a smirk. ”Got that right, Nellie; I ain’t never been one to let up. Besides, does you some good, don’t ya think? Just admit it, you like it rough!” I gave Nellie a playful wink as I spoke the last words, chuckling a little and wondering if that was going to earn me a slap in the nose.

Rogue
I could feel my face burning, glad it was night time and there was no light to show it. My Alpha eyes fade, returning to my baby browns and I lean forward slowly. Pushing further into his personal space, I could feel the wolf in me stirring, not liking the close contact--but I ignored it. Mine and Harper’s lips were only inches apart but I planned to keep them at -least- that far. With a smirk on my lips, I looked down at his then back up into his eyes and say softly in a teasing tone, “You have no idea, Marine.” I smile, brushing the tip of my nose against his and slowly laying down in bed. I turn over onto my stomach, cradling my pillow in my arms with my face half buried into it.
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Navarro
When her eyes shifted back into their usual colors, Snowball DID begin to settle just a little. At least, until Nellie pushed herself closer to me--closer than she’d ever really been except in the heat of combat, when she drug my wounded ass (literally) out of the fire. I felt my heart quicken, as her lips came within inches of my own, and I let out a small, barely audible laugh as she spoke, ”You have no idea, Marine.” I took in a deep breath as her nose touched mine just enough to tickle--then she swept herself away, laying back down in bed. I watched her turn over on her stomach, as she always did, and I leaned back myself, resting my head against the side of her bed and gazing over into her eyes. “You know….” I murmured, my voice trailing off as my mind seemed to stop functioning for a moment. “It’s funny, lookin’ back. Remember that joint op...I got shot in the fuckin’ ass, nearly bayoneted by a damn tango, and THEN nearly choked to death by his buddy? Did you ever think, during those days, we’d be in the apocalypse together?” I took in a deep breath, letting it out in a slow sigh. ”I sure as hell never thought I’d live to see...this. Gotta say though, ain’t nobody I’d rather have at my back.”

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orcpunx said
Hei XDI just said I must drop by some sort. We rped togeather If you remember? If not, then we get to now eachother all over again. XD Awesome xD

lol yeah i totally remember you hahaha, whats up orc??

an actual rp

you can't. roleplay in the designated area provided.

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LoneSilverWolf said
Sure thing manapool1--just fill out a CS :)WOW, she ninja'd me! GABBY YOU NINJA!!!! XD

x)

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manapool1 said
may I join kind sirs?

*ma'am..
Yeah, you can join, just be sure you character(s) is detailed

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lonewolf888978 said
Glad to see you :D Gonna have a swell time with this roleplay :D You would't mind if I made a second character correct?

Haha no not at all! I actually would prefer people have two, but am totally cool with just one :)

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lonewolf888978 said
CS

Of course, accepted. :) Good to see you, my friend <3 :D

Wolves of the Apocalypse [ OOC ]

Goodbye may seem forever, farewell is like the end..
but in my heart’s a memory, and there you’ll always be...

:: Personal Information ::

Full Birth-Given Name: “My full name is Genevieve Lily-Marie Devereaux.”
Preferred Name // Nickname: “I don’t use my real name. I go by JoJo "Rogue" Devereaux.. Genevieve Lily-Marie was the name my parents gave me and I don’t want to remember that time of my life--although a few of my brothers call me Tiger Lily. In the Navy, I am known as Petty Officer (2nd Class) Devereaux.”
Sexual Orientation & Gender: “I am a heterosexual female.”
Years Since My Birth: “January 18th, 1990 is the day I was born. Sometime around 1 o'clock in the afternoon. For those of you who can't do the math, that makes me 24-years-young.”
Also Knowing: “I am from the Navy, and I take pride in my other family. Something that I don't really tell many people.. before the Navy, I was apprenticing to be a tattoo artist. I loved tattoos, still do. My adopted mother and father both had tattoos practically all over their body.” Oh, and the cell that I remodeled." Rogue smirks.

:: General Information ::

A Secret Told to No One: “I don’t really believe in letting feelings override my priority.. my job. I am dedicated to serving my country, not looking for some love-sick puppy dog.”
My One and Only Reason For Existing: “I don't have anyone left..”
Those Who Brought Me Into This World: “I’d rather not remember my parents names, but for the sake of a back story, my mother’s name was Mariah and my father’s name was Jack. I have a different last name then I had at birth.”
Those Made To Survive This World Alongside Me: “My kid brother, but.. he didn't make it so far.”
Faithful Furry Companions: “No, I don't have any furry friends.. just me.”

:: Other Information ::

Song That Best Describes Me: “A song that describes me best
Weapons Carried on My Person at All Times:
* Handgun: M11 Sig Sauer P228 (9mm)
* Assault Rifle: M4A1 SOPMOD semi-automatic with suppressor (5.56mm)
* Tactical Weapon: Benchmade Marc Lee “Glory” Combat Knife
Here's the Story of My Past and How I Have Survived This Long: “I’d rather not start off from the very beginning, but if you must know.. around the time of my 13th birthday my mother and I were having a normal “us” day and suddenly a car pulled up in front of the house. I had recognized it to be my father’s. My deadbeat father that no one liked, not even his own family loved him anymore. He was a drunk, and never seemed to do anything right though my mother often said I was his greatest accomplishment.” Rogue gazes down, taking in a deep breath then continuing on with her story. “He had a gun and a bottle in his hand, yelling and screaming for my mother and I to come outside. To keep things short, my father was in the process of forcing me into his truck when my mom tried to interfere and pull me back when he shot her point blank in the face. Her body hit the ground with a loud thud and the sound of blood gurgling in the back of her throat echoed in my ears--a sound that still haunts me to this day. He then shoved me into the passenger side of his truck and we drove off. I was in shock for a good thirty minutes. Thirty minutes of straight driving through the backwoods of my country home, and it finally hit me. The pain was too much, and it consumed me. The emotion overwhelming me forced me to scream out in both agony and anger, and that’s when I felt it. The quickest shift I’d ever experienced, as my skin shredded and bones reformed. Where once sat a small little girl was replaced with a pure black wolf about the size of a fully grown dog. I didn’t really have time to process what had just happened, all I knew was that I could feel this new power coursing through me and it felt amazing. My anger took control and I attacked that murderous bastard. The truck ended up crashing into a tree and I flew out the front of the window, luckily not hitting anything or even getting too hurt in the process. I got up quick to race over to him who was now hanging halfway out of his open door, sinking my teeth into his shoulder and yanking him out of the driver’s seat. As I tore into him, he continuously tried to claw me off of him but to no avail. I held onto his neck until he stopped struggling, and with everything in me, I waited until I heard his ragged, struggle for a last and final breath before he finally slipped away. Once I knew for sure he was dead, I fell away brokenly and all the shock and emotion of it all was crashing down on me--there was more agonizing pain, and that’s when everything went black. I woke up in the hospital a few hours later.
Weeks later, I was put into the Foster Care System because I had no remaining family that was willing to take me in. It wasn’t long after that, that I was adopted out. I spent a few years with that family, almost all the way up until my 19th birthday. Shortly before then, I had finally decided that being a ‘special individual’, as the government liked to refer to us in front of civilians.. I wanted to join the service. I set out on my journey to become a Navy Seal. I joined by the time I was 19, and have since been in service since. I am 24 years old now, and I don’t ever look back on my past. What’s the point of dwelling on a dark past when you can gaze into a brighter future?”
When I came up on Cook County Jail, there were a few guards and a couple of average human military among a grip of civilians.. I decided it would be a good idea to hunker down and stay safe. Having a place to rest your head at night without having someone on watch was probably the best thing. That and the hot showers-- well, showers in general, lets just leave it at that.”
How Some People Might See Me: "I'd think others would see me as a semi-quiet person, one who doesn't particularly enjoy speaking up for herself which by default makes me an excellent soldier. I am well disciplined and am a great leader, when it comes to being a SEAL. As a regular person though, it goes without saying that about 98% of the people who meet me instantly love me. I am a real people person once I warm up to someone, and am very friendly upon meeting new people but can be super shy at times as well. Once you get to know me, I'll be one of your most trusted and loyal friends. Or, at least I hope I can be. I expect a lot of myself, and put others needs before my own. I am very family-oriented when it comes to my brothers and sisters of the service. I'm definitely different. Some might even say I'm difficult. They're right, because truth of the matter is I'm complicated."
Standing Before a Mirror, I See: “To be honest, I look quite young for my age. I am approximately 5’9½” tall and weigh 143.8 lbs. My body is toned and I stay in shape by running every day as soon as I wake up, and of course the training exercises that I still keep alive with Harper, even though there is no one else but the two of us to really continue on with it. My brown hair has grown fairly long in the past 8 months. I figure there really isn’t anyone I have to keep it short for, meaning superior officers, so I grew it out. It is now almost down to my lower back. I have dark brown eyes that are almost a golden brown color in the sunlight. I have straight, white teeth due to having braces as a young kid and always brushing my teeth, of course. I have a few scars under my uniform from being shot several times, and once even stabbed in the arm. That was a great day--NOT.”
Tattoos and Accessories:
* Right Side of Body: “I have promises to keep
and miles to go before I sleep.”
* Lower Back: To The Fallen
* Upper Back/Shoulder Blades & Right Arm: Wolves
* Chest: ”Can’t wrap your arms around a memory”
* Right Forearm: “Not all those who wander are lost.”
* Whole Left Side of Body: Personally Drawn Designs
The Beast Within Me: “My ‘other half’, Shadow, is approximately 4ft tall at the shoulder and weighs about a good 165 lbs or so. I have dark, pitch black fur in my wolf form and used to have yellow eyes when I was with my pack, and once the last member of them died off they turned violet for a short period of time before Harper made me his Alpha. Now my eyes glow red before I’m about to lay down a serious ass-beating.”
Photographed Picture of Myself:
When all geared up..

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(redoing characters)

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List of Our Members and Their Characters

A Tattooed Girl :: Owner
* Genevieve Lily Devereaux :: 24-years-old :: Female :: Navy Seal :: Shape-Shifter :: Page 1
* Caidan Ryder Beckett :: 27-years-old :: Male :: Civilian :: Human :: Page 1
* Allison Riley James :: 24-years-old :: Female :: Army :: Shape-Shifter :: Page 1

lonewolf888978 :: Forum GM
* Drake Forester :: 26-years-old :: Male :: Ex-Seal :: Human :: Page 1
* Alexander Hogsten :: 37-years-old :: Male :: Antagonist :: Shape-Shifter

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Setting and Plot
Within the United States, there are multiple safety zones in which one could take shelter in from the outbreak. Safety zones are meant to keep the infected out, and for those who are attempting to survive this whole thing to resume somewhat normal lives as before. One major safe zone is held up in Chicago, Illinois at Cook County Jail. So far, only three Pack members are remaining who are defending this safe zone. They do what they can to protect the people who have chosen to stay under their protection.

Cook County Jail

Map of Cook County Jail grounds

Front View of Administrative Office and Visiting Center

Infirmary and Chow Hall tables

Partial Pic of Basketball Court and Garden Green House


Garden Area



Red Wing "Dorm"/Cell Room Doors and Visiting Tables


Inside Basketball Court

Civilian Housing "Dorms"/Cells

24-Hour-Holding Cell

Gym

Solitary Confinement Cells

Gold Wing

Cells and Cell Sizes

Typical Single Cell Size

Typical Sizes of a 2-Person Cells

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About the Wolves / Shape-Shifters

How They Came To Be:
Back in the early 1900's, the government had finally created a stable "virus", if you will, only administered by injection. It would turn the average soldier into an almost-unstoppable killing machine. The idea of werewolves was brought to life, injected into the brave, willing soldiers to make the change to their lives permanent, because of course there was no cure for what they were given. The new power these soldiers held was kept under tight lock and key, no one spoke of it or even slightly hinted at it. The empowered soldiers were referred to as "The Pack". The first Original Pack was made in the Navy Seal branch, but soon the other branches began to complain, and not too long after that every branch of the military had twelve of their very own Pack members at their disposal. When a member of the pack was KIA(Killed in Action), a new member was "made".

Over the years, the first Pack members who survived the wars they were put through have since died of sickness or old age. Those of their descended offspring have also had children of their own now. The werewolf strain somehow attached to the Original hosts' DNA and was passed down through the generations. These children who have managed to retain this gene were either made to join the military or trained how to control their "other half". A few cases have been found throughout the US and UK of kids just shortly after their eighteenth birthday making the change--RARELY does a child make the change before then. In some instances, younglings who have been put through tragic events become so emotionally overwhelmed it pushes the “virus” to activate in them, causing them to shift at younger ages. Very few of these younglings who are put through the change early in life make it-- 99% of them die because the shift is so overwhelming for their small frames. The government kept a constant watch on these kids, and if they thought they might screw up somehow and leak the secret, they were terminated.

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Shape-Shifter Description:

Shape-shifters normally tend to be about half the size as their human selves, quite a bit larger than your average grey wolf. Placing humans beside the wolves, a wolf’s shoulders would come up to the mid-stomach area of a fully grown man averaging at about 6ft. They have exceptional hearing, sense of smell and eyesight, even in their human forms. The actual transformation between human and wolf is quite painful, but some have managed to master the change so much that it's hardly painful at all and happens within a matter of seconds. Initially, one breaks every bone in their body as their "other half" fights it's way out of it's human form. Bones reforming into that of a wolf, they "shed" their skin to be replaced with fur and acquire a tail. How such a large wolf could fit into their human forms, we still haven't quite figured it out yet. Overall the initial transformation is not easy, and is very disconcerting and confusing. With the wolf’s eyes, however, they differ depending on pack rank. Alpha’s eyes glow a deep red, members of a pack have light golden-yellow eyes.. Betas eyes are a bright orange, an in-between color of the average Member eye color and an Alpha's. Omegas, also known as lone wolves, have a bright shade of violet color for eyes. For those who have taken an innocent life, their eyes have been permanently changed to electric blue. Every wolf has their birth-given eye color in human form, and only glow just before the change, and throughout the time that they are in their wolf forms. (-->See Here for an example<--) The ONLY Alphas, are the highest ranking officers in the pack. If the original Alpha is KIA, then the next high ranking officer will become the next Alpha if no other Alpha is to be made.

Pack Behavior:

In their wolf forms, shape-shifters show the general behavior of their titular animals, though they retain their human intelligence, memories and character, up to and including showing their human eyes. Pack members are also telepathically linked with each other, enhancing their coordination during hunts and fights but allowing little to no privacy at any time. The Alphas of two different packs are able to communicate telepathically, and can control what thoughts they share, while the subordinates of different packs don't show this ability.
The dominant male/female, the Alpha, can force the other pack members to obey his/her orders against their will just as they can in their human forms as commanding officers. A Beta can also do this, though he/she can't command his/her own Alpha/Commanding Officer. Even if it's implied, it is unknown whether this characteristic is also extended down the pack ranks.

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Rules[b]

[b]Respect The RP Creator and Admins: Sure, sometimes we make weird calls or say something that's not quite PC. Realize that the admin's have a hard job, the job of telling you that you are wrong and you need to change something. We don't like doing it but we have to sometimes. That also means that when things come too heavily into question, you need to let us deal with it. You can make our jobs easier by reading these rules and adhering to them. We promise, you'll like us a lot more if you do. We also encourage and welcome discussion on why an admin made a certain call. If you talk to us like people and not like we're your most hated high school enemy then there's a rather good chance you'll change our minds on some things...
*Wolves of the Apocalypse Admin: LoneSilverWolf
Same Forum, Same Rules: You are in a sub-sector of the RolePlayerGuild forums. The Forum Rules and CoC are the over-arcing rules. Know them, love them, abide by them.
No dirty/sexual content: Absolutely no sexual content allowed. Romantic situations are always welcome in your story-telling, however they will remain completely innocent. Anything more touchy-feely than a kiss will be given an Inappropriate Content Warning.
Respect Your Fellow RPer: This involves basic netiquette.
* Don't yell at someone (USING ALL CAPS LIKE THIS IS YELLING EVEN IF YOU DON'T MEAN IT TO BE). Use exclamation points, bold, italics, whatever you want to make your point but don't yell in all CAPS. It's just simply rude.
* Realize we have people who identify with different religions, maybe a lack of religion, sexual orientations, locations, races, ages and whatnot. We don't expect you to be perfect but we do expect you to show a little maturity.
* If they do something in the RP that you think is wrong or illegitimate, ask them why they did it and if they'd change it. Discuss in the OOC or Private Message what the problem is. If a resolution can't be gotten to, ask myself or an admin to step in and we'll help you fix the problem. (It's usually good practice to STOP the RP if this happens, that way you don't have to go back and say "Ignore these posts" or go back and edit them.)
* Don't be childish. If myself or an admin asks you to fix a mistake, change something that isn't right or whatnot, just do it please. Don't make a fuss about it.
No "Bunny-moding": This means taking over another player’s character. Usually this kind of thing happens innocently enough but ends in major fights over what actually is happening. "*Vrynn attacks Corey with a vicious slash to his face and Corey drops to his knees in pain*" This is bunny-moding. Instead of allowing Corey to react to the attack, Vrynn assumed she hit him and told him how he was going to react. This is not acceptable RP. Never assume you know what the other character will do. (Sometimes, someone gives you explicit permission to run their character while away. This is the only time bunny-moding is acceptable.)
No God-moding: This one should be pretty easy. God-moding is when a character is able to do whatever they want, whenever they want with little or no consequences. People cannot dodge bullets. This is not allowed. This is also important for character creation as there are certain limits within this RP that must be adhered to, despite the fact this is a fantasy fiction RP with werewolves in it.. still, no god-moding.
No OOC in RPs: Most of the RPs we have going on have their own OOC (Out Of Character) thread that corresponds. If you have random chatter to contribute that doesn't involve the RP, take it to these threads where you can spew randomness, embed videos, and generally be dorky to your hearts content. Having unrelated chatter in the middle of the RP threads is distracting to all the players, including you. When you need to say something out of character in the middle of an RP, such as to ask a question about a character's action, always use double parenthesis ((Like this.)), or "OOC: (insert what needs to be said here)." to speak OOC. This helps differentiate the chatter from the RP.
No Double Posting: Basically, this means let the other characters/players have a chance to react to you before you try continuing what is going on or just walk away from the conversation altogether. If you have two or more characters that you're RPing with but forgot to post as one, there is an [Edit] button on the bottom of your post. Use it. Don't double post. If more than 2 days have passed and nobody has responded to you, or if you know factually that your RP buddy is gone for a long while, then it is okay to post again.

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All RPers, new and old, have room to improve our story-telling and interaction abilities so here are some tips to keep in mind to help everyone improve..

Roleplaying Tips:

Clarity: Be clear about what is happening in your posts and try to make sure the other RPers understand. They will be acting on what they think you meant. Other RPers will post responding to the new posts and a long line of actions can form alarmingly fast. Confusion can cause massive problems if not cleared up quickly and can cause a lot of disruption to the RP as the line of actions may be undermined. Try to minimize confusion as it breaks the flow of the RP by being very precise with actions and their intended effect. (Remember, it's bunny-moding to force it to affect the other character, best to tell them what you want to happen and let them react accordingly.)
Collaborative Story: Remember that everyone else has an equal part in the RP's story. Give them time to do the things they want, don't change the story radically without asking others (Especially if you've made a large post. Changing it then having people go back to re-read it can be bothersome) and always leave room for their stories.
Consistency: Have your character act in ways that are typical of them. It sounds like common sense but it's often overlooked. While RPing an inconsistent character you're not really RPing just one character but many. In short it can lead to confusion. It can be helpful to write down the major personality quirks your character has and refer to that from time to time to remind yourself how your character should react in certain situations.
Drama:The point of every story is the emotion it makes the reader feel and every RP is basically a story. The general tips of good RPing are the same as good writing. One that stands out above all else is try to have a good taste of drama in your character and their actions. How to include drama? A heated argument between two characters is dramatic. A character hanging on for dear life as other characters struggle to save them. In other words any situation that the reader genuinely believes your character might die is dramatic. Any deep emotional interaction between characters is dramatic. Don't be afraid of "non-action" because those are the times when you get to reveal your cool or misguided past and either gain sympathy, empathy or maybe even jealousy or hatred from the other characters.
Respect the other characters: Respect the other characters and what they can do and what they have been through. Remember that no character is the 'main character' and that each character is probably something it's player is attached to.
bBe aware of your IRL situation: Keep in mind what your work schedule, sleep schedule and time zone is compared to other RPers. If you find that you're having to force yourself or someone else to stay up too late or you want to RP with someone who is never on at the same time as you, consider changing your strategy. Sometimes you just have to accept that you can't RP with certain people due to these very real time restrictions. This also goes for double-posting. Give the other players time to respond and never expect someone to respond to you quickly. Give it up to a day just in case someone was called away for a chore or a phone call before you post again.
When in doubt; Rewind!: If the situation is too muddy and everyone is fighting over what should have happened, that couldn't be right, how dare you etc... then just throw up a vote. If 75% of the players in an event agree that rewinding to an earlier point and replaying the situation is for the best, then please do. We want to have fun, not create problems.

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Character Creation Form

:: Personal Information ::

Full Birth-Given Name: Give us your whole, real name. If you changed it from the name given at birth, please provide that as well.
Preferred Name // Nickname: Provide the name you would rather go by.
Sexual Orientation & Gender: Gender is obvious, but as for S.O., you are either Heterosexual (interest in the opposite sex), Homosexual (interest in the same sex), or Bisexual (interest in both sexes).
Years Since My Birth: Self-explanatory. Please keep your age 18+.
Also Knowing: Tell us a little more about yourself, anything extra that you may wish to share with us.

:: General Information ::

A Secret Told to No One: Who is your "crush"? :o
My One and Only Reason For Existing: Your significant other's name would go here.
Those Who Brought Me Into This World: Your parent's names.
Those Made To Survive This World Alongside Me: Do you have any siblings? If not, just erase this completely from your character form.
Faithful Furry Companions: Do you have a pet that you've managed to keep alive with you? (Please be sure that you only have one animal, if you choose to allow your character to keep one. There can be exceptions, if your character has a larger animal and a small animal.. ask me first, please, thank you)

:: Other Information ::

Song That Best Describes Me: What song best describes you? Is there a song out there you favor that seems to have been made to fit you perfectly?
Weapons Carried on My Person at All Times: Any weapons carried on you at any given time, please list them here.
Here's the Story of My Past and How I Have Survived This Long: Give us a background history on where you came from, what's gone on in the last year since the outbreak first began and how you've managed to make it this far.
How Some People Might See Me: Tell us about yourself. What is your personality like? (please write a good, decent paragraph.. no one or two liners please. -___-)
Standing Before a Mirror, I See: In a decently descriptive manner, tell us what you look like. Give us a well-written description as if you were trying to explain your appearance to a blind person!
The Beast Within Me: Describe to us what your wolf looks like, if you have one. And please.. we need to keep the number of wolves down that aren't military, so.. please, if your character isn't military and you want it to be a shape-shifter, please ask. For those who wish to roleplay a military character, know the lingo and how things are done in the military before you make your character of service. And remember to describe their eyes.. where they rank in the pack, if any. (“Alpha’s eyes glow a deep red, members of a pack have light golden-yellow eyes.. Betas eyes are a bright orange, an in-between color of the average Member eye color and an Alpha's. Omegas, also known as lone wolves, have a bright shade of violet color for eyes. For those who have taken an innocent life, their eyes have been permanently changed to electric blue. Every wolf has their birth-given eye color in human form, and only glow just before the change, and throughout the time that they are in their wolf forms. ”)
Photographed Picture of Myself: Pictures of both your appearances, meaning in human form and wolf form! Do not give us drawings or an anime version of yourself. We want to see your true, beautiful/handsome face. :3 (If there is an issue, and you would rather hand draw your character, then please talk to either myself or an admin about your predicament.)