Post by Wolfyre on Sept 16, 2009 22:25:54 GMT -6
**MEMBER INFO**
1st Name Becky
Age 21
Read ALL RULES & GUIDELINES & obey rules? Yes
***MODIFIED APPLICATION**
Name Sezja IceFang (Sezja is Russian meaning Protector)
Aliases Meliora (Latin Meaning better)
Age 17 in human yrs
Gender Female
Deities Artemis & Wee Jas
Alignment Chaotic Neutral
Race Werewolf
First Shift Moon Phase New Moon
Family She's don't know her real family, she was left on the door step of an orphanage as a baby & at age 17 she ran away from the orphanage because she woke from a strange dream only to find the dream was actuality, she had killed one of the orphan's that had always picked on her!
***Transformations Appearances***
***Hishu Form***
Height 5'5 1/2
Hair Straight, raven black bangs fall to her hips & the rest of her silvery grey hair falls to her knees.
Eye Silvery & ice blue intermixed in a form of silvery ice blue hazel with a gold sunkist surrounding the pupil of her eyes. Same in all forms!
Distinguishing marks A scar from a whip on her lower center of her back, a scar from a dagger on her right hip, & a scar across the nap of her neck, usually covered by her hair from a rock thrown at her.
***Hybrid Form***
She stands about 7'3 when she stands on her two bipedal legs, silver grey fur coating her body except the black mask over her eyes & striping round most of her snout as well as coating her right ear. Her form is lithe but muscular standing proudly as if demanding the respect she feels she deserves as such a prideful being. Her eyes remain the silvery & ice blue hazel with a gold sunkist surrounding the pupil of her eyes. Her eyes mark the oddity of a werewolf even for most werewolves, her eyes are a bit of a fascination.
***Feral Form***
She stands at about 3'7 at her shoulders, her left ear silver grey like the rest of her body, but her right ear along with much of her face is black. Her eyes are ever so curious, not like a regular average would you'd run into in the woods in teh midst of the night. her eyes being that os a silvery ice blue hazel with a gold sunkist about the black pupil of her eyes. Her bosy is quite lithe yet muscular nonetheless as if an avid athlete at her size. Her ears simply perked forward attentively most of the time.
***Example RP Post***
"Stupid little bitch you don't belong here you freak!" A girl taunted her as she & a few of the other children even those that were younger than her & older pelted sticks, stones & more at her. She was a lithe girl of beauty, but her eyes set her apart from everyone just as much as her hair. No one had ever seen her eyes anywhere. Her silvery ice blue hazel with the gold sunkist about her pupil eyes stared pleadingly for them to stop as she whimpered in pain & occaionally yelping from a large stone cutting into her or hitting hard. She wanted them to stop beating her all the time. She was born this way. Her black bangs fell over her face a moment, then mingled with the remains of her silvery grey hair trying to hide her face using her hands to shield her face from further injury.
"Stop it, please stop it!" She pleaded them in her ragged voice from pleading all along with her tormentors.
"What are you gonna do to stop us freak?!" One of the boys called at her as he whipped a large jagged rock at her, cutting open the nap of her neck as she tried to turn away.
She fell forward the blood pouring into her long straight beautiful hair dying it crimson. She rolled to her hands & knees crying, screaming, "HELP ME SOMEONE!!!!"
Suddenly one of the orphanage teachers came out to see what the comotion was to see her crawling away & still being pelted by things. The teacher saw the blood quickly screaming at the kids to stop & go inside the orphanage at once. The kids stopped with much dismay to be disrupted in their attempt to rid themselves of this "freak"!
The teacher came to her trying to help her up, but she flinched away, "Please don't hurt me." She whimpered.
"Now Las, I'm not gonna hurt ye...come let's clean u up!" the teacher chided softly.
With much distress she allowed the teacher to bandage her & wash her hair from the drying blood.
Later than night, she woke to being dragged out in wrapped bedding. She kicked & screamed, til it stopped. It was torn open, Cornelia one of the beautiful blonde hair, blue eyed 18 yr old orphans grabbed her by the throat, pulling her to her feet. Cornelia punched her back to the ground.
"Get out you freak, we don't want you here!" Cornelia growled.
She scrambled to her feet, then suddenly dark. She came to, covered in blood her cloths barely hanging to her body in tatters. She looked down & screamed, looking up to the sky as a night of the New Moon screamed her loneliness & horror as she saw Cornelia barely recognizable & mutilated. What have I DONE?! She thought, panicing, she turned & fled!