Post by London Parale on Aug 12, 2012 10:04:59 GMT 1
Playby: Jennifer Lopez
Name: London-Savannah Parale
Age: 61/30
Sex: Female
Sexual Orientation:Heterosexual
Species: Lycan
Physical Description: London looks to be a rather delicate creature, her facial features hold a dash of wisdom behind those brown eyes and her smile can bring light to the darkest of places. She's sultry, womanly in her endeavors. She has a tendency to keep herself well groomed a habit that came with her breeding as her father believed that one must look the role of a leader to be one. Long, flowing light brown hair, shapely body, and prone to displaying confidence in her body language- London always is mindful of her appearance
Attitude: As a daughter of an Alpha wolf you hold your head up high, there is a certain amount of pride that comes with such strong breeding and expectations that you're to meet. London is an independent woman, though has an understanding of survivalist requirements. She's practical in her view points- or tries to be to the best of her ability. Strong-willed and compassionate about the things in her life there is a minimum vulnerability about London that has stemmed from her current situation. She's respectful, mindful, and though people may not see it until they get to know her more intimately, rather tender possessing a motherly affection for those that she cares about and as for love, she is unyielding and loyal.
Abilities: General werewolf capabilities, however she isn't as big as many other female werewolves. Her smaller stature may have her lacking in brute strength but it aids in her quickness, which is something that she has had to and does rely on greatly. She has the usual lycan sensitivity to injected silver. London is easily swayed by her emotions and can be influenced into impulsive and potentially vulnerable situations based on that. She is prideful when it comes to asking for help so in a fight, though will do teamwork, is prone to taking on more than she can handle, which also plays into how stubborn she can be. Being right handed she always leads with her right and its predominant, that in combination with an accident during childhood folly where she broke a rib and it never healed exactly right on her left side make her weaker there.
History:
For thirty years London and her twin brother Paris lived amongst the Chicago Pack alongside the lycan parents, her father the respect and revered alpha of the pack. It had never once been so much as a passing thought that they too would embrace their heritage and become lycans themselves when the time came. They dreamed about it together, rough housed and played around in that King of the Mountain way pretending that they were leaders of their own pack. London always had a tendency to beat her brother at almost everything and was merciless in teasing him while their parents would look on and laugh, good-naturedly, her father always cautioning Paris that if he couldn't beat his sister then how could he hope to take over for him one day. He took it well, started training harder so that by the time they were fifteen Paris could finally dominate over his sister. Rather than being upset over it, London was proud. Her teasing had been a youthful way of encouragement and that in combination with a will to please their father seemed to do the trick.
Life was very comfortable for her. She was educated in the subjects that were necessary and even some that were simply for her own leisure. She was a princess, daddy's little girl and doted on by all the older members of the pack while Paris was burdened with great expectations. It was a build up to the eventual inevitable that would take place later in their lives.
As was tradition, during the full moon on the month of their thirtieth birthday both transcended from a pup status in the ritual of the Lunar Embracing Ceremony. Indulging in their new abilities, testing the waters as to what each were capable of it seemed that all their hard work in their formative years had paid off. Paris immediately was put into a soldier position, a commander of the guards, while London was kept closer to home in an advisory capacity to her father.
Life continued on with only the normal obstacles. She and her brother got along perfectly well until one day London caught her brother betraying the pack. She was torn as to what she should do. She loved her brother, he was like her other half, but she was loyal- devotedly so- as any lycan should be- to her father and alpha. London took off to clear her head and upon return discovered a rather unsavory fate. A virus had swept over their pack reverting them to nothing more than feral beasts set on devouring insatiably. London fled, as fast as she could, narrowly avoiding being made a meal of by her very own brother. Since then she has been wandering the wastelands in search of a new place to call home.
Rule Code Word: Elek is made of awesome
Species Code Word: Moonkin
Clarification Code Word:Firefly
Citizens Laws and Vampire Laws Code Words: Vampires do not attack innocent humans
Rp Sample:
"Take it back!" Paris shouted doing his best to nip at London's neck as rage rippled through him. She sat on top of him, pinning his arm underneath her knees, arms crossed over her chest with an air of superiority while her brother thrashed violently. To add to the insult London looked down at her nails casually inspecting them while murmuring the fleeting notion that she would probably need to file them down soon. Her mother looked on as the two of them were at it again and London, as per usual, was in full command of the situation. Pups would be pups.
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London was thrown back, her claws digging into the sediment to stop her skidding short, hackles raised as a growl ripped through her throat. It was nothing more than a little rough housing as the twins experimented with their abilities. She hadn't gotten one over on Paris since they were fifteen and now at thirty she had hopes that she could get one over on him again. They circled one another teeth snapping, snarls and the harsh clap of paw hitting body. The instinct to go straight for the throat coursed through her and was resisted to the best of her ability. As London lunged back at her brother, arms wrapping around the width of him, though not long enough it seemed to do anything but barely touch paws on the other side, she took him down to the ground, snapping at his throat, just centimeters away that if not for his paw pressing into her chest she would have taken a good chunk out of him.....
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She couldn't believe what she was seeing, the abomination that her eyes had just had the misfortune of witnessing and London stood frozen for a few moments taking in the shambles that she had called home all of her life. Her family transformed into these horrid creatures, mutated from the former glory of themselves as the ravened their kills in the most brutal of ways, corpses littering their home, stacked and piled to an impressive height. London knew what had happened but she didn't want to believe it. Noticing one of the worgens setting their sights on her a lump formed in her throat, he had seen her too and London, doing the only thing that she could with the hope to survive ran, as fast as she could, not once looking back
