Post by +Skyler+ on Nov 13, 2009 17:29:14 GMT -5
`Sklyer Van Allen
where are you now?
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``FULL NAME Skyler Van Allen
``NICKNAMES Sky
``AGE 17
``GENDER Female
``SPECIES Angel
``POWERS
- Controls All Elements- Skyler can call each of the elements but only ne at a time. If she is not careful, to much power use can kill her. Also, during winter she cannot use her powers at all.
- Conrols Ice- Skyler can create ice but only if their is water around. The power is useless during summer, but at it's full strength during winter and fall. It takes a lot of energy.
``ETHNICITY Spanish
``RELIGIONNone
``SEXUALITY Straight
``STATUS Single
`` Grade Or Occupation 11th Grade
``PLAYED BY None
cause i'm thinking of you
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``CHARACTER NAME LIKES
- Fast Cars
- Sports
- Studying
- Talking With Friends
- Flying
``CHARACTER NAME DISLIKES
- Wolves
- Human's
- People Messing With Her
- Being Bossed Around
- Failing Test
``FEARS
- Death
- Losing Her Wings
``SECRETS
- Crush On Chaleon (Even though he a vampire)
``GOALS
- Becoming A Spy
``PARENTS NAMES
- Alicia Van Allen
- Juan Van Allen
``SIBLING NAMES
- Damien Van Allen
you showed me how
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``PERSONALITY[/color]
Skyler has a wide personality. She is a smart girl with a fine attitude. She loves to play sports, hang out, and just act like a normal teenager yet she is anything but normal. She can be mean and very stuck-up to people she doesn't like so watch out if you are on her bad side. Her sharp tounge and snotty remarks give her respect among the people in the academy. She acts like she is all that just because she is a angel but that is just the outside how she is. Skyler can be quick to put you down and make fun of you, so be on guard when this 'Angel' is around.
Though, Skyler has another side which will shock people. She is very sweet and gentle with her sibling, Damien, who is only 6. He comes to visit now and then with her parents but it is a rare occasion. She can act nice and friendly if you are one of her friends but she hardly accepts any. Skyler can be protective of anyone who is weaker then she because she hates anyone being bullied cause she was bullied when she was younger and doesn't want anyone to go through the same thing. Her independence and hard-head get's her in trouble every now and then but with her brains, she can get out of even the toughest mess.[/size][/blockquote]
how to live like i do
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``HISTORY[/color]
Skyler has a ok history....for a Angel. She was born on July 6th, 1992 to Juan and Alicia Van Allen. She was the perfect 'Angel' was she was a baby. Her parents where very high in the rankings of society of 'Angels' and other creatures as well. Her parents had the money and the respect so she was pampered and treated as a princess as a young child. Her parents adored her and gave her basically everything she wanted. She was not a greedy child but because she was spoiled, she earned her stuck-up nature. Yet, when her brother was born things changed and some changes she did not like.
When Damien was born, Skyler was jealous and angry. She hated her brother at first and her parents. Then, one day, her brother got lost. Skyler freaked really bad. She thought she could not love her brother, but she realised how innocent and stupid a little child was. She found him and kept him close ever since. She showed him her gifts and tried to figure out if he had any. He does, the power of fire. She was happy that he had a gift and they usually played around with them. Then, one day, Skyler heard her parents talking about sending her to Blackthorne Academy. She freaked at first but then went along with her parents plan. She went to the Academy, already a A student in classes. She joined the other 11th grader's yet she didn't mix with them. Yeah, she was beautiful, rich, and a Angel but she didn't fit in well. She justed needed time to adjust.[/size][/blockquote]
if it wasn't for you
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The cold, whip-like air swirled around the terra. The morning sun was peaking out from behind the tree's, a glorious pink and orange. The thick, puffy white clouds rolled across the blue sky. The cattails flicked back and forth around a small, murky pond. The water so thick and muddy, it seemed more like a death trap. Frogs, crickets, flies, dragon flies, and other wetland organisms awakened. Some swamp deer appeared out of the shadows to munch on the lichen.
It was home to all these animals. Also, the water and terra wolves that lived here. No one guessed a fire wolf or demon wolf would come here...but anything is possiable. The burning scent of a Fire Wolf was in the air. The thick, smoky smell of burning wood, smoke from a fire pit, and the smell of burnt rubber mixed in with the wetland scent. The smoky smell intensified as a figure stepped out from the shadows.
The wolf creature was not as large as her brethern. She had a thick, firey colored pelt. Blood red mixed with swirls of dark orange and yellow. Grey underfur peeked out, giving her a smoky look. Black swirled around her auds, orbs and maw. Black lips showed above bared orange ivories. Deep, pentration golden carmel orbs danced like a wild-fire. Pads brushed across the soaked ground, black claws sinking in deep, leaving a burnt paw print. Large, whip-like tail flicked back and forth behind her rump, brushing one long, muscular pillar.
The smoky escense swirled around her bodice. The fae stopped, sniffing the air. Her black nose twitched slightly, taking in the scent of the area. Her dome then whipped to the left, following a scent. The sweet, musky scent of deer. Spittle dripping from orange ivories, the fae crept forward, large paws making no sound. Flicking her auds back, she let out a deep, raspy growl that would make anyone's pelt curl. Like a arrow, the fae lept, landing on a pale, chocolate brown back. Ivories sank into the spine, the sickening crack of the spine cracking filled the air. The beast collasped, legs thrashing once then it stilled. No longer able to move, the huge beast stared at it's killer. The fae's large dome came down, ivories slashing the thick neck. Blood sprayed her maw and pelt. The scent of blood so mouthwatering and tempting.
The fae began to eat, her ivories sinking into the flesh and sinew without a problem. She tore chunks and gulped it down quickly. The warm meat satisfied her hunger after a dozen mouth fulls. Maw dripping warm blood, the fae turned and moved away. Belly round with food, the fae yawned, reddish orange tounge slipping between her two lower canines to curl slightly in a wolf yawn. Orbs closing a little, the fire wolf curled onto a piece of dry terra. Bodice tense, pillars ready to leap up, the fae closed her orbs and went to sleep, yet she was careful.
The sun rose higher into the sky. Each hour ticked by slowly, waiting for the she-wolf to get to her paws. The deep, smoky aroma intensfing as each second passed. Finally, with a grunt, the two carmal gold orbs flicked open. Nose twitching, the fae got to her pillars and shook her coat. Blood on her bodice was dried and flaking. Shaking her dome, the fae turned and trotted to the pond. Ignoring the murky water, she slipped in. At first, she could hardly move, the mud holding her down. It made sucking sounds as she got free and leaped back onto the solid terra. Her pelt, once only filthy from blood, was now caked with mud.
Snarling, the fae turned and dashed to find a better water source. She stopped a half hour later. The mud was dry and flaking off as she moved. She shook herself, before leaping into the crystal clear water. Mud and blood cleared away from her thick pelt. Swimming in circles, she relaxed. Muscles once taunt where lossening up. The cold water brought relief, yet in a couple months it would only bring more agony to the coldness of winter. Stepping out, the fae shook herself. Water went flying from her soaked bodice. She was clean and that was good enough for her.
Turning, the beast began to trot again. She was new to the Sunai Wetlands and curiousty had won the battle against caution. Her fire powers where weakened in this place, so if a water or earth element decided to attack, she would have to listen to her flight insticts and get the hell away. Though, she would go mad. This wolf had been taught to never turn your back on a oppent. She had been taught to fight instead of flight. Yet, if she faught she would die...So, instead of being stupid, flight was the solution here....for now.
Finally, the big fae stopped before a small clearing, solid ground thankfully. Tree's circled, long and moss covered. The fae stepped forward, auds pricked, muscles taunt once more. She growled softly before lifting her dome, her maw slowly forming a O before she let out a howl. It was full of acid, danger, and pure rage. A Fire Wolf's Howl.
If you wonder..
The fae's name is.....
Fuego De Flecha
It was home to all these animals. Also, the water and terra wolves that lived here. No one guessed a fire wolf or demon wolf would come here...but anything is possiable. The burning scent of a Fire Wolf was in the air. The thick, smoky smell of burning wood, smoke from a fire pit, and the smell of burnt rubber mixed in with the wetland scent. The smoky smell intensified as a figure stepped out from the shadows.
The wolf creature was not as large as her brethern. She had a thick, firey colored pelt. Blood red mixed with swirls of dark orange and yellow. Grey underfur peeked out, giving her a smoky look. Black swirled around her auds, orbs and maw. Black lips showed above bared orange ivories. Deep, pentration golden carmel orbs danced like a wild-fire. Pads brushed across the soaked ground, black claws sinking in deep, leaving a burnt paw print. Large, whip-like tail flicked back and forth behind her rump, brushing one long, muscular pillar.
The smoky escense swirled around her bodice. The fae stopped, sniffing the air. Her black nose twitched slightly, taking in the scent of the area. Her dome then whipped to the left, following a scent. The sweet, musky scent of deer. Spittle dripping from orange ivories, the fae crept forward, large paws making no sound. Flicking her auds back, she let out a deep, raspy growl that would make anyone's pelt curl. Like a arrow, the fae lept, landing on a pale, chocolate brown back. Ivories sank into the spine, the sickening crack of the spine cracking filled the air. The beast collasped, legs thrashing once then it stilled. No longer able to move, the huge beast stared at it's killer. The fae's large dome came down, ivories slashing the thick neck. Blood sprayed her maw and pelt. The scent of blood so mouthwatering and tempting.
The fae began to eat, her ivories sinking into the flesh and sinew without a problem. She tore chunks and gulped it down quickly. The warm meat satisfied her hunger after a dozen mouth fulls. Maw dripping warm blood, the fae turned and moved away. Belly round with food, the fae yawned, reddish orange tounge slipping between her two lower canines to curl slightly in a wolf yawn. Orbs closing a little, the fire wolf curled onto a piece of dry terra. Bodice tense, pillars ready to leap up, the fae closed her orbs and went to sleep, yet she was careful.
The sun rose higher into the sky. Each hour ticked by slowly, waiting for the she-wolf to get to her paws. The deep, smoky aroma intensfing as each second passed. Finally, with a grunt, the two carmal gold orbs flicked open. Nose twitching, the fae got to her pillars and shook her coat. Blood on her bodice was dried and flaking. Shaking her dome, the fae turned and trotted to the pond. Ignoring the murky water, she slipped in. At first, she could hardly move, the mud holding her down. It made sucking sounds as she got free and leaped back onto the solid terra. Her pelt, once only filthy from blood, was now caked with mud.
Snarling, the fae turned and dashed to find a better water source. She stopped a half hour later. The mud was dry and flaking off as she moved. She shook herself, before leaping into the crystal clear water. Mud and blood cleared away from her thick pelt. Swimming in circles, she relaxed. Muscles once taunt where lossening up. The cold water brought relief, yet in a couple months it would only bring more agony to the coldness of winter. Stepping out, the fae shook herself. Water went flying from her soaked bodice. She was clean and that was good enough for her.
Turning, the beast began to trot again. She was new to the Sunai Wetlands and curiousty had won the battle against caution. Her fire powers where weakened in this place, so if a water or earth element decided to attack, she would have to listen to her flight insticts and get the hell away. Though, she would go mad. This wolf had been taught to never turn your back on a oppent. She had been taught to fight instead of flight. Yet, if she faught she would die...So, instead of being stupid, flight was the solution here....for now.
Finally, the big fae stopped before a small clearing, solid ground thankfully. Tree's circled, long and moss covered. The fae stepped forward, auds pricked, muscles taunt once more. She growled softly before lifting her dome, her maw slowly forming a O before she let out a howl. It was full of acid, danger, and pure rage. A Fire Wolf's Howl.
If you wonder..
The fae's name is.....
Fuego De Flecha
i don't know what i'd do
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``YOUR NAME Margarita
``NICKNAMES Reese.
``WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? WolvesWithinUs@hotmail.com ; terranovawolves@yahoo.com ; Pm Me
``WHERE DID YOU FIND US? Proboards
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credit and you will die! Lyrics credit to Honor Society!
kkbye!
credit and you will die! Lyrics credit to Honor Society!
kkbye!
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