Post by wren on Feb 21, 2013 7:25:53 GMT
WREN HOPE BLACK !
'Every step that I take is another mistake to you.'
'Every step that I take is another mistake to you.'
HEY THERE! SO, TELL US ABOUT YOU ... LET'S START OFF WITH THE BASICS. WHAT DO WE NEED TO KNOW?
"Ah, I'm Wren Black, you can call me Wren. I'm twenty-two, and obviously a female, and I swing for the heterosexual team. I'm a Black Wolf shape shifter, and our family is kind of a weird one. We've all chosen our own animal, they've just always been dark, or black in color, and that might have to do with the fact that we all have dark hair. Anyway. In the whole politics of supers versus humans, I'm just pretty neutral. I know the good and bad of both, so.."
SO, A LITTLE BIRDY TOLD ME THAT YOU ARE GORGEOUS. DESCRIBE YOURSELF.
"Well, people tell me I look like Meghan Ory, and I guess I kind of see it. I have long dark brown hair, and it's normally curly but sometimes I make it straight, and my eyes are kind of a bright green - I got that from my mom's side of the family - and they're a large almond shape. Body type? Ah. I'm pretty lean and curvy I suppose. I mean, I have to be pretty in shape if I love running, right? I get my height from my dad's family, being a little bit above average at five foot seven. I'm not going to tell you my weight, because that's personal. I have a half moon tattoo behind my ear though, and my ears are pierced. I don't have any scars except the one on my hand, but that was some childhood accident I guess. As for what I like to wear it's pretty simple. I like to keep up with the style, but I love the color red. I suppose it's because I'm a big red riding hood fan. The only thing I don't like are heels, but I wear them for special occasions."
I'M SURE YOUR PERSONALITY IS SOMETHING ELSE COMPLETELY. TELL US ABOUT YOURSELF, WE WANT TO KNOW YOU BETTER!
"Oh kay. Well. I like.. rain, running, ah.. people.. honesty.. and food. I don't like blood, or being too cold, so I don't like snow.. and ah, I don't like drugs. No. No to drugs. Or interviews. I guess I'm pretty intelligent, and realistic, and I have a leadership quality. But those are things I've been told. I'm brutally honest, sarcastic, and vengeful. I really won't let you off with something when it comes to taking my revenge. I have a habit of being rebellious, and doing what I want to do, and I do smoke, so that's a bad habit. The only things I'm scared of are losing my family and being locked up for the rest of my life - I just have issues with claustrophobic situations. I don't really have any secrets.. except for the fact that I ran from my family and I'm supposed to have taken over as alpha.." -grins "My only desire would be that I wouldn't have to take that lead role.. overall I'm pretty good with other people, and I'm kind of empathetic, as for my family, I know I've hurt them by leaving but I really can't deal with that position yet.. I feel like I should be able to choose whether or not I want that position rather then have it thrust on me. When it comes to the war I'm completely neutral. I'll fight against both sides if it means keeping my family safe, and if I have to fight against my family then so be it."
I WOULD LOVE TO HEAR ABOUT YOUR HISTORY ... I'M SURE IT WILL BE INTRIGUING!
"Oh my past... Well I'll start with my family. My Mom's name is Grace, and my Dad's is Ben, I have one younger sister, and her name is Joy. My extended family includes the rest of our pack - which is huge so I won't name them all off. I don't have a pet because I normally scare them off, so nothing there.. Okay. So basically, I grew up thinking that the male is the alpha, and normally that's true, but in our pack no one chose to inform me of the fact that we go from generation to generation, and normally there's always a boy born first. My Dad, his dad, and his dad and so on, were always the first born. I'm the first girl to have been born first since the beginning of time, and so it's extremely weird. Not only for me, but for the pack too. So I guess I'll just also mention that I'm very wealthy, and it's because I own my own boutique business and they're in select cities around north america - being the us, and Canada. But it's not like crazy wealthy or anything. I'm pretty much just.. set for the rest of my life? I don't know.
Anyway I guess we'll delve into my childhood. I was brought up in a morally and ethically sound family, they're all really big into doing the right thing and I understand because so am I. So I grew up with people who tried to keep me on the right path - and now I realize it was the right path for the alpha, but you don't realize that kind of thing when you're young, even if people treat you differently - and better - then they do other kids, including your younger sister. I got away with everything, and did whatever I wanted - but by the time I started partying I was responsible about it. I also never dated much.. and you think it would be my dad who scared them off, but nope. It was my mom. She's extremely scary and so, even though I didn't date much, I still did, and even though I don't sleep around, I still had sex, so yeah. Ah." -cough- "Anyway, it was just last year that I found out I was supposed to be alpha so I ran away and now I'm here in Manuka, Maine, hiding away from all of my pack."
AH, AND WHO IS THIS AMAZING MASTERMIND BEHIND THE LIKES OF YOU?
"ah hello! I'm raven, and I'm nineteen. I found you by proboards support, and as of right now I don't have any other characters on the site. I'm a big ouat and harry potter fan, and here's my sample."
Rita Montgomery was, or, had been extremely jealous of her best friend in the fifties, but who could blame her? The girl had naturally white hair, big blue eyes, and a perfect body. Not to mention she was an up and coming model. She had everything going for her, boys falling for her left, right and center, and people snapping her picture every where she went.
Of course, Rita thought of Connie as her big sister, and Connie thought of her as her little sister. So Rita knew the look of shock Connie would have on her face when Rita pulled the trigger on her, right between the eyes. Not that she was going to be alive for much longer after murdering her friend in cold blood.
Rita had eaten the bullet herself, and it had been the biggest murder suicide that year, and why wouldn't it be? The shock hadn't only stayed with Connie, but flew across the faces of everyone in, not only their home town, but the whole world. Everyone in every country and even the smallest of towns knew who Connie and Rita were. Well, now they were immortalized forever.
Rita smirked at that thought, especially now since the two of them were forced to walk the world as ghosts up until the time they would be shown their doors. Now she was equally as giddy as she saw the unmistakeable snow-colored hair of her best friend, who she'd worked her hardest to call here, with help from the demon of the domain of course.
Rita made her way through the hallway, having turned off the ability in which let people see and touch her to get through faster. She could feel the shivers of the students and faculty as she passed through them and again grinned at the thought that she was causing people discomfort. It was no surprise that Rita had become quite fucked up a few weeks before murdering her best friend in cold blood, and it had only worsened over time.
Rita opened the door to the creepiest room in the whole building, where everything else had been renovated, the room where the five boys had been murdered by their sixth room mate had only changed by stripping it of any furniture, adding a coat of paint, and installing shelves to stock things needed for the rest of the school.
It wasn't a surprise that Connie had run in here, all of the ghosts were attracted to this room the first time they entered the school, including her. But it didn't so much faze her anymore, she'd been here for at least fifty of her sixty years since death. She put on a wide smile. "I was hoping you'd show up here. I've been calling you with Kohl for the last fifteen years. I missed you."
What did Rita want? Well.. she wanted to add Connie to the collection the demon, Kohl, had acquired in the thousand or more years he'd been here. Besides, she wanted to share the gift she'd first gotten when she came here, as Kohl had given it to her, Rita put a hand on Connie's shoulder and let it slide down to her wrist, finally holding her hand.
"You might have felt a wave of heat go through you that time, all I wanted was to share the gift Kohl gave me, so people can see and touch you." She said, extremely sincerely. "Did you miss me?" Rita said, grinning at her.
Of course, Rita thought of Connie as her big sister, and Connie thought of her as her little sister. So Rita knew the look of shock Connie would have on her face when Rita pulled the trigger on her, right between the eyes. Not that she was going to be alive for much longer after murdering her friend in cold blood.
Rita had eaten the bullet herself, and it had been the biggest murder suicide that year, and why wouldn't it be? The shock hadn't only stayed with Connie, but flew across the faces of everyone in, not only their home town, but the whole world. Everyone in every country and even the smallest of towns knew who Connie and Rita were. Well, now they were immortalized forever.
Rita smirked at that thought, especially now since the two of them were forced to walk the world as ghosts up until the time they would be shown their doors. Now she was equally as giddy as she saw the unmistakeable snow-colored hair of her best friend, who she'd worked her hardest to call here, with help from the demon of the domain of course.
Rita made her way through the hallway, having turned off the ability in which let people see and touch her to get through faster. She could feel the shivers of the students and faculty as she passed through them and again grinned at the thought that she was causing people discomfort. It was no surprise that Rita had become quite fucked up a few weeks before murdering her best friend in cold blood, and it had only worsened over time.
Rita opened the door to the creepiest room in the whole building, where everything else had been renovated, the room where the five boys had been murdered by their sixth room mate had only changed by stripping it of any furniture, adding a coat of paint, and installing shelves to stock things needed for the rest of the school.
It wasn't a surprise that Connie had run in here, all of the ghosts were attracted to this room the first time they entered the school, including her. But it didn't so much faze her anymore, she'd been here for at least fifty of her sixty years since death. She put on a wide smile. "I was hoping you'd show up here. I've been calling you with Kohl for the last fifteen years. I missed you."
What did Rita want? Well.. she wanted to add Connie to the collection the demon, Kohl, had acquired in the thousand or more years he'd been here. Besides, she wanted to share the gift she'd first gotten when she came here, as Kohl had given it to her, Rita put a hand on Connie's shoulder and let it slide down to her wrist, finally holding her hand.
"You might have felt a wave of heat go through you that time, all I wanted was to share the gift Kohl gave me, so people can see and touch you." She said, extremely sincerely. "Did you miss me?" Rita said, grinning at her.
