[OOC] Whispers in the night

[killerkitty]

Intro:

Can you hear them? The spirits are speaking. They speak of danger. They speak o war, anger, hatred... It is driving me crazy. Am I the only one who can hear their whispers? Or are there more out there, to help`me figure out what they are saying? The spirits are whispering in my ear, about all the pain and despair that's on the verge of falling out and into the world. I know not what is going on. Help me find out. will you?

[killerkitty]

Rules:

-Post your character in the OOC thread
-No godmoding
-No spamming
-OOC talk in (( )) or [[ ]]
-Races allowed: Human, elf, dryad, anthro, drow, werewolf
-No killing other characters unless allowed to do so
-Up to two charas
-Have fun!

[killerkitty]

Skeleton:

Username:
Name:
Age:
Gender:
Race: (human, elf, anthro, drow, werewolf, dryad)
Description: (appearance, personality and abilities, if any)
Biography: (at least one paragraph)

[killerkitty]

Characters joined:

Username: killerkitty
Name: Isrena
Age: 21
Gender: Female
Race: Anthro
Description: Isrena has the features of a leopard, with spotted fur and long hair the same colour, and black eyes and a long tail She has sharp teeth and a great sense of smell. She prefers meat to anything else, but will have fruit if there's nothing else. She has a dagger and a bow and arrows. Isrena can be quite aggressive sometimes, and is often blunt about things without realizing it. She doesn't like it when someone sugar coats things, just to try and make it easier for her to bare. She loves climbing trees. Isrena can hear the spirits whispering to her.
Biography: Isrena has lived in peace in her village in the jungle all her life. She often goes hunting by herself instead of with the pack, complaining that they make too much noise, although any normal human wouldn't notice them even if they were but two inches away. She lives with her younger sister Angea at the top of 4a tree. Angea prefers staying at the village and prefers doing less bloodthirsty chores like collecting water, and such. But then Isrena started hearing the spirits call to her.

Username: Tolui
Name: Taia
Age: Old... she forgets how many years.
Gender: Female
Race: Dryad
Description: Taia looks like any other dryad. Brown skin, green, leafy hair, large brown eyes, and long, elegant limbs.
Biography: Taia doesn't like people. She's rather they all just leave her alone. Ever since she was a little sapling, she saw her sisters being cut down by people. Thankfully, Taia lives deep in the forest, and doesn't have to see others much. But recently, she's been hearing and spirits, and they're giving er a headache. Really, it's very rude of them to all be chattering like that...

Username: Keylaleigh
Name: Moses Holdfast
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Description:
Appearance: Moses is tall and lean, with a runner's build. He dyed his silver hair black, but the roots are starting to show, and his amber eyes glow in the moonlight. He wears pair of black pants and a white tunic with a rope belt around it. Around his neck is a stone pendant crudely carved to look like a crescent moon. Under his clothing are a myriad of scars.
Powers: He has the ability to transform into a silver wolf at will, but must change on the full moon. He is also stronger and faster than the average human.
Biography: Moses was born and raised in a large city, raised by the rest of his clan. Since before he was born, his clan was taken into captivity by humans and forced to fight for entertainment. He was actually lucky to have survived this long, because all of his brothers and sisters were killed in the arena. About a week ago, he started hearing voices in his head, and he managed to break out of the place the humans were keeping his clan and journeyed to find the source of the voices.

Username: WildCitrus
Name: Silver Mourrabelle
Age: Unknown,appears as a mature youth,
Gender: Female
Race: Enchantress
Description: Her facial skin is clear porcelain, however her body which is also of porcelain, is infested with visible frozen blue veins with the exception of her hands and arms. She has black long hair with ice blue tips and she wears it brushed back and held with a string band of pale lilies. She has blue crystalline eyes,any who look in them will be enchanted, her lips are a matching blue. She wears a simple chiffon white dress that is so longs it covers her bare feet. And white hooded cloak to stop those with eyes from seeing. Her touch is so cold,it weakens or kills.
Biography: Somewhere in the deserted cold she awoke, and a coldness deeper than any other encompassed her heart. Ice runs through her veins, and her wounds bleed sadness. She does not recall the source of the cold blue poison, or a time when she felt warmth, but she can taste the future on her icy tongue. Slowly and slowly the frost that bites,is freezing the last drops of life in her. One last blow of the icicles and she will shatter and become one with the ice lands. She must find a cure before it is too late, somewhere there is a warmth that will melt her bitterness, the voices in the snowstorms know where, the spirits know why she is dying, they whisper hurried words ,but these words take no form. They make no sense to her cold ears. There must be a way to understand, she ventures to find it.

[Tolui]

Definitely posting in the morning!

[Tolui]

Username: Tolui
Name: Taia
Age: Old... she forgets how many years.
Gender: Female
Race: Dryad
Description: Taia looks like any other dryad. Brown skin, green, leafy hair, large brown eyes, and long, elegant limbs.
Biography: Taia doesn't like people. She's rather they all just leave her alone. Ever since she was a little sapling, she saw her sisters being cut down by people. Thankfully, Taia lives deep in the forest, and doesn't have to see others much. But recently, she's been hearing and spirits, and they're giving er a headache. Really, it's very rude of them to all be chattering like that...

[killerkitty]

=D great!

[Tolui]

BUMP FOR GREAT JUSTICE!

Seriously, though, think it'd be possible to start now?

[Keylaleigh]

This sounds like it might be fun! If you have any problems with my character, just tell me and I'll change things.

Username: Keylaleigh
Name: Moses Holdfast
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Race: Werewolf
Description:
Appearance: Moses is tall and lean, with a runner's build. He dyed his silver hair black, but the roots are starting to show, and his amber eyes glow in the moonlight. He wears pair of black pants and a white tunic with a rope belt around it. Around his neck is a stone pendant crudely carved to look like a crescent moon. Under his clothing are a myriad of scars.
Powers: He has the ability to transform into a silver wolf at will, but must change on the full moon. He is also stronger and faster than the average human.
Biography: Moses was born and raised in a large city, raised by the rest of his clan. Since before he was born, his clan was taken into captivity by humans and forced to fight for entertainment. He was actually lucky to have survived this long, because all of his brothers and sisters were killed in the arena. About a week ago, he started hearing voices in his head, and he managed to break out of the place the humans were keeping his clan and journeyed to find the source of the voices.

[killerkitty]

:O sorry for taking long to reply, I keep forgetting about the OOC forum Dx
accepted, and we can start now!

[Keylaleigh]

Awesome! I'll head there now!

[WildCitrus]

Username: WildCitrus
Name: Silver Mourrabelle
Age: Unknown,appears as a mature youth,
Gender: Female
Race: Enchantress
Description: Her facial skin is clear porcelain, however her body which is also of porcelain, is infested with visible frozen blue veins with the exception of her hands and arms. She has black long hair with ice blue tips and she wears it brushed back and held with a string band of pale lilies. She has blue crystalline eyes,any who look in them will be enchanted, her lips are a matching blue. She wears a simple chiffon white dress that is so longs it covers her bare feet. And white hooded cloak to stop those with eyes from seeing. Her touch is so cold,it weakens or kills.
Biography: Somewhere in the deserted cold she awoke, and a coldness deeper than any other encompassed her heart. Ice runs through her veins, and her wounds bleed sadness. She does not recall the source of the cold blue poison, or a time when she felt warmth, but she can taste the future on her icy tongue. Slowly and slowly the frost that bites,is freezing the last drops of life in her. One last blow of the icicles and she will shatter and become one with the ice lands. She must find a cure before it is too late, somewhere there is a warmth that will melt her bitterness, the voices in the snowstorms know where, the spirits know why she is dying, they whisper hurried words ,but these words take no form. They make no sense to her cold ears. There must be a way to understand, she ventures to find it.

[killerkitty]

Accepted. And welcome to midorea!

[WildCitrus]

^^ Thank you! ^.^. Now ill go have a read and what not.